I feel like shattering
In a closed mind, whispering
I need your personal counseling
To stop this inner whining
Since that day when everything was dark
The thing that died, the minds that stark
I can't see through his eye
Of what was coming, live and let die
I thought I knew
What is in your heart
I need no assuring
Of all that's killing me
Tell me what to do
When everywhere I turn, it's you
Dawn and dusk, feel like bleach
Where do you go when the tires screech
I can't see through your mind
Of what was dying and what to find
I left you by the road
I see you as you choke
I feel your soul hover on top
When silence is a full stop.
November 22, 2009
November 20, 2009
I Love To Stare At Your Boobs, Because It Makes Me Healthy.
I remembered, when I first came to this university, I was amazed at all its greatness - the almighty Chancellor Complex (oh yeah, admit it, it always looks cool the first time you encountered it), the beautiful scenery, the name and reputation itself and God knows what else. I remembered the first time I stepped into the legendary old Village 5 (now Village 6, eww, so not cool) and I remembered the very scent of cleanliness and the Sunsilk shampoo that I used back then. I remembered those days where I spent my early weekend mornings time playing Age of Mythology: The Titans Expansion and played football at the small opening right in front of my block (the Propana block).
Everything was so nice, so great, and so cool.
A few years had passed since. Now I only see the rubbish at the sides of the road, the cleaners sitting in a garden, chatting during their leisure time, and the sight of lecturers walking down the old building where I used to attend English 2 classes.
But has the university changed? Maybe just a little renovation here and there, but overall no.
The same with people.
When you spend two, three or forty years together, you will see that the diamonds actually didn't shine that good like when you first see them.
It is not advisable to tell someone that they have changed.
It is not them. It is not us, as well. It is the space and time we are in.
It's like driving in a car, on a way to Penang. The first few minutes, all the trees would look so perfect. Then, a few hours pass, you would have puked at the sight of those green creatures.
So I learned not to be so judgmental. If there is something I want to judge after all, it is the space and time. I can't blame the toothbrush when I no longer felt the same feeling like when I first brushed my teeth on my own. I can't blame myself either for growing up.
Ah, pardon this old man's thinking once in a while.
Everything was so nice, so great, and so cool.
A few years had passed since. Now I only see the rubbish at the sides of the road, the cleaners sitting in a garden, chatting during their leisure time, and the sight of lecturers walking down the old building where I used to attend English 2 classes.
But has the university changed? Maybe just a little renovation here and there, but overall no.
The same with people.
When you spend two, three or forty years together, you will see that the diamonds actually didn't shine that good like when you first see them.
It is not advisable to tell someone that they have changed.
It is not them. It is not us, as well. It is the space and time we are in.
It's like driving in a car, on a way to Penang. The first few minutes, all the trees would look so perfect. Then, a few hours pass, you would have puked at the sight of those green creatures.
So I learned not to be so judgmental. If there is something I want to judge after all, it is the space and time. I can't blame the toothbrush when I no longer felt the same feeling like when I first brushed my teeth on my own. I can't blame myself either for growing up.
Ah, pardon this old man's thinking once in a while.
I Will Follow You Into The Dark.
When we sleep, our brain goes through many phases - particularly the relaxation phase, Stage 1 sleep, Stage 2 sleep, Stage 3 sleep, Stage 4 sleep and then the REM (Rapid Eye Movement) sleep.
When we dream, it is usually happening at the REM stage of sleep. Dreams occurred during this period will be more vivid and occasionally, people will remember them, either as clear as day or just not so bright, blurry pieces.
I had just woke up from an REM dream. That explains why I am capable of writing this now. This is because during the REM phase, our brain functions just like when we are awake. Thus, it can be concluded that if we woke up in the middle of the phase, we would not feel dreamy or dizzy or lazy or whatever else. Those feelings come afterwards.
Anyway, I'd rather jot this down, or else I would be forgetting it later.
The dream was indeed very vivid. Me and my girlfriend went to this weird place. It was like a park, an abandoned one to be exact. Yet, we went there with a group of young people, maybe 20 or so (the quantity, not the age). Well, we spent time there, chatting and walking until the sky turned dark. Eventually it rained later, but both of us did not get wet.
And then we hung around somewhere and waited until the rain stopped. And I cannot recall what actually happened, but soon after we were walking home separately and she kept texting angry and mocking words to me. When I got home, it rained again, this time so heavily, that when I called her and tried to say I was sorry, she could not hear any of the words I said.
And then... poof. Here I am.
Have you ever had those experiences where you were dreaming and such, and the next minute you were awake, completely blank, vulnerable, and the only thing in your mind was the subject in your dreams? Well, now I do.
I hope she is sleeping well. Tell her I loved her and I missed her.
When we dream, it is usually happening at the REM stage of sleep. Dreams occurred during this period will be more vivid and occasionally, people will remember them, either as clear as day or just not so bright, blurry pieces.
I had just woke up from an REM dream. That explains why I am capable of writing this now. This is because during the REM phase, our brain functions just like when we are awake. Thus, it can be concluded that if we woke up in the middle of the phase, we would not feel dreamy or dizzy or lazy or whatever else. Those feelings come afterwards.
Anyway, I'd rather jot this down, or else I would be forgetting it later.
The dream was indeed very vivid. Me and my girlfriend went to this weird place. It was like a park, an abandoned one to be exact. Yet, we went there with a group of young people, maybe 20 or so (the quantity, not the age). Well, we spent time there, chatting and walking until the sky turned dark. Eventually it rained later, but both of us did not get wet.
And then we hung around somewhere and waited until the rain stopped. And I cannot recall what actually happened, but soon after we were walking home separately and she kept texting angry and mocking words to me. When I got home, it rained again, this time so heavily, that when I called her and tried to say I was sorry, she could not hear any of the words I said.
And then... poof. Here I am.
Have you ever had those experiences where you were dreaming and such, and the next minute you were awake, completely blank, vulnerable, and the only thing in your mind was the subject in your dreams? Well, now I do.
I hope she is sleeping well. Tell her I loved her and I missed her.
November 15, 2009
Discovery Channel.
I just came back from my Structural Geology final exam (yeah, you know, that subject that teaches women cleavages) and I discovered something amazing.
Last night, I was busy studying and memorizing everything and whatsnot. At the same time, I was listening to a song suggested by one of my friends. It's called OK Go - A Million Ways. Eventually, I kept repeating the song all the way, until I didn't feel like reading anymore, and I went to sleep.
Just now, during the examination, I had a mental block. I couldn't remember one of the things that needed answering. I was like, 'damn, I've read this a few hours ago, and now I just can't remember it.'
Out of the blue, I started humming the OK Go song. As the song played in my head, I noticed that the memory came slowly, step by step, and I felt as if my brain was vibrating.
And there, the answer's right in front of me. Without wasting anymore time, I wrote them down, and I even added a few extra points (just to make sure that no marks were deducted if I missed something).
So I guess, by humming the song that I listened to during the studying period, I am slowly regenerating the moment and the environment, and also the things that I did and all the things that I remembered during the process. And that really fucking helped me.
Haha. I guess maybe it was just pure luck, or maybe my brain had just started functioning. Either way, the song seemed like a catalyst or a factor for my brain to recall the images and the information kept inside those thick folders of an entire semester of Structural Geology.
Okay, next paper!
Last night, I was busy studying and memorizing everything and whatsnot. At the same time, I was listening to a song suggested by one of my friends. It's called OK Go - A Million Ways. Eventually, I kept repeating the song all the way, until I didn't feel like reading anymore, and I went to sleep.
Just now, during the examination, I had a mental block. I couldn't remember one of the things that needed answering. I was like, 'damn, I've read this a few hours ago, and now I just can't remember it.'
Out of the blue, I started humming the OK Go song. As the song played in my head, I noticed that the memory came slowly, step by step, and I felt as if my brain was vibrating.
And there, the answer's right in front of me. Without wasting anymore time, I wrote them down, and I even added a few extra points (just to make sure that no marks were deducted if I missed something).
So I guess, by humming the song that I listened to during the studying period, I am slowly regenerating the moment and the environment, and also the things that I did and all the things that I remembered during the process. And that really fucking helped me.
Haha. I guess maybe it was just pure luck, or maybe my brain had just started functioning. Either way, the song seemed like a catalyst or a factor for my brain to recall the images and the information kept inside those thick folders of an entire semester of Structural Geology.
Okay, next paper!
November 13, 2009
Perempuan Celaka.
Ke hadapan Cik Bijak Pandai.
Apa khabar? Tengah buat apa tu? Study eh. Baguslah. Study tu kan satu aktiviti yang sangat bagus. Menimba ilmu itu dituntut oleh agama kita. Eh. Kita ni sama agama ke? Mungkin lah agaknya. Kenapa saya cakap macam tu? Nanti saya jelaskan.
Sebenarnya, tujuan saya menulis surat ini adalah untuk menzahirkan perasaan jijik dan benci terhadap anda. Saya sebagai seorang lelaki berasa tidak sampai hati untuk berkata sebegini secara face to face, kerana anda seorang perempuan, dan satu lagi sebab adalah kalau saya cakap depan anda pun, bukannya anda nak dengar kan. Biasalah dasar perempuan bodoh celaka.
Begini, saya tak pernah kisah pun kalau anda seorang yang bijak pandai ke, alim ulama ke, menjaga pertuturan ke, sebab bukan anda pun yang akan tolong saya dunia akhirat. Tapi bila saya dengar kisah-kisah daripada rakan saya yang terkilan kerana sifat anda yang celaka itu, saya tidak dapat tidak berasa geram dan jijik terhadap kelakuan anda.
Pernah tak dengar ayat 'kita harus lah berlumba-lumba mengejar kejayaan'? Saya rasa anda sudah guna ayat tu sebagai motto hidup, ataupun lagi hebat ayat tersebut sudah menjadi Tuhan anda. Anda sudah terlalu obses dengan perlumbaan dalam mengejar kejayaan, sehingga anda tidak senang apabila ada orang yang lagi bijak daripada anda. Kalau boleh, anda nak jadi yang terhebat. Anda nak mengalahkan segala makhluk lain. Kalau suruh saya komen sendiri, saya akan kata anda kadang-kadang sudah ingin menjadi Tuhan.
Celaka! Ya, anda memang celaka. Anda perempuan dan saya patut berlembut apabila memberi komen tentang kelakuan anda? Apa saya kisah. Saya benci dengan komen-komen racist yang meletakkan taraf lelaki dan perempuan di lain-lain tempat, tinggi mahupun rendah. Menjadi orang yang berilmu memang bagus, tapi kalau anda kedekut dengan ilmu itu anda sudah menjadi seorang yang sangat bodoh.
Anda berpotensi menjadi manusia paling bodoh di dunia ni. Ironik, kan? Anda mahu jadi paling pandai, tapi sebaliknya pula yang jadi akhirnya.
Apa saya kisah kalau anda terbaca entri ini. Lagi saya suka, sebab nanti anda tak akan bertegur sapa dengan saya dalam kelas. Saya tak akan membazirkan masa saya bercakap dengan orang yang bodoh dan celaka dan memang nak kena caci-maki saya.
Kalau ikutkan hati saya memang saya nak sembahyang hajat, minta doa supaya anda akan mati cepat supaya berkuranglah bilangan manusia yang bodoh macam anda di atas dunia ni, tapi agama saya melarang saya daripada mendoakan sesuatu yang buruk terhadap orang lain. Jadi saya tak akan doa apa-apa. Tapi saya mahu menyuarakan pandangan saya terhadap kelakuan anda yang sangat keji dan jijik itu - anda patut berasa malu dengan diri anda.
Sekian sahaja, saya sudah malas. Saya nak sambung belajar kerana final exam saya masih belum habis lagi. Tinggal beberapa hari lagi. Terima kasih kerana meluangkan masa.
Yang ikhlas dan membenci anda dan golongan-golongan yang sejenis dengan anda,
Mohd Gheffroysanie Abdul Ghafar.
ps: The brightest flame burns quickest.
Apa khabar? Tengah buat apa tu? Study eh. Baguslah. Study tu kan satu aktiviti yang sangat bagus. Menimba ilmu itu dituntut oleh agama kita. Eh. Kita ni sama agama ke? Mungkin lah agaknya. Kenapa saya cakap macam tu? Nanti saya jelaskan.
Sebenarnya, tujuan saya menulis surat ini adalah untuk menzahirkan perasaan jijik dan benci terhadap anda. Saya sebagai seorang lelaki berasa tidak sampai hati untuk berkata sebegini secara face to face, kerana anda seorang perempuan, dan satu lagi sebab adalah kalau saya cakap depan anda pun, bukannya anda nak dengar kan. Biasalah dasar perempuan bodoh celaka.
Begini, saya tak pernah kisah pun kalau anda seorang yang bijak pandai ke, alim ulama ke, menjaga pertuturan ke, sebab bukan anda pun yang akan tolong saya dunia akhirat. Tapi bila saya dengar kisah-kisah daripada rakan saya yang terkilan kerana sifat anda yang celaka itu, saya tidak dapat tidak berasa geram dan jijik terhadap kelakuan anda.
Pernah tak dengar ayat 'kita harus lah berlumba-lumba mengejar kejayaan'? Saya rasa anda sudah guna ayat tu sebagai motto hidup, ataupun lagi hebat ayat tersebut sudah menjadi Tuhan anda. Anda sudah terlalu obses dengan perlumbaan dalam mengejar kejayaan, sehingga anda tidak senang apabila ada orang yang lagi bijak daripada anda. Kalau boleh, anda nak jadi yang terhebat. Anda nak mengalahkan segala makhluk lain. Kalau suruh saya komen sendiri, saya akan kata anda kadang-kadang sudah ingin menjadi Tuhan.
Celaka! Ya, anda memang celaka. Anda perempuan dan saya patut berlembut apabila memberi komen tentang kelakuan anda? Apa saya kisah. Saya benci dengan komen-komen racist yang meletakkan taraf lelaki dan perempuan di lain-lain tempat, tinggi mahupun rendah. Menjadi orang yang berilmu memang bagus, tapi kalau anda kedekut dengan ilmu itu anda sudah menjadi seorang yang sangat bodoh.
Anda berpotensi menjadi manusia paling bodoh di dunia ni. Ironik, kan? Anda mahu jadi paling pandai, tapi sebaliknya pula yang jadi akhirnya.
Apa saya kisah kalau anda terbaca entri ini. Lagi saya suka, sebab nanti anda tak akan bertegur sapa dengan saya dalam kelas. Saya tak akan membazirkan masa saya bercakap dengan orang yang bodoh dan celaka dan memang nak kena caci-maki saya.
Kalau ikutkan hati saya memang saya nak sembahyang hajat, minta doa supaya anda akan mati cepat supaya berkuranglah bilangan manusia yang bodoh macam anda di atas dunia ni, tapi agama saya melarang saya daripada mendoakan sesuatu yang buruk terhadap orang lain. Jadi saya tak akan doa apa-apa. Tapi saya mahu menyuarakan pandangan saya terhadap kelakuan anda yang sangat keji dan jijik itu - anda patut berasa malu dengan diri anda.
Sekian sahaja, saya sudah malas. Saya nak sambung belajar kerana final exam saya masih belum habis lagi. Tinggal beberapa hari lagi. Terima kasih kerana meluangkan masa.
Yang ikhlas dan membenci anda dan golongan-golongan yang sejenis dengan anda,
Mohd Gheffroysanie Abdul Ghafar.
ps: The brightest flame burns quickest.
November 10, 2009
Obedient Obsidian.
Okay, start buat list untuk aktiviti selepas final exam.
1. Main gitar
Alah, macam lah hari-hari tak main gitar... No no no. Ya, hari-hari memang saya main gitar, tapi selepas final exam barulah boleh focus betul-betul kat permainan gitar. Contohnya mencari sound yang betul, mencari effects yang betul, belajar cara picking, cara tukar chord dengan sempurna, posisi fingering yang betul dan sebagainya.
2. Buat lagu
Eh, ini bukan buat lagu untuk masuk Juara Lagu ataupun Hitz Top 30. Ini saja-saja nak isi masa, lagi satu boleh belajar cara buat lagu. Dah banyak artikel pasal songwriting yang dah baca, tapi belum boleh praktikkan. So lepas habis final exam nanti boleh la buat tanpa ada kebimbangan pasal benda-benda lain.
3. Surf internet
Ini pun memang hari-hari saya buat, tapi kali ni boleh la baca artikel-artikel kat Wikipedia dan bermacam lagi source yang boleh menambahkan ilmu pengetahuan tentang segala macam benda. Heh, yang belajar kat kelas tu semua tipu je. Lepas habis final exam, dah. Ini untuk kehidupan, untuk guna pakai sepanjang masa sampai saya mati.
4. Menonton movie
Oh, bukan kat cinema tu ya. (Kalau kat cinema pun okay juga, tapi bila ada orang ajak lah.) Ni tengok movie kat bilik je. Download segala macam movie yang best, lepas tu tengok satu-satu sampai muntah. Gerenti layan.
Okay seterusnya, untuk aktiviti bila balik rumah nanti. (Di rumah nanti, point-point di atas masih akan dipraktikkan, kecuali nombor 3. Rumah saya tak ada internet lah.)
5. Ambil lesen memandu kereta
Dah banyak kali bawak kereta kat UTP ni, siap pernah bawak pergi KL, pergi Penang, pergi mana lagi entah. Tapi lesen tak ada lagi. Jadi untuk mengelakkan masalah menimbun nanti (road block, kena kejar polis, bebelan parents/rakan sebaya/girlfriend) maka saya perlu mengambil lesen. Harapnya duit cukup dan masa terluang ada.
6. Perform kat KL
Ada orang ajak main keroncong kat kenduri kahwin. Wow! Boleh belajar lagi. Dan boleh melepak-lepak bersama rakan-rakan yang dah lama tak lepak sama-sama. Enough said.
7. Pergi Rock The World 9
Sudah ada teaser RTW9 di Facebook dan blog orang ramai. Tiket pun tak adalah mahal sangat, jadi kiranya boleh kalau nak pergi. Dah la buat kat Sunway Lagoon. Boleh pergi tengok band-band tempatan perform, dan boleh belajar banyak benda lagi pasal sound.
8. Pergi field trip
Tarikh dah set. Lecturer pun dah kata on. Jadi seminggu lebih nanti akan dihabiskan dengan merantau satu Malaysia tengok batu-batu dan struktur-struktur yang tak pernah orang kisah pun kewujudannya. Bab berjalan-jalan tu agak seronok lah.
9. Lepak kat rumah, buat hal sendiri, tutup mata pada dunia
Selain daripada yang telah disebut di atas, saya tak akan keluar rumah. Saya nak berehat di rumah dan tidur dan tengok TV dan tolong emak saya basuh pinggan, basuh baju, masak dan sebagainya. Saya pun nak bermain-main dengan kucing-kucing kesayangan saya kerana saya kempunan nak bermesra-mesra dengan kucing kat UTP. Saya terpaksa menghalau dan menolak mereka dengan kaki ketika di sini, sampai kucing-kucing kat sini dah tak mesra dengan saya. Mereka ingat saya pembenci kucing. Kesian saya.
Itulah lebih kurang perkara-perkara yang akan dibuat nanti. Tertakluk kepada perubahan yang disebabkan faktor cuaca dan pengaruh rakan sebaya. Sekian terima kasih. :)
1. Main gitar
Alah, macam lah hari-hari tak main gitar... No no no. Ya, hari-hari memang saya main gitar, tapi selepas final exam barulah boleh focus betul-betul kat permainan gitar. Contohnya mencari sound yang betul, mencari effects yang betul, belajar cara picking, cara tukar chord dengan sempurna, posisi fingering yang betul dan sebagainya.
2. Buat lagu
Eh, ini bukan buat lagu untuk masuk Juara Lagu ataupun Hitz Top 30. Ini saja-saja nak isi masa, lagi satu boleh belajar cara buat lagu. Dah banyak artikel pasal songwriting yang dah baca, tapi belum boleh praktikkan. So lepas habis final exam nanti boleh la buat tanpa ada kebimbangan pasal benda-benda lain.
3. Surf internet
Ini pun memang hari-hari saya buat, tapi kali ni boleh la baca artikel-artikel kat Wikipedia dan bermacam lagi source yang boleh menambahkan ilmu pengetahuan tentang segala macam benda. Heh, yang belajar kat kelas tu semua tipu je. Lepas habis final exam, dah. Ini untuk kehidupan, untuk guna pakai sepanjang masa sampai saya mati.
4. Menonton movie
Oh, bukan kat cinema tu ya. (Kalau kat cinema pun okay juga, tapi bila ada orang ajak lah.) Ni tengok movie kat bilik je. Download segala macam movie yang best, lepas tu tengok satu-satu sampai muntah. Gerenti layan.
Okay seterusnya, untuk aktiviti bila balik rumah nanti. (Di rumah nanti, point-point di atas masih akan dipraktikkan, kecuali nombor 3. Rumah saya tak ada internet lah.)
5. Ambil lesen memandu kereta
Dah banyak kali bawak kereta kat UTP ni, siap pernah bawak pergi KL, pergi Penang, pergi mana lagi entah. Tapi lesen tak ada lagi. Jadi untuk mengelakkan masalah menimbun nanti (road block, kena kejar polis, bebelan parents/rakan sebaya/girlfriend) maka saya perlu mengambil lesen. Harapnya duit cukup dan masa terluang ada.
6. Perform kat KL
Ada orang ajak main keroncong kat kenduri kahwin. Wow! Boleh belajar lagi. Dan boleh melepak-lepak bersama rakan-rakan yang dah lama tak lepak sama-sama. Enough said.
7. Pergi Rock The World 9
Sudah ada teaser RTW9 di Facebook dan blog orang ramai. Tiket pun tak adalah mahal sangat, jadi kiranya boleh kalau nak pergi. Dah la buat kat Sunway Lagoon. Boleh pergi tengok band-band tempatan perform, dan boleh belajar banyak benda lagi pasal sound.
8. Pergi field trip
Tarikh dah set. Lecturer pun dah kata on. Jadi seminggu lebih nanti akan dihabiskan dengan merantau satu Malaysia tengok batu-batu dan struktur-struktur yang tak pernah orang kisah pun kewujudannya. Bab berjalan-jalan tu agak seronok lah.
9. Lepak kat rumah, buat hal sendiri, tutup mata pada dunia
Selain daripada yang telah disebut di atas, saya tak akan keluar rumah. Saya nak berehat di rumah dan tidur dan tengok TV dan tolong emak saya basuh pinggan, basuh baju, masak dan sebagainya. Saya pun nak bermain-main dengan kucing-kucing kesayangan saya kerana saya kempunan nak bermesra-mesra dengan kucing kat UTP. Saya terpaksa menghalau dan menolak mereka dengan kaki ketika di sini, sampai kucing-kucing kat sini dah tak mesra dengan saya. Mereka ingat saya pembenci kucing. Kesian saya.
Itulah lebih kurang perkara-perkara yang akan dibuat nanti. Tertakluk kepada perubahan yang disebabkan faktor cuaca dan pengaruh rakan sebaya. Sekian terima kasih. :)
November 5, 2009
macamsayakisah.
Macam saya kisah, bila:
- awak kata saya tak ada taste.
- awak kata saya tak ada rupa.
- awak kata saya tak tau buat keputusan.
- awak kata awak lagi handsome daripada saya.
- awak kata saya bodoh, tak ada masa depan.
- awak kata saya otak kuning.
- awak kata saya nafsu liar.
- awak kata saya berlagak pandai.
- awak kata saya sombong.
- awak kata saya ketinggalan zaman.
- awak rasa saya tak layak jadi kawan/boyfriend awak.
- awak rasa benci dengan saya.
- awak rasa bengang dengan saya.
- awak melancap bila teringatkan saya.
- awak rasa awak dah jatuh cinta kat saya.
- awak sanggup korbankan nyawa demi saya.
Duh, pergilah layan lagu Limp Bizkit ke, sembahyang tahajud ke. Barulah berfaedah sikit.
- awak kata saya tak ada taste.
- awak kata saya tak ada rupa.
- awak kata saya tak tau buat keputusan.
- awak kata awak lagi handsome daripada saya.
- awak kata saya bodoh, tak ada masa depan.
- awak kata saya otak kuning.
- awak kata saya nafsu liar.
- awak kata saya berlagak pandai.
- awak kata saya sombong.
- awak kata saya ketinggalan zaman.
- awak rasa saya tak layak jadi kawan/boyfriend awak.
- awak rasa benci dengan saya.
- awak rasa bengang dengan saya.
- awak melancap bila teringatkan saya.
- awak rasa awak dah jatuh cinta kat saya.
- awak sanggup korbankan nyawa demi saya.
Duh, pergilah layan lagu Limp Bizkit ke, sembahyang tahajud ke. Barulah berfaedah sikit.
November 3, 2009
Petroleum Geosciences.
Do you want to know what we PG students actually learn in our curriculum? Well, here's one of them.
"Structural Geology"
Structural geology deals with formations (i.e. shape, size, orientation). One of the chapters is called
Lecture #13: Cleavage
Ha. What a nice way to start a chapter. Well, from what I know, cleavage is:
"Cleavage is the cleft between a woman's breasts lying over the sternum revealed by a garment with a low neckline. It is associated with low-cut women's clothing, such as evening gowns, swimwear, casual tops and other garments, designed to emphasize the display of breasts."
Okay. So let's begin our learning process.
What is cleavage, really? No, I mean, I understand the sentence above, but I can't really figure it out. As they always say, a picture speaks a thousand words, so a picture of cleavage would really help our innocent students.
Figure 1: Denise Milani in a nurse outfit, revealing her cleavage.
Alright, alright... save your fantasies later. The cleavage is the curved imaginary line at the middle between the two breasts. The line doesn't actually exist, but we tend to see it since it is actually a projection in between two (large) breasts.
Okay, having fun, students?
Let's move on.
What is the history regarding cleavage?
In European society, décolletage (a cleavage produced by a low-cut neckline that exposes the neck, shoulders and parts of the breasts, but not the nipple) was often displayed in the dress of the late Middle Ages. This continued through the Victorian period. Corsets that enhance the cleavage were introduced in the mid 16th century. By the late 18th century these cleavage enhancing corsets grew more dramatic in pushing the breasts upwards. It is a feature of the evening gown, leotard, and bikini, among other fashions.
In the French Enlightenment, there was a debate as to whether a woman's breasts were merely a sensual enticement or rather a natural gift to be offered from mother to child.
In Moissy's play The True Mother, the title character rebukes her husband for treating her merely an object for his sexual gratification: "Are your senses so gross as to look on these breasts – the respectable treasures of nature – as merely an embellishment, destined to ornament the chest of women?"
Nearly a century later, also in France, a man from the provinces who attended a Court ball at the Tuilleries in Paris in 1855 was deeply shocked by the décolleté dresses and is said to have exclaimed in disgust: "I haven't seen anything like that since I was weaned!"
Figure 2: Marilyn Monroe in "Some Like It Hot".
For ordinary wear, high collars were, however, the norm for many years. When it became fashionable, around 1913, for dresses to be worn with a modest round or V-shaped neckline, this nonetheless deeply shocked clergymen all over the world. In the German Empire, all of the Roman Catholic bishops joined in issuing a pastoral letter attacking modern fashions. Fashions became more restrained in terms of décolletage, while exposure of the leg became more permitted in Western societies, during World War I and remained so for nearly half a century. From the 1960s onward, however, changing social mores allowed a greater display of cleavage in films, on television, and in everyday life.
Lingerie has long been designed to emphasize cleavage. The tight lacing of corsets worn in the 19th and early 20th centuries emphasized both cleavage and the size of the bust and hips. Ball or evening gowns especially were designed to display and emphasize the décolletage. More recently, after corsets became unfashionable, brassieres and padding have served to project, display and emphasize the breasts, as has breast augmentation surgery.
What is interesting is that, British zoologist and ethologist Desmond Morris theorizes that cleavage is a sexual signal that imitates the image of the cleft between the buttocks, which according to Morris in The Naked Ape is also unique to humans, other primates as a rule having much flatter buttocks.
Haha! Imagine that. The original cleavage is actually the buttocks' cleft. Women all around the world show their cleavage so that they can imitate the sexual signal of the buttocks' cleft (well, without them knowing about it, since revealing cleavage has been a popular culture, thanks to the Western world).
Evolutionary psychologists also theorize that humans' permanently enlarged breasts, in contrast to other primates' breasts, which only enlarge during ovulation, allowed females to "solicit male attention and investment even when they are not really fertile".
Oh, damn you ample-breasted women. You're such big liars. (pardon the pun)
Well, here's another interesting quote:
"I interviewed a young anthropologist working with women in Mali, in a country in Africa where women go around with bare breasts. They're always feeding their babies. And when she told them that in our culture men are fascinated with breasts there was an instant of shock. The women burst out laughing. They laughed so hard, they fell on the floor. They said, 'You mean, men act like babies?'"
- Carolyn Latteier, Breasts, the women's perspective on an American obsession
So there you go, a little exploration of the unique creation called cleavage. Whether you like it or not, guys and girls, it is still and will always be there until the end of the world. So enjoy while you still can.
Cheers.
"Structural Geology"
Structural geology deals with formations (i.e. shape, size, orientation). One of the chapters is called
Lecture #13: Cleavage
Ha. What a nice way to start a chapter. Well, from what I know, cleavage is:
"Cleavage is the cleft between a woman's breasts lying over the sternum revealed by a garment with a low neckline. It is associated with low-cut women's clothing, such as evening gowns, swimwear, casual tops and other garments, designed to emphasize the display of breasts."
Okay. So let's begin our learning process.
What is cleavage, really? No, I mean, I understand the sentence above, but I can't really figure it out. As they always say, a picture speaks a thousand words, so a picture of cleavage would really help our innocent students.
Figure 1: Denise Milani in a nurse outfit, revealing her cleavage.Alright, alright... save your fantasies later. The cleavage is the curved imaginary line at the middle between the two breasts. The line doesn't actually exist, but we tend to see it since it is actually a projection in between two (large) breasts.
Okay, having fun, students?
Let's move on.
What is the history regarding cleavage?
In European society, décolletage (a cleavage produced by a low-cut neckline that exposes the neck, shoulders and parts of the breasts, but not the nipple) was often displayed in the dress of the late Middle Ages. This continued through the Victorian period. Corsets that enhance the cleavage were introduced in the mid 16th century. By the late 18th century these cleavage enhancing corsets grew more dramatic in pushing the breasts upwards. It is a feature of the evening gown, leotard, and bikini, among other fashions.
In the French Enlightenment, there was a debate as to whether a woman's breasts were merely a sensual enticement or rather a natural gift to be offered from mother to child.
In Moissy's play The True Mother, the title character rebukes her husband for treating her merely an object for his sexual gratification: "Are your senses so gross as to look on these breasts – the respectable treasures of nature – as merely an embellishment, destined to ornament the chest of women?"
Nearly a century later, also in France, a man from the provinces who attended a Court ball at the Tuilleries in Paris in 1855 was deeply shocked by the décolleté dresses and is said to have exclaimed in disgust: "I haven't seen anything like that since I was weaned!"
Figure 2: Marilyn Monroe in "Some Like It Hot".For ordinary wear, high collars were, however, the norm for many years. When it became fashionable, around 1913, for dresses to be worn with a modest round or V-shaped neckline, this nonetheless deeply shocked clergymen all over the world. In the German Empire, all of the Roman Catholic bishops joined in issuing a pastoral letter attacking modern fashions. Fashions became more restrained in terms of décolletage, while exposure of the leg became more permitted in Western societies, during World War I and remained so for nearly half a century. From the 1960s onward, however, changing social mores allowed a greater display of cleavage in films, on television, and in everyday life.
Lingerie has long been designed to emphasize cleavage. The tight lacing of corsets worn in the 19th and early 20th centuries emphasized both cleavage and the size of the bust and hips. Ball or evening gowns especially were designed to display and emphasize the décolletage. More recently, after corsets became unfashionable, brassieres and padding have served to project, display and emphasize the breasts, as has breast augmentation surgery.
What is interesting is that, British zoologist and ethologist Desmond Morris theorizes that cleavage is a sexual signal that imitates the image of the cleft between the buttocks, which according to Morris in The Naked Ape is also unique to humans, other primates as a rule having much flatter buttocks.
Haha! Imagine that. The original cleavage is actually the buttocks' cleft. Women all around the world show their cleavage so that they can imitate the sexual signal of the buttocks' cleft (well, without them knowing about it, since revealing cleavage has been a popular culture, thanks to the Western world).
Evolutionary psychologists also theorize that humans' permanently enlarged breasts, in contrast to other primates' breasts, which only enlarge during ovulation, allowed females to "solicit male attention and investment even when they are not really fertile".
Oh, damn you ample-breasted women. You're such big liars. (pardon the pun)
Well, here's another interesting quote:
"I interviewed a young anthropologist working with women in Mali, in a country in Africa where women go around with bare breasts. They're always feeding their babies. And when she told them that in our culture men are fascinated with breasts there was an instant of shock. The women burst out laughing. They laughed so hard, they fell on the floor. They said, 'You mean, men act like babies?'"
- Carolyn Latteier, Breasts, the women's perspective on an American obsession
So there you go, a little exploration of the unique creation called cleavage. Whether you like it or not, guys and girls, it is still and will always be there until the end of the world. So enjoy while you still can.
Cheers.
November 1, 2009
Saya Direject Seluruh Negara Amerika.
Menonton The All-American Rejects semalam ternyata memberi ilham dan membuatkan saya termenung seketika!
Tahniah kepada Tyson Ritter and co. kerana menghadiahkan satu persembahan yang sangat menarik dan sangat hebat. Walaupun saya bukan peminat tegar AAR, tapi persembahan mereka sangat terkesan di hati saya sekarang.
Rasanya, point yang saya akan sebut selepas ini mungkin sudah diulang terlalu banyak kali.
Local bands, please!
Learn from them!
Walaupun hanya opening band, tapi tak salah kalau memberikan persembahan yang mantap kan? (Oh, Pop Shuvit sangat - diulangi - sangat mantap. Tahniah untuk mereka!)
Untuk Disagree dan One Buck Short, nice job guys. Tapi silalah improve lagi.
Saya terkejut besar apabila AAR naik stage. Sound mereka sangat mantap! Saya tak tahulah, mungkin disebabkan ada peralatan yang mahal, ataupun ada technician yang sangat professional. Tapi bezanya sangat jauh!
Bayangkan AAR sedang perform live di depan mata anda, dan sound mereka sebijik macam dalam MP3. Shit, man!
Saya dah menunggu sekian lama. Saya nak lihat at least, tak ada sepuluh pun, satu je local band yang boleh lawan international bands yang datang perform kat sini.
Setakat ini, saya boleh respect kat Butterfingers (itu pun satu lagu je, The Chemistry. Lagu lain, alamak, kurang oomph lah), dengan Estranged (Estranged pun bagus!).
Tapi still, setiap kali international band naik perform, atas stage yang sama, pakai amp yang sama, pakai drum set yang sama, saya terlopong.
Apa masalah dengan band Malaysia? Teruk sangatkah?
Saya tak rasa macam tu. Saya rasa kat Malaysia ni gila babi banyak orang yang hebat. Kan semua orang boleh main Canon in D (hahaha)!
Sebab itulah saya tak semangat bila band Malaysia nak perform. Dah banyak kali dah terkena. Hype satu negara, kata band ini best. Bila tengok live, macam haram. Yang peliknya, semua orang lain tak habis-habis puji.
"Wow hebat band XXXXX ni. Gila ah. Boleh lawan Metallica"
Boleh lawan Metallica? Are you kidding? Haha. Dengan AAR pun kalah.
Saya begitu terkesan dengan konsert tadi, sehinggakan saya tiba-tiba rasa bagaikan ada satu tanggungjawab dalam diri.
Saya kena betulkan scene muzik Malaysia.
Haha. Okay, mimpi di siang hari.
(Ah persetan semua itu. Lepas habis final nanti, nak buat lagu. Lepas tu jamming. Kalau best, record. Lepas tu buat EP, edar seluruh Malaysia.)
Yeah!
Tahniah kepada Tyson Ritter and co. kerana menghadiahkan satu persembahan yang sangat menarik dan sangat hebat. Walaupun saya bukan peminat tegar AAR, tapi persembahan mereka sangat terkesan di hati saya sekarang.
Rasanya, point yang saya akan sebut selepas ini mungkin sudah diulang terlalu banyak kali.
Local bands, please!
Learn from them!
Walaupun hanya opening band, tapi tak salah kalau memberikan persembahan yang mantap kan? (Oh, Pop Shuvit sangat - diulangi - sangat mantap. Tahniah untuk mereka!)
Untuk Disagree dan One Buck Short, nice job guys. Tapi silalah improve lagi.
Saya terkejut besar apabila AAR naik stage. Sound mereka sangat mantap! Saya tak tahulah, mungkin disebabkan ada peralatan yang mahal, ataupun ada technician yang sangat professional. Tapi bezanya sangat jauh!
Bayangkan AAR sedang perform live di depan mata anda, dan sound mereka sebijik macam dalam MP3. Shit, man!
Saya dah menunggu sekian lama. Saya nak lihat at least, tak ada sepuluh pun, satu je local band yang boleh lawan international bands yang datang perform kat sini.
Setakat ini, saya boleh respect kat Butterfingers (itu pun satu lagu je, The Chemistry. Lagu lain, alamak, kurang oomph lah), dengan Estranged (Estranged pun bagus!).
Tapi still, setiap kali international band naik perform, atas stage yang sama, pakai amp yang sama, pakai drum set yang sama, saya terlopong.
Apa masalah dengan band Malaysia? Teruk sangatkah?
Saya tak rasa macam tu. Saya rasa kat Malaysia ni gila babi banyak orang yang hebat. Kan semua orang boleh main Canon in D (hahaha)!
Sebab itulah saya tak semangat bila band Malaysia nak perform. Dah banyak kali dah terkena. Hype satu negara, kata band ini best. Bila tengok live, macam haram. Yang peliknya, semua orang lain tak habis-habis puji.
"Wow hebat band XXXXX ni. Gila ah. Boleh lawan Metallica"
Boleh lawan Metallica? Are you kidding? Haha. Dengan AAR pun kalah.
Saya begitu terkesan dengan konsert tadi, sehinggakan saya tiba-tiba rasa bagaikan ada satu tanggungjawab dalam diri.
Saya kena betulkan scene muzik Malaysia.
Haha. Okay, mimpi di siang hari.
(Ah persetan semua itu. Lepas habis final nanti, nak buat lagu. Lepas tu jamming. Kalau best, record. Lepas tu buat EP, edar seluruh Malaysia.)
Yeah!
October 29, 2009
These Are My Twisted Words.
Just sharing.
Picture 1: Large-scale structure of the cosmos.
Picture 2: The Virgo Supercluster.
Picture 3: The Local Group.
Picture 4: The Milky Way.
Picture 5: The Orion Arm.
Picture 6: The Local Bubble.
Picture 8: The Local Interstellar Cloud.
Picture 9: The Solar System, within the Orbit of Sedna.
Picture 10: The Earth.
Picture 11: The Asia continent.
Picture 12: The country of Malaysia.
Picture 13: The Perak state.
Picture 14: The Petronas University of Technology, UTP.
"...oh, we live in a beautiful world." - Chris Martin, Coldplay, "Don't Panic"
Picture 1: Large-scale structure of the cosmos.
Picture 2: The Virgo Supercluster.
Picture 3: The Local Group.
Picture 4: The Milky Way.
Picture 5: The Orion Arm.
Picture 6: The Local Bubble.
Picture 8: The Local Interstellar Cloud.
Picture 9: The Solar System, within the Orbit of Sedna.
Picture 10: The Earth.
Picture 11: The Asia continent.
Picture 12: The country of Malaysia.
Picture 13: The Perak state.
Picture 14: The Petronas University of Technology, UTP.
"...oh, we live in a beautiful world." - Chris Martin, Coldplay, "Don't Panic"
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