$86,400 everyday? Go to hell…

Posted on by Aimer Shama

lol

took a sip of my tea and decided to write this. not gonna go into a lot of details but whatever doesn’t kill me. i’m here “right here, right now”. “right here, right now”. “right here, right now”. getting bored? surprised? you shouldn’t be. you weren’t sitting in a training room with 20 other lost souls being lectured by a self righteous perfect goody two shoes who turned off the lights and opened his laptop to show us the illegally downloaded and being played offline video he got from youtube that goes like:

imagine there was a bank

(smooth moving pictures of banks)

this bank credits your account everyday

(atm’s)

with the exact amount of $86,400

(big ass $86,400)

knowing that whatever you don’t spend from that account

the bank takes it away

what would you do?

(dum dum duuum heartbeat kind of music)

you would withdraw

every last cent

(i’ll let you imagine what you should be seeing from what the guy is saying)

there is such a bank that each of us has

it is called time

(not what you should be hearing though: playing in the bank ground is new age bullshit music that starts to peek)

everyday

we are blessed by 86,400 seconds

everyday

and whatever we don’t spend of these seconds

gets wasted

every second wasted

is money lost

you need to invest every second of every day

and bla bla bla to always be right here… right now…

(A WOMAN SCREAMING, THE SOUND AND THE BIGASS FONT ON LOOP:

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!

RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT NOW!)

If you are wondering about that value of a year

ask a student who failed a subject

if you are wondering about the value of a month

ask a mother who gave birth to a deformed CHILD

if you are wondering about the value of a week

ask the editor of a weekly newspaper

if you are wondering about the value of an hour

(I was actually wondering about a DAY, fuckface)

ask a person who has missed the train

bla bla bla minute

bla bla bla second bla bla bla person who evaded a car accident

(I’m guessing the one who didn’t is dead in your dicktionary, eh dickface?)

if you are wondering about the value of a millisecond

ask the person who won the silver medal in a race

(i.e came in second place)

(background with video of super fit black chicks running for their lives at some olympics or sumthing and finishing vertually at the same time)

what would you do?

(uh huh)

yesterday is history

tomorrow is a mystery

but today is a gift

that

is

why

(duh, cliche like fuck)

it

is called

(PRESENT, pipes up the self proclaimed always in the spotlight knowitall)

THE PRESENT

(a 1000 and 1 pigs snorting in my head)

END

lights back on. people looked around smiling, stunned, intrigued, didn’t know what to think.

they haven’t heard about conditioning before but whatever doesn’t kill them…

the man talked, all agreed, the man talked some more, all smiled

and he moved of with the lecture

STOP

i said

I have a question

is there anyone in this room that didn’t like this video?

he said: excellent question! (he repeats my question to the room)

silence

I waited

for thousands of milliseconds

no one answered

so i said

yeah! ME!

 

that’s very interesting! why?

 

me: first of all, who made this video?

and why?

what is he trying to teach us?

what is he trying to make us do?

or learn?

at they trying to make us into machines?

every second is money lost???

 

people looked around and gave me the what the hell is he seeing who the hell didn’t he lurrrrv this look

this also happened for a several hundred milli fucking seconds

and they went like

 

aw come on sillyyyyyyyy that was amaziiiiiing

 

so what would you guys do?

doesn’t this stress you out?

doesn’t this make you forget even the thought of relaxing or sleeping or getting a vacation?

is your second really worth $1?

if you sleep for 10 hours, does that mean you payed 10X60X60 dollars?

that’s 36000 in case you’re wondering knowitall

and no i didn’t use a calculator

so would you?

of couuuurse, relaxation is a great investment to come back healthy and fit and work some more

(a lot fucking more i bet)

 

ok look silly, was there ever a past experience that you had that made you feel this way?

(i’m guessing i gave him a look that made him back off)

look I’m not trying to play shrink on you or anything but really why do you feel that way?

 

ok man, I’m a sensitive guy, not in a bad way, but something like time just stresses me out, don’t get me wrong i’m punctual and everything but i just don’t like to be rushed, i really respect deadlines and all but time should not be viewed in this way, if you keep thinking about time all the time, you will never be able to stretch and relax and feel happy and carefree no matter what you have and frankly if i’m getting $86,400 a day, after a few days i will have bought everything i need and i won’t even feel the need to take that money or do anything with it, so no. time is a lot, A LOT, deeper than money, and this kind of shit would only appeal to a naiive materialistic person

…

…

…

 

yeah :)

I’m baaaaaaaaaaaaack! FUCK YEAH!

Posted on by Aimer Shama

told you id be back guys

now dont take this personally but im only here to prove a point to a friend

you see, i challenged a friend that i would write everyday, YES, everyday, or ill have to pay 50 dollars to the fucking club if a day passes and i don’t write a couple pages so yeah

so here i am and let the abusing beging:

by the way about my new writing style:

i’m an english teacher now and i wanna stay the fuck away of punctuation and caring of all the shit i should keep in there

“style” isn’t the right word, but it’s the first word that comes to mind

so…

yeah :)

(p.s. but i do miss your asses so much)

Stop Hating on The Casual Vacancy!

Posted on by Aimer Shama

If you are going to judge a book, don’t judge it by its cover. That’s the case with most books. But with a book like The Casual Vacancy, written by J. K. Rowling, author of Harry Potter, it makes more sense to say that you shouldn’t judge a book by its predecessor. And a predecessor like the best selling novel of all time is hard to compete against.

According to what life can teach us, reaching the top is not as hard as staying at the top. Put yourself in Rowling’s position. You have successfully written the most popular novel of all time. The problem isn’t only that every novelist out there is competing against your amazing novel, it is that you are also competing against your own novel yourself. Not only that, but the competition you’re facing is actually greater. The eyes of the whole world is on you in anticipation of your next undisputed masterpiece, isn’t it? And if you write anything that does not immediately raise oohs and aahs from your readers, you fail, right? To put it simply: Harry Potter competes against its own author more than it competes against anyone else.

The current rating of The Casual Vacancy, ranging from 3 to 3.5 out of 5 on goodreads.com for example and the opinions of critics that are said to be mostly “meh” are either rating or criticizing it in comparison with Harry Potter. Now that is bias at its most glorious days. It is the “apples and oranges” argument all over again. To be unbiased and to judge The Casual Vacancy fairly, you have to be either a person who did not read Harry Potter, or a person capable of completely detaching yourself from the experience of having ever read Harry Potter. I try to do the latter and I am telling you, in my personal opinion, as unbiased as it can get: The Casual Vacancy is a good read. It is daring, compelling, thought-provoking, interesting, bleak, and does not deny you some occasional good humor.

To comment on the negative reviews out there, here is a quote from theguardian.co,uk:

The metaphors regularly run away with her. One character’s sexual performance was “as predictable as a Masonic handshake”. What’s predictable about that?

Um… nothing? Which is, like, the point?

Here is one in thetelegraph.co.uk entitled thus

JK Rowling review: ‘The Casual Vacancy’ breaks Harry Potter’s spell

In ‘The Casual Vacancy’, JK Rowling bewilders her fans with an uneven, often harrowing book

Breaks Harry Potter’s spell? More like breaks Harry Potter’s curse!

All I want to say that pretty much any review out there is either the good unbiased kind, or the biased failed-to-meet-my-impossibly-high-expectations kind.

It is a wrong assumption to say I like Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling, therefore I will like The Casual Vacancy because it is also by J.K. Rowling. If you like dramatic social fiction, you will. If you don’t, you won’t. Don’t compare it, just read it!

Thank you.

So I got married…

Posted on by Aimer Shama

The first result when I image-googled vacation :P

Hello world!

Long time no see.

I know, I know, I’m a bad blogger, but this is a shout to say I did not forget about you, dear reader, just that I got married early september and just got back from the honeymoon. I’m also getting trained to be… drum roll… an English teacher! Cool, huh? Also dealing with a a rougher than usual, faster than usual kind of mood swinging, but they’re not that hard.

I’ll take some time to recover from the shock and sort my life out, and then we’ll be together like good old times.

Only with knowing sadness…

Posted on by Aimer Shama

Only with knowing sadness can you come to know happiness.

I thought this moment would never come. I thought this feeling is long forgotten. I thought I can think CLEAR, it’s all in the past and I will never get depressed again.

I was WRONG.

Here I am, one month from my wedding, and feeling like a useless liability to those around me. Where did my optimism go? My happiness? My confidence? My enjoyment? My life?

And these thoughts! They are so negative all the time now. Like here I am writing this post, and it goes like “You’re doing this for attention, aren’t you?”

Well I’m not, I’m just leaving this as a message for the people who care. A person who cares is better than thousands who don’t, A good friend is better than any number of acquaintances.

“You know you shouldn’t be blogging, your doctor would be very upset.”

Well what does he know? Didn’t he warn me from bipolar groups? Now those groups made me my best real life friends who know how to pick me when I’m down. I’m pretty sure he’s wrong about this blog as well.

Anyway, just thought I’d get this message out there in case someone was wondering if I’m ever down. Well, I am the author of “Why I love being bipolar”. Now I’m thinking about what a joke that article was. But no I’ve got to bear with this.

Only with great sadness can you appreciate great happiness.

Yeah.. I made that up…

Anyway… Thanks for caring.

I love you all.

Aimer Shama