I was thinking about the shitty decisions in my life but I notice there was a pattern with bad decisions.
1. I make worse decisions when I'm losing.
2. Emotions are essential part of all decisions and when I get too emotional - it will tend to be a bad decision.
3. I tend to dress up bad decisions as great ones.
To solve it:
1. Write up your decisions and that prevents you from being too emotional.
2. Realise that you can't get too emotional with decisions.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Monday, June 30, 2008
"Learn How To Decode Chick Language"
“I would never cheat on you,”
Translation: I would never cheat on you as long as you don’t piss me off too bad or as long as you don’t piss me off too many times and as long as you make me happy and I don’t get bored.
"Let's Just Be Friends"
Translation: Either “I don’t want to have sex with you anymore, I
want to have sex with somebody else." or, "Im going to use you and abuse while I go look for someone better. In the meantime your my backup just in case I get lonely."
Women want “strange?”
Translation: I'm more horny than ever now and I want a new man.
“My spouse doesn’t pay attention to me,” is code for “I need some ‘strange.’”
Translation: “Hey, my marriage is great. I’m just kind of bored right now and I would like to have sex with somebody different. Are you in?”
“I’m not happy,”
Translation: “I’m bored, and/or horny.”
“I think we should separate,”
Translation: “I’m sleeping with somebody else,” or “I want to sleep with somebody else.”
“Tell me how you feel,”
Translation: “Make me feel good!”
“I could go the rest of my life without ever having sex again.”
Translation: My partner is a pussy but I really love sex but not with you.
Translation: I would never cheat on you as long as you don’t piss me off too bad or as long as you don’t piss me off too many times and as long as you make me happy and I don’t get bored.
"Let's Just Be Friends"
Translation: Either “I don’t want to have sex with you anymore, I
want to have sex with somebody else." or, "Im going to use you and abuse while I go look for someone better. In the meantime your my backup just in case I get lonely."
Women want “strange?”
Translation: I'm more horny than ever now and I want a new man.
“My spouse doesn’t pay attention to me,” is code for “I need some ‘strange.’”
Translation: “Hey, my marriage is great. I’m just kind of bored right now and I would like to have sex with somebody different. Are you in?”
“I’m not happy,”
Translation: “I’m bored, and/or horny.”
“I think we should separate,”
Translation: “I’m sleeping with somebody else,” or “I want to sleep with somebody else.”
“Tell me how you feel,”
Translation: “Make me feel good!”
“I could go the rest of my life without ever having sex again.”
Translation: My partner is a pussy but I really love sex but not with you.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Saturday, March 22, 2008
""How To Be A Pussy (Not A Pussy Cat) ie A Whimp"
Howdy,
I'm kinda bored now but i heard something about how powerful our subconscious mind is. The story was about a journalist who wanted to see how animals were treated in a circus. He went in and saw two elephants, one huge old one and another a small baby elephant.
He notice something strange. The big elephant had a tiny rope wrapped around it's ankle, whereas the small baby elephant had a big chain tied to it's leg. He was curious and asked the circus owner why he did that.
The owner said that the baby elephant needed to learn where his boundary was. He put the chain there because the baby elephant was strong and can escape easily if he had a rope. The baby elephant would try so many times to escape that it has to be reinforced
But... if they use a chain on the baby elephant, why they used a rope on the adult? The owner explained that because the adult elephant was taught from a young age he can't escape no matter what - and that idea or thought was permanently engraved into the elephants mind. So the elephant was conditioned that putting anything around his leg would prevent his escape.
This reminds me when i was young. I was fearless, couldn't give a shit.. and then once you go to school and they put crap in your head, and then you go to church and listen to religious figures and they put more crap in your head...then you watch TV and there's so much crap in there that the crap solidifies and turns into rock.......then you listen to your friends and family and so much crap is in your head that more shit turns into rock......then you listen to politicians and some of the rock shit gets so squashed that it turns into some sort of diamond like material....and then you hear about blah blah blah...
I could go on and on....
But i wouldn't torture you anymore (actually i would like to torture some of the people above but that's another story) and there's actually some wisdom to the above people and things.
But the one thing that prevents us from doing most things that we really want to do is this:
We are our own worst enemy
Like the adult elephant, we don't realise we're strong enough to do what we want but we're prevented from doing it because our own beliefs. The mental image is so strong that we won't believe that we can do it. When you were young, you had infinite wisdom. As you grow older and older, you get scared because people said so and therefore it prevents you from doing the things you really want to do.
So i have a few solutions for all of you that are bitching:
Stop being such a pussy (that includes me...)
Stop being a whiner or bitch (that includes me and you)
Stop listening to hypocrites and pussies (that's almost everyone)
.....now get down and get dirty.
I'm kinda bored now but i heard something about how powerful our subconscious mind is. The story was about a journalist who wanted to see how animals were treated in a circus. He went in and saw two elephants, one huge old one and another a small baby elephant.
He notice something strange. The big elephant had a tiny rope wrapped around it's ankle, whereas the small baby elephant had a big chain tied to it's leg. He was curious and asked the circus owner why he did that.
The owner said that the baby elephant needed to learn where his boundary was. He put the chain there because the baby elephant was strong and can escape easily if he had a rope. The baby elephant would try so many times to escape that it has to be reinforced
But... if they use a chain on the baby elephant, why they used a rope on the adult? The owner explained that because the adult elephant was taught from a young age he can't escape no matter what - and that idea or thought was permanently engraved into the elephants mind. So the elephant was conditioned that putting anything around his leg would prevent his escape.
This reminds me when i was young. I was fearless, couldn't give a shit.. and then once you go to school and they put crap in your head, and then you go to church and listen to religious figures and they put more crap in your head...then you watch TV and there's so much crap in there that the crap solidifies and turns into rock.......then you listen to your friends and family and so much crap is in your head that more shit turns into rock......then you listen to politicians and some of the rock shit gets so squashed that it turns into some sort of diamond like material....and then you hear about blah blah blah...
I could go on and on....
But i wouldn't torture you anymore (actually i would like to torture some of the people above but that's another story) and there's actually some wisdom to the above people and things.
But the one thing that prevents us from doing most things that we really want to do is this:
We are our own worst enemy
Like the adult elephant, we don't realise we're strong enough to do what we want but we're prevented from doing it because our own beliefs. The mental image is so strong that we won't believe that we can do it. When you were young, you had infinite wisdom. As you grow older and older, you get scared because people said so and therefore it prevents you from doing the things you really want to do.
So i have a few solutions for all of you that are bitching:
Stop being such a pussy (that includes me...)
Stop being a whiner or bitch (that includes me and you)
Stop listening to hypocrites and pussies (that's almost everyone)
.....now get down and get dirty.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
"Learn How A 23 Year Old Computer Nerd Make A Hot Woman Horny And Wet In Just One Second!"
see below..........
Just look into their eyes and smile......
Just look into their eyes and smile......
Saturday, March 1, 2008
The Secret On How To Be Unhappy - Trying To Please Everyone
Saturday, 11:38
Sydney, Australia
Blah..Blah....
Howdy,
I don't know how to be happy but i sure do know a surefire way to make yourself miserable - trying to please everyone. This is a disease that most desperate people are trying to do. Because they get what they want from someone, they try to make everybody have in return for something.
Trying to be nice to everyone will make you miserable. Although you may think you're doing a good thing, it will suck all the energy away from you and people will exploit you.
For example, i remember last year i was at this party. There was this guywho tried to make everyone happy. He was cooking the bbq, cleaning the dishes, trying to make everyone laugh with his stupid jokes........basically being a butt-kisser.
Now, on that day i had a huge headache and couldn't be stuffed doing things, like cooking the bloody sausage i bought over. Me being evil and lazy - i ordered the 'butt-kisser' to do all the cooking for me. He was a good cook by the way and a hell of a very nice guy.
I finished my meal and i couldn't bother walking to the other side of the house to put my plates in the garbage. So when i saw the butt-kisser walking pass, i told that guy to clean the shit for me. And he did. I then told some other people to tell him to do the same.
Basically, all the people were exploiting him.
So there you go, stop kissing everyone asses.
Sydney, Australia
Blah..Blah....
Howdy,
I don't know how to be happy but i sure do know a surefire way to make yourself miserable - trying to please everyone. This is a disease that most desperate people are trying to do. Because they get what they want from someone, they try to make everybody have in return for something.
Trying to be nice to everyone will make you miserable. Although you may think you're doing a good thing, it will suck all the energy away from you and people will exploit you.
For example, i remember last year i was at this party. There was this guywho tried to make everyone happy. He was cooking the bbq, cleaning the dishes, trying to make everyone laugh with his stupid jokes........basically being a butt-kisser.
Now, on that day i had a huge headache and couldn't be stuffed doing things, like cooking the bloody sausage i bought over. Me being evil and lazy - i ordered the 'butt-kisser' to do all the cooking for me. He was a good cook by the way and a hell of a very nice guy.
I finished my meal and i couldn't bother walking to the other side of the house to put my plates in the garbage. So when i saw the butt-kisser walking pass, i told that guy to clean the shit for me. And he did. I then told some other people to tell him to do the same.
Basically, all the people were exploiting him.
So there you go, stop kissing everyone asses.
Friday, February 29, 2008
How To Run A Kick-Ass Money Making Restaurant Business
Friday 12:48am
Sydney, NSW
Sleepy and stuffed.....
Howdy....
Today at work i was so busy that i didn't have no time to eat. During the afternoon, I rushed from one place to another and eventually was 45mins late at my other workplace.
When I walked to the building I see three people waiting at the door for me. It was raining hard and I can see one old lady with no umbrella and drenched wet, another old fart (he was staring at people intensely - to see where the fucker was, ie me, and a gay guy (he actually looked and acted gay). By the way, this is a normal day for me. I'm not proud of it but fuck it.
So I went to the door and see all these guys staring the shit out of me. I expected them to spit on my face or do something like that.
I wouldn't blame them if they do that. If you're standing in the rain for 45 mins, soaking wet and in a lot of pain I would paint the shop window with feces.
Anyway, all three of them said that i booked them at the same time.
ahhh.... I forgot about that.
So the gay guy walks towards me...
he then slowly and carefully said to me - like he is going to kill me or make love to me...
"....the old lady and guy has been waiting for a long time - you better take them in first. Just rebook me in for next week."
phew!! what a relief...
now, what kind of excuse should i give the old woman and man?
so i thought... stuff it i didn't bother giving them a good excuse, i said i was late because of traffic and that's that. I guess they're in a lot of pain and they need to be treated anyway.
hahaha!
actually.. i shouldn't laugh.
I treated both of them and then finally i was done for the day. I was bloody tired and bloody hungry that i could eat a bloody steak with bloody mushroom sauce.
So i walked to this bloody decrepit restaurant and order a bloody medium rare bloody steak - with coke... umm i mean a bloody coke!
Now, this waiter was one of the most rudest asshole around, he said that there's no bloody steak and the only thing available is a pasta and that's all there is. There were no other choice.
At that time, i was so buggered and hungry and ordered it.
I waited for forty bloody minutes and was served some sloppy piece of crapola. It was one of the most disgusting piece of shit i ever eaten.
sigh...this is karma.....
Anyway, the moral of the story is that the goal of making money in the restaurant business are not: having good quality food, excellent service and is inexpensive. But a good restaurant business should be: serve and charge any shit to hungry customers. Same thing applies to other businesses. For example, if you were locked up with 5 people for days without food and your the only one with a big chocolate bar - how much would they pay for it?
But the above is not the real moral of the story......don't be friggin late.
Sydney, NSW
Sleepy and stuffed.....
Howdy....
Today at work i was so busy that i didn't have no time to eat. During the afternoon, I rushed from one place to another and eventually was 45mins late at my other workplace.
When I walked to the building I see three people waiting at the door for me. It was raining hard and I can see one old lady with no umbrella and drenched wet, another old fart (he was staring at people intensely - to see where the fucker was, ie me, and a gay guy (he actually looked and acted gay). By the way, this is a normal day for me. I'm not proud of it but fuck it.
So I went to the door and see all these guys staring the shit out of me. I expected them to spit on my face or do something like that.
I wouldn't blame them if they do that. If you're standing in the rain for 45 mins, soaking wet and in a lot of pain I would paint the shop window with feces.
Anyway, all three of them said that i booked them at the same time.
ahhh.... I forgot about that.
So the gay guy walks towards me...
he then slowly and carefully said to me - like he is going to kill me or make love to me...
"....the old lady and guy has been waiting for a long time - you better take them in first. Just rebook me in for next week."
phew!! what a relief...
now, what kind of excuse should i give the old woman and man?
so i thought... stuff it i didn't bother giving them a good excuse, i said i was late because of traffic and that's that. I guess they're in a lot of pain and they need to be treated anyway.
hahaha!
actually.. i shouldn't laugh.
I treated both of them and then finally i was done for the day. I was bloody tired and bloody hungry that i could eat a bloody steak with bloody mushroom sauce.
So i walked to this bloody decrepit restaurant and order a bloody medium rare bloody steak - with coke... umm i mean a bloody coke!
Now, this waiter was one of the most rudest asshole around, he said that there's no bloody steak and the only thing available is a pasta and that's all there is. There were no other choice.
At that time, i was so buggered and hungry and ordered it.
I waited for forty bloody minutes and was served some sloppy piece of crapola. It was one of the most disgusting piece of shit i ever eaten.
sigh...this is karma.....
Anyway, the moral of the story is that the goal of making money in the restaurant business are not: having good quality food, excellent service and is inexpensive. But a good restaurant business should be: serve and charge any shit to hungry customers. Same thing applies to other businesses. For example, if you were locked up with 5 people for days without food and your the only one with a big chocolate bar - how much would they pay for it?
But the above is not the real moral of the story......don't be friggin late.
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