To Control Or Be Controlled?

This thing happened to my friends recently. A group of them went to Langkawi (if u have no idea where this thing is... please look at the map... it's a small island somewhere between Malaysia and Thailand) Right. Let's start of with some stories first. Anyway, this are all hear say.

The story chronology goes like this. This group of friends planned to go to Langkawi for a last gathering before we get to University. At first, there are only boys. They tried to pursuade the most unlikely to go person to go. I'll label him as tjc_23. Why did I say most unlikely? Because he had been ruled by this so call God BN. That's what they call her at least. Right, at first he had to potong my friends' stim because of BN. So they were like so few people meh? Ask more people to go la. So the finally invited some girls. 3 girls actually. However after all the arrangements tjc_23 suddenly got his permit to go with my friends. Well extra friends means extra fun. Obviously they did not reject him la. At the same time they also didn't tell him that the trip is no longer all boys trip. He went not knowing that there is a storm brewing. On the departing day, tjc_23 finally got to know the "secret". He decided to be honest and told BN about the trip not being all boys trip anymore. KABOOM!! The storm hit him like a hurricane. Both side started getting really sad. tjc_23 doesn't seem to be happy according to my source. On the other side, BN took revenge too. She started posting all nasty things about this group of friends of mine in her blog. Calling them names. Seriously, no one in this earth in their right mind will enjoy these names. Sorry her blog is now at ONLY INVITED FRIENDS. So all three party now started their war on blogger.com. Comments and posts were flying everywhere.

Sad isn't it? We have known each other for many years and now this kinda things happened and put their friendship on the edge. So why does this kinda thing happened? Well there are a few possibilities. Sorry... Due to course related syndrome, I like the words possibility and probability now. HAHAHAHA...

Ok... Here's my point. The discussion on whether to control or be controlled? There is this chinese idiom that says if you don't control, then you're being controlled. So why do we choose to be controlled in stead of be IN control? In this case, we are discussing whether to control our parter or be controlled by him or her. Well if the world is not square and nothing is equal as I said earlier, then I choose to be IN control. Why let someone drag your life? It is a torture if you ask me. Say you look at this friend of mine. He is suffering right? So do the right thing, be in control!

You might be thinking if everyone wants to be in control then who are those being controlled? Well here's the solution. In Malaysia, the parliament needs a 2/3 support to pass certain laws and so on. So we make it a bit simple we don't need 2/3. In stead, we go for majority which is 50.0000 (put in as many 0 as you like) 001% right? So most of the things we just need to compromise la. Don't go like Mr YES or Mrs YES. From Mr(s) Yes you will eventually turn to be Mr(s) Lame Shit. Don't you get it? You're lame because you don't dare to fight for you own right! Great men don't obey all the LAWS!!! Laws are meant to be broken. This is for the good of improvements!

At this moment, most of you will be thinking: what the hell is this person talking about? This is how I prove that I love her! Hee... Honestly, this is not a way to show her how much you love him or her! This is a way to doom yourselves! Think! How long can you go on like this? How many times can you tolerate her? How many times can you say YES? To what extend you can obey her senseless rules? Think! YOU CAN'T DO IT!!! These type of couple won't end up getting married! If they do, I dare to bet that they will ended up divorced or either or both of them cheat on each other. This will be the end of the love live.

Don't believe me? Try it yourself.

I will sign off for now. Another example for you next time.. Tataz