What happened to prevention was better than cure?

Read in an article today of a Mexican man that was grossly overweight and was considered to the one of the heaviest man in the world. He's 40 years old and weighs 86 stones (dunno how much that is but you should see his picture). Apparently he has appealed to the doctors to reduce weight, cos he does not want to die. "If they can operate on my stomach, then ... listen, I am not afraid of dying, we were born to die," he said. "But I'm afraid to die without trying. That, yes, I am frightened of."

The statement the man made really set me thinking. I was pretty much brought up in a culture of prevention is better than cure. If you want to lose weight, you watch what you eat and you diet. If you don't want to fall sick, then you take care of your health, if you don't want to come to a point where you don't have money, then you save! But soemhow it seems that culture has changed. It has become somewhat of a passive attitude towards life and of self.

This man chooses not to watch his diet and he claims he's afraid of dying. Sheesh, you would think that if he really was, then he would not be in this state. People today are very good at copping out. When they face a problem, its usually the easy way out. If they are having a hard time at work, they quit and change jobs. When a task is too hard, they give up. Perseverance is no longer a virtue, its virtually dead.

On a morbid note, for those who have caught the movie "Saw and Saw II", the plot of the movie is about a psycho who places peoples in situations where they have to do something in order to live, it can be painful and self-mutilating, but if they go through it, they will survive. The lesson he was trying to teach those people to appreciate life, and only when they are about to lose it, do they realise its preciousness. Scary thought, but its true isn't it?

How would you live your life if you knew you had a couple more months to life? Would it be any different now? If yes, why? Let's endeavour to live life to the fullest.

The thing about instant noodles

Our society today in general can be described as an instant society. Where culture follows the same principles of instant noodles. Everything needs to be fast, instant. The buzz word is efficiency. Needless to say, I'm pretty much caught up in that same kind of mentality. Gone are the days of wasting time, sitting about doing nothing or waiting for something to happen. Its all about planning and thinking ahead nowadays.

The past couple of days have been "tough" for me as I had to resort to taking public transport. My car was involved in an accident with a particular wall. The wall escaped pretty much unscathe, my car unfortuantely was not so well off. A bus ride home took me more than an hour. Changed buses twice just to get home. But the thing was that during the ride, I had so much more time to do thing about stuff than usual and that was a break. I could day dream (something which I used to do so much more) and sit back and relax, watching the world go by and how having to worry about the traffic. If I was tired, I could just take twenty winks and not worry abotu hitting the car in front. Ah the life...

Well, I got my car back yesterday. And even as I'm reminded of what I've lost, its ironical because of the time I've gained because I can do so much more with the car, but at the same time, all the personal time that I've lost. Determined to reclaim my lost time.

Here we go again...

Its that time of the year when new projects starts and all that stress of meeting deadlines again. Somehow time has passed by and its already the 5th year I'm going through this phase. I worked till late yeaterday and left the office around 8pm.

Took my usual route which required me to make a U-turn before I can head home. After the U-turn, I will come across a traffic crossing after which is a bus-stop. I passed by the bus-stop yesterday. It was raining and the place was dark. I remember standing there with my umbrella waiting to take bus 100 to Shenton Way and then 196 home.

The journey usually took 45 minutes and by the time I got home, it would be almost 9pm. Now, I can head home regarless of the rain and can be back in 20 minutes. Counting my blessings.

Random Ramblings

Did you know that smells can trigger memories? Well, they do for me and offhandedly there are 3 smells that will always trigger mine.

1) The rain - triggers my memory of my grandmother
2) Fresh plastered cement - triggers my memory of my time in primary school
3) Head & Shoulders - my ex.

Refined by fire

Apologies. I know that I have been MIA for like the longest time. December has come and gone. Usually the busiest time of the year, friends returning home from overseas and catching up with them already takes up so much time. No to mention the festive mood with all the parties and activities goign on, its good to finally be able to sit down and take a breather. 2005 has come and gone and 2006 is here!

Looking back, 2005 was fraught with much pain. Many changes took place, many heartaches and most of all, many experiences that I had to endure. But that's it isn't it? Its all about refinement. Its a changing of norms. No one likes change, we all like to be status quo.

Change only comes about from an external source. Imagine, what changes a dirty piece of carbon in to a brilliant diamond? Pressure, a great deal of it. Well, I'm no diamond (yet) but I look forward to the day when I become perfect. Its a process and I look forward to more change this year...

New Beginnings

Yeap, 2005 has come and gone. New beginnings yet again. Belated wishes for a blessed Christmas and a even more blessed New Year.