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Dr Meredith Grey's version of the importance of taking risks and trying:

'A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? What if you're making a mistake you can't undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying. '

And then we have YB Lim Guan Eng, saying this in fewer words:

'I don’t know whether or not we will succeed. I would rather fail trying rather than having failed to try.'

You see why I say that those writers for Grey's should just kill Meredith Grey and move on already?

Okay. One of the things I really really love about House is the awesome quotes. That show's got take me homes in every single episode, and Hugh Laurie has got all the great lines in the show. A protagonist of a hit tv series is supposed to be awesome like that, he/she's supposed to have the coolest lines in the movies, and he/she's supposed to make you go 'Whoa' all the time, and get you going back for more.

Example. House's all time truth, 'Everybody lies.'

Examples:
Why does God get all the credit whenever something good happens?!
You can think I'm wrong, but that's no reason to quit thinking.
Are you comparing me to God? I mean, it’s great, but so you know, I’ve never made a tree.
Like I always say, there’s no ‘I’ in team. There’s a ‘me,’ though, if you jumble it up.
Treating illness is why we became doctors. Treating patients is actually what makes most doctors miserable.
This thing won me second place in the clinic’s weekly ‘Weirdest thing pulled out of an orifice’ contest.
Heart transplant. Immune system’s in the toilet, Mommy builds her little angel a John Travolta-quality bubble.
What else turns you on? Drugs? Casual sex? Rough sex? Casual rough sex? I’m a doctor, I need to know.

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So okay. I'll cut Grey's some slack, because IN THE BEGINNING, season 1 was totally cool, and Meredith Grey was totally adorable (cute face, cute eyes, cute body, and awesome lines.).

Example from the very first episode: ' I can't think of a single reason why I should be a surgeon, but I can think of a thousand reasons why I should quit. They make it hard on purpose… there are lives in our hands. There comes a moment when it's more than just a game, and you either take that step forward or turn around and walk away. I could quit but here's the thing, I love the playing field. '

Sure she's a little bit wordy compared to cutting edge in your face House-isms, but at least you could identify with what she's saying and you can actually go, 'yeah, yeah, she's got a point.'

And then at least, you've got Yang and Bailey's cut them deep lines like these to make up for the drawling, whiney pitch that Meredith's puts us through:

Bailey - I have five rules. Memorize them. Rule number one, don't bother sucking up. I already hate you, that's not gonna change.
Yang - You know, I know a liar when I see one because I am a liar.

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So anyway, the character Meredith Grey has regressed to a brainful of wtf-lame-liners, and the sucky thing about this stupid leading lady is how they insist that she's still THE STAR and therefore they have to subject people who can actually like Grey's Anatomy to torturous earfuls of Meredith's time-wasting voiceovers. Its okay if those stuff she dishes out at the beginning and ending of every episode makes sense. Yup. But when you are reduced to this kind of bull:

' You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true. '

I mean pardon me-lah, but WTF????

I love Yang, I love Bailey, heck, I love Addison Montgomery-Shepherd, and I love the rest of the doctor squad (hot, young, handsome and you wanna have lots more of them, despite how ridiculous it is that the doctors in Seattle Grace all sleep with each other)… but OMG how on earth did Meredith Grey become the leading lady is freaking beyond me.

This morning I came into the office to get some emails from friends. 'Fuck the government. Fuck TNB. You and your stupid people earning money and stealing from the poor.'

I don't work for the government, and I work for TNB and in the midst of all this shit (rushing out for petrol rushing back into the office, watching the news for new updates and updating our press releases, and picking up phone calls and telling strange journalists who have arrived at 8.30 for a 12 o'clock conference that they're way too early…) I have to deal with "FRIENDS" who tell me I am irresponsible because I work for the national utility company. Who, by the way, will have to pay Petronas RM14.31 per mmbtu for the gas which we purchase (which, by the way, is below the global price of over RM35 mmbtu) now, who will STILL have to buy power from the IPPs (yes the Malakoffs who's boss was some so-called most generous philantropist in the country, and that very saintly God loving Francis Yeoh owned YTL Power), whose so called contribution to the new tax is 'whopping' (12 years lost, my friends, and Dr Phillip Tan goes on TV to say, 'we IPPs will have to see what is this new tax about because this is not just any corporate tax, it's a levi and its a windfall thing, we need to see if it is reasonable…'

By the way, you might hate me for saying this, but I say that Pak Lah and Datuk Shahrir Samad sure has balls to do this to all of us. THE PAINFUL THING WE NEED TO START TO REALLY THINK ABOUT: IS IT REALLY, TOTALLY, AND COMPLETELY, A PROBLEM WITH THE GOVERNMENT?

Because you know, just in case some of you might have forgotten, you guys voted for the BN government, and we've had them for 50 years. You guys applauded when power generation got privatized. You guys loved the YTL-owned resorts, and adored the F1 Sepang Circuit. You guys enjoyed those Berjaya owned Starbucks and so many of you raved and praised the foods they serve at obscenely priced fine-dining restaurants. You guys lamented the fact that we didn't enjoy satellite TV like our richer first world country cousins. You guys complained when pricier models of imported cars were not available in the country, you bribed the policeman - you gave him RM30 so that you can save up on a RM300 summons ticket, you complained and you complained and you compared our quality of living to Switzerland… for God's sake, where everything is just pricier than everything else. You guys cried foul when we get lousier, cheaper computer models, camera models, tv models, you guys wanted the GOODs, the CLASSY STUFF the BRANDED STUFF, and you guys COMPLAINED when they cost you so much. You guys went to SIngapore and raved about how efficient their government is, and YOU guys said how come we can't have an LRT system that works as well as their MRT (so clean, so efficient).

You say all of that and you dump your rubbish into the drains, you steal power with high-teched remote controlled buttons (click ,and see, the TNB meter stops running and electricity still flows), you guys sacked your expensive local employees and employed 'cheaper foreign workers that work 24 hours a day and don't ask for holidays', you GAVE higher salaries to your friends because you know them better, and you laughed at how some of your closer friends who decided to join political parties or contribute to NGOs are NOT REALISTIC about living in a MATERIALISTIC WORLD. 'The salary very low lah, you want meh? OK lah i'm not so noble, this world needs more people like you.'

And when you have a friend who works in TNB you don't say things like, 'how's stuff over there..'

Instead I come in to the office and get a 'Fuck you stupid TNB staff, Now you got bonus at my expense… '

Well wake up Malaysia. Its not just the government who has been stealing from the poor, you're a part of the system too. And, btw, the disaster (we co-created) has just begun. So now that that fact is slapping you in your face, what the fuck are you going to do about this? You tell me.

Add on: Oh BTW, since you guys are on a 'fuck the whole world spree', here, go enjoy the additional WTF that's going to affect all of us. THE NEW TARIFF STRUCTURE.

The bloody problem with having your fiance, your family, bosses and friends reading this blog is, when you have some frustrations regarding certain issues (eg. misunderstandings, deadlines, arguments, lousy gifts the boyfriend gives to you), you can't blog about it, and you can't let it lose… so you're stuck with a killing pain deep deep down, as if all the shit in you is pressing against your innards dying to get out but they can't because you're corked up somewhere.

Just imagine, imagine yourself getting jabbing spikes of pain, and you know that its a huge big one coming up there, that you've just got to go, but you can't cos the toilet's blocked.

Right now that's exactly how I'm feeling.

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I used to have a private, private blog somewhere, so that I can actually pump in the disgusting things I have to say about other people. (What? I can't have rants against people is it? Being 28 means I can't be normal and get angry and frustrated when I slam into road blocks is it? I'm not talking literal road blocks of course, use your brains.)

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No the point is, this whole thing some times gets on my nerves. MY uncle reads this blog you know? He calls my mom every once in a while and tell her stuff like, 'Hey you know the other day I read your daughter's blog and I read that she cried really badly when the rabbit died…' and my mom tells me about it when I get home.

And then I have the occasional, annoying AsiaWorks prick walking into this site and reading my stuff, two weeks later when I bump into the guy he looks at me and says, 'hey you use a lot of jargon in your posts yah.'

(Chun Beng I wasn't talking about you, really. Really really. ps I only wrote your name cos I know you can take a joke and have what you have.)

Or I have a pastor reading this blog too, so I can't get too liberal with the expletives. Because of course, there are under aged people reading all of this, and I have to be a good witness for God. Good girls don't swear because they do all good things for the glory of God.

What ever.

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I think I'm going to go back to that personal very private blog and make out with the alter ego bitch in me.