(Lights - Drive My Soul)
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Wanted -- Life Coach
(Josh Groban - You're Still You)
Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm not a people person. I don't interact well with new people. I tend to hide in my shell and sometimes come off as too irreverent for my own good. I've even been accused of being stand-offish. However, I am also easily inspired by people who are smart/talented/unique/funny. People who make me forget how awkward I am simply because their personalities demand to be noticed. These are the people that make it easy for me to open up and share with them. These are the people that inspire me to do greater things with my life. If you're not born with inspiration like myself, you feed off of these types of people.
My company CEO once told me he spent 13 months trying to arrange a meeting with a famous advisor to Microsoft, Apple and the other Silicon Valley companies. The reason he did it was because he was looking for inspiration and advice from someone who obviously had more insight than he did. He said, "I am new at being a CEO and I need all the coaching I can find." How's that for humility?
Part of my growth as a human being largely depends on who I surround myself with and the people I extend my hand out to and ask for help. I need to reach out beyond my own social comfort zone and find inspiration in the people that have oodles of it.
So if you find an awkward little Asian guy stalking you, it's just because I'm impressed by your mojo and am looking to learn how to get my own -- not because I am a weird, little Asian stalker.
(Josh Groban - You're Still You)
Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm not a people person. I don't interact well with new people. I tend to hide in my shell and sometimes come off as too irreverent for my own good. I've even been accused of being stand-offish. However, I am also easily inspired by people who are smart/talented/unique/funny. People who make me forget how awkward I am simply because their personalities demand to be noticed. These are the people that make it easy for me to open up and share with them. These are the people that inspire me to do greater things with my life. If you're not born with inspiration like myself, you feed off of these types of people.
My company CEO once told me he spent 13 months trying to arrange a meeting with a famous advisor to Microsoft, Apple and the other Silicon Valley companies. The reason he did it was because he was looking for inspiration and advice from someone who obviously had more insight than he did. He said, "I am new at being a CEO and I need all the coaching I can find." How's that for humility?
Part of my growth as a human being largely depends on who I surround myself with and the people I extend my hand out to and ask for help. I need to reach out beyond my own social comfort zone and find inspiration in the people that have oodles of it.
So if you find an awkward little Asian guy stalking you, it's just because I'm impressed by your mojo and am looking to learn how to get my own -- not because I am a weird, little Asian stalker.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Find Your Own Light
(Killers - This Is The World That We Live In)
On religion...
I don't want my kids learning about religion at an early age. I feel kids are far too impressionable at a young age and they need to pick a religion with their own free will. When we introduce it to them too early, they can't distinguish between what we want them to believe and what they have a choice in.
So what's the story about my own religious beliefs? I was raised a buddhist by my parents and grandma. I was baptized in a christian church that my family's sponsors went to. I was never pressured by either my relatives or our sponsors on what I should or shouldn't believe. As I got to university, I realized I needed to explore my spiritual beliefs a little more. So I took a few religion courses figuring that if I learned a little more, I could make an educated decision. What I found out was that my beliefs are not streamlined to one religion. My beliefs are just a patch work of multiple religions.
I think as long as this still leads me down the right path, I am ok with it. The right path though is defined by my own conscience and not anyone else's. I think the key to this is that I was raised well by my family and they instilled in me a good set of values.
So where does that leave religion? When should you have religion in your life? I don't think there's a real answer to this. I believe if religion adds value to your morals, then great. Or if you weren't brought up with a good foundation of morals and need religion as some guiding light, that's ok too. If you feel lonely in this vast universe without knowing that there's someone looking over you, then religion might be the answer.
What I don't believe is that religion is absolutely necessary for everyone and I don't believe you should just adopt the religion that's first presented to you. Educate yourself, understand your choices and then embrace it.
(Killers - This Is The World That We Live In)
On religion...
I don't want my kids learning about religion at an early age. I feel kids are far too impressionable at a young age and they need to pick a religion with their own free will. When we introduce it to them too early, they can't distinguish between what we want them to believe and what they have a choice in.
So what's the story about my own religious beliefs? I was raised a buddhist by my parents and grandma. I was baptized in a christian church that my family's sponsors went to. I was never pressured by either my relatives or our sponsors on what I should or shouldn't believe. As I got to university, I realized I needed to explore my spiritual beliefs a little more. So I took a few religion courses figuring that if I learned a little more, I could make an educated decision. What I found out was that my beliefs are not streamlined to one religion. My beliefs are just a patch work of multiple religions.
I think as long as this still leads me down the right path, I am ok with it. The right path though is defined by my own conscience and not anyone else's. I think the key to this is that I was raised well by my family and they instilled in me a good set of values.
So where does that leave religion? When should you have religion in your life? I don't think there's a real answer to this. I believe if religion adds value to your morals, then great. Or if you weren't brought up with a good foundation of morals and need religion as some guiding light, that's ok too. If you feel lonely in this vast universe without knowing that there's someone looking over you, then religion might be the answer.
What I don't believe is that religion is absolutely necessary for everyone and I don't believe you should just adopt the religion that's first presented to you. Educate yourself, understand your choices and then embrace it.
Monday, September 14, 2009
You'll love my nuts.
(Notorious BIG - One More Chance)
A lot of interesting things happened on the weekend. Let's start with the garage sale. I had a joint garage sale with some friends on saturday and learned a couple of things.
1) Women value their junk more than men do. All the girls consistently priced their items significantly higher than the guys. I sold S' stereo for $5. I think the girls would've charged $15-20.
2) There isn't a price people won't negotiate. Someone tried negotiating 0.50 down to 0.15 on a glass picture frame.
Then that evening I went for a few drinks, dinner and then a comedy club. Sounds like a great date doesn't it? Too bad it was actually a coworker's bachelor party. Theme song for the party? --> I've had the time of my life. Worst bachelor party itinerary ever.
Been watching a lot of infomercials lately and I have to admit, I really want a slap chop. Best quotes from the host -- "You're going to love my nuts!" and "We're gonna make America skinnier one slap at a time." Somewhere a fat kid is getting five across the eye.
Has anyone received one of those chain mails lately where if you don't send it to x people, you'll die? I haven't seen one in ages. I'm thinking the last person who was suppose to send that on died. The chain had to end somewhere.
(Notorious BIG - One More Chance)
A lot of interesting things happened on the weekend. Let's start with the garage sale. I had a joint garage sale with some friends on saturday and learned a couple of things.
1) Women value their junk more than men do. All the girls consistently priced their items significantly higher than the guys. I sold S' stereo for $5. I think the girls would've charged $15-20.
2) There isn't a price people won't negotiate. Someone tried negotiating 0.50 down to 0.15 on a glass picture frame.
Then that evening I went for a few drinks, dinner and then a comedy club. Sounds like a great date doesn't it? Too bad it was actually a coworker's bachelor party. Theme song for the party? --> I've had the time of my life. Worst bachelor party itinerary ever.
Been watching a lot of infomercials lately and I have to admit, I really want a slap chop. Best quotes from the host -- "You're going to love my nuts!" and "We're gonna make America skinnier one slap at a time." Somewhere a fat kid is getting five across the eye.
Has anyone received one of those chain mails lately where if you don't send it to x people, you'll die? I haven't seen one in ages. I'm thinking the last person who was suppose to send that on died. The chain had to end somewhere.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Boys Don't Cry
(The Cure - Boys Don't Cry)
I think being vulnerable has a certain attractive quality to it but I can't seem to quantify exactly how much. The reason I ponder this is because I have a certain fear of showing vulnerability (how ironic is that?), which theoretically puts me at a disadvantage with my male peers when it comes to establishing a connection with the opposite sex.
A guy who is willing to show his vulnerability and open up to a women would likely be more approachable simply because he's easier to talk to. There may also be a empathy factor involved here. Women would be able to empathize with a vulnerable man. Now while that gives him an edge in approachability, I would argue that it doesn't give him an edge in attractiveness simply because if it did, natural selection over the generations would've made men more inclined to cry. Which I think we all agree that men are significantly 'dryer' than women.
So why would women not want a vulnerable crying guy? Women still want someone to take care of them (notice I didn't say 'need'). So here's my tip to you guys -- a little bit of vulnerability will get you in the door but once inside, don't use up all her tissues. She still needs you to be the man so she has a shoulder to cry on.
(The Cure - Boys Don't Cry)
I think being vulnerable has a certain attractive quality to it but I can't seem to quantify exactly how much. The reason I ponder this is because I have a certain fear of showing vulnerability (how ironic is that?), which theoretically puts me at a disadvantage with my male peers when it comes to establishing a connection with the opposite sex.
A guy who is willing to show his vulnerability and open up to a women would likely be more approachable simply because he's easier to talk to. There may also be a empathy factor involved here. Women would be able to empathize with a vulnerable man. Now while that gives him an edge in approachability, I would argue that it doesn't give him an edge in attractiveness simply because if it did, natural selection over the generations would've made men more inclined to cry. Which I think we all agree that men are significantly 'dryer' than women.
So why would women not want a vulnerable crying guy? Women still want someone to take care of them (notice I didn't say 'need'). So here's my tip to you guys -- a little bit of vulnerability will get you in the door but once inside, don't use up all her tissues. She still needs you to be the man so she has a shoulder to cry on.
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
I can clearly see your/you're nuts.
(UB40 - Red Red Wine)
The one thing I love most about growing up is that less people depend on you to fix their problems. People no longer look for a solution but rather someone who will sympathize with them. When I was younger I was always looking for a soulmate. Which in retrospect was probably synonymous with "therapist". Someone who would fix me or at the very least, make me forget about my flaws. After you turn 30, you're less concerned about fixing but rather learning to cope better. Here's a little word of advice -- not everything can be fixed and not everyone cares to be your savior.
(UB40 - Red Red Wine)
The one thing I love most about growing up is that less people depend on you to fix their problems. People no longer look for a solution but rather someone who will sympathize with them. When I was younger I was always looking for a soulmate. Which in retrospect was probably synonymous with "therapist". Someone who would fix me or at the very least, make me forget about my flaws. After you turn 30, you're less concerned about fixing but rather learning to cope better. Here's a little word of advice -- not everything can be fixed and not everyone cares to be your savior.
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Just Dance...Gonna Be Ok.
(Oasis - Wonderwall)
I watched SYTYCD Canada tonight. I'm kinda addicted to SYTYCD. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because I secretly want to be a dancer. Even though I dance like everyone's watching....pointing and laughing. Maybe it's the music and creativity. Either way, it's entertaining to me. However, after watching Canada's version of this show, I've come to realize a few things.
a) I hate Emmanuel Sandhu. I don't think it's homophobia. He's obnoxious and pretentious. Everyone hates people like that!
b) Canadians are way too nice. I don't think the judges had one mean thing to say to the dancers. Even though half of the routines made me puke in my mouth a little.
c) I think I could choreograph some pretty fantastic dance. In fact, I've come up with my own dance. Actually it's more of a hybrid of two existing dances. I call it krumptemporary. It's part krumping, part contemporary. Contemporary krumping if you will. It weaves in and out of hard hitting moves to soft, sensual spins and turns. It's where chaos meets order. If you see or here of this in the streets, you know where you heard it first.
More on crying.
The keys to not crying...
1) Never put all your emotional eggs in one basket. That way when you drop one, it's not the end of the world.
2) Never put your emotional eggs in a basket to begin with. In fact, hide your emotional eggs. If people can't find the eggs, people won't drop them and people won't ask stupid questions about whether or not the Easter Bunny is real.
3) Whenever possible, trade in your emotional eggs for the occasional emotional ketchup burst. That's where you've bottled up your emotions for so long that they just explode on some unsuspecting poor soul. Some people may argue that keeping all that emotion inside is unhealthy. I argue those people are a bunch of crying sissies.
4) When you see other people cry, make sure you point at them and ask them what that liquid substance is that's coming out of their eyes. The more ashamed you make people feel about crying, the more ashamed you'll be the next time you have the urge to cry.
5) If you have to cry, make sure you wipe with your sleeve or borrow a tissue from someone else. Never break out your own tissue. It makes it seem as though you cry often, which you don't. In fact, you never cry. It was something in your eye.
(I'm not sure why I decided to number this list as opposed to lettering like the above. I'm random.)
I'm blogging like the Khiem circa 2004/2005. I'm pretty excited. So excited I might be a little horny. Talk nerdy to me baby!
(Oasis - Wonderwall)
I watched SYTYCD Canada tonight. I'm kinda addicted to SYTYCD. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because I secretly want to be a dancer. Even though I dance like everyone's watching....pointing and laughing. Maybe it's the music and creativity. Either way, it's entertaining to me. However, after watching Canada's version of this show, I've come to realize a few things.
a) I hate Emmanuel Sandhu. I don't think it's homophobia. He's obnoxious and pretentious. Everyone hates people like that!
b) Canadians are way too nice. I don't think the judges had one mean thing to say to the dancers. Even though half of the routines made me puke in my mouth a little.
c) I think I could choreograph some pretty fantastic dance. In fact, I've come up with my own dance. Actually it's more of a hybrid of two existing dances. I call it krumptemporary. It's part krumping, part contemporary. Contemporary krumping if you will. It weaves in and out of hard hitting moves to soft, sensual spins and turns. It's where chaos meets order. If you see or here of this in the streets, you know where you heard it first.
More on crying.
The keys to not crying...
1) Never put all your emotional eggs in one basket. That way when you drop one, it's not the end of the world.
2) Never put your emotional eggs in a basket to begin with. In fact, hide your emotional eggs. If people can't find the eggs, people won't drop them and people won't ask stupid questions about whether or not the Easter Bunny is real.
3) Whenever possible, trade in your emotional eggs for the occasional emotional ketchup burst. That's where you've bottled up your emotions for so long that they just explode on some unsuspecting poor soul. Some people may argue that keeping all that emotion inside is unhealthy. I argue those people are a bunch of crying sissies.
4) When you see other people cry, make sure you point at them and ask them what that liquid substance is that's coming out of their eyes. The more ashamed you make people feel about crying, the more ashamed you'll be the next time you have the urge to cry.
5) If you have to cry, make sure you wipe with your sleeve or borrow a tissue from someone else. Never break out your own tissue. It makes it seem as though you cry often, which you don't. In fact, you never cry. It was something in your eye.
(I'm not sure why I decided to number this list as opposed to lettering like the above. I'm random.)
I'm blogging like the Khiem circa 2004/2005. I'm pretty excited. So excited I might be a little horny. Talk nerdy to me baby!
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
Random Tidbits
(Neverending White Lights - The Grace)
I've lost 2 blackberries in the last 6 months. Both while wearing them on my belt clip and both while dancing at a club. So I've come up with a motto that will hopefully help keep me from losing my 3rd phone as well as help me keep my marriage going strong while I cruise the clubs.
Keep it in your pants!
Internet pickup line I came up with today.
"Hi, do you have a blog?...email me your url gurl!"
If she rejects you...you can always accuse her of being so Web 1.0. Oh snap! (I think I'm the only one that still says this. I am trapped in the 80's and I don't care.)
Speaking of 80's a friend of mine is having an 80's costume party in the next month. Do I go as a Miami Vice character or do I go dressed like an 80's rock band (e.g. Duran Duran)? So many good/bad costumes to choose from.
Wife pre-ordered Douglas Coupland's next book "Generation A" for me. Psyched! As you know, I'm a huge DC fan. What's your favourite DC quote?
Mine is probably a tie between...
"Destiny is what we work toward. The future doesn't exist yet. Fate is for losers." -- from Girlfriend in a Coma
or
"If you want to get close to somebody, you have to tell him or her something intimate about yourself. They'll tell you something intimate in return, and if you keep this going, maybe you'll end up in love." -- from Hey Nostradamus.
A few other good quotes...
"I'm trying to feel more well adjusted than I really am, which is, I guess, the human condition."
"I used to always think I had to have a reason to record my observations of the day, or even my emotions, but now I think simply being alive is more than enough reason."
I need to create a list of readable blogs to pass some of my idle time. Let me know if you're reading this and have your own blog I could return the favour.
(Neverending White Lights - The Grace)
I've lost 2 blackberries in the last 6 months. Both while wearing them on my belt clip and both while dancing at a club. So I've come up with a motto that will hopefully help keep me from losing my 3rd phone as well as help me keep my marriage going strong while I cruise the clubs.
Keep it in your pants!
Internet pickup line I came up with today.
"Hi, do you have a blog?...email me your url gurl!"
If she rejects you...you can always accuse her of being so Web 1.0. Oh snap! (I think I'm the only one that still says this. I am trapped in the 80's and I don't care.)
Speaking of 80's a friend of mine is having an 80's costume party in the next month. Do I go as a Miami Vice character or do I go dressed like an 80's rock band (e.g. Duran Duran)? So many good/bad costumes to choose from.
Wife pre-ordered Douglas Coupland's next book "Generation A" for me. Psyched! As you know, I'm a huge DC fan. What's your favourite DC quote?
Mine is probably a tie between...
"Destiny is what we work toward. The future doesn't exist yet. Fate is for losers." -- from Girlfriend in a Coma
or
"If you want to get close to somebody, you have to tell him or her something intimate about yourself. They'll tell you something intimate in return, and if you keep this going, maybe you'll end up in love." -- from Hey Nostradamus.
A few other good quotes...
"I'm trying to feel more well adjusted than I really am, which is, I guess, the human condition."
"I used to always think I had to have a reason to record my observations of the day, or even my emotions, but now I think simply being alive is more than enough reason."
I need to create a list of readable blogs to pass some of my idle time. Let me know if you're reading this and have your own blog I could return the favour.
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