+ 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!!!!!! ~_~""
Sunday, May 29, 2005
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?
Thursday, March 10, 2005
+ cRuE|tY +
+ cRuEltY +
"No!! Don't!!" i cried as i saw my friend crushed his head onto the ground. i clutched tightly the metal bars that separated us which had prevented me from rushing to his aid. His body went limp. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks. No! this is not happening!! I cried to myself. We were still playing hide and seek yesterday! Is this a nightmare?! Please let us wake up now! I closed my eyes. God! Please let us find ourselves safely in our beds when i open my eyes! I prayed desperately.
I opened my eyes slowly, expecting to see myself snuggled beside my siblings in bed. But NO! I'm still at my exact spot! With my friends lying motionlessly before me! NOOooo!!! My friends' limbs were chopped off one by one. NO!! They were still alive!! I could still hear their soft cries for help! I could still feel their warm breaths from afar!! They were twitching with every chop down! "Hang on!! Help will come!!" I screamed helplessly to them.
Suddenly, a hand swept towards me and reached out for me. "NO!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!" i yelled at the demon. "Somebody help me!!! You've done so much EVIL! So much CRUELTY!! God will NEVER forgive you! Your soul will be trapped forever in HELL!!" I tried my best to get away from that bloody hand! I scratched! I struggled!! I shrieked!! But it still wrapped itself tightly about me, so tight that it hurts! I couldn't breathe! AHHHH!! i grabbed the metal bars with ALL my might! I'm going to hang on with whatever strength i have! I'm NOT going to give in!!!
But all my might still wasn't enough. Before long, i was jerked out into the air... and DOWN my head CRASHED onto the ground! Just like what had happened to all my friends before. PAIN!!!! But no... I'm not going to give up... Even with what little strength that i had left... even with whatever tiny hopes there was... i would still struggle to escape...
CRASH! My head banged against the ground ONCE MORE!! And another! That initial piercing pain was no longer pain anymore. Instead numbness took its place.. and it was beginning to spread through my whole body.. Is this the end? And i going to suffer the same fate as my friends? My friends? What are happening to them now? I took one last peer out of my barely opened eyes to my friends' bodies... and what i saw actually gave me enough strength to open my eyes HUGE once more!! Those demons were peeling off my friends' skins!! My friends were skinned ALIVE!! Those inhumane beasts!! They were NOT fit to be even called beasts, let alone humans!! They are worse than beasts!! And not just them!! But all humans in the world! Those who will wear genuine fur coats just for fashion! Just for showing off!! Those who will kill animals for sport, not food! Those who will abuse harmless animals for the sake of game! They do not deserve to be called humans!
And as i saw an axe coming my way, i slowly closed my eyes. Perhaps i should finally give in now. Perhaps if i don't struggle anymore, it will not be so painful when that axe came down.....
This is taken from the 1st minute of this video clip which my friend sent me. I could not watch further. Not only is it too gruesome for me... I was so infuriated and fuming mad that i had to keep myself from screaming and throwing my fists into my monitor!! Yes.. INTO my monitor. Everyone, please help to spread this around... Stop animals cruelty now! Imagine one day, the person talking above is a human being and not a beaver( i couldn't see clearly if they are beavers or not.. coz i was fuming mad already), how would you feel? I'll put the link to the clip here. Warning to all of you first. If you guys can't stand cruelty and gruesome stuff like me, don't watch. It can make your computer broken in 2 mintues. Disclaimer: I won't be held responsible for any damage, physical or mental, caused by this entry or the clip.
http://my.so-net.net.tw/sirwang/fur.wmv
PS. Oops! seems like this link cannot work? try refreshing the page? if still cannot nevermind.. anyone interested? leave ur email... I'll try to send u...
"No!! Don't!!" i cried as i saw my friend crushed his head onto the ground. i clutched tightly the metal bars that separated us which had prevented me from rushing to his aid. His body went limp. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks. No! this is not happening!! I cried to myself. We were still playing hide and seek yesterday! Is this a nightmare?! Please let us wake up now! I closed my eyes. God! Please let us find ourselves safely in our beds when i open my eyes! I prayed desperately.
I opened my eyes slowly, expecting to see myself snuggled beside my siblings in bed. But NO! I'm still at my exact spot! With my friends lying motionlessly before me! NOOooo!!! My friends' limbs were chopped off one by one. NO!! They were still alive!! I could still hear their soft cries for help! I could still feel their warm breaths from afar!! They were twitching with every chop down! "Hang on!! Help will come!!" I screamed helplessly to them.
Suddenly, a hand swept towards me and reached out for me. "NO!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!" i yelled at the demon. "Somebody help me!!! You've done so much EVIL! So much CRUELTY!! God will NEVER forgive you! Your soul will be trapped forever in HELL!!" I tried my best to get away from that bloody hand! I scratched! I struggled!! I shrieked!! But it still wrapped itself tightly about me, so tight that it hurts! I couldn't breathe! AHHHH!! i grabbed the metal bars with ALL my might! I'm going to hang on with whatever strength i have! I'm NOT going to give in!!!
But all my might still wasn't enough. Before long, i was jerked out into the air... and DOWN my head CRASHED onto the ground! Just like what had happened to all my friends before. PAIN!!!! But no... I'm not going to give up... Even with what little strength that i had left... even with whatever tiny hopes there was... i would still struggle to escape...
CRASH! My head banged against the ground ONCE MORE!! And another! That initial piercing pain was no longer pain anymore. Instead numbness took its place.. and it was beginning to spread through my whole body.. Is this the end? And i going to suffer the same fate as my friends? My friends? What are happening to them now? I took one last peer out of my barely opened eyes to my friends' bodies... and what i saw actually gave me enough strength to open my eyes HUGE once more!! Those demons were peeling off my friends' skins!! My friends were skinned ALIVE!! Those inhumane beasts!! They were NOT fit to be even called beasts, let alone humans!! They are worse than beasts!! And not just them!! But all humans in the world! Those who will wear genuine fur coats just for fashion! Just for showing off!! Those who will kill animals for sport, not food! Those who will abuse harmless animals for the sake of game! They do not deserve to be called humans!
And as i saw an axe coming my way, i slowly closed my eyes. Perhaps i should finally give in now. Perhaps if i don't struggle anymore, it will not be so painful when that axe came down.....
This is taken from the 1st minute of this video clip which my friend sent me. I could not watch further. Not only is it too gruesome for me... I was so infuriated and fuming mad that i had to keep myself from screaming and throwing my fists into my monitor!! Yes.. INTO my monitor. Everyone, please help to spread this around... Stop animals cruelty now! Imagine one day, the person talking above is a human being and not a beaver( i couldn't see clearly if they are beavers or not.. coz i was fuming mad already), how would you feel? I'll put the link to the clip here. Warning to all of you first. If you guys can't stand cruelty and gruesome stuff like me, don't watch. It can make your computer broken in 2 mintues. Disclaimer: I won't be held responsible for any damage, physical or mental, caused by this entry or the clip.
http://my.so-net.net.tw/sirwang/fur.wmv
PS. Oops! seems like this link cannot work? try refreshing the page? if still cannot nevermind.. anyone interested? leave ur email... I'll try to send u...
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
+ |aSt |aUgH +
+ LaSt LaUgH +
Oh man! I just don't understand why! He just keeps following me! No matter what i do, no matter what i say, he just simply won't disappear! Everyday, i will see him... at home, at work, in school, and even in my dreams! And what's worse! Whatever i eat, he will follow suit! And the more delicious food i have, the closer he trys to stick to me! Grr...
I tried running, running away from him... but no, to no avail. I tried screaming, nagging, and even begging him to leave me... but nah... he doesn't even care! "Climb the stairs!" everyone would say to me," he would be too lazy to take the stairs to follow you home! it's the best way to get rid of him!" But yah, don't they know i'm lazy to take the stairs too? duhz!
Okay, the last resort! Don't let him have any good stuffs to eat! Since he eats whatever i eat, i'll make sure i eat the lousiest food, so that even if that doesn't repel him, it will still make him weak, too weak to follow me anymore! Yes! Wahaha!! Eh but wait... Doesn't that make me weak too? Ewww... Doesn't that mean i can't enjoy the good food anymore... just because of him?? Argh! That's so dumb of me!
So what should i do? To get rid of him? Argh! i can't stand it anymore! Wherever i go, i can feel him jiggling, bouncing and whatever to describe that sickening him! Even when i swim, he keeps me afloat! i have to use so much effort just to dive to the bottom of the pool! Because of this natural bouyancy! Kaoz! i swear i will get rid of those sickening fats one day! Hmph! Mark my words! i will slim down one day!!! And i shall have the last laugh!! MUAHAHA!!!
Oh man! I just don't understand why! He just keeps following me! No matter what i do, no matter what i say, he just simply won't disappear! Everyday, i will see him... at home, at work, in school, and even in my dreams! And what's worse! Whatever i eat, he will follow suit! And the more delicious food i have, the closer he trys to stick to me! Grr...
I tried running, running away from him... but no, to no avail. I tried screaming, nagging, and even begging him to leave me... but nah... he doesn't even care! "Climb the stairs!" everyone would say to me," he would be too lazy to take the stairs to follow you home! it's the best way to get rid of him!" But yah, don't they know i'm lazy to take the stairs too? duhz!
Okay, the last resort! Don't let him have any good stuffs to eat! Since he eats whatever i eat, i'll make sure i eat the lousiest food, so that even if that doesn't repel him, it will still make him weak, too weak to follow me anymore! Yes! Wahaha!! Eh but wait... Doesn't that make me weak too? Ewww... Doesn't that mean i can't enjoy the good food anymore... just because of him?? Argh! That's so dumb of me!
So what should i do? To get rid of him? Argh! i can't stand it anymore! Wherever i go, i can feel him jiggling, bouncing and whatever to describe that sickening him! Even when i swim, he keeps me afloat! i have to use so much effort just to dive to the bottom of the pool! Because of this natural bouyancy! Kaoz! i swear i will get rid of those sickening fats one day! Hmph! Mark my words! i will slim down one day!!! And i shall have the last laugh!! MUAHAHA!!!
Monday, March 07, 2005
+ fR|eNdSh|p +
+ fRieNdShIp +
I was walking down this path. The sky was so blue! The air was so crisp! On both sides were meadows of flowers! Yellow, red, pink, and even blue! The breeze was soft, the birds were chirping... Ahh.. How wonderful!
Then along came a girl of my age. "Hi!" she said to me. And we became friends. We laughed together, we walked together. Then suddenly, i felt big drops of rain on my face. "Oh no! I've forgotten to bring my umbrella!" i cried in dismay. She turned to me and said,"Me neither! But it's ok. Come on! it's a nice feeling to be in the rain!" and she took a big breathe, closed her eyes and embraced the rain, with a content smile on her face. I was a bit skeptic about it, but still i followed her. Wow! that feeling was really wonderful! And we continued our walk down the path.
At a point of time, we got hungry. But not to worry! I've got my piece of sandwich! I split it into two and we shared my only lunch. Though we were not really full, but it's ok! We shared everything we had, including our fears and dreams. But of course, we also had our share of quarrels and disagreements. Somehow, though i tried my best to forgive her, i realised that i couldn't forget. i didn't know about her, but i guessed it was mutual? i felt like perhaps i didn't know her well enough; perhaps she wasn't the person i had thought her to be.
i tried to remember how she had helped me climb that hill which the path crossed. i tried to remember how we had sung our hearts out under that starry night. Yet i still could not fill in that gap between our hearts, or so i thought. Mum once said,"The relationship between people is: stay if we click, split if we don't". Well, i supposed i need not be too bothered with her then, afterall, she might not even be too bothered with me, just that we were walking along that same path that's all.
Then one day, we finally reached a meadow of flowers again! She was so captivated, she wanted to pick a armful of them! Me? Yes i liked them too! But i was more concerned with carrying on with the walk. But she insisted of staying for a while for the flowers.
"Okay, then i'll walk on first. Catch up with me when you are done alright?" so i said to her. She nodded joyfully. I carried on walking alone, and eventually came to this point with the road split into two; left and right. Now what should i do? i thought to myself. Should i choose a path, or should i wait for her? After much consideration, i decide to take the right path. It looked straight and clean enough. It might lead me to the place i want. What about my friend? Well, it's up to her. I assumed she would choose the path she wants when she came to it and well, if Fate allows, we might walk on together again!
And so, i happily took the right path, without realizing that a moment later, my friend took the left path, not because she had liked it, but because she had thought that i would take that path.
And i continued alone down that path, that path called Life....
I was walking down this path. The sky was so blue! The air was so crisp! On both sides were meadows of flowers! Yellow, red, pink, and even blue! The breeze was soft, the birds were chirping... Ahh.. How wonderful!
Then along came a girl of my age. "Hi!" she said to me. And we became friends. We laughed together, we walked together. Then suddenly, i felt big drops of rain on my face. "Oh no! I've forgotten to bring my umbrella!" i cried in dismay. She turned to me and said,"Me neither! But it's ok. Come on! it's a nice feeling to be in the rain!" and she took a big breathe, closed her eyes and embraced the rain, with a content smile on her face. I was a bit skeptic about it, but still i followed her. Wow! that feeling was really wonderful! And we continued our walk down the path.
At a point of time, we got hungry. But not to worry! I've got my piece of sandwich! I split it into two and we shared my only lunch. Though we were not really full, but it's ok! We shared everything we had, including our fears and dreams. But of course, we also had our share of quarrels and disagreements. Somehow, though i tried my best to forgive her, i realised that i couldn't forget. i didn't know about her, but i guessed it was mutual? i felt like perhaps i didn't know her well enough; perhaps she wasn't the person i had thought her to be.
i tried to remember how she had helped me climb that hill which the path crossed. i tried to remember how we had sung our hearts out under that starry night. Yet i still could not fill in that gap between our hearts, or so i thought. Mum once said,"The relationship between people is: stay if we click, split if we don't". Well, i supposed i need not be too bothered with her then, afterall, she might not even be too bothered with me, just that we were walking along that same path that's all.
Then one day, we finally reached a meadow of flowers again! She was so captivated, she wanted to pick a armful of them! Me? Yes i liked them too! But i was more concerned with carrying on with the walk. But she insisted of staying for a while for the flowers.
"Okay, then i'll walk on first. Catch up with me when you are done alright?" so i said to her. She nodded joyfully. I carried on walking alone, and eventually came to this point with the road split into two; left and right. Now what should i do? i thought to myself. Should i choose a path, or should i wait for her? After much consideration, i decide to take the right path. It looked straight and clean enough. It might lead me to the place i want. What about my friend? Well, it's up to her. I assumed she would choose the path she wants when she came to it and well, if Fate allows, we might walk on together again!
And so, i happily took the right path, without realizing that a moment later, my friend took the left path, not because she had liked it, but because she had thought that i would take that path.
And i continued alone down that path, that path called Life....
+ tHe nAmE +
+ tHe nAmE +
A name, is nothing but a name.. A rose called by any other name, would still smell as sweet... Juz like a handphone number.. the number itself is meaningless.. what makes it meaningful, is when the person on the other side of the line picks up the phone and at that moment, you and him are connected... The same for this blog. *~ the piece of land under the starz ~*Nothing meaningful till i have filled in the posts, the content is what matters.But i suppose my content should be related to this name.. the piece of land under the stars.. where it can only exist in a place without the sun.. where darkness is everywhere, lit by the only dim source of energy -> the moon. Which would even vary with her moods, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, and sometimes might even disappear without a trace, leaving the world in darkness... Yet there's still the stars, still hanging there, with much perserverence... even though the sun would blind them, even when the moon abandon them, they would always be there, giving everlasting hope...
Yes! I'm crapping! this blog that has such a nice name is actually full of craps! That's what i've said since the beginning: a name is NOTHING but a name! Wahaha.. Now you get it? Never judge a book by its cover! Never judge a blog by its name! and Never judge a person by his looks! Correct! This is ME! So what? This is my blog and i'm free to write anything! Muahaha!! Pissed? Angry? Fine! this is just the 1st one.. with only 10% of my full crappy powers! i suggest those who think that I'm crazy can just click on the X button on the top right hand corner of this page and never come back again! For those who think they understand all the craps above, you are welcome to keeping coming back.... at your own RISK!! =P
A name, is nothing but a name.. A rose called by any other name, would still smell as sweet... Juz like a handphone number.. the number itself is meaningless.. what makes it meaningful, is when the person on the other side of the line picks up the phone and at that moment, you and him are connected... The same for this blog. *~ the piece of land under the starz ~*Nothing meaningful till i have filled in the posts, the content is what matters.But i suppose my content should be related to this name.. the piece of land under the stars.. where it can only exist in a place without the sun.. where darkness is everywhere, lit by the only dim source of energy -> the moon. Which would even vary with her moods, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, and sometimes might even disappear without a trace, leaving the world in darkness... Yet there's still the stars, still hanging there, with much perserverence... even though the sun would blind them, even when the moon abandon them, they would always be there, giving everlasting hope...
Yes! I'm crapping! this blog that has such a nice name is actually full of craps! That's what i've said since the beginning: a name is NOTHING but a name! Wahaha.. Now you get it? Never judge a book by its cover! Never judge a blog by its name! and Never judge a person by his looks! Correct! This is ME! So what? This is my blog and i'm free to write anything! Muahaha!! Pissed? Angry? Fine! this is just the 1st one.. with only 10% of my full crappy powers! i suggest those who think that I'm crazy can just click on the X button on the top right hand corner of this page and never come back again! For those who think they understand all the craps above, you are welcome to keeping coming back.... at your own RISK!! =P
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