ephemeralism

i come to realise that blogging is stupid for a multitude of reasons and while i regret taking so long to come to this conclusion, i'm just as forgiving of myself, because we all will come to realise certain things someday, somehow.

a colleague of mine didn't really come to work this week except for one day. it's just quite strange how nobody ever mentioned him...i mean we're colleagues but is that all to it? don't you even show the least concern, like ask about how he is and stuff? of course if he's the chao geng type then you will want to think twice. but he's unlikely to be.

point is, how transient things are. that's his favourite word. it's nothing to do with being emotional, or giving the oh-im-so-concerned-about-him kinda philosophy. it's really being concerned about people. i bet when most ppl ORD their colleagues just don't give a shit bout them. of course if you don't give a damn bout people you will get back the same cold treatment. but if u take it to another level, can i also propose that life's like that. you return as ashes, and that's all that's left. memories fade, everything else too.

so. do give a shit.

mobile gym

Let me introduce you to my mobile gym.

The Scott Speedster

Though not the highest end i.e. Trek, Cervelo etc etc but it's functional. Yupp

and then you ask why do i leave the helmet there. that's cruising at 17.3 km/h: you don't need a helmet then, trust me.

b-e-a-utiful

here's a no-brainer - spot the cloud ring













saturdays at east coast park. find it a chore to bring my camera with me, but when I do, I try to put it to good use?

Lose Control

music make u lose control
music make u lose control

(Fatman Scoop)
lets go
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
here we go now
here we go now
here we go now
here we go now
watch out now
(music make u lose control)
misdemeanors in da house
ciaras in da house
misdemeanors in tha house
fat man scoop man scoop man scoop

(Missy Elliot)
ive got a cute face
chubby waist
thick legs n shape
rump shakin both wayz
make u do a double take
plan rocka show stopa
flo froppa head knocka
beat stalla tail droppa
do ma thang muthafukas
ma rose royce lamborghini
blu madina alwayz beamin
ragtop chrome pipes
blu lights outta sight
no me sow it n
set it n sow it n
make dat money tho it n
booty bouncin gon hit

(Missy Elliot & Ciara)
everybody here
get it outta control
get yo backs off tha wall
cuz misdemeanor said so
everybody
everybody
everybody

(Missy Elliot)
everybody

(Ciara)
well ma name iz ciara
4 all u fly fellaz
no 1 can do it betta

(Missy Elliot)
she’ll sing on acapella

(Ciara)
boy tha music
makes me lose control

(Missy Elliot)
we gon make u lose control
and let it go 4 u kno
u gon hit tha flo

i rok 2 da beat till im tired (tired)
walk n da club it’s fiya(fiya)
get it krunk and wired
wave ya hands scream louda
if u smoke den fiya it up
bring da roof down
den holla
if u tipsy stand up
dj turn it louda
take sumbody by da waist den uh
now tho it in dey face like uh
hypnotic robotic
this here will rok yo bodies
take sumbody by da waist den uh
now tho it in dey face like uh
systematica static
this hit be automatic

work wait
work work work wait
work work work wait
work work work wait
do it right

(Fatman Scoop)
hit tha floor hit tha floor
hit tha floor hit tha floor
hit tha floor hit tha floor
hit tha floor

(Missy Elliot & Ciara)
everybody here
get it outta control
get yo backs off tha wall
cuz misdemeanor said so
everybody
everybody
everybody

(Missy Elliot)
everybody

(Fatman Scoop)
lets go

(Missy Elliot)
everybody here
get it outta control

(Ciara)
get yo backs off da wall)
(Missy Elliot)
cuz misdemeanor said

(Ciara)
so
everybody
everybody
everybody

(Missy Elliot)
everybody
get loose

(Fatman Scoop)
put yo back on tha wall
put yo back on tha wall
putyo back on tha wall
put yo back on tha wall


misdemeanors in da house
ciaras in da house
misdemeanors in tha house
(music make u lose control)
we on fiya
we on fiya
we on fiya
we on fiya
now tho it gurl
tho it gurl
tho it gurl
tho it gurl
yeah
now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl
now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl
now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl
now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl
lets go now lets go now lets go now
wooo lets go
should i bring it back right now
now bring it back now
woooo oohhh
i see u c
now ima iam do it like c did
now shake it gurl
cum on and jus shake it gurl
cum on and jus shake it gurl
cum on and jus shake it gurl
cum on and let it pop right gurl
cum on and let it pop right gurl
cum on and let it pop right gurl
now bak it up gurl
bak it up gurl
bak it up gurl
bak it up gurl
woooo woooo woooo
go go
bring it 2 da front gurl go go
bring it 2 da front gurl go go
bring it 2 da front gurl go go
bring it 2 da front gurl lets go lets go lets go
wooo

those were the days

Our little gathering after the hwachong track anniversary a few weeks ago.

Things have changed. And that is an understatement.
A few familiar faces, but the good throng of them are strangers. I don't remember looking so kiddish when I was young. The speeches by the captains...they all seem so childish. It's just not the hwachong it used to be anymore. The way things were conducted. There was no authority, not many good seniors back, no inspirational speeches. All too unfamiliar.

What's left of my track days. The three of us.

Office life sucks. Consider it lucky I'm there, but some people don't make life easy.

Three people have been hauled to court for making racist comments. tsk tsk.

randomness

hate myself for being so lazy

on unbearable pain

sometimes it gets so unreasonably, unjustifiably painful, you feel that piercing a sharpened pole through your shoulder might be better after all

waxing lyrical

George Michael - Jesus to a Child

Kindness in your eyes
I guess you heard me cry
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

I'm blessed, I know
Heaven sent and heaven stole
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

And what have I learned
From all this pain?
I thought I'd never feel the same
About anyone
Or anything again
But now I know

When you find love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to youOn those cold, cold nights
When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you
When there's no hope in sight
Sadness in your eyes
No one guessed, or no one tried
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

Loveless and cold
With your last breath you saved my soul
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

And what have I learned
From all these
I've waited for you all those years
And just when it began
He took your love away
But I still say

When you find love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to you
On those cold, cold nights
When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you
When there's no hope in sight

So the words you could not say
I'll sing them for you
And the love we would have made
I'll make it for two
For every single memory
Has become a part of me
You will always be
My love
Well, I've been loved
So I know just what love is
And the lover that I kissed
Is always by my side
Oh the lover I still miss

Was Jesus to a child

eternity

a taste of eternity is now

borrowed thoughts

The following extract is from dalena.blogspot.com (dalena if you're reading this i hope you're not pissed that i lifted this from your blog)

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It's strange how I can be surrounded by dozens of people, smiling, laughing, chatting merrily like there's nothing more to life than having fun, yet feel so alone all the same. It almost seems like the more people there are, the more alone I feel.

I don't want much, I just don't want to be stranded alone in this endless blue sea. Perhaps I'm just not made to drift from place to place like I always thought I was, perhaps I should find a comfortable spot to hurl an anchor down at and make it my home.

Maybe surrounded by/A million people I/Still feel all alone/I just wanna go home

I just wanna go home.

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i find what this ex-schoomate of mine wrote in her blog very close to my heart. and then u realise perhaps people who seem to have that much of a life are empty inside after all.

remedy?

dalliance of spg and other stories

as some of you might know, spg is attached, but even then there are the consequential woes that tag along with this new-found love interest.

anyway, what i do not catch is how she can go to church, take in the sermon, and tell everyone she can walk out of it and fornicate and continue her lifestyle? im not in a position to judge, but isn't it contradictory and hypocritical of her?

to top it off, she will also seem to be unable to find an issue with polygamy. staying true to someone. how is it that she can face the church population?

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is marriage really so hard to keep? already as it is, people are finding it increasingly uphill a task to get hitched and to stay together, and yesterday an article had to be written about how marriage is somehow an outdated concept.

it's never about religion. holy matrimony. no. marriage can still be a vow. no doubt there is no promise of forever, but i think it's the promise of better choice that lures one spouse away from the other. we will end up feeling a whole lot less screwed up if we 1) make informed decisions before committment 2) know what ticks and what does not in a marriage

but marriage is still important. people still need strings attached to maintain some sorta obligation. but nowadays people just desire to be free, have space etc. they want just to cohabitate and that's it. whatever happened to lifetime partnerships? a figment of my imagination?

on beating traffic lights

for guys, green light all the way till As, then NS, a big break, then uni...

I used to take uni as a break after NS. Now it's the opposite. After reading about everyone's hectic lives, I realise we eventually busy ourselves around the system. System of education, then for a pathetic 2 years of pledging loyalty to the nation, then the system of education again (cept it's no longer under MOE), and system of work. you're forever working your butts off for the people who designed the system for you to be under.

it's quite funny how people make their lives seem so big and glam in their blogs when in real life it's just a far cry.

suddenly i've lost the zeal with regards to warcraft.
have i grown up?

read this

tell me is it just me. why bother to contact people when they dont give two hoots about you. just patronising you.

i guess im gonna stop writing so much - at least for now. there is no point. why should i share what i have to say when i have the diary? why should i feed voyeurism? im not paranoid by the way.

i hope this is one of the last mcs i will take for the year. i feel really bad. major sean is uber nice. he's like the best officer ive ever met. maybe his philosophy is to treat his men well and they will in turn give him loyalty. i guess it didn't work for the beginning, but now it just might.

two st mic's pri sch kids were eating at fish and co at novena today. one ate escargo. wtf. rich kids. haha. then when he was done he tossed the leftovers to his other dining partner. so cute. so spoilt.

the NTU system is called Student Automated Registration System. see what that means? SARS. haha.

bushwhacked

This is what makes the world a depressing junkyard to live in.

In case you were wondering, the caption of this picture (credits: weekendTODAY, September 3 - 4, 2005, Mediacorp Press, incorporating Streats, pg 12) says "Ms Sarah Johnson yells for someone to help her patient - for whom she provides in-house care - outside the Convention Center in New Orleans. Many of the old and sick have been left stranded in the wake of the hurricane."

"Is this really America?", the title of this article proposes. In the wake of this freaking disaster, Bush had better be doing something. Tardy response is correct.
I feel like shit. I want to do something. But no. I can't. There are too many to help. People are like rats in Superdome stadium. Help has been slow to come. Is this the American dream? Highly probable that this is the American nightmare.

"A year ago, the US army corps of engineers proposed to study how New Orleans could be protected from a catastrophic hurricane, but the Bush administration ordered that the research not be undertaken".

Sad.

Hardly do I sound so sombre, serious. But this is my take on life. It's selfish. It's every man for himself.

constance

had a really bad day today. supposed to go MMI for appmt. took 961, changed bus at KAP, took 74 then alighted at buona vista to take the usually-crowded 95.
when i finally got there at 10 am sharp, they freaking told me my letter was not valid. it was dated 22nd july, but only valid for 1 mth, and my appmt is like today - september. wtf lah. the army i must say really sux. they're so damn bloody can't be bothered. this is not the first time. nee soon camp that time too. they had me go all the way there. those two slackers claimed that they tried to call me, but i tuned out that they didnt because my hp was turned on all the time and no calls were received. wtf. so i have to go to the MO AGAIN to ask for the letter. like i will. see how.

then i went to collect the name cards. wtf. they told me that they didnt complete. so i took 3/4 of the completed stuff back to office. better still, thanks to calvin, he told me to take the UPHILL 174 when i should take the DOWNHILL one. in the end wasted so much time. prior to that, i walked at least 2 km freaking hell in the rain trying to look for chin swee road and york hill. in the end it was a really ulu place UP A HILL. sigh.

so much for that. had to go back home to change, went back to office at 245 after clearing col tan's pass. that's a short but strenous walk up the gombak hill!

joel told me law is like full of super chao muggers. really hate the idea of moving ALONE to bt timah campus. though the reasons arent as lame as i thought. i don't know if i can last that long there. all i know is that i'll lose more if i don't. bother.

so anyway, today is a freaking macham holiday-disaster for me. and it's half an hour to end of the week! yay!!!

why are so many of us unattached? or attached but still break? i don't mean players, i mean real relationships. why? is it cos they're too many options i.e. we become too spoilt for choice? i think it's just right and only right to have someone in your life who's constantly gonna be there despite all odds. no doubt there may be accidents but heaven forbid. assuming ceteris paribus without death/accident. we need someone not something constant to be in our lives. there's just too much touch and go.

kelvin won. im not surprised. i think it's a breakthrough. doesnt necessarily mean i support him totally. but it's good lah. it's good.

can't blog now. time to go. hahaha

harbin and proj superstar

harbin was not as lame as expected...but the food was quite ok-crappy, the environment was like in m'sia...dusty tables etc. went in with a coat too thin for many, just did a look-and-see thing then went off. very tired. slept from 430 to 8 then slept AGAIN as usual. what is wrong with me?

today's when kelly and kelvin will battle it out. im sure they're good friends yet enemies. even if they claim they put friendship over competition, it's a blatant lie. otherwise, why bother prepping so hard for the final duel? nonetheless, votes are definitely going to be for kelvin. not because he's my namesake, but i think it'll be good for a precedence. a healthy one. where society can accept a visually handicapped superstar. but i feel sorry for kelly. in a way it's unfair to her...you should know what i mean. they're competing on wholly different grounds here. it does not really matter how she performs anymore.

office is quite sian. i already do not like some people in there.

my neck hurts

the equation you've been waiting for

Question 1: Prove, without the use of a calculator, why girls are evil.

Answer:

Given the statement girls = time x money

and they also say that money is time.

It must be that girls = (money)2 ----- (1)

and since money is the ROOT of all evil,

(money)2 = evil ----- (2)

and therefore Sub. (2) into (1)

Hence girls = evil.