Brokeback stirs.

As of late, the only topic that can make males feel queasy almost instantaneously is the tent scence. THE tent scence. Yesh, it's the controversial scence from the movie, Brokeback Mountain by Ang Lee.

Not that I've watched it, but my "buddies" (they were once perfectly straight, but I can't be sure of that after they've watched THE movie) keep talking about it.
Now, what about the movie? Two cute guys, they're cowboys, mind you. A great setting and a great plot of love and lust, by Ang, Asia's best. Sounds like a chick flick, doesn't it?

So, what's wrong?
Oh, it's Lee. Not Ang. Dammit.
Right, other than this, the movie is about 2 gay cowboys. Actually, I believe one of them is married, so its 1 gay cowboy and 1 bisexual cowboy. Hey, whatever makes them happy. Anyway, the best part is that the movie had been nominated for many movie awards. To me, the setting doesn't really seem right. We have 1 Asian director, 2 cute cowboys and the tent scence. It is freaking me out, actually. Well, Singapore's society is just like the world over. We are getting more liberal as globalization hits us hard. There's no escaping it, I guess. And if we can't beat them, we ought to join them.

And joining them, we are. The SimDragons fellows are all engaing in these kinda acts. During training, when someone brushes my back, I can't help but wonder if they did it on purpose.

Well, this is the end of my post. I know, I know. The entertainment value is like 0 and stuffs. But, hey, not everyday is Sunday. Likewise, my entries aren't always interesting. Hmm. But then again, my previous entries aren't really funny nor entertaining. Oh what the heck.

What do you know?

People, people. Something unbelievable has happened. I’ve been having a blogger’s block for days now. For the uninitiated, a blogger’s block is similar to a writer’s block.

I’ve been rather bogged down by the things going on in school and SimDragons has a great race coming up in mid-March. Could these reasons induce the mental block in my mind?

Not that I care, actually. If I don’t have anything interesting or random to share with you peeps, it doesn’t matter. The world keeps on spinning.

God: Melvyn, why do you have a blogger’s block?
Melly: I have no idea.
God: Well, do you want me to stop the world from spinning until you regain the blogging flow?
Melly: That would be nice, Abba Father.

Right. That ain’t gonna happen. So pack up your troubles in your old knit bag and smile. The reason I can smile is because Christ is for me. And, I am as He is in the world. Do you think your problems are bigger than Jesus?

Right.

The purpose of Communication.

Before I begin my actual post, I would just like to share with you guys, my faithful friends and supporters of my unpopular blog(not that the unpopularity is bugging me), that I am uber elated that I found out how to post pictures on blogspot. Took me eternity to find the darn picture icon. A beer is best served chilled. A blog is best presented with pictures. I mean, we could talk the talk, but we need pictures to show that we've walked our talk, you down with that, dudes and dudettes?

So, right. My post. Communication.
What does this picture say, to you?
A picture certainly speaks a thousand words. And it speaks differently to different people. To me, it is a most skilful photograph snapped by my baby. Baby, you deserve credit and I give it when it's due.
Similarly, different people interpret a particular event or action differently. The question isn't whether a party is right or wrong to interpret things the way he/she does. It's whether truth persists in the conclusion. Hence, it is always good to find out the other side of the story, if there is any, and that is what really matters. I will always bear in mind what someone always nags about to me. And, that is to put myself in the other party's position. To fill his/her shoes, so as to gather a better understanding of what the other party is going through.

More importantly, before all this can be done. Communication must be initiated. Without coming forth to clear one's doubts and questions, the truth would never be known. The beauty of communication is that, a resolution can be reached. Sure, it may be a negative resolution and both parties may conclude that it is better to never talk to each other again. But at least, that conclusion would be reached. One may hide, but he/she may not run away from his/her problems forever. Solve it and spare yourself the awkwardness and agony, if any is caused. On a lighter note, I have a most glorious picture to show.
Yes. This is taken by myself. That's why it is glorious.

Anger Management.

Have you ever wondered why tempers flare when one is tired? Yea, I've pondered about this a gazillion times. Only thing was that I was never diligent enough to find out the reasons why.

Now that I've put in the effort to search for a scientific or biological explanation on Google, I actually found nothing after half an hour of reading page after page of irrelevant journals and stuffs. Now, that was the first time Google has failed me. First time for everything, I guess.

Drive or be driven.

The day of reckoning has inevitably arrived. My baby is getting her car licence today. No, she hasn’t passed the test yet. But she will. This post serves to testify to the amount of confidence I have in her. More importantly, this post would testify to the favor and wisdom of God that will surround and fill her on this particular day.

Now, the issue at hand. I would expect only two different kinds of reactions from myself upon her passing the test. Firstly, I would be jumping around wildly for joy. Not just because her months of driving effort have paid off, but also because potentially, I now have a chauffeur.

The next reaction I may have would be very similar to the first. I would still be whooping around, and I would potentially have a chauffeur. However, that’s not by choice. Folks, you’ve guessed it. I do not own a licence. So now, should I feel the heat under my collar and start acquiring my driving licence, so as to minimise my inferiority complex? In this time and era, where female and male equality are on a par in most societies, it is very common to have women being more successful than men in every aspect of living. Heck, if your wife is more capable than you are at bringing home the bread and the butter, I feel the alpha male ego should really take a backseat and you, as a rational man, should simply start taking care of household chores and the kids. Who knows, you might even carve a niche for yourself as a baby-sitter.

That being said, I still feel that I should acquire a licence. Not for my ego’s comfort’s sake, but since I am going to be rich and famous, a car and a driving licence would come in handy. Right. Seriously, a licence would be essential in the near future when work and family commitments pile up.

Technicalities of a relationship.

Believe me when I tell you that the mechanical bits of a relationship can be really frustrating.

But a couple does not live in the lovey-dovey moments forever. Within these special moments which both the laddie and his babe wish would never end, everything is "yes" and "ok", and "sure, I promise you that". Now, what is going to happen when both parties lose that consciousness that they are in love? By this, I don't mean that they are no longer in love, but merely that they have lost the consciousness that he/she is the special someone. An analogy: a soldier could forget his allegiance to his country in the face of his family. It's not that he is no longer loyal to his nation, but just that there are periods of time when that consciousness simply does not exist.

Frankly, a couple should not live in this dreamy state too much. Wisdom would encourage you to deal with these mechanical bits which surely would come along. By running away or postponing the resolution of the problem, the couple is living in a temporal state of denial.

Be encouraged, I would say. Life is not a bed of roses, what more a romantic relationship? Problems would arise, but they aren't here to stay for long. Plus, overcoming these problems would strengthen the relationship in unbelievable ways. So, start dealing with your problems today. More importantly, let the wisdom of God guide you. Cheerios...

Now, the taboo issue of being gay.

Why is it always such that intolerance for gays is greater than that for lesbians? Sure, there are some biological explanations behind this, but I believe that our Asian convervatism is the chief cause of this conception. Especially so among my generation, which can be considered to be quite aged. Alright, so I am only 21. Still, most of my school peeps cannot bolster such claims.

Adolescence. Yes, one of the many prime seasons in one's life. The average adolescence female would go through fleeting moments of crushing on their seniors. And yes, of course. For some girls, they never quite fled from these emotions. This is probably something to do with the female biological gears and is generally accepted within our society. The same can't be said for gays though. Most boys don't develop crushes for their seniors. Naturally, there'd be exceptions.

I would decline to go any further, in case our very fine Sedition Act puts me behind bars. What I believe is that racial and sexual intolerance persists in every society. Rationally, it'd be good if a community lives in harmony without intolerance of any forms.

Darn, I hate the Sedition Act.

Guilt torments.

I shall always remember what I learnt in church one fine sunday morning, ages ago. Yes, this hooligan of a man, right here, actually goes to church. I turn into a bible-toting gentleman on sundays.
Ok wait. Do not believe the hooligan nor bible-toting part. I am too 'mild' to be a hooligan (kudos to Jeff on discovering this), and I actually happen to be the proud owner of an O2 mini with a digital bible function.

You may believe the rest though. Nothing quite extraordinary. Its just an awesome Father-Son relationship I share with my God.

Right, back to the guilt part. You see, folks. The devil uses guilt as a tool to evoke generally negative feelings in one. It uses guilt as a weapon to pin humiliation, embarrassment and disgrace to one's past experiences or deeds. But surely people, we don't have to succumb to that bull-crap. I am not asking you folks to pretend that the past never occurred. What I am suggesting is that you embrace your future with hope. With the belief that it will be bright, much brighter than right now. It always is. Especially with Christ by your side. I mean, come on, what's there to lose?

On a sidenote, some people lavish generous portions of guilt on people who are/were precious to them, in an attempt to win sympathy or God-knows-what objectives. Worse still, their victims always had good faith towards them. Seriously, suck on my balls man. Dude, I mean, come on. That's juvenile man.

In conclusion, I would like to mention a couple of people who had inspired me or contributed to my stumbling blogging attempt in any ways. My Abba Father. He always picks me up when I get myself strewn on a heap of mess. Phyllicia. Babe, you won't believe it, but your blog got mine started. Its always harder when you're alone anywhere. But, Jesus' gonna pull you through. Jocey my baby. You inspire me everyday.

Welcome, one and all.

A first for me. A first for the world. Be introduced to my random thoughts and inner voices. I believe they can be quite entertaining.