Is it too late for a Happy Valentines?

I forgot about Valentines actually. Then somebody reminded me of it... in a very cruel way. But I'm all OK about it now, and I dedicate this video to everyone out there. Happy Valentines Day! Sorry it took quite a while...

Hungry for the lyrics? I was.

I don't wanna go back home
I don't wanna kiss goodnight
Let us paralyse this moment until it dies
 To the end of the earth
Under the valley of the stars
There's a car crashing deep inside my heart

Take a ride through the avenues
Across the great divide
There's a siren screaming "I'm alive,'' it cries
 
Red alert is the color
Of your paper valentines
Intertwined on this moment passing by
 
Take a ride through the avenues
Across the great divide
There's a siren screaming "I'm alive," it cries


Red alert is the color
of your paper valentines
Intertwined on this moment
passing by

Oh, come away with me tonight
with cigarettes and valentines

Cigarettes and Valentines!

So, come away with me tonight
with cigarettes and valentines

Oh, come away with me tonight
with cigarettes and valentines

Cigarettes and Valentines!

Justin Bieber Must Die

I'm just joking about the title.

I was never a fan of Justin Bieber. I just didn't think of him much. There is a joke on Facebook where first-time listeners of JB will think, ''Wow, that girl has a nice voice''. That actually happened to me. No kidding. Even my mom went, ''Who's this girl?'' when she first heard his mega-hit, ''Baby''.

''He's a boy? I think you're wrong la...''

No, really, Mom. It's a he.
 

I didn't think much about it as I resumed my life. Yes, I heard the occasional ''oh my god, he's so dreamy!'', ''his voice is so cuuuuute!'', ''I LOVE him!'' and so on... And then I discovered the haters. A very impressive haters database, JB has. His music video, "Baby" which was declared the most watched video in Youtube history (400 million views) had the unbalanced numbers of loving fans and sarcastic trashers (500 k likes, 900 k dislikes). And since most of my friends didn't like JB either (even the girls, astonishingly) I went along and started trashing the ''teen hearthrob'' as well.

'Justin Bieber's a BOY?'

JB: You sparkle. You sure you're a vampire, not a fairy?
Edward: You sound girly. You sure you're a guy?

'Shame on those people who posted RIP Justin Bieber on FB. It's not nice to bring up people's hopes that way...'

Yes, yes, I followed the trend of hating JB since it was the majority of the masses. In some small way, I didn't like him too. The way he swishes his hair, says pitifully that he just got lucky with his fame, and the oh-so-agonising repeats of his song, 'Baby, baby, oooo like baby, baby--' 

Then when I looked at the situation, a question hit me; ''Why do I hate Justin Bieber?" 

Which in turn revealed itself in a bigger spotlight. ''Why do people hate Justin Bieber?'' 

So since I had nothing better to do, I scourged the net for information. Fans, critics, haters and the in-betweens, the closet fans and so much. Of course, the answers I found were a bit one-sided, one way or the other. Here's an example of a comment from a, I think the term is, ''Belieber'';

OMG I love JB so much! He sings like an angel <3 <3 <3 I love you Justin! Please keep singing and don't worry about the haters, you still have us to always always always love you!!! <3 <3 Justin!!!!! xoxoxox FUCK YOU haters you're just jealous because he's famous and he is NOT GAY!

That's probably along the lines of one of these hardcore fans. Take a look at a bona fide hater's comment. Taken from the official FB page of The Justin Bieber Haters;

Justin Bieber Haters; gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay

Well, it might not seem much, but one word says it all. 

The Beliebers believe in Justin Bieber as a messiah in the teen world. Some sort of messiah, if I say so myself. Someone so young, so pure, singing about his heart's woes about some chick who's playing hard to get (Baby) and the pain of trying to be there for someone you love (You Smile, I Smile) or loving someone to the point where you tell them non-stop 'I love you' (One Time, ironically). That, with his hair-swish action, melts the hearts of a thousand lonely girls out there every day. Edward Cullen has some competition. 

The haters play a darker role in JB's fame, criticising his voice, his looks. Some say this is jealousy of his obviously inflated popularity. Well, at 15 and you have a Ferrari and chicks after your heels and you need a bodyguard? Against girls? That's something to envy about. The smaller, more sensible role of haters is to show the world how fake JB is. A comment I found on Yahoo! Answers cleared some of my confusion;

It's not him as a person, but he is the culmination of how far mass media has fallen and people are getting sick of it. His music is not good. At all. People only think he's good because the people around them say that he's good. And those people only say that he's good because they think the people around them like him. In other words, Justin Beiber is a bad trend. A fad. People should not be getting famous and making tons of money by being a fad. Pretty soon, Beiber will be completely forgotten. Hopefully, the record companies won't find another Beiber to take his place.

Now, this fellow's comment is actually very logical and I very much agree with it. Maybe it's the word of mouth and looks that made JB popular as a god as he is now, but it's always better to tone down your craziness over a 16-year-old pre-pubescent singer. Try listening to other music too. *cough*GREEN DAY*cough*

And the haters! Hating someone just because they made (f*cking shit-loads of) money is not right. Making fun of JB is alright, gives everyone a few laughs, but hating him with the sheer power of burning hell? Just because he's famous? Because he's rich? Because of the screaming chicks at his concert? That's called jealousy and hatred, two common sins.

Maybe he is defacing music, ruining the very image of it, and getting money out of it. But in my opinion, JB will not last. Yes, years from now, his songs will still be on the air, but that rock star fame won't be with him anymore. Just another passing shooting star. But I guess I won't hate Justin Bieber anymore. Nor will I like him. I'll just be indifferent. Being in between two factions is very awesome. Thanks for visiting!

Psychometrics: Attachment, Caring and Intimacy

Okay. I've been talking nonsense for the past few months. I never really chose on a topic to blog about. Time to get back on track. Time to show my followers down there, right hand-side panel there, why they followed my blog.

Because I talked interesting crap.

But before that, allow me to express my insanity over what's to come in the next two weeks or so.

...

HOLY SHIT SPM RESULTS ARE GOING TO COME OUT SOON, I AM SOOOOO SCREWED, I DIDN'T CARE THEN, BUT CRAP, I CARE ABOUT IT NOW, IT'S LIKE DOOMSDAY AFTER BREAKFAST AND WHY THE HECK IS EVERYONE AT THE OFFICE MAKING A FUSS OUT OF IT, I'M THE ONE WHO'S GONNA PICK UP THE RESULTS, MY As ARE SOOOOOOO GONE--

...

Okay. That felt much better. *Phew*

Now, now. What do we have for today?

Right. Psychometrics; and its role in attachment, caring and intimacy.

Okay, okay. To put in a simpler way... I'm talking about love.

*audience goes ''awwwwwww crap'' *

Aw, don't worry. I'll make it less tormenting as we go along. I know you're interested. So, go on.

Now, I've explained about love before. I think it was from this lil post right here. Here's a more definite take on this world-class celebrated emotion.

Taken from everybody's favourite website, Wikipedia--

Love is a universal concept related to affinity, with different interpretations depending on the point of view taken (personal, philosophic, artistic, religious, scientific). In the Western World, love is considered an emotion of strong affection and personal attachment.^[1] In philosophical context, love is a virtue representing all of human kindness, compassion, and affection. In some religious contexts, love is not just a virtue, but the basis for all being, as in the Christian phrase, “God is love” or Agape in the Canonical gospels.^[2] Love may also be described as actions towards others (or oneself) based on compassion.^[3] Or as actions towards others based on affection.^[4]

So basically, love is something of a language. Some would say language of the heart. I'd partially agree on that, because love is something that can be felt by one or more hearts.

But love is also something of an emotional pain-- the raw want of to love, and to be loved in return.
Especially if two hearts feel the same, the pain would be more constant. You know someone out there has the same feelings for you, but you also know environmental (or in most cases, social) causes that love to be difficult to be achieved.

You get stories spun out of this relative fact, and there's Romeo and Juliet as proof.

However, the pain is more evident if only one heart feels the emotion while receiving nothing in return. The basis for it is still the pain of want, but coupled up (no pun intended there) with the pain of rejection... we have what the world calls heartbreaks.

Of course, the masses would agree with me when I say that the pain of heartbreaks is worst than the pain of wanting love. There's also some individuals who'd like to take their heartbreaks to the maximum, say the tragedy of Alviss Kong.

No disrespect to the late Mr. Kong, but suicide was never really the answer. Yes, he was rejected by a girl who he had claimed to be in love with, but in the end, after releasing himself from emotional pain with physical pain (which evidently lead to his death) he had not only hurt (killed, actually) himself, but his family, friends, and the girl whom he harbored a crush on.

Imagine how the girl is coping with the guilt now. Survivor's guilt, dear readers.

It has been proven many times that when someone loses faith in love, he loses faith in everything. His job, his dreams and even religion. Very, very dangerous outcome, this is. One has to be optimistic no matter how grim things are.

Never lose hope. Yes, that's what I say to everyone. It's hard, I know. I've lost hope so many times, I always felt hypocritical when I say this to someone else. But I try. And I'd like it if everyone else did. So much to do in this life!

Back to the matter at hand, love grows at a steady rate, especially if the situation -- as people say -- clicks. Based on psychometrics, there are three levels of growth: attachment, where someone latches a piece of their feelings for another on a sub-conscious level. Caring, when the person's feelings are stimulated with emotions such as worrying or concern for another and finally intimacy; where that person feels a unique bond with another, and it's not individual, but shared by both, supported by the first two levels of growth.

Most of you will probably wonder why I'm just typing these facts out. But facts block the truth of one's heart, no? No one ever liked facts. Facts just provide the shadow of an inanimate object, to make it more believable in the real world, disregarding if people like it or not.

This includes love.

I'm saying love is a wonderful thing. Pure, ever-existing, and always the positive light in our dark universe. It can't be contaminated like power or wealth. It's a driving force in life, and pushes us to do things we normally hesitate to do. Achieving a dream, success in life... and finding someone to love.

But you can drown in it. Too much of a good thing, you see. People get beaten down by love everyday. Hearts get broken, tears are shed. It's not only romantic love, but family love as well. Impersonal love, where one loses aim in everything.

I know. I've heard. I've seen. I'm touched by their stories, and I feel for them. It hurts me as well, and I can do nothing but to console them. But I know they'll keep on going, with love as a driving force, to hope.

Hope for the best.

In reality, love kinda sucks. But people still go after it.

I wonder why.

You Seeing Double?

Ain't that just cool? And AWESOME?
High -LEGENDARY- Five!
Get it?

Hee hee.