Life sucks. It gives you the perception that you have the power to make a choice and decide for yourself, then gives you hell for making the wrong ones.
Sometimes the math is easy. Go to a 7-Eleven, ask for a Marlboro Menthol, get one, you're happy. Then there are times you don't get what you want. Go to a 7-Eleven, ask for a Marlboro Menthol, get lung cancer, you die.
Here are some of the things you may want to consider on your day-to-day decision making process.
1. Car Turn Signals
You're a good person, and you think your extra amounts of education sets you apart from those who throw rubbish and spit out of their cars. The Law and the radio tells you to use the car turn signal before changing lanes, coming out of and going into junctions. Good job.
You keep using your car turn signals when driving, and can't help but realize that whenever you do that, cars always quickly close up the gaps to not allow you a chance to change lanes. It's like there's a sticker stuck on the back of your car saying: I've got Rabies, don't let me pass.
In Malaysia this is what you do. You spot that space between some cars through your rear-view, wait for it to arrive. And once you're about to make the jump, turn your steering wheel while sticking your little finger out so that it conveniently flicks the turn signal lever too. That way you make the lane change while being able to sleep at night.
2. Traffic Light Lambada
You're stuck in everyday traffic congestion created by 5 traffic light intersections on a 1 km road. This happens a lot in Malaysia because it's the laziest way the Traffic Ministry 'solve' congestion problems. The light is red. It has been red for ages. You're the first in line, and cars from the other roads are zooming pass frantically.
Then the light on your road turns green. But there's a problem. The previous lanes' cars are not stopping for their red light. It went on for a couple of seconds before you finally decided to try to scare them by braving across the intersection. Then you see a car swerve pass yours, almost colliding, and you could've sworn you lip read him screaming at you " Cannot wait ah?!!!"
Really? Apparently he's the impatient one stealing your turn to use the intersection, and all he could say was "Cannot wait ah??"???
Here's what you should do. Buy a 15-year old Land Rover Discovery or Grand Cherokee and drive it to work everyday. When faced with these situations, brave it and see if anyone is stupid enough to challenge you. In case of an accident, tell the cops the light was green on your side, and remember never NEVER to quote Rant Sack on your decision to ram onto those cars. Oh! Walk up to those fellas you hit and ask them why they could not wait their turn.
3. Greener Us
I'll tell you why public transportation can never improve here in KL. It's not rocket science. All you have to do is take a trip to some other country with properly functioning public transport system, and try to adapt it into KL streets. They know how it should be done. But then nobody will buy those crappy little locally assembled and re badged Japanese cars and the companies will close down.
It's actually better to take public transportation, because it takes many cars out of the streets and reduce petrol usage and emissions. Provided of course you can accept the following:
a) Ghetto on Wheels. That's what some foreigners call our taxi service. The cabbies don't wash their hair, don't wash their shirts, and look like they haven't slept for days. What's worse, the cabs smell like the sewers. We haven't even began with the fact that majority of them don't use meters and charge a bomb for short trips. And that ladies would constantly have to have one of their hands in the hand bags, gripping that pen knife or pepper spray for the entire journey, praying for safe arrival half a kilometer away from home just so the cabbies don't know where they stay. And what if they start taking you into weird little roads and alleyways?
b) Factories on Wheels. More like 3rd-World Factories on Wheels. One wonders how they could ever pass the Puspakom tests. Maybe the good government gave the blind, deaf, dumb and smell-ability-less' opportunity to work in the department. Buses spew immense amounts of black smoke every time the driver floors the accelerators. Shanghai already have buses running on electricity. Very DIY, but effective nonetheless.
After weighing the pros and cons, the best choice is to buy that little crappy excuse for a car and park it in the middle of LDP every morning and evening, 5 days a week. Because you'll most probably not get raped, because it won't smell of the sewers, because you won't hear your cabbie telling you how they're being underpaid and have no money for their medical bills, and because one bus emits the same amount of carbon dioxide as 132 cars.
4. Plastic Supermarkets
Penang has officially turned No Plastic Bag Everyday. KL has just started No Plastic Bag Saturdays. Here's the thing. Do you not have rubbish bins at home? Do you not fill those bins with plastic bags? Do you not then throw them into bigger bins and wait for rubbish trucks to collect them once a week?
Previously households would use the plastic bags they get from supermarkets as rubbish bags. That was a very effective way of Reusing something. Now nobody accept plastic bags from supermarkets, and they buy rubbish bags from those supermarkets, which essentially ARE plastic bags! I don't know about you, but this is making me feel very stupid.
Alam Flora is going to implement a trashing system of only using black plastic bags. This doesn't mean we stop taking multicolored plastic bags from supermarkets because we can't use them for trash. It means supermarkets will have to start giving out black-colored plastic bags instead, to allow us Re-usage. But they won't. Because the smartest thing to do is to convince the public that taking plastic bags for free from supermarkets is wrong! That way they can cut some serious costs. On top of that, the public will have to buy those black bags from the supermarkets, which equals profit! Call it smart supermarkets of stupid consumers.
Remember: Rant Sack is written by a dumbass with no education qualifications whatsoever. Don't listen to what he says. He's just stupid and bored and have no friends to hang out with.
This blog is full of the kind of crap that comes out of my mouth. Nothing in here makes sense so nothing in here should be taken seriously. I'm sorry you found your way here
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Saturday, October 16, 2010
I Do It Because
I drink less water everyday because I'm afraid of getting lost in a desert someday, and not have enough willpower to go days without water.
I don't eat breakfast because I don't want to have a habit of eating it, then suddenly not doing it due to time constraints and ending up with gastric.
I don't eat Panadol because there will come a day when I really really need it, only to find myself immune to its effects.
I replace the expensive antennae on my new car with a cheap fake one which don't really work because I'm scared the expensive one would be stolen.
I don't buy genuine branded goods because I'm afraid someone might steal it
I leave the plastics in my new car on because that way the seats won't get dirty
I practice to poo once every 3 days because that way when I go camping, I can hold on a few days without needing to poo.
I drive like a psycho bitch every day because I know there will come a day when I need to drive that way when rushing to a hospital.
I hold pee in my bladder for hours sometimes because I'm training for days when I'll be stuck in traffic a long time. That way I'll be mentally prepared.
I still eat at dirty restaurants because I think that it keeps my immune system strong.
I'll borrow my friend's Manual Transmission car for a drive every once in a while because when there's a killer zombie chasing after me, and the only car available is a stick, I'd be able to drive off with it.
I hurt myself sometimes to train my resistance to pain because there will come a day of war and I might become a prisoner of the enemy.
I would skip meals every now and then to train my mental strength because there might come a time of famine.
I sometimes fill myself silly with alcohol and drive home because I'd like to train my perception to surpass the alcohol's influence.
I never watch the very final episode of all my favourite TV series because if I do it'll be over... Forever.
Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone
I don't eat breakfast because I don't want to have a habit of eating it, then suddenly not doing it due to time constraints and ending up with gastric.
I don't eat Panadol because there will come a day when I really really need it, only to find myself immune to its effects.
I replace the expensive antennae on my new car with a cheap fake one which don't really work because I'm scared the expensive one would be stolen.
I don't buy genuine branded goods because I'm afraid someone might steal it
I leave the plastics in my new car on because that way the seats won't get dirty
I practice to poo once every 3 days because that way when I go camping, I can hold on a few days without needing to poo.
I drive like a psycho bitch every day because I know there will come a day when I need to drive that way when rushing to a hospital.
I hold pee in my bladder for hours sometimes because I'm training for days when I'll be stuck in traffic a long time. That way I'll be mentally prepared.
I still eat at dirty restaurants because I think that it keeps my immune system strong.
I'll borrow my friend's Manual Transmission car for a drive every once in a while because when there's a killer zombie chasing after me, and the only car available is a stick, I'd be able to drive off with it.
I hurt myself sometimes to train my resistance to pain because there will come a day of war and I might become a prisoner of the enemy.
I would skip meals every now and then to train my mental strength because there might come a time of famine.
I sometimes fill myself silly with alcohol and drive home because I'd like to train my perception to surpass the alcohol's influence.
I never watch the very final episode of all my favourite TV series because if I do it'll be over... Forever.
Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Inspirations
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The world is an inspiration. Honda took 2 famous icons and made the Freed. But to make it less obvious, they put the design at its backside.
Moral of the story is..... there is none to be found here.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
A Prayer to God
Dear God of Climbing. Bless Your Soul. Bless the Limestones that were erected in your name. Bless the Jugs and Crimps and Slopers and Pinches and Pockets and Over Hangs and Under Clings that were molded in your form. Bless the nylon harnesses and the dynamic ropes and the titanium wire-gate quick draws that allow me to connect to You. And bless the Carbon Magnesium chalks that allow me to prolong that connection.
I have a confession to make. A few weeks back I posted something on my wall. I posted that thought out of anger and spite and frustration and disappointment. I posted that thought by mistake.
I lied. I lied to myself and to my friends and to my friends' friends and to the people all around the world who saw my post that day and the day after and the day after that. I lied. That was not what I really meant. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, O Holy God of Climbing. I'm sure you saw it that way too.
If you alleviate me of this disability, I make a solemn promise. I promise to uphold the codes of Climbing to the letter. If you return me my Godly powers, I promise to pass down your wisdom to others. If you bestow upon me your gravity-defying blessings, I will ensure your efforts will never go to vain. I will make known the legends of The Figure-4, The Figure 9, The Egyptian, The Double Dyno, The Double-Step Dyno, The Two Finger Pull Up, The Hand Jam and the Under Cross-Hand Dyno. The world will hear of these mythical movements. They will gasp in awe. They will embrace these movements. And they will once again applaud your existence.
Hear me, O Holy God of Climbing. Return me my Demi-Godness and I shall return you your Glory and Immortality.
I have a confession to make. A few weeks back I posted something on my wall. I posted that thought out of anger and spite and frustration and disappointment. I posted that thought by mistake.
I lied. I lied to myself and to my friends and to my friends' friends and to the people all around the world who saw my post that day and the day after and the day after that. I lied. That was not what I really meant. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, O Holy God of Climbing. I'm sure you saw it that way too.
If you alleviate me of this disability, I make a solemn promise. I promise to uphold the codes of Climbing to the letter. If you return me my Godly powers, I promise to pass down your wisdom to others. If you bestow upon me your gravity-defying blessings, I will ensure your efforts will never go to vain. I will make known the legends of The Figure-4, The Figure 9, The Egyptian, The Double Dyno, The Double-Step Dyno, The Two Finger Pull Up, The Hand Jam and the Under Cross-Hand Dyno. The world will hear of these mythical movements. They will gasp in awe. They will embrace these movements. And they will once again applaud your existence.
Hear me, O Holy God of Climbing. Return me my Demi-Godness and I shall return you your Glory and Immortality.
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