Pirates Vs. Ninjas

Pirates Vs. Ninjas is an ongoing debate about two earth-shatteringly important questions:

1. Who would win in a fight?
2. Who is more awesome?

These two questions are not related and are totally different questions. Someone could be good at fighting but still be a loser, and someone could suck at fighting but still be completely awesome. Before I answer these questions lets clarify something first. I am not talking about machine guns, speed boats, immortal pirates. and nothing weird with the ninjas either.

I'm talking about this:

and this:

Classic pirates vs classic ninjas. Lets get down to it. Question no.1, who would win in a fight pirates or ninjas? For those who are having trouble answering this question, let me rephrase it. What if a group of stealthy, sword-wielding, Kung Fu master, acrobats were to go against lazy, noisy, peg-legged, sea wanderers, who do you think would win?

This is a no-brainer. The Ninjas would win. It would be total destruction. However, I know that some would not agree with me, saying that pirates have guns! They can just shoot the ninjas! Okay.. I know where you're coming from but there are a few things that you have to know about pirate guns:

Guns used back in the age of pirates were not like the guns of today. They are far faaaaaaar worse.

1. They are not very accurate.
2. They take a long time to reload.
3. You have to reload after every shot.
4. They weren't very powerful.

Even if pirates do have advanced guns like today, it wouldn't even matter. The ninjas could kill the pirates before the pirates knew that they were under attack... Cause ninjas are stealthy like that.

Ninjas being able to beat the pirates at fighting is how the universe works and there is nothing we can do to change it. This, however, doesn't mean that I wouldn't be rooting for the pirates. For question no.2, you see, pirates are waaaaaaaaaay more awesome than ninjas.

Ninjas, they take themselves way too seriously. They're always training and living in the shadows.. It makes me sick. While pirates, they know how to have a good time. My advice to you is to be like a pirate. Kick back, relax, drink some rum, pillage some villages, venture the ocean. You only have one life, you might as well live it.

Allow me now the opportunity to summarise. Ninjas are better than pirates at fighting, but pirates are better than ninjas at being awesome.

This is just my opinion. I know that there are people out there who think otherwise. This is just for fun so chill.

Such A Character...

Poor, Poor Mr. Cheng. He was already having a bad week, now he has to go through hardship to buy dinner. Mr. Cheng is an unusual guy. Even though he though that he could use a few more pounds, his weight proves that he has the figure of three men combined. The clothes he was wearing looked as if he borrowed from a friend due to being a few sizes too small. Mr. Cheng is a peculiar guy. He owns at least 30 ties, ones which he adores and he wears them proudly each day. They are not the usual or plain ties you'd see normally. Mr. Cheng has rainbow kitty ties, blue ties with prints of banana peels, and the one he wore while queueing up to buy his favourite food Nasi Lemak, was one with a "pie" sign on it. Him parading in that tie proves that he is obsessed with math. Mr. Cheng is a strange guy. Gradually losing your hair is normal but purposely parting it in the middle and pulling a few strands out on each side is quite unique. Not to mention a Hitler inspired moustache. Mr. Cheng might look like a constantly angry person, ready to punch anyone who dares to piss him off, but he is rather a timid one. Patient was he. Earlier this week the finalised divorce with his wife of ten years. But he is still looking at the brightside and thought that, "At least I have Nasi Lemak... Yumm..".

Man-Hunting

This is a random picture a friend of mine took when he was walking behind me (purple shirt). I had to do a writing assignment based on a person in a picture so I chose the guy on the left and I named him 'Jimmy'. I mean no disrespect to the person involved. This is just made up story about 'Jimmy'. So... say hi to Jimmy.

Jimmy decided to wear his favourite colourful shirt today. A lot of people have complimented that shirt so he figured why not? He put on his skinny jeans, grabbed his beanie and had another good look in the mirror before leaving his room. he has really fair skin and small eyes. Not even a single strand of facial hair was in sight. Jimmy always prefer everything clean and that includes his grooming. he washed his hands while while watching himself smile in the reflection and whispered the word "perfect". He put on his white Converse and head out. He was meeting a friend whom he had a crush on for over a year. He goes to classes with her everyday. He'd usually wait for her to arrive in MSU's parking lot while smoking cigarettes. "Today's a good day", Jimmy thought to himself while exiting his apartment, exposing himself to the first ray of sunlight of the day. As he walked towards MSU, he stopped in front of a 7-Eleven store and stared at the Slurpee machine. He remembered that his crush is obsessed with that drink. He went in and bought a big cup of strawberry flavoured Slurpee. Feeling happy about it, he headed straight to his waiting spot. Upon arriving there, he lit a cigarette with his right hand and using the other to hold the Slurpee, eyes darted at random directions to find any hints of his friend's presence. He felt nervous all the while. Oh Jimmy... Why don't you tell her you love her already....

Rough Patches

Everyone in their own specific field of career has to face challenges that slows them down at any point throughout their lifetime. Writers or authors have no exception in this. They too have to overcome obstacles when it comes to their work.

First of all, writer's block is usually the major problem for writers everywhere. You're about to write the best draft you'll ever going to make, you have the title, you know the plot, you've created your characters along with their detailed backgrounds, but there is just one problem. How do you start? How would you maintain the flow to make it interesting enough? Some don't even have the slightest idea of what to write about. Don't force it out. Find inspiration elsewhere. Calm yourself. Go outside and have a good stroll around the neighbourhood. Maybe go the park or even watch your favourite TV show. The ideas will come to you soon enough.

Most writers especially big time authors like J.K Rowling do not have the luxury to wait for inspiration to come flying by. They have deadlines to meet and it's not professional for them to be late. Publishers will be angry. Readers will be disappointed. At one point, they would have to force themselves to write, force the ideas to come just to meet the deadline despite experiencing writer's block.

Other than that, publishing also proves to be a challenge for writers to overcome. No matter how good you think you are or how legendary you think your work could be, if no one wants to publish your work, you will not go anywhere. You will have to go through a few rejections until finally you get to the one  who really gives a damn about your literary work. Keep looking. Don't give up.

Fear is another problem. Another big problem. And this fear starts from yourselves. Imagine that you wrote a great draft for a novel but every time you want o show to to anyone, your inner demon starts voicing out, "You think this is good? You're a disgrace. What if a Matleh reads it and laughs at you, judges you. A toddler can write better than you. Put that where no one will find it." and you hid it in your closet for God knows how long. Do not listen to the toxic voices in your head!!! What if you are actually good? What if? You wouldn't know if you are good or bad unless someone reads your stuff and gives feedback. Feedbacks help you to grow. Feedbacks help you to know what you're doing wrong. Fear of not being good enough should be pushed aside but instead, think about the fear of not improving. Show what you wrote to close family and friends. If they say its not that good, just accept it and try again. If its good, congratulations.

Self-Revealing and Self-Deceiving.

"Writing can be self-revealing as it can be self-deceiving." - Luckhurst and Singleton (2000)

Self-revealing.  The one thing I like about writing is that we have the chance to write things that we are unable to say in real life rather than things that we could say. Writing unleashes your inner thoughts. your deepest darkest secrets. Your most cherished feelings. Even your random thoughts. These are some of mine:

This is a collection of my random thoughts. Ones that do not require answers. These are random things that pop into my head and only that. Thoughts.

1. What if we see colours differently. My blue is your red, and your red is someone else's green, or their green is my gold.

2. If I was a cat, I'd be a professional one.

3. The sound that marbles make when they collide is the best sound in existence.

4. If I could choose how I die, I wouldn't want to be drowned or burned.

5. The octopus is the coolest sea creature ever.

6. What if the tissue company deliberately put allergens in their tissues so when we use them, we'd sneeze more and therefore need more tissues.

Self-Deceiving. My own translation. Other people might see it differently. Facebook post: "Feeling rather cheerful today. #goodvibes". Whoever posted this, are they really feeling cheerful? Lets say if I'm the one who posted this, when in reality I'm feeling down in the dumps. Just had a breakup with my bae. Just had a fight with my parents. Just got scratched in the face by my lovable cat. "Stressful day.. But lets let everyone know I'm happy anyway". Self-deceiving. Sometimes, we are not being truthful in what we write. We do it for other reasons. We do it to attract people.We do it because that's what others want to hear so we give it to them. Some even force themselves to twist the truth: "I met a boy and now we're living together. Romance all day everyday! Smiley face." In reality: "I met a boy and now we're living together. I go to work, he plays video games all day everyday! Sad face." Self-deceiving.

If life was a POEM.

If life is represented by either a poem, short story, or drama, which one would mine be? It had me thinking for a while. a drama sounds fun and accurate for most people's lives as it has its beginnings, climax and endings. However, i prefer to see mine in a form of poem.

I found myself

hunting the truth,

but finding the

unexpected.

I found what my

senses

couldn't show me.

I found the truth

that relays silently,

in the unknown.

Imagine yourself watching a drama or reading a short story. Everything about its contents is pretty forward. what you see is what had happened. Now, imagine your life as a poem. Most part of the poem needs proper translation to be understood. each emotion felt would be written as another word or phrase. "Run into joy screaming - Happiness or relief. "I leave behind a trail of black rose petals, as I drift into the lighted hall." - forgiveness or retaliation. so, anyone who's reading my life poem will take their time to translate it. This shows that events throughout a lifetime is not that easy to be explained. it shows that life is confusing. It shows that emotions are difficult to be portrayed.

Isn't life confusing? Isn't life mysterious? Doesn't a poem fit to be written as your fate? A drama or short story might demonstrate the anger you once felt, but in a poem, the elements such as hyperbole, metaphor, and personification aids in projecting the emotions so expressively to the point that readers are able to feel the anger themselves. Why watch yourself aggressively throw a punch at your cheating boyfriend when you can express it beautifully in a poem instead? emotions are more expressive in poems. emotions are more memorable in poems, emotions are more beautiful n poems, emotions are more truthful in poems.

P.S if I really have the chance to convert my life into a poem, I want a little girl dressed in black, short haired with a hat on to recite it. Everything around her is dark, only a beam of light can be seen on her. You would slightly hear the sound of people snapping their fingers in the background. the little girl opens her mouth and say, "Her name is Mira.."