Abstinence could be a very good reason to kill someone slowly ;-)

I'm on the path of becoming a ‘Bhikkhuni’(a female Buddhist monk). So I had to do some research on how to successfully become one. You know how the Internet can be...you end up getting more information than you need. Well in one of those random "research" surfing days. I ended up finding out this.

Abstinence

Possible psychological effects

There have been numerous studies indicating that excessive repression of the sexual instinct leads to an increase in the overall level of aggression in a given society. Societies forbidding premarital sex are plagued by acts of rage and tend to have higher rates of crime and violence.There may be a link between sexual depression and aggression, insensitivity, criminal behaviour, and a greater likelihood of killing and torturing enemies.

Interesting. Soooo I say screw simple life, the Buddha’s teaching and wearing orange robes. Jump straight to shaving my head, treating myself to some dangerously nice toys. Start working on my list and become the first serial killer female monk.

M.T

old ppl R mean... Kids R Asses

Brat : Mom have you had friends in high school who took drugs?

Poor Me : ya

Brat : Did they make you take drugs too?

Poor Me : Not make but asked ya

Brat : Did you say No?

Poor Me : I said No Many Many Times, every time they asked I said No.

Brat : How long ago was this? 19 something?

Poor Me : ya early 1990's

Brat : That is so cool

Poor Me : What is ?

Brat : I have parents who were born in the 19th century. There is so much history right there. Wow mom How was the 19th century like ? I'm surprise they even had drugs then. tell me more!

Poor "OLD" Me : Well lets see... we didn't have Nintendos, hand phones, cool bike , roller scooter, the Internet, Nickelodeon...you know stuff like you enjoy very much, which I intend to confiscate them all in 10 secs if you don't leave me alone Brat!

Brat : Old people are mean.

Poor "OLD" Me : well you are an Ass !

I'M...

Last entry July 2011. Wow. Honest fact...there was nothing to write about. Ppl have been giving me beef about my long absence. when i told them I've nothing to say. So they asked me about the brat. Has he not said or done anything for a whole year?! Guys Guys of coz he did many things and said many many things. I just wasn't paying any attention. Yes finally Ive realised my parents child rearing methods were not all so bad after all. the very little memories my mother has of her kids are sweet ones, Which I don't recall btw. All I remember she ass whopping us but she doesn't remember ever raising her hands or even her voice at us. since I've gotten back all she does is wait till i lose my patience with the brats and punish them...So she can go into her "holy" grandmother phase. " Why are you so mean?! Ive never punished you and your brother like this! leave my babies alone!"
uh Yes Mom you are so Right. you never did punish us like this. There is definitely a whole lot of difference between a Ass whopping by a metal spoon compared to a 10 mins time out !
Now Ive traumatised them for life holy crap besides their college fund(which i doubt Brat needs since we are very aware of his maths skills)I better save for therapy for the future.  So ya I've stopped paying attention to the "innocent" remarks and "cute" outtakes of the brats. For the past 1 and a half years I've perfected the art of "I'm too bloody tired to care" phase which i like to call "zombie like robot". I get things done but don't expect me to have a reaction.

fast forwarding...

On the good note. I'm back where my buds are, some which have been my punching back for the past year. Night watch and I have had a challenging year but now we are actually closer and not worlds apart. I have lost weight, very soon reaching my 50 kg goal. Will finally take a vacation ALONE very soon (time to shop for Bikinis!). My dishes and car washed so clean you can actually do a brain surgery on, thanks to my OCD Bro. Managed to walk through Clarke quay without white boy hassle thanks to the many many options around. keep up the Gd work ladies. God Bless you Maahaals.

Wish you my friends all the best, lets hope next year is a better one for all of us.
 peace out
M.T

Recap...2011

Yeah, yeah, we know, we know. Our year end recap is a bit overdue... Welll deal with it! M.T and my 2011 & first quarter of 2012 have been hectic to say the least. There were some upsides though...

Let's see, there was an addition to Prof Aapu's family. Our heartfelt congrats to the Prof and his Mrs. Of course the Prof has taken it in his head that his bundle of joy has planned a mission for him and out to get him ... Well we always knew it's in the blood yeah? :P

M.T also had an addition to her family, this time it's of the two legged variety and a lady to boot! We've been trying so long to make M.T into one that we've lost hope. So kudos M.T! :P

April 'O Neal has found the Love of her Life... Congrats we think??? The jury's out on that count though... :P

I've had a shitty year since Aug. In and out of the hospital since last Aug. A couple of major surgeries and a real unpleasant experience at the start of the year. Hopefully the year will start to turn around the next quarter yeah? Pray for me people! :D

A few shout outs from me with song lyrics...

To my dearest M.T, from Robbie Williams, Angel,

And through it all she offers me protection.
A lot of love and affection, whether I'm right or wrong.
And down the waterfall wherever it may take me,
I know that life won't break me, when I come to call she won't forsake me.
I'm loving angels instead...

To Miss Poodle, The Pretenders, I'll stand by you,

When the night falls on you, you don't know what to do.
Nothing you confess, could make me love you less.
I'll stand by you, I'll stand by you.
Won't let nobody hurt you, I'll stand by you...

To Little Turtle, Eagles, Heart of the matter,

These times are so uncertain, there's a yearning undefined.
...People filled with rage. We all need a little tenderness,
How can love survive in such a graceless age?
The trust and self-assurance that can lead to happiness,
They're the very things we kill, I guess.
Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms.
And the work I put between us, doesn't keep me warm.
I'm learning to live without you now, but I miss you, Baby.
The more I know, the less I understand.
All the things I thought I figured out, I have to learn again.
I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter,
But everything changes, and my friends seem to scatter.
But I think it's about forgiveness...Forgiveness...

Last but not least, Mr Bear, The Rembrandts, I'll be there for you,

So no one told you life was gonna be this way.
Your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's DOA ...
It's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year...
But... I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cuz you're there for me too...

Enough mushy stuffy! Let's laugh a little,

Nightwatch proudly presents...

Shit Happens, in various World Religions

Taoism: Shit happens...
Hare Krishna: Shit happens Rama Rama Ding Ding.
Hinduism: This shit has happened before...
Islam: That shit happens is the will of Allah.
Zen: What is the sound of shit happening?
Existentialism: Shit doesn't happen; shit is.
Buddhism: When shit happens, is it really shit?
Confucianism: Confucius say, "Shit happens"
7th day Adventist: Shit happens on Saturdays.
Protestantism: Shit won't happen if I work harder.
Protestantism: If shit happens, it happens to someone else.
Catholicism: If shit happens, you deserved it.
Jehovah's Witnesses: Knock, knock, "Shit happens"
Jehovah's Witnesses: No shit happens until Armaggedon.
Unitarian: What is this shit?
Mormon: Shit happens again & again & again.
Judaism: Oy vey! Why does this shit always happen to us?
Pentacostalism: Praise the shit!
Atheism: There is no shit!
New Age: Shit happens and it happens to smell good.
Rastafarianism: Let's smoke this shit.

And on that final note, have a great 2012!

Till next time,

Our thoughts for the day,

And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

- Nightwatch

Sisters...

I'm being held at gunpoint and no hospital privileges if this post is not uploaded so please forgive me for all the lies I have to tell right now... :P Just remember lil sis... You asked for this...

23 years ago, my parents made a rather large error and for reasons unknown picked up a girl , child from a tong sampah (dustbin) outside K.K . Boy, are they regretting that decision now! And that was was how I came to have a lil sister. Being only a decade+ in age difference, I promptly spent my formative years ignoring the whiny, snivelling, crying, snot filled brat. Hey! I had better things to do at the time... So most days we ignored each other, and the days she didn't, she followed me around like a lost poodle... Did I mention she has maggie mee hair? Flash forward to her 9th or 10th birthday, we're celebrating it at home and she goes missing... Literally. A manhunt was organised as she was last seen heading for the bbq pits downstairs and the family thought she was dognapped... sorry kidnapped. Guess who was drafted to do a floor to floor to floor search? Anyways as I went floor to floor grumpy that I was missing my Saturday night booze fiesta I heard the lift alarm on the lower floors and went to investigate.; Lo behold, there was the birthday girl in all her finery, trapped in the lift. Karma huh? :p So basically I called Emergency Services to release her all the while standing outside the lift consoling the monkey. EMS finally gets there and releases the animal who comes zipping out of the lift and grabs me in a bear hug and refuses to let go... Go figure... Anyways we finally bonded when she was much older and not as poodle brained. And we did it over cooking no less!. Anyways, after all is said and done she's my sister and I love her to bits. There! I've said it! And if anyone says anything we will have an issue. I mean, the best way express my relationship with my sister would be, to quote the Jack Nicholson, the Joker, " Beauty and the Beast... But if anyone else calls you a Beast I'll rip his lungs out!"

Till next time,

Our thoughts for the day,

Brothers and sisters, fighting is as natural as a white man's dialogue in a Spike Lee movie.

- Nightwatch

Lovers and Friends

I've been meaning to write this post since Jan, however for some reason or the other I kept postponing it. So today, I have seated my ass firmly down and decided to put it up. This post is dedicated to my dearest of friends M.T. As mentioned in our FAQs M.T and I have known each other for 15 years or so. And in this time many of us us have seen many facets of her, but we often fail to realize a very important one. I remember my first meeting with the person she would end up spending her life with, our dear Reverend. I hope he has forgiven me for certain cross cultural comment I made... What can I say? I was a young smart mouthed punk... Now I'm a older smart mouthed punk with a little more class... ;) Anyways, the point I'm trying to make is, even while reminiscing, she gets eclipsed. And that boys and girls is the heart of the matter. Somewhere along the line some or all of us have forgotten what M.T truly is, a dedicated and supportive friend, a oft times over protective mummy not to 1 but 3 kids, me included. But most importantly a wife who has stood beside her man supporting him in every decision he has made. Gone through thick and thin with him without a word of complaint. So here's to you M.T, may your cup runneth over and all your choices bear sweet fruit.

Till next time,

Our thoughts for the day,

Thoughts are words waiting to be spoken. Some people are just too shy to say them aloud for the world to hear, so they write them down for the world to see.

The Tooth Fairy

Brat : Bye Bye Daddy

Daddy: Bye

sound of car driving off

Brat : You know last night who took my the tooth?

Poor me : The tooth fairy?

Brat : NOOOOOOO It was Daddy!

Poor Me : Ya right. Why would he do that?

Brat : I swear to you ! It was DADDY! he came into my room last night and took my tooth from under my pillow and left the money there.

Poor Me : Why would your father want your disgusting tooth? and even pay you for it?

Brat : look you need to believe me, I saw him !

Poor Me : still can't be. I saw and heard him snore the whole night Brat. It's impossible...you must have been dreaming.

Brat : well The tooth fairies have special powers! they can throw some magic dust on you and make you fall into deep deep sleep and they go out looking for tooth under kid's pillows!

Poor Me : WHAT?!

Brat : Do you know what does this mean?! This is So Cool! My Dad is a tooth fairy!!! Oh man I can't wait to tell my friends.

Poor Me : OH God NO!

Brat : My Daddy is a tooth fairy lalalala my daddy is a tooth fairy lalalala I'm gonna make a song for him. Yeah!

Poor me : This is definitely Not helping my sex life :)

Brat : What did you say?

Poor Me : Nothing I'm just happy for you that your Dad is "special"

Brat : Thanks! My daddy is special. My daddy is special. lalalala...

Poor Me : ok you can stop singing now!

M.T