January 25, 2011
Posted on Tuesday, January 25, 2011 by Amar Baatartsogt
January 13, 2011
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January 10, 2011
Watch your words, for they become actions.
Watch your actions, for they become habits.
Watch your habits, for they become character.
Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.”
Posted on Monday, January 10, 2011 by Amar Baatartsogt
January 5, 2011



Posted on Wednesday, January 05, 2011 by Amar Baatartsogt

In 1924, Hidesaburō Ueno, a professor in the agriculture department at the University of Tokyo took in Hachikō as a pet. During his owner's life Hachikō greeted him at the end of the day at the nearby Shibuya Station. The pair continued their daily routine until May 1925, when Professor Ueno did not return. The professor had suffered from a cerebral hemorrhage and died, never returning to the train station where Hachikō was waiting. Every day for the next nine years the golden brown Akita waited at Shibuya station.
Hachikō was given away after his master's death, but he routinely escaped, returning again and again to his old home. Eventually, Hachikō apparently realized that Professor Ueno no longer lived at the house. So he went to look for his master at the train station where he had accompanied him so many times before. Each day, Hachikō waited for the return of his owner.
The permanent fixture at the train station that was Hachikō attracted the attention of other commuters. Many of the people who frequented the Shibuya train station had seen Hachikō and Professor Ueno together each day. They brought Hachikō treats and food to nourish him during his wait.
This continued for nine years with Hachikō appearing precisely when the train was due at the station
Posted on Wednesday, January 05, 2011 by Amar Baatartsogt
December 18, 2010
Because words make you think – about the past, the present and the future. I am sure the quote I brought up is understood in different ways by different people, but for me it resonated a god damn simple and straight forward expression: Use. Dispose otherwise. I am not the type to be kept in the ‘fucking’ drawer.
However, the interesting thing here is that it triggered my mind to start wandering into the wild. After sometime of chaotic thoughts it finally settled down on a ridiculous one.
Is the expression “Заяаны хань зам дээр байдаг.” actually true? That's where it settled down, really...!? And fuck my lack of logical reasoning as I had no idea how the thoughts progressed up ‘till here. There gotta be a connection, c’mon.
>.<
[angry face]
Anyways, my answer to the question is that I actually believe in it. Why? Not sure. What I know for sure is that I used to disagree with it. Strongly disagree. I believed one had to work hard, real hard, to harvest the delicious red apple from the tree. Again, that is an “I used to” statement. Not sure where the transition of opinion happened. Now, as of today, the opinion is heavily weighted towards the “oh mighty destiny, I will shut up and let you control the outcomes”.
I have an unproven theory why this could have happened – it is a “defense mechanism”. When someone gets fucked over and over again, the person unconsciously develops this anti-fuck over mentality that makes the person believe the fate is the one that plays the puppeteer role, furthermore making the person slack off and back down from “it was meant to be” opportunities. Have you ever read a book called “Brida” by Paulo Coelho? Yes, then you would understand why I wrote opportunities, not opportunity. The theory is still raw, but you never know.
I took a deep sigh.
[Music mumbling in the background…]
♩♫♪♬♩
…For the good of all of us.
Except the ones who are dead.
But there's no sense crying over every mistake.
You just keep on trying till you run out of cake…
♩♫♪♬♩
(Can you guess the song?)
Posted on Saturday, December 18, 2010 by Amar Baatartsogt
December 9, 2010
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November 15, 2010
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