Showing posts from November, 2005

Just for fun lah

if you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. it can be anything you want, either good or bad. i promise not to come after you with a sharpened pencil either way.

when you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.


I dun know whether I should cry or be happy...

Last night was Young PAP's 19 anniversary bash at DXO, and needless to say, being a party animal I am, I went down of course. The program wasn't that bad and I got pretty entertained by the dances and performances before the dance floor got opened up for the party. I was frustrated by one point though, that they actually got underaged breakdancer down. I wouldn't mind that, if they serve alcoholic drinks but because of that, they only serve soft drinks. But I was willing to put that issue aside, considering that I still have a paper to study for. But what really makes me mad last night was the conduct of the friends I brought in.

Well, to start off the story, each branch was supposed to pay for 10 tickets and each cost around $15. As such, those who received the tickets technically are not paying for the ticket at all. But sometimes those who got the tickets did not realise that it's a PRIVILEGE to get to go in with the …

A war poem

"They came for the Communists, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a Communist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a Jew.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Catholics, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a Catholic.
Then they came for me, and there was no one left to speak out for me."
- Pastor Martin Niemoller

One of the poems that came out of WWII. I post this up because I came across this in my lecture notes and felt that should post it for everyone's viewing pleasure, provided that you appreciate it, of course. In any case, this poem was written in Nazi Germany and it attempts to depict the brutality of the Nazi regime. Well written and well said, in my honest opinion. For those who are left clueless, go read up. You all ought to know a little bit about history... By the way, who says history is boring??????


Hmm... I know it's just a few hours before my 3rd paper... and I'm blogging... But I have done what I should have done.

For the past few weeks, so many things have happened... to me, to my family... to my friends. Just last week, Robert's grandmother passed away. Just when I was complaining why such thing has to happened during the reading week, I received the news last night that Qiaoping's grandmother had also passed away. It came as a shock to me when I heard the news from Claramae. I knew something was not right with Qiaoping last night, when she was talking to Claramae. Somehow or rather, I have became quite sensitive to such things lately, more sensitive than other people thought I would be. But despite her telling us that she's alright, I can still feel the grief in her. Imagine this: you are preparing for your exam in Singapore and you find out that your grandmother has passed away in Sarawak... and to add salt to the wound, you find out that you can't m…

An important news

Yes... I'm blogging while I'm studying for my exams... but I came across one article which I find irresistable not to post it here. Here goes:

Report highlights golden future of history graduates

Donald MacLeod
Tuesday July 19, 2005

In an age when "so last week" is a withering insult, what are the prospects for graduates who, like Euan Blair, have just spent three or four years stuck in previous centuries?
Very good, according to two reports on the employability of history graduates, published by the Higher Education Academy. A string of successful careers in the media, business, politics and even spying have been built on a history degree, found the reports' author David Nicholls.

"A remarkable number have gone on to become the movers and shakers of modern-day Britain," he notes. Highflying historians range from the chancellor, Gordon Brown, and four other members of the cabinet to the head of MI6, John Scarlett; from radio presenters Nicky Campbell and Si…

Some words


If you are sharp enough, you would have known why this comes from. Or rather, you would have known the origin of this question. But today, I'm not going to talk about this, sorry for for the short distraction. I just feel that this is so nice that I ought to share it with my fans.

But yeah, I'm currently witnessing such a relationship. That's why this analogy has always intrigued me so much. Yeah... a witness, a helpless witness.

Anyway, my exams' coming soon. I dun know if I'll be blogging regularly for this period of time. So, it just means that I'll be off for a while. But do stay tune for more updates.

90th posting of my blogging career

Hmm... this is of course the 90th posting of my blogging career. Well..., I think I will only try to post something special for my 100th posting.

At this very moment, I dun have anything to talk about, or anything very strong to comment about. You know, there are times in life when you just dun want to talk about anything but you want to try to find something to talk about. Such conflicting thinking. Yet, I think I suddenly have something to talk about right here right now.... but then again, I dun think I want to talk about it. Now let's meditate and think...














Meditation over... yet no output... Maybe my 90th posting is not such a good one after all.

Sometimes, I really feel so ridiculous doing the sort of things I am doing. Sometimes, I'm just getting tired in trying to make my case... I know that sometimes, people remained unconvinced by my actions and arguments, which according to them, dun seem to match. Yeah, I admit, they dun match. …

Entangling into another meditation

Sometimes, the more confused you are, the more clearly you will see. I dun know why I say that, but it seems that way for me, at least at the current moment. Something's just telling me that something cannot go on and on forever. Something's telling me that I need to make a decision fast, before everything in front of me starts destroying me... okok, I think I'm exaggerating that part. But I am surely seeing the distance right now and it doesn't look good. Hmm...., yes... it's too distant. Sometimes, I wonder... why must it be so distant? Isn't there any ways I can reach it? I think I still like to use Jay Chou's analogy in this case, about the seagull and the fish... it perfectly illustrates the distance that is so distant that nothing can be done to close the gap. Maybe the starting is just a mistake... maybe it's just a mistake after all.

So now what?

Something inside me is telling me to let go and be sure, I'll be letting go. Being entangled too…

Meaning of my birthday?

Your Birthdate: January 24
You understand people well and are a natural born therapist.
A peacemaker, people always seem to get along when you are around.
You tend to be a father or mother figure to friends, even to those older than you.
You enjoy your role, and you find that you are close to many people.

Your strength: Your devotion

Your weakness: Reliance on others for happiness

Your power color: Lilac

Your power symbol: Heart

Your power month: JuneWhat Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Your Ideal Relationship is Serious Dating
You're not ready to go walking down the aisle.
But you may be ready in a couple of years.
You prefer to date one on one, with a commitment.
And while chemistry is important, so is compatibility.What's Your Ideal Relationship?

How You Are In Love
You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.

You tend to give more than take in relationships.

You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.

You love your partne…

Taking a liking

Well, I have been listening to Jay Chou's new album and I kinda like the song he sang with Lara. Here, I would like to share with my fans this part of the songs, which I sorta taken a liking to:

海鸟跟鱼相爱, 只是一场意外
Well, I think this is a beauiful analogy. For those who cannot read chinese, either because you are not a chinese, or because you dun want to be a chinese (in that case, what the hell are you doing in my blog), I shall translate:

The love of seagull and fish is just an accident
Well, it seems that the whole thing makes no sense, but it does make a lot of sense to me. Meanwhile, I'm still trying to figure out how to bring the song to you people. So, akan datang.

Lagging out

Lagging sia... Nowadays dun know what to blog about anymore... I used to think that I have a lot to blog about, a lot of philosophical thoughts to talk about..., well, of course I dun think I wanna disappoint my fans now also. So, after reading some of my friends' blog, I have decided to reproduce one of the posts for my fans' viewing pleasure... but of course, it may sound a bit disturbing for some of the ladies out there:

Before all you feminists out there (I don't care if you're female) start baying for my blood and screaming for my head, here's my justification why. For those who are prudish, I apologise, but anyway here goes.

Last Sunday's 'Sunday Times' carried an article detailing girls (note I use the word girls) prostituting their bodies for cash to buy the stuff they desire. What caught my attention was this recent case where a 14 year old girl had sex with several men and, get this, then blew the whistle on them to the cops. All the men have be…

Not that I don't want to say

So, where had I been for the past week or so? Was I on Earth, or did I manage to travel to the moon and grab a piece of rock back to Earth? Well, I was on Earth, right here in Singapore. I can't get onto the moon cos NASA said that I was too good for them, they are too lousy for me and so I decided to stay in Singapore and do something else. So what did I do? The answer is here I don't think I want to say too much here, but let the blog do the talking instead... So... can't go in? Well, you know who to approach for the password, so go and ask that person for permission in... Not that I don't want to say, it's just that it will be a bit stupid for me to type everything out here when there's something out there which has already done all the talking. I'm not lazy, just trying to act very smart. I don't think I'll talk about it any further..., unless I am asked to.

Today, Robert told me that I should blog about what we have discussed over supper on Mon…

I want to tell a story

Here's a story from one of the blogs I have read:

Here's a story... a real life de baz...

There's this girl who loves this guy alot, and the guy loves her too, so the guy asked her to be his gf. And she agreed. Before they became a pair, the girl already anticipated that they may face problems in the r/s because of their thinking and character difference, but she followed her heart and became the boy's gf. Beginning was sweet (just like any other love r/s that just began). Smsed day and night. Thinking about each other day and night. Occasionally went for movies outside (before the movie price went up). That time they had alot to talk about, because the r/s just started and there's so much about each other that they want each other to know. As time goes by jiu lesser things to say le... and never go see movies le (cos the prices went up). And the girl gets more and more busy with her sch stuff, like FYP and training. They meet lesser. Then maybe feelings got fade ba…