Alice once met a deity in the mountains.
Deity: I have the seeds of all the flowers in the world. Which do you want?
Alice: I want to have the most beautiful flower in the world.
Deity gave her a seed.
Deity: Plant this, and it will bloom in a year.
Alice happily took the seed home and plant it in a pot. However she didn't take good care of it. She didn't water it daily, didn't put fertilizers, left it in the rain or left it under the unbearable hot sun.
One year later, the plant bloom into a flower. But it was limp and dull, definitely not anywhere beautiful, lest to say the most beautiful. At this moment, the deity appeared.
Deity: Do you like the flower?
Alice: No. You lied to me. It looked so ugly, how can it be the most beautiful flower in the world?
Deity: It IS the seed of the most beautiful flower. But you didn't give it the basic care, so even if it should have been the most beautiful, it would still grow out this way.
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Betty once met a deity in the mountains.
Deity: I have the seeds of all the flowers in the world. Which do you want?
Betty: I want the seed of my favourite flower.
Deity: But it is not the most beautiful flower in the world.
Betty: It's okay.
Deity gave her a seed.
Deity: Plant this, and it will bloom in a year.
Betty happily took the seed home and plant it in a pot. She took extremely good care of it.
One year later, the plant bloom into a flower. It was strong and radiant. At this moment, the deity appeared.
Deity: Do you like the flower?
Betty: Yes! Even if this may not be the most beautiful flower in the world, yet with its healthiness and brightness, it will definitely outshine any supposedly more beautiful flowers(like Alice's).
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Cathy once met a deity in the mountains.
Deity: I have the seeds of all the flowers in the world. Which do you want?
Cathy: I just want an ordinary flower.
Deity: But it is not the most beautiful flower in the world.
Cathy: It's okay.
Deity gave her a seed.
Deity: Plant this, and it will bloom in a year.
Cathy happily took the seed home and plant it in a pot. She took good care of it as she should.
One year later, the plant bloom into a flower. It looked like any other ordinary nice-looking healthy flower. At this moment, the deity appeared.
Deity: Do you like the flower?
Cathy: Yes. It may not be the most beautiful flower. But to me, it is the most beautiful flower in this world. Because it has all my efforts and care on it.
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At the end of Year 2005 now, your flowers may have turned out to be like Alice's, Betty's or Cathy's, or other D's, E's......etc. But take heart.
Year 2005 is over!
May the Year 2006 be a new year for everyone for a new beginning of a new everything. May all make good use of 2006 to plant your flowers properly.
Remember to be diligent and water the plants daily and take good care of it. The most beautiful flowers shall be waiting for you at the end of 2006!
But do take note, some pretty flowers still need the help of other less pretty flowers to make them look prettier. So even if you'd a less pretty flower, don't worry too much. There's still Year 2006! Anyway, Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, isn't it?!
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2006!!
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
+ tHe gAmE oF |0vE +
Having sorta "discussed" our opinions over a friend's view on some relationship issues, I suddenly realise what do people mean by "the Game of Love", well, perhaps on a smaller scale.
I'd always told myself never to fall for someone, or bother about whether someone is falling for me, because it will be draining and torturous and nothing good. I supposed i don't like to play the game.
The game of receiving and interpreting the signals correctly, of giving out or returning the correct signals, to make sure the other party receives the signals and interpret them correctly. Though it could sometimes be very sweet, it is really taxing, and could at some point of time even confuse the signaller him/herself. I'm not making believe, I'm talking about myself.
That's why i always encourage my friends who are always troubled by "ai mei" bgr problems, (gal, you know who you are! :P) don't bother if they like you or not. If you like him, go for it. If you don't like him, draw the line. If you are not sure of your feelings, think over it yourself before doing anything. The last one happened to me. And before I know what I wanted, I ended everything before anything can start.
But now, I think that that "ai mei" is what the game is about. If the signalling process is ended chop chop through direct communication, the dillydallying stops. No dragging, no nothing. Just chop chop an answer. Something else will continue from here, be it good or bad or same. Maybe for people like me, it's the best way out. It saves our energy and time. But come to think of it, wouldn't we have missed out the "fun" during the signalling period?
Perhaps only those with the extra elements be able to properly play the game of love.
I'd always told myself never to fall for someone, or bother about whether someone is falling for me, because it will be draining and torturous and nothing good. I supposed i don't like to play the game.
The game of receiving and interpreting the signals correctly, of giving out or returning the correct signals, to make sure the other party receives the signals and interpret them correctly. Though it could sometimes be very sweet, it is really taxing, and could at some point of time even confuse the signaller him/herself. I'm not making believe, I'm talking about myself.
That's why i always encourage my friends who are always troubled by "ai mei" bgr problems, (gal, you know who you are! :P) don't bother if they like you or not. If you like him, go for it. If you don't like him, draw the line. If you are not sure of your feelings, think over it yourself before doing anything. The last one happened to me. And before I know what I wanted, I ended everything before anything can start.
But now, I think that that "ai mei" is what the game is about. If the signalling process is ended chop chop through direct communication, the dillydallying stops. No dragging, no nothing. Just chop chop an answer. Something else will continue from here, be it good or bad or same. Maybe for people like me, it's the best way out. It saves our energy and time. But come to think of it, wouldn't we have missed out the "fun" during the signalling period?
Perhaps only those with the extra elements be able to properly play the game of love.
Friday, December 23, 2005
+ eV|dEnCe +
Been watching a few episodes of "Zhen Ming Tian Nu", "Mi Jia Le Zhi Wu" and a few of Energy's mvs. And I quite envy them. It must have been so fun to work on something whole-heartedly with a few close friends.
How nice it will be if i can be in a film with a few of my close friends, sing a harmonized song together, dance a song with synchronized moves, take photos with exaggerated or model-like poses, go overseas together, live together, or simply work on something together and have something as an evidence to remind us of it later in our lives.
Filming, I suppose it's impossible. None of my friends are interested in acting anyway. And I'm not even an actress. I'm not refering to simply acting here. I meant acting with a bunch of close friends. In the years to come, Energy will still laugh at those days when they were filming MJLZW, SHE will have nice memories from ZMTN, and all of them will remember the days they worked on a project with those good friends. How envious.
Sing a harmonized song? None of my friends know how to harmonize. Me neither. But I thought it would be fun to come together with a few close friends and discuss and work on it. The product may not be nice, but at least, it's OUR song! Isn't it nice? I don't mind being the background to complement the main voice, but too bad, no one is interested. No one is really interested to work on a song, well, at least not with me. They are contented to be just the main voice. But do you know? A song with harmonizing really do sound better than just one person singing. It's even nicer if that song is sang by you and your closer friends, each singing their own parts, but sounding awesome together. Makes me really miss my quartet back then. Too bad we didn't recorded then or i'll have some evidence i can keep. But luckily, i still keep the memories.
Dance? Haiz.... Take funny or modelling shoots? Sadz... The same cliched expression when the camera is facing you. Smile. Just look nice. Cheers......
Travelling overseas together? That's what I'm really looking so forward to. But expectations and reality are normally opposite. Living together? Yah... I miss my roommate. Really! I'll recall and miss those times we spent every now and then, though some unhappy stuffs did happen b4 too.
Actually all these are not wistful things. Situations similar to those are happening everyday. Everyone go to school together, eat together, go toilet together, cry together, laugh together. With who? Best pals. Except the only evidence to prove those wonderful times which you had spent with them in the quest for knowledge and paper chase are only the memories left in your heart, and occasionally some photos, and at the end of it, just a piece of paper of your results.
Project mates? The product from the project shall remind you of them in the years to come.
Come to think of it, I should be grateful. Although all i have is the memories and some photos, I'd worked on quite many projects, ranging from academically, to competitive, to pure leisure. Yes, with my then close friends.
Indeed, Process is always better than the Product. It's also to experience that process that I'm so keen. The process of working towards one ultimate goal together with a group of close friends.
Still, I'm hopeful for a proper evidence which I can recall from and show my next generation to.
How nice it will be if i can be in a film with a few of my close friends, sing a harmonized song together, dance a song with synchronized moves, take photos with exaggerated or model-like poses, go overseas together, live together, or simply work on something together and have something as an evidence to remind us of it later in our lives.
Filming, I suppose it's impossible. None of my friends are interested in acting anyway. And I'm not even an actress. I'm not refering to simply acting here. I meant acting with a bunch of close friends. In the years to come, Energy will still laugh at those days when they were filming MJLZW, SHE will have nice memories from ZMTN, and all of them will remember the days they worked on a project with those good friends. How envious.
Sing a harmonized song? None of my friends know how to harmonize. Me neither. But I thought it would be fun to come together with a few close friends and discuss and work on it. The product may not be nice, but at least, it's OUR song! Isn't it nice? I don't mind being the background to complement the main voice, but too bad, no one is interested. No one is really interested to work on a song, well, at least not with me. They are contented to be just the main voice. But do you know? A song with harmonizing really do sound better than just one person singing. It's even nicer if that song is sang by you and your closer friends, each singing their own parts, but sounding awesome together. Makes me really miss my quartet back then. Too bad we didn't recorded then or i'll have some evidence i can keep. But luckily, i still keep the memories.
Dance? Haiz.... Take funny or modelling shoots? Sadz... The same cliched expression when the camera is facing you. Smile. Just look nice. Cheers......
Travelling overseas together? That's what I'm really looking so forward to. But expectations and reality are normally opposite. Living together? Yah... I miss my roommate. Really! I'll recall and miss those times we spent every now and then, though some unhappy stuffs did happen b4 too.
Actually all these are not wistful things. Situations similar to those are happening everyday. Everyone go to school together, eat together, go toilet together, cry together, laugh together. With who? Best pals. Except the only evidence to prove those wonderful times which you had spent with them in the quest for knowledge and paper chase are only the memories left in your heart, and occasionally some photos, and at the end of it, just a piece of paper of your results.
Project mates? The product from the project shall remind you of them in the years to come.
Come to think of it, I should be grateful. Although all i have is the memories and some photos, I'd worked on quite many projects, ranging from academically, to competitive, to pure leisure. Yes, with my then close friends.
Indeed, Process is always better than the Product. It's also to experience that process that I'm so keen. The process of working towards one ultimate goal together with a group of close friends.
Still, I'm hopeful for a proper evidence which I can recall from and show my next generation to.
Friday, December 16, 2005
+ Sp|dEr : Dream 1 +
It happened long long ago. So long that i forgot when. Yet I'm only 22, so it shouldn't have been that long.
We used to live in a small village right outside a big patch of forest. It was then undeveloped, nothing like any sight one can see anywhere now. Everyone lived in wooden houses, though rundown, yet huge, with a floor above and an attic. Everyday was peaceful, until that fateful day that changed everything.
A group of us kids were playing in the open area outside our houses, my elder brother and I, and a couple of neighbour kids. The forest was our friend, because it provided tons of entertainment for our otherwise dull childhood. Yet we never managed to explore deep into it, probably the deep and unknown scared us. We would play by the fringe, that's all.
Yet that day, as we got all hyped and excited in our usual but never boring game: catching, we got nearer and nearer to the forest, and into it. Perhaps it was doomed to be that fateful day, because the sun set very early that day, and it took too long to rise again.
The group of us were still in the forest as dusk fell. It's only till later that we realised one of us was missing.
"Everyone! Let's get into pairs and split up to find him!" My brother ordered. All of us nodded, but i didn't pair with my brother, because to him I'm a little pest. He paired with another boy, and me with the little sis of that boy. With the other pairs, we split and started searching, screaming the missing kid's name.
My partner and I were going in this direction which we never went before. We just concentrated on parting the shrubs as we got deeper and deeper into the forest, suspecting that the missing kid would be hiding somewhere inside. Suddenly, we heard/felt something swept past before us somewhere. It was a sudden movement, then all was still. Both of us looked at each other, bewildered.
"AAHHH!!!" both of us jerked our head to our right where the scream came from, especially for me, my heart missed a beat, because that was my brother who screamed! We rushed blindly in that direction, getting cuts in our hands and legs, but we didn't bother.
"Bro! Bro!! Where are you!!" I searched frantically. Suddenly, my brother's visibly petrified face emerged from among the bushes, grabbing me and my friend and starting running in the direction where we came from. "Run! There's a huge spider!!"
I almost wanted to laugh at this. I forgot my brother was most scared of spiders, considering we grew up among them. "Where's my bro?" my friend panted.
"I don't know! That spider came and we split up!"
"What? I'm going back for him!" my friend turned back, but my brother was trying so hard to hold her back. "Don't get youself killed! He might have escaped! We must....."
"AAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" my friend shrieked and my brother froze.
I looked up.
"OH MY GOD!!! SPIDER!!! RRRUUUUNNNNN!!!!!!" Instinctively i grabbed the 2 of them and ran for my life! Never in my life had i ran so fast! Never in my life had i seen such a HUGE spider!! It was as tall as my dad! and we were very small! And it was chasing us! I knew I was DREAMiNg! I want to WAKE UP!!
"AAAHHHHhhhhh!!! RRRUUUNNNN!!!!" The 3 of us were yelling like crazy as we ran at top speed, releasing the nerves trapped tightened in our muscles and allowing us to run even faster, yet at the same time careful not to trip over anything, because we knew, somehow, that if there's just a slight stumble, that's the end of us.
I didn't know why, I was always the slowest in running, yet i ran the first now, followed closely by my friend, then my brother. Perhaps my brother was too scared stiffed in his legs, while I, on the contrary, the fright had given me even more power to run.
Run and think of nothing! I tried to hynoptise myself. RUN AND THINK OF NOTHING! THERE'S NO SPIDER BEHIND ME!!!
"AARRGGHH!! HHEELLLPPPPP!!!! NNNOOOO!!!" That's my brother again! I turned back, and saw my brother tied in his leg in that stupid spider's web! And he was being dragged by his leg back into the forest!!
"Bro!!" Both of us girls started to run after them, not knowing how, but we must save him! As we ran, we tried to look around for something to attack. It was dark, thoroughly dark! My brother was still screaming, but was somehow stuck in between 2 trees, and the retreat was stopped short.
This is it! I thought to myself as I grabbed a long strong stick out of nowhere, and my friend scooped up a whole bunch of pebbles. That's all we could do. Before the spider came back, we reached my brother. he was trying to break that thick web tangling his leg, but he got his hands stuck too! That web was too sticky! Grrr!
The bushes before us rustled again, very fast! And there was a force puling my brother. We knew it! With one swift swoop of my stick, I chopped free that disgusting web and freed my brother.
"Hurry up!" I screamed! But it was too late! Another web came flying and grabbed my brother around his waist! "ARGH!" he held onto a trunk and hugged it tight, all the while being pulled towards the spider while the spider came closer. I couldn't chop that web off again because he was too high!
Suddenly, everything was in slow motion! Me and my friend took the pebbles and threw them at where we thought the spider would be, but they didn't even seem to hinder it one bit! We had to change the strategy! My friend took a boulder rock out of no where and aimed at one leg, crippling it. The spider struggled in anger! Seeing this slight advantage and feeling a little bold, i took my stick and with all my might, whacked it on its head! But it only seemed to get more pissed, not injured though.
"HHAIYAK!!" Out of nowhere, a long stick/branch appeared and stabbed halfway right into the spider's body! The spider struggled and roared! I didn't know spiders ROARED?!?! and the web that tied my brother to it broke! Seeing this example, i took my stick and shove it up the belly of the stupid spider, sending almost half of it into it, though i was amazed that stick of mine didn't break!
"Come on!" Someone grabbed my hand and dragged me away! Turned out that it was my friend's brother who saved us, the one whom was paired with my brother in the search in the beginning. And it turned out that that spider was reared by a kid in the same village, except that this spider broke free from its METAL cage and escaped into the forest.
When we were finally certain we were safe from the spider, I finally woke up.
We used to live in a small village right outside a big patch of forest. It was then undeveloped, nothing like any sight one can see anywhere now. Everyone lived in wooden houses, though rundown, yet huge, with a floor above and an attic. Everyday was peaceful, until that fateful day that changed everything.
A group of us kids were playing in the open area outside our houses, my elder brother and I, and a couple of neighbour kids. The forest was our friend, because it provided tons of entertainment for our otherwise dull childhood. Yet we never managed to explore deep into it, probably the deep and unknown scared us. We would play by the fringe, that's all.
Yet that day, as we got all hyped and excited in our usual but never boring game: catching, we got nearer and nearer to the forest, and into it. Perhaps it was doomed to be that fateful day, because the sun set very early that day, and it took too long to rise again.
The group of us were still in the forest as dusk fell. It's only till later that we realised one of us was missing.
"Everyone! Let's get into pairs and split up to find him!" My brother ordered. All of us nodded, but i didn't pair with my brother, because to him I'm a little pest. He paired with another boy, and me with the little sis of that boy. With the other pairs, we split and started searching, screaming the missing kid's name.
My partner and I were going in this direction which we never went before. We just concentrated on parting the shrubs as we got deeper and deeper into the forest, suspecting that the missing kid would be hiding somewhere inside. Suddenly, we heard/felt something swept past before us somewhere. It was a sudden movement, then all was still. Both of us looked at each other, bewildered.
"AAHHH!!!" both of us jerked our head to our right where the scream came from, especially for me, my heart missed a beat, because that was my brother who screamed! We rushed blindly in that direction, getting cuts in our hands and legs, but we didn't bother.
"Bro! Bro!! Where are you!!" I searched frantically. Suddenly, my brother's visibly petrified face emerged from among the bushes, grabbing me and my friend and starting running in the direction where we came from. "Run! There's a huge spider!!"
I almost wanted to laugh at this. I forgot my brother was most scared of spiders, considering we grew up among them. "Where's my bro?" my friend panted.
"I don't know! That spider came and we split up!"
"What? I'm going back for him!" my friend turned back, but my brother was trying so hard to hold her back. "Don't get youself killed! He might have escaped! We must....."
"AAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" my friend shrieked and my brother froze.
I looked up.
"OH MY GOD!!! SPIDER!!! RRRUUUUNNNNN!!!!!!" Instinctively i grabbed the 2 of them and ran for my life! Never in my life had i ran so fast! Never in my life had i seen such a HUGE spider!! It was as tall as my dad! and we were very small! And it was chasing us! I knew I was DREAMiNg! I want to WAKE UP!!
"AAAHHHHhhhhh!!! RRRUUUNNNN!!!!" The 3 of us were yelling like crazy as we ran at top speed, releasing the nerves trapped tightened in our muscles and allowing us to run even faster, yet at the same time careful not to trip over anything, because we knew, somehow, that if there's just a slight stumble, that's the end of us.
I didn't know why, I was always the slowest in running, yet i ran the first now, followed closely by my friend, then my brother. Perhaps my brother was too scared stiffed in his legs, while I, on the contrary, the fright had given me even more power to run.
Run and think of nothing! I tried to hynoptise myself. RUN AND THINK OF NOTHING! THERE'S NO SPIDER BEHIND ME!!!
"AARRGGHH!! HHEELLLPPPPP!!!! NNNOOOO!!!" That's my brother again! I turned back, and saw my brother tied in his leg in that stupid spider's web! And he was being dragged by his leg back into the forest!!
"Bro!!" Both of us girls started to run after them, not knowing how, but we must save him! As we ran, we tried to look around for something to attack. It was dark, thoroughly dark! My brother was still screaming, but was somehow stuck in between 2 trees, and the retreat was stopped short.
This is it! I thought to myself as I grabbed a long strong stick out of nowhere, and my friend scooped up a whole bunch of pebbles. That's all we could do. Before the spider came back, we reached my brother. he was trying to break that thick web tangling his leg, but he got his hands stuck too! That web was too sticky! Grrr!
The bushes before us rustled again, very fast! And there was a force puling my brother. We knew it! With one swift swoop of my stick, I chopped free that disgusting web and freed my brother.
"Hurry up!" I screamed! But it was too late! Another web came flying and grabbed my brother around his waist! "ARGH!" he held onto a trunk and hugged it tight, all the while being pulled towards the spider while the spider came closer. I couldn't chop that web off again because he was too high!
Suddenly, everything was in slow motion! Me and my friend took the pebbles and threw them at where we thought the spider would be, but they didn't even seem to hinder it one bit! We had to change the strategy! My friend took a boulder rock out of no where and aimed at one leg, crippling it. The spider struggled in anger! Seeing this slight advantage and feeling a little bold, i took my stick and with all my might, whacked it on its head! But it only seemed to get more pissed, not injured though.
"HHAIYAK!!" Out of nowhere, a long stick/branch appeared and stabbed halfway right into the spider's body! The spider struggled and roared! I didn't know spiders ROARED?!?! and the web that tied my brother to it broke! Seeing this example, i took my stick and shove it up the belly of the stupid spider, sending almost half of it into it, though i was amazed that stick of mine didn't break!
"Come on!" Someone grabbed my hand and dragged me away! Turned out that it was my friend's brother who saved us, the one whom was paired with my brother in the search in the beginning. And it turned out that that spider was reared by a kid in the same village, except that this spider broke free from its METAL cage and escaped into the forest.
When we were finally certain we were safe from the spider, I finally woke up.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
+ k|dS +
Who says kids are cute?? *Cry*
Okay... they are... when they are not hyperactive 24 hours per day!!!
They are cute when they don't practise their vocal by screaming at the top of their lungs!!
They are cute when they do NOT stick to you all day long, so that you can't do anything you have to because they will want to join in and mess up everything, then insisting on you playing games with them where they would end up quarrelling with each other and you'll have to play the mediator and separate the 2 fighting enemies. Then when you are clearing up the mess they made, there they all, totally forgotten about the past squabble and happily playing, running around the whole house, putting everything breakable under high falling risk and shrieking on top of their voices. You can't do anything in peace.
Yah.. try playing catching with them and they'll end up crying even louder than screams just because they were "caught". ZZzzz
As if the little kid whom my family babysits is not enough, his little sis arrived yesterday, turning my whole house topsy turvy in just 2 hours till she went home. Goodness. She's cute. Really cute. But. Haiz. That's it. I'm supposed to babysit them. Now I'm stuck in this house with the 2 of them for one whole week! I'm gonna miss my Zhang Dong Jian.. I can't use the computer at my free will. I can't even step outta this house already! I'm gonna get cut off from this world. Just as i am typing this now, the duo are screaming outside the room, and i can hear legs running everywhere, and every now and then they would barge in suddenly to drag me out. I'm only sneaking in coz i feel i'll go crazy soon if i don't release anything out! Grrr...
I thought about taking them out so that they at least wont be so noisy. But my parents say I'll have to take full responsibility if anything happens to them... Uh... Haiz... Ok. Trap me in then.
Still, kida are cute, at a price.
*cry*
Okay... they are... when they are not hyperactive 24 hours per day!!!
They are cute when they don't practise their vocal by screaming at the top of their lungs!!
They are cute when they do NOT stick to you all day long, so that you can't do anything you have to because they will want to join in and mess up everything, then insisting on you playing games with them where they would end up quarrelling with each other and you'll have to play the mediator and separate the 2 fighting enemies. Then when you are clearing up the mess they made, there they all, totally forgotten about the past squabble and happily playing, running around the whole house, putting everything breakable under high falling risk and shrieking on top of their voices. You can't do anything in peace.
Yah.. try playing catching with them and they'll end up crying even louder than screams just because they were "caught". ZZzzz
As if the little kid whom my family babysits is not enough, his little sis arrived yesterday, turning my whole house topsy turvy in just 2 hours till she went home. Goodness. She's cute. Really cute. But. Haiz. That's it. I'm supposed to babysit them. Now I'm stuck in this house with the 2 of them for one whole week! I'm gonna miss my Zhang Dong Jian.. I can't use the computer at my free will. I can't even step outta this house already! I'm gonna get cut off from this world. Just as i am typing this now, the duo are screaming outside the room, and i can hear legs running everywhere, and every now and then they would barge in suddenly to drag me out. I'm only sneaking in coz i feel i'll go crazy soon if i don't release anything out! Grrr...
I thought about taking them out so that they at least wont be so noisy. But my parents say I'll have to take full responsibility if anything happens to them... Uh... Haiz... Ok. Trap me in then.
Still, kida are cute, at a price.
*cry*
Friday, December 09, 2005
+ 0pEn m|nD +
~~Attitudes~~
There are certain things in Life that are lost to you the moment you are born.
Perhaps Wealth, perhaps Rights, perhaps Health, perhaps Love.
Then? What will you do?
Sit down and bawl? Spend your whole life pursuing the things that are never meant to be yours, only that realise that if ever one day you managed to achieve them, you had already lost those that you already owned? Or simply guarding all that you already have against anything that might deprive you of it, only to realise that had you just put in that tiny effort, you would have gotten what you want and still keeping those that you already owned?
Neither is wrong.
Had a random chat with a friend recently. And i realized something similar to this. We touched on the topic: Chi Bu Dao Pu Tao Shuo Pu Tao Shuan "The grapes which we can't lay our hands on, we say they are sour grapes" (direct translation from the chinese proverbs). She proclaimed she is those type of people whom, if she can never lay her hands on the grapes, she'll spend her life lamenting on how sour they are. Me, on the contrary, said I'll spend my life under the tree, looking at those grapes wistfully, telling myself, they will forever be the best grapes. But then i realized too, that there will always be others who will spend their lives trying every means to get those grapes, and perhaps they might really get them. Similarly, there will always be some whom, once certain that they can never lay their hands on those grapes, will move on to other trees and watch out for other grapes that are within their reaches.
Perhaps this portrayed our attitudes in Life. What's yours? However, neither is wrong. Just different.
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~~Principle~~
Some people spend their whole life guarding a belief or principle, regardless of any external or internal interferrence. It could be that they were brought up that way, or simply through the experiences earned in life, that they held the principles strong in their hearts. And they believe that so long as they stick to that principle under any circumstances, they will Shou De Yun Kai Jian Yue Ming "Able to stay put and wait till the clouds part and finally be able to see the bright moon" (direct translation)
However, more often than not, the principles which they had so faithfully guarded with their lives, are usually what caused their Downfall.
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Human.
Balance is such a thin line between two extremes.
Perhaps it's time to see the world with an open mind.
There are certain things in Life that are lost to you the moment you are born.
Perhaps Wealth, perhaps Rights, perhaps Health, perhaps Love.
Then? What will you do?
Sit down and bawl? Spend your whole life pursuing the things that are never meant to be yours, only that realise that if ever one day you managed to achieve them, you had already lost those that you already owned? Or simply guarding all that you already have against anything that might deprive you of it, only to realise that had you just put in that tiny effort, you would have gotten what you want and still keeping those that you already owned?
Neither is wrong.
Had a random chat with a friend recently. And i realized something similar to this. We touched on the topic: Chi Bu Dao Pu Tao Shuo Pu Tao Shuan "The grapes which we can't lay our hands on, we say they are sour grapes" (direct translation from the chinese proverbs). She proclaimed she is those type of people whom, if she can never lay her hands on the grapes, she'll spend her life lamenting on how sour they are. Me, on the contrary, said I'll spend my life under the tree, looking at those grapes wistfully, telling myself, they will forever be the best grapes. But then i realized too, that there will always be others who will spend their lives trying every means to get those grapes, and perhaps they might really get them. Similarly, there will always be some whom, once certain that they can never lay their hands on those grapes, will move on to other trees and watch out for other grapes that are within their reaches.
Perhaps this portrayed our attitudes in Life. What's yours? However, neither is wrong. Just different.
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~~Principle~~
Some people spend their whole life guarding a belief or principle, regardless of any external or internal interferrence. It could be that they were brought up that way, or simply through the experiences earned in life, that they held the principles strong in their hearts. And they believe that so long as they stick to that principle under any circumstances, they will Shou De Yun Kai Jian Yue Ming "Able to stay put and wait till the clouds part and finally be able to see the bright moon" (direct translation)
However, more often than not, the principles which they had so faithfully guarded with their lives, are usually what caused their Downfall.
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Human.
Balance is such a thin line between two extremes.
Perhaps it's time to see the world with an open mind.
Monday, November 28, 2005
+ tHe dAy | bLeW uP mY hA|R +
Ever watched a movie scene where a guy went to the barber's, and at the end of everything when he looked into the mirror, he got the SHOCK of his life?
That's right! That's exactly how I felt!!! i did lotsa washing n washing n when the hairdresser finally took off the towel that draped my hair and I looked into the mirror,
OH MY GOSH! I BLEW UP MY HAIR!!!
Or rather, the hairdresser did it. SOBZzz! If it was any holidays of the year or any other time in my life, I wouldn't care what happened to my hair! BUT NO!!! Not tomorrow when I have a VERY IMPORTANT appointment with someone who could INFLUENCE MY LIFE!!!
NNOOOOoooooo!!!!!!
Why does it have to happen to me??? Why does it have to happen now?? What bad luck! BAD LUCK!
Bleahz!
And nope! I shan't post my photo up. I'll just leave it to Fate to see who will be the "LUCKY" ones to see me in my blown up head. And let you all have a laugh over it bah... Haiz... the practical world... *shakes head*
I really hope he will not yan qian fang kong. If he really did..... I.... I don't know what i'll do..... T_T
That's right! That's exactly how I felt!!! i did lotsa washing n washing n when the hairdresser finally took off the towel that draped my hair and I looked into the mirror,
OH MY GOSH! I BLEW UP MY HAIR!!!
Or rather, the hairdresser did it. SOBZzz! If it was any holidays of the year or any other time in my life, I wouldn't care what happened to my hair! BUT NO!!! Not tomorrow when I have a VERY IMPORTANT appointment with someone who could INFLUENCE MY LIFE!!!
NNOOOOoooooo!!!!!!
Why does it have to happen to me??? Why does it have to happen now?? What bad luck! BAD LUCK!
Bleahz!
And nope! I shan't post my photo up. I'll just leave it to Fate to see who will be the "LUCKY" ones to see me in my blown up head. And let you all have a laugh over it bah... Haiz... the practical world... *shakes head*
I really hope he will not yan qian fang kong. If he really did..... I.... I don't know what i'll do..... T_T
Friday, November 25, 2005
+ nEw BeG|nn|nG +
New day! New Beginning! New skin!
Old ME!
Is this skin ok?? Better?? Worse?? Dull?? Feedback please!!!
Because some said the previous one was actually very not reader friendly.
Is this better now?
Actually i quite like this new skin.
Simple and nice. And full of mOO-mOOs!
Just the way I like it!! YAY!!!
Maybe this skin looks a bit plain, but that's me mah! I'm a plain gal in plain clothes. But more importantly, is my life as plain? or is it plain interesting? It's up to me to fill it in!!
Will this represent a new start? Am I able to shrug off the shadows of yesterday, and face tomorrow with strength? Will things go smoothly for me from now on?
I know, it's all up to me.
Why is Palmistry so accurate?
Because YOU hold your own DESTINY!!!
That's right! You decide where you go! I decide where I go! And I shall walk down that path with no regrets! So stop following me ok?? haha I'm starting to crap liaoz...
The future is full of Hope! Even if there is only one day left, I must still live it to the FULLEST! Hey You! Come on! Life is just beginning! We are and must be full of ENERGY!!!
Every Tomorrow will be a better day, bright and full of sunshine! :D
Old ME!
Is this skin ok?? Better?? Worse?? Dull?? Feedback please!!!
Because some said the previous one was actually very not reader friendly.
Is this better now?
Actually i quite like this new skin.
Simple and nice. And full of mOO-mOOs!
Just the way I like it!! YAY!!!
Maybe this skin looks a bit plain, but that's me mah! I'm a plain gal in plain clothes. But more importantly, is my life as plain? or is it plain interesting? It's up to me to fill it in!!
Will this represent a new start? Am I able to shrug off the shadows of yesterday, and face tomorrow with strength? Will things go smoothly for me from now on?
I know, it's all up to me.
Why is Palmistry so accurate?
Because YOU hold your own DESTINY!!!
That's right! You decide where you go! I decide where I go! And I shall walk down that path with no regrets! So stop following me ok?? haha I'm starting to crap liaoz...
The future is full of Hope! Even if there is only one day left, I must still live it to the FULLEST! Hey You! Come on! Life is just beginning! We are and must be full of ENERGY!!!
Every Tomorrow will be a better day, bright and full of sunshine! :D
Friday, November 11, 2005
+ mEnTaL wAr +
This is terrible. i hate this feeling. this feeling of uncertainty, doubt, fear of the unknown...
Do i deserve this? perhaps...
i havent been hardworking... no... this is not my most hardworking semester...
But... i had tried... this hadnt been my most hardworking sem, but this was my most attentive sem... i'd paid attention to the lecturers, even if i'd skipped some, or without notes... but i didnt sleep so often during lectures already... i'd tried to listen... even when i'd drifted off for a few seconds n missed a few points, i'd understood most of what i'd heard.
Even though i did try to do tutorials after school everyday, i realised i didn't achieve much... i spent most of my little time at home on projects... so many of them... Integrated Design, Struct II, FYP....
ID was horrible... everyone was so disorganised and uninitiated at first... No one knew what they were supposed to do and didnt bother to find out... those who THOUGHT they knew so happily insisted on their concepts and refused to accomodate other more correct ideas... Not that i'm very good myself, but i had to try hard to organise them up... i spent so long doing research so that i could at least get ourselves some ideas and started up, and even drag ourselves to the tutors for a clearer explanation of the theme... then for those who dunno or simply cant understand, i really had a hard time explaining to them whats going on, without them misunderstanding my good intentions... haiz...
Struct II, though we really had fun, it was the most taxing.... so much energy and many precious nights staying back trying to build up that bridge, which in the end failed us... haiz... it really zapped me of so much energy mentally and physically that i had to take long rests the next days in order to restore back my 'health'... (imagine carrying a dunno how many kilos' handdrill up and down for hours and all those technical work and concentration... trust me... its really not easy) and yah... i practically had to improvise the entire report the whole night when i had an important quiz the next day...
FYP is ok... initially i know nuts about what i'm supposed to do... simply because i'd never taken this related module before.. i chose this theme purely out of interest... noble eh? but well, that interest pays off i guess... i've got a nice tutor, a nice partner, a nice theme which i enjoyed so much... but i really spent lotsa time on the research.. a lot... really... but more than 50% are not relevant... zzzz...
On top of all these, there's still ppl depriving me of a computer to do my research and reports and powerpoints on, making me wait till the wee hours of the night only to realise that they are only going to give it to me in the dusk of the next morning after they finished their precious game...
...and also some irritating idiots who are so worried that i'd be bored to death without their constant irritations...
With my health so messed up like this, i really wonder if i would just die of a burst blood vessel one day sooner because of them!
People may say I havent been hardworking enough.... People may say it's time management... I'd say it's...
Mental power management
The mental power to stay attentive during lectures after long tiring journeys to school early in the morning....
The mental power to concentrate and study during late nights at home after a real taxing day from dealing with people and physical work...
The mental power to distribute your energy evenly to all areas.... I'd dare say, even if i had the spare time, i didnt have the energy to focus and concentrate on the books...
And now... the mental power to stay focused amidst the overwhelming stress that is engulfing me, choking me to death every moment...
These days... i cant even sleep late.... I cant even wake up early.... Maybe this time, i really have to admit defeat to this mental war... or perhaps not?
No... its not over yet... I can still make the last struggle...
Maybe yes... maybe no.... maybe.... ARGH!!! I hate this feeling of uncertainty!!!
The outcome shall be released one and a half month from now....
Pray hard for me that i shall win....
*prays*
Do i deserve this? perhaps...
i havent been hardworking... no... this is not my most hardworking semester...
But... i had tried... this hadnt been my most hardworking sem, but this was my most attentive sem... i'd paid attention to the lecturers, even if i'd skipped some, or without notes... but i didnt sleep so often during lectures already... i'd tried to listen... even when i'd drifted off for a few seconds n missed a few points, i'd understood most of what i'd heard.
Even though i did try to do tutorials after school everyday, i realised i didn't achieve much... i spent most of my little time at home on projects... so many of them... Integrated Design, Struct II, FYP....
ID was horrible... everyone was so disorganised and uninitiated at first... No one knew what they were supposed to do and didnt bother to find out... those who THOUGHT they knew so happily insisted on their concepts and refused to accomodate other more correct ideas... Not that i'm very good myself, but i had to try hard to organise them up... i spent so long doing research so that i could at least get ourselves some ideas and started up, and even drag ourselves to the tutors for a clearer explanation of the theme... then for those who dunno or simply cant understand, i really had a hard time explaining to them whats going on, without them misunderstanding my good intentions... haiz...
Struct II, though we really had fun, it was the most taxing.... so much energy and many precious nights staying back trying to build up that bridge, which in the end failed us... haiz... it really zapped me of so much energy mentally and physically that i had to take long rests the next days in order to restore back my 'health'... (imagine carrying a dunno how many kilos' handdrill up and down for hours and all those technical work and concentration... trust me... its really not easy) and yah... i practically had to improvise the entire report the whole night when i had an important quiz the next day...
FYP is ok... initially i know nuts about what i'm supposed to do... simply because i'd never taken this related module before.. i chose this theme purely out of interest... noble eh? but well, that interest pays off i guess... i've got a nice tutor, a nice partner, a nice theme which i enjoyed so much... but i really spent lotsa time on the research.. a lot... really... but more than 50% are not relevant... zzzz...
On top of all these, there's still ppl depriving me of a computer to do my research and reports and powerpoints on, making me wait till the wee hours of the night only to realise that they are only going to give it to me in the dusk of the next morning after they finished their precious game...
...and also some irritating idiots who are so worried that i'd be bored to death without their constant irritations...
With my health so messed up like this, i really wonder if i would just die of a burst blood vessel one day sooner because of them!
People may say I havent been hardworking enough.... People may say it's time management... I'd say it's...
Mental power management
The mental power to stay attentive during lectures after long tiring journeys to school early in the morning....
The mental power to concentrate and study during late nights at home after a real taxing day from dealing with people and physical work...
The mental power to distribute your energy evenly to all areas.... I'd dare say, even if i had the spare time, i didnt have the energy to focus and concentrate on the books...
And now... the mental power to stay focused amidst the overwhelming stress that is engulfing me, choking me to death every moment...
These days... i cant even sleep late.... I cant even wake up early.... Maybe this time, i really have to admit defeat to this mental war... or perhaps not?
No... its not over yet... I can still make the last struggle...
Maybe yes... maybe no.... maybe.... ARGH!!! I hate this feeling of uncertainty!!!
The outcome shall be released one and a half month from now....
Pray hard for me that i shall win....
*prays*
Saturday, October 22, 2005
+ oNe FiNe dAy +
It started with a very fine weather; cool strong breeze, blue sky with little specks of white clouds, everything fine on a fine day. But for an ordinary common girl at one corner of Earth, her world started with one of the worst storms in that year.
She tried, yes, she tried to overcome that storm, but it wasn't just a normal one. it was one that had been generating since the day she was born. but that day, on that one fine day, together with many other small sources of storms, it erupted into "The Perfect Storm". Ok, without that magnitude, but still as bad. Will Fate let her off? When she's losing grip on herself, who's going to save her?
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To any and everyone out there, on an ordinary day of yours, whether you dressed up or looked very sloppy, whether you combed your hair or wear wear contact lenses or not, just be yourself. Smile earnestly when you did, walk straight with confidence when you did. You never know when your presence can lift someone's spirits, even a stranger's, even when she's having one of the worst storms in her world.
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Thank you to that guy, whose presence had unwittingly extended his hand to pull the ordinary girl up from her storm, to really feel that one fine day. Though they don't know each other, he had really cheered the girl up, just by being himself. To her, he is the angel-in-disguise sent to save her in answer to her request in the morning. Perhaps that will be the only time she will ever see him, but he will always be remembered in her memories, how he had once helped to clear her stormy day. And she will always bless him with good wishes when she did. Thank you.
Thank you to that girl, whose presence had helped brighten that ordinary girl's day with her smiles. She is her close friend whom only see each other once in a while. But she never fails to brighten her day even when both of them were having bad hair days. Just her presence, her just being herself, is enough. She'll always be her much loved friend. Thank you.
Thank you to that other girl, who had willingly accompanied by the ordinary girl's side, throughout that day, from the storm at its darkest hour, to that truly one fine day. Of course, she also helped in that day's transformation. She didn't probe on the sources of the storm, just supporting her all the way. She willingly lent her discman to her when she needs it to listen to her favourite songs to calm her down. She listens to the songs with her though she wasn't very interested and though she needed to study for her quiz. Even when the girl used up twice her batteries in that time, she had no grumbles. She doesn't know if she knows how much she appreciated her gestures, but she really appreciate it. Thank you very much.
Angels are everywhere. In disguise.
The first one, the male angel, only appear once in her life with a mission to help her up from her darkest storm. And he completed that mission.
The second one, the female angel, always appear every now and then, to make sure the girl maintains her cheery mood and optimistic outlook in life, replenishin her energy and courage to face all adversities.
The third one, the female angel, is always by her side, supporting her in everything she does, no matter if her days start with bad weather or not, always makes sure that her days always end with one fine day.
And another girl, sometimes a bit dark, who called immediately after a short sms by the ordinary girl to offer her concern. She, is also an angel.
Thank you to all four of you for making her day.
And many others who are always there, waiting to lend a helping hand on other days of her storms, thank you in advance.
She tried, yes, she tried to overcome that storm, but it wasn't just a normal one. it was one that had been generating since the day she was born. but that day, on that one fine day, together with many other small sources of storms, it erupted into "The Perfect Storm". Ok, without that magnitude, but still as bad. Will Fate let her off? When she's losing grip on herself, who's going to save her?
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To any and everyone out there, on an ordinary day of yours, whether you dressed up or looked very sloppy, whether you combed your hair or wear wear contact lenses or not, just be yourself. Smile earnestly when you did, walk straight with confidence when you did. You never know when your presence can lift someone's spirits, even a stranger's, even when she's having one of the worst storms in her world.
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Thank you to that guy, whose presence had unwittingly extended his hand to pull the ordinary girl up from her storm, to really feel that one fine day. Though they don't know each other, he had really cheered the girl up, just by being himself. To her, he is the angel-in-disguise sent to save her in answer to her request in the morning. Perhaps that will be the only time she will ever see him, but he will always be remembered in her memories, how he had once helped to clear her stormy day. And she will always bless him with good wishes when she did. Thank you.
Thank you to that girl, whose presence had helped brighten that ordinary girl's day with her smiles. She is her close friend whom only see each other once in a while. But she never fails to brighten her day even when both of them were having bad hair days. Just her presence, her just being herself, is enough. She'll always be her much loved friend. Thank you.
Thank you to that other girl, who had willingly accompanied by the ordinary girl's side, throughout that day, from the storm at its darkest hour, to that truly one fine day. Of course, she also helped in that day's transformation. She didn't probe on the sources of the storm, just supporting her all the way. She willingly lent her discman to her when she needs it to listen to her favourite songs to calm her down. She listens to the songs with her though she wasn't very interested and though she needed to study for her quiz. Even when the girl used up twice her batteries in that time, she had no grumbles. She doesn't know if she knows how much she appreciated her gestures, but she really appreciate it. Thank you very much.
Angels are everywhere. In disguise.
The first one, the male angel, only appear once in her life with a mission to help her up from her darkest storm. And he completed that mission.
The second one, the female angel, always appear every now and then, to make sure the girl maintains her cheery mood and optimistic outlook in life, replenishin her energy and courage to face all adversities.
The third one, the female angel, is always by her side, supporting her in everything she does, no matter if her days start with bad weather or not, always makes sure that her days always end with one fine day.
And another girl, sometimes a bit dark, who called immediately after a short sms by the ordinary girl to offer her concern. She, is also an angel.
Thank you to all four of you for making her day.
And many others who are always there, waiting to lend a helping hand on other days of her storms, thank you in advance.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
+ bAcKsTaB +
What does backstab mean actually? www.dictionary.com defines it as:
To attack (someone) unfairly, especially in an underhand, deceitful manner: “Some backstab each other and threaten to settle their differences with a punch”
Uh... so what does it mean?
To me, it means talking bad about people behind their backs with the intention of blackening their names. But what if you are doing exactly the same thing, but without that intention? Still a backstab right? haiz... what if you are just grumbling to someone? Like this....
Me: Grr... I'm so pissed!
Pal: Why? What happened?
Me: Aiyah! I have this friend loh.... so irritating one!
Pal: How come?
Me: You see? she.... blah blah blah...! So how can i not be angry??!!
Pal: Oh... who's that?
Me: Aiyah.. it's XXX loh!
Pal: Ooooo... Aiya just simmer down lah... she's like that one lo....
Me: Haiz....
Is the above considered as backstabbing?? I dunno... i'd always thought it's just grumbling... I mean of coz the best scenario is....
Me: Grr.. I'm so pissed!
Pal: Why? What happened?
Ma: Aiyah nothing... nevermind... not worth talking about...
Pal: Ok...
So this is the most moral way... but thing is, most likely i'll go crazy or just die in my own flames...
To me, backstabbing is something like this....
Me: Hey hey! I tell you something!
Pal: What?
Me: You know XXX? Wah kaoz! She's so blah blah blah one eh!
Pal: Oh really?!
Me: Yah! Can't tell right?
Pal: Yah... Never thought she's this kind of person...
Me: That's right! so next time you be careful ah! And you better warn all your friends too!
Pal: Definitely!
So how? this last scenario is one that i dont think i'd ever been in before... I mean i'd never tell tales about my friends like this before... though people have told me about others like this... actually to believe or not, it's up to the listener... i'm sure everyone has their own mind to decide if the one being talked bad about is really that bad or just adopt a sitting on the fence attitude... it's not like they will believe everything they are been told about...
A backstabbing only works when the listener chose to believe... so....
PS: no point is made... just a note only....
Anyway, can someone please tell me if the 1st scenario be considered a backstab?
Well... in my whole life, i guessed i may have UNINTENTIONALLY or INDIRECTLY backstabbed someone... i mean, even if without that intention, a backstab is still a backstab....
So, i hereby sincerely apologize to anyone and everyone whom i had unintentionally backstabbed, though i hope there is no one...
If i really did, you know i don't mean it...
Cheers!
To attack (someone) unfairly, especially in an underhand, deceitful manner: “Some backstab each other and threaten to settle their differences with a punch”
Uh... so what does it mean?
To me, it means talking bad about people behind their backs with the intention of blackening their names. But what if you are doing exactly the same thing, but without that intention? Still a backstab right? haiz... what if you are just grumbling to someone? Like this....
Me: Grr... I'm so pissed!
Pal: Why? What happened?
Me: Aiyah! I have this friend loh.... so irritating one!
Pal: How come?
Me: You see? she.... blah blah blah...! So how can i not be angry??!!
Pal: Oh... who's that?
Me: Aiyah.. it's XXX loh!
Pal: Ooooo... Aiya just simmer down lah... she's like that one lo....
Me: Haiz....
Is the above considered as backstabbing?? I dunno... i'd always thought it's just grumbling... I mean of coz the best scenario is....
Me: Grr.. I'm so pissed!
Pal: Why? What happened?
Ma: Aiyah nothing... nevermind... not worth talking about...
Pal: Ok...
So this is the most moral way... but thing is, most likely i'll go crazy or just die in my own flames...
To me, backstabbing is something like this....
Me: Hey hey! I tell you something!
Pal: What?
Me: You know XXX? Wah kaoz! She's so blah blah blah one eh!
Pal: Oh really?!
Me: Yah! Can't tell right?
Pal: Yah... Never thought she's this kind of person...
Me: That's right! so next time you be careful ah! And you better warn all your friends too!
Pal: Definitely!
So how? this last scenario is one that i dont think i'd ever been in before... I mean i'd never tell tales about my friends like this before... though people have told me about others like this... actually to believe or not, it's up to the listener... i'm sure everyone has their own mind to decide if the one being talked bad about is really that bad or just adopt a sitting on the fence attitude... it's not like they will believe everything they are been told about...
A backstabbing only works when the listener chose to believe... so....
PS: no point is made... just a note only....
Anyway, can someone please tell me if the 1st scenario be considered a backstab?
Well... in my whole life, i guessed i may have UNINTENTIONALLY or INDIRECTLY backstabbed someone... i mean, even if without that intention, a backstab is still a backstab....
So, i hereby sincerely apologize to anyone and everyone whom i had unintentionally backstabbed, though i hope there is no one...
If i really did, you know i don't mean it...
Cheers!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
+ S.N.A.G (Part 2) +
+ S.N.A.G (Part 2) +
Scenario 2: (SNAG & Gal on an outing)
(While walking)
SNAG: Eh.... Hee... when did you eat your breakfast today?
Gal: Huh? erm.... around 8am today bah... y?
SNAG: Oh nothing.... just that it's 1pm now.... wondering are you feeling a bit hungry? Hehe..
Gal: Oh.. yah... quite... Are you?
SNAG: A bit... Haha... Wanna go for lunch?
Gal: Okie! Where? What do you want to eat?
SNAG: I'm anything.. Anything you want to eat?
Gal: Uh? But i ask you first eh... I'm okay with anything..
SNAG: Nevermind lah... You choose...
Gal: Hmmm.... Wanna try that Chinese Ramen?
SNAG: Oh! I don't mind! Hahaha.... but i havent try that Jap restaurant before.... Long time din eat jap food already... Looks quite good... Heeezz...
Gal: Oh! Say earlier mah... Then we go try that Jap food loh!
SNAG(skeptic face) : Sure?
Gal: Yah lah! Let's go!
(After 10 mins, finally 10 more steps before reaching the doorstep of Jap restaurant.....)
SNAG: Hey you sure you want to eat Jap food?
Gal: Why not? You wanted to try mah... I also never try the food here before...
SNAG: Is it? But i thought you don't eat wasabi?
Gal: Yes i don't, but not all Jap food have wasabi right??!
SNAG: True... but.... hmm... the Shanghai Ramen looks good too.... You wanted to try that right?
Gal: Well... I said i have no preference already! So what do you want to eat? Can you please make up your mind?
SNAG: Hmmmm.... Ermmm..... I also don't know leh... Why don't you decide?
Gal: Grrr! I thought i already did! I said let's eat Jap food already!
SNAG: Are you sure? But you wanted to eat Shanghai Ramen right? But you chose Jap food to accomodate me right?
Gal: Goodness! You can stand here and think till the cows come home! I'm going home to eat Maggi Mee now! BYE!
Another quality of SNAGs.... Beating about the bush, too indecisive, and! always "hehe" and "haha" in every sentence that they say..... Like what's so funny??!!!
Scenario 2: (SNAG & Gal on an outing)
(While walking)
SNAG: Eh.... Hee... when did you eat your breakfast today?
Gal: Huh? erm.... around 8am today bah... y?
SNAG: Oh nothing.... just that it's 1pm now.... wondering are you feeling a bit hungry? Hehe..
Gal: Oh.. yah... quite... Are you?
SNAG: A bit... Haha... Wanna go for lunch?
Gal: Okie! Where? What do you want to eat?
SNAG: I'm anything.. Anything you want to eat?
Gal: Uh? But i ask you first eh... I'm okay with anything..
SNAG: Nevermind lah... You choose...
Gal: Hmmm.... Wanna try that Chinese Ramen?
SNAG: Oh! I don't mind! Hahaha.... but i havent try that Jap restaurant before.... Long time din eat jap food already... Looks quite good... Heeezz...
Gal: Oh! Say earlier mah... Then we go try that Jap food loh!
SNAG(skeptic face) : Sure?
Gal: Yah lah! Let's go!
(After 10 mins, finally 10 more steps before reaching the doorstep of Jap restaurant.....)
SNAG: Hey you sure you want to eat Jap food?
Gal: Why not? You wanted to try mah... I also never try the food here before...
SNAG: Is it? But i thought you don't eat wasabi?
Gal: Yes i don't, but not all Jap food have wasabi right??!
SNAG: True... but.... hmm... the Shanghai Ramen looks good too.... You wanted to try that right?
Gal: Well... I said i have no preference already! So what do you want to eat? Can you please make up your mind?
SNAG: Hmmmm.... Ermmm..... I also don't know leh... Why don't you decide?
Gal: Grrr! I thought i already did! I said let's eat Jap food already!
SNAG: Are you sure? But you wanted to eat Shanghai Ramen right? But you chose Jap food to accomodate me right?
Gal: Goodness! You can stand here and think till the cows come home! I'm going home to eat Maggi Mee now! BYE!
Another quality of SNAGs.... Beating about the bush, too indecisive, and! always "hehe" and "haha" in every sentence that they say..... Like what's so funny??!!!
Monday, October 10, 2005
+ S.N.A.G (Part 1) +
+ S.N.A.G (Part 1) +
Sensitive New Age Guy. Who likes them? New Age Gals? Seems like many of my friends YEARN for this kinda guys... Really?? EEEYER! I'm definitely not one of them! Not when they are tooooooo sensitive!
Scenario 1: (thru sms)
Gal: Hey! Do you have XXX file? Can lend me? i need it quite urgently..
SNAG1: Sure sure!! Can can! of course!
Gal: Thankie! So we meet tomorrow? where? I'm free after 7pm...
(Gal lives in Bedok and SNAG lives in Changi)
SNAG1: of coz meet Bedok lah! U are gal mah!
Gal(-.-!!) : ok.. So where n when?
SNAG1: hmmm..... i'll inform you again tml?
Gal: sure.
(Next day during Gal's tutorial)
SNAG1: Hey...Hey... sorri sorri for late reply.... when are you free later?
Gal: shall reach bedok by 7pm...
SNAG1: Hmm... or i pass it to another gal then she pass to you tomorrow? ok ok?
Gal: Tomorrow? Why tomorrow?
SNAG1: Erm.... how about i go to your house at 8pm to pass to you?
Gal: !!! Y dont we meet at Bedok MRT at 8pm?
SNAG1: Or i email to you instead?
Gal: Sure. Thanks.
SNAG1: Okok! I'll sms you when i sent.
So, does everyone find this SNAG cute and nice and considerate? Love him?
YUCKs! Not me!! So irritating!!!!!!!! kaoz! Wasted so much sms for such an easy thing! Cant he have more opinion?
Ideal scenario:
Gal: Hey! Do you have XXX file? Can lend me? i need it quite urgently..
SNAG2: Sure! When do you need it?
Gal: Thanks! Tml can? Where do i meet you? I'm free after 7pm
SNAG2: Ok, meet somewhere in Bedok. Will inform you the time tml.
Gal: ok Thanks!
(Next day during Gal's tutorial)
SNAG2: Hey! i dont think i'll be free later to meet you. Shall i email it to you?
Gal: Sure thanks! Sorry to trouble you!
SNAG2: No prob! will sms you when i'd sent.
See? Short and Sweet and message delivered!
i dont know about others, but i find SNAG1 ultra irritating! so wishy washy! wasted so much precious time n sms simply because he's trying to BE NICE! Eh excuse me? not to that extent ok? if he's really busy, then just tell the gal straight! there's no need to drag here drag there wasting everyone's time! she can always look for other sources! and is there a need to go to the Gal's house late at night to deliver something which she needs? they can always meet outside! It isn't even convenient for a guy to turn up suddenly at a gal's house so late! think of her family! ok, i'm conservative, so what? She's not even close with that guy!
SNAG2 is so much better! straight to the point and still being nice! and with lotsa his opinions and initiative!
Grrr..... if all SNAGs are like SNAG1, fine. I'll rather fall for Bad Guys then! :P
Sensitive New Age Guy. Who likes them? New Age Gals? Seems like many of my friends YEARN for this kinda guys... Really?? EEEYER! I'm definitely not one of them! Not when they are tooooooo sensitive!
Scenario 1: (thru sms)
Gal: Hey! Do you have XXX file? Can lend me? i need it quite urgently..
SNAG1: Sure sure!! Can can! of course!
Gal: Thankie! So we meet tomorrow? where? I'm free after 7pm...
(Gal lives in Bedok and SNAG lives in Changi)
SNAG1: of coz meet Bedok lah! U are gal mah!
Gal(-.-!!) : ok.. So where n when?
SNAG1: hmmm..... i'll inform you again tml?
Gal: sure.
(Next day during Gal's tutorial)
SNAG1: Hey...Hey... sorri sorri for late reply.... when are you free later?
Gal: shall reach bedok by 7pm...
SNAG1: Hmm... or i pass it to another gal then she pass to you tomorrow? ok ok?
Gal: Tomorrow? Why tomorrow?
SNAG1: Erm.... how about i go to your house at 8pm to pass to you?
Gal: !!! Y dont we meet at Bedok MRT at 8pm?
SNAG1: Or i email to you instead?
Gal: Sure. Thanks.
SNAG1: Okok! I'll sms you when i sent.
So, does everyone find this SNAG cute and nice and considerate? Love him?
YUCKs! Not me!! So irritating!!!!!!!! kaoz! Wasted so much sms for such an easy thing! Cant he have more opinion?
Ideal scenario:
Gal: Hey! Do you have XXX file? Can lend me? i need it quite urgently..
SNAG2: Sure! When do you need it?
Gal: Thanks! Tml can? Where do i meet you? I'm free after 7pm
SNAG2: Ok, meet somewhere in Bedok. Will inform you the time tml.
Gal: ok Thanks!
(Next day during Gal's tutorial)
SNAG2: Hey! i dont think i'll be free later to meet you. Shall i email it to you?
Gal: Sure thanks! Sorry to trouble you!
SNAG2: No prob! will sms you when i'd sent.
See? Short and Sweet and message delivered!
i dont know about others, but i find SNAG1 ultra irritating! so wishy washy! wasted so much precious time n sms simply because he's trying to BE NICE! Eh excuse me? not to that extent ok? if he's really busy, then just tell the gal straight! there's no need to drag here drag there wasting everyone's time! she can always look for other sources! and is there a need to go to the Gal's house late at night to deliver something which she needs? they can always meet outside! It isn't even convenient for a guy to turn up suddenly at a gal's house so late! think of her family! ok, i'm conservative, so what? She's not even close with that guy!
SNAG2 is so much better! straight to the point and still being nice! and with lotsa his opinions and initiative!
Grrr..... if all SNAGs are like SNAG1, fine. I'll rather fall for Bad Guys then! :P
Thursday, September 15, 2005
+ mEnTaL aGe qUiZ +
+ mEnTaL aGe qUiZ +
Done the mental age quiz Lipyung asked me to do. Actually i'd done that before....
2 years ago, it said my mental age was 33......
1 year ago, it said my mental age was 30......
Now? The results shown.... I'm 22!!!!
What happened??
Does it mean I'm getting more and more childish?
Does it mean I'm rejuvenating? Have I accidentally drank from the Fountain of Youth??
Should I be glad or sad?
Of course I should be happy! Why? Not that I'm retaining my youth, because this is mental age, nothing to do with appearance! Because it simply means...
I'm becoming more like myself! I'm BEING myself!!
Yes! I'm sick of being a grown-up! I'm sick of having to take care of all the emotional and physical needs of all the people around me! Why should I take up so much responsibility when I'm even struggling to take care of myself? Muahahaha!
Haiz... of course, being 22 doesn't mean very young, doesn't mean I can behave like childish kids who can't grow up. Still, it's a time at least, to do something for myself. If i'm not going to start now, when? Am I going spend my whole life serving others and letting myself go to waste? Am I only going to start doing something for myself after I'm married and have kids? Nahz.... I won't have the time then too....
So... Just let me be myself yah? Not that letting me go wild or take drugs or what... Of course I know what I'm doing... and of course I know what's right and wrong for me....
But, don't force me to do what I don't want to, don't ask me to think like you (I have my OWN thinking), don't expect me to give you my everything just because I'm me...
Just.....
Let me be......
Myself.....
^_^
Done the mental age quiz Lipyung asked me to do. Actually i'd done that before....
2 years ago, it said my mental age was 33......
1 year ago, it said my mental age was 30......
Now? The results shown.... I'm 22!!!!
What happened??
Does it mean I'm getting more and more childish?
Does it mean I'm rejuvenating? Have I accidentally drank from the Fountain of Youth??
Should I be glad or sad?
Of course I should be happy! Why? Not that I'm retaining my youth, because this is mental age, nothing to do with appearance! Because it simply means...
I'm becoming more like myself! I'm BEING myself!!
Yes! I'm sick of being a grown-up! I'm sick of having to take care of all the emotional and physical needs of all the people around me! Why should I take up so much responsibility when I'm even struggling to take care of myself? Muahahaha!
Haiz... of course, being 22 doesn't mean very young, doesn't mean I can behave like childish kids who can't grow up. Still, it's a time at least, to do something for myself. If i'm not going to start now, when? Am I going spend my whole life serving others and letting myself go to waste? Am I only going to start doing something for myself after I'm married and have kids? Nahz.... I won't have the time then too....
So... Just let me be myself yah? Not that letting me go wild or take drugs or what... Of course I know what I'm doing... and of course I know what's right and wrong for me....
But, don't force me to do what I don't want to, don't ask me to think like you (I have my OWN thinking), don't expect me to give you my everything just because I'm me...
Just.....
Let me be......
Myself.....
^_^
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
+ AccIdEnT +
+ AccIdEnT +
Olritez! After all these years.... I FINALLY have an ACCIDENT!!!
That's right. And the victim is not me.
-.-" zzzZZzzz
All due to faulty brakes. So people, please bear in mind. Do not always think wheels have eyes. Even if they do, they don't have legs. They can't stop on their own even if they know they are going to bang into you. And even worse, some drivers can't even control them properly. Don't suspect. It's me.
That's why i NEVER want to learn driving.
This is for the benefit of not only me, but the entire world! The entire humankind, animalkind, botanicalkind and whole of ecosystem! Aliens? hmm... You think i can knock down one?
I hereby sincerely apologize to the p00r working lady whose left leg was imprinted with my tyre's black mark. Is it grease? Sorry to spoil your day right from the beginning of a bright morning. Just your bad luck to meet someone full of bad luck whose brakes are spoilt and whose feet are too short to cause enough resistance on the ground in time to stop. Hope your luck will get better. And remember, wheels have no eyes, no brains and no FEET!!
Olritez! After all these years.... I FINALLY have an ACCIDENT!!!
That's right. And the victim is not me.
-.-" zzzZZzzz
All due to faulty brakes. So people, please bear in mind. Do not always think wheels have eyes. Even if they do, they don't have legs. They can't stop on their own even if they know they are going to bang into you. And even worse, some drivers can't even control them properly. Don't suspect. It's me.
That's why i NEVER want to learn driving.
This is for the benefit of not only me, but the entire world! The entire humankind, animalkind, botanicalkind and whole of ecosystem! Aliens? hmm... You think i can knock down one?
I hereby sincerely apologize to the p00r working lady whose left leg was imprinted with my tyre's black mark. Is it grease? Sorry to spoil your day right from the beginning of a bright morning. Just your bad luck to meet someone full of bad luck whose brakes are spoilt and whose feet are too short to cause enough resistance on the ground in time to stop. Hope your luck will get better. And remember, wheels have no eyes, no brains and no FEET!!
Monday, August 15, 2005
+ ChInA TrIp pHoToS +
+ ChInA TrIp pHoToS +
Well well!! I finally managed to scan some pics I took from myChina
Since I'm the cameraman for the whole trip, obviously you can't find me in it! Hahaa.... Actually I'm more interested in the sceneries and buildings and culture of China... blah blah blah... of course i also took pics of people, but in my haste to scan the pics and trying not to trouble my friend too much in her house, I only chose these few... or rather, she chose for me.... Coz I was too busy watching some shuai ges le.. wahaha... Hence she/me missed out some other nicer ones which i personally like. But nvm! I like these too!! Here goes....
A trip toGuangzhou
This is a random image i took when we stopped to visit some factory.
D0N't sT0P!! aSk fOr m0Re!!
Shuai bu shuai?? Jealous bah?? =P
Nice ? See the little purple flowers? It's Zi Wei flowers!! You know Ziwei Ge-ge in 'Huan Zhu Ge Ge'? Yups! She's named after this flower! Imagine this is the 'Zi Wei Yuan'! A garden full of purple blossoms!!! I really gasped out loud when we drove into it!!
This little island in the middle of alake
Are you superstitious? At the time when this pic was taken, very dark clouds covered everywhere, all but above thistemple of Buddha
And now! MY PERSONAL FAVOURITE! I seriously don't know where is this place. My tour coach simply stopped at a junction and I merely looked to my right out of the window, saw this place and immediately dug my camera out to snap this shot. And guess what? Right after my snap, the coach went on its way!! It turned out to be one of the best, as in the resolution and such.
How about this?
Well well!! I finally managed to scan some pics I took from my
Since I'm the cameraman for the whole trip, obviously you can't find me in it! Hahaa.... Actually I'm more interested in the sceneries and buildings and culture of China... blah blah blah... of course i also took pics of people, but in my haste to scan the pics and trying not to trouble my friend too much in her house, I only chose these few... or rather, she chose for me.... Coz I was too busy watching some shuai ges le.. wahaha... Hence she/me missed out some other nicer ones which i personally like. But nvm! I like these too!! Here goes....
A trip to
This is a random image i took when we stopped to visit some factory.
D0N't sT0P!! aSk fOr m0Re!!
Shuai bu shuai?? Jealous bah?? =P
This little island in the middle of a
Are you superstitious? At the time when this pic was taken, very dark clouds covered everywhere, all but above this
And now! MY PERSONAL FAVOURITE! I seriously don't know where is this place. My tour coach simply stopped at a junction and I merely looked to my right out of the window, saw this place and immediately dug my camera out to snap this shot. And guess what? Right after my snap, the coach went on its way!! It turned out to be one of the best, as in the resolution and such.
How about this?
Can you get that feel I felt when I first saw it out of the window? That nostalgic feeling down a deserted lane?
~~ eNd ~~Tuesday, August 09, 2005
+ hAppI nAtI0nAl dAy +
+ hAppI nAtI0NaL dAy +
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!! I love Singapore!!! I really do. The National Day Celebrations every year never fail to touch me. As I listen to the choir sing "Home" via tv, my mind couldn't help replaying lots of flashbacks, all those wonderful memories I had with my friends in Singapore, things I do, see, sing, say, which make me so proud being a Singaporean.
The first time I REALLY feel I'm a 100% Singaporean, when I feel I really belong to Singapore, when I feel I really love Singapore, is actually a few months ago when I went China, the first time outside Singapore via plane, which means, a place really far.
The moment I stepped foot on that foreign land, I'm beginning to miss home. Though everything reminded me of Singapore(even the tour guide said Guangzhou was modelled like Singapore), though everything there was cheaper, though the chinese were such friendly people, though it's clean and big and, yeah, the toilets have doors, I really prefer Singapore.
Why?
The main reason, which surprised even myself, is actually........ CURRY!!!! Oh my goodness!! I actually miss eating curry and hot stuff on just my fourth day there!! I thought I would love chinese food, because I'm a salty freak! I loves salty food, and that's what chinese food are famous for! Well, I did enjoy the food there, BUT i actually missed the curry smell and spicy taste back home!! That's when I realized, I'm really a Singaporean. The unqiue multi-racial culture was already fused into me the moment I was borned onto the land of Singapore. And besides curry, which I had for three consequtive days right after my return to make up for that 10 curry-less days, I missed
1) my family: though my mum was with me, but I still miss my beloved dad n bros, though irritating they might b at times
2) my friends to share my joy with: i left them back home missing me.. lolx... n one of my friends actually needed my help for something and I wasn't there for her.. so sorry... but we still managed to contact through sms, so it wasn't too bad
3) the language: Not that I'm really proud of Broken Singlish (note: Singlish is NOT equal to Broken English, so imagine Broken Singlish? Haiz!) but at least I can still understand and communicate. The people in Guangzhou all spoke Cantonese, which really pissed my off coz I REALLY don't understand! DUHZ!
4) the potable water: I'm not a fan of NEWater really, and I still can't bring myself to down one mouthful of it, but I'm so used to the water in Singapore, I always drink straight from the tap, to save the trouble of boiling the water of coz! yeah.. the act of a slacker... watever!! Anyway, in China, I don't even dare to drink BOILED water (i'm surprised I didn't get dehydrated, oh yah, I dranks lots of mineral water..)
Oh and there's a lot more. Okay, it's not that China is a bad place. It's really a very nice place, and there's also many areas which Singapore is not comparable to, but I just feel that Home still feels the best. And just those above are enough to fulfil the lyrics in chinese version of "Home"
......wo de jia... shou chang... wo de huan xi bei shang......
And guess what? When I saw Ah-du on the advertisement advertising about the "Uniquely Singapore" on the tv in China, I was so surprised and happy that I actually screamed for my mum to hurry come and see! And when I see Stephanie Sun's pic endorsed on a drink bottle in a supermart there, I was so excited that I bought the drink immediately! My happiness and reaction was even greater than when I saw F4's larger-than-life pepsi poster on the street! What I felt was like, Oh! It feels ssoooooo great to see a fellow Singaporean whom I know out here in this foreign place in the middle of nowhere, even though it's just a photo or image. I know it's a bit exaggerated, since I'm not even a crazy fan of Ah-du and Steph, and I don't know them in person, and the fact that I went to China with a tour of REAL Singaporeans, but I really feel consoled to 'see' the 2 of them in that lonely and friendless place. The sense of belonging. And I'm really proud of them, that their names actually reached out so far in Asia. That's probably why I felt so touched and my heart connected when the NDP showed a few clips of Singaporeans in foreign lands shouting out their best wishes for Singapore just now on tv. You can really feel.... that sense of belonging, that they really want to celebrate our nation's birthday with their families and friends back on our homeland.
This is the country, the place I truly belong, where I'm proud to be. Because only this unqiue place gives all the unique stuffs to the unique ME!
......shu yu zi ji... shu yu ni wo de tian di... you ai you meng you qing... hai you cheng zhang sui yue de dian di... jiao zhi wo wun xin yi ji......
Every year, I never fail to wear red tops on 8th and 9th Aug, whether I leave my house or not. I simply embask in my own joyous atmosphere of the national celebrations. Call it my imagination, my illusion or what, I can always see and feel... the air everywhere around me that is so dense with joy and happiness, the pride that WE, the citizens of Singapore, have come so far together! It's every Singaporean's birthday today!!! Hear!! Hear!!
Let's reach out for the sky, with wings we soar up high!!
As I watched the NDP just now, I really missed Rene. One may say, like I would in my earlier years, it's so silly to go there and squeeze with thousands of people and see tiny 'ants' moving around. But it's wrong! It's the atmosphere that makes the difference! I really missed that feeling. Rene, do you still remember how we cheered and waved our Singapore flags so madly, blocking everyone's view behind us, even though the whole block of them was like so still and quiet, making a fool out of ourselves and worrying if we would get battered to death? Hahaa... And how we sang the National Anthem at full attention and sang on top of our voices using diaphram and with so much emotions at the Singapore songs and in the end lost our voices?? And the pledge-making with such sincerity? How we waved at the President as he made his round as if he was some great superstar? How we made poor Kain sing and wave his flag though he was so paiseh? And the 'WOW' feeling as we watched the jets zooming past, the parachuters as they landed, oh! and the magnificent fireworks exploding, sprinkling the magical sparkles across the sky right on top of us!! Lolx...
They were all such fond memories.. National Day is like this, a day where families and friends gather to celebrate. Last year was with friends, this year with my family. For the first time in don't know how many months, my family finally sat down together for a meal as we watched the NDP on tv. It really reminded me of Chinese New Year.
Rene, it's okay if we can't get the tix this year and I'm sorry that you were down with flu... but nevermind! there's always next year, next next year, next next next year and more and more!! Singapore will go on forever and more!!!!!!
HAPPY 40th BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!
( I got so excited watching the military vehicles and artillery parade that I might just join the Armed Forces after graduation after all!! =D )
Now, that's really something for every Singaporean to worry about. Hahaha!! =P
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!! I love Singapore!!! I really do. The National Day Celebrations every year never fail to touch me. As I listen to the choir sing "Home" via tv, my mind couldn't help replaying lots of flashbacks, all those wonderful memories I had with my friends in Singapore, things I do, see, sing, say, which make me so proud being a Singaporean.
The first time I REALLY feel I'm a 100% Singaporean, when I feel I really belong to Singapore, when I feel I really love Singapore, is actually a few months ago when I went China, the first time outside Singapore via plane, which means, a place really far.
The moment I stepped foot on that foreign land, I'm beginning to miss home. Though everything reminded me of Singapore(even the tour guide said Guangzhou was modelled like Singapore), though everything there was cheaper, though the chinese were such friendly people, though it's clean and big and, yeah, the toilets have doors, I really prefer Singapore.
Why?
The main reason, which surprised even myself, is actually........ CURRY!!!! Oh my goodness!! I actually miss eating curry and hot stuff on just my fourth day there!! I thought I would love chinese food, because I'm a salty freak! I loves salty food, and that's what chinese food are famous for! Well, I did enjoy the food there, BUT i actually missed the curry smell and spicy taste back home!! That's when I realized, I'm really a Singaporean. The unqiue multi-racial culture was already fused into me the moment I was borned onto the land of Singapore. And besides curry, which I had for three consequtive days right after my return to make up for that 10 curry-less days, I missed
1) my family: though my mum was with me, but I still miss my beloved dad n bros, though irritating they might b at times
2) my friends to share my joy with: i left them back home missing me.. lolx... n one of my friends actually needed my help for something and I wasn't there for her.. so sorry... but we still managed to contact through sms, so it wasn't too bad
3) the language: Not that I'm really proud of Broken Singlish (note: Singlish is NOT equal to Broken English, so imagine Broken Singlish? Haiz!) but at least I can still understand and communicate. The people in Guangzhou all spoke Cantonese, which really pissed my off coz I REALLY don't understand! DUHZ!
4) the potable water: I'm not a fan of NEWater really, and I still can't bring myself to down one mouthful of it, but I'm so used to the water in Singapore, I always drink straight from the tap, to save the trouble of boiling the water of coz! yeah.. the act of a slacker... watever!! Anyway, in China, I don't even dare to drink BOILED water (i'm surprised I didn't get dehydrated, oh yah, I dranks lots of mineral water..)
Oh and there's a lot more. Okay, it's not that China is a bad place. It's really a very nice place, and there's also many areas which Singapore is not comparable to, but I just feel that Home still feels the best. And just those above are enough to fulfil the lyrics in chinese version of "Home"
......wo de jia... shou chang... wo de huan xi bei shang......
And guess what? When I saw Ah-du on the advertisement advertising about the "Uniquely Singapore" on the tv in China, I was so surprised and happy that I actually screamed for my mum to hurry come and see! And when I see Stephanie Sun's pic endorsed on a drink bottle in a supermart there, I was so excited that I bought the drink immediately! My happiness and reaction was even greater than when I saw F4's larger-than-life pepsi poster on the street! What I felt was like, Oh! It feels ssoooooo great to see a fellow Singaporean whom I know out here in this foreign place in the middle of nowhere, even though it's just a photo or image. I know it's a bit exaggerated, since I'm not even a crazy fan of Ah-du and Steph, and I don't know them in person, and the fact that I went to China with a tour of REAL Singaporeans, but I really feel consoled to 'see' the 2 of them in that lonely and friendless place. The sense of belonging. And I'm really proud of them, that their names actually reached out so far in Asia. That's probably why I felt so touched and my heart connected when the NDP showed a few clips of Singaporeans in foreign lands shouting out their best wishes for Singapore just now on tv. You can really feel.... that sense of belonging, that they really want to celebrate our nation's birthday with their families and friends back on our homeland.
This is the country, the place I truly belong, where I'm proud to be. Because only this unqiue place gives all the unique stuffs to the unique ME!
......shu yu zi ji... shu yu ni wo de tian di... you ai you meng you qing... hai you cheng zhang sui yue de dian di... jiao zhi wo wun xin yi ji......
Every year, I never fail to wear red tops on 8th and 9th Aug, whether I leave my house or not. I simply embask in my own joyous atmosphere of the national celebrations. Call it my imagination, my illusion or what, I can always see and feel... the air everywhere around me that is so dense with joy and happiness, the pride that WE, the citizens of Singapore, have come so far together! It's every Singaporean's birthday today!!! Hear!! Hear!!
Let's reach out for the sky, with wings we soar up high!!
As I watched the NDP just now, I really missed Rene. One may say, like I would in my earlier years, it's so silly to go there and squeeze with thousands of people and see tiny 'ants' moving around. But it's wrong! It's the atmosphere that makes the difference! I really missed that feeling. Rene, do you still remember how we cheered and waved our Singapore flags so madly, blocking everyone's view behind us, even though the whole block of them was like so still and quiet, making a fool out of ourselves and worrying if we would get battered to death? Hahaa... And how we sang the National Anthem at full attention and sang on top of our voices using diaphram and with so much emotions at the Singapore songs and in the end lost our voices?? And the pledge-making with such sincerity? How we waved at the President as he made his round as if he was some great superstar? How we made poor Kain sing and wave his flag though he was so paiseh? And the 'WOW' feeling as we watched the jets zooming past, the parachuters as they landed, oh! and the magnificent fireworks exploding, sprinkling the magical sparkles across the sky right on top of us!! Lolx...
They were all such fond memories.. National Day is like this, a day where families and friends gather to celebrate. Last year was with friends, this year with my family. For the first time in don't know how many months, my family finally sat down together for a meal as we watched the NDP on tv. It really reminded me of Chinese New Year.
Rene, it's okay if we can't get the tix this year and I'm sorry that you were down with flu... but nevermind! there's always next year, next next year, next next next year and more and more!! Singapore will go on forever and more!!!!!!
HAPPY 40th BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!
( I got so excited watching the military vehicles and artillery parade that I might just join the Armed Forces after graduation after all!! =D )
Now, that's really something for every Singaporean to worry about. Hahaha!! =P
Thursday, July 21, 2005
+ sUcCeSs +
+ sUcCeSs +
When I'm done with collecting the answers to the question in the previous entry, I'm going to post the overall result. But now, I've come across one answer by a friend that i feel worth pondering about.
He said in ten years' time, he don't know what job or what position he would be holding, but he would definitely be very successful.
When asked how would he define 'successful', he replied that he don't know the specific words, but he would be someone whom others would think successful.
I decided to drop the topic because any probing would end up in a bottomless arguement. I find this answer quite.... hmm.... unusual, and in my own sense, pretty senseless.(No pun intended. It's just that answering is like as good as not.) But then again, it might not be so. That's why I think it's worth pondering.
I told my mum about this answer, and nonchalantly, she said,"That's good. Someone also said that before. And he is now the CEO of Creative Technologies company something."
Wow! Imagine my that friend being a multimillionaire ten years later!
But my question is: How is one deemed as being successful, by his own standards or because others think he is? (Note: this is not a qn about the definition of being successful. It is who deem you as one)
For me, so long as I feel that I'm a successful person, I don't care if others call me a failure. Similarly, if I feel lousy, even if the whole world worships me for being so successful, I won't consider myself as one at all. Because I am who I defines.By my own standards.
What about you?
When I'm done with collecting the answers to the question in the previous entry, I'm going to post the overall result. But now, I've come across one answer by a friend that i feel worth pondering about.
He said in ten years' time, he don't know what job or what position he would be holding, but he would definitely be very successful.
When asked how would he define 'successful', he replied that he don't know the specific words, but he would be someone whom others would think successful.
I decided to drop the topic because any probing would end up in a bottomless arguement. I find this answer quite.... hmm.... unusual, and in my own sense, pretty senseless.(No pun intended. It's just that answering is like as good as not.) But then again, it might not be so. That's why I think it's worth pondering.
I told my mum about this answer, and nonchalantly, she said,"That's good. Someone also said that before. And he is now the CEO of Creative Technologies company something."
Wow! Imagine my that friend being a multimillionaire ten years later!
But my question is: How is one deemed as being successful, by his own standards or because others think he is? (Note: this is not a qn about the definition of being successful. It is who deem you as one)
For me, so long as I feel that I'm a successful person, I don't care if others call me a failure. Similarly, if I feel lousy, even if the whole world worships me for being so successful, I won't consider myself as one at all. Because I am who I defines.By my own standards.
What about you?
Thursday, July 14, 2005
+ tEn yEaRs +
+ tEn yEaRs +
A quote from Eason's "Ten Years".
"......Ten years ago, I know you not. You don't belong to me,
and we remained strangers walking down the same old street.
Ten years later, we formed a friendship, with occasional nods and greets......"
Ten years. How many ten years does one have? Not a lot. Not more than ten. Well, maybe not, but seldom.
Many things can happen in ten years. The government would have changed twice. Terrorism may have been stamped out. London would have finished holding the Olympics.
For old friends, we had known each other for ten years, and counting. For some, we are GOING to reach ten years of friendship. For others, we'd just known each other. Can we even reach ten years?
It's a time of transition now, where some of us are going to the next stage of life, or on the verge of, or going to.....
So friends, people, males & females.....
please tell me.
Where do you see yourself in ten years' time?
P.S. I know this is a VERY common question, but this IS a serious one. Do think carefully and do not try to be funny. Thank you.
A quote from Eason's "Ten Years"
"......Ten years ago, I know you not. You don't belong to me,
and we remained strangers walking down the same old street.
Ten years later, we formed a friendship, with occasional nods and greets......"
Ten years. How many ten years does one have? Not a lot. Not more than ten. Well, maybe not, but seldom.
Many things can happen in ten years. The government would have changed twice. Terrorism may have been stamped out. London would have finished holding the Olympics.
For old friends, we had known each other for ten years, and counting. For some, we are GOING to reach ten years of friendship. For others, we'd just known each other. Can we even reach ten years?
It's a time of transition now, where some of us are going to the next stage of life, or on the verge of, or going to.....
So friends, people, males & females.....
please tell me.
Where do you see yourself in ten years' time?
P.S. I know this is a VERY common question, but this IS a serious one. Do think carefully and do not try to be funny. Thank you.
Friday, July 08, 2005
+ l0Ve tEsT +
+ l0Ve tEsT +
(P.S. tis is not a quiz! =P)
People always say, bing bian, aka the love between a couple will be put to test once the guy needs to go for N.S. That's one stage. There's another stage: when the boyfriend is still studying and the girlfriend already working.
Similarity 1: In both cases, the environment which the guy and girl are soaked in everyday for a long period is almost totally different.
Similarity 2: For many stories I've heard, it was always refered to as the girl being at fault, that she changed and left for some other guys, "richer or stronger" as deemed by the "victims"(which are always the guys).
Definition: Breaking up is an agreement between the 2 involved individuals to part their own ways after deciding they could no longer be happy together.
Question: In a break up, there may be unwilling parties.
Does it mean all unwilling parties are victims of circumstances?
What went wrong? Who went wrong? Where had gone wrong?
(From a female's perspective)
[Note: I said "a female", it don't represent the whole female population]
Problem 1: Commitment. In a relationship, perhaps it's essential for both parties to spare time for each other. It's a role they HAVE to play ever since they agree to be with each other. In the both above cases, due to the different environment they are in, it is very difficult to avoid a clash in their free time. Even if they can manage to squeeze that little time, the energy level may not be full. They could be tired and such n such, bogged down by the stuffs of their everyday lives. One of them may start to imagine things, like perhaps the other party are no longer interested in their lives because they simply don't sound interested. Who knows? the poor listener may be too tired to "SOUND" interested, yet at the same time was still listening earnestly.
What if at a particular time when one needs the other the most, but that other is unable to be there? What if there are many particular times like that? This is when the 3rd party comes in so easily. Still, it's no one's fault.
Problem 2: When a girl goes on to study while the guy goes to NS, she gets to see and learn SO many new things! And when she just starts out to work, she'll learn even MORE new things! Could be good, could be bad things. But whatever it is, it widens her horizons. She learns, she grow, she mature. There's more perspectives.
Guys, on the other hand, lags. Generally, their mentality stopped at the level where they just go into NS. During the whole period, it was constant. For some, their mentality went haywire due to some problems or sudden surge of agitation. They got too obsessed with earning loads of money and the paper chase dunno what, etc, that they got so inferior, and their ego shot skyhigh. They could no longer bear their gf being "better" than them in their sense, and started "abusing" her emotionally.
For those who's metality remained constant, only continued growing after NS. For some it's even worse. Even after they finished NS, their mentality still remain CONSTANT!! Simply put, they are twenty over years old with only the EQ of a teenager. Sighzzz.....
If it's going to take a loooong time before their mentality paths can cross again, and it's obvious the communication has long broken down, why should one hold on to it? In the both cases of the guys whose mentality stayed or went haywire, is it fair to make the girl slow down or even stop and wait for the guy who might never come round? And for the girls who grew, are they the ones who really changed, or is it the guys who go stagnant too much that they are no longer who the girls used to like long ago? Love is only that much. Without constant communication and care and (fertilizers n water n sunlight n such), how long can a relationship really substain? Call it being practical or realistic. But the problem is, if the feeling is no longer there, isn't it better to let go?
Note: Of course there are also many couples who successfully substained their relationships through storms and earthquakes , fire and floods, all the way and walk down that red aisle together and live happily ever after. That's probably because they had managed to find that BALANCE in their lives which is a fine line between everything.
Congratulations!
*A salute to those of you*
(P.S. tis is not a quiz! =P)
People always say, bing bian, aka the love between a couple will be put to test once the guy needs to go for N.S. That's one stage. There's another stage: when the boyfriend is still studying and the girlfriend already working.
Similarity 1: In both cases, the environment which the guy and girl are soaked in everyday for a long period is almost totally different.
Similarity 2: For many stories I've heard, it was always refered to as the girl being at fault, that she changed and left for some other guys, "richer or stronger" as deemed by the "victims"(which are always the guys).
Definition: Breaking up is an agreement between the 2 involved individuals to part their own ways after deciding they could no longer be happy together.
Question: In a break up, there may be unwilling parties.
Does it mean all unwilling parties are victims of circumstances?
What went wrong? Who went wrong? Where had gone wrong?
(From a female's perspective)
[Note: I said "a female", it don't represent the whole female population]
Problem 1: Commitment. In a relationship, perhaps it's essential for both parties to spare time for each other. It's a role they HAVE to play ever since they agree to be with each other. In the both above cases, due to the different environment they are in, it is very difficult to avoid a clash in their free time. Even if they can manage to squeeze that little time, the energy level may not be full. They could be tired and such n such, bogged down by the stuffs of their everyday lives. One of them may start to imagine things, like perhaps the other party are no longer interested in their lives because they simply don't sound interested. Who knows? the poor listener may be too tired to "SOUND" interested, yet at the same time was still listening earnestly.
What if at a particular time when one needs the other the most, but that other is unable to be there? What if there are many particular times like that? This is when the 3rd party comes in so easily. Still, it's no one's fault.
Problem 2: When a girl goes on to study while the guy goes to NS, she gets to see and learn SO many new things! And when she just starts out to work, she'll learn even MORE new things! Could be good, could be bad things. But whatever it is, it widens her horizons. She learns, she grow, she mature. There's more perspectives.
Guys, on the other hand, lags. Generally, their mentality stopped at the level where they just go into NS. During the whole period, it was constant. For some, their mentality went haywire due to some problems or sudden surge of agitation. They got too obsessed with earning loads of money and the paper chase dunno what, etc, that they got so inferior, and their ego shot skyhigh. They could no longer bear their gf being "better" than them in their sense, and started "abusing" her emotionally.
For those who's metality remained constant, only continued growing after NS. For some it's even worse. Even after they finished NS, their mentality still remain CONSTANT!! Simply put, they are twenty over years old with only the EQ of a teenager. Sighzzz.....
If it's going to take a loooong time before their mentality paths can cross again, and it's obvious the communication has long broken down, why should one hold on to it? In the both cases of the guys whose mentality stayed or went haywire, is it fair to make the girl slow down or even stop and wait for the guy who might never come round? And for the girls who grew, are they the ones who really changed, or is it the guys who go stagnant too much that they are no longer who the girls used to like long ago? Love is only that much. Without constant communication and care and (fertilizers n water n sunlight n such), how long can a relationship really substain? Call it being practical or realistic. But the problem is, if the feeling is no longer there, isn't it better to let go?
Note: Of course there are also many couples who successfully substained their relationships through storms and earthquakes , fire and floods, all the way and walk down that red aisle together and live happily ever after. That's probably because they had managed to find that BALANCE in their lives which is a fine line between everything.
Congratulations!
*A salute to those of you*
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
+ pEaCe +
+ pEaCe +
The calm before a storm. After the storm? What happens? Calm again.
So when you are experiencing a calm, what does it mean? A storm is coming, or a storm is over?
Peace. When nothing stirs, or after all the overflowing troubles finally die down?
Contentment comes after extreme happiness and sadness. Then when there's nothing to be sad about anymore, is that something to be happy about? Bliss. Content. Peace.
Transformation. A butterfly about to break free? An ugly duckling turning into a swan? Or simply a murderer in the making? Or the beginning to a tragic ending?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You do something that you like. Perhaps not the best, but probably somewhere average, or at least not the worst. But one day, you simply realise how bad you are at it. So bad, yah, one of the worse, if not the worst. Being bad at something you do, is bad enough. Being poor at something you love, it's wholly pathetic!
Or is it? Still, you'll reach a crossroad. First, start working hard on it and prove to the whole world and yourself, you can do it. You can be one of the best, if not the best! Second, simply dread the feeling of being a failure, so much that you stop doing it altogether. Find something else which you can fare better, but don't really have a passion for. After all, interest can be cultivated.
Any third road? Yes.
You may not be ambitious. You may lack the will. Yet, nothing can keep that fire from burning within you. It's not called Passion for nothing. It may be doused by inferiority, or simply die down with the Winds of Time. But it shall not yield without putting up a good fight, without burning wildly and freely in its own rights.
You may not be the best, but nothing can stop you.
If you can attain this feel in the face of the best. Despite being the worst. Peace. is. with. You.
The calm before a storm. After the storm? What happens? Calm again.
So when you are experiencing a calm, what does it mean? A storm is coming, or a storm is over?
Peace. When nothing stirs, or after all the overflowing troubles finally die down?
Contentment comes after extreme happiness and sadness. Then when there's nothing to be sad about anymore, is that something to be happy about? Bliss. Content. Peace.
Transformation. A butterfly about to break free? An ugly duckling turning into a swan? Or simply a murderer in the making? Or the beginning to a tragic ending?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You do something that you like. Perhaps not the best, but probably somewhere average, or at least not the worst. But one day, you simply realise how bad you are at it. So bad, yah, one of the worse, if not the worst. Being bad at something you do, is bad enough. Being poor at something you love, it's wholly pathetic!
Or is it? Still, you'll reach a crossroad. First, start working hard on it and prove to the whole world and yourself, you can do it. You can be one of the best, if not the best! Second, simply dread the feeling of being a failure, so much that you stop doing it altogether. Find something else which you can fare better, but don't really have a passion for. After all, interest can be cultivated.
Any third road? Yes.
You may not be ambitious. You may lack the will. Yet, nothing can keep that fire from burning within you. It's not called Passion for nothing. It may be doused by inferiority, or simply die down with the Winds of Time. But it shall not yield without putting up a good fight, without burning wildly and freely in its own rights.
You may not be the best, but nothing can stop you.
If you can attain this feel in the face of the best. Despite being the worst. Peace. is. with. You.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
+ bAcK +
+ bAcK +
I'm back! Safe in a crazy world! Hahaha... The plane was nice... perhaps that's all? Nahz... and the male population there too... kekeke!
By the way, a note to Lipyung. You want me to dedicate an entry to you? There you go! It's in chinese. You should know where to look? It's at "Chinese totz" in my connection links! Ciaoz!
I'm back! Safe in a crazy world! Hahaha... The plane was nice... perhaps that's all? Nahz... and the male population there too... kekeke!
By the way, a note to Lipyung. You want me to dedicate an entry to you? There you go! It's in chinese. You should know where to look? It's at "Chinese totz" in my connection links! Ciaoz!
Monday, June 13, 2005
+ tHe eNd ? +
+ tHe eNd ? +
I'm flying tomorrow. First time. Numb feelings.
If I never return, just wanna tell you all. I love you.
May Happiness and Health always follow you.
My dear mum, dear dad, dear bros; I love you.
My dear friends, dear relatives, dear classmates, dear colleagues, dear schoolmates; Take care. Don't forget me k?
Those who find me irritating, those whom I find irritating; I dun mean to irritate you, nor do I ever want to be irritated by you.
F4, ENERGY, TWINS, S.H.E., Taufik, Olinda, Daniel, Alec: I'll always support you! Continue to jiayou k? Never ever give up!
To THAT someone: I still do. Stay happy. For me.
There's so many things I haven't done nor achieve nor complete.
Would anyone finish them for me?
revolagnam: can you finish that thing for me? It's kept in my little striking yellow notebook. Thank you.
Minz: sorry I can't accompany you to do that stuff anymore. I know you will still have fun without me.
I haven't made up with my friend's bf who hates me. Hey guy, I no longer hate you. Let's just bury all the grudges k?
By the way, if I really don't return, would any of you remember me? Which of me would you not forget? Would you all want me to look for you from another world? Do you want me to chat with you in your dreamz? If one day you all saw me, but realise you can see 'through' me, would you all run away screaming in fear?
Do give a few comments even if I do return. Yeah? I know choi choi choi, but then, juz in case. 0_^
I'm flying tomorrow. First time. Numb feelings.
If I never return, just wanna tell you all. I love you.
May Happiness and Health always follow you.
My dear mum, dear dad, dear bros; I love you.
My dear friends, dear relatives, dear classmates, dear colleagues, dear schoolmates; Take care. Don't forget me k?
Those who find me irritating, those whom I find irritating; I dun mean to irritate you, nor do I ever want to be irritated by you.
F4, ENERGY, TWINS, S.H.E., Taufik, Olinda, Daniel, Alec: I'll always support you! Continue to jiayou k? Never ever give up!
To THAT someone: I still do. Stay happy. For me.
There's so many things I haven't done nor achieve nor complete.
Would anyone finish them for me?
revolagnam: can you finish that thing for me? It's kept in my little striking yellow notebook. Thank you.
Minz: sorry I can't accompany you to do that stuff anymore. I know you will still have fun without me.
I haven't made up with my friend's bf who hates me. Hey guy, I no longer hate you. Let's just bury all the grudges k?
By the way, if I really don't return, would any of you remember me? Which of me would you not forget? Would you all want me to look for you from another world? Do you want me to chat with you in your dreamz? If one day you all saw me, but realise you can see 'through' me, would you all run away screaming in fear?
Do give a few comments even if I do return. Yeah? I know choi choi choi, but then, juz in case. 0_^
Sunday, May 29, 2005
+ wEiRd dReAm +
+ wEiRd dReAm +
I had a funny dream last night. there's this very very long Pasar Malam that stretches for 3 whole HDB long blocks. Then i was there shopping at 10am! A guy friend of mine, let's call him Guy A, was there too, but we keep cha1 sheng1 er2 guo4 and didn't meet. It was like in the movie "turn left turn right". But of course we eventually met. Then we sorta had a fun time then he even bought fireworks for me. But hello?! It was like 10 am in the morning!?!?! So in the end he said maybe we could continue walk walk till it's at night so that we can set off the fireworks? I was like dotz... how can there be anyone who shop at just Pasar Malam for the whole day? But then i met MissyC so I happily went shopping through the whole pasar malam again with her, and of course with Guy A tagging along. (We are waiting for night fall rememeber?)
Some how time flew. And I really mean FLEW! I could literally see the sky turn darker, not because it's going to rain okay? And all of us didn't need to eat. So we really spent almost the whole day just at the Pasar Malam! How boring can it get!? Hahahaa...
When it's just evening, we met another guy friend of mine, Guy B. And then for no reason, he suddenly wanted to woo me!! And he joined us in our walk in the Pasar Malam. But what's worse!? Guy A seemed to sense rivalry and started to get active also! So in the end out of a sudden, i had TWO guys sucking up to me all at once, fighting for my attention! EEwww!!
I got so scared i quickly walked away with MissyC. She was having a dot dot expression at the sudden change in the 2 guys' behaviours. But the 2 guys caught up and were fighting to give me a present, thinking i like crystals! Guy A gave me a pink crystal pendant and Guy B gave me a yellow one... And they were fighting to say the meaning behind those crystals, but i can't remember what's the stories, because I was so freaked out by then! I mean I quite like the pendants, but under this kind of situations? Oh manz!
I put the pendants on the floor (since they kept pushing them to me and they didn't want to take them back) and then turned and RAN FOR MY LIFE! And guess what!?! They CHASED after me!! And they are so fast! I admit it, i'm a slow runner, and those 2 guys are so fast! They sorta made a name for themselves in running during NS. So guess how fast they can get?
But then luckily, MissyC popped out from nowhere ( i believe she had ran along with me when i started running) and grabbed my hand and pulled me along to run with her. And mark it! She's real fast! Hahaa yah i still remember she's quite a fast runner during schooldays, and anyway i'm always one of the slowest in the 2.4km run... Hahaa oops!
In the end, we managed to shake the 2 guys off... we are THAT fast! Muahaha! Thanx MissyC!! How could i have managed without you!? Hahaha... We MuSt meet up real soon yeah? =D
Oh! and the both of us continued shopping in the SAME PASAR MALAM!!!!!! ~_~""
I had a funny dream last night. there's this very very long Pasar Malam that stretches for 3 whole HDB long blocks. Then i was there shopping at 10am! A guy friend of mine, let's call him Guy A, was there too, but we keep cha1 sheng1 er2 guo4 and didn't meet. It was like in the movie "turn left turn right". But of course we eventually met. Then we sorta had a fun time then he even bought fireworks for me. But hello?! It was like 10 am in the morning!?!?! So in the end he said maybe we could continue walk walk till it's at night so that we can set off the fireworks? I was like dotz... how can there be anyone who shop at just Pasar Malam for the whole day? But then i met MissyC so I happily went shopping through the whole pasar malam again with her, and of course with Guy A tagging along. (We are waiting for night fall rememeber?)
Some how time flew. And I really mean FLEW! I could literally see the sky turn darker, not because it's going to rain okay? And all of us didn't need to eat. So we really spent almost the whole day just at the Pasar Malam! How boring can it get!? Hahahaa...
When it's just evening, we met another guy friend of mine, Guy B. And then for no reason, he suddenly wanted to woo me!! And he joined us in our walk in the Pasar Malam. But what's worse!? Guy A seemed to sense rivalry and started to get active also! So in the end out of a sudden, i had TWO guys sucking up to me all at once, fighting for my attention! EEwww!!
I got so scared i quickly walked away with MissyC. She was having a dot dot expression at the sudden change in the 2 guys' behaviours. But the 2 guys caught up and were fighting to give me a present, thinking i like crystals! Guy A gave me a pink crystal pendant and Guy B gave me a yellow one... And they were fighting to say the meaning behind those crystals, but i can't remember what's the stories, because I was so freaked out by then! I mean I quite like the pendants, but under this kind of situations? Oh manz!
I put the pendants on the floor (since they kept pushing them to me and they didn't want to take them back) and then turned and RAN FOR MY LIFE! And guess what!?! They CHASED after me!! And they are so fast! I admit it, i'm a slow runner, and those 2 guys are so fast! They sorta made a name for themselves in running during NS. So guess how fast they can get?
But then luckily, MissyC popped out from nowhere ( i believe she had ran along with me when i started running) and grabbed my hand and pulled me along to run with her. And mark it! She's real fast! Hahaa yah i still remember she's quite a fast runner during schooldays, and anyway i'm always one of the slowest in the 2.4km run... Hahaa oops!
In the end, we managed to shake the 2 guys off... we are THAT fast! Muahaha! Thanx MissyC!! How could i have managed without you!? Hahaha... We MuSt meet up real soon yeah? =D
Oh! and the both of us continued shopping in the SAME PASAR MALAM!!!!!! ~_~""
Friday, May 13, 2005
+ pHoBiA +
+ pHoBiA +
I just realized something...something which i have been suspecting for very long... it is confirmed... i have a phobia... a phobia of guys? or rather... a phobia of relationships... or more precisely, a phobia of commitment.
Last time... when anyone show the slightest, ahem, interest in me... ok, forgive me for being bhb here... it could all be part of my illusion... but anyway, i would shun them at the slightest indication. Even if we are just friends, or close friends, or people whom i'm totally neutral about, or dislike ones or even those whom i have good impressions on, i would keep them at arm's length. And at the tiniest bit of move, i would really 'ju4 ren2 yu2 qian1 li3 zhi1 wai4', if you know what i mean.
i don't understand why. i really don't know. it's not that i'm a lesbian or what... or mayb subconciously i am... hahaa... but the thing is, it's just my natural reaction! That's how weird things are. I've always tried to come up with explanations for this eccentric behaviour. That's why i've been suspecting about the doubts.
But what happened today made me realize the problem really lies with me, that i really do have a phobia. It was like i do have guy friends. I do mix well with some of them. Crushes too! Or even hoping some would take the initiative to know me better. It wasn't that bad if any took that initiative you know? The scary part was, when you go out with someone, a friend, and the strong notion of him falling for you just suddenly flashed past your mind, it was so irky!! That's right! At that moment, i really feel like vomiting, literally! It was so turn off! Even if i may like that person, everything positive simply disappear there and then! i just feel like puking! hahaa... thats so pathetic! Why is that so? It wasn't that disgusting if someone you totally dislike keeps pestering you.
It was like i would want a friend to get warm up to me, treating me as a friend.. and more... i mean, as in a good friend or close friend. But when that guy started to get really warmed up to me, oh man! that gruesome feeling comes! It was just like i was so scared he fell for me, or worse still, i was so scared he THOUGHT I fell for him!!!! There's a difference with a guy liking a girl, and thinking that a girl likes him. If things went smooth, they will surely get attached in the end in both cases. But the problem is, I wouldn't want to be attached to a guy because i like him, or he thought i like him! Because i don't want him to be attached to me because he don't mind being my bf! I want a guy who truly likes me because he likes me, not because i like him. Now i guess no one understands what im talking about here. Well, so long as i know, who cares! hahaa..
And i finally concluded that it is a commitment problem. I'm a person who loves freedom, that i know long ago. I hate being restricted. That's why commitment is a scary word for me.
That's what i found out too. If i go out with a friend, and there's a group of guys having fun beside us, guess what? I would actually prefer to join the group rather than being alone just the two of us! That's how i am! I'm still the fun-loving kid! I prefer having fun with big groups, rather than reserving my energy just for 1 person! Of course if we are really close friends, I really don't mind, but in terms of having fun... oh man! can you guess how much fun i'm missing out? That's why i know i'm not ready for relationships yet... or maybe not... hahaa... i might really don't mind being tied down to that someone of my life... but then again... who is the TRUE one?
And the one last thing which i deeply believe is the main cause of my phobia... it's all about the negative issues of relationships around me... 80% of my friends' relationships, they got together and they broke, found someone else and got together, and broke again... i felt so sad whenever i hear my friends falling out with their other halves, dumping others or being dumped. Actually in a relationship, no one is truly right or wrong. the one being ditched may not necessary be the victim; the ditcher may have suffered in silence too long to come to this decision. Only a few i know are still happily ever after.... but then again, let's hope they can end till the end of the world... and one more thing... the funniest thing... 70% of the guys i know, tell me at least once that they find talking to me made their blood boiling... and guess what?
the statistic of the century!
100% of my girlfriends' boyfriends hates me to the CORE!!!
wow! i never know i'm that powerful!! HAHAHAHaaa
I just realized something...something which i have been suspecting for very long... it is confirmed... i have a phobia... a phobia of guys? or rather... a phobia of relationships... or more precisely, a phobia of commitment.
Last time... when anyone show the slightest, ahem, interest in me... ok, forgive me for being bhb here... it could all be part of my illusion... but anyway, i would shun them at the slightest indication. Even if we are just friends, or close friends, or people whom i'm totally neutral about, or dislike ones or even those whom i have good impressions on, i would keep them at arm's length. And at the tiniest bit of move, i would really 'ju4 ren2 yu2 qian1 li3 zhi1 wai4', if you know what i mean.
i don't understand why. i really don't know. it's not that i'm a lesbian or what... or mayb subconciously i am... hahaa... but the thing is, it's just my natural reaction! That's how weird things are. I've always tried to come up with explanations for this eccentric behaviour. That's why i've been suspecting about the doubts.
But what happened today made me realize the problem really lies with me, that i really do have a phobia. It was like i do have guy friends. I do mix well with some of them. Crushes too! Or even hoping some would take the initiative to know me better. It wasn't that bad if any took that initiative you know? The scary part was, when you go out with someone, a friend, and the strong notion of him falling for you just suddenly flashed past your mind, it was so irky!! That's right! At that moment, i really feel like vomiting, literally! It was so turn off! Even if i may like that person, everything positive simply disappear there and then! i just feel like puking! hahaa... thats so pathetic! Why is that so? It wasn't that disgusting if someone you totally dislike keeps pestering you.
It was like i would want a friend to get warm up to me, treating me as a friend.. and more... i mean, as in a good friend or close friend. But when that guy started to get really warmed up to me, oh man! that gruesome feeling comes! It was just like i was so scared he fell for me, or worse still, i was so scared he THOUGHT I fell for him!!!! There's a difference with a guy liking a girl, and thinking that a girl likes him. If things went smooth, they will surely get attached in the end in both cases. But the problem is, I wouldn't want to be attached to a guy because i like him, or he thought i like him! Because i don't want him to be attached to me because he don't mind being my bf! I want a guy who truly likes me because he likes me, not because i like him. Now i guess no one understands what im talking about here. Well, so long as i know, who cares! hahaa..
And i finally concluded that it is a commitment problem. I'm a person who loves freedom, that i know long ago. I hate being restricted. That's why commitment is a scary word for me.
That's what i found out too. If i go out with a friend, and there's a group of guys having fun beside us, guess what? I would actually prefer to join the group rather than being alone just the two of us! That's how i am! I'm still the fun-loving kid! I prefer having fun with big groups, rather than reserving my energy just for 1 person! Of course if we are really close friends, I really don't mind, but in terms of having fun... oh man! can you guess how much fun i'm missing out? That's why i know i'm not ready for relationships yet... or maybe not... hahaa... i might really don't mind being tied down to that someone of my life... but then again... who is the TRUE one?
And the one last thing which i deeply believe is the main cause of my phobia... it's all about the negative issues of relationships around me... 80% of my friends' relationships, they got together and they broke, found someone else and got together, and broke again... i felt so sad whenever i hear my friends falling out with their other halves, dumping others or being dumped. Actually in a relationship, no one is truly right or wrong. the one being ditched may not necessary be the victim; the ditcher may have suffered in silence too long to come to this decision. Only a few i know are still happily ever after.... but then again, let's hope they can end till the end of the world... and one more thing... the funniest thing... 70% of the guys i know, tell me at least once that they find talking to me made their blood boiling... and guess what?
the statistic of the century!
100% of my girlfriends' boyfriends hates me to the CORE!!!
wow! i never know i'm that powerful!! HAHAHAHaaa
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
+ tRaVeLs +
+ tRaVeLs +
Why do people travel? Work? Reunions with family? Friends? Holiday? Leisure?
How would one define 'going on a holiday'? Some how, 80% of the people i know, they go travelling because they want to go shopping. That's right... cheap deals, cheap sales... I guess they most probably either enjoy the process of shopping, or simply are just looking for sales to indulge themselves in...
Haiz... I want to go overseas... I want to go on a holiday... And that means to be mentally free... free from the stress and responsibility of everyday life... of school, of work, of family strains, or relationships... I want to be able to think about what i wish to think about, with no one interrupting me, with no one telling me what i should think...
I want to be physically free... to be able to do what i want to do... to do the things i normally can't do, or are not available in Singapore... I want to see all the wonderful things in the world... i want to see the different things, the amazing things, the beautiful things that can't be seen in Singapore... I want to taste the different flavours of the culinary outside Singapore... true flavours... of different countries, different cultures, different races... I want to hear the winds whispering in my ears, the trees softly rustling to each other, the waves lapping in the sea, kids laughing merrily playing on the streets, the hustling and bustling of a busy morning.... not the sharp retching of the motor engines, not of mothers screaming at their children for dropping an ice-cream, not the lifeless sound of a heartless office, not the gossips of a clueless victim... i want to feel Life... feel the Pulse of Earth under my feet... feel the Breathe of the blue sky above... feel the Hope shining in the starry Heavens up there...
No. I don't want to just go shopping... I can shop in Singapore too... So what if they are cheaper by a few cents, a few dollars, or even half the price? To me, they are the same... What's a few extra dollars as long as i like them...? Greater variety? Indeed. But i do not find the people in other countries having more dress sense than Singaporeans do. They just wear what they feel comfortable, and that's why we find them very nicely dressed. No. I don't want to go on a tour just to eat loads of cheap seafood... I can get them in Singapore too. No big deal. And one whole day of seafood? Kaoz! My blood cholesterol can simply shoot sky-high! No thank you very much. No. I don't want to go overseas just to go around praying at some temples. If I'm faithful, one God is enough for me. We have Goddess of Mercy right here at Waterloo Street. Just a bus away. No sweat.
Haiz... There's so many places i want to go... so many restrictions... so little time... so little money...
My dream land in the world... yes, a very magical land... yes, a very beautiful land... yes, a very musical land... and yes, a very expensive land too.... the piece of land under the stars.... yes, my piece of land under the starz......
Why do people travel? Work? Reunions with family? Friends? Holiday? Leisure?
How would one define 'going on a holiday'? Some how, 80% of the people i know, they go travelling because they want to go shopping. That's right... cheap deals, cheap sales... I guess they most probably either enjoy the process of shopping, or simply are just looking for sales to indulge themselves in...
Haiz... I want to go overseas... I want to go on a holiday... And that means to be mentally free... free from the stress and responsibility of everyday life... of school, of work, of family strains, or relationships... I want to be able to think about what i wish to think about, with no one interrupting me, with no one telling me what i should think...
I want to be physically free... to be able to do what i want to do... to do the things i normally can't do, or are not available in Singapore... I want to see all the wonderful things in the world... i want to see the different things, the amazing things, the beautiful things that can't be seen in Singapore... I want to taste the different flavours of the culinary outside Singapore... true flavours... of different countries, different cultures, different races... I want to hear the winds whispering in my ears, the trees softly rustling to each other, the waves lapping in the sea, kids laughing merrily playing on the streets, the hustling and bustling of a busy morning.... not the sharp retching of the motor engines, not of mothers screaming at their children for dropping an ice-cream, not the lifeless sound of a heartless office, not the gossips of a clueless victim... i want to feel Life... feel the Pulse of Earth under my feet... feel the Breathe of the blue sky above... feel the Hope shining in the starry Heavens up there...
No. I don't want to just go shopping... I can shop in Singapore too... So what if they are cheaper by a few cents, a few dollars, or even half the price? To me, they are the same... What's a few extra dollars as long as i like them...? Greater variety? Indeed. But i do not find the people in other countries having more dress sense than Singaporeans do. They just wear what they feel comfortable, and that's why we find them very nicely dressed. No. I don't want to go on a tour just to eat loads of cheap seafood... I can get them in Singapore too. No big deal. And one whole day of seafood? Kaoz! My blood cholesterol can simply shoot sky-high! No thank you very much. No. I don't want to go overseas just to go around praying at some temples. If I'm faithful, one God is enough for me. We have Goddess of Mercy right here at Waterloo Street. Just a bus away. No sweat.
Haiz... There's so many places i want to go... so many restrictions... so little time... so little money...
My dream land in the world... yes, a very magical land... yes, a very beautiful land... yes, a very musical land... and yes, a very expensive land too.... the piece of land under the stars.... yes, my piece of land under the starz......
Thursday, April 21, 2005
+ bELieFs +
+ bELieFs +
him: hey! I'm gonna pass you something related to your this field of study. Hold on a while while i get them. I keep forgetting.
me: orhz...
~ 5 minutes later ~
him: here... this one is roughly about..... blah blah blah..... (flips through 2 mags briefing me about some interesting but not so related stuffs.)
me: orhz... (saw a small black book about afterlife half hidden under the mags.)
me: ............. (looks at him for explanation)
him: oh, i've been wanting to pass this to you long ago. That time i heard you and that guy talking about religion? So i thought this might interest you. This book is mainly about afterlife, the religion only comes at the back.
me: oh... thanx... (try to force a smile)
him: So what religion are you now? Still free thinker having no religion?
me: uh? (thinks since when did i say i have no religion?)
him: what's your beliefs now?
me: oh... buddhism... family religion...
him: ok... perhaps it's time for a change.
~ huge pause ~ (coz i was thinking hard)
me: hmm.... i think it's time to study hard. Real hard.
~ enormous pause ~ (coz he was thinking hard)
him: yah.... i... think... you're... right... But just read that book. It's rather nice. Then you can see again if you wanna change.
me: ok. Thanx. (bury my head firmly back to my own stuff in case he decide to give me a lecture on religion again.)
CASE CLOSED
-_- <= tis my 1st reaction when this whole thing starts. When he's supposed to aid me in my research, he actually helped little with a purpose that is totally out of point! My religion!?!?!?! ZZZzzzzz.......
PHEW!! <= tis my reaction when this whole thing ends. Firstly, he didn't try to lecture me a whole precious hour on religion, or rather, HIS religion. Secondly, OMG! i actually dared to talk back at him about disagreeing to his religion and just wanting to study hard, and expecting to get away unscathed! But luckily i really did! And he even agreed with me! haha.. guess he also can't do anything with me.
What a weird encounter. Totally off track.
But if one day, another person comes along and ask me,"What is your belief?"
Buddism? Christianity? Taoism? Hinduism? Catholic?
Can i tell them,"i believe in Dreams"?
him: hey! I'm gonna pass you something related to your this field of study. Hold on a while while i get them. I keep forgetting.
me: orhz...
~ 5 minutes later ~
him: here... this one is roughly about..... blah blah blah..... (flips through 2 mags briefing me about some interesting but not so related stuffs.)
me: orhz... (saw a small black book about afterlife half hidden under the mags.)
me: ............. (looks at him for explanation)
him: oh, i've been wanting to pass this to you long ago. That time i heard you and that guy talking about religion? So i thought this might interest you. This book is mainly about afterlife, the religion only comes at the back.
me: oh... thanx... (try to force a smile)
him: So what religion are you now? Still free thinker having no religion?
me: uh? (thinks since when did i say i have no religion?)
him: what's your beliefs now?
me: oh... buddhism... family religion...
him: ok... perhaps it's time for a change.
~ huge pause ~ (coz i was thinking hard)
me: hmm.... i think it's time to study hard. Real hard.
~ enormous pause ~ (coz he was thinking hard)
him: yah.... i... think... you're... right... But just read that book. It's rather nice. Then you can see again if you wanna change.
me: ok. Thanx. (bury my head firmly back to my own stuff in case he decide to give me a lecture on religion again.)
CASE CLOSED
-_- <= tis my 1st reaction when this whole thing starts. When he's supposed to aid me in my research, he actually helped little with a purpose that is totally out of point! My religion!?!?!?! ZZZzzzzz.......
PHEW!! <= tis my reaction when this whole thing ends. Firstly, he didn't try to lecture me a whole precious hour on religion, or rather, HIS religion. Secondly, OMG! i actually dared to talk back at him about disagreeing to his religion and just wanting to study hard, and expecting to get away unscathed! But luckily i really did! And he even agreed with me! haha.. guess he also can't do anything with me.
What a weird encounter. Totally off track.
But if one day, another person comes along and ask me,"What is your belief?"
Buddism? Christianity? Taoism? Hinduism? Catholic?
Can i tell them,"i believe in Dreams"?
Monday, April 18, 2005
+ bIzArrE wOrLd +
+ bIzArrE wOrLd +
by Mayday
.....a direct translation specially dedicated to revolagnam.....
If i speak of remorse, does it mean that everything will return to before?
Memories are so beautiful, living on is much more sorrowful.
Why does this world bestow onto Man so much grief?
I cannot understand, nor do i want to.
After thinking of you one whole night, i no longer recall your face.
You become a kind of feel, written upon a summer breeze.
Youth is the water of no return once it slips through your fingers,
which one works hard to waste, then works hard to regret.
How i wish i can fly to escape from this bizarre world,
where it's so filled with bitterness, tire, and unknown tears.
How i really wish i can fly away and escape this bizarre world....
If you ever find me, please don't try to dissuade my departure.
by Mayday
.....a direct translation specially dedicated to revolagnam.....
If i speak of remorse, does it mean that everything will return to before?
Memories are so beautiful, living on is much more sorrowful.
Why does this world bestow onto Man so much grief?
I cannot understand, nor do i want to.
After thinking of you one whole night, i no longer recall your face.
You become a kind of feel, written upon a summer breeze.
Youth is the water of no return once it slips through your fingers,
which one works hard to waste, then works hard to regret.
How i wish i can fly to escape from this bizarre world,
where it's so filled with bitterness, tire, and unknown tears.
How i really wish i can fly away and escape this bizarre world....
If you ever find me, please don't try to dissuade my departure.
Saturday, April 16, 2005
+ bUttErFlY +
+ bUttErFlY +
There is a chinese saying 'zhuan niu jiao jian', which literally means digging in the bull's horn. (haha thought you got me huh? Cows don't have horns!) Translated into english, there's also an idiom "going round in circles".
That is actually a very terrible feeling. You feel lost, depressed, pessimistic, despaired, helpless and ultimately, hopeless. The only advice i can give, or rather, the only thing i can and will do, is just let myself get lost in my own world of thoughts and attempt to sort them out. During that time, i may appear in a daze, look sleepy, expressionless, listless. And i may take an hour, a day, a week, or may never come out of it. But have you ever experienced the wonder of it when you finally, and i mean, FINALLY, sort out your thoughts and broke out of it? That feeling is simply awsome! Overwhelming! You feel so light-hearted! You are FREE of the burdens weighing you down! You feel as if you'd reborne! Just like a butterfly finally breaking out of its cocoon, after umpteen tiring tries, after so many thoughts of giving up, you are finally able to spread your big beautiful wings and take a big leap into your new life... Zhan chi gao fei...
It is okay to feel lost sometimes. Setbacks are unavoidable. Disappointments are inevitable. Many a times, storms never seem to clear. The sun never seems to come out. Things never seem to go your way. Luck never seems to be by your side. Hope is never within sight. But behold! Take a deep breathe and open up your mind! Gather up all your determination! Garner up all your courage! Be confident! Break out of your cocoon! Use as much strength as it could get! Take as long as you wish to clear your doubts and sort your thoughts out! But take heart not ever to look back once you step out of it. Face each new day with hopes! You will find that life is actually not that difficult with a little more optimism and a bright smile. =D
By the way, being trapped in the dark cell of a cocoon is not that bad. At least you can meditate and think clearly in the safety of the protection, and grow up in the process. But do remember, when it's time to break free, do let go. After all, many butterflies over exhaust themselves when breaking free, and die in the process...
There is a chinese saying 'zhuan niu jiao jian', which literally means digging in the bull's horn. (haha thought you got me huh? Cows don't have horns!) Translated into english, there's also an idiom "going round in circles".
That is actually a very terrible feeling. You feel lost, depressed, pessimistic, despaired, helpless and ultimately, hopeless. The only advice i can give, or rather, the only thing i can and will do, is just let myself get lost in my own world of thoughts and attempt to sort them out. During that time, i may appear in a daze, look sleepy, expressionless, listless. And i may take an hour, a day, a week, or may never come out of it. But have you ever experienced the wonder of it when you finally, and i mean, FINALLY, sort out your thoughts and broke out of it? That feeling is simply awsome! Overwhelming! You feel so light-hearted! You are FREE of the burdens weighing you down! You feel as if you'd reborne! Just like a butterfly finally breaking out of its cocoon, after umpteen tiring tries, after so many thoughts of giving up, you are finally able to spread your big beautiful wings and take a big leap into your new life... Zhan chi gao fei...
It is okay to feel lost sometimes. Setbacks are unavoidable. Disappointments are inevitable. Many a times, storms never seem to clear. The sun never seems to come out. Things never seem to go your way. Luck never seems to be by your side. Hope is never within sight. But behold! Take a deep breathe and open up your mind! Gather up all your determination! Garner up all your courage! Be confident! Break out of your cocoon! Use as much strength as it could get! Take as long as you wish to clear your doubts and sort your thoughts out! But take heart not ever to look back once you step out of it. Face each new day with hopes! You will find that life is actually not that difficult with a little more optimism and a bright smile. =D
By the way, being trapped in the dark cell of a cocoon is not that bad. At least you can meditate and think clearly in the safety of the protection, and grow up in the process. But do remember, when it's time to break free, do let go. After all, many butterflies over exhaust themselves when breaking free, and die in the process...
Friday, April 15, 2005
+ twIst +
+ twIst +
Ever had a day where, when things seem to be picking up and life starts to get better, everything juz simply fall apart, all in one day?
Parents seem so understanding recently,
only to pick on you for not putting your socks away.
Friends may be few, but close enough to brave through storms.
Yet no one picks up the phone, when you need them the most.
Boss is a kindhearted soul who talks and laughs with you.
But you, silly muddled head, misplaced a thing of his and he got the blame.
Teacher is a man of patience and care,
and you failed his subject because you wouldn't give a damn.
Dreams are getting clearer and nearer because you work hard,
until someone comes along and gives a bad comment, that throws you back into the dark.
Life is all a twist.
Up and down, down and up.
Is today the worst a day can get?
Or more bad things are to come yet.
Believe in yourself, believe in your dreams.
Believe some day you will meet your Prince Charming.
Rainbows come out not after a storm,
but when the sun has finally shine once more.
Today may be bad, tomorrow might be worse.
But life doesn't stop, so dry up your tears.
Do not fear, do not dishearten.
Pick yourself up from where you have fallen.
Walk on bravely, Life will get better.
Better, worse... worse, better...
Life is just a weird cycle!
Ever had a day where, when things seem to be picking up and life starts to get better, everything juz simply fall apart, all in one day?
Parents seem so understanding recently,
only to pick on you for not putting your socks away.
Friends may be few, but close enough to brave through storms.
Yet no one picks up the phone, when you need them the most.
Boss is a kindhearted soul who talks and laughs with you.
But you, silly muddled head, misplaced a thing of his and he got the blame.
Teacher is a man of patience and care,
and you failed his subject because you wouldn't give a damn.
Dreams are getting clearer and nearer because you work hard,
until someone comes along and gives a bad comment, that throws you back into the dark.
Life is all a twist.
Up and down, down and up.
Is today the worst a day can get?
Or more bad things are to come yet.
Believe in yourself, believe in your dreams.
Believe some day you will meet your Prince Charming.
Rainbows come out not after a storm,
but when the sun has finally shine once more.
Today may be bad, tomorrow might be worse.
But life doesn't stop, so dry up your tears.
Do not fear, do not dishearten.
Pick yourself up from where you have fallen.
Walk on bravely, Life will get better.
Better, worse... worse, better...
Life is just a weird cycle!
Saturday, April 02, 2005
+ HaNg oN +
+ HaNg oN +
PS: Exam is coming... HANG ON everyone! I'm also hanging on!! It's gonna be over sOOn!!
Once upon a time, 2 friends went mountain climbing. Just as they were about to reach the summit, one of them lost his footing and slipped, causing the other one to lose his balance too! And they slipped off the edge of a cliff! But both of them managed to hold on to their piece of rope which luckily was already fastened firmly into the land by the one in front. But now they were just hanging in mid air, about 7 storeys above ground. So one was above the other holding the same piece of rope.
"Hang on!" the one above shouted to the one below. The only way to save themselves was to climb up with their hands. They had to save themselves, even though they were very tired already.
So, shouting words of encouragement to each other, both of them hanged on and climbed up the rope slowly, which was so tedious. Finally, after what seemed years, the one above finally climbed over the edge of the summit and arrived safely. He immediately pulled the rope up to help the one lower who was still climbing. And finally, both of them stood safely on the summit, taking in the breath-taking view of the beautiful area about them.
Moral of the story:
1) Everytime u get into a difficult situation which drain u so much, always HANG ON! Someone will be there to help u.
2) Even if no one helps u, u can still get out of it anyway, that's if u HANG ON!
In the same evening, these 2 friends prepared to go home. They decided to go down by another side which have landings in short distance, which seemed to be safer since it was getting dark. As usual, one of them climbed down first with the rope as a guide. When he finally reached the safe land, the other started to slimb down. Now it was real dark. They had miscalculated the time since this side of the mountain got darker faster than the other side. Suddenly, as Fate would have it, this guy slipped and fell quite a distance down before he grabbed the rope and stopped himself just on time. Once again he was hanging in mid air.
"AAAhhhhhh!!!" He was panicking now. It's bad enough that he slipped, now he couldn't even see in the total darkness, and he was grabbing the END of the rope! He held on with all his might and was very desperate now. The other guy at the landing kept shouting for him to jump down, saying that he would catch him. But he was very insecure, thinking the other guy couldn't even see him, how to catch him? And he refused to do anything except to fasten the rope to himself and hang on for dear life.
"Go look for help! I'm hanging on!!" He shouted to his friend. His friend had no choice but to go on down without him. But he lost his way on his way up with help and only managed to find his friend during daybreak. And he found his friend frozen to death, with his hands still tightly grasping the rope, hanging 2 metres above where they stood.
Moral of the story:
1) Everytime you fall, don't worry. Someone will always be there to catch you, even if it means crashing them to their death.
2) Even though there's a risk that that someone might miss catching u and you would still crash to your own death, it's always better than staying in your original position where it means CONFIRM DEAD.
3) You should always HANG ON in dire situations. But there are also times when you must know when to LET GO....
PS: Exam is coming... HANG ON everyone! I'm also hanging on!! It's gonna be over sOOn!!
Once upon a time, 2 friends went mountain climbing. Just as they were about to reach the summit, one of them lost his footing and slipped, causing the other one to lose his balance too! And they slipped off the edge of a cliff! But both of them managed to hold on to their piece of rope which luckily was already fastened firmly into the land by the one in front. But now they were just hanging in mid air, about 7 storeys above ground. So one was above the other holding the same piece of rope.
"Hang on!" the one above shouted to the one below. The only way to save themselves was to climb up with their hands. They had to save themselves, even though they were very tired already.
So, shouting words of encouragement to each other, both of them hanged on and climbed up the rope slowly, which was so tedious. Finally, after what seemed years, the one above finally climbed over the edge of the summit and arrived safely. He immediately pulled the rope up to help the one lower who was still climbing. And finally, both of them stood safely on the summit, taking in the breath-taking view of the beautiful area about them.
Moral of the story:
1) Everytime u get into a difficult situation which drain u so much, always HANG ON! Someone will be there to help u.
2) Even if no one helps u, u can still get out of it anyway, that's if u HANG ON!
In the same evening, these 2 friends prepared to go home. They decided to go down by another side which have landings in short distance, which seemed to be safer since it was getting dark. As usual, one of them climbed down first with the rope as a guide. When he finally reached the safe land, the other started to slimb down. Now it was real dark. They had miscalculated the time since this side of the mountain got darker faster than the other side. Suddenly, as Fate would have it, this guy slipped and fell quite a distance down before he grabbed the rope and stopped himself just on time. Once again he was hanging in mid air.
"AAAhhhhhh!!!" He was panicking now. It's bad enough that he slipped, now he couldn't even see in the total darkness, and he was grabbing the END of the rope! He held on with all his might and was very desperate now. The other guy at the landing kept shouting for him to jump down, saying that he would catch him. But he was very insecure, thinking the other guy couldn't even see him, how to catch him? And he refused to do anything except to fasten the rope to himself and hang on for dear life.
"Go look for help! I'm hanging on!!" He shouted to his friend. His friend had no choice but to go on down without him. But he lost his way on his way up with help and only managed to find his friend during daybreak. And he found his friend frozen to death, with his hands still tightly grasping the rope, hanging 2 metres above where they stood.
Moral of the story:
1) Everytime you fall, don't worry. Someone will always be there to catch you, even if it means crashing them to their death.
2) Even though there's a risk that that someone might miss catching u and you would still crash to your own death, it's always better than staying in your original position where it means CONFIRM DEAD.
3) You should always HANG ON in dire situations. But there are also times when you must know when to LET GO....
Friday, March 25, 2005
+ N.S. +
+ N.S. +
NS has always been a kind of fascination for me. Just the thought of protecting my country makes me go 'wow'. Of course, i also like the feeling of comradeship that will be experienced during the training... and the discipline and orders involved. Some people actually loathe the idea of being ordered about. They say it is being treated like a dog? Hmm... i wouldn't say so. I won't mind people screaming and shouting orders into my face, i won't die from that anyway. And somemore i can scream back into their faces too! "YES SIR!!" hahaha.. it's kinda fun! Oh yah.. that’s definitely different from being ordered to do mundane stuff like housework. Because in the army, everyone receives the same kind of treatment and everyone need to do what they like or don’t like. But in the case of... hmm for example housework... perhaps the work is not distributed evenly. Perhaps in the whole household you are the only person being screamed at for not doing housework. =/ Whatever! Oh.. and what's wrong with living life a little more disciplined? well.. maybe a lot more than a little.. but so? it trains your mind and mental strength, doesn't it?
Actually I had wanted to go serve the army before when I graduated from JC. Well, it could be due to the fact that I grew up with 2 brothers, and they get to serve the army!! Grr.. I went to all the talks on the NS stuff. Too bad though, Airforce was out for me because I’ll got ultra high myopia and astig . Navy? No thanks. Though I love the sun, sand and sea, I get motion sickness very easily. So I pretty much assumed I have seasickness too, and I really can’t imagine myself puking everyday onboard. That’s so pathetic! That left the land army. Haha.. I was almost tempted to join back then, and the most surprising thing is, my mum actually had no objections! She was one who had always disapproved me to do anything ‘masculine’ by her own standards; canoeing, rock climbing, tae-kwon-do or any other martial arts except those slow ones like taiji or yoga. Is yoga considered? Anyway, during the talks, I started getting worried. One of the biggest reasons being, I’m very accident prone. And I couldn’t even jump properly on both my feet! I can get a sprain from just jumping down a 1.5m high wall! That’s pretty amazing huh? And I was worried that I would fall out of course due to injuries which was very common according to the speaker. Then everything would have come to naught. Also I don’t have an athletic body, and I already had trouble passing my NAFTA, though I still did pass in the end. HaHA.. Then everyone started discouraging me from joining. My elder bro almost fainted when he heard of my suggestion, and his friend simply said I won’t be able to take it. Hmm.. so in the end I dropped the idea. Lalalaa.. Okay, all talk but no action. So? I like leh.. cannot ah? =P
Anyway, as my friends themselves got into NS, I heard more interesting stories, and I simply enjoyed them! Most of my girlfriends simply rolled their eyes when the guys started talking about NS stuff. I actually asked the guys about it! One of their most amazing things are their weapons or what with M16 or whatever.. I can never remember or understand. I only know a NC-16 though. Hehe.. And I can never remember their names for A-B-C.. A=Alpha, B=Beta... eh.. wrong.. Bravo! C=Charlie, D=Delta? E=??? Elite or Elephant? F=Foxtrot!! I love this name! Foxtrot! Sounds so nice! Hahaha... G=Gamma? Then I don’t know already. Oh yah.. recently my little bro was in NS, and that day when my mum called him, he was practically yelling over the phone, because someone had tripped over a pail of maggots and it was so sickening and smelly!! Wahaha!! That’s quite funny.. just imagine a group of guys making a fuss over maggots.. hahaaaz... I was so amused I told everyone I see the next day.. but they were like -_-'''
Anyway, my bro was getting sick of NS already. And so do almost all of my guy friends back then. They complained of the conditions there, the treatment, the politics... Okay I understand. But then again.. civilian life isn’t much better. But I definitely dislike guys who actually have the NERVE to say that NS is a complete waste of time!! A waste of their youth, holding them back from their careers, education and whatsoever and they wanted to migrate to foreign places just so that their children needn’t ‘suffer’ the same fate as them doing a part for Singapore!! Bullshit! Those guys to me are plain cowards and weaklings, that’s all! ok.. so i presume guys after reading this will come after me protesting => what would i know since i would never get to experience all these? Things are not as simple or easy as it seems. There's lots of other ugly sides that are lurking around but i would never know since I’m a girl. And they always refer those who never complain as those who belonged to the high ranks and they received very much respect and good treatment, and those who had complained were those who belonged to the low ranks who were treated like dirt. Ok I agree.. but this kind of treatment is available EVERY where! So what are they complaining about?
Anyway when my bro said about being sick of NS, my mum told him to bear with it loh… Bo bian.. that’s what everyone had to do.. just bear with it for 2 yrs loh.. it will be over soon. Eh.. I actually ‘told’ her off.. heez.. as in I told her she shouldn’t say like that mah.. tat would be like asking him to resign to his ill fate. No way… she should have asked him to find meaning in what he is doing now. Let him know that he is training to protect his country, his loved ones, himself. Though he don’t like what he’s doing, but at least it’s survival skills! One day who knows? He might need it! Nonetheless, the next day, I came by this story book by a local writer. And I bought my first ever fiction in my whole life for my bro (I always borrowing from libraries since I find it very costly to buy story books). “KO Island”. A book about what if NS men had to fight? About how a group of tourists were kidnapped by pirates and they applied their skills learnt during the 2 and half years of NS and ICT to fight back and save themselves! Don’t be surprised that all sorts of vocations were vital here! Do not look down on those supposedly ‘small’ positions; they were as important as commandos! In it contained lots of army terms which I don’t understand, but always hear the guys say! I finished the whole book in one go, not that it was very engaging, but because it fulfilled all my fantasy about the NS skills. I had always wondered what would happen if I really met a dire situation. Would I be able to survive at all? I don’t even know how to start a bbq fire with all the necessary stuff, let alone starting a fire with nothing! One friend once told me, if she ever landed herself in some ‘survivor’ situation like in the show, she confirm will die. I think me too! That’s probably why I had always been interested to go NS in the first place! To depend on those weaklings for defence and safety, I’ll rather help myself.
So guys! Don’t resent too much about having to ‘waste’ 2 years of your youth to be a ‘slave’ or going back for ICT. You never know when they will come in handy. Find meaning in what you have done! You should be proud of yourself for surviving those 2 n half years! If you still can’t accept the fact that you are bound to protect your home soil the moment you are born, try reading that book. After all, most of my perception of the life in army come from Army Daze and Bao Gao Ban Zhang series which are my favorite movies!! =P
NS has always been a kind of fascination for me. Just the thought of protecting my country makes me go 'wow'. Of course, i also like the feeling of comradeship that will be experienced during the training... and the discipline and orders involved. Some people actually loathe the idea of being ordered about. They say it is being treated like a dog? Hmm... i wouldn't say so. I won't mind people screaming and shouting orders into my face, i won't die from that anyway. And somemore i can scream back into their faces too! "YES SIR!!" hahaha.. it's kinda fun! Oh yah.. that’s definitely different from being ordered to do mundane stuff like housework. Because in the army, everyone receives the same kind of treatment and everyone need to do what they like or don’t like. But in the case of... hmm for example housework... perhaps the work is not distributed evenly. Perhaps in the whole household you are the only person being screamed at for not doing housework. =/ Whatever! Oh.. and what's wrong with living life a little more disciplined? well.. maybe a lot more than a little.. but so? it trains your mind and mental strength, doesn't it?
Actually I had wanted to go serve the army before when I graduated from JC. Well, it could be due to the fact that I grew up with 2 brothers, and they get to serve the army!! Grr.. I went to all the talks on the NS stuff. Too bad though, Airforce was out for me because I’ll got ultra high myopia and astig . Navy? No thanks. Though I love the sun, sand and sea, I get motion sickness very easily. So I pretty much assumed I have seasickness too, and I really can’t imagine myself puking everyday onboard. That’s so pathetic! That left the land army. Haha.. I was almost tempted to join back then, and the most surprising thing is, my mum actually had no objections! She was one who had always disapproved me to do anything ‘masculine’ by her own standards; canoeing, rock climbing, tae-kwon-do or any other martial arts except those slow ones like taiji or yoga. Is yoga considered? Anyway, during the talks, I started getting worried. One of the biggest reasons being, I’m very accident prone. And I couldn’t even jump properly on both my feet! I can get a sprain from just jumping down a 1.5m high wall! That’s pretty amazing huh? And I was worried that I would fall out of course due to injuries which was very common according to the speaker. Then everything would have come to naught. Also I don’t have an athletic body, and I already had trouble passing my NAFTA, though I still did pass in the end. HaHA.. Then everyone started discouraging me from joining. My elder bro almost fainted when he heard of my suggestion, and his friend simply said I won’t be able to take it. Hmm.. so in the end I dropped the idea. Lalalaa.. Okay, all talk but no action. So? I like leh.. cannot ah? =P
Anyway, as my friends themselves got into NS, I heard more interesting stories, and I simply enjoyed them! Most of my girlfriends simply rolled their eyes when the guys started talking about NS stuff. I actually asked the guys about it! One of their most amazing things are their weapons or what with M16 or whatever.. I can never remember or understand. I only know a NC-16 though. Hehe.. And I can never remember their names for A-B-C.. A=Alpha, B=Beta... eh.. wrong.. Bravo! C=Charlie, D=Delta? E=??? Elite or Elephant? F=Foxtrot!! I love this name! Foxtrot! Sounds so nice! Hahaha... G=Gamma? Then I don’t know already. Oh yah.. recently my little bro was in NS, and that day when my mum called him, he was practically yelling over the phone, because someone had tripped over a pail of maggots and it was so sickening and smelly!! Wahaha!! That’s quite funny.. just imagine a group of guys making a fuss over maggots.. hahaaaz... I was so amused I told everyone I see the next day.. but they were like -_-'''
Anyway, my bro was getting sick of NS already. And so do almost all of my guy friends back then. They complained of the conditions there, the treatment, the politics... Okay I understand. But then again.. civilian life isn’t much better. But I definitely dislike guys who actually have the NERVE to say that NS is a complete waste of time!! A waste of their youth, holding them back from their careers, education and whatsoever and they wanted to migrate to foreign places just so that their children needn’t ‘suffer’ the same fate as them doing a part for Singapore!! Bullshit! Those guys to me are plain cowards and weaklings, that’s all! ok.. so i presume guys after reading this will come after me protesting => what would i know since i would never get to experience all these? Things are not as simple or easy as it seems. There's lots of other ugly sides that are lurking around but i would never know since I’m a girl. And they always refer those who never complain as those who belonged to the high ranks and they received very much respect and good treatment, and those who had complained were those who belonged to the low ranks who were treated like dirt. Ok I agree.. but this kind of treatment is available EVERY where! So what are they complaining about?
Anyway when my bro said about being sick of NS, my mum told him to bear with it loh… Bo bian.. that’s what everyone had to do.. just bear with it for 2 yrs loh.. it will be over soon. Eh.. I actually ‘told’ her off.. heez.. as in I told her she shouldn’t say like that mah.. tat would be like asking him to resign to his ill fate. No way… she should have asked him to find meaning in what he is doing now. Let him know that he is training to protect his country, his loved ones, himself. Though he don’t like what he’s doing, but at least it’s survival skills! One day who knows? He might need it! Nonetheless, the next day, I came by this story book by a local writer. And I bought my first ever fiction in my whole life for my bro (I always borrowing from libraries since I find it very costly to buy story books). “KO Island”. A book about what if NS men had to fight? About how a group of tourists were kidnapped by pirates and they applied their skills learnt during the 2 and half years of NS and ICT to fight back and save themselves! Don’t be surprised that all sorts of vocations were vital here! Do not look down on those supposedly ‘small’ positions; they were as important as commandos! In it contained lots of army terms which I don’t understand, but always hear the guys say! I finished the whole book in one go, not that it was very engaging, but because it fulfilled all my fantasy about the NS skills. I had always wondered what would happen if I really met a dire situation. Would I be able to survive at all? I don’t even know how to start a bbq fire with all the necessary stuff, let alone starting a fire with nothing! One friend once told me, if she ever landed herself in some ‘survivor’ situation like in the show, she confirm will die. I think me too! That’s probably why I had always been interested to go NS in the first place! To depend on those weaklings for defence and safety, I’ll rather help myself.
So guys! Don’t resent too much about having to ‘waste’ 2 years of your youth to be a ‘slave’ or going back for ICT. You never know when they will come in handy. Find meaning in what you have done! You should be proud of yourself for surviving those 2 n half years! If you still can’t accept the fact that you are bound to protect your home soil the moment you are born, try reading that book. After all, most of my perception of the life in army come from Army Daze and Bao Gao Ban Zhang series which are my favorite movies!! =P
Thursday, March 17, 2005
+ |aUgHtEr +
+ LaUgHtEr +
There are many types of people in this world. Hence there are as many types of laughter, since laughter is unique. In my short life up till now, I've heard quite an amusingly varied types of laughter. I've heard babies gurgle, little boys laugh, little girls giggle, Santa's merry laughter that goes "Ho ho ho!!", lions' roars "Bawhwoahwoa!", evil witches' hideous laughters "heeheheeehehe", perverts' "hiek hiek hiek hiek" smirking on their faces while rubbing their hands together, fishes' laughter, prawns' laughter, hyenas’ laughter (ok, you can’t call it as laughter coz that’s the sound they make, which is like a laughter), silent laughter and my own's "Muahaha!"s and "Wahaha!"s.
Laughter is the best medicine, so says the proverb master. Indeed, scientific researches have proven, laughter can cured most of the illness medicine can't. Simply because when one person is happy, his body is relaxed and his immune system get motivated and worked up to heal the body. In addition, when one laughs, you take in large and more amounts of oxygen and increase the blood circulation in your body, clearing your brain and freshening up your mind, and make the heart pumps harder. Alright, that last point is my own theory. So? Make sense right?
On top of everything, there’s still soft laughs, meek laughs, loud laughs, bawling laughs, evil laughs, merry laughs, all kinds of laughs in different magnitudes and longitudes. Longitudes? Hmm.. Whatever! Anyway, I just want to say, I called up a friend recently and caught up a bit over the phone. Something I said about the howling castles of a movie, which I don’t know what, I was blabbering, sort of triggered her laughing acupuncture and she just simply suddenly BURST out laughing! BWHAHahaha!!! This time I was stumped! I really wasn’t meaning to say a joke!? Anyway, I just sat on my bed listening to my friend laughing her lungs and heart out, and I suddenly realized what a nice sound that was.
Now I suddenly understand why they said ‘Laughing is contagious’. Because when you have a heartfelt laugh, people who hear it can feel the happiness in it. It is the Happiness and Joy that are contagious, not the laughter itself! And I also realize that, the best music in the world to the ears, well, at least to MY ears, is a heartfelt laughter.
There are many types of people in this world. Hence there are as many types of laughter, since laughter is unique. In my short life up till now, I've heard quite an amusingly varied types of laughter. I've heard babies gurgle, little boys laugh, little girls giggle, Santa's merry laughter that goes "Ho ho ho!!", lions' roars "Bawhwoahwoa!", evil witches' hideous laughters "heeheheeehehe", perverts' "hiek hiek hiek hiek" smirking on their faces while rubbing their hands together, fishes' laughter, prawns' laughter, hyenas’ laughter (ok, you can’t call it as laughter coz that’s the sound they make, which is like a laughter), silent laughter and my own's "Muahaha!"s and "Wahaha!"s.
Laughter is the best medicine, so says the proverb master. Indeed, scientific researches have proven, laughter can cured most of the illness medicine can't. Simply because when one person is happy, his body is relaxed and his immune system get motivated and worked up to heal the body. In addition, when one laughs, you take in large and more amounts of oxygen and increase the blood circulation in your body, clearing your brain and freshening up your mind, and make the heart pumps harder. Alright, that last point is my own theory. So? Make sense right?
On top of everything, there’s still soft laughs, meek laughs, loud laughs, bawling laughs, evil laughs, merry laughs, all kinds of laughs in different magnitudes and longitudes. Longitudes? Hmm.. Whatever! Anyway, I just want to say, I called up a friend recently and caught up a bit over the phone. Something I said about the howling castles of a movie, which I don’t know what, I was blabbering, sort of triggered her laughing acupuncture and she just simply suddenly BURST out laughing! BWHAHahaha!!! This time I was stumped! I really wasn’t meaning to say a joke!? Anyway, I just sat on my bed listening to my friend laughing her lungs and heart out, and I suddenly realized what a nice sound that was.
Now I suddenly understand why they said ‘Laughing is contagious’. Because when you have a heartfelt laugh, people who hear it can feel the happiness in it. It is the Happiness and Joy that are contagious, not the laughter itself! And I also realize that, the best music in the world to the ears, well, at least to MY ears, is a heartfelt laughter.
Monday, March 14, 2005
+ r|gHt oR wRoNg +
+ rIgHt oR wRoNg +
What kind of things one says at what kind of time usually has different kind of impact. The ideal kind of course would be to say the right things at the right time. This kind of people will give others a sense of maturity which would attract people to them. After all, if ever anyone needs consolation, or striking up topics with strangers, it will come in handy. Another kind is to say the right things at the wrong time. This kind would probably push a mood to an extreme. If someone is already feeling low, and you still have to say some harsh words to him even if you are correct, it will only aggravate him. Or when there is someone feeling so optimistic about something and you just have to pour a pail of cold water to dampen the spirits even though you are absolutely right... aww... that really sucks! How about saying the wrong things at the right time? This will result in outbursts of laughter! Yea.. being a clown... Whether people are laughing at your jokes or laughing at you simply because you are so brainless... it's for them to know, for you to find out. But the worse thing would be to say the wrong things at the wrong time. This is really a show of either being plain dumb or simply just childish, so people would say. The most irritating kind i suppose. Then it's best to just keep your mouth shut!
That's right! Most probably people will always yearn to be those who can always say the right things at the right time. People will feel comfortable with them, and they just get so popular. The right fashion, the right advices, the right music and the right words. Of course, there's so few who can actually achieve that! But come to think of it, to restrict saying what you really thought at that moment to just saying out the 'right' words, isn't it too pathetic? It would simply be so fake! It doesn't make him less a loser than any others! And if the whole world is full of the right people, then would just the right things happen? There will be no diversification of anything; of thinking, of speech, of actions. Life would be just plain boring. During discussions, there would be anything left to discuss about if everyone says the right things and agrees with everything said. There's only 1 point of view. Perhaps there's a need for someone to say the right things in the wrong time after all. Or how about the clown who always says the wrong things at the right time? That would certainly spice up lives. But of course, that person has to really don't mind if people are laughing AT him or WITH him. But what about the person who always say the wrong things at the wrong time? So what if he's irritating? It doesn't mean he doesn't have the right to voice out his opinions. It doesn't make him more of a loser then the others who either say the right words at the wrong time or say the wrong words at the right time. He's just another kind of person with a different personality or way of thinking that's all. Perhaps he really spotted something that's worth mentioning that just doesn't seem right at that moment, but to him it's perfectly alright? It could be that the others simply did not bother to really think deeply what is the message behind those 'wrong' words that's all!
After all, who depicts what is right and what is wrong?
What kind of things one says at what kind of time usually has different kind of impact. The ideal kind of course would be to say the right things at the right time. This kind of people will give others a sense of maturity which would attract people to them. After all, if ever anyone needs consolation, or striking up topics with strangers, it will come in handy. Another kind is to say the right things at the wrong time. This kind would probably push a mood to an extreme. If someone is already feeling low, and you still have to say some harsh words to him even if you are correct, it will only aggravate him. Or when there is someone feeling so optimistic about something and you just have to pour a pail of cold water to dampen the spirits even though you are absolutely right... aww... that really sucks! How about saying the wrong things at the right time? This will result in outbursts of laughter! Yea.. being a clown... Whether people are laughing at your jokes or laughing at you simply because you are so brainless... it's for them to know, for you to find out. But the worse thing would be to say the wrong things at the wrong time. This is really a show of either being plain dumb or simply just childish, so people would say. The most irritating kind i suppose. Then it's best to just keep your mouth shut!
That's right! Most probably people will always yearn to be those who can always say the right things at the right time. People will feel comfortable with them, and they just get so popular. The right fashion, the right advices, the right music and the right words. Of course, there's so few who can actually achieve that! But come to think of it, to restrict saying what you really thought at that moment to just saying out the 'right' words, isn't it too pathetic? It would simply be so fake! It doesn't make him less a loser than any others! And if the whole world is full of the right people, then would just the right things happen? There will be no diversification of anything; of thinking, of speech, of actions. Life would be just plain boring. During discussions, there would be anything left to discuss about if everyone says the right things and agrees with everything said. There's only 1 point of view. Perhaps there's a need for someone to say the right things in the wrong time after all. Or how about the clown who always says the wrong things at the right time? That would certainly spice up lives. But of course, that person has to really don't mind if people are laughing AT him or WITH him. But what about the person who always say the wrong things at the wrong time? So what if he's irritating? It doesn't mean he doesn't have the right to voice out his opinions. It doesn't make him more of a loser then the others who either say the right words at the wrong time or say the wrong words at the right time. He's just another kind of person with a different personality or way of thinking that's all. Perhaps he really spotted something that's worth mentioning that just doesn't seem right at that moment, but to him it's perfectly alright? It could be that the others simply did not bother to really think deeply what is the message behind those 'wrong' words that's all!
After all, who depicts what is right and what is wrong?
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