May 29, 2009

Тиймээ, би аюултай
Байхгүйг бий болгож байгааг үгүй хийнэ
Чамайг би зохиож чамтай би ярина
Тэгээд бас чарлуулж төвөггүйхэн алга болгоно
Үгээр би сумлаж үзгээр би зэвсэглэнэ.

Тиймээ, би аюултай
Өдрийг шөнө болгож сарыг нар болгоно
Үнэнээр би буудаж гашууныг би мэдрүүлнэ
Өчигдрийн үнэнийг баллаж өнөөдрийн худал болгоно
Цаасыг би сараачиж чёрнелийг би дуусгана.

Тиймээ, би аюултай
Уурыг чинь хүргэж ухааныг чинь самууруулна
Усыг би шатааж галаар би наадна
Харыг цагаан болгож цагааныг улаан болгоно
Түүхийг би бүтээж түүнийг би мөнхрүүлнэ

Тиймээ, би аюултай
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Posted on Friday, May 29, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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Хүйтэн өдөр байна жихүүн салхитай
Хөрсөн сэтгэлийг минь бүлээцүүлж өгөөч
Харгуй замын зөрлөгт ирчихсэн миний
Хашаа явахыг минь газарчилж өгөөч

Сайхан бүсгүйчүүд нүдний баясгалан юмдаа
Сэтгэлийн минь гал хаачсаныг хэлээд өгөөч
Сийрсэн малгай, нар хоёрт би дуртай юмсан
Сүүдэрт хэвтэх намайг дээш босгоод өгөөч

Найрын ширээний халамцуухан эрхэм шиг
Найзан дундаа цэнгэхийг болиулаад өгөөч
Ногоон дэлхий дэлбээгээ нээчихсэн байх юм
Нойронд дугжрах намайг сэрээгээд өгөөч

Сонирхол буурна гэдэг байдаг юм болов уу
Солиорлын галанд харин шатаж би явна уу
Сэрлийн оч од нь мандан бадрахаа байв уу
Сийлсэн эгшигний аялгуу нь би юм болов уу

2009-05-29

Posted on Friday, May 29, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 27, 2009

Oh, what a week. What-A-Crazy week.

Before my summary of the week, I just want to talk a little about the upcoming Manchester United game. The game of my life. The game tomorrow. The game that is going to make me cry regardless of the result. The game : Manchester United vs Barcelona. Tomorrow I am going to wake up and and and and wear my manU jersey all day long. I strongly believe that my team will win the trophy once again. God bless the Mancs. God bless us.




Last Thursday. Quiz night at Budweiser pub. It used to be at Dave's place across the square, but for some mysterious reason, the pub closed, but as always, the one and only Dave hosted the quiz night. Met a really funny dude from the States. He was on our team. A couple of my friends actually came to the quiz night including Khishgee, 10gis, Orchlon and so on. Guess what. The dude on my team was from the same school as Khishi - Univ. of Florida, so we had a lot to talk about. On the other hand, our team ended at a higher place than Tengis's team overall, after three rounds. Woohoo! Friday was a long day for me. Woke up fucking early. Then hmmm, let's see. I don't even know what happened. When the day finally reached dawn, the fun began. Met with two friends and went for a haircut. I wanted to grow my hair. I was actually growing my hair a few weeks earlier but an old barber screwed my hair big time, and it was FUCKED up - so i had to go for a buzzcut once again. Then went to Unu's apartment. Got hungry. Called Khishi. Had a nice dinner with a few people. Went for a karoake. Had a great time. 12 am. MetroPOOOOOLIS. Oh my god. I missed it sooooo eff'ing much. Electro music in my brain, in my blood cells... Bum dam bum bam... Danced 'till sunrise. A lot of drama happened that night. It was a bit annoying have to say. When I got there, my classmates were already there, settled down. Introduced some of my friends to my classmates. Music, music, music in my head. A few friends and I were running away from the same girl - the most annoying girl in the world. She was completely out of the context. Drunk + Horny + Scary and it's a girl... ehhhhh... terrible combo. Felt really tired the next day and the days following it. I realized I was getting a bit too old for all this. I also realized another thing. Mongolia is the land of beauty. That night, I was proud to be a Mongolian. I was proud of the Mongolian beautiful ladies. I was just proud. (Note: I was not proud of the party life) Guys, please respect and love all the ladies that you know. Be proud as well. Monday. Crazy day. Saw a few friends. Went to HiFi 98.9 radio station. Met a lovely as well as pretty lady - a friend of a friend. Have to say, she made my heart beat faster and stronger, but I don't think she would be interested in me... sadly. Elbegee won that day. Haku lost her phone... to a stranger - pretty much got mugged in the streets, and the plot was really wtf. Today, stayed in all day. Had to clean up and brainstorm and discuss with Maxy about the resort website. Later on went to a golf range to do some workout. Tomorrow, game time. :D


PS: AKA is mad at me. I sincerely apologize.


Posted on Wednesday, May 27, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 23, 2009

A friendly advice. Liking a girl is bad. Liking a girl your friend is pursuing is even worse. Liking a girl without knowing that your friend is going after the girl is the worst. A fucked up question now: If then, you feel that the girl kind of likes you, what would you do? ... ... ... ... ... I would run away. Even though you know what you are capable of. Even though your soul tells you the opposite. Yep. That's what I did. "Ignore as much as you can. " That's the strategy. I don't know why. I just refused to cross the line. Friends are forever. Well that is pure bullshit, but crossing THE line was not an option for me. Ha, it was an option, but I just didn't want to look at it that way. So much for my morals and values. I just sucked it in, gave a BIG smile and went on. At least trying to. Should not be that bad. Nothing is that bad.

Human is a strange animal. Mind is a fucked up game. Life is a random choice. >>><<<

Posted on Saturday, May 23, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 19, 2009

The following takes place between May 2nd and May 19th...




...The looooooooong TRIP...

I took a deep breath. I said good bye for the summer. Caught a cold. Had a fever. Barely caught my flight. Forgot to put my swiss army knife in my suitcase. Went for a security check at Raleigh. Officer asked me whether I got anything sharp. I said "no". They searched my hand bag. Found the knife. Asked me to go back and check it in. I had no time. They threw it away. Got into my plane. Left North Carolina. Took a quick nap. Landed in DC. Don't remember a lot. Took a while to find the correct terminal. Found my gate. Got hungry. Asked a nice lady to look after my stuff. Searched for food. Found nothing. Continued searching. Long lines. Found a Mexican place. I ate some quesadillas. Forgot about the swine flu. Looked at my watch. Had 4 more hours to kill. Went shopping. Found nothing. Again. Bought some sunglasses. Long wait. Finally time to leave Dulles. Middle seat. Slept the first 6 hours. Missed the first meal. Got hungry again. Asked for food. Asked for blanket. Stewardess said "no". Realized United Airlines sucks. Asked for snacks. Gave me peanuts. Asked for coffee. Complete failure. Watched movies. Watched Gran Torino. Watched Frost Nixon. "Snack" time. They gave me ramen. Ate the ramen. Still hungry. Tried to sleep. Too much coffee. Watched Ink Heart. At last, meal time. Had noodles. Realized it was the worst airplane food ever. Got a stomach ache. Heared 30 mins until Beijing. Landed in Beijing. More long lines. Swine flu test. Had to wait again. Entry line. Ran into other Mongolians. Got lost. Met a British dude going to Mongolia. His name was Felix. Terminal 2. Found the Mongolians that I met earlier. We hanged out. We went for lunch. Found a restraunt. Paid 20 bucks. Had fried chicken. Had to puke. More disgusting food. More wait line. Had to wait. Watched Me&Marley. Played FIFA on someone's PSP. Checked in. Asked for a seat next to Felix. Arrived at the gate. More waiting. Got onto my plane. Sat next to Felix. We talked. MIAT time. Meal time. Ate some stuff. Felt really sleepy. Felix kept on talking. I fell asleep. Woke up. Chinggis Khan international airport. Baggage claim. Waited for my luggage. Got my luggage. Waited for Felix's luggage. Felix got his luggage. Reached the arrival hall. Saw my parents. Saw my friends. Came back home. Talked to mom. Went to bed.





...The loooooooong beginning of summer in short...

Woke up the next morning. Saw my friends. Went for a lunch at Big Burger with friends. Went for a dinner with parents at the Bull. Played basketball. Got tired. Came home. Got food poisoning. Threw up all night. High fever. I got really scared. Thought I got swine flu. Slept all day. Stayed up all night. Watched Champions League. Watched my team dismantle Arsenal. Got super excited. Stayed up all day. Hanged out with friends. Came back. Had to take my pills. Had to take it for the next 10 days. The next day and the next day... Woke up at noon. Stayed in all day. Played dota. Wrote on my blog. The first Friday. A friends birthday. Hanged out with friends. Saw snow. Days passed on. Time started flying. Hanged out with AKA. Occasionally chat with friends that are abroad. Khishi came. Hanged out with Khishi. Felt something strange. Got drunk. Started looking for an internship. Applied to Worldbank. Wrote cover letters. Wrote a lot of e-mails. Fixed my resume. Saw movies. Went to Urguu. Went to the lounge at Urguu. Saw a friends girlfriend. Jak came. Picked him up from the airport. Saw more movies. Hanged out with more people. Second Friday. Stayed in again. Friend's graduation ceremony. A really cold day. Started studying for GMAT. Remembered a friend. Missed him a lot. Went to see his parents. Had a great day. Played more basketball. Played snooker. Ate a lot. Sepe came. Played dota all night. Slept for 2 hours. AKA woke me up. Realized Haku came. Called for breakfast. Had breakfast with friends. A hot day. Had lunch with friends. Went to the river with friends. Enjoyed the time. Something strange happened. Met with Sepe. Went to a movie opening. Saw a great movie at Tengis. Made me think a lot. Maybe I should settle down. Maybe I should look for a feeling. Maybe I should give it a try. Started blogging. Wrote a letter to school... Maybe I should stop blogging. Maybe I should sleep.




Posted on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 18, 2009

За сүүлийн хоёр гурван бичлэг, хэхэ дан улс төрийн агуулгатай болчихож. Хараад байхад би Элбэгдоржийн талд ПР хийгээд байна уу даа... За арай үгүй юм аа... Миний өчүүхэн бодолд гэвч энэ хоёр нэр дэвшигч эрхмийн хэн нь арай дээр бол гэсэн бодол эргэлдэх юм. Аргагүйээ, би эх орондоо хайртай, би эх орныхоо ирээдүйг гэгээнээр харахыг хүсч байна. Гэхдээ нэг зүйлийг хэлмээр санагдчихлаа... Зурагтаар хоёр даргын мөрийн хөтөлбрийг харахад ерөнхийлөгч гэх хүн хэзээдээ ийм их эрх мэдэлтэй болчихсон юм бол гэж гайхал өөрийн эрхгүй төрлөө. Ингэнэ тэгнэ гээд ярих юм. Үндсэн хуулиндаа ийм ийм эрх мэдэлтэй гээд заагаад өгөн байхад, Обама шиг л юм ярьж байгаа нь хачирхалтай. Миний хувьд эдгээр хоёр олигарх ялгаагүй өмхий мэт санагдана. Энхбаяр Элбэгдорж.






Нэг юм нэмж хэлэхэд хүмүүсээ, та бүхэн сонгуулиа заавал өгөөрэй. Өнөөдөр очиж сонгуулийн үнэмлэхээ авах гэсэн чинь намайг хасцан байж тэнэгтддэг байна шт. Ийм л байхгүй юу. Аав бүртгүүлцэн байхад л хасан байгаа байхгүй юу. Миний өмнөөс өөр нэг хүн сүнгууль өгөх юм гэнээ... Алах юм аа...

Posted on Monday, May 18, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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Надад ийм мэдээлэл ирлээ. Үнэн байх магадлал өндөртэй юм...

Нэмэлт: Олон хүн source нь хаанаас авав гэнэ...
http://tuvshinjp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default


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Ононгийн Цолмонгийн Швейцарийн Swiss Credit банкин дахь хадгаламжийн дансны дугаар:

SCB 45378MG80009L12

Дансны үлдэгдэл 4р сарын 5-ы байдлаар:

1.3 тэрбум доллар (3 их наяд төгрөг буюу монгол улсын жилийн төсөв)


Сүрэнхор:

2009 оны 4 дүгээр сарын 4-ний өдөр Ерөнхийлөгч Н.Энхбаяр Бээжин лүү яаран ниссэн, энэ нь хадам эхийнхээ биеийн байдалд санаа зовсноос болсон гэсэн утгатай мэдээлэл гарч нилээдгүй шуугиулаад авсныг бүгд санаж байгаа байх гэж найдаж байна. Үнэн хэрэгтээ юу болсон юм бэ? гэдгийг би хэлэх гэсэн юм.

Тэр өдрүүдэд Швейцарийн банкнуудын холбоо арилжааны банкнуудынхаа эхний улирлын тайланд үндэслэн олон улсад мөрдөгддөг журмын дагуу тэрбум доллараас дээш хадгаламж эзэмшдэг хүмүүсийн нэрсийн жагсаалтыг гаргаж, зарлахаар бэлтгэсэн байсан байна. Тэд 2009 оны 4 дүгээр сарын 6-ны Даваа гаригт нийтэд зарлахаар төлөвлөж байсан юм байна.

Уг жагсаалтын 16-д нь 1,3 тэрбум долларын хадгаламж эзэмшигч О.Цолмон, Монгол гэж дурдагдсан нь манай Ерөнхийлөгчийн гэр бүл юм. Н.Энхбаяр төлөөлөгчөөрөө дамжуулан уг жагсаалтаас эхнэрийнхээ нэрийг 6 сар болтол зарлахгүй байгаа ч гэж хүсэлт гаргасны дагуу Швейцарийн банкнуудын холбоо О.Цолмонгийн нэрийг зарлахаа түр азнаад байгаа юм байна.

Харин ирэх 6 сарын дундуур зарлагдаж дараа нь Forbes сэтгүүл дээр тусгайлсан нийтлэл бичигднэ. Зарлахгүй бол Швейцарийн банкнуудын холбоо хуулийн дагуу хариуцлага хүлээх учраас яалт ч үгүй зарлана. Тэд үйлчлүүлэгчиддээ болох гэж байгаа үйл явдлын талаар тогтмол мэдээлэл өгдөг. Тэр хүрээнд О.Цолмонд мэдэгдсэн байна. Сонгууль дөхсөн үед энэ нь ямар осолтой мэдээлэл болохыг О.Цолмон ойлгож байсан ч банкинд түр хойшлуулхаас өөрөөр нөлөөлж чадахгүй.

Posted on Monday, May 18, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 17, 2009

Нөхөр нь амралтанд явхаар юм хумаа бэлдэж байна. Эхнэр нь : -чи хурмынхаа бөгжийг зүүхээ мартаа юу даа ? - За за яршиг, энэ хар халуунд... тэрний гэрэг гэж юу байхав... гэжээ.

Эхнэр нь нєхрєє загнаж байна гэнэ:
-Би чамайг хоол хийж байхад битгий саад бол гэж хэлсэн биз дээ. Yгэнд орохгvй янз бvр болж байгаад хvний ном хаалгачих юм. Тэгээд чамаас болоод би ямар хоол хийснээ мэдэхээ байчихлаа.

Залуухан, маш царайлаг хvvхнийг нарийн бичгээ болгохоор захирал нь єєрєє шалгалт авч байна гэнэ.
-За алив, харъя даа. Пєєх, сайн байна ш дээ. Чи ердєє хоёрхон алдаа гаргасан байна. Ёстой сайн. За харин одоо гурав дахь vгээ бичээрэй, би хэлж єгье....

Бэлэн Сэнгээ гуайгаас:
-Орчин vеийн монголын тєр засгийн байдлыг цэцлээд єгнє vv гэхэд:
Шvvрхий айраг шиг их хуралтай
Шvдгvй арслан шиг цэцтэй
Шvншиггvй бурхан шиг ерєнхийлєгчтэй
Шvvрэн шанага шиг засагтай гэжээ.

Белка, Стрелка хоёр нохойн хамт чукчаг сансарт хєєргєжээ. Тєвєс тэдэнтэй холбоо барьсан нь:
- Белка
- Хав
- Хєлгийн єндийг тодорхойлох хэрэгслийг хянаж яв
- Хав, хав
- Стрелка
- Хав
- Хєлгийн бvхээгийн халуун хvйтнийг тохируулах хэрэгслийг хянаж яв.
- Хав хав
- Чукча
- Хав
- Юуны чинь хав. Наад хоёр нохойндоо хоолыг нь єгєхєє мартчихваа
- Хав, хав

- Миний хvv энэ юу гэсэн мессэж байна.
- Би чамд хайртай. Цэцгээгээс чинь гэнэ.
- Битгий худлаа яриад бай чи.
- Ээ худлаа гэвэл ээжээр уншуул.
- Ээжээ!...

- Сансарын нислэгийн тєвєєс нэг залуу асууж байна гэнэ.
- Нисээд иргэж ирдэггvй онгоц байна уу?
- Яах гэсэн юм бэ?
- Хадам ээжийгээ л юм vзvvлэх санаатай.

Нэг хар нєхєр євдєгнийхєє орчим маажилж зогсов. Тэгсэн єєр нэг хар нєхєр ёжтой инээмсэглэсээр дєхєж ирээд:
-Яасан, Мбумби vзvvр нь загатнаад байна уу гэвэл нєгєєх нь:
-Yгvй ээ, яг дунд хэсэгтээ гэж гэнэ.

1.Эхнэр чинь салаад єєр хvнтэй яваад єгчээ.
Реалист: Гэр бvлийн амьдрал ингээд тєгсдєг байж.
Гутранги vзэлтэн: Миний амьдрал ингээд сvйрлээ.
Єєдрєг vзэлтэн: Ашгvй ахиж санхvvгийн бэрхшээлд орно гэхгvй амар боллоо
2.Дотроо цагаан нунтагтай захидал иржээ.
Реалист: «Аль Кайда» халдварт євчний нян илгээжээ. ТТГ руу утасдъя.
Гутранги vзэлтэн: Яанаа би хэдхэн хоногийн дараа vхэх нь...
Єєдрєг vзэлтэн: Ашгvй ингэж нэг зурагтаар гардаг байж.
3. Гэнэт дvлийрчээ.
Реалист: Нэг мєсєн дvлий болсон ч байж магадгvй.
Гутранги vзэлтэн: Яанаа ахиад хэнтэй ч vг сольж чадахгvй нь...
Єєдрєг vзэлтэн: Ашгvй эхнэрийн vглэхийг сонсохгvй амар болох нь...

«Нарсан» дахь бодол: «Улсын ємч идсэн хэргээр сууж байгаадаа харамсахгvй байна. Харин одоо сууж байгаагаасаа арав дахин илvvг идчихээд яг энэ ангиараа шийтгэгдэх байсан гэж бодохоор уур хvрээд байх юм».

Хурим хийхээс ємнє эр эм хоёр нэг нэгэндээ «Надад зєвхєн чи л таалагддаг» гэцгээдэг бол хуримын дараанаас удалгvй «Чи зєвхєн надад л таалагдах юм даа» гэцгээдэг.

Хvvхнvvд яагаад.....
...... нохой, эсвэл муур мэтийн аймар амьтдыг эрхлvvлээд байдаг мєртлєє хулгана мэтийн мєрєєрєє амьтадаас vхтлээ айдаг юм бол?
...... тэр дороо эргvvлээд зурчихдаг байж хємсгєє зулгаагаад байдаг юм бол?
...... биеийнхээ дур булаам хэсгvvдийг ил гаргасан задгай хувцас ємсчихєєд, ил гаргасныг нь хvн хамаагvй ширтээд эсвэл чимхэж базаллаа гэж уурлаад байдаг юм бол?

Чамаас нэг удаа урвасан бол урвагчийн буруу. Харин хоёр удаа урвасан бол цэвэр чиний буруу.

Хөтлөгч Хар сарнайг тайзнаа урья аа гээд зарлатал Эмоушны Сарнай гүйж байх юм гэнэ

Хүүхнүүдийг чи их хөөрхөн юмаа гэхэд: америк эмэгтэйчүүд-баярлалаа гэдэг бол францчууд-үүнээс ч илүү хөөрхөн байсан юм орос бүсгүй-тийм гэжүү англичууд-арай үгүй байлгүйдээ харин монголчууд-за битгий хуцаад бай

Яагаад пиво, охиноос илүү байдаг вэ? -Пиво болгоны хамгийн анхных нь чи байдаг. -Бааранд ирээд чи дуртай пивоо сонгож болно. -Пивотой хамт байх тусам сайхан. -Пивоноос үлдсэн толбо арилдаг. -Пивыг чи хооллож ундлах хэрэггүй. -Чамайг хаа нэгтээ өөр пиво ууж байхад машин дахь пиво чинь тайван хүлээж байдаг. -Чамайг өөр пиво уудаг болчихвол хуучин пиво чинь хэзээ ч уурлахгүй. -Пивны баглаа боодол, шошгыг тайлахад ямар ч эсэргүүцэл үзүүлэхгү

Гурван найз архи ууж байна.
Хоёр нь нэгийгээ:
-Чи сургуульд газар зүй дээр хэд авдаг байсан бэ?
-Заримдаа гурав, заримдаа дөрөв авдаг байсан .
-Тэгвэл чи нэг гүйгээд ирэх үү, арай төөрчихгүй юм шиг байна

Нэгэн шаргал үст бүсгүй найз шаргал үстдээ хэлэв: “Миний халаасанд хэдэн зоос байгааг таагаарай”
Найз нь: “Хэрэв би зөв таавал аль нэгийг нь авч болох уу?”
Нөгөө найз нь: “Хэрэв чи зөв таавал хоёуланг нь авч болно!” <-- blonde... blonde girls...

Posted on Sunday, May 17, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 16, 2009

Блог дээр юм бичихээс залхуу хүрээд байна... яах уу?

Posted on Saturday, May 16, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 11, 2009

Зиа өнөөдрөөс эхэлж bathroom break нэртэй богино цувралыг нэвтрүүлж эхлэх санаатай байна. Жорлонд лаптопоо тэврэж ороод энд байх 5-10 мин-уутандаа бэсрэг column бичиж байх. Хаха. Номер 1.

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Энхбаяр vs. Элбэгдорж

Who is better?

Хэн нь ч биш. Ялгаагүй хэрэгцээгүй нийгмийн шавхраанууд. Болдогсон бол энэ сонгуулийг татан буулгаад дахин шинэ нэр дэвшигчид тодруулаад явуулдаг бол.

Who likes who?

Залуучууд ер нь Элбэгээд нэлээд ам муутай байгаа бололтой. Арга ч үгүй биз. Шудрага ёс шудрага ёс л гэх юм, шудрага ёс гэж юу юм бэ? Энхбаярт архаг МАХН-ны гишүүд дэндүү хайртайг хүн болгон мэдэх бөлгөө.

Who says what?

Урьдчилсан судалгаагаар Энхбаяр илүү явна гэх юм... Мэдэхгүй. Энхбаяр нь бараг Элбэгээгээс дээр биз. Идэж ууж ханаа биз гэж бодохсон. Нэг том аюул гэвч байна. Их өрийн асуудал дээр хэдэн сая ногоон гувшсан хүн Оросын талын одоо хэлсэн бүгдийг YES SIR хэмээн биелүүлэхээс өөр аргагүй болжээ. Өөрөөр хэлбэл Оросын бууны нохой. Баяр угаас Орост ээлтэй хүн. Тэгэхээр хммм...

Who is gonna win?

Миний бодлоор Элбэгдорж цэвэр ялах шинжтэй. С.Баяр мэдэж байсан. Энхбаяр энэ сонгуулийн дараа улс төрөөс чад хийнэ гэдгийг. Харж л сууя.

Posted on Monday, May 11, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 10, 2009

OK, now this is lame - waking up in the middle of the night for no reason and reaching for my laptop... fml.

































I am a lazy person. I also want to succeed in life. Huh? Doesn't go well together... I have never heard any inspiring stories that miraculously spit out success without hard work and dedication. If there is any, remember luck is on YOUR side sometimes, but not very very very often. In my simplistic view of life, there is me sitting on a beach sipping Corona extra and I want money, fame, successful life, beautiful girls and sexy cars...






Well I can be a businessman on the beach...





Let me introduce you to my world of imagination - the world of logical flaws. Just doesn't make sense aye? Even an introductory economics class will tell you Money = Work. Some believe money is happiness. I am not going to argue, that might be the case. Maybe not. Nevertheless, I want to be a happy person. If there is ever a shortcut to happiness, I would be the first person to find it and take it. Even if there aren't any shortcuts, I would still be the one who looks for it every single second while I am still breathing.





If a model, a pre-determined path or whatever that I just can copy paste, which then will guarantee me money and money existed, my dream would come true. I don't wanna think to get rich. I just want money. Even if it is plagiarism, I would still copy everything, each single step to succeed. I am quite sure it is impossible to expel a person from life. All I am saying is I will do whatever it takes to make easy fortune, I'll kill a person, I'll become a prostitute - whatever it takes.





Ok, let's cut on this bullshit. All I am SAYING is no work, no money. I know I am terrible at making a point. I do whatever it takes. Even if it makes me look retarded. There is no such thing as easy money. Well you can win a lottery, as I mentioned earlier, some can get lucky, but you still need the money to buy your lottery tickets. You gotta work your ass off just to taste the drop of success. Success is not always money. Money is never happiness, instead a tool. That's how I look at it. Let yourself define success. Success can be anything. Someone once told me "Don't let anyone else define success for you...". A faithful, happy and big family can be success. It takes a lot of hard work to maintain a stable family. A random comment here. For the wives whose husbands cheat, don't blame it purely on the guy. It's your fault too. It's your reponsibility to constantly attract and seduce your husband. Nah nah. Don't tell me, we give birth, raise the kids and don't have time. Life is never fair. Your husband, your responsibility. Hah. An idea? A light bulb? Let's get back to the topic. You are not married yet. You have a girlfriend instead. Carrying on a healthy relationship with a girl is a hardwork as well. I know a lot of people who say relationhip sucks, it' too complicated, girls are complicated... well good luck. It costs a lot of brain cells and takes a lot of hard work. Same for the ladies. Guys have feelings too. Building a healthy and nearly perfect relationship is harder than making 1 million on the stock market by shortselling bonds.





One day you got too drunk and got your girlfriend pregnant. Raising a baby is even worse. It's constant pressure, dedication and hard work with a bit of love and some daipers. You can't quit now. Now you have to feed three instead of one. Good job. Every single aspect of your life is a challenge. When a person wants a happy life he has to work for it, every day of his life. Life is a game that you can't fail because there is only one lifeline. Failure is gameover.






People say the best things in life are free. Bullshit. There is no such thing as free stuff. Maybe some free t-shirt giveaways in college assuming you have 100% scholarship, then yes it's free. Whatever you consider best in life, love, family, kids, friends or a bottle of beer, they are definitely and absolutely not free. You got to work for it. I don't even think god is free. You have to pay. Before you take a shot of vodka for a successful life at some semi-formal with your friends, think again. Let's say you get a free pack of cigarettes every day. Is smoking free now? Yeah sure, excluding the fact that you are giving up 10 years of your life and paying it by lung cancer. Nature is the biggest free market out there. If there was anything free, even nature won't be able to handle the unlimited demand for it. Nothing can deal with infinity. Maybe Obama.

Holy F. It's 5.30 am. FML again.

Posted on Sunday, May 10, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 9, 2009

Behind every song a person likes, there is a reason. Right now it's snowing outside. It's almost mid May for god's sake, and still I can see snowflakes, lots of them through the window. Sitting on my bed, looking at the window, it is beautiful. It's the time of the day when the world unfolds it's great beauty. I don't need to travel to Victoria falls to get self satisfaction and joy. Still staring at the window, only one thing comes to my mind. A masterpiece. Nature itself is the greatest artist of all. What you see is not always what it is. My warm and cozy room with the light dimmed to an extent that it feels so comfortable. I just don't feel like moving for the next couple of hours. From inside, the outside world looks so harmonious and perfect. I know once I make the first step from my door, the cold wind will haunt my soul. When you sit and stare long enough, you get to the trance state that you start seeing the snowfalkes dance in front of your eyes. You start hearing the music that it is dancing to. You start hearing the heartbeat of the world. Elegant yet lively. Behind every song a person likes, there is a meaning. A song is a reminder. Maybe to remind you your loved ones, a certain incident or the place you love. Memories are carried through songs. A stress reliever... to be cont.

One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away
Both under influence
We had divine sense
To know what to say
Mind is a razorblade

Posted on Saturday, May 09, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 7, 2009

This time we have a guest blogger here. A few weeks ago I started a post on how life is not fair. This is the ultiamte second part, the ending. From the rain forests of Amazon to the deserts of Sahara ya all, please welcome the guest and enjoy the next few minutes, or couple thousands of babies.
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Every ten seconds, 45 new babies are born around the world. By the end of this sentence, 90 parents will experience the one true essence of life, the driving force of life on earth. By the end of this sentence another 45 helpless creatures will leave their warm haven in the womb and enter their one life in this world. Some baby boys will be greeted with a tearful mother and an eager father and will be warmly wrapped in a brand new blue blanket.A few baby girls will be greeted with the sunken-heart of her mother and the cold shoulder of her father who curses his sonless fate. No matter what, every one of these innocent beings will enter an unparalleled fate and chart an unmapped path. Why? Life is not fair. No one has the same opportunities, no one will make the same choices, and no one is bestowed with another’s destiny. These children will grow up with different childhoods, some will be loved, some will not. Some will face mostly rough patches, some will sail mostly smooth seas. Regardless, every one of them will one day find another breathing creature that makes their fires inflame and their secret tears flood. They will experience the unexplainable feeling that some call love, others call infatuation, and most fear to acknowledge. Many will experience heaven with their beloved, holding hands with fingers interlaced, and glowingly walk through the crowds as though they are on clouds.Others will deny the feeling and choose not to be satisfied with their sun and throw themselves onto the many lone planets.Some won’t even be so lucky.Because the common story: he says all the right things at exactly the right times, but he means nothing to her and she doesn’t know why. She fiends for the quiet guy who has her convinced that she alone can change him, that she alone can make a perfect guy out of him. But he never responds to her, he wants nothing more than to understand why there will never be a girl for him; until he wishes he himself were a girl to his best guy friend. The chain of unrequited love and wasted fixation.From these innocent adolescent days, these kids will grow up and chart their own paths. Some will take over the family business; some will have to find business to support their premature family. Many will be lost and most will be sidetracked. Not everyone with intellectual curiosity will set foot in the academic world. Those with eccentric passions will be stifled by the endless conventional wisdom of cautious and protective parents. Maybe some will rebel and enter the black hole that is their dream. Few will emerge into the Milky Way. No matter what, everyone will diverge further from the familiarity of those childhood wonder years.Life will take on a routine, commitments will become stiffer, and relationships thicker. The work is mundane but you know you are secure. The work is exhilarating but you don’t know when you will be gone. You never know when you will reach the threshold of happiness that you blindly work up to. Then the absolutely unexplainable arrives: your own child. You may beam proudly at this person that is a beat of your heart and share of your soul. You may continue unaware that you had ever created a soldier for the world. Whatever you do, by the end of this sentence, 45 individuals will scream in unsynchronized pitches that play into the universal harmony of life. They will chart their 45 individual paths, make every mistake you made, achieve some of your triumphs, and grow farther away from you.Whether you see all of it, whether you see them see it with their own children, one day you will leave. Some go before, some go after. Whenever it is, it is random and not fair. Looking back, those thirty years spent behind that office desk you cannot recall at all; those thirty seconds spent staring into that person’s eyes, you just can’t forget. Whatever you lived, it was random and not fair. Whatever you experienced, it was random and not fair. Because a life is not like anyone else’s, it is entirely unique. Life is not fair, it is even better.
-- Tana Jambaldorj

Posted on Thursday, May 07, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 2, 2009

When I first saw you I thought I loved you
When you broke my heart I thought I hated you
When you flew away I thought I missed you
When you came back I thought I didn't need you
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But it was a mistake.

Posted on Saturday, May 02, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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May 1, 2009

Dear reader,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but our romance is over. I think I realized it when I finally changed my underwear in your closet and I saw you carve your initials into my salt-beef bucket. I'm sure you're cowardly enough to understand that there is no solution to you being a dumb kid. I'm returning your car to you, but I'll keep my virginity as a memory. You should also know that I always wanted to break your legs and our friendship is ruined.
Please don't hurt me,
Amar






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Here's how you do it:
Dear (someone you recently talked to),
I don't really know how to tell you this, but (1). I think I realized it (2)(3) and I saw you (4)(5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that I (10) and (11).
(12),
(Your name)

1) What's the color of your shirt?
Blue - I'm in love with your cat
Red - Our affair is over
White - I’m joining the Convent
Black -Our romance is over
Green- Our socks don't match
Grey - You're a leprechaun
Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy
Pink - Your nostrils are insulting
Brown - The mafia wants you
No shirt - Purple hedgehogs want to destroy you
Other -I dislike your eyelashes

2) Which is your birth month?
January - That night you picked your nose
February -When I quoted Forest Gump
March - When your dwarf bit me
April - When I tripped on peanut butter
May - When I finally changed my underwear
June - When you put cuffs on me
July – When I saw the purple monkey
August - When you smacked my ass
September - Last year when you peed your pants
October - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub
November - When your dog humped my leg
December - When I threw up in your sock drawer

3) Which food do you prefer?
Tacos - In your apartment
Chicken- In your car eating
Pasta - Outside of your office
Hamburgers - Under the bus
Salad – As you were Kraft Dinner
Lasagna - In your closet
Kebab - With Jean Chrétien
Seafood - In a clown suit
Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert
Pizza - At the mental hospital
Hot dog - Under a street light
Other- With George Bush and Stephen Harper

4) What's the color of your socks?
Yellow - Ignore
Red - Put whipped cream on
Black - Hit on
Blue - Knock out
Purple - Pour syrup on
White - Carve your initials into
Grey - Pull the clothes off
Brown - bite off
Orange - Castrate
Pink - Pull the pants off of
Barefoot - Sit on
Other - Drive over

5) What's the color of your underwear?
Black - My boyfriend
White - My father
Grey – The Catholic Priest
Brown – The Montreal Canadian’s goalie
Purple - My corned beef hash
Red – My knee caps
Blue - My salt-beef bucket
Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana
Orange - My Blink 182 cd
Pink – Your ‘My Little Pony’ collection
Other --The elephant in the corner

6) What do you prefer to watch on TV?
One Tree Hill - Senile
Heroes- Frostbitten
Lost - High
Simpsons- Cowardly
The news - Scared
American Idol - Masochistic
Family Guy - Open
Top Model - Middle-class
Other - Shamed

7) Your mood right now?
Happy - How awful you are
Sad - How boring you are
Bored - That I get turned on only by garbage men
Angry - That your smell makes me vomit
Depressed – That we’re related
Excited - That I may pee my pants
Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you
Worried - That your Ford sucks
Apathetic - That you need a sex-change
Silly - That I'm allergic to your earlobes
Cuddly - That Santa doesn't exist
Ashamed - That there is no solution to you being a dumb kid
Other - That your driving sucks

8) What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?
White - Your toe ring
Yellow - Your love letters to me
Red - The pictures from Vegas
Black - Your pet rock
Blue - The couch cushions
Green - Your car
Orange - Your false teeth
Brown - Your nose hair clippers
Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear
Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket
Pink - The cut toenails
Other - Your Hannah Montana underwear

9) The first letter of your first name?
A/B - My virginity
C/D - Your photo with the mustache drawn on it
E/F - Your neighbors dog
G/H - The oil tank from your car
I/J - Your left ear
K/L - The results of that blood-sample
M/N - Your glass eye
O/P - My common sense
Q/R - Your mom
S/T - Your collection of butterflies
U/V - Your criminal record
W/X – Your sucide note
Y/Z - Your credit cards

10) The last letter in your last name?
A/B - Love your sweet, sweet ass
C/D - Always will remember the pep talks
E/F -Never will forget that night
G/H – Will not tell the authorities that you stole the whale from the backyard.
I/J – Mocked you behind your back constantly
K/L - Hate your cooking
M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching
O/P - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises
Q/R - Get sick when I think of your feet
S/T - Always wanted to break your legs
U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart
W/X - Haven’t showered in a month
Y/Z – am better off without you

11) What do you prefer to drink?
Wine- Our friendship is ruined
Soft drink – I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon
Soda – I will haunt you when I’m reincarnated as an Eskimo
Milk - The apartment building is on fire
Water – I'm scratching my butt as you read this
Cider– I have a passionate interest for mice
Juice – You ruined my attempts at another world war.
Snapple/Vitamin water – You should get that embarrassing rash checked out
Hot chocolate – Your Cucumber-fetishism is weird
Whiskey - I love Oprah Winfrey
Beer – Thanks for the Cocaine
Other – you should stop picking your nose

12) To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?
Thailand – Warm tingly sensations
Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard
France - Love always
Spain - With tears of sadness
China – You make me sick
Germany – Please don’t hurt me
Japan - Go milk a cow
Greece - Your everlasting enemy
USA - Best of luck on the sex change
Egypt – Kiss my butt
England - Go drown yourself

Posted on Friday, May 01, 2009 by Amar Baatartsogt

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