人的不满与自卑，大都是比较中产生；人的快乐与幸福，大都是从感恩中得来。
明白了。谢谢 :)
Wednesday, 27 October 2010
Saturday, 23 October 2010
Lights
Finally Im seeing lights at the end of the tunnel. Of course, I hope it doesn't come from the headlight of a train. Haha. Touch wood touch wood.
And yes, this time I am so going to place myself at the most prominent, center position along this new phase of journey. It is only by this way, value of self-worthiness and momentum to leap ahead can be appreciated; instead of leaching for happiness from others, like what I used to indulge in. Through the ups and downs, I realized that no one is really of great help in times of difficulties - be it they are keen or not - other than ourselves. The most others can do is to offer a shoulder to cry on or words of encouragement. But no one can manage to make a decision that comes with real responsibilities for us. Everyone has his own matters to attend to. Hence, in the end of the day, we are the one to push the button, pray for the best and never look back.
So, No more醉生梦死; no more unrealistic dreams; ditch the scowl-look; and welcome the cheerful i-don't-give-a-damn super motivated me!
Wish me luck! This is another new adventure of mine :)
And yes, this time I am so going to place myself at the most prominent, center position along this new phase of journey. It is only by this way, value of self-worthiness and momentum to leap ahead can be appreciated; instead of leaching for happiness from others, like what I used to indulge in. Through the ups and downs, I realized that no one is really of great help in times of difficulties - be it they are keen or not - other than ourselves. The most others can do is to offer a shoulder to cry on or words of encouragement. But no one can manage to make a decision that comes with real responsibilities for us. Everyone has his own matters to attend to. Hence, in the end of the day, we are the one to push the button, pray for the best and never look back.
So, No more醉生梦死; no more unrealistic dreams; ditch the scowl-look; and welcome the cheerful i-don't-give-a-damn super motivated me!
Wish me luck! This is another new adventure of mine :)
Friday, 22 October 2010
Reborn
Finally sent my BABY -- Dell Inspiron for an electronic spa session, ha!
And now...presenting to you....
VOILA!!!
DELL INSPIRON 1420 running on WINDOWS 7!
very shiok ok compared to my previous Windows Vista basic that drove me to wall and nearly jumped off from there Nth times!
Awwww I am so so sooooOOoo in love with my reborn lappy *MMUAKKZZZZZZ
And now...presenting to you....
VOILA!!!
DELL INSPIRON 1420 running on WINDOWS 7!
very shiok ok compared to my previous Windows Vista basic that drove me to wall and nearly jumped off from there Nth times!
Awwww I am so so sooooOOoo in love with my reborn lappy *MMUAKKZZZZZZ
Saturday, 2 October 2010
Dilemma
There is really a fine line between playing safe and being a coward.
And the most irritating thing is, even sitting on the fine line doesn't seem to help but only contribute to more junks to mess around with.
Totally hate this feeling to my bone.
Argh.
Is it that difficult to have a normal working life? HUR!HUR! Tell me!
And the most irritating thing is, even sitting on the fine line doesn't seem to help but only contribute to more junks to mess around with.
Totally hate this feeling to my bone.
Argh.
Is it that difficult to have a normal working life? HUR!HUR! Tell me!
Monday, 27 September 2010
'Sleepmunchers' made me wrote this
Haven't been sleeping well for the past few days.
Well, it's not something surprising, really. I mean, how could so little day-time activities have enough power to summon my sleepiness. Plus, random thoughts/ worries kept popping out seeking for attention at the wrong time..like ehh, 2am in the morning? I wonder why these trivial nasty clouds of thoughts nvr hv the guts to show face when my brain was in dire need of activities during the day. Empowering, assaulting, haunting my mind when it's at its weakest at wee hours? C'mon, u losersss.. it's not like I haven't been catering enough for your whims and fancies for the past 3 months..enough is enough okay?
Anyhow, a poor thing called up when i was fighting hard with these 'sleep-munchers'. Sounded as depressed and helpless as she was, telling me all same-old love & sacrifices，hard done-by, sad stories. So much sacrifices, so much apologies, so much arrogant to give in, yet so little has been appreciated. Yeaaa man, told you so, life is unjust. Thinking you'll eventually reach the pinnacle hand-in-hand, get ready to roll up your sleeves and pick all the stars you want together? Nah, I'll prefer if you could be have bigger reserve for yourself before thinking about sharing the sky strewn with diamonds like that.
Well, it's just strange that, women always take sacrifices as a subset of love; while for men, woman comes as package that offers love and sacrifices. Weird, not? Tell me about it :)
Well, it's not something surprising, really. I mean, how could so little day-time activities have enough power to summon my sleepiness. Plus, random thoughts/ worries kept popping out seeking for attention at the wrong time..like ehh, 2am in the morning? I wonder why these trivial nasty clouds of thoughts nvr hv the guts to show face when my brain was in dire need of activities during the day. Empowering, assaulting, haunting my mind when it's at its weakest at wee hours? C'mon, u losersss.. it's not like I haven't been catering enough for your whims and fancies for the past 3 months..enough is enough okay?
Anyhow, a poor thing called up when i was fighting hard with these 'sleep-munchers'. Sounded as depressed and helpless as she was, telling me all same-old love & sacrifices，hard done-by, sad stories. So much sacrifices, so much apologies, so much arrogant to give in, yet so little has been appreciated. Yeaaa man, told you so, life is unjust. Thinking you'll eventually reach the pinnacle hand-in-hand, get ready to roll up your sleeves and pick all the stars you want together? Nah, I'll prefer if you could be have bigger reserve for yourself before thinking about sharing the sky strewn with diamonds like that.
Well, it's just strange that, women always take sacrifices as a subset of love; while for men, woman comes as package that offers love and sacrifices. Weird, not? Tell me about it :)
Thursday, 23 September 2010
大家共勉之
很多很多年以后，一定会感谢今天自己的倔强
才有那样的幸福一路相伴
坚信要去的那里一定有最迷人的风景 最美丽的人儿
对，很多很多年以后，回首一窥今日的迷惘，
一定会明白一切都是值得的 :)
#谁说人生是公平的
它才不管我们想要怎样
很感激你那麼倔强
我才能变成今天这样
我们继续走下去继续往前进
看这条路肯让我们走到哪里
我们想去的地方一定也有人很想去
我们都不要放弃都别说灰心
永远听从刻在心中那些声音
感觉累了的时候请你把我的手握紧
没有地图人生只能凭著手上的梦想Oh~
循著它的光曲折转弯找到有光的地方
LalalaLalalaLalala那年的梦想
LalalaLalalaLalala人要有梦想
勇敢的梦想疯狂的梦想
继续走下去继续往前进
路旁有花心中有歌天上有星
我们要去的那里一定有最美丽的风景
Oh~都不要放弃都别说灰心
不要辜负心里那个干净的自己
痛到想哭的时候就让泪水洗掉委屈
我们要相信自己永远都相信
来到这个世界不是没有意义
我们做过的事情都会留在人心里
会被回忆而珍惜#
才有那样的幸福一路相伴
坚信要去的那里一定有最迷人的风景 最美丽的人儿
对，很多很多年以后，回首一窥今日的迷惘，
一定会明白一切都是值得的 :)
#谁说人生是公平的
它才不管我们想要怎样
很感激你那麼倔强
我才能变成今天这样
我们继续走下去继续往前进
看这条路肯让我们走到哪里
我们想去的地方一定也有人很想去
我们都不要放弃都别说灰心
永远听从刻在心中那些声音
感觉累了的时候请你把我的手握紧
没有地图人生只能凭著手上的梦想Oh~
循著它的光曲折转弯找到有光的地方
LalalaLalalaLalala那年的梦想
LalalaLalalaLalala人要有梦想
勇敢的梦想疯狂的梦想
继续走下去继续往前进
路旁有花心中有歌天上有星
我们要去的那里一定有最美丽的风景
Oh~都不要放弃都别说灰心
不要辜负心里那个干净的自己
痛到想哭的时候就让泪水洗掉委屈
我们要相信自己永远都相信
来到这个世界不是没有意义
我们做过的事情都会留在人心里
会被回忆而珍惜#
Tuesday, 31 August 2010
Saturday, 28 August 2010
At times like this, all I could ask from u is just being more understanding and perhaps a bit more supportive.
Or
perhaps i should be more forgiveful and less sensitive, knowing that all those words came in all in the name of love?
But
when im already struggling trying not to get suffocated in this dreadful sphere of high pressure, throwing questions like 'what if that never happened' really doesn't help in easing this increasingly unbearable tension on my shoulder.
If you love me, please shower me with words of encouragement and stop telling me to stop moving forward and stop hinting me giving up is the way to go.
Thank you.
Or
perhaps i should be more forgiveful and less sensitive, knowing that all those words came in all in the name of love?
But
when im already struggling trying not to get suffocated in this dreadful sphere of high pressure, throwing questions like 'what if that never happened' really doesn't help in easing this increasingly unbearable tension on my shoulder.
If you love me, please shower me with words of encouragement and stop telling me to stop moving forward and stop hinting me giving up is the way to go.
Thank you.
Friday, 20 August 2010
Saturday, 14 August 2010
Tuesday, 3 August 2010
Wednesday, 16 June 2010
Saturday, 5 June 2010
Don't work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.
This is Adrian Tan’s convocation speech to NTU’s (singapore) graduating class of 2008. He wrote The Teenage Textbook and is a litigator for Drew & Napier in Singapore.
"I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It’s a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.
My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.
On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.
Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.
And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to win every argument.
Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.
The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You’re done learning.
You’ve probably been told the big lie that “Learning is a lifelong process” and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters’ degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don’t you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.
The good news is that they’re wrong.
The bad news is that you don’t need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.
I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.
You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.
Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.
So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.
Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.
I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.
After all, it’s calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.
Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.
That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.
If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.
What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.
Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.
What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.
Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.
The most important is this: do not work.
Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.
Work kills. The Japanese have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork. That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there’s nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.
There’s a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are “making a living”. No, they’re not. They’re dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.
People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan “Arbeit macht frei” was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.
Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.
Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.
I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn’t do that, I would’ve been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.
So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I’ll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.
Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don’t, you are working.
Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I’m not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.
In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.
I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.
It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.
One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.
The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.
I didn’t say “be loved”. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one’s looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.
Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It is far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.
Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.
Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.
You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.
You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.
Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.
Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.
You’re going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there’s no life expectancy.”
"I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It’s a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.
My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.
On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.
Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.
And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to win every argument.
Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.
The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You’re done learning.
You’ve probably been told the big lie that “Learning is a lifelong process” and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters’ degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don’t you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.
The good news is that they’re wrong.
The bad news is that you don’t need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.
I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.
You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.
Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.
So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.
Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.
I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.
After all, it’s calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.
Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.
That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.
If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.
What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.
Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.
What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.
Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.
The most important is this: do not work.
Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.
Work kills. The Japanese have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork. That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there’s nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.
There’s a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are “making a living”. No, they’re not. They’re dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.
People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan “Arbeit macht frei” was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.
Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.
Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.
I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn’t do that, I would’ve been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.
So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I’ll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.
Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don’t, you are working.
Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I’m not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.
In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.
I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.
It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.
One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.
The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.
I didn’t say “be loved”. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one’s looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.
Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It is far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.
Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.
Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.
You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.
You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.
Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.
Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.
You’re going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there’s no life expectancy.”
Monday, 31 May 2010
我是别人不是我
想找个红色的大假发
很狠很狠地画上很粗很粗的眼线
贴个水蓝色的隐形眼镜
假设你没发现
过着别人的生活
学着那别人惯性的决定下决定
用着那别人的眼睛看世界
透过那别人的思维思考什么是白黑灰
再用他的幽默狂笑
怎样都好
只要不当自己一天就好
很狠很狠地画上很粗很粗的眼线
贴个水蓝色的隐形眼镜
假设你没发现
过着别人的生活
学着那别人惯性的决定下决定
用着那别人的眼睛看世界
透过那别人的思维思考什么是白黑灰
再用他的幽默狂笑
怎样都好
只要不当自己一天就好
Sunday, 25 April 2010
Friday, 16 April 2010
初恋红豆冰
今晚被《初恋红豆冰》感动到了。
阿牛在轻描淡写中，把我们这群在小镇长大的马来西亚小孩共同拥有的童年回忆都一一捕捉起来。
若干年后，我想，小孩们也不知道什么是'Bakuli'，也不晓得斗打架鱼的乐趣了。
青涩岁月的甜蜜，过去好玩的点点滴滴，总是让长大了的我们在睡梦中偷偷想念。
戏里的演员们都是陪着我们长大的歌手，他们唱的歌，都是一首首耳熟能详的童年的背景音乐。
就像在小学时，总爱和一群爱骑脚踏车的朋友哼唱阿牛的《对面的女孩看过来》；
而六年级毕业那年，和好友站在课室外的走廊，吹着风，轻轻唱起牛哥哥的《我没有哭》，眼泪模糊了视线
也忘不了当时年轻的我，最喜欢在炎热的下午，开着桌上的风扇，陶醉在卡带里播出戴佩妮的《爱过》。
回想过去的我们，就是那么的简单。
而过去的我，那个喜欢唱歌、演讲、总是自信满满的我，回想起来心里还是感触良多。
我想，回忆有时就是那么让人难以释怀。
但感恩的是，幸好最美最甜的片刻偶尔还是会被释放出来。
就有如今夜，我在从前的我中寻回了那年我们最初的快乐源泉。
阿牛在轻描淡写中，把我们这群在小镇长大的马来西亚小孩共同拥有的童年回忆都一一捕捉起来。
若干年后，我想，小孩们也不知道什么是'Bakuli'，也不晓得斗打架鱼的乐趣了。
青涩岁月的甜蜜，过去好玩的点点滴滴，总是让长大了的我们在睡梦中偷偷想念。
戏里的演员们都是陪着我们长大的歌手，他们唱的歌，都是一首首耳熟能详的童年的背景音乐。
就像在小学时，总爱和一群爱骑脚踏车的朋友哼唱阿牛的《对面的女孩看过来》；
而六年级毕业那年，和好友站在课室外的走廊，吹着风，轻轻唱起牛哥哥的《我没有哭》，眼泪模糊了视线
也忘不了当时年轻的我，最喜欢在炎热的下午，开着桌上的风扇，陶醉在卡带里播出戴佩妮的《爱过》。
回想过去的我们，就是那么的简单。
而过去的我，那个喜欢唱歌、演讲、总是自信满满的我，回想起来心里还是感触良多。
我想，回忆有时就是那么让人难以释怀。
但感恩的是，幸好最美最甜的片刻偶尔还是会被释放出来。
就有如今夜，我在从前的我中寻回了那年我们最初的快乐源泉。
Tuesday, 30 March 2010
想骂人
最近总是一直在生气
不知道是本身的忍耐度过低，还是这个城市的人实在太荒谬
把我原已调教好的臭脾气给唤回来
有太多的不满、太多的怨言及讨厌的事
快乐的时光太少，绷着脸空打字干活的时间太多
喜欢的人甚少，应酬的人却多
多希望我能我行我素，不理身边的杂音
过自己想要的生活 逍遥自在
有时候想想这个喧闹的城市里
到底不寂寞开心满足的人有多少，还真想认识他们
可悲的是，爱慕虚荣贪得无厌虚伪恶心的拜金主义者却多地如天上繁星
我
真的不能了解这样的City
也无法屈服
就只好像只笼里的狮子在笼里不停咆哮
念念不忘曾几何时在草原上拥有过的快乐时光
天啊！！！！！ 我想他妈的回乡去算了。还在这里诗什么情、画什么意。
不知道是本身的忍耐度过低，还是这个城市的人实在太荒谬
把我原已调教好的臭脾气给唤回来
有太多的不满、太多的怨言及讨厌的事
快乐的时光太少，绷着脸空打字干活的时间太多
喜欢的人甚少，应酬的人却多
多希望我能我行我素，不理身边的杂音
过自己想要的生活 逍遥自在
有时候想想这个喧闹的城市里
到底不寂寞开心满足的人有多少，还真想认识他们
可悲的是，爱慕虚荣贪得无厌虚伪恶心的拜金主义者却多地如天上繁星
我
真的不能了解这样的City
也无法屈服
就只好像只笼里的狮子在笼里不停咆哮
念念不忘曾几何时在草原上拥有过的快乐时光
天啊！！！！！ 我想他妈的回乡去算了。还在这里诗什么情、画什么意。
Tuesday, 23 March 2010
Intoxication
I think that guy in Matta Fair must have given me some sort of poison
Stop dreamingggggggggggggggg on this placeeeee!!!!
*Day-dreams on Bali again..
Stop dreamingggggggggggggggg on this placeeeee!!!!
*Day-dreams on Bali again..
Tuesday, 2 March 2010
!@#$%^&*
=AFTER WORK=
and
i am so bloody BORED
and hor me mau complaint
WHY EVERYONE SO 'ON' with OT-schoolwork/-work work/ n -work work work wannnnnnn
WHY I GOT NO GANG TO LEPAK LEPAK wannnnn
WHY I SO TIRED EVERYDAY after WORK wannnnn
WHY THE ROAD CONDITION IN MALAYSIA got so many lobang lobang wannnnn..
my MyVi cannot tahan larrrrrr
WHY INTERNET IN MALAYSIA SO UNSTABLE wannn....
i wanna cakap dengan i punya pakwe in london oso cannot
why har WHY.
SBD can pls tell me WHY ah?
and
i am so bloody BORED
and hor me mau complaint
WHY EVERYONE SO 'ON' with OT-schoolwork/-work work/ n -work work work wannnnnnn
WHY I GOT NO GANG TO LEPAK LEPAK wannnnn
WHY I SO TIRED EVERYDAY after WORK wannnnn
WHY THE ROAD CONDITION IN MALAYSIA got so many lobang lobang wannnnn..
my MyVi cannot tahan larrrrrr
WHY INTERNET IN MALAYSIA SO UNSTABLE wannn....
i wanna cakap dengan i punya pakwe in london oso cannot
why har WHY.
SBD can pls tell me WHY ah?
Saturday, 27 February 2010
Marriage?
Roommie and I had a late night out with SW and her bf (it was supposed to be my belated bday celebration anyway). Had a bit of girls' talk (haha could have chatted more if her bf wasn't around!), not unexpectedly, the 'IN' topic like getting married and what not were brought up as one of the girls think that guys are rather inconsiderate to have always been wanting to get married after the age of 30. Notion was that biological clock of woman can't really wait and late marriage makes a woman vulnerable to lotsa aftermath illnesses; and why the male species always see money money as a measure of waiting duration to marriage, not acknowledging the fact that money can be saved together after marriage.I was like hmm........ well..... hahaha experiencing a total blackout of thoughts.
Well personally, for a while, I used to hate marriage and can't see myself sacrificing as much as my parents did (and still doing!) to build a family. I was kind of hippy, I worshipped total freedom and no financial restriction due to any sort of attachments .' 游戏人间' aptly described my aim of life. However, things kinda changed when i met him. The urge to settle down has become so intense as time goes by. Perhaps Im tired of living alone, doing things alone, watching movie alone, and the most dreadful emptiness at night after a long day of work-attack. At times, I do feel upset knowing there's a long way to go before our marriage takes place, sharing the same reasons metioned above.
But sometimes when i looked back at dreams I used to have, my heart started to grow wild. There is a voice within calling me to step out from the mundane study-work-marriage life and don't fall as a prey of money when all sort of responsibilities starts to kick in after marriage. My hippiness calls me a silly donkey for wanting to end my 'bachelorship' so soon and not spending enough money on myself, not travelling to more n more countries, not spending more private moments with the hot date im with now.
So in a way, I do envy those who can see marriage in the very near future because I can't and I don't want to argue over such an issue - and in another way, I still need a very strong assurance that going down such a path worth all the while. Haha.
P.S. Life is a puzzle that one would spend a lifetime to complete, not realizing he'll never ever be able to see the whole picture till his last breath.
Tuesday, 2 February 2010
伦敦
我是典型的双鱼座女生。
常常分不清现实与浪漫的界限，而这次的伦敦之旅正是我有史以来被浪漫迷惑得最深的一次。
一个月前，我抛下现实的钱财束缚买下飞往伦敦的机票，只愿一解心中的思念之苦。
区区七天的短假，什么也不做，哪里也不想去，就这样窝在一起。感觉很好。
完全想不起做过什么所谓有意义的事。我才懒得理什么这些无聊的条规。能和心爱的人分秒不离-闲聊胡闹懒在一块-这就是叫世间最有意义的温暖事件。感觉很很好。
夜晚，喜欢坐在威廉的沙发上看书。时而望着他读书的背影，时而望向窗外Harrods的灯饰，闪闪发亮，给人一种浅浅的幸福眩晕。
喜欢这样没有大起大落的心情线条。
喜欢看书看得累了，一抬头，就能见到他为了抽空陪我而赶功课的认真模样。
喜欢轻轻播起的歌，一首接一首，为这样美丽的画面当背景音乐。
温暖的，是男人的背。温柔的，是女人的心。
同事曾问起此行到伦敦是不是为了庆祝情人节。
我笑笑不答。
如常，他们的问题不需答案。
因为问题只是为了制造更多话题的化学作用之一。
也因为我的答案很俗，却很真。
－因为我们每年有３６５个的情人节。
就这样，他第一次送花给心爱的女生不在普天同庆的２月１４日，而我收到红玫瑰时的心如小鹿乱撞却也和第一次约会时那样似曾相识。
伦敦
蕴藏着我们之间许多美好的回忆
而我们也为对方努力、不停制造更多更多的温暖片刻
在这多变的世间
我还是努力的祈祷
坚持要这样的幸福永远属于我俩
常常分不清现实与浪漫的界限，而这次的伦敦之旅正是我有史以来被浪漫迷惑得最深的一次。
一个月前，我抛下现实的钱财束缚买下飞往伦敦的机票，只愿一解心中的思念之苦。
区区七天的短假，什么也不做，哪里也不想去，就这样窝在一起。感觉很好。
完全想不起做过什么所谓有意义的事。我才懒得理什么这些无聊的条规。能和心爱的人分秒不离-闲聊胡闹懒在一块-这就是叫世间最有意义的温暖事件。感觉很很好。
夜晚，喜欢坐在威廉的沙发上看书。时而望着他读书的背影，时而望向窗外Harrods的灯饰，闪闪发亮，给人一种浅浅的幸福眩晕。喜欢这样没有大起大落的心情线条。
喜欢看书看得累了，一抬头，就能见到他为了抽空陪我而赶功课的认真模样。
喜欢轻轻播起的歌，一首接一首，为这样美丽的画面当背景音乐。
温暖的，是男人的背。温柔的，是女人的心。
同事曾问起此行到伦敦是不是为了庆祝情人节。
我笑笑不答。
如常，他们的问题不需答案。
因为问题只是为了制造更多话题的化学作用之一。
也因为我的答案很俗，却很真。
－因为我们每年有３６５个的情人节。
就这样，他第一次送花给心爱的女生不在普天同庆的２月１４日，而我收到红玫瑰时的心如小鹿乱撞却也和第一次约会时那样似曾相识。
伦敦
蕴藏着我们之间许多美好的回忆
而我们也为对方努力、不停制造更多更多的温暖片刻
在这多变的世间
我还是努力的祈祷
坚持要这样的幸福永远属于我俩
Wednesday, 13 January 2010
haha so this is how it feels like to give out a business card.
read through mechanical systems of an engine. stood under the hot sun. sat in a bumpy jeep. witnessed a slope test. talked to potential clients. handed out the first business card in my life. figuring out the potential market.sleepless nights thinking of ideas. excited. lethargic. contented. restless.
Tuesday, 12 January 2010
another random entry
农历新年快要到了！！
在英国离乡背井度过了3年的新年，而今年终于能和家人朋友一起欢庆，实在是一件让我雀跃的事。
小时候的新年总是爆竹响连天，右手握红包，左手忙着拿饼干汽水喂饱肚子。
年初一大清早向父母拜年，然后到大伯父家和亲戚讨红包、一起看新年电视节目。
喜气洋洋，温馨亲情四溢，大家脸上都挂着灿烂的笑容，开心极了。
不知道今年的新年会让我有怎样的感觉。但能和父母及弟妹相聚，绝对是世间最美好的事。若威廉能和我一起欢庆这佳节，那当然是锦上添花、最好不过了！:)
Anyway, 下星期六就能见到亲爱的moo moo了！快点快点！时间快快转！不想待在这儿做让我吐血的desktop research! I wanna skip days to see you againnnnn :D
在英国离乡背井度过了3年的新年，而今年终于能和家人朋友一起欢庆，实在是一件让我雀跃的事。
小时候的新年总是爆竹响连天，右手握红包，左手忙着拿饼干汽水喂饱肚子。
年初一大清早向父母拜年，然后到大伯父家和亲戚讨红包、一起看新年电视节目。
喜气洋洋，温馨亲情四溢，大家脸上都挂着灿烂的笑容，开心极了。
不知道今年的新年会让我有怎样的感觉。但能和父母及弟妹相聚，绝对是世间最美好的事。若威廉能和我一起欢庆这佳节，那当然是锦上添花、最好不过了！:)
Anyway, 下星期六就能见到亲爱的moo moo了！快点快点！时间快快转！不想待在这儿做让我吐血的desktop research! I wanna skip days to see you againnnnn :D
Saturday, 9 January 2010
2010: The theme
The main theme for 2010 is to take and give back to the society.
A review on 2009 has shed light on how blissful I am compared to many other people. There are so many kids sleeping on the street, being abducted for prostitutions, child labour, drugs etc.; so many stateless kids without the proper rights to have their education nor medical benefits. And this is only in Malaysia where problems arise primarily from societal behaviour and not even in countries with civil wars where kids are holding guns while we are having fun; where 5 kids died in every 3.5 secs due to the lack of food and clean water. So as a kick-start to achieving my new year's resolution, I have signed up for a monthly donation to UNICEF and also joined as a volunteer in the World Vision because I believe every single of us can help, in any form, any way. If one is able to spend 20 bucks for a coffee in Starbucks every week, I dont see a reason why one can't spend RM 50 to sponsor a child, or even RM38 a month to provide 17 doses of measles vaccines protecting children from the deadly disease. We always take things for granted and have carelessly forgotten to share our bliss with those who are really unfortunate. We are becoming more and more individualistic, selfish, too afraid to lose - without realising that sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else.
I have several encounters recently that really triggered my disappointment off on how twisted a human's soul can be. Moving into the city, I witnessed the fragility of human's relationship. I couldn't stomach the individualistic and reclusivity portrayed by those people who rather to be called as strangers than friends although you are living under the same freaking roof. People don't interact, don't talk, don't care, trying to avoid seeing each other in the same house and they dont even say goodbye when they left! Hostility -which I dont really know why and when it has formed- reached its peak when you're being removed from their facebook's list as soon as they moved out. And having landlord who doesn't encourage to make friends with housemates and showed dismay over the budding friendship certainly failed my ability to analyse all these weird behaviors. Then comes a secondary sch kid whom I guess will never ever realise how blessed he is to have a family that cares so much for his studies and has even prepared everything to send him for overseas education. Calling off tuition sessions at last minute is one thing, it's the irresponsibility that really pissed me off. Given all the physicals and materials fulfillment, why can't all these bloody brats do something for their life? This is just so so sickening.
Yet, exposure to the working adult's world had also made me to take a serious look into my deficiency in many soft and hard skills altogether. So yea, after 5 months of muddling in the cloudy water, things are getting clearer for me to take steps and make some significancies in 2010. Through months of pondering over the value of life, I have realised most of the time we are so much tied down/restricted by the conventional framework, which has required us not to go astray away from the 'most beneficial' and 'proper' track that laid nicely in front.
Well, it is not to say that taking the road not taken belongs to the best case. As I know one day, I too, have to step back on the normal track and lead a rather routined life just like everyone else - because by then, I will have more responsibilities and obligations to people whom I love and care for, and whom have supported me along the way :) But till then, I just want to do things that add premium values to my life.
So, what is your resolution this year? :)
A review on 2009 has shed light on how blissful I am compared to many other people. There are so many kids sleeping on the street, being abducted for prostitutions, child labour, drugs etc.; so many stateless kids without the proper rights to have their education nor medical benefits. And this is only in Malaysia where problems arise primarily from societal behaviour and not even in countries with civil wars where kids are holding guns while we are having fun; where 5 kids died in every 3.5 secs due to the lack of food and clean water. So as a kick-start to achieving my new year's resolution, I have signed up for a monthly donation to UNICEF and also joined as a volunteer in the World Vision because I believe every single of us can help, in any form, any way. If one is able to spend 20 bucks for a coffee in Starbucks every week, I dont see a reason why one can't spend RM 50 to sponsor a child, or even RM38 a month to provide 17 doses of measles vaccines protecting children from the deadly disease. We always take things for granted and have carelessly forgotten to share our bliss with those who are really unfortunate. We are becoming more and more individualistic, selfish, too afraid to lose - without realising that sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else.
I have several encounters recently that really triggered my disappointment off on how twisted a human's soul can be. Moving into the city, I witnessed the fragility of human's relationship. I couldn't stomach the individualistic and reclusivity portrayed by those people who rather to be called as strangers than friends although you are living under the same freaking roof. People don't interact, don't talk, don't care, trying to avoid seeing each other in the same house and they dont even say goodbye when they left! Hostility -which I dont really know why and when it has formed- reached its peak when you're being removed from their facebook's list as soon as they moved out. And having landlord who doesn't encourage to make friends with housemates and showed dismay over the budding friendship certainly failed my ability to analyse all these weird behaviors. Then comes a secondary sch kid whom I guess will never ever realise how blessed he is to have a family that cares so much for his studies and has even prepared everything to send him for overseas education. Calling off tuition sessions at last minute is one thing, it's the irresponsibility that really pissed me off. Given all the physicals and materials fulfillment, why can't all these bloody brats do something for their life? This is just so so sickening.
Yet, exposure to the working adult's world had also made me to take a serious look into my deficiency in many soft and hard skills altogether. So yea, after 5 months of muddling in the cloudy water, things are getting clearer for me to take steps and make some significancies in 2010. Through months of pondering over the value of life, I have realised most of the time we are so much tied down/restricted by the conventional framework, which has required us not to go astray away from the 'most beneficial' and 'proper' track that laid nicely in front.
Well, it is not to say that taking the road not taken belongs to the best case. As I know one day, I too, have to step back on the normal track and lead a rather routined life just like everyone else - because by then, I will have more responsibilities and obligations to people whom I love and care for, and whom have supported me along the way :) But till then, I just want to do things that add premium values to my life.
So, what is your resolution this year? :)
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