Dylan (I felt stupid just watching her exist.) says: (3:24:52 AM) oh, cedric Dylan (I felt stupid just watching her exist.) says: (3:25:12 AM) if you don't visit singapore regularily throughout the rest of yor life, i will make fun of you so hard
omg. the coolest way to receive an award. lol. with two and a half minutes of a continuous rain of conffetti, i think this is among the grandest awards ever presented lol. and whoa... she's 35 years old O_O
and ahahaha some kind of... "divine" encouragement. some decent turntable-ing there heh love the mixing too. adds on to the ambience. awesome.
the pro djs always make a friggin good impression when they start. like the one i saw at cine today... man, andrew chow certainly deserves his awards (4 times DMC champion). i should be glad he'll be my instructor for the next 7 lessons.
a shame i didn't like the video so much earlier. was kinda put off by the dancers' masks the first time cheryl showed me the vid x) reminded me of spidey/venom lol xP
always loved the song tho! <3
the dance might be kinda cheesy, but it's friggin cool!
she seems truly in bliss... in JOY. and her first infant son died just months before her award... goodness... =\
"JOY TO THE MUSIC! JOY TO THE WORLD! PEACE!" lolol x)
whoa there's even a sparkle of light on the award at the end of it all. lol.
30 Sept - Lunch w/ Khooky, Colin 1300 | Collect photos 1700 hrs | DJ 1730 hrs 01 Oct - Copy VCD for Gran, return VCDs | Return Neoprints | Send out the photos 02 Oct - 05 Oct - 07 Oct - 09 Oct - 14 Oct - 16 Oct - 18 Oct - Prep all gear - clean all optics, charge all batteries, format all cards. 20 Oct - Canon photo marathon 0700 hrs. 21 Oct - 23 Oct - 28 Oct - 30 Oct - Prepare to cancel phone plans and any other subscriptions. 04 Nov - 06 Nov - 11 Nov - 13 Nov - 14 Nov - Everything out. 16 Nov - Check-in by 1100 hrs.
this is the second time this week i wanted to shoot myself in the head.
what a great week.
probably the first time i cried when on the phone with someone too.
maybe it wasn't even noticed.
i hope i never made that happen to anyone... i think i already did it before though... sigh.
just taking a few lessons at the end of the 6th day of the awesome week:
be satisfied with whatever one has achieved even if no one appreciates what you're doing
to err is human. if i made a mistake, no one else else can forgive me except myself
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if you get a high post in office/if you are in the good books of your superiors, and your... comrades gain nothing much out of that... sometimes, some of them will call you an apple polisher, a suck-up...
if ou get a high post in office/if you are in the good books of your superiors, and you help some of your comrades with that power... for good or bad... they'll be on good terms with you...
...and sometimes... people say stupid things...
just end the life of a fool.
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wtf... just when i needed to do a lot of reading... i realised i sent most of my books back home with my dad already =(
just lemme bite the pill and shoot myself now.
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sigh... i am very grateful for the people who went out of their way to help an idiot like me... wenjun, charlene... thanks... i have never properly thanked you guys before... but thanks a lot really... i hope i'll get a chance to return the favour.
to those who've been there to hear me... thanks too... yc... we seldom talk but haha.. the few times we did, thanks... melvyn... thanks... you've been with me through the worst of times... and i regret i didn't do the same... pt... thanks... vielen dank.
ich mochte bitte zahlen.
and for that maybe i'll not die just yet...
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too afraid to die, too afraid to live eh?
what fine lines they are my dear...
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ultaviolet...
baby baby baby light my way...
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in the light of the sun, is there anyone? oh it has begun... oh dear you look so lost, eyes are red and tears are shed, this world you must've crossed...you said...
you don't know me, you don't even care, you don't know me, you don't wear my chains...
essential and appealed, carry all your thoughts across an open field, when flowers gaze at you...they're not the only ones who cry when they see you you said...
you don't know me, you don't even care, you don't know me, you don't wear my chains...
she said i think i'll go to boston... i think i'll start a new life, i think i'll start it over, where no one knows my name, i'll get out of california, i'm tired of the weather, i think i'll get a lover and fly em out to spain... i think i'll go to boston, i think that i'm just tired i think i need a new tow, to leave this all behind... i think i need a sunrise, i'm tired of the sunset, i hear it's nice in the summer, some snow would be nice... boston...where no one knows my name...
help the aged one day they were just like you drinking smoking cigs and sniffing glue
help the aged help the muthafuckin aged don't just put them in a home don't put them in a mofo home can't have much fun in there all on their own
me nan is 63, her name be sheila she always on the phone to a muthafuckin deala she won't be gettin stuff she always wear a feela(?) she still get jiggy in her boyfriend's free wheela(?)
me say the O.A.P. yeah you know me me say the O.A.P. yeah you know me me say the O.A.P. yeah you know me me said the O. A. and the double P, yo. ugh!
me nan can't live from her little pension she smoked the herb just to ease the tension she got a leak in a place i won't mention yeah they gents called it water retention
big bimma who stole me nan's zimma big bimma who stole me nan's zimma big bimma who stole me nan's zimma it don't matter now she's three stones slimma
help the aged ? cause one day they were just like you keep off the crack keep off the crack keep off the crack help the aged respect the nan help the aged shake your booty boy, shake your booty, shake your booty help the aged jarvis, the famous booty, shakin the booty help the aged help yourself help the aged
If one of these days... a friend you haven't talked to for a long time calls you out of nowhere, how would you respond?
So many people are so afraid that people are trying to sell them something. Or join them in some business venture Or think they might be recruited into some pyramid scheme..
"these so-called 'friends'", some would say.
Well, I think some of these friends are not the "friends" you might think they are.
They might not want to... cheat, you, of your money.
Some sincerely think they would be helping you. Their zeal is their curse as much as it is a blessing to them..
Their zeal causes them to be proud... and feel superior. It clouds their judgement.
So please don't be so quick to dismiss and think ill of the novices in the "p2p" marketing business.
Yes, there are some risky, and probably even deceitful businesses, but there are businesses with very good corporate cultures as well.
How do you know? Well, one of the situations I experienced, I will never forget: once you sign the papers, or once you pay the money, their service towards you seems... not very enthusiastic... little by little... or even immediately.
I miss my colleagues... I feel sorry to have fallen out of line... lol. oh well, maybe i would be back again... maybe not... i am very thankful for them... of them...
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It's funny how I seem to learn more about businesses from others than my own dad.
I've seen/heard so much about him. Seeing him with the relatives, it feels as if he's a... big towkay... of sorts. Sigh I wish I could learn more from him...
A shame we aren't very close.
After NS... after looking at the jobs... the competition... my need for experience... looking at where my dad is now, generous mom, 4 fortunate children... 2 countries to call home... wow. if i can be... half the-
nah... i should be more... not only carry on his achievements... but to greater heights.
but he's already done so much T_T
My aunt was like saying, you're only what, 20 years old!
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I feel like I am lagging behind...
lol An acquaintance told me, take these 2 years of military life, as an experience that would put you ahead of those who have not been through it before.
ah, the glass is half full eh?
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Anyway, I went to Nijyumaru for the first time in my life today. I was impressed... though I wasn't really like blown away like when I saw the lobby of Parkview Square, the place far exceeded expectations.
4 years since it opened... the business seems to thrive now. The souz/chief chef is my aunt's nephew, aunt and uncle runs the restaurant, dad... the investor i suppose.
Tales of how they maintained the highest quality, used only the freshest ingredients, how they went on an advertising blitz themselves at the start... wow.
the food and drinks, wow. worth way more than its value.
The spirit of the staff they all greet in a collective voice. The chefs smartly dressed the waitresses pretty, as if my aunt had handpicked the best...
great ambience, design n all... they have a marine aquarium oooo XD
...lol people even stole the menus... I hope they're not the competitors -_-
maybe i'll link the pics... pics that don't really seem to do justice.
I worry too much... too much for a person who knew of impermanence.
knew. of. and i'm glad to be reminded of its true meaning again...
I watched documentaries about time and space today.
tick tock tick tock...
some say time is the only constant. through science, we know that time is not a constant. not according to einstein anyway.
if all things are impermanent in this world... then nothing can last..
from the understanding of this truth, one should be able to free oneself of all worries, for there is no need to crave... no need to be attached to anything... no need to suffer so much for loss...
but... I seem to still crave for a mortal life.
that means I crave to suffer.
is life worth the suffering?
the immortals must laugh at my ignorance now...
to live is to suffer.
to live is to enjoy all things worldly, no matter how quickly pleasures will disappear... boredom taking over.
Chaos.
the four powers of chaos: Decay. Excess. Change. Violence.
I think I'm a pleasure seeker. A hedonist...
I strive for perfection... or I used to. perhaps i still do.
Excess.
The wise, virtuous say... "All things in moderation."
I seem to like certain repetitive things... songs probably being the best example... electronic music... the same phrases sung over and over again...
and I seem to repeat those favourite tunes... almost as if I would like to get bored with them quickly so I could, perhaps, move on to indulge myself in other songs...
interests could fade...
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881 is wonderful. I loved the songs. The acting was awesome. The people so beautiful.
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I watched my family go.. sadness fills the heart...
I want to go with them to... I want to go home together with them... I wished that it could happen.
But, I finish army later; my sisters shouldn't miss school.
And... I suppose it'll be good to hang around a bit. But I do it only for you.
Myself and my mom, maybe dad hoped that I could go back as soon as possible. settle down, confirm the place in university, and help them run the business which I loved to.
now... to seek out film crews to work with... paying jobs I hope...
or I can work at the underwater world.
now, do I go for money, or dreams? do I work as a cashier, earning more, or work as a guide, earning less?
I miss some friends... but certain things... would have to stay... and things have changed..
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"be the change you want to see in the world"
i wish i was surrounded by people who share the same dreams as i do...
seriously. sometimes i think i'm getting more stupid as time goes by.
i shouldn't be thinking like that though... it'll only make it worse.
so. anyways.
highlight of the day/evening: culture shock.
well it wasn't the first time i've been to SE. so yeah, busy place, lots of deals and transactions...
well it is a good plan... but, nothing feels as great as being part of the BWW/Amway family.
impressions: saw the president of SE. okay, busy man, well dressed... typical businessman.
no one could ever match up to Richard DeVos. the way he has been described in books... then again, those are books... not what I have witnessed. perhaps. but, still Rich is legend.
well, people treat him well. but his response? hmmm...
in bww almost everyone treats every one else great. almost all the time.
so anyways... the talking... etc... and then making the decision...
sometimes, the more i think of it i kinda felt i should've joined fuzzy. ah well. the road has been chosen. make the best of it then eh.
when i make it out, i'm gonna make some changes...
hmmm... the next greatest revelation from watching the Secret again would be... how there is no... particular role you play in life.
it's just, what you want to do.
so what do i want to do?
besides having a family of my own... besides having a lovely home...
hmmm. career wise... something that will make a lot of money without having to put in too much effort after some time..
and... what else
argh, thoughts of humanitarian causes fill the head but i dunno...
well, thinking of something more... lay: producing the wh40k: hh movies.
grand and ambitious... yes... i would need the best film making team ever.
if setting that/those goals would make certain things easier...
so i'm thinking, what comp to get O_o
my laptop's broken but still functional... so i'm not in need of one... not urgently at least.
but if i were to get one laptop, it'll be small, light, can play all media types smoothly... and a great plus but not really necessary: a tablet.
so so, a desktop. a 24 inch iMac (Sgd $3388, inclusive display screen) or a Mac Pro? (Sgd $4388, excluding display screen) and the screen costs at least a thousand.
for personal use, i just want it to run Parallel (microsoft windows) smoothly so i can play all games. and, play those games with maxed out stats, smoothly too.
if i can do those on the comp, it should have no problem editing/rendering videos and pictures eh?
okay. since i won't need a computer that can create industrial quality movies... i guess i don't need something so kickass as the Mac Pro, do I?
I just hope SFU has good facilities.
Maybe I'll upgrade the 24 inch... hmmm.
ah well. wait for Leopard... october... darn couldn't it be released before the gst hike x)
i miss you... so much... every time i look at it...
give piggy a lil squeeze on its left hand and i'll hear your voice...
^_^
ah that's just so great! there's no way i can forget your voice then...
-a moment later-
oh no! what if the power runs out?? =(
*panic.fear.stress*
>_<
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fridayyy
well, I'm really blessed.
first my friend had a friend who works at canon at funan. so he got his friend to print out some pictures for us. she used their best printer. she didn't charge us a cent at all.
wow. i would have had to spend around $145 to print all those out. can i be more grateful.
i gotta find out more about their printers... the quality was awesome. unbelievable.
then i went to konota at peninsula plaza had to print out a couple of pictures that couldn't be read at canon found out what the problem was, but laptop's battery died before i could upload my pics onto the memory card the shopkeepers, despite being very busy, found a power point for me to continue my work also, they got the photos printed within 10 minutes. whoa. they're awesome. got both speed and quality.
Waking up to find another day The moon got lost again last night But now the sun has finally had its say I guess I feel alright
But it hurts when I think When I let it sink in It's all over me I'm lying here in the dark I'm watching you sleep, it hurts a lot & all I know is You've got to give me everything Nothing less cause You know I give you all of me
I give you everything that I am I'm handin' over everything that I've got Cause I wanna have a really true love Don't ever wanna have to go & give you up Stay up till Four In The Morning & the tears are pouring & I want to make it worth the fight What have we been doing for all this time? Baby if we're gonna do it, come on do it right
All I wanted was to know I'm safe Don't want to lose the love I've found Remember when you said that you would change Don't let me down It's not fair how you are I can't be complete, can you give me more? And all I know is You got to give me everything And nothing less cause You know I give you all of me
I give you everything that I am I'm handin' over everything that I've got Cause I wanna have a really true love Don't ever wanna have to go & give you up Stay up till Four In The Morning & the tears are pouring & I want to make it worth the fight What have we been doing for all this time? Baby if we're gonna do it, come on do it right
Oh please, you know what I need Save all your love up for me We can't escape the love Give me everything that you have
And all I know is You got to give me everything And nothing less cause You know I give you all of me
I give you everything that I am I'm handin' over everything that I've got Cause I wanna have a really true love Don't ever wanna have to go & give you up Stay up till Four In The Morning & the tears are pouring & I want to make it worth the fight What have we been doing for all this time? Baby if we're gonna do it, come on do it right
Now I know That I can't make you stay But where's your heart? But where's your heart? But where's your...
And I know There's nothing I can say To change that part To change that part To change...
So many Bright lights, they cast a shadow But can I speak? Well is it hard understanding I'm incomplete A life that's so demanding I get so weak A love that's so demanding I can't speak
I am not afraid to keep on living I am not afraid to walk this world alone Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven Nothing you can say can stop me going home
Can you see My eyes are shining bright Cause I'm out here On the other side Of a jet black hotel mirror And I'm so weak Is it hard understanding I'm incomplete A love that's so demanding I get weak
These bright lights have always blinded me These bright lights have always blinded me I say
I see you lying next to me With words I thought I'd never speak Awake and unafraid Asleep or dead
(How can I see, I see you lying) 'Cause I see you lying next to me (How can I see, I see you lying) With words I thought I'd never speak (How can I see, I see you lying) Awake and unafraid (How can I see, I see you lying) Asleep or dead
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Am I not afraid to walk this world alone?
Possible... but how boring.
And in the midst of all the chaos that have transpired... there is only one name the voice cries out for.. ultraviolet.
=)
Sigh... feel kinda sad for the stories meant for some people... they were never told... and... mostly forgotten. lost forever? maybe..
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hey hey you you i don't like your girlfriend no way no way think you need a new one hey hey you you i could be your girlfriend
hey hey you you i know that you like me no way no way no it's not a secret hey hey you you i want to be your girlfriend
lol.
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When you grow up Livin' like a good boy oughta And your mama Takes a shine to her best son Something different All the girls they seem to like you Cause you're handsome Like to talk and a whole lot of fun
But now your girl's gone a missin' And your house has got an empty bed The folks'll wonder 'bout the wedding They won't listen to a word you said
Gonna take your mama out all night Yeah we'll show her what it's all about We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne We'll let the good times all roll out And if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad We're gonna sing along no matter what Because the dancers don't mind at the New Orleans If you tip 'em and they make a cut
Do it Take your mama out all night So she'll have no doubt That we're doing oh the best we can We're gonna do it Take your mama out all night You can stay up late 'cause baby you're a full grown man
It's a struggle Livin' like a good boy oughta In the summer Watchin' all the girls pass by When your mama Heard the way that you'd been talking I tried to tell you That all she'd wanna do is cry
Now we end up takin' the long way home Lookin' overdressed wearin' buckets of stale cologne It's so hard to see streets on a country road When your glasses in the garbage And your Continental's just got towed
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ah yes... a letter for everyone before i go... damn i'll miss em.
lol funny how things happen two of my loveliest friends found their guys... about the same time.. sweet XD
I was just thinking that... gosh, there're so many people who don't know what they want to study... don't know what they like... don't know what kind of job they should be doing. Maybe they do know, maybe they're just too shy to talk about it...
I was happy... thinking that I would go into film, graphics and all that.
But like so many times before, even in the midst of major projects I question myself why I'm doing them. Gotta have some time to pull myself together sometimes.
The question of finances...
Right now I just have a destination in mind. The destination, which is the starting line of another stage in life. From this moment, where I am now, to that destination, I don't know how I'm getting there at all... it seems so clouded... but I have faith I would be there, at the end, at the new beginning.
Sometimes I'm very motivated to do certain things for the platoon, and then the people whom I am about to work for just discourages you... the very people whom you try to please.
I can't wait to get out of that, to get out of the army.
Like Arthur once put it, "We are the unappreciated, doing the unecessary, for the ungrateful bastards"
Couldn't have put it any better.
My... friends... have left, and the rest are leaving. Now I'm with the new guys, a few perceived dependable and helpful.
glad to see you remember me, hweemin =P it's great to hear from ya =)
I wonder what it would be like... to leave this place... for a long... long time.
"Today I realised… That I am not ready to love someone else that much anymore… If she doesn’t feel the same for me.
It can not go on anymore… The pain from loving you will kill my love for my closest friend And cast me into melancholic disdain for everything
I wish I could have been as persistent before… But things have changed…
I’d rather stay single and know my love for her is true and resolute Than let it all fall apart"
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"Walk Away" -
Does she rub your feet When you've had a long day And scratch your scalp When you take out your braids Does she know you like to play PS2 'Til 6 in the morning like I do
The funny feeling in my stomach. Some warm sensation… Almost as if I downed some alcohol… Not that sizzling warmth though.
And these days I feel a little… crazy. Almost drunk-like. I think less about consequences… I feel… almost no fear.
But it wasn’t drunkenness. I don’t feel like I was pulled down… or swinging down to the ground. But I felt a little bit dizzy-ish.
And the indigestion again… Ha. Perhaps the food has fermented in my stomach eh? I must be quite out of my mind to think about that.
The view from higher up… This was the first time I wondered how our pilots feel... As I watched one of our fighters flew above the housing estate near the train station.
How does it feel, to fly above our very own landmarks, clusters of our trademark apartments, our homes… What sense of pride, honour, privilege and… weight. How responsible and how big a part they play in the nation’s defence…
Through heaven’s eyes… it could be easier to see the big picture. To see the entirety of things. To see what a big world it is we live in, and all that’s at stake.
Turning around, a foreign worker looks out of the window of the train. We see the construction site beside the mall. It has been several months since they’ve started the project. I wonder what he was feeling too… The months of work, bit by bit, what may seem mundane and insignificant, and heaven forbid, unappreciated and taken for granted. Things are beginning to take shape now… the large basement sections are clearly visible from our height. They were digging away the earth from the superstructure… like scavengers tearing flesh off a carcass, leaving only the skeleton behind.
Why are people working in labour intensive jobs paid so little and get so little respect? Is this the bad side of a “meritocratic” society? Where people and things of “value-addedness” have a high price tag on them? Some say if getting a degree meant that you would only get paid as high as a janitor, why study so hard? I find it rather insulting to all those people who work so hard on the fields, and on dangerous and hazardous work sites. I mean, all in all we should just do what we want and not follow some trend. Which is what our country is very good at doing; following orders, being obedient… not sure what you want ar? Just follow law/lor. Yeah, some of us like, join in a long queue, then ask the person in front what he or she is queuing up for.
I believe that if we truly be ourselves, do what we want, and want what we really want, we would never all want the same things. Not everyone wants to drive a BMW, and not everyone minds living in a small, cosy flat. A teacher of mine said, those janitors, blue collared workers are doing things most people probably don’t want to do. Doesn’t that make them a minority. And all things little, and essential, don’t they cost a lot? What if one day they decide not to clear our garbage? Don’t you think they’re kind of exploited now?
Hmmm… if I just sit here and bitch about this I’m probably not gonna do anything good for them. Anything issue and problem put up worth solving should be presented with a solution along with it. I wonder if the solution to this could be as easy as… for example; cleaning companies being bold as to ask for higher fees for their services, paying their employees as much as they deserve. And of course, people requiring their services be more willing to fork out the money.
However, it is also noted that, Singapore’s construction companies are filled with Chinese and Indian nationals, and our janitorial teams, and goodness, some security teams, are manned by our senior citizens. Interesting situation, wouldn’t you say?
Oh well, take all of this as some bored guy ranting about. For he doesn’t really know the social and economical situation too well, or what impacts changes like these could bring…
Ahh, the last time I’d see dad, till a few months later; soon, when I’m almost discharged from the army. I shall see everyone again.
He drove me to where we were all meeting up, early in the morning, though not as early as the last time. Met Evvone, Steven’s sister for the first time, along with Yuequan, Meiyan, Yongcheng and his friend Tengda. We exchanged greetings, which we haven’t for a long time. Steven came to find us, and brought us to meet with the rest at the office where we will be checking in.
There seems to be considerably few of us this time… well, it was to our advantage though. We had a luxury coach this time, the first of quite a few pleasant surprises to come. There were video consoles, and chairs with massage function that I didn’t find especially comforting. My video system seemed pretty messed up, bad volume, can’t switch channels… watched this rather interesting Chinese show, this guy used his “slow” good friend as a gigolo to pay back his debts. Quite an eye opener, how the guy twists meanings to convince his “brother” into the business. It all seemed so innocent... and the women who hired the services, so strange in their mentality, even the beautiful.
Anyways, there wasn’t anything interesting to watch after so I continued reading The Flight of the Einsenstein, before going on to watch some music videos which I downloaded the night before.
Upon arriving at the city, we took cabs to the hotel. Steven preferred to catch the cabs off the street than hire those near the bus station. Could be a good choice. The latter charged high fixed prices. The way they snatched our maps from our fingers was kind of… how should I say, unsettling? Traffic congestions… it must be a character of the city. Paying more attention to the roads during this trip, it felt a bit like I was looking at a very present Mos Eisley or Mos Espa… those rustic streets of Datooine. I wonder if I should be glad for the tight control of Singapore’s government.
We waited while Steven and Irene picked what sort of rooms we would be spending our next two nights in. They decided on two VIP rooms, and one executive room which would accommodate all ten of us. The hotel was almost finished, but oh were we delighted when we opened the first of the VIP room. A spacious living room with two adjacent bedrooms. The style was rather minimalist. It was great, but it lacked some element that made it almost as serene as those zen-ish homes we see in photos.
The four ladies took that room, Steven and Irene took the executive room, while the four of us guys occupied the other VIP room. The layout was the same, but we had a great view of the city, with the Petronas towers in the distance.
We settled down and relaxed for a bit before heading out, to Times Square. It was a large and majestic building. It reminded me of Parkview Square and Takashimaya, impressive, spacious…
Our first stop was… lunch. And the foodcourt was rather deserted. So quiet… and soon we realized that the entire mall wasn’t really crowded at all. It was kind of sad, I thought the place was rather cool, with an indoor rollercoaster and amusement park. The place was probably boring to the locals after awhile. I heard stories later as I was queuing for the rollercoaster, that queues usually spread across levels of the mall. I was eager and excited, at the same time kind of nervous. It was my first time on a steel roller coaster, and I thought it would be very thrilling. Observing the ride earlier, it seemed to be very well designed. I was surprised they could fit loops and cockscrews in the confines of the mall. The ride would take us almost dangerously close to people walking on the corridors, other rides along the way, as well as passing by elevators. Haha, playing rollercoaster tycoon actually makes it easier to appreciate such things.
We went on the ride twice, yelling during the first and doing the opposite on the second. It’s a pity I didn’t get to wear my glasses… it was exciting but it wasn’t as intense as I thought it would be. Instead, some of the less elaborate rides were even more intense. What was most thrilling to me were the rides that have you falling or swinging backwards with frequent upside down turns… I’m glad we didn’t regurgitate our dinner.
After the rides, we paid a quick visit to Borders, where I spent a few minutes to look for Horus Heresy: False Gods. I was quite surprised that it was sold out… even in Malaysia. The series really took off. I still dream of making the film… it’s a big dream.
After getting an extension for our stay at Times Square, we went to the arcade to play some shooters before doing some shopping. There were quite a number of good deals for shoes there. I was tempted to buy so many of them. There were some cool ties and hats around too.
We went back to the hotel and relaxed. Air conditioning, a huge bed and comfy sofas… I haven’t felt so at ease in a long time. Ah yea, not to forget the warm shower.
The first day of conference was awesome. Got an awesome speaker from China, and an expert on human behavior from Canada to speak to us. It was inspirational, motivating and enlightening. I felt guilty on the second day though. I spent almost all the time after the human behavior course reading the Flight of the Einsenstein.
We kind of, rushed off before the conference formally ended. To avoid missing our bus home. We checked out, collected our belongings and cabbed to the bus station.
This time, we’re taking a first class coach home. We had some time to kill before the coach set off so we went to the food center nearby. Did time pass so quickly, the drivers came asking for Steven. “7 o’clock ar. Five minutes.” And with a nod, they left. We had no choice but to ask for takeaway instead. My food wasn’t even cooked yet, but Meiyan and Yuequan were kind to offer theirs. We found out later that the coach served dinner as well.
I was pleased to know that there were a number of not-so-old movies on the bus. I watched the Chronicles of Narnia, then Cassanova. I thought Cassanova was rather funny, rather light hearted for some serious, big issues in a rapidly modernizing society.
I suppose that was a good getaway from the usual weekends…
One of my most enjoyable driving lessons yet. Got this humorous instructor with me this time. Hassim started off by, “wah that girl power sia”, “eh look at that one behind, not bad ar?” Then we went on to talk about businesses, how I should set up some breakfast and supper business, starting from home before moving out to some shop when the business picks up in speed and size. Import our own coffee, the strong Singapore brew? Sell em’ cheap, people would flock to the store. Sounds good to me, though there were a number of questions… he also mentioned doing cheap haircuts, along with his intentions to open a barber shop in Arabia, maybe in Dubai. He spoke of how he got swindled in his first business… as people tricked him into paying more for starting the business, and exaggerating the profits he would make, then delays him from quitting the business. And the interest in lottery. Very intriguing.
This is what you are supposed to cut and paste if you decide to participate in the tagging game. Each player of this game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog.
1) While I probably used to be kinda "diplomatic", always wanting to be fair to any side, take the middle ground... I find myself being more extreme of late. I seem to be following the "IT'S ALL OR NOTHING DAMNIT" kind of way now =\
2) Still singing even though I know my voice s0x0rs. Sorry fellas x)
3) Have these energy bursts at times... can go working undeterred no matter what happens for a short period of time, then sink into nonsensical inner debates and wonder why on earth I'm working my ass off. Sometimes I could almost convince myself that Everything is Pointless at the End.
4) The deepest level of hell is reserved for traitors... betrayers. So they say, so I learnt from Dante's Inferno. Some say... you can depend on everyone, yes... some of those you can depend on them to turn on you. “A Heretic may see the truth and seek redemption. He may be forgiven his past and will be absolved in death. A Traitor can never be forgiven. A Traitor will never find peace in this world or the next. There is nothing as wretched or as hated in all the world as a Traitor." - Cardinal Khrysdam: Instructum Absolutio On another note... I must learn to guard my jealousy, and my prejudice...
5) nothing compares to the truthful, adoring look in the most beautiful eyes.
6) Can't stop falling asleep... Why on earth is it so difficult to stay awake??? XO
friends who are tagged - sara, cheryl, dax, dylan, tina, wee
lol few would probably see this hmm. 666... what is this... some devil is studying human psych? xD
some people are friends with you because there's something you can do for them or maybe they feel that you'll be able to help them somehow... someday in the future...
not putting it in a nice way you're friends because he/she has a use for you
okay, how nice of them. but i guess i kinda treat people like that myself as well... in the past at least..
and sometimes people aren't appreciative of the things you do
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my dog pissed me off... and i disciplined her for a long while...
thinking back, i could've been too harsh
keep me away from the children for the time being please.
i don't know why i lost my patience that evening.
grah.
keep having these visions... of me... and my kid... son... daughter... in my embrace pointing them towards a direction... smiling... talking to them about our infinite potential...
to groom and help him/her be a good leader... to achieve more than i could ever have... in his/her own unique way...
"...All this changed on November 12, 1992. Dr. Lee Pulos gave a speech in the areas of psychology and personal growth. At one point in the speech, he related a statistic based on fascinating scientific research: At birth, humans have approximately 120 million glial cells, active neurons in the brain. Over time, through a natural process called pruning, unused neurons become dormant. As adults, we each end up with about ten billion active neurons available for conscious and subconscious brain activity..."
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