| Bai Bai Bai |
[Nov. 22nd, 2009|07:43 pm] |
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I'm craving for good food now, blogging is so tedious now that there's Facebook, and I can write elsewhere where I can get paid for it, why should I write here? |
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| Crunchy. |
[Oct. 11th, 2009|10:18 pm] |
We never like our cereals soggy right?
So I'll never get why some people will pour the whole carton of milk in their cereal to the point that it gets entirely soaked, because you wouldn't be able to eat the cereal fast enough while its crunchy. And then the bottom gets extra soggy. That's why I like to eat my cereal with a minimal amount of milo (not milk). Just enough so it gets the cereal damp, but still crunchy, and when I run out of milo I pour again.
Anyway, been training up quite some bit of this GSOC game. Puzzle Fighter Turbo. I think it teaches more than what we may think. It teaches you to be quick, decisive, on the ball and fast. It also teachers you that you've gotta take time and effort to build something significant and big. And also, sometimes you don't need to take things so seriously because my being fast and taking everything in without much fuss, you can get things done too but figuring it out along the way. Because there are gems to help you (life-savers) and there are balls to get you out of trouble. And when you are at your wit's end there's still hope. Because on the verge of losing you can suddenly become the winner. And of course, most important of all, the game teaches that sometimes, you will lose. And there will always be people better than you. So you just work harder and harder until you become the very best. Learn from your mistakes and from the superior. You'll get there eventually. |
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| Butterfly fly away. |
[Oct. 6th, 2009|11:25 pm] |
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You tucked me in, turned out the light
Kept me safe and sound at night
Little girls depend on things like that
Brushed my teeth and combed my hair
Had to drive me everywhere
You were always there when I looked back
You had to do it all alone
Make a living, make a home
Must have been as hard as it could be
And when I couldn't sleep at night
Scared things wouldn't turn out right
You would hold my hand and sing to me
Caterpillar in the tree
How you wonder who you'll be
Can't go far but you can always dream
Wish you may and wish you might
Don't you worry, hold on tight
I promise you there will come a day
Butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away
Flap your wings now you can't stay
Take those dreams and make them all come true
Butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away
We've been waiting for this day
All along and knowing just what to do
Butterfly, butterfly, butterfly, butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away
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| Intruding territory. |
[Oct. 6th, 2009|11:18 pm] |
I've about a couple dozen of creepy worms with a heavy, triangular shell prodding around my staircase. No idea where they came from, and why they only come out at night. Not sure if they are eating the wood but I doubt it. It's the light they are attracted. But why only at the staircase then? Some genius please help me... Meanwhile to aid this said genius I shall take a photo of this creepy soon. It's freaking me out - but they are kinda cute.
You know when Lexie Grey first appeared in Grey's I thought she'd be the good girl. But like the rest of them she's just the one who sleeps around. Sad. I guess she just has problems and is lonely. I also think George and Izzie are really not compatible, especially since George is gay, so he can't really play the part well. How can he not have good sex with Izzie! How can he not!
I promised myself to sleep earlier from now on so yesterday I slept at 11pm. Things got better the day after, so I'm trying it again today. Just, I don't think it'll be that much of an impact as yesterday as it's already 11:30pm now.
Oh, I was just researching on what cars I can get in the UK if I were to spend 10,000 pounds. Shoot! I can get an Evo VI Tommy Makinen! Can get a Subaru P1 too... And a lot more gems I've not even discovered. Woohoo! I really can't wait.
Chemistry. You either have it or you don't?
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| Almost crushed it today. |
[Oct. 5th, 2009|09:43 pm] |
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I almost ran over a lizard today. Actually, not too sure if it's a lizard or not. It was long, lanky, had probably some long tongue and a tail good enough for a whipping. I was on the first lane of the expressway, doing about 105km/h, when suddenly I see a lizard frantically trying to cross the expressway about less than a metre from me. I was shocked for a moment; am I gonna crush him and is all of his internals going to dirty my bike? I immediately had my legs lifted from the footpegs up to almost my hip level and for a second there I think I looked really foolish. But thankfully, the lizard made the highway crossing successfully as my partner witnessed, from his mirror, that he safely scrambled into the bushes. Damn, he could have been roadkill. Lesson? Don't jay walk!
I also saw a Cayman S today driven by a damn fine young lady. And yesterday a E92 M3 by a girl no more than 30. I just find that incredibly attractive. Imagine I could already drool for minutes for a car... |
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| Ultimatums. |
[Oct. 4th, 2009|11:37 pm] |
I don't really like it when people give you fixed choices. "There are only two options", or "There are only two ways to explain this" - I particularly dislike it when people give you ultimatums like these and not even do their homework on whether there are actually more than other ways around this. And why give set options when maybe the options may overlap... And even though it may be true, and there's nothing wrong with the statement, I just don't like the finality of it all. You mean, that is it? This or that? Why can't it be none of it at all?
Anyway, I'm still cracking my head on what it is that I wanted to blog about. It's important that I remember! It's so important, I'm thinking about it most of the time now.
Oh yes, on another note, I just found out that those Digimon battles that I used to do with my friends, they were all pre-determined on who will win. Don't ask me why I haven't found this out earlier; it just struck me anyway because I believed truthfully that I was fighting thick and thin through those tiny buttons for my win, and I felt satisfied when I won. Now this, this is truly an example of "cheating my feelings". I am just appalled... Speechless... Something that was probably one of the formative blocks of my youth is a lie. Believe me, it's bigger than child's play. |
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| Revived to life. |
[Oct. 4th, 2009|01:08 pm] |
I know I know, it's been quite a while since I had an update. Blame it on an empty bag of ideas, or at the army, or at the website I am writing for, which is all but devouring whatever creative juice I have in myself. Well, I just felt a need to blog a certain thought today, so here I am.
I actually had two thoughts in my mind, but I can't remember them now at all. Sigh! This is sad.
There's a picture of Mother Mary hanging from a window across my house. Not sure why my neighbour put it out there, probably it's to ward off evil from disturbing a good night's sleep, but it's obvious nonetheless because I see it everyday.
Sometimes I wonder why modernity has brought a whole new layer of complication into our lives. Things should be made simple and straightforward. Not automatic, not direct, not assisted. We should be made to savour things at face value, not through the layers we have built for ourselves that makes it inert to do many things.
I have so much to say, and for every passing day for the past few weeks, I've had thoughts that I haven't clinged hard enough to, that is lost into space. I hope I can grasp at them again, because I know each and every thought I wanted to share had a meaningful story to tell. Something to teach, and something I want to keep in words, because my memory may be lost but words stay and teach.
So for today, help me to remember. |
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[Aug. 3rd, 2009|01:10 am] |
My left foot hurts and I've got no idea why.
I forgot to mention that the music used in GA is not typically my kind of music but it just fits the show quite so perfectly, choreographed with every scene nicely. |
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| Seattle Grace. |
[Aug. 3rd, 2009|01:03 am] |
Who has been keeping me in the dark about Grey's Anatomy?
I absolutely love the show. The characters are so riveting, especially Izzie - I think she is the perfect girl for me. And every episode you learn something, a bit like Desperate Housewives. I wonder if GA is representative of a doctor's life though. It's damn stressful anyway and that is what I know that is true - life is in your hands and I know I can't handle the responsibility. Which really makes me respect doctors more than ever before... It's not the easiest profession but one that requires true passion to undertake.
I am at Season 1 so no spoilers! The last episode really put to the light to the fact that nobody is perfect. |
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[Jul. 27th, 2009|10:00 pm] |
I signed up for a 42km run.
How strange a world we live in: a flight to London is cheaper than a flight to Japan.
I can't help feeling sleepy in this weather, and I just want to bring my wishes to sleep, hoping they will come true when I wake up. |
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[Jul. 26th, 2009|06:34 pm] |
It seems like a very Singaporean thing to do nowadays to be -
wierd, forgetful, uninformed, superficial, follow-the-crowd.
I'm not dissing anyone, because that's how I feel I'm feeling too. Like a disproportionate number of people around me are suffering from short-term memory too. Is it just a coincidence or is it related to how we are brought up here? I mean, STM does seem quite serious and this is not a random occurence considering how often it is mentioned here. Think a lot of people don't follow the news either. Like I never knew about the Ming Yi case until yesterday. Doubt many people knew too. And Liverpool came today to play? Also didn't know that until a friend told me.
Well, I guess I'm just having an overdose of similarity around me, I just want to get away.
Speaking of which, I've got to do homework on New Zealand. Going there next month. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2009|06:20 pm] |
Learning the piano is a long, tedious process which will make you want to pull your hair out. One by one.
I like. |
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[Jul. 20th, 2009|08:55 pm] |
The heart is very willing to get my DSLR, the car and go visit some roads.
Side note to myself in case I ever forget: if I'll be fated to go to London, then I'll get a bike. I'm now toying between a 'Blade, a street bike like a Monster or something like a KTM 990 Supermoto T. It makes perfect sense. Parking kills in London, traffic strangles and a bike will weave in and out and will probably park for a tenth of the cost. Plus, UK has some amazing B-roads for riding. Zul, I know you'll be so tempted to join me.
I am just so into bikes now. I can name you most of the superbikes off my fingertips - Yam R1, Gixxer 1000, Duc 1198S, Kawa ZX-10, Honda 'Blade, and so on. And I am starting to remember exhaust manufacturers - Akrapovic, Termi, Arrow, Yoshimura. Shit, I am going to have yet another expensive hobby to play with. Gulp... I'll have to find a good job really soon.
KTM is a brand that is really growing its appeal on me. Love the orange and black paintwork, and the styles of some of the bikes are simply stunning. One of a kind.
( More on bikes... )
Well that's it folks... Time to go back to reading Bike! |
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| The English language. |
[Jul. 20th, 2009|08:32 pm] |
I think my good friend Leonard taught me most of the foundations of English. I never knew a mug was actually what I had called a cup; I always had the impression that a mug is huge, something more like a jug. It turned out to be the other way around. And I never really knew what 'loading' meant, so I called it 'lodang' whenever it appears while loading on an ancient PS2 game. We also had a debate on 'tomatoes' and 'tomaetoes', and I always liked to say 'dermal' when I didn't really know what it meant either. In short, my English was atrocious and he corrected it for me, even though I didn't like it before, because a child never likes being corrected. I owe him a big thank you, and it's been quite a while since we spoke. I should call him out for tea one day.
On another note, this just reminded me to call a speech therapist to make an appointment. What I'll be looking out for is whether the receptionist himself/herself is trained to deal with speech-impaired patients. Whether they'll give a rude 'har?' when we take just a bit longer to say a word, or to shout into the phone when we get stuck halfway through a sentence. Or whether they'll be exactly what I hope they can be - eager and willing to help the patient by starting from the phone call itself.
I also don't know how I nurtured my taste in music. I guess that, strangely, it came from my mother. She claims she's a jazz fan, and when I used to be in her womb she'll listen to jazz. I don't see how I got my taste in music from any of my friends, because I only know one or two of them who like the same things as me, and I only meet them much later in life.
Well, it's also difficult to explain how I have a interest in cars too. Nobody else in the family tree (or the soil that fed the trees) had anything remotely similar to me for interests. Maybe it's because my grandpa used to be an aircraft technician.
Hmm, today I just feel like a lost soul who's found some ground to step on. Despite still longing for some things in life that would probably never happen.
I have you in my dreams.
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| Hungry and bored. |
[Jul. 18th, 2009|07:45 pm] |
Got up one Saturday evening at 7pm with nobody at home. And I just realise how lonely it can get without having family around. We say we can be independent, but family's there when you've got nobody else. And tonight it certainly feels like I've got nobody.
Would you give up all freedom for just one person? For moments like these, perhaps it gives it true meaning. Life's just easier to get through with someone always standing by your side.
Now let me see what I should eat... |
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| We appreciate far too little. |
[Jul. 16th, 2009|06:30 pm] |
It's human nature to always want more.
But being grateful for what is given on our plate, that's something we all should do. It is difficult to accept our situations, but in the greater scheme of things they are but most minute. |
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| Feeling in complete control - not. |
[Jul. 5th, 2009|12:39 am] |
Sometimes I feel that I am in complete control of the situation - I have practiced and done the routine many times, I know what's gonna happen, and I know what I am going to do when things happen. Confidence is there - and then is shattered.
Everyday, you rebuild your view on things each time you think you know everything, then you learn something new again.
It's quite scary how this works. How can we ever know or proclaim ourselves to be proficient in something? |
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| Falling into the same trap over and over again. |
[Jun. 28th, 2009|08:30 pm] |
I am slowly being sucked into indecision again. I thought I already had my mind all made up, going to the UK to do geography, but now just a simple comment from someone got me thinking again. Why in the world am I doing Geog? Ans: Because it's my interest. But we can't always follow our interests can we? Especially when it doesn't give any good job prospects. I ain't gonna be a teacher, so what else can I be?
Why am I going to give up my place in one of the most up and coming Business schools? Is it really that bad? Why am I looking for something I am unsure about, when there is something right in front of me and I don't want take it?
I need a sign now, a sign from God that I am going the right direction. Because at this moment, I am completely lost. |
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| Droning and the memory lapse. |
[May. 26th, 2009|09:59 pm] |
In some unreasonable turn of events, my Mac has given up finding network novamirage in order for me to search for freakin' internet. Subsequently, I have also taken steps to abandon it because it is near useless to me if it ain't connecting to the World Wide Web. What the heck are we using computers for nowadays anyway - it's 90% internet most of the time and it's a sad waste of the computer. It can do a lot more. Which kinda explains why most workplaces have restrictions on surfing the internet - it'll just kill productivity and devour time in chunks.
My stand-in substitute, the ancient Windows computer, is barely keeping up pace and everything's taking a minute longer to load. No, make that two. Windows is simply slow. So painful in fact that I have given up loading Restaurant City on Facebook, even though I'm curious to see what it's all about since my friend Rahmat is a chef in one of the restaurants inside. Next time then my man. Opera is super slow. Don't know why I swear by it before.
I haven't found any purpose in life but I'm putting that on hold till the weekend. How does one put something like that on hold, you may ask. Well, I like compartmentalising my life and this goes into the 'do it later' drawer.
I am very tired for the past few days. Can't quite take it today and had to take a power nap. Glad I did. I am very sure something unpleasant would have happened if I didn't.
Just had a thought about something. Why do we intentionally break the rules sometimes when all we have to do is sit back and relax and live comfortably within the safe legal zone? It's not like we're in a rush to go anywhere, or that it is a necessity to break the rules to do something. It's not even fun breaking rules sometimes. I am a person who likes to obey rules, but break them when necessary. Also, sometimes unnecessarily but favourably.
Lost and DH, sorry for neglecting for recently, I'll pay you a visit when time allows.
You know something's not right when I'm talking to TV serials.
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