Impulse

A quick glance at my past

2011-06-28T21:05:00.002+08:00

When I was 9 months old, trip cost me 4 painful stitches and a vertical scar down my left eyebrow. That is when I learnt that one mistake is enough to scar you for a lifetime.
When I was 1, I suffered an allergic reaction from eating prawn, bad enough that I almost cant breath. That is when I learnt that expensive stuff is not necessary superior.
When I was 3, I attended my first funeral. It was my grandfather on my mother’s side. That was when I learnt how life is fragile and how we should cherish it.
When I was 6, I attended my second funeral. It was my grandmother on my father’s side. That was when I learnt that death is an integral part of life. Delay it, you can, but escape it you can’t.
When I was 12, I went through a time when I attended religious events, both Buddhist and Christian. That was when I decided that religions are more or less the same.
When I was 15, I stopped being scared of tall girls in my class, because I outgrew them. That was when I learnt that guys and girls are really biologically different.
When I was 17, I started my A-levels education in Singapore. That was when I learnt that families doesn’t have to be blood related.
When I was 18, I met a girl with chocolate allergy. That was when I learnt that there are sweeter things in life than chocolate and candies.
When I was 20, I worked in the hospital and seen a 6-digit hospital bill. That was when I learnt that sometimes, money just cant buy you everything.
When I was 21, I discovered that I’m allergic to beer. That was when I learnt that clubs and loud music isn’t for me.
When I was 22, I developed lactose intolerance, hence have to forgo dairy products that I loved so much. That was when I learnt that sometimes, giving up something is a way to make space for new and better things in life.
So, what shapes you?

Ice cream and happy stuffs.

2011-03-14T04:25:00.001+08:00

Happy things are like ice cream in one way or another.

Like how a lot of people crave for the sweetness of ice cream, a lot of people desires the sweetness of happiness. Some, however, detest happiness, not unlike people with sensitive teeth detest ice cream.

Ice cream are like happiness. Some like to add toppings and dried food on top of it. People like me prefers plain ice cream without toppings.

Happy things that are significant are like huge oversized ice cream. It is better to be shared rather than gobbling it down alone. Finishing an oversized ice cream alone doesn’t give you scalable satisfaction. It might just give you stomach ache.

*Inspired by Kuishinbo Ice Cream

Small and simple things

2011-02-22T21:07:00.001+08:00

The thing about people these days, is that entertainment can be easily bought. Boredom can be easily solved by spending a few dollars. It is not a bad thing considering living in a metropolitan city is fast and stressful. However, this phenomenon cultivates the inclination towards instant gratification in youngsters nowadays. Everything they want, they wants it fast. And for most things, it is technically possible, with cash! This post could go on to describe how youngsters would and only know how to indulge themselves by spending money on things that they do not need. But I wont go to the boring topic. What I want to focus on in this post is how people seems to take small things for granted. It took me a fall from the swing on top of A block rooftop to realise that. (Pain makes good inspiration)

I always jumps, a la superman, into my bed. Well, thanks to the ungraceful dismount from the A block rooftop swing, I couldn’t do it anymore due to my injured elbows. This saddens me. This made me think, why does it saddens me? I realised that the skin-deep injury stop me from getting my daily cheap thrills. Cheap thrill that I ceased to appreciate because life is just full of distractions. Same situation applies and extrapolates to other small things in life. It is like how we are distracted shiny new toys and gimmicks that do not matter that we forgot about small simple things that makes life worth living, like spending time with loved ones. It is the same for academics as well. We all get caught up and fussed up with assessments and tests that we forgot to enjoy the process of learning. And for those desperate singles out there, instead of searching far and wide for the special ones, please don’t forget to appreciate those who are around you now. There is no way by trading those that you already have for things that you might not get. It is the same with time as well. Try not to sulk because the good things the future may offer is not here yet. Likewise with the past, there is no point living in past glories. Instead, enjoy and create good moments as you live in the present.

As I stopped in the middle of studying for my midterms and started writing this post, I started thinking about things that I misses in my life now. There are a lot of things that I enjoyed doing, but now is a chore. Things like writing, making crafts and writing calligraphy. I got too distracted with the flurry that is School and Hall that I forgot to stop and breathe. And it takes me a fall from a badly engineered swing to realise that. So, what are you missing now?

2 am in Mac Donald’s, Terminal 2

2011-02-19T00:53:00.001+08:00

I was scanning through the MacDonald’s patrons when I felt a sharp pain to my chest. Spending the first night of Chinese New Year in the airport in foreign land may be depressing, but it is not that depressing the extent that I will suffer an intense heartache. Seeing a bastard hogging the only working computer terminal in Mc Cafe after combing through all three airport terminals for power plug for my laptop doesn’t make me sad, it can only piss me off. Filtering through all the possibilities, I reluctantly accepted that it was because of a girl sitting diagonally across the café from where I am enjoying my Mc Nuggets. It was not the espresso that she sips when she was chatting away with her companion. It was not the fluffy brown jacket that she had on her shoulders, not the white beret resting on her jet black long hair. It was not the red paperback lying near where she rested her elbow. It was the expression she wears, the way she moves her lips and the way how her eyes shined when she got excited. It was the caramel coloured complexion and how her hair wavy long haired curls. I hadn’t thought that it was possible until I saw her. She’s a perfect amalgamation of two special persons that affected my life in more ways than I could ever imagine.

Her complexion suggested that she was born from a Chinese-Indian parentage, reminding me of a dear old friend of mine, Penny. It couldn’t possibly be Penny as she is currently residing in a place which is at least 10 hours of flight from this particular airport. Penny had the same glow in her eyes as the espresso girl every single time when I share my crazy theories about multiverses and afterlife. She’s special because of that. She inspired me to dream up crazy ideas and convinced me that no matter how crazy an idea may sound, there will be someone out there who will appreciates it. it is partly due to her that I came to a conclusion that crazy ideas are ideas that will eventually be the ground breaking sciences of the future. A few years later, I found out that Albert Einstein had a quote that says something along that line. How long has it been since I last saw Penny? Was it 4 years?

She has the same small lips as Fanny. The peculiar way her lips curved when she smiled was identical to Fanny as well. Fanny is the second girl. Fanny is a quiet girl with a quirky but cute personality. She is a very independent girl, and happily lives every minutes of her blissful life. You could almost believe that she will live the same way even if she the only person left in the world. A browse through her Facebook pictures never fails to cracks me up whenever I’m feeling down. She is not being caged by other people’s expectations and shackled by social norm and what other’s think about her. This is something I hope I would be able to achieve some day.

As I put down my pen, I felt a drop of hot tear rolling down my right cheek. I realise at this very moment, I missed them sorely. Maybe one day, fate will allow us to meet again? Until then there is only 1 thing i could do: go on living.

^{Note: Penny and Fenny is not the real name. It is for illustration purpose only.}

Buzzy Bee, Friends and Sleepless nights

2010-08-10T20:03:00.000+08:00

It's time for a post for RAG as promised. (Since I'm home and I have nothing better to do, might as well)

It’s another tiring but rewarding journey I've walk through with Kent Ridge Hall. I'm not sure if I'm satisfied with the product (being an ACSian) but I'm proud of it nevertheless. KRohanga! is a float representing New Zealand. The concept behind it is to bring out the environmental friendliness of New Zealand by incorporating prominent symbols from New Zealand. The float is a manukah honey factory taking the shape of a popular New Zealand toy - the buzzy bee. The platform takes the shape of honeycombs with hints of factory-inspired mechanics. A gate with a Sun-Moon Clock mounted on top and a Rugby-Kiwi honey packaging machine add new flavors to the float. Last but not least, a curvy bling-bling crane (which was supposed to take the shape of a wellington gumboot) adds action to the performance.

Here is the KRohanga! story from my point of view. As designers, we started working early in the semester (supposedly January). I kind of cheated since I was originally a float engineer until the last few weeks of school; the chair kind of shifted me to the design department (as stated in the previous blog post). For me, I was asked to draw a 2 design per week for the floats and some possible statics concept. Yes, it is all about concepts at that stage. It was scary when they ask you to present your float designs. Some of my designs were flaked down due to the lack of creativity and the lack of wow factor. (Ah yes, the wow factor. Despite being the most emphasized part in the early designer meeting, the final wow factor only came out half way through rag. Scary right?) It is very discouraging, but I guess I deserve it since most of them are last minute drafts anyway. There were some awesome and/or hilarious drawings of the floats. There was this laughing man float, of which the wow mechanism was the opening of the mouth and one of the static is a tickling machine. The next rag designers should dig out the drawings from the archive and have a good laugh at it when they are bored. On that one fateful night, when we’re (Ruth, JaNe, Teguh and I) brainstorming in the comfortable JCRC room, Ruth stumbled upon this image of the bee toy – the buzzy bee, and hence our float designing finally reach its fetal stage. I’m proud to say that I drew the first draft of the float, but unfortunately, it looks nothing like the final product. With this breakthrough and a few subsequent meeting to finalize the storyline and wow mechanism, we get a short break from rag to study for our finals.

We resume work on the 10^th of May, which is the week 0. That was perhaps the most depressing period of the whole rag, when the whole hall is empty where there’s only a few of us designers, the management team, and Tien, Jacky and Willyam who are the Technical Officer, the Chief Engineer and the Assistant Chief Engineer respectively. While the engineers are still having their vacation, we’re already in a pressure cooker, trying our very best to churn out the structural design for the statics. At the end of the week, we manage to finalize the design for the gate, crane and platform. We were still missing a “static 4” which will eventually become the rugby-kiwi. With this, we go into the week 1 with most designers shifting their focus to claddings while Eunice go into costume designing. Due to my inefficiency, I was still stuck with designing the infamous static 4. The finalized design came out a few days after if I’m not mistaken and I too shifted my focus to claddings as well.

Week 1 and 2 is really interesting for me as this is when the engineers checked into the RAG hellhole. I had to compliment them with their efficiency and spirit. They manage to finish skinning most of the statics by mid-week 2. The rest of the weeks are well, repetitive, but not monotonous. Weekends are highlighted by wonderful outings with the designers. 1 month into rag, you will realize that we are so passionate (or rather occupational disorder) about rag that at certain moments, most of us started to point at a certain direction and squealed “claddings!” without prior agreement.

Ok, let’s skip to the last chapter of the story. During the final weeks, the float started to come together. But I still vividly remember YuLing ranting to me about the inadequacy of our float. I know as well, that at this stage, it is still not yet a winning float. Again, I’m lagging behind in the 2^nd layer designing. I’m really sorry to those around me if you’ve seen or suffer from my angst. I guess I was really frustrated with myself at that point of time that I lost control of my temper. Luckily, thanks to Beth and Hai Ching who both came to the rescue. They managed to plug in all the fine details in the second layer which I didn’t manage to visualize in my mental image. I wouldn’t be able to do it without them.

The rag day was probably nerve wrecking for me, especially after seeing other hall’s float. For some reason, I felt that our float, despite being quite awesome, is inadequate. But there is nothing I or we can do at that point of time. Things weren’t going so well for us since that morning. Mobilization of our float got delayed, and our float nearly got destroyed by the idiotic driver uncle. I doubt anybody noticed it, but I was down the whole day. I was unable to cheer out loud even if I wanted to. However, I must say that the performance was really awesome. The dances complement the statics well. The lighting sequence made the whole performance grand and magnificent. Despite not expecting to win much, the results were shocking. I didn’t expect to win, but I never expected to lose either. That is probably the reason why I cried (with a 15 minute time lag) after the results were announced. I’ve never cried so long in my life. But I’m glad I cried. It made me realize how important KRohanga! meant to me. Not just the float, but the people as well. It also made me realize that rag may have already ended, but not KRohanga! It is just the beginning of epic camaraderie among the 10/11 KR raggers.

That’s the synopsis of the KRohanga! story from my point of view.

To the Delightfully-dorky Designers, you guys had been the closest people to me for the past 3 months. Thanks for guiding me around the nooks and crannies of designing as well as exposing me to the existence of 30 degree premium blades. I am honored to have worked with u guys. Since I'm working with a bunch of architecture students, I must say I had inferiority complex. I've always have this mental signboard that says I'm not as good as them. Practically, my first real task was to get over the mental barrier. To be honest I never really did, which might perhaps a blessing in disguise. Since I know that I'm can never be better than them, I push myself harder to come up with better designs. Did it really work? It’s for other to judge. But I did my best to help out whenever I can, like dismantling junks and bringing in materials into the reading room (and creating a personal junkyard in the process). But I must really thank designing team, Teguh, JaNe, Hai Ching, Beth and Eunice, to be so patient with my low efficiency.Special thanks to Teguh who did the rugby static and the face claddings (supposed to be my job).

To the Marvelously-magnanimous Management team, Song Han, Wanting, Ruth and Sheau Shiuh, you guys did an awesome job making sure that the whole construction and execution was done flawlessly and of course taking care of our welfare. Thanks to Wanting and Sheau Shiuh for all the awesome supper. I swear I gain a tummy over the 3 months. Apologies to Song Han for all the tantrums he had to endure from me.

To the lovely Endorphin-enhanced Engineering team, Tien, Jacky, Willyam, Ziyi, YuLing, Albert, Gilbert, Kaichern, Joanne, Min Hau, Bok, Ziling, Melvin and Qixiang, I have never seen such a fun bunch of people be4 in my life. You guys are my motivation and inspiration to strive for the best during rag. Seeing the comical way u guys interact with each other and all the antics you guys pulled off never ceased to make me laugh. Special thanks to Gilbert for doing my (horrendous) claddings and listening to all my rubbish and rantings. Thanks to YuLing jie for not charging me for calling her name and gave me great advice and motivational speeches.

To the Crazily-chaotic costume department, Vivi, Ranbo and Steph, thanks for making such great costumes. I really loved the green rafflesia collar thing and the Maori mother fur-coat thing.

To the Dynamic-duo Dance choreographers, Deo and Carol, really awesome job by you guys. Thanks for helping us to complete the storyline, coordinating the mechanisms and adding toppings to the cake that is KRohanga!. The dance performance part, I must say, is the most New Zealand-ish part of the whole performance. The cheerleading part and the poi-Haka part is the coolest among all other halls.

I joined rag, expecting to fill up the empty 3-month-long vacation. What I got in return, are valuable experiences on how to handle stress, managing relationships with people around you, and most importantly bunch of great friends that I can gladly and proudly call my brothers and sisters.

Magazine and Confidence

2010-04-13T04:37:00.001+08:00

150 pages of stories to tell,

36 pages of slaving,

1 book.

This is the story of Hall Annual Magazine 09/10, at least from my point of view. I have been recruited into the HAM team last year to create a masterpiece together with a team of other equally talented individuals. The journey has been long and full of bumps here and there. Hardship doesn’t come in the form of scratches and wound, but in the form of flame in your neck, and constant hounding by the chief editor and the RF in charge.

Well I have a confession to make. To be honest, at the point of the interview, I asked for the photo editor job not knowing what the job scope was. I was desperate that much at that time, because my confidence was seriously dented. It was the second or third round of interview and so far all the other committees rejected me. I just wanted to get into a committee and find a niche that I belong to in the Kent Ridge Hall community. For this I need to thank Su Yuen for directing me to apply for the graphic designer position instead. Initially, I was hesitant. I know I can use Photoshop and had the necessary skills to do the graphics, but I have always had an issue with my own creativity. I took the position anyway. At that point of time, all I was thinking was to salvage whatever confidence that I still have, and took a leap into the unknown territory like a blind man.

The task for the interview was to make a farewell card to a friend. What I did was completely ripped TIME magazine off to create a fusion of farewell card with a magazine. I wasn’t proud of my plagiarising, but I was satisfied with the result (BTW thanks Jowell for his photos). My first real task was designing pages for “Dinner and Dance” and “Culture Night”. It took approximately 2 weeks to come up with a concept. I was glad that they liked my girl’s diary theme for “Culture Night”. From then on, I never look back. Page by page, I gained confidence in my designing skills. And the pages that I am most proud of is the last pages that I designed - the content pages. Hold on for few more weeks then you guys in KR might be able to see what I mean.

Well, the whole process was more nerve wrecking and brain devastating that I could admit. I’ve been through countless hours with a pencil and my faithful blank book of design and inspiration on my lap, scribbling out every ideas that I got, writing notes about inspiration and feels that Nash, my chief editor and I personally want to bring out through the pages. In the blank notebook, there are lots of sketching of possible layouts, of which only 20% of it actually made into the book itself. During the Hall Production period especially, I’ve gone through a period of dry spell, when ideas don’t come to me like it used to. I guess I was pretty stressed out during that time, having Hall Production rehearsals to attend, homework to cope with. Around that time, I was also being requested by Song Han to take up the RAG float designer’s position, all thanks to, ironically my chief editor’s recommendation. Well I couldn’t say no to Song Han after going through my first designer’s meeting, because it seems that it would be a rewarding experience to be a RAG designer. Okay, I lied. I took up the position because I was thrilled to know that my efforts in HAM actually gained me recognition from other people as well. Well, I’ll save the RAG story for another day. Anyway, back to the stressed period. I spent many sleepless night refining my ideas and magnifying the pages back and forth from 100% to 300%, just to make sure that every detail is done correctly. What I couldn’t give in the form of fresh creative ideas, I made up with time and effort to make it look visually pleasing, at least up to my standard.

On 12th April, I came back to hall after my lecture. Still with my backpack on, I went over to Nash’s room to chat with him. Today is the day when designs are submitted to the printer. I can finally breathe easy, knowing that whatever that I churned out during weekends and sleepless nights is going to be printed out in multiple copies for every residents to marvel. The revelation that my efforts will be the embodiment of the memories of the Kent Ridge Hall Residence of AY 09/10, is really exhilarating. I realised for the past 24 hours, I have been telling every one I see, that HAM designing is finally over and HAM0910 is going be a kickass hell of a magazine. I’m not showing off, but I'm just expressing my relieve and excitement for the journey and the product.

Anyway, I am happy that I survived that ordeal and through the ordeal convinced myself that I can design!

Equilibrium?

2010-02-28T13:06:00.001+08:00

“To feel...it's as vital as breath. And without it, without love, without anger, without sorrow, breath is just a clock ticking.”

~Mary

How do you stop a conflict? This is a question that puzzled lots of politicians, pacifists and terrorists alike. Different people have a different answers to it. Some choose to yield; some propose eradicating those who conflicts against them; some evade from conflicts by making scapegoats out of others instead of solving them. We all know, by historical examples, that all three cases wont give us long lasting peace. Well the movie Equilibrium offers us another solution to this conundrum, to eradicate the source for all conflicts – hatred. The catch is however, in order to eliminate hatred, we’ll have to give up the ability to feel.

The movie’s assumption is that emotions is a package and can be removed or suppressed by disabling our ability to feel emotion. In order to eliminate hatred, we have to also give up other emotions as well. I can’t help but to consider if an individual is functional without emotion? How would they make choices? As seen in the movie, they don’t. They just obey. Like machines, following orders that are given to them. But machines can’t function without command from human. Which makes sense because the ‘father’ still retain his emotion and is making all he choices on behalf of the country. Advocating stripping of emotion yet not obeying his own rule somehow makes him a big fat hypocrite. Well it is necessary. But is it the best way to do it?

A world without emotion is unimaginably dull and cruel. The society becomes one, or shall I say appendages for the head of the country (pun intended). Which is really depressing. The saddest part is that you won’t even get to feel depressed. The society has also become merciless and cold. It is ironic. The aim of eliminating feelings is to create a better world for everyone, and all they achieve is a even more hostile world where people is trapped in the system where they will never find out that they are trapped.

It made me realised something about myself as well. Living in a sugar-coated environment had dulled my ability to feel emotions. A much too ‘colourful’ life has a numbing effect on the brain to the point where sometimes I even felt that I had mimicking emotions of people around me just to blend in. Sometimes I really thought that I have lost my ability to feel. I guess that’s the reason why my favourite playlist consist of all the slow, sad songs. I guess that is also the reason why I like to board a random bus to a random place where nobody knows me. I guess that’s the reason why I like going to West Coast Park in the midnight to watch the silently twinkling stars and listen to the rhythmic ocean waves crashing on the beach. Well I’m an individual with a low threshold to overloading of anything. (Which explains why I get bored easily.) I’m like a buffer with very low buffering capacity. This is the part of me that calibrates me back to the point of maximum buffering capacity. This is the part of me that takes me back to the equilibrium of my emotions.

Dinner for tonite – Pan-seared salmon with onion and green apple

2010-02-28T00:08:00.001+08:00

I went to cold storage to restock my non existence food stockade. And guess what i found there? a 3.90 SGD piece of salmon with skin. My eyes literally brightened at the sight of it. There was only 1 piece left. So…… i decided to cook myself a grand dinner tonight. and i ended up with this. TADA!!

Pan Seared Salmon with onion and green apple. YAY

Thoughts and more thoughts

2010-01-28T02:16:00.001+08:00

After watching Creation, I’ve been troubled by the thought of God and religion. The contradiction that Charles Darwin faced during his life prior to the penning of the famous Origins of Species reminded me brought me to a sudden realisation God is what the society construct him to be. (I will elaborate on this later in the post.) The real God, if there is really an omnipotent, omniscient and omnipresence God/Creator/Allah, does not necessary look or behave like what is described in the bible or any other holy scripture.

I’ve always believe that one day, science will be able to explain who and what exactly God is. Ever since I took up science as my major in the university, I haven’t really been in touch with my spiritual life. I must say that studying in University changed my perspective of life. Taking a LSM1103 Biodiversity made me appreciate lots of things in life and life itself. The diversity of the creatures on earth and the evidences from DNA phylogeny and embryology describe all steps in the evolutionary pathway that leads to the emergence of human as a intelligent species. The beauty of the tree of life is enough to convince me that somehow, a being is out there, who caused the big bang, and allowing sentient beings to form and to evolve. He is in fact and indirectly the Creator, however, we are not a product of intelligent design. All the evidences points towards a long tedious process of trials and errors that is evolution. Biology is based on Chemistry, and Chemistry is based on Physics. Physics is undeniably the bedrock of science. A question worth asking should be: “What is Physics build upon?” or rather “Did law of physics existed prior to the big bang?” This is where God comes into the picture. I hypothesise that the Creator caused the big bang that formed our universe and dictated the law of physics for our universe, which eventually via a chain of events, created earth and life. In short, I am saying that there is a larger-than-life being out there who was responsible for the spark that created the universe, and we are but one of the many products unintentionally created along with the spark.

Studying in university also shaped me into a sceptical person. Few years ago, if a friend would ask me about my religion, I will not hesitate and tell them proudly that I’m a Christian. Recently however, if asked the same question again, my answer would be: I’m a Christian, but a sceptical one. I still believe that God is real and he is out there somewhere. He may be a multidimensional conscience, or just a fatherly benevolent higher being who resides in a pocket of timeless space in the universe called heaven. I believe that he exists, but I believe not the doctrines that major religions are teaching us about him.

When you discuss religion with biology, you will most likely touch about soul and conscience. The first and foremost question that I asked myself is are soul and conscience the same, and does it comes with the configuration of the molecules in our brains, or it is a spiritual component of a sentient being that does not have anything to do with the molecules in our brain? I would say that soul is the driver to he biological construct we call our body. For the second part of the question, I would prefer that it is the former because it will be easier for scientist to decrypt the mystery regarding this subject. If the latter is true, there is a probability that we might never be able to figure what soul is. Just like a human will never be able to see himself without a reflecting surface, a conscience will never be able to figure itself out without a proper tool. And I doubt that a human is capable to developing such a tool. ( Please proof me wrong on this) I have been toying with several ideas about how and what soul might be like. In Brida by Paulo Coelho, he described that in the beginning of time there was only one soul and it divides when the creature that it resides in die it divides, with each soul residing in a new body. To me it seems a wee bit funny how soul can divide and divide indefinitely. Won’t the soul become thinner and thinner? Considering how many sentient creatures are there on earth, the soul now must be soulless? If there is really only one soul in the beginning of time, a more believable concept would be that the soul is recycled after death and is put into any body in any point of time. To illustrate the idea better, lets check out the following diagram:

The soul will go into an infinite loop in time, hence it is possible for infinite number of creatures with conscience to exist at one time with only one soul. Sounds like reincarnation? Looking at the number of sentient creatures on earth and not to mention the ETs, we have been through gazillions and gazillions of life and will go through gazillions and gazillions more. If you are a Hinduist and the infinite looping soul is true, it means that it will take a long long time before we/I/you can attain moksha (Hinduism). It also means that the slave who is working his ass of for you might just be you after a few lifetimes. Hint: be nice to him.

I’ve also entertain the possibility that I myself is the God that we are talking about? Linking back the the infinite looping soul concept, what if at the end of it all, after experiencing gazillions and gazillions and gazillions of lives, we/I/you actually becomes God? This will explain why God is all-knowing. He had already experienced it all. The idea of the God is the same or the resultant of our accumulative soul, somehow reminded me of another concept in theology.The trinity. The father, the son and the Holy Spirit. They are all the same but different, which coincide with the idea of the infinite looping soul concept. They are the same, but are different due to the different accumulation of karma? Maybe Jesus Christ and other messiahs are a few lifetimes away from achieving God status, which explains why their behaviour are Godlike. This also might explain why some people are clairvoyant, they’ve experienced the future!

Anyway, what I’ve just wrote is just my imagination gone wild. This post is not written to bash any religion. It is just a personal view about God, an attempt to organize all my thoughts about the subject of religion and science. See ya in the next post.

Mid Exam Update

2009-11-24T02:25:00.001+08:00

Hi guys. As you can see, I’m typing this in the middle of the night(2AM) a time when normal human would be sleeping. Apparently this habit is kind of normal among students, especially when exam is around the corner or in my case, already here.

I haven’t really explicitly blogged about myself and my life for quite a while. Well, I do blogged about my life, but not in a conventional way. All the posts that precede this post was written in such that they reflect my state of mind at the point of writing. They are all in a very transformed form, and was written with meticulous planning. I must say that my language command is not that great, but I will try to choose words that are suitable and in context when writing. But recently, I did something really really embarrassing when i was composing a mass good luck message for my friends who were facing their finals. This is how it is read:

Hey people, its been great knowing you guys. Thanks for being in my life, being who you are and doing what you have been doing. Before going to sleep today, allow me to wish you guys to have a great week ahead. Last but not least, jia you for your exam and stay healthy!

~laughs~

So what do you guys think? I’ll tell you what the recipients of the message think. They thought it was a suicide note. Reason being the first 2 sentences. Apparently it is a typical starting lines for a suicide note. Hurm. It still stump me how trying to be philosophical in daily life will lead to misunderstandings in such a way. But it does sound like I’m saying this to those people for the last time. Adding on to the first two suicidal sentences is my ambiguous “going to sleep”. In any normal paragraph, it would probably mean going to sleep literally. But with the first two sentences setting the suicidal mood, “sleep” suddenly means more than sleep.

I couldn’t help myself but laugh when I received buffeting replies from concerned friends just a few minutes later. I had to reply to each of them, assuring that I’m fine. What a pain in the ass. But heck, I really got a good long laugh before sleep that day.

Christmas is coming. The Christmas decorations has already been put up in Orchard and Marina Bay. The ubiquitous festive mood makes me longing for home. Anyway, friends in Sungai Petani, I will be back in town on the 2nd December. Haha. So look out for me :)

Purple Moon Serenade

2009-11-01T01:15:00.001+08:00

Crescent moon in the starry night,

Happy nightingales are singing.

Every time I’m bliss or lonely,

Rooftop is where I want to be.

Yesterday kept replaying in my head,

Linger in that moment my heart still is.

Moon is strangely purple tonight,

Affirming that tonight is a special night.

Refreshing scent of perfume came with the

Gentle wind caressing my cheek

Accentuating the images of your flowing hair.

Roses tinted pink under the purple moon glow

Is like you blushing when I reach out for the

Tenderness of your hand.

All I ask now is to be able to relive the moment again and again.

Paranoia ep. 2: Jealousy

2009-09-16T19:47:00.001+08:00

She opened her eyes. Her back is wet with sweat. Was that a dream? She looked around. She pinched herself to make sure that she is awake.

“So it really wasn’t real,” she said to herself. But the thought of the Dream sent chill down her spine. She knew that it is uncomfortably close to the reality.

“I must be strong,” she said to herself. But the blind girl made it hard for her.

The blind girl was already there before she and the angels arrived at the Destination. The angels took pity on her due to her conditions, being blind and alone. The girl however did not see it that way. To her, the blind girl is her competitor for the angel’s attention. The blind girl being blind, naturally have an edge over the girl.

She tried every method she could think of, but nothing seems to work. At most, the angels will chat with her for a few minutes before switching their attentions back towards the blind girl. All except one, who introduced himself as Angel Elze. He listened to her, talked to her, until she is smiling again.But not for long. Every time she sees the blind girl, she will be depressed again and the process repeats itself for god knows how long.

“What if the dream is true? What if the blind girl is really a demon? What if they have already been corrupted by the girl? I must warn them,” she whispered to herself. Her eyes half crazed by her sudden revelation.

“What dream?” It was Angel Elze. He was listening the whole time.

“Oh Elze, thank God you are here. You must help me convince them that the girl is evil,”

“I have been suspecting that for a while now,” grabbing her arm he continued, “Let’s go and confront her.”

The angels weren’t around the blind girl at that time.

“Oh, you must be the Felice the angels were talking about. What brings you here?” the blind girl welcomed the girl into the house.

Without much delay, the girl bombarded the blind girl with strings of questions and accusations. The blind girl, bewildered by the girl’s hostility, denied every accusations. Perceiving the blind girl’s denials as defiance, the girl is angered even more. She tried to choke the blind girl.

The angels arrived just in time to prevent the tragedy. With her arms pulled back, she struggled and beg them to listen to her.

“We’re listening,” one of the angels said.

“She’s a demon!” said the girl.

“How ironic. You tried to strangle her and you claimed that she is the demon?”

“Elze! Convince them!”

Angel Elze just smiled and left.

“Elze! Don’t leave, Elze!”

“Who is this Elze?” the bewildered angels asked the girl.

“Wasn’t he one of you? You are so corrupted that you don’t even remember your past comrade!” the girl screamed. She broke free of the angels hold and ran towards the lake.

Few hours later, a corpse was washed to the lake shore.

Paranoia

2009-09-13T14:11:00.001+08:00

There was once an Infant. She was surrounded by Angels. When it was time for her to climb the Ladder, few said to her, “We will fly before you to pave the way.” Few said to her, “We will go alongside with you to support you.” The rest said, “We will be behind you to catch you if you were to fall.”

With a hopeful smile, the infant embarked on her journey. Without looking to the side, nor the back or front, she kept on climbing. Destination is the only thing she had in her mind.

The long and perilous finally came to an end. The infant reached the Destination, but not without a fair share of scratches and scar. Smiling before her are the angels who went before her, congratulating her for completing the journey. Beside her, are the angels who went with her, showing thumbs up to the infant.

Everything was fine until an angel look at her in an odd way. From that moment, she realised that all the angels have been treating her differently since she arrived at the Destination. They weren’t as warm to her as they were back then. The bubble of illusions burst. She noticed that the porcelain faces of the angels are cracked and creased. Their wings aren’t that feathery as she had imagined. Is this some kind of conspiracy, she thought to herself. Maybe it is. The angels are corrupted, she thinks.

She began to distance herself from the creatures she once knew as angels. The angels tried to approach her. She thought, They are trying to corrupt me as well? Never! She ran as fast as she could, as far away as she could until she reach a huge lake. The angels weren’t pursuing her anymore at that point of time. Relieved, she decided to have a long bath. As she stripped, she began to see that even her body is not the same as before. Using the water surface as a mirror, she look at herself and noticed drastic physical changes. She was no longer the child she was. Confused and enraged, she wailed.

The next day, the few angels who began their journey after her arrived at the Destination. Seeing that she is no where to be found, one of them asked the angels who were there before them. She committed suicide, they said.

Of Uni, Hall, and Hall Mates

2009-08-19T13:15:00.000+08:00

Hey guys, sorry for being such a procrastinator. [the last post was one month ago.... hurmmm maybe I should make it a monthly updated blog.]

Seeing that Ziyi and Zhuangyin had already posted numerous posts about their life in campus, being a Malaysian who has already been here for 2 years, I must be kiasu!! Heh.. just joking, no offence to my lovely Singaporean friends. I just felt obliged to offer from my point of view about the life in campus so that it would give the readers a unbiased and wholesome idea on how studying in Singapore uni (urh mebe jz NUS) feels like.

In NUS there are 2 types of accommodation for freshmen (from this point onwards, I will use "freshie(s)" instead of freshman/freshmen) - hall and residence. The difference being hall is a community where a bunch of undergrads live side by side as a part of a big close knitted family, while residence is just a place where students sleeps in, not unlike a regular apartment where neighbours rarely have anything to do with each other aside from living geographically close to each other. I chose to live in a hall due to many reasons. The main reason being the fear of being a student who graduate without any close friends to wear the graduation robe with.

A happy resident in Kent Ridge hall knows that there will always be people to talk to when he is down, people to lean on to when he is uncertain, people taking care of him when he is sick, people you can laugh and cry with when he is happy or sad, people who he can look up to when he is lost, and the list go on. I truly felt that way despite being a less-than-a-month-old Kentridgean. I want to take this chance to express my gratitude towards the A block seniors who have been truly angels during FWOC. I was diagnosed with measles on my second day of FWOC and had to be quarantined in my room until my fever resides (YES I MISSED OUT ON A LARGE PART OF FWOC). They are the ones who have been graceful enough to deliver meals to my room and been warm enough to ask about my recovery progress.

I was involved in the Star To Burst (STB) just yesterday. It is a concert where freshies were to perform in various culture groups in KR to get the feel of performing on stage as a part of a culture group. Culture groups of KR, otherwise known as K6, is made up of 6 components (hence K6) - KRX, KR Dance, KR Inspire, KR Choir, KR Acapella, KR Rocker. Since those performing in STB has yet to be permanent member of the K6, they are given a different (and lame) names, namely, KRY, KR Lance, KR Perspire, KR Quiet, KR Acapellets, KR Pebbles. [lol] Yup, just to confirm the authenticity of Ziyi's post, I was in the KR Quiet and KR Acapellets. It was quite a fun and new experience to performing with microphone with the Acapellets. Blending was next to impossible since I could barely hear myself. Have to sing from the memory. Judging from the crowd response, I guess we did well.

As for studies, it has been an honour and pleasure to have Ziyi and Pauline as my study buddies. Ziyi for his crappy/ sexist/ porno comments, and Pauline for her bubbly personality and her unusually amusing low voice. Its great having you guys around, especially for days that starts at 8 in the morning and ends at 6 in the evening.

Looking at the load of readings we have to read, I felt kinda intimidated but yet motivated at the same time. Lectures had been great and interesting (lucky I din pick the physics module that ziyi got, I might die from boredom), seniors have been helpful in helping us to make decision on which modules to take and guiding us on how to bid cleverly to get the modules that we want.

Hurm..... The quality of the post is getting worse by every sentence. Maybe I should just eat the Mc Chicken and have a nap again. Anyway, UNI LIFE, HERE I COME!!!

Death

2009-07-19T21:46:00.001+08:00

Hey guys. Here I am again.
Working in a hospital had been exiting and exhilarating. Since my days working in a hospital has just ended, I want share some interesting experiences I've been through before I forgot what it feels like.

One thing about working in a hospital is that you can’t avoid death even if you want to. There has been at least 4 death cases during the short 4 months. Truth be told, on my first day of work, there’s already one death. It was an uncle in his 80’s, who stayed in the hospital for 2 months or so. (try guessing his inpatient bill, if you got the correct amount plus minus 100 ringgit, I might consider treating you to lunch.) The look on the face of his daughter when she came to settle the bill was heart breaking.

Since then, a few more deaths occurred in the hospital. There was one teenager who got ran down by a car, whose face was partially crushed. He got sent to our hospital through the A & E department. There was a lot of blood on the floor. It was so bad that the doctor refused to accept the case. His mum was hysterical. He died when he got transferred to general hospital.

Another one was a 3-month-old baby. The baby passed away due to a genetic disease which killed a few of her sisters previously. It was sad. Her father was a fisherman who cant afford insurance premium, let alone the hospital bill. The father is already numb and accepted the fate that the baby would not survive the week when the baby was sent in. You might want to ask why he still send her in despite knowing that she would die. The answer is simple, for a child’s father, if there a slight chance to save his child, he would gamble everything including his life. [Curious how they foot the bill? Ok, there was this god-sent Samaritan who promised to pay all the baby’s bill for the father. And he paid. Amazing huh? God still exists.]

The most recent death is the death of a 94-year-old gramps. I have no idea how he died, but let’s assume its just old age. This one I had the chance to witness more than just how the relative react to the death. It was this fine day. Suddenly, there was a code blue (hospital equivalent of military's code red). Few minutes later, the doctor came out of the ward, shaking his head. Later that day, when I was going to close my collection (I had half day that day) I happened to pass by the ward. The deceased's son asked me for the bill, which coincidentally was in my hand. He paid for the bill on the spot. He was smiling all the time, but you can see his hand shaking. I witnessed the carcass brought off after in a cemetery van.

Deaths. An event where an individual ended his life. An event that had different meaning to different individual. To a mother who just lost her son, it was agony. To a father whose baby had genetic disease, it was utter helplessness and despair. To daughter and son who lost their fathers through old age, it was a mixed feeling of relieve and grief. Relieve because death had ended their father’s suffering; grief because they’ve just lost their loved one. Death evoke such extreme emotion. Raw emotions that is so intense to a bystander like me that it almost stopped my heart from beating.

P/S: Procrastination sucks. This post should be on the blog before I quit metro.

Haircut

2009-07-09T19:37:00.000+08:00

I have this silly superstition about haircut. I believe (yes I still believe) that cutting hair makes me lose a part of me.

I just had a haircut few days ago, and here is the story behind my haircuts.

It all started when I was in primary school. I used to observe that my grades of those papers that commence shortly after my haircuts were worse than average. My younger self who used to read bible stories thought that I was somehow related to / reincarnated from Samson who will be weakened if his hair is cut. That’s why I never cut my hair before any tests because I believed that I will lose some of my knowledge if I did. This practice dates back to my upper primary years.

When I went into secondary school, like every teens I went through a lot of emotional up and down. Puberty sucks. Anyway, having a haircut after a bad period somehow always makes me feel better. Hence, I further my theory about haircut: Haircuts doesn’t make me lose my knowledge per se, but instead it makes me lose a part of me. It’s just my theory about myself. Don’t shoot me if it doesn’t work for you. It only applies to me. Hence you can see that after major setbacks in my life, I will almost always cut my hair short or in a different style.

If you think that’s all, you are wrong. If I’m not wrong, I used to share my philosophy and theories about life with my classmates. Those closer to me will know that I believe that everything is just a replica everything else but in different scales or sense (Yes, Charissa, if you are reading this, I’m talking about Core-logy). Life is like an omnibus of assorted stories. Haircut for me is like the last full-stop of a short story. After the full-stop, i.e. haircut, everything is about a whole different story, filled with different emotions, plots, characters. So if you see me cut my hair, I’m beginning a new chapter of my life (that is if I’m not forced by any rules or any organization to cut my hair).

I’ve just had my hair cut a few days ago, and here is the reason why.

I’m an emo person despite my cheerful appearance. I emo about everything and this time it’s about everything that happened between A-levels, my father’s hospitalization and university application. I cut my hair so that I could put all this behind me and concentrate on what’s next but not let all my past disappointments bog me down.

Thank you, God, for creating Samson, for giving me inspiration through the bible. Pray that You will renew my strength as you did for Samson for every haircut I had.

Alcohol and Me

2009-07-01T22:56:00.001+08:00

I have been wondering for a while now, what is so nice about alcohol.
What triggered me into writing this? Yes, its YOU who triggered me to write this by ordering that bottle Heineken the other day. :)

My history of alcohol is as follow.

My first drop of alcohol was when I was in primary 2. It was tuak. For the benefit of those who are not Malaysian, it's a homemade alcoholic drink made from fermented coconut sap. I was tricked by my parent's friend, saying that it is barley during his house warming party. The young and innocent me, who was a great barley drink fans drank it without hesitation. To my horror, it was bitter and it tasted funky. It smells too. Too bad I gulped it in already. And suffered greatly due to the aftertaste.

My second experience of alcohol was when I was in primary 3, not even a few months after the first. It was a Carsberg this time. This time it was during a family gathering. Here's the story. My mum kind of "experimented" if I can tolerate more to seafood by giving me the second deadliest of the crustacean - the CRAB! despite knowing I have allergy toward seafood. If you think my mum is cruel, she is not. Here's the reason why. My aunt told my mum that a child allergy tolerance will increase as he grows. My mum barely wants to know my "progress". So, after consuming what my indian friend describe as the uglisest food he ever seen, my throat started to itch very badly, inside. In a frenzy to stop the itching, I grabbed the nearest glass i can find and emptied the content into my mouth. The nearest glass happened to be my dad's carlsberg. It was so bad that I got sick the next day. And from that day I swore to never touch alcohol again (and until today I blame my aunt for that incident).

And I never did until February 2009. My friend treated me to Japanese sake in another of the parties. It was quite refreshing from the smelly alcohol from my previous two encounters. And it made me say to myself, "Hurmm... Alcohol doesn't taste that bad, maybe I should drink it more often." But too bad for alcohol, instead of redeeming its status in my heart, it dropped lower than it was before just a few days ago due to my fourth encounter.

THE HEINEKEN. Curse the night I went out with my friend to the Sense bistro. It's not that the alcohol has any real taste, it just stinks. Everything was ok until that night. I couldn't sleep properly because my stomach is rumbling non stop. And the next day, the effect became worse. My muscles twitched randomly at very random moment. Although its not the knee jerking kinda twitch, it is very annoying and distracting. Furthermore, I had a very bad headache that morning. It felt as though my face got rammed by a bullet train.

Sorry alcohol. As you can see, it's not due to the adverse effect on health that stop me from liking alcohol. It is just my history with alcohol ain't that sweet. Alcohol lovers, don't take it personally.

note: I'm very proud of my dad. He was an alcoholic when I was younger. He used to drink non-stop throughout a chinese wedding dinner (takes about 3-4 hours. and usually he will down like 15++ bottles, no kidding) and still sober enough to drive home. But he managed to abstain himself from alcohol just because my mum asked him to as [ her birthday present? peace offering? I'm not that sure about the whole story]. The point is he stopped consuming alcohol and I'm proud of him because he did that and he did that for his family.

of 粽子 and 屈原

2009-05-24T21:25:00.000+08:00

Since the dragon boat festival is around the corner, Chinese meat dumpling (粽子）is ubiquitous. Everywhere you turn, 粽子 is there to greet you. I'm sure most of you guys know about the story of how 粽子 came about. For the benefit of those who aren't exposed to the Chinese culture, it is a story about a patriotic Chinese minister, Qu Yuan upon hearing that the Zhou had been defeated by the Qin, fell into despair and threw himself into the Milou River. It is said that 粽子 had been thrown into the river by the villagers who resides nearby in order to lure fishes away from their folk hero, to prevent the fishes from eating Qu Yuan's flesh, so that he can have a proper burial.

Thats the introduction. The question that bugged me since a few days ago, is the origins of 粽子. Is it that the 粽子 had been there before the incident and is made famous by its application to save the minister, Qu Yuan, or it is created by the villager for the purpose of luring the fishes away from the corpse? Personally, i am sided towards the former proposal. The crux of my argument is that the villagers wont take time to steam or bake the rice just to lure the fishes away. The natural tendency is that they grab whatever they had that is potentially more appealing than the corpse, not create something new just to lure the fishes away.

People in favour of the proposal that the 粽子 is created initially to lure away the fishes might argue that the initial 粽子 is just cooked rice that the villagers happened to be cooking at the time of the drowning, wrapped in lotus leaves in order to help the rice to descend into the river. It just so happened that the original 粽子 slowly evolved into a delicacy that we enjoy today. There are some truth in it. I agreed that the 粽子 is the evolved form of the first lotus-leaf-wrapped-rice. But somehow, i'm skeptical about the fact that the firsts of the 粽子 were fish lure. Who would want to eat fish lure? As a Chinese myself, i wouldn't think of fish lure as delicacy, let alone eating it and modifying it in order for it evolve into the 粽子 we see today.

In contrast, if 粽子 WERE to exist before the incident, it will certainly gain fame due to its application as a tool to help salvage the corpse of a folk hero. Superstitious Chinese of yore would do whatever they can to get associated with something good or prestigious, in this case, eating a delicacy that supposedly helped in luring aquatic animals away from the minister's corpse, no matter how morbid or gross it might be to the current generation. Hence, possibly, due to the association with the minister, 粽子 gained fame. The increasing demand for the delicacy helped the food to evolve into the form we see today.

So what do you think? Let me hear your thoughts and argument. Though it wont change the history, it is an interesting topic that one as a Chinese should ponder, one as a outsider should marvel, one as a Historian to not take for granted, and last but not least, for a cook to appreciate Chinese cooking to a greater degree.

Perfection? nope life isn’t about it.

2009-04-04T00:00:00.001+08:00

I'm sure you have heard of this song before.

Hey dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
And do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?
But it hurts when you disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that
I'm alright
And you can't change me
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spent with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't care anymore
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't stand another fight
And nothing's alright
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Nothing's gonna change the things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this right again
Please don't turn your back
I can't believe it's hard
Just to talk to you
But you don't understand
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect

It used to be one of my favourite songs. As the matter of fact, it still is. I would listen to it when I got scolded by parents, feeling inadequate and small. Using the song to console myself, convincing me that everyone is like that, misunderstood by their parents was the way Ii run away from my woes and continue to live as though nothing happened. GARH!! An epiphany struck me like lightning. There is a flaw in my reasoning. Not everyone is like that. This song is a song for those who can’t meet the unreasonable expectation of their parents. My parents, their demand wasn’t that unreasonable at all. I’m not going to get drown in my lack of confidence, just because of one song that wasn’t meant for me in the first place.

JIAYOU!

P/S Simple Plan fans: Disclaimer: I am not criticising Simple Plan. Anyway, I love their songs too!

谁的摩羯座？

2009-02-01T14:57:00.001+08:00

年轻的魔羯都是很单纯的，我想他们也不会知道自己将从天使变成恶魔，魔羯座的人天生善良，感情也都很脆弱，也许会因为一些很小的事情难过很长时间，所以他们通常在表面表现的酷酷的与事隔离的样子，其实他们只是不希望让别人看到他脆弱的一面，坚强，理智，承受是魔羯的代名词，他们并不是很随便的表达自己所想，他们希望了解身边所有人的性格，并不是因为好奇，好象只是因为一种安全感，为了保护自己魔羯生出了一种特殊能力。

魔羯相对任何星座来比能在最段时间看出一个人的性格无论他们在如何隐藏，这点很像天蝎但是他们却看不出对方的心，他们很容易就会了解到他们身边每一个人的优缺点，但是他们通常不会说出来，也不会太介意，所有的魔羯都很包容对方请记得，如果有一只魔羯指出你的缺点那一定是友善的，虽然他们会用一种讽刺的口气来指出。

所有魔羯都拥有２个性格，只是大部分魔羯都不愿意去接受，因为他们希望自己永远的傻傻的活下去，魔羯的坏可以媲美过所有星座，也许他们不相信，但是随着时间的积累魔羯的人在慢慢变坏，其实这也是一种自我保护，他们需要知道了解自己最后的一张王牌，做不做就看对方是否达到让魔羯抱负的地步了，这并不是在表扬，似乎用阴险可以形容，当魔羯讨厌一个人的时候那就是一种绝对，魔羯不会随便讨厌一个人，但是如果哪个人做的太过分，这个人会从魔羯心底彻底抹杀，如果这个人激怒了魔羯，呵呵那么这个人就只能等着灾难的降临。

魔羯是个比较城府的人，他们不会表面去得罪了，但是他们会计划着让这个人知道他所做的事情将会给自己带来多大的回报，魔羯的报复手段极其残忍，他会加倍的还给你，（如果你有一天遭受到摸名的灾难那么你去想想你在什么时候得罪了魔羯）魔羯并不会随便的去加害一个人，因为魔羯也讨厌自己的坏，他们是天才的杀手，一切的一切从很早以前就做好计划，而且这些计划在没有事件出现前他们就在考虑如何完美并无破绽的进行报复计划，也许这些和他的悲观有些联系，魔羯的人很了解世界，但他们固执的相信美好尽管自己知道那是不可能的，大部分魔羯都讨厌坏坏的自己，当然想抛弃自己是不可能的。

朋友（最喜欢装傻的星座）
魔羯的人都很没有安全感，他们喜欢在任何人面前装傻，这可不是一般的装傻能力，魔羯人聪明就在于这点，他们认为只有傻子在会不牵扯到任何伤害，与其做一个聪明的人不如当一个傻子平凡而又随意，如果不是值得魔羯相信的朋友魔羯永远不会让对方知道自己会有智慧，而无论安全与不安全魔羯对朋友都很真，他们很珍惜些朋友。

他们最希望获得朋友的信任，如果从一个朋友那里得不到信任，他不会再与这个朋友交往下去．和魔羯接触过的人都会认为他们脾气很好，好的似乎发傻，其实他们并不是脾气好，只是他们很会装，因为他们了解身边的朋友的所有性格，所以他们在包容对方，就算你做了什么过分的事，他们也早就想考虑好如果对方为什么会这样做，最明显一点，你们可以去看看身边魔羯的朋友，无论你怎么做那些魔羯都不会很惊讶的，其实他们已经知道你为什么会这样了．魔羯的交友观也很随便，他们可能会和贵族很好，也可能会和乞丐聊天，一切的一切只是心灵的交往，很少有魔羯会有势力眼，除非你这个人品太差了。

感情（超级白痴）
魔羯的人傻的可以，他们并不了解爱情，但是他们只知道爱的感觉，对于他们任何感情的表达都是一种感觉，他们很认真的感受每一个感觉，大部分感觉都可以一个人去感觉，最失败的爱却要两个人，傻傻的魔羯一开始会认为，爱你是我自己的事情和你没关系，可是到后来越来越感觉不是滋味，于是开始对对方表白，表白成功后却不知道如何走下一步，也许是太不浪漫在作祟，魔羯的人可能会拿任何事情开玩笑，但是在爱情方面只要他说出”我爱你”或者话题谈到将来结婚，那么他绝对不是在开玩笑，魔羯很物质，但是这点和金牛处女不一样，他们的物质表现在爱上，他们认为给所爱的人带来无限的物质的就是最大的幸福，因为他们很自卑，唯一能用自己努力获得来的就只有物质了。

当自己努力的去让自己所爱的人幸福的时候，自己所爱的人却因为其他的其他离开了他，而到最后自己却不明白自己到底做错了什么，真是可怜的家伙们。

追求: 魔羯的追求是认真的，只要对方不让魔羯认为完全没有机会，魔羯就会像疯子一样的追求着，他们其实对自己非常没有信心，唯一的动力只是相信自己在爱着，为了对的起自己的感情，为了认真的去爱一回。

被追求:　魔羯对于不喜欢的人不会给予任何机会，魔羯的人很善良，而且他们知道长痛不如短痛的道理，如果魔羯勉强接受了你，那也是出于一种同情心，但是交往没几天他们就开始内疚，他们认为怜悯的爱对追求者来说是一种伤害，他们会尽量的躲避并且对追求者很冷淡追求者尽量的让追求者开始讨厌她／他．如果追求者不理解的话，放心最长不超过一年，魔羯会很理智的告诉你别在联系了，她／他会消失的无影无纵。

拒绝:　如果魔羯真的爱了就不会去拒绝你，永远不会。

被拒绝:　魔羯比任何一个星座对感情都很认真，恢复伤痕的时间也很长，他们会选择消失，这样对你对他都有好处，因为他怕多看你一眼而又再次无法自拔。他怕再多看你一眼。心如刀割。

Dedicated to friends who asked me (nicely) to update my blog.

2008-12-30T23:34:00.000+08:00

Sorry for the last post. Vincent was summoning all sd1 guys to play tower defense. heh so had to cut the post short.

Many had been asking what i have been doing since the start of the holiday. You know what, i'm so tired of it that i'm going to summarize what i did here and direct them to my blog. grr....

So.... here's what i basically did since 3rd december.

Significant events

1. went out with mum and aunt to shop for cloths and clothes for my cousin's dinner. (wondering why the cloths? my aunt is a tailor. she make her own clothes. :) cool huh?)
2. went to Kuala Lumpur to see my bro. (Wow. he got a girlfriend and a new camera :) not bad.)
3. went to Hatyai/Songkhla with my mum's friends and children. (if u are asking me what is it like? imagine a bunch of aunties and a bunch of children under 12 and couple of other teenagers who shop and spend money like water. We went to a tunnel dug by communist during the post independence period and some other very interesting places. The people we went with are so different from who i am. But hell, it was a lot of fun. the kids are cute and the teens are friendly. and guess what we karaoke the whole way home in the van. Oh and i bought a doraemon made out of glass beads.)
4. Fixed my bike!! (the bike is still kinda wonky after it came back from the mechanic. lousy mechanic. i have to dirty my hand again after paying 10 ringgit. rawr. 10 ringgit for freedom, bucks well spent.)
5. Bro bought a 500 gig hdd for me.
6. Changed the ibrahimkaki's skin (courtesy of the slave driver :) )
7. Watched wall-e on the new tv my dad bought. (awesome!)
8. Go out with friends. (breakfast, lunch dinner and badminton)

less significant
1. everyday chores (includes moping the floor, put the laundry out to dry, wash dishes, tidy up room, water plants, trim the grass and trees)
2. Repainted portions of the house.
3. Wii-ing
4. Help my parents with some I.T. related stuff (like setting up skype for my mum, configure the tv (old and new) for my dad, teach my dad how to check stock market counter prices from the internet and the list go on)
5. Reinstalled my windows. (it started went weng weng before the A levels start. but its still working to a certain extent. but yesterday ashley(my notebook)'s "illness" got worse. it crashed every time i booted it into windows. UBUNTU ROXX)
6. Read Brisingr. (Disappointing. period.)
7. Chatted with lots of friends online.
8. Got a stomach flu the day i got back form singapore. (Bread and milo for a few days. T-T)

Status report:
Physical: weak. lost my six packs. going to exercise a lot from now on
Mentally: Happy. There is no place like home.
Emotionally: stable. although suffering from lack of sleep due to too much excitement
Academically: not good. haven't touch my book for such a long time. im actually feeling guilty.
Location: Sungai Petani, Kedah, Malaysia.
Summary: Rotting

So... I guess thats it folks. C'ya soon. (it might mean another year) :)

Back to Square 1

2008-12-17T17:11:00.000+08:00

Hey guys. Sorry for not blogging for such a long time.
It's time to wake this blog up.
Since A-level is behind me now, i guess it's another new era for me now. Hence i decided to redesign the blog to mark the end of a chapter of my life and the beginning of a new one. For the moment, the blog is under construction. pardon me for the "whiteness(?)" of the site.

it shocked me to realise that im gonna turn 20 in 20 days or so. looking back at the last 19 years of my life (not counting the first year since i hardly have any memory of my first year of existence except that i know that i got my scar on my left eye brow during that period), i wonder if my existence actually made the world a better or a worse place.

-deep thoughts-

ah. who cares. im off to play some tower defense. catch ya'll soon.

regina spektor- the call

2008-06-15T00:01:00.000+08:00

Song lyrics | The Call lyrics

Here In My Home by MAFU

2008-05-18T23:26:00.000+08:00

I'm proud of Malaysian artist for singing this awesome song, aiming to promote unity among humanity.
Enjoy:)
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Click here to access their website which offer the song to be downloaded for free!!

Title: Here In My Home
Singers: Malaysian Artistes For Unity

Hold on brother hold on
The road is long, we’re on stony ground
But I’m strong, and you ain’t heavy
Oh there’s a misspoken truth that lies
Colors don’t bind, oh no
What do they know? They speak falsely

Here in my home
I’ll tell you what it’s all about
There’s just one hope here in my heart
One love undivided
That’s what it’s all about
Please won’t you fall in one by one by one with me?
(Fall in~ Fall in~)
Fall in with me
(hmm … fall in~)
Fall in fall in fall in with me

Push back sister won’t you push back?
Love won’t wait, just keep pushing on
Yes I’m strong, you ain’t heavy
Oh don’t you worry about that …
What we have shadows can’t deny
Don’t you know it’s now or never?

Here in my home
I’ll tell you what it’s all about
There’s just one hope here in my heart
One love undivided
That’s what it’s all about
Please won’t you fall in one by one?

(dududu lululu … alot of dululu until i micounted them)

(Bahasa Malaysia)
Bertubi asakan berkurun lamanya
Hati ke depan mencari yang sayang
[Years of fears and years of tribulation
The heart keeps searching for that endless devotion]

(Bahasa Mandarin)
????????????????????????
shou qian shou da jia yi qi zou, wo men dai biao guo ren kai kou wei lai jiu mei you diu zou
[Hand in hand we’ll march like blood brothers
I speak for my people, hope we’ll find peace forever]

(Bahasa Tamil)
???? ????? ?????.. ??? ?????? ?????,
???? ??? ?????.. ??? ?????? ?????,
?????.. ?????..
inthe payanam payanamm yen vettri thaagam
anthee kaana kaalam naam vetri raagam…nanba nanba
[May the road ahead quench my thirst for success
May the road behind echo a song of the blessed](Bahasa English)
Yes I feel it in my bones, so I will let it be known
No matter where I roam this is home sweet home

Sing!

Here in my home
I’ll tell you what it’s all about
There’s just one hope here in my heart
One love undivided
That’s what it’s all about
Please won’t you fall in one by one by one with me?
(yeah~ Yeah~)

Here in my home
(Here in my home)
I’ll tell you what it’s all about
(I’ll tell you …)
There’s just one hope here in my heart
(one hope! one hope yo!)
One love undivided
(aa~ one~)
That’s what it’s all about
(That’s what it’s all about~)
Please won’t you fall in one by one by one with me?

Here in my home
(Here in my home~)
I’ll tell you what it’s all about
There’s just one hope here in my heart
(one love one love one love ^^)
One love undivided
That’s what it’s all about
Please won’t you fall in one by one by one with me?
(clap clap clap woo~ i love you man)

Thanks Weizhu for compiling the lyrics, and my bro who introduced this song.

Celtic Woman - Beyond the sea

2008-02-27T18:02:00.001+08:00

I was like "wow" when I heard the violin part. Its so different. Good sound^^

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2008-02-16T19:09:00.000+08:00

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Sha la la -アヤカシNIGHT- - 宇浦冴香

2008-01-20T22:51:00.000+08:00

Sha la la -????NIGHT-
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作詩：稲葉浩志作曲：稲葉浩志

Sha la la la …

やばい森にさそわれ
今宵もShowtime (アヤカシ NIGHT)
力まかせに　誰もが
暴れ放題 (ヨフカシでFIGHT)

ためらいなんて吹き飛ばして
立ち向かえるかい? Yeah

キミを守る (どうなってもいい)
キミを守る　それだけ (それだけでいい)
涙を流すだけの毎日にバイバイ
Sha la la la …

届けたい言葉なら
胸の中にある (ナイショのロマンス)
消えてほしくない人なら
目の前にいる (フシギなディスタンス)

誰かが傷つくのばっかり
もう見ちゃいられない Yeah

I wanna be your knight (強くなりたい)
I wanna be your light (いまよりもっと)
いつかキミとかわそう　100%のスマイル
Sha la la la …

降りしきる雨の中にこそ
この身をさらそう　yeah

何ができる
何が変わる　今さら

キミを守る (どうなってもいい)
キミを守る　それだけ (それだけでいい)
答えはない (どこにもない)
生きるしかない (この世界ずっと)
自分を責めるだけの毎日にバイバイ
Sha la la la …

HI Guys

2008-01-13T14:15:00.001+08:00

It's been long since I last blogged. I'm sorry, it's due to my business with Orientation 2008 and all the catching up I have to do. I'm here to declare that i am alive and kicking in case some of you thought that I'm dead due to my inactivity in cyberspace.

I guess I should start my first post with my new year resolutions and recollections of what happened last year.

New Year Resolutions:

Short term: Complete all my homework in time by all means [including sacrificing computer time]
Mid term: Physical fitness [Get a gold in NAPHA]
Long Term: Do well in A-Level [a's for all core subjects]

My last year started in December 2006 as it is the true start of a new chapter in my life.

It was a monsoon season when I first arrived in Singapore. I as blur as a mole in daylight. I still remember how shocked I was upon discovering that all my fellow Malaysian direct scholars in my junior college are actually all girls. [girls no offence, but I ASSUMED those from RECOM were guys] I still remember how me and my roommate, Divyanshuu Arora [cool name: Aurora] met. Vishesh was there. Apparently there was some admin mistake. Vishesh was given my room key, and it all started with awkward hi and all the usual stuff you will say when you meet strangers. We ended up calling for the admin office for help to resolve the room problem. [luckily everything ended up peacefully]

I've always liked to compare life to a movie. One of the main factors that makes a movie great is the casts. The difference between movies and life is that there is a distinction between main and minor characters in the movies. Life on the other hand, every single character involved counts. These are the cast involved in my 2007 life. (Appears in Chronological Order)

Roommate: DIVYANSHU

This guy takes up a large part of my 2007. He is an Indian [obviously]. I am really grateful to the God for letting us meet and be roommates. I seriously can't imagine how life would be without all his stupid practical jokes, retardedness and messiness. He made it easier for me to breathe, he loosen the yoke the hectic life had put around my neck. I don't think I will be able to adjust to the life here without him. Besides, he is a fun person to tease **cough*p*o*cough*o*j*a*cough**. Just kidding.

Resident of the Year: WEI KIT

I met this big guy the night I moved into NUS High School Residence (presently NUS High Boarding School). There was a loud knock on my door as I was unpacking my stuff. When I opened the door, the first thing that came into my mind wasn't an image, but a question. HIS question. He came in the olive green shirt and blue shorts with a red pail in his right hand and a blue Dynamo detergent in his left hand, with a rather puzzled look on his face. He asked: "Are you Jiing Jiunn?" (I have to say that he is one of the first few person who got my name correct in the first try.) Then he invited himself in without any further question.

This guy has been a great bro to me, maybe even a father. He is the epitome of agape. The unconditional love that he expressed through the good food he cooked and lectures he gave makes life more bearable. His occasional (or should I say very often) scream, makes the hostel life much more interesting. He is a guy who loves ACJC very much. He inspired me to become who I am today, to give without question and never expect any return. He made me love ACJC even more. He is the main reason I applied to be an OGL. He is the reason I cook pasta with lots of cheese whenever I can in the hostel. Oops its gotten a bit too cheesy....

Fellow Malaysian Direct Batch-mates: Hai Ching, Wei Yong and Vincent Chan

First there were 4 girls and 1 guy. Hai Ching, Wei Yong, Yi Rhu, Yi Ning and me. The my wish on the wish ball came true. Along came Vincent Chan.

"When Malaysians get together.. Shit happens." ~Wei Kit

All the havoc and chaos made hostel life fun. With blur queen and princess on board with stupid and idiot, hostel life has never been more fun.

But amidst the confusion, 2 of the members left. Leaving only 4 left to venture the remaining journey towards A-level.

All the frisbees, Malaysian tiles, milkshakes and handshakes(being lame here) made us family to each other. Viva Malaysia

CCA Mate: JOWELL

Jowell was one of the few friendly faces amongst the first J1 tenor batch last year. Fate brought us together and we became good friends. I guess the fact that we've been through thick and thin together in choir for a year made this bond so special. I guess it helps that he is a Cancer, and I have always been close friends with Cancers. Love those times when we chill at some random cafe and start bitching about stuffs in our lives. The willingness to share secrets and sorrows we have with each other truthfully without reservation makes us good pals. But I have to apologize to him for certain occasions because I've gone overboard on certain matters. He is the reason I promised myself that I will do whatever it takes to support him so that we can and will see the choir through this year.

Classmates: Jack+Yihui

Hi Jack. -Muahahahah- Hijack^^ got it? And of course, Yi Hui It has been a fruitful year of friendship and God seeking. It has been an awesome journey, walking with you guys on this perilous journey that God has set for us. But He is merciful as He gave us each other, just like how He gave the paralyzed man a mat and 4 friends. Seeing God from different your perspectives, from your points of view, made me realize how the perfect God has a perfect plan for us all. You also made me realize how vulnerable a human is and why God created friends for each of us, so that we can help each other out in life.

Thank you and AMEN^^

GA2, Rightfully GA1: Sharyl

A small girl with heart that can contain the ocean. Being shorter than me by twenty cm, doesn't make me think that she is smaller than me. She is in fact, larger than life. I have never seen anyone with so much passion for life and for humanity. With sparkling eyes and a contagious smile, she makes the statement "Good stuff comes in small packages" even truer.

Helping people and making people happy is what she does best. But you'll never see her doing anything for herself. I guess others' happiness is what fuels her. Chocolate, is what she is allergic to, but you often see her baking chocolate cookies and buying chocolate, just for the sake of making other people happy.

Despite all that, she is a person, not just a happiness factory. As a person, she is fun, open minded, and always dare to do new and crazy stuff. Riding loop buses and singing carols with another retarded friend, waking up at 4 in the morning, just to watch the sunrise in Chinese Garden, and many more. Her unique personality made her lots of interesting friends. e.g. Liz, Leo, Alfred, Dee and gang, Joshua, Robin... etc.....

Despite all the great things she did, she still says that I am an angel, but the truth is I am nothing more than a mirror that reflects her angelic radiance.

Don

Hi Don, you have been a good friend to me. It's fate that we meet, but I always blame myself as to why I haven't known you earlier. But when I think back, I wasn't late. It was just the right time. Even if I've known you earlier, it wouldn't change anything we have now, except for that the fact that I've known you for a longer period of time.

I don't think I've told you this, but I want to thank you for singing beside me for that period of time. The reason I have my voice now is because of you.

Besides that you've given me lots of stuff to think about. You've made me mature into a more compassionate man than I was before. You've made me realize how series of events is are instrumental in changing a human's perspective of the world. You've made me realize how interlinked is a society is to its members. For that I thank you.

You are a very intelligent guy. I have no doubt that you will succeed in USA. It's just that you need to believe in yourself more. See you soon. ^^

There are a lot more people I wanted to include in this post, but there are insufficient spaces. sorry... But those who have been there for me, friends, family, and teachers, I thank you because you've made me to who I am now and I am glad that I met you. And that concludes my 2007.

Merry Christmas

2007-12-25T14:55:00.001+08:00

LAST CHRISTMAS From GEORGE MICHEAL originally from WHAM!

felt like posting this song. Don't ask me why.

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Suzie Mc Neil, Believe [Olympic Version]

2007-12-16T12:31:00.001+08:00

Believe

One minute’s fading

One minute’s passed

But I’ve got this moment

To make it all last

And I’m standing before you

Taking my chance on everything

I never thought that I could be

Cause you can do almost anything

If you just Believe

You can move mountains with dreams

The higher you climb

The better it gets

Cause you will see things

You’ll never forget

If you just Believe

It’s like I’m falling

Through my own fears

They used to haunt me

But now they’re not here

There’s no looking back

My future is clear no giving up

And I’m holding on when it gets rough

Cause you can do almost anything

If you just Believe

You can move mountains with dreams

The higher you climb

The better it gets

Cause you will see things

You’ll never forget

If you just Believe

No one says it’s easy

And no one says you have to be perfect

But as long as you try

You’re always gonna find it was worth it

If you just Believe

You can move mountains with dreams

The higher you climb

The better it gets

Cause you will see things

You’ll never forget

If you just Believe

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Orientation^^ ACJC Style

2007-12-11T10:40:00.001+08:00

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Enjoy^^
ACJC Orientation 2008 Coming Up Cant wait^^

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Cute Video

2007-12-03T21:37:00.001+08:00

Uh i found this in Ketee's Blog. Hahah I know its very cute. Felt like sharing to my friends in Singapore^^

I wanted to talk about food today. Today while eating in a prata stall in Clementi with wei kit, i suddenly had an epiphany. Yea an epiphany. About why they say cooking is an art. Dun ask me why a prata stall, I dont know. Lets jz say that the light suddenly shone on me from the heaven and -zeeeeng- enlightenment.

Food is an art. However, food by itself is not a complete art. Just like all other art pieces, it needs the approval of critiques, in this case is the customers.

If i were to compare food with a painting, the taste will be the colour, the texture will be the material. the canvas will be the people who consume it. Just like a painting, it needs to be framed b4 it can be considered complete, the food needs to be consumed. The beauty of this art is the joy that people showed when eating the food^^. Beautiful isn't it?

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Hi everyone^^

2007-12-01T13:55:00.001+08:00

IF Santa were to visit Singapore, how will he look like?

Sharyl thinks he will look like this XD [Sharyl, i hope he won't take you out of his "NICE" list]

And later we have this idea of making Santa a super hero........ [he already is in our hearts]
We had a good laugh about Santa in singlet and his beer tummy^^

This is Don in Vivo^^
We're so random that we took out our scores and started singing carols by the fountain.

Oh and guess what, I woke up earlier than the Sun yesterday^^. Why? To watch sun rise with Sharyl! We thought that we will be the only ones crazy enough to be in Chinese Garden at such an unearthly hour, (Well not exactly unearthly....). There are already people there even tho we cant even see our fingers(A bit exaggerated, but u get the idea)......

The sunrise was really fast. Before long, the sky was as blue as Sharyl's eyes. (She wore coloured contact lenses)

We went up the pagoda first. There was 7 levels and 180 steps in case you all want to know.(Yea...... we counted the steps).

This is me trying to steal a scroll from Wen Tian Xiang^^

Me with my Zodiac's statue in the Zodiac garden. (Wooohoooo I am on top of the .... Err.... Dragon?)

Haha. this is Some random picture i took from the Chinese Garden^^ A Grassy Cross!!!!!

I had fun. Lots of fun. Get to know Sharyl more as we chatted along the way as we walk. Mc D in Jurong East was great.

Hope and Don asked me how was my morning. Here's my answer:
I realised something about life. A genuine smile outshines even the beauty of a sunrise.

Sharyl, thanks a lot for inviting me to witness the glorious sunrise^^

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YouTube - Anti - Namewee : Negarakuku (REMIX) - Waleed Dar 3AallSTAR

2007-11-07T11:42:00.001+08:00

YouTube - Anti - Namewee : Negarakuku (REMIX) - Waleed Dar 3AallSTAR

3 Idiotssss

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YouTube - 網路大戰 Internet War -- www.namewee.blogspot.com

2007-11-07T11:31:00.001+08:00

YouTube - 網路大戰 Internet War -- www.namewee.blogspot.com

Self explanatory....
Thanks ZQ For sharing....

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A letter from a friend

2007-11-05T13:44:00.001+08:00

Looking into my perpetually empty pigeon hole after lunch today gave me a pleasant surprise. It seems that it is not so perpetually empty after all. I have a letter!

From the envelope and the handwriting, I recognized the sender's warmth and childlike playfulness harbored within the envelope. I smiled to myself. I see, she refuse to wait for me to return home. She is impatient. I guess it's all my fault that I left our friendship floating in the empty sea. But I did left an address. I guess that's how the letter reach my pigeon hole.

Reading the letter made me smile even more. She hasn't change, still the same as before. Clueless and innocent. She lamented that I did not send her any letter and that I only communicate to her through the Internet. The reason she prefer writing letters instead of emailing or IM-ing is that she is lazy and its inconvenient for her to go online. I don't know what to say. That's the exact reason for me not to write letters.

With the letter, she attached a badge of which she called it a pin-tag. With the badge, is a bible verse. John 3:16. A verse I am very familiar with. One of the first verse I knew. A verse I recently talk to Fei Fan about. Amazed.

Silly child, why would I hate a gift from a friend?

What's Next?

2007-11-04T10:43:00.001+08:00

I have been thinking a lot lately. About the future, and what it holds for me. Will i be the guy who invented cure for all incurable disease? Will i be a groundbreaker that sets humanity into a higher path? I am not sure. All i am sure about is I want to be in gods plan. Whatever is is plan for me I will follow. But, what does He wants me to be? That is the question... Will I be the salvation for human race? or Is it that I will just be the butterfly that contributes to the creation of a tornado in the chaos theory? I guess, for now, I can't do anything to get the answer but to wait and see.

Was chatting with Sharyl the other day. We promised to meet up in 30 years time, a November. I mentioned to her that if I achieved my ambition, I will not be hard to find. I pray that it will come true. Not just because I'd love to meet Sharyl in 30 years time, but also because I love life, I love earth as it is. The cold hard truth is we won't know what will happen in the future. Only god knows.

It comes down to a conclusion that our view to everything is very limited. God is always the answer.

God, can I ask you a question? What is beyond this beautiful sky? If its the pearly gates of the heaven, what's beyond that?

Hi Again

2007-11-02T01:39:00.001+08:00

I cant believe i actually got under fire for not posting. I suppose that happens because either:

People loves my blog, OR,
People loves and cares about me

[JUST KIDDING =.=] :)

Anyway, i will post today no matter what. Poor bloggie, got neglected for so long.

Soon it will be the end of the year. "End" is a two faced word. It can be a blessing or a disaster. Its a blessing when bad things end; its a disaster when good things end. Everybody understand why God let the bad things to end. But have you ever wonder why God actually allow good things to end? It is actually pretty simple. Without a bad things, good things will seem normal. God does not want people to take everything thats good for granted. Therefore, good things have to end for bad things to happen to actually make good things good. A bit cheem? Ok. Bad things serves as a relative comparison for good things. Just like how the simpson movies where the corrupted politician arrange the soldiers around the dome. "100 strong men and 100 weak men", "The weaker men is to make the strong men look stronger". Lol. The movie amused me, at the same time, i picked up a lot of lessons from it.

Ok... Deviated too much from the topic. The point of describing the word end to such an extent is to give you all a better idea of the overwheming period i've experienced for the past seven days. Lets start from the release of the promo results. I did not do quite bad. Just managed to scrape through the requirement to keep my scholarship. 17 of my fellow comrades were not that lucky however. They got called by the teacher mentors and Ms Doreen Lim for scholarship review. Was brooding over the fate one particular friend tho. A very precious friend to me. Things hasn't been great for him for the whole year. Bad things kept happening to him. I felt very helpless, not knowing what to do, i realise i can only surrender to God, and pray that He will bring my friend light, the silver lining behind the cumulonimbus.

Aside from the bad news, we have some good news. I've finished two paper of my 7 a level subject!!! Hooray!!!
For weeks, not sleeping well has taken toll on me. I've lost weight. Tremendously. For a person whose weight is relatively constant since form 1, it has been a scary experience. 55 kg.. I don;t know what to say. Thank god that PW is over. Although I think i screwed my OP, But i am trully relieved that the burden is lightened. I can finally sleep properly. Chinese AO was quite ok. Expected harder questions tho.

CANT GO BACK THIS HOLIDAYS!!!!

I guess this is the price you have to pay for joining a high profile CCA. Will be spending the rest of the holidays practicing carols, CIP and study. After thinking it out, it is actually not that bad. Tomorrow i will plan the detail of my holidays. Dont wanna spend the holidays playing DOTA.

Oh yea. the J2 are having their A levels now!!! Lets pray for them, and may the god be with them all the time.

LOL Me Aggain...a

2007-10-24T21:29:00.001+08:00

Your Scholastic Strength Is Deep Thinking

You aren't afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal.
You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk.

You should major in:

Philosophy
Music
Theology
Art
History
Foreign language

What Should You Major In?

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FreeRice

2007-10-19T20:38:00.001+08:00

FreeRice
Have you ever thought of contributing to the greater good?
Have you ever wonder how you can help to feed the poor?
Have you ever wanted to do charity without giving out any money?
Have you ever felt that you've learnt a lot of vocabulary but have no avenue to apply them?
If so, click the link above and start using your vocabs to help the people suffering from famine all around the world. :)

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AGAIN

2007-10-17T23:17:00.001+08:00

You Are An INTP

The Thinker

You are analytical and logical - and on a quest to learn everything you can.
Smart and complex, you always love a new intellectual challenge.
Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat.
A quiet maverick, you tend to ignore rules and authority whenever you feel like it.

In love, you are an easy person to fall for. But not an easy person to stay in love with.
Although you are quite flexible, you often come off as aloof or argumentative.

At work, you are both a logical and creative thinker. You are great at solving problems.
You would make an excellent mathematician, programmer, or professor.

How you see yourself: Creative, fair, and tough-minded

When other people don't get you, they see you as: arrogant, cold, and robotic

What's Your Personality Type?

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AGAIN

2007-10-17T23:06:00.001+08:00

You Are An INTP

What's Your Personality Type?

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Updates....

2007-10-17T21:55:00.001+08:00

[WARNING: This entry is not about me, its about the J's Sanctuary]

There is a minor change to the blog's layout if you haven't notice. I added a music section, which also includes lyrics!! Yay!!

The first song I is the insomniac by the Friars. Very nice song, sung b4 by our choir seniors.

Oh and I added adverts, to earn some extra pocket money. ($^$)

The news and drawing block sections is are removed, to keep the blog sweet and simple.

The links had been brought up to the right side.

I will be changing the blog skin soon. this is just the first phase. Stay tuned for the next phase of make over.

Musical Instrument

2007-10-17T11:02:00.001+08:00

You Should Play the Guitar

You're very independent - both in spirit and in the way you learn.
You can teach yourself almost anything, even if it makes your fingers bleed.

You're not really the type to sit patiently through a music lesson - or do things by the book.
It's more your style to master the fundamentals and see where they take you.

Highly creative and a bit eclectic, you need a wide range of music to play.
You could emerge as a sensitive songwriter... or a manic rock star.

Your dominant personality characteristic: being rebellious

Your secondary personality characteristic: tenacity

What Musical Instrument Should You Play?

Mr Ho Kai Shyuan's photos

2007-10-06T13:55:00.001+08:00

Spend the morning digging around, hoping i will be able to find Jack's blog. I still can't find his blog though, BUT.... this is what I dug out in the process!!! Our beloved Chemistry tutor's photos:

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Arts Museum VIsit

2007-10-05T21:41:00.001+08:00

Haji Widayat between Worlds: A Retrospective | Art Knowledge News

Yi Hui, Annabel, Vivien and me had a very random outing today. We started off at Chinatown. We had a lot of fun there sightseeing. Found many interesting and surprising stuff there.
    After that we've been to Suntec to buy some body shop product. hahah we had fun testing all kinds of bodyshop products. Even as i am typing now, i smelt like a walking Chocolate.
Then we came to the Arts museum which at first we thought was SJI[... hahahaha]. This is he part of the outing i want to highlight today.
    We had a guided tour around the arts museum by a fantastic british lady, Judith somebody. We got to know this peculiar artist, Haji Widayat. His works are able to stand out from all other artists' due to the large variety of styles he had used over the years as an artist. Follow the link for details.
    We had fun and I bought YUI's newest album and got the free gift the girls got from bodyshop for spending a lot. [I dunno how to use it tho... body lotion.]

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Me Again

2007-10-03T00:08:00.000+08:00

You Are a Chow Puppy

Don't fence me in!
You're an independent spirit that won't be tied down.

What Breed of Puppy Are You?

You Are 49% Sexy

Your Sex Appeal Is: High

You're quite sexy, and you're probably at least partially aware of your powers.
Don't let your self doubt ever get the best of you. You're even more attractive than you know.

How Much Sex Appeal Do You Have?

You Are: 70% Dog, 30% Cat

You and dogs definitely have a lot in common.
You're both goofy, happy, and content with the small things in life.
However, you're definitely not as needy as the average dog. You need your down time occasionally.

Are You More Cat or Dog?

You Should Be a Musician

You have a rare combinations of talents: an ear for music, nimble fingers, and the willpower to practice.
You could master almost any instrument you choose to play (if you haven't already!)

What Sort of Artist Should You Be?

The True You

You want your girlfriend or boyfriend to dress well and take care of him / herself.

With respect to money, you spend as little as possible.

You think good luck depends on maintaining good relationships with others.

The hidden side of your personality tends to be satisfied to care for things with a minimal amount of effort.

You are tend to think about others' feelings a lot, perhaps because you are so eager to be liked.

When it comes to finding a romantic partner, you make opportunities to interact with many people through club activities or a hobby, then select someone you like.

Who's The True You?

You are 47% Capricorn

How Capricorn Are You?

You Are 12% Emo

You're the furthest thing from emo. Sensitivity is not something you exactly cultivate... and you can't imagine weeping over song lyrics.

Are You Emo?

Your Fragrance Profile

The best calming fragrance: vanilla
The best fragrance for everyday wear: orange
The best fragrance to boost your sex appeal: lavender
The best fragrance for energy: pine

What's Your Fragrance Profile?

Your Mood is a 8

You're definitely having a pretty good day. It could be better, but not a lot better!

How Does Your Mood Rate?

You Are 48% Weirdo

You're definitely quite strange, but you can act like a normal person when you have to.
(But just because you can act normally, it certainly doesn't mean you want to!)
You have normal aspects to your personality... but you usually don't choose to emphasize them.

Are You A Weirdo?

You Are 85% Pure

You're so pure ... you make a nun look like a whore!
There's a lot of life's dark side left for you to experience... if you want to.

The 100 Question Purity Test

Your Intrapersonal Intelligence Score: 85%

Your Intrapersonal Intelligence is Very High

You've spent a lot of time introspecting, and it's really paid off.
You are comfortable with who you are, and you have a life philosophy that you are happy to live by.
And you're always re-evaluating what you believe. Because you learn something new about yourself each day!

How Does Your Intrapersonal Intelligence Rate?

Your Interpersonal Intelligence Score: 61%

Your Interpersonal Intelligence is High

You are definitely a "people person." You enjoy spending time with others.
You instinctively understand people, and you are both a good counsellor and mediator.
However, there are definitely times when you've had enough. And that's when you cherish being alone.

How Does Your Interpersonal Intelligence Rate?

You Are A Lily

You are a nurturer and all around natural therapist.
People see you as their rock. And they are able to depend on you.
You are a soothing influence. You can make people feel better with a few words.
Your caring has more of an impact than even you realize.

What Flower Are You?

You're Kind of Stupid

You got 6/10 questions right!
There's some things most people know... except for you.

Are You Stupid?

You Are an Okay Student

You know how to get by school, but your heart isn't always in it.
Motivation is a problem for you. Maybe you need to study something more exciting!

Are You a Good Student?

You Are Somewhat Mature

You definitely act like an adult sometimes, but a big part of you is still a kid at heart.
While your immature side is definitely fun, you're going to have to grow up sooner or later.

Are You Immature?

Your Personality Profile

You are pure, moral, and adaptable.
You tend to blend into your surroundings.
Shy on the outside, you're outspoken to your friends.

You believe that you live a virtuous life...
And you tend to judge others with a harsh eye.
As a result, people tend to crave your approval.

The World's Shortest Personality Test

You Are "Dizzy and Giddy"

What Japanese Smiley Are You?

Your Kissing Purity Score: 89% Pure

You've hardly ever been kissed

But the kisses you've given are very missed

Kissing Purity Test

ME!!!!!

2007-10-02T20:28:00.000+08:00

You Are a Yellow Crayon

Your world is colored with happy, warm, fun colors.
You have a thoughtful and wise way about you. Some people might even consider you a genius.
Charming and eloquent, you are able to get people to do things your way.
While you seem spontaneous and free wheeling, you are calculating to the extreme.

Your color wheel opposite is purple. You both are charismatic leaders, but purple people act like you have no depth.

What Color Crayon Are You?

You Are French Food

Snobby yet ubiquitous.
People act like they understand you more than they actually do.

What Kind of Food Are You?

Your Sexy Brazilian Name is:

Faria Cabral

What's Your Sexy Brazilian Name?

You Are a Believer

You definitely believe in God - and you're very unwavering in your religious beliefs.
In fact, religion and spirituality are definitely big parts of your life.
Religion shapes how you view right and wrong, as well as the decisions you make.
It's hard for you to imagine how your life would be without your beliefs.

Are You an Atheist, Agnostic or a Believer?

What Your Hands Say About You

You are logical, analytical, and rational. You have good verbal skills.

Bold and daring, you're not afraid to change your life if you think it needs an overhaul.

Practical and down to earth, you're a doer not a dreamer. You rather get something done than think about it all day.

Your emotions tend to be nervous and potent. Your energy - both positive and negative - deeply impacts your life.

What Do Your Hands Say About You?

You Passed 8th Grade Math

Congratulations, you got 10/10 correct!

Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?

You Don't Hold a Grudge

You're willing to give almost anyone a second chance, even if they've really wronged you.
Incredibly forgiving and compassionate, you understand that people sometimes change for the better.

Do You Hold a Grudge?

You Date Like a Woman

According to studies on dating, you date like a woman.
You tend to take romance seriously, and you're not really out for a fling.

A mental and emotional connection always comes first for you.
And rushing the physical stuff is likely to turn you off.

You're highly selective when it comes to dating, and some may say you're too picky.
You know what you want, and when you find it, you're ready to commit.

Do You Date Like a Man or a Woman?

You Are 18% Evil

You are good. So good, that you make evil people squirm.
Just remember, you may need to turn to the dark side to get what you want!

How Evil Are You?

What is happening to the world?

2007-09-30T13:29:00.001+08:00

Source: BBC NEWS | Special Reports | Deadly history of earthquakes

Deadly history of earthquakes

Earthquakes have claimed hundreds of thousands of lives in the last 100 years and improvements in technology have only slightly reduced the death toll.

15 August 2007

At least 437 people are killed in Peru's coastal province of Ica, as a 7.90-magnitude undersea earthquake strikes about 145km (90 miles) south-east of the capital, Lima.

17 July 2006:

A 7.7 magnitude undersea earthquake triggers a tsunami that strikes a 200km (125-mile) stretch of the southern coast of Java, killing more than 650 people on the Indonesian island.

27 May 2006:

Nearly 5,000 people die when a magnitude 6.2 quake hits the Indonesian island of Java, devastating the city of Yogyakarta and surrounding areas.

1 April 2006:

Seventy people are killed and some 1,200 injured when an earthquake measuring 6.0 strikes a remote region of western Iran.

8 October 2005:

An earthquake measuring 7.6 strikes northern Pakistan and the disputed Kashmir region, killing more than 73,000 people and leaving millions homeless.

28 March 2005:

About 1,300 people are killed in an 8.7 magnitude quake off the coast of the Indonesian island of Nias, west of Sumatra.

22 February 2005:

Hundreds die in a 6.4 magnitude quake centred in a remote area near Zarand in Iran's Kerman province.

26 December 2004:

Hundreds of thousands are killed across Asia when an earthquake measuring 8.9 triggers sea surges that spread across the region.

24 February 2004:

At least 500 people die in an earthquake which strikes towns on Morocco's Mediterranean coast.

26 December 2003:

More than 26,000 people are killed when an earthquake destroys the historic city of Bam in southern Iran.

21 May 2003:

Algeria suffers its worst earthquake in more than two decades. More than 2,000 people die and more than 8,000 are injured in a quake felt across the sea in Spain.

1 May 2003:

More than 160 people are killed, including 83 children in a collapsed dormitory, in south-eastern Turkey.

24 February 2003:

More than 260 people die and almost 10,000 homes are destroyed in Xinjiang region, in western China.

31 October 2002:

Italy is traumatised by the loss of an entire class of children, killed in the southern village of San Giuliano di Puglia when their school building collapses on them.

26 January 2001:

An earthquake measuring magnitude 7.9 devastates much of Gujarat state in north-western India, killing nearly 20,000 people and making more than a million homeless. Bhuj and Ahmedabad are among the towns worst hit.

12 November 1999:

Around 400 people die when an earthquake measuring 7.2 on the Richter scale strikes Ducze, in north-west Turkey.

21 September 1999:

Taiwan is hit by a quake measuring 7.6 that kills nearly 2,500 people and causes damage to every town on the island.

17 August 1999:

An magnitude 7.4 earthquake rocks the Turkish cities of Izmit and Istanbul, leaving more than 17,000 dead and many more injured.

30 May 1998:

Northern Afghanistan is hit by a major earthquake, killing 4,000 people.

May 1997:

More than 1,600 killed in Birjand, eastern Iran, in an earthquake of magnitude 7.1.

27 May 1995:

The far eastern island of Sakhalin is hit by a massive earthquake, measuring 7.5, which claims the lives of 1,989 Russians.

17 January 1995:

The Hyogo quake hits the city of Kobe in Japan, killing 6,430 people.

30 September 1993:

About 10,000 villagers are killed in western and southern India.

21 June 1990:

Around 40,000 people die in a tremor in the northern Iranian province of Gilan.

7 December 1988:

An earthquake measuring 6.9 on the Richter scale devastates north-west Armenia, killing 25,000 people.

19 September 1985:

Mexico City is shaken by a huge earthquake which razes buildings and kills 10,000 people.

28 July 1976:

The Chinese city of Tangshan is reduced to rubble in a quake that claims at least 250,000 lives.

23 December 1972:

Up to 10,000 people are killed in the Nicaraguan capital Managua by an earthquake that measures 6.5 on the Richter scale. The devastation caused by the earthquake was blamed on badly built high-rise buildings that easily collapsed.

31 May 1970:

An earthquake high in the Peruvian Andes triggers a landslide burying the town of Yungay and killing 66,000 people.

26 July 1963:

An earthquake measuring 6.9 on the Richter scale strikes the Macedonian capital of Skopje killing 1,000 and leaving 100,000 homeless.

22 May 1960:

The world's strongest recorded earthquake devastates Chile, with a reading of 9.5 on the Richter scale. A tsunami 30ft (10m) high eliminates entire villages in Chile and kills 61 hundreds of miles away in Hawaii.

1 September 1923:

The Great Kanto earthquake, with its epicentre just outside Tokyo, claims the lives of 142,800 people in the Japanese capital.

18 April 1906:

San Francisco is hit by a series of violent shocks which last up to a minute. Between 700 and 3,000 people die either from collapsing buildings or in the subsequent fire.

Story from BBC NEWS:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/pr/fr/-/2/hi/in_depth/2059330.stm

Published: 2007/08/16 19:31:33 GMT

© BBC MMVII

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Checklist: How to live longer by decade - CNN.com

2007-09-29T16:51:00.001+08:00

Checklist: How to live longer by decade - CNN.com

Take care of your health. Here's a check list how to.

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Revver » Don't Download This Song

2007-09-16T18:17:00.001+08:00

Revver » Don't Download This Song

A very nice song by Weird Al Yankovic
Enjoy

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Blog in recess

2007-09-16T13:45:00.001+08:00

Feeling the hot breath of PROMOS breathing on my neck now, I have no choice but to announce the blog to be in recess mode. Blog will automatically resume at 9th of October 2007, a tuesday. So do come and check out the new contents. Will try to put up entries by series after promos.

See you guys then.

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Life Without Limbs :: Nick Vujicic

2007-09-09T23:57:00.001+08:00

Life Without Limbs :: Nick Vujicic

He (Nick) came to City Harvest Church to speak to us and share his testimony. It was awesome and inspirational, especially when you see his smile. (I'll let the video do the talking for me on this)

He smiles despite his disabilities. He swims although he has no limbs. He live a normal life eventhough he has some pieces missing form his body.
His video was amazingly touching. I almost cried.[**the youtube video is not the video shown during the sevice]
His conditions set me thinking, if god is perfect, He should and never will make mistakes. Therefore, when a baby is born with disabilities, god must have want it that way, since god had thought of everything out even before our birth. God want to use one the way he is. This will mean that it is futile for someone who is born with disabilities to pray for his physical ailments to be healed. Instead one should seek the path that god had designed for him and live it the way god wants it to be. Just like what Nick said this morning: If god had healed him, giving him a perfect body, how many will believe that god actually healed him? Instead, more will come to challange the truth. If god has healed him physically, he will not even be there to talk to us.
Something he mentioned this morning strikes me. Faith in god prod us to make the decision to trust in Him. Therefore the statement signify that faith is different from trust The difference between faith and trust can be explain with a simple analogy: If your car is spoilt, you take it to the mechanics. This is trust because you know that a mechanics fixes cars. If your car is spoilt, you take it to a grocery. That is faith because you do not know if the grocer can fix a car or not, but you've made the decision to trust that he can fix your car. In short, we should not trust in god because we know that he heals and save us from hell, but instead, trust him out of faith and because he is our faithful god.
I really felt blessed this morning. I thank Brian for bringing me along to the service. I thank god too for placing Brian in my life so that he can bring me closer to god.

P/S: the Bak Koot Teh I ate for lunch tastes like warm water with a lot of pepper. Oh man, I really miss my hometown's Bak Kut Teh.... The meat is soft and tender though.

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Pets Coorperating Together

2007-09-07T16:05:00.001+08:00

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Importance of coorperation.

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Team Hoyt - Dick and Rick Hoyt

2007-09-07T02:35:00.001+08:00

This is very heart warming.
Thanks Don for Sharing!!

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J's Sanctuary

2007-09-07T02:18:00.001+08:00

J's Sanctuary

To commemorate the success of revamping my blog, I decided to write a post about what nudged me to make such a drastic change to my blog's cosmetics.

I was first inspired to decorate my blog when I saw Don's emo blog and Jowell's dark blog at the beginning of the year. However, my feeble attempt at beautifying my blog was truncated due to the lack of inspiration, raw materials and time. Another reason is due to the fact that this blog existed as a place for me to express my appreciation or discontentment towards life.

It was until recently when I saw Ziyi's courageous efforts to decorate his blog with the funny pig heading that I changed my mind set about blogging. It set me thinking: even if my blog is for me alone, should I not want the contents to be shown to the world, why bother writing the blog at the first place? That leads to another question: if the blog is meant to be read by everybody isn’t it a form of representation of myself?

Another event spurred me on to explore the possibilities of beautifying and personalizing the blog to serve as my “incarnation in the net” is no other than ASEAN Dance. Thanks to Wei Kit’s camera that I got hold of many photo of me, thus I have my materials. After a few hours of editing and rendering, I came up with the template, of which I am very proud of. After confirmation from few close friends, I published the headings. Then I spent a whole day adding stuffs and fine-tuning every detail in the blog. Voila, J’s Sanctuary

The reason I chose to change the heading is because I am neither an alien in Singapore anymore and nor is Singapore new to me. Since the blog is me and where is voice out about life, it is my little sanctuary where I can do what I like, and most of all it is a refuge for me from the harsh real world. The reason I chose the alphabet “J” is because it is the one and only alphabet that explains me as I am.

Finally, I want to thank many people who helped me in my small little project. I want to thank friends, especially Don, Ziyi, Wei Kit and Div for all the inspiration and support, webmasters for sharing the Photoshop brushes, blog templates and Widgets, and not to forget the website tutorials for teaching me how to use Photoshop a few years back when I got hold of my first Photoshop which was a 5.0. Besides that I also want to thank my bro, for introducing me to a few blogging tools like Google Analytics, CSS, Flock….. Last but not least, I want to give credit to Blogger for allowing me to host my blog for free.

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Asean Dance 2007

2007-09-05T20:43:00.001+08:00

"Asean Dance 2007:Equinox" Logo

Hai Ching, Wei Kit, Me and Wei Yong

Me and Wei Kit

Me and Marcus

Hi all,
Its been a long time.
I've just been to Asean Dance. It was great with free flow drinks, photo booth and much more. The emcee was great too. Sadly there was no snacks. Hahah.
However, the lights and the sound was too intense for me.
Bye!!

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Bad bad day

2007-08-27T19:30:00.001+08:00

Its a really bad monday for me, although its nothing compared to the worst day i ever had [i will post about it if i have time].
Started off with a classmate scolding me for nothing. THAT was STILL ok. I prayed to the god, asking HIM for forgiveness and grant me strength to forgive the poor girl. However things got from bad to worse. I endured, maintaining a cheerful mood, thanks to the god.
The fuse really ran out during choir. I just can't stand the way they do things. Sluggish, superficial. Yea i know, it contradict the motto (Passion, Integrity, Love) completely. Totally defeats the purpose of having that motto when people do not realize the motto.
By the way, giving more in the CCA is rarely appreciated. It is not that I hunger for praise or anything, but IMO when people give, at least don't scold them for trying to give even though they gave the wrong way. I am not pinpointing at anybody. So, whoever that read this post shud not be offended. (although i doubt anyone from choir will check out my blog as i don't publicise my blog. It exists jz for me to shout out all my discontentment in life)
ARGH I am frustrated!!!!!!!!

I will close this post with a prayer:

Dear Father in Heaven,I pray that you will hear me. Father, I pray that I will have the will power enough to stay away from temptation, have the intuition to do what I must do everyday. I pray that I will have to strength to forgive others for their wrongdoings against me. I know that they are here to shape me and refine me so that I will improve and be a better person. Lord i pray for guidance, guidance to lead a life that will glorify you, Lord. Help me to conquer the life just as you conquered the grave. Father, I also want to pray for Jia Jun(J2) that his family problem will be solved. Father, I also pray that friends and family around me who are in crisis to be able to solve their own problems with your help lord. I also pray that the world environment to be save from human greed, and the oppressed to be able to not be oppressed. I also pray that there will be peace in hearts of every human.
In Jesus' precious name I pray,
AMEN.

Personal Technology | Walt Mossberg | AllThingsD

2007-08-14T20:00:00.001+08:00

For just $99, you can now buy a desktop computer that’s preloaded with full versions of 20 popular types of software. This computer comes with free, automatic, online backup of your files, and a design that cuts energy use way below that of a standard computer.......
Personal Technology | Walt Mossberg | AllThingsD

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Politics 101 Malaysia

2007-08-13T20:42:00.001+08:00

Politics 101 Malaysia

Monday, 13-08-2007

What’s the difference between Namewee and a Mat Rempit?

Posted:08:36 Aug-13-2007 Filed under: Just a Thought...

What’s the similarity between Namewee and a Mat Rempit?

Answer: Both are young and restless.

What’s the difference between Namewee and a Mat Rempit?

Answer: One took to his mike, the other to someone’s bike.

This is classic.

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MUM....

2007-08-06T09:47:00.001+08:00

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YouTube - 10 Things God Wont Ask On That Day

Nice video.

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2007-08-05T10:12:00.001+08:00

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Look at the effect of global warming. Even an increment of 5 degree celcius can do so much to the environment.
Therefore, people, we really have to work together in order to save the planet from crumbling.
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namawee - Video Streams on IMEEM

2007-07-23T15:39:00.001+08:00
namawee - Video Streams on IMEEM

This is the negarakuku video ziyi is talking about...
seeing that the youtube link has been terminated, here is another link to the video.
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MUM....

2007-07-23T09:25:00.001+08:00

IMAGES OF MOTHER

4 YEARS OF AGE ~ My Mommy can do anything!

8 YEARS OF AGE ~ My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!

12 YEARS OF AGE ~ My Mom doesn't understand me.

15 YEARS OF AGE ~ My Mom doesn't let me do anything.

18 YEARS OF AGE ~ I'm an adult. My Mom can't control me anymore.

25 YEARS OF AGE ~ I should have listened to Mom.

35 YEARS OF AGE ~ Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.

50 YEARS OF AGE ~ I Wonder what Mom would have thought about it.

65 YEARS OF AGE ~ I Wish I could talk it over with Mom.

Appreciate your Mom before it is too late!

Find it very meaningful. So i share.

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It Has been An Emo Day.

2007-07-18T21:02:00.000+08:00
Emotional, its a very nice word.
Being emotional makes a person human.

Feeling very emo today.
Factors: Unknown/Amalgamation of today's events.
Details: Unknown
Emotion: Mixed/more to the unhappy side
Plan: Mug till drop to distract me from the reality

Blogging and Reading Blogs...

2007-07-15T18:28:00.001+08:00
Never noticed when I started reading friend's blog, everyday without fail.
Now i that I notice it, I have to address the habit and analyse it if it is beneficial or not, the reason for the phenomenon and the solution if needed.

Pros:
Get in touch with friends.
Getting to knowing your friend through him/herself.
Gaining new information.
Gaining new perspective on life.
Cons:
Time consuming. (Considering i have so many friends)
Can be emotional after reading their blogs.
Not directly beneficial to my academics.
Will indirectly train myself into a gossiper.
Reasons:
Bored
Lonely
Don't want to sever ties with old friends
Solutions:
    Since it interferes with my studies and my other commitments, I'll have to cut down on it. Why not completely erase this agenda from my life? My old friends are too precious to me to let them go without any efforts. Therefore I will continue to read blogs, but not that regularly and will set a time limit for myself to read blogs and to blog.

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Define Love....

2007-07-15T14:35:00.001+08:00
    The meaning of true love is to be ready to share on every circumstances
    To love is to be able to share the joy, the sorrow, the burden you are going through and of course, to share what you own
    To love is to be able to share things as small as a piece of eraser and things as large as your home,
    To love is to be able to share things as concrete as your house and things as abstract as your own world,
    To love is to be able to share things as physical as a kiss and things as spiritual as your soul,
    To love is to be able to share things as worthless as your pack of tissue paper and things as precious as your secrets.
    The definition of love differs from one individual to another.,
    This is my definition of love
and I share this with you because I truly love you.

~Tan Jiing Jiunn (15 July 2007)
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Flying Dutchman??!!!!

2007-06-28T19:21:00.001+08:00

Look what i've found

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Shouldn't have done all those research

2007-06-23T14:41:00.000+08:00

Ignorance is bliss.
I never try to understand it before as I always worshipped extra information. Manipulating the information I have to my own benefit is always my aim, my passion, and my ultimate way of life. I always regard the thirst of new knowledge is my strength. Now, I suddenly realise that it could also be my undoing.

I can almost hear Heath's famous saying : Oh! Those (teenager's) raging hormones. He is so hilarious yet so true. Teenagers let their hormones control them. Every actions done by teenagers, are instructed of proteins. It is not always wrong to follow your hormones, but following your hormones implies that you are not thinking clearly, therefore those actions often results in catastrophe.
It's true that I carelessly got trapped and controlled by the hormones. There was a girl. She blew off my mind like a dynamite. I wasn't conscious about it, but i realised that i always go goo-goo gaa-gaa over her. Maybe because she has the pheromones that attract me. Who knows......
Before i knew it, i started constantly researching about her through every way, every channel i could. I swear it was sub-conscious until i realise what i have been doing. It never happen to me before. I gain a lot of information and insights about her. She, already seems to be the perfect girl(maybe except her height) on my first encounter, became more and more perfect as i uncover more things about her. I realised that she became an important part of my thought, my action and sometimes, my speech.
Today i did that again. I found her blog. I was like Oh my gosh, i uncover the "holy grail" of my quest to discover her and what made her into who she is now[sounds wrong, Anyway...]. I found that she is more than who i thought she is. She is just way above me. I don't even think i am worthy to even get to know her. She is so amazing. So wholesome. So wonderful, glorious, elegant.......[ran out of adjectives]. I suddenly felt confused, depressed at the same time. I question myself why, why did i feel that way.... She is just a friend, that's all. then, i found a logical explanation of my emotions. I am in love. This time, its true....
I regretted knowing that. I regretted not taking life seriously. regretted knowing the truth. Its the first time i truly agree that "Ignorance is bliss"

Untitled

2007-06-16T14:51:00.001+08:00

The Paul Goldin Clinics - Colorgenics Test

Take the test. It's free

I've tried and i got this.......

You are a very sensitive person and you try hard (perhaps a little toohard) to make favourable impressions and to be recognised by yourpeers. But you have that inherent need to feel appreciated and admiredand you are easily hurt if all of your endeavours go by unappreciatedor not acknowledged. Stop trying so hard.

You are totally dissatisfied with your present situation. Matters are notgoing right for you and you are seeking a means of escape. Your mentalstate of mind necessitates that you need to change your thinkingpatterns. Remember, if one particular modus operandi doesn't seem towork, then try something different.

You are a perfectionist ineverything that you put your hand to. You are demanding and veryexacting in the standards you apply to your choice of colleagues andfriends -perhaps you demand too much from people. That perfection youseek in a particular person is illusive - perhaps it does not evenexist.

The stress and tension that you are experiencing at this timeis perhaps due to your inability to achieve security and appreciationfrom those closest to you. This is resulting in considerable pressures.You find the situation as it stands most frustrating. You are the sortof person that would like to experience all and everything veryintensely but unfortunately you are not receiving the warmth andunderstanding that you feel you are entitled to. Matters are not goingtoo well. You seek a sympathetic ear but it is not forthcoming. Thissituation is extremely nerve-racking - and what is more humiliating isthat no-one seems to care and you are powerless to do anything about it.

Youare being very dogmatic, insisting that there is to be absolutely noequivocation whatsoever about your achievements and accomplishments.

Feeling quite miserable now.

It just not me to believe in test like this. I think i should accept what people [and tests] think of me and not be under the illusion that i am who i think i am.

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Chinese Vs Korean Vs Japanese [Damn funny]

2007-06-15T22:30:00.001+08:00

Check this out.....

Korean Girls & Beauty: A Comparison? - Asia Finest Discussion Forum

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