two of the most intelligent and attractive people I admire.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Non Mihi Solum
Valentine's day passed sometime ago. I was at city hall. Had a dinner there and went to chijmes. Took a brisk walk.
My mum's birthday just passed. I took her , my dad and my uncle to a seafood restaurant in AngMokio and celebrate her birthday with a sumptious meal. I am supposed to be sleeping or preparing to go to school right now. But I had fallen asleep at the wrong time in the night, hence I am quite awake now.
Interestingly that I should like an Ajcian. I had plenty of friends while I was in the army, had plenty of time to know some of them better. The girls of course. But strangely I took no fancy to any of them. SOon to be a year since I met her.
Maybe I have high expectations. Maybe it is just fate. Of course to like someone, you need to like the looks and the character. And of course both need to be compatible in many other ways. Complementary.
I am quite happy to find out that for physiology, only the topics taught in this sem will be tested. WHich means my load is reduced. Hopefully I can push all my grades up to an A before the final pros. If not, it will be quite tedious for me trying to slough it out towards the end.
I need to remember to return veron's bike. Interestingly, last last new year, me, veron and Lijuan followed a whole group of uncles and aunties to a temple in the wee hours of the morning to wish for blessings. On new year's day itself. To note, I realised we had made a wish each, and none was fulfilled.
This year, I prayed to the single most powerful entity in the universe. Myself. Think my wishes are going to be granted this time. Either that I think at least by next year April. SMug.
This forthcoming hols, I might be spending a few hours poring through buddhist scriptures. I find them most interesting. Just as I did with the bible a few years ago.
Let me give an account of the innumerous rules I have broken or times I screwed up or times I screwed others up. Beginning in BMT. Life was peaceful, and I was pretty much an exemplary soldier. That was until I got sick of the place. Made plenty of scholarship applications. So many chances to book out( and since I was quite a fav with the superiors, I had little difficulty getting out of tekong), I started to extend my bookout time with Medical certs. Usually I don't fell like getting back to camp on mondays.
Then sometimes after scholarship interviews, I would wander about in orchard or get a friend I just know from the interview to go to the movies. Then scramble back to camp at the last minute. I can recall with reminiscence my ST interview where I had gone into the room, not really caring much. And the question came, which part of our company would you like to work in? I looked around and saw an aircraft model, so I replied aeronautical studies is something I am interested in. Wrong answer and she said there is a seperate interview for that. Byebye. nevermind, I earned myself another chance to book out.
I told them at the next interview I wanted to build a flying car. Impressive huh? Out I go. Same attitude for my DSTA interview. I am not a fan of the government nor the army. JUst the money actually. Sat down and was quite intrigue by the sweet looking interviewer in front of me, almost salivated and words were slurped as I tried to answer their questions.
One day, when I had too much time on hand, I went to another room at night. There I took out the shoelaces of the boots of this sabo-king 2( the biggest time sabo king was in my room.) , and left him on his own . I still remain amused when the next day he woke up and rushed down to revely(morning call) frantically looking for his shoelaces.
Once I forgot to return a part of my rifle. Not exactly an important part. Just the bayonet. No one checked me as I was in charge of the armskot(armoury) and the last to leave.
Once I littered during a field camp. It was in the evening and I thought I saw shadows of wild boars approaching. There were claims that the wild boars would attack whole platoons so I told my friend what I saw. He screamed and alerted the whole camp, we were in the jungle then. Everyone panicked and the officers came over. I sneaked away quietly once I realised the shadows were that of puppies and wild dogs.
When I was assigned to being a medic, a post I had somehow managed to request( you just need to talk the right things to the right people), things got better.
I created a fake camp pass when mine was stunned by the sergeants. Fooled the guards. I photocopied an original from my friend and slotted it into a colored cardholder, with a solid transitlink card behind. It looks real I assure you.
ANother time I was lazy to get past the guards, because I was a visitor then, and the rules require I change my identity card for a pass. I was too lazy. So I saw a door beside the guardroom which leads into the camp, that door was used by the guards while changing duties. So I happily entered through it. On several occasions I had left through it as well, not bothering to leave by the main gate as the distance is longer.
I like the days of being a TSS. Some temporary personnel, made some real great friends there.
WHen I was at my unit, once an exercise was shortened. Most probably everyone else couldnt stand being out in the jungle for more than 3 days. So it was cut from 5 to 3 days. I did not return to medical centre and happily stayed at home. COuld be a case of away without official leave.
Of course that was the initial stages where my responsibilities were not great. Gradually I became( as my boss use to say) the pillar of the medical centre. I could perform quite a lot of the procedures with much proficiency, as well as handling the clerical work. And being combat fit, they could always send me out there to the battlefield!
I did an excellent job of moonlighting. Someone pointed out that I might be earning more than the regulars around( those that work full time in the army). Of course I might be. But I was also covering up for my Medical officer who was moonlighting as well. He had asked me not to say anything about it then.
Of course, I did plenty of good work also. Always seems to be there when trouble arose. Convinced a raving recruit not to commit suicide and I put out a fire. And do not forget the flood. There were times when I snuck out of camp for my tuition but nothing seems to happen on those nights. How I miss the army at times.
If anything, I wonder why do people make such a big issue out of the guy who skipped army and returned back to singapore after many years. Melvin tan is his name isn't it? I think it is a horrible mentality if Singaporeans wanted him to be severely punished because they are vindictive. Because they felt they had suffered in the army and hence everyone else should. It is not hence the incident I am against but more of the mindset of people. A lot of arguments are based on the guys wasting two and half years in the army while their female counterparts begin tertiary education and a smooth transition into their careers.
The time in army is yours and it is up to you to decide whether it is productive or not. The act of escaping is wrong I admit. However I dont think much of those accusatory tones either. Some crying for prolonged jail sentences and the rebuke of his citizenship, all because some bunch of us 'made no good' out their NS life.
It is the braying that disconcerts me. and of course that incident is long over. Nowadays they like to talk about Tammy right? Interesting lives those poly people have. I don't like to judge an incident. No right or wrong because for something that has happened, to comment is useless. Perhaps damage control and support is what is really needed when things go wrong. If she abandons her wayward life style, all the best, but the stigma most probably will be around for some time. we are just too conservative and stick in the mud currently to endorse her behaviour.
Society is evolving and morals are changing. NEw regulations are introduced to this societal game every generation. Ideas from the west and east and many other places. To look at it from a scientific point of view, she did what was pleasurable and the act was construed from mutual agreement and a certain set of rules governing her relationship with her boyfriend. nothing wrong. Just bad luck. You can never be too careful of a backstabber nowadays.
Sleepy. Shall end.
My mum's birthday just passed. I took her , my dad and my uncle to a seafood restaurant in AngMokio and celebrate her birthday with a sumptious meal. I am supposed to be sleeping or preparing to go to school right now. But I had fallen asleep at the wrong time in the night, hence I am quite awake now.
Interestingly that I should like an Ajcian. I had plenty of friends while I was in the army, had plenty of time to know some of them better. The girls of course. But strangely I took no fancy to any of them. SOon to be a year since I met her.
Maybe I have high expectations. Maybe it is just fate. Of course to like someone, you need to like the looks and the character. And of course both need to be compatible in many other ways. Complementary.
I am quite happy to find out that for physiology, only the topics taught in this sem will be tested. WHich means my load is reduced. Hopefully I can push all my grades up to an A before the final pros. If not, it will be quite tedious for me trying to slough it out towards the end.
I need to remember to return veron's bike. Interestingly, last last new year, me, veron and Lijuan followed a whole group of uncles and aunties to a temple in the wee hours of the morning to wish for blessings. On new year's day itself. To note, I realised we had made a wish each, and none was fulfilled.
This year, I prayed to the single most powerful entity in the universe. Myself. Think my wishes are going to be granted this time. Either that I think at least by next year April. SMug.
This forthcoming hols, I might be spending a few hours poring through buddhist scriptures. I find them most interesting. Just as I did with the bible a few years ago.
Let me give an account of the innumerous rules I have broken or times I screwed up or times I screwed others up. Beginning in BMT. Life was peaceful, and I was pretty much an exemplary soldier. That was until I got sick of the place. Made plenty of scholarship applications. So many chances to book out( and since I was quite a fav with the superiors, I had little difficulty getting out of tekong), I started to extend my bookout time with Medical certs. Usually I don't fell like getting back to camp on mondays.
Then sometimes after scholarship interviews, I would wander about in orchard or get a friend I just know from the interview to go to the movies. Then scramble back to camp at the last minute. I can recall with reminiscence my ST interview where I had gone into the room, not really caring much. And the question came, which part of our company would you like to work in? I looked around and saw an aircraft model, so I replied aeronautical studies is something I am interested in. Wrong answer and she said there is a seperate interview for that. Byebye. nevermind, I earned myself another chance to book out.
I told them at the next interview I wanted to build a flying car. Impressive huh? Out I go. Same attitude for my DSTA interview. I am not a fan of the government nor the army. JUst the money actually. Sat down and was quite intrigue by the sweet looking interviewer in front of me, almost salivated and words were slurped as I tried to answer their questions.
One day, when I had too much time on hand, I went to another room at night. There I took out the shoelaces of the boots of this sabo-king 2( the biggest time sabo king was in my room.) , and left him on his own . I still remain amused when the next day he woke up and rushed down to revely(morning call) frantically looking for his shoelaces.
Once I forgot to return a part of my rifle. Not exactly an important part. Just the bayonet. No one checked me as I was in charge of the armskot(armoury) and the last to leave.
Once I littered during a field camp. It was in the evening and I thought I saw shadows of wild boars approaching. There were claims that the wild boars would attack whole platoons so I told my friend what I saw. He screamed and alerted the whole camp, we were in the jungle then. Everyone panicked and the officers came over. I sneaked away quietly once I realised the shadows were that of puppies and wild dogs.
When I was assigned to being a medic, a post I had somehow managed to request( you just need to talk the right things to the right people), things got better.
I created a fake camp pass when mine was stunned by the sergeants. Fooled the guards. I photocopied an original from my friend and slotted it into a colored cardholder, with a solid transitlink card behind. It looks real I assure you.
ANother time I was lazy to get past the guards, because I was a visitor then, and the rules require I change my identity card for a pass. I was too lazy. So I saw a door beside the guardroom which leads into the camp, that door was used by the guards while changing duties. So I happily entered through it. On several occasions I had left through it as well, not bothering to leave by the main gate as the distance is longer.
I like the days of being a TSS. Some temporary personnel, made some real great friends there.
WHen I was at my unit, once an exercise was shortened. Most probably everyone else couldnt stand being out in the jungle for more than 3 days. So it was cut from 5 to 3 days. I did not return to medical centre and happily stayed at home. COuld be a case of away without official leave.
Of course that was the initial stages where my responsibilities were not great. Gradually I became( as my boss use to say) the pillar of the medical centre. I could perform quite a lot of the procedures with much proficiency, as well as handling the clerical work. And being combat fit, they could always send me out there to the battlefield!
I did an excellent job of moonlighting. Someone pointed out that I might be earning more than the regulars around( those that work full time in the army). Of course I might be. But I was also covering up for my Medical officer who was moonlighting as well. He had asked me not to say anything about it then.
Of course, I did plenty of good work also. Always seems to be there when trouble arose. Convinced a raving recruit not to commit suicide and I put out a fire. And do not forget the flood. There were times when I snuck out of camp for my tuition but nothing seems to happen on those nights. How I miss the army at times.
If anything, I wonder why do people make such a big issue out of the guy who skipped army and returned back to singapore after many years. Melvin tan is his name isn't it? I think it is a horrible mentality if Singaporeans wanted him to be severely punished because they are vindictive. Because they felt they had suffered in the army and hence everyone else should. It is not hence the incident I am against but more of the mindset of people. A lot of arguments are based on the guys wasting two and half years in the army while their female counterparts begin tertiary education and a smooth transition into their careers.
The time in army is yours and it is up to you to decide whether it is productive or not. The act of escaping is wrong I admit. However I dont think much of those accusatory tones either. Some crying for prolonged jail sentences and the rebuke of his citizenship, all because some bunch of us 'made no good' out their NS life.
It is the braying that disconcerts me. and of course that incident is long over. Nowadays they like to talk about Tammy right? Interesting lives those poly people have. I don't like to judge an incident. No right or wrong because for something that has happened, to comment is useless. Perhaps damage control and support is what is really needed when things go wrong. If she abandons her wayward life style, all the best, but the stigma most probably will be around for some time. we are just too conservative and stick in the mud currently to endorse her behaviour.
Society is evolving and morals are changing. NEw regulations are introduced to this societal game every generation. Ideas from the west and east and many other places. To look at it from a scientific point of view, she did what was pleasurable and the act was construed from mutual agreement and a certain set of rules governing her relationship with her boyfriend. nothing wrong. Just bad luck. You can never be too careful of a backstabber nowadays.
Sleepy. Shall end.
Friday, February 24, 2006
After exams.. after exams....
Come 8th of March, where I regain my freedom as a functional member of society, there will be plenty of things to settle.
So I shall note them down while I still remember. BEcause at the end of the CA, most likely I will throw everything to the clouds and make merry while it lasts.
I have to plan for the beginning of a few tuitions including one at Blk299B and Weiting and Co. Here I am, always in demand, at least when I choose to 'sell myself', and getting a hefty commission taken by the tuition agency. The start is always quite horrible, trying to get to know the students all over again and losing half of your first month's fees to the agency.. especially if it is close to $200...
Then that same weekend would be my inter varsity Judo competition. An individual win is hard while the team effort should easily pay off. But nevertheless I still see myself in it with rather high chances. After which will be preparation for the next election. I made no concealment of my intention to stay on with the committee and to take over at the helm in the position of the chairman. Hope my commitment and hard work pay off.
Of course, the school owes me money. At least in terms of a bursary.. So I need to hound them into crediting the sum into my POSB account. Talk about the army have low efficiency. This is really deja vu....... I think my account with the school must be the wealthiest considering input from so many sources, including the bank, the scholarship, and the foundation. Got them to cancel all my loans with the bank already.
Of course, the examinations are not done for this academic year. There is the Medicine 1st Professional Examination. Sounds really cool. So I need to produce wonderful results for this, since I have already started revision. With 4 weeks of preparation, there is no excuse to not doing well. I am smiling to myself as I type this. Boy, am I conceited.
I am racking my brains for the things that need to be done. Of course, I gotta ask the government for my bonuses. Can't really figure out which categories I am eligible for. Whatever, I will just ask around and get it settle sooner than later. Then there is the meeting for the combined martial arts display performance this August. There is the ODAC camp in which the theme I suggested was adopted. Then there is Biomedical Quiz for the Junior Colleges.
Not bad. I got to apply for a hostel or hall room as well. Think if I get it right this time, next semester would be quite interesting. Kent ridge is out although ELvin is there, know too many people like Carol ( she is not even staying) and Xiaoyun. Raffles is out also. Though it would be nice to have Gideon around, but Sherilyn and Carrie are there. Not to say that they are horrible people to be with. They are actually quite nice, just that I dont wish to see familiar faces. King Edward is out coz of the enormous amount of Medicine students there. I will end up being bored.
I like to be a new environment, especiallly in school. Where no one knows me. No expectations to live up to. People having first know me will constantly be amazed and entertained by me and my talents. ANOTHer egoistic self belief. I am always so full of crap. Anyway a few inter hall rugby or basketball games might be fun, as well as some plays or whatever activities. Just no choir for me. or Cheerleading. I am a man.
Ok, right now I have got to hit the books again. Mentioned performance just now, so I need to say that Elvin's play remains the most entertaining I have watched this year and have I mentioned this before? That Elvin's role was largely hilarious and captivating? Think he stole the show. Well, you cannot deny I have definitely got an eye for beauty or classic. WHatever. Though Carol did admit shock when I said it was quite a good performance. Then she coyly admitted that she has seen worse... before adding that there was last year's performance.
So I shall note them down while I still remember. BEcause at the end of the CA, most likely I will throw everything to the clouds and make merry while it lasts.
I have to plan for the beginning of a few tuitions including one at Blk299B and Weiting and Co. Here I am, always in demand, at least when I choose to 'sell myself', and getting a hefty commission taken by the tuition agency. The start is always quite horrible, trying to get to know the students all over again and losing half of your first month's fees to the agency.. especially if it is close to $200...
Then that same weekend would be my inter varsity Judo competition. An individual win is hard while the team effort should easily pay off. But nevertheless I still see myself in it with rather high chances. After which will be preparation for the next election. I made no concealment of my intention to stay on with the committee and to take over at the helm in the position of the chairman. Hope my commitment and hard work pay off.
Of course, the school owes me money. At least in terms of a bursary.. So I need to hound them into crediting the sum into my POSB account. Talk about the army have low efficiency. This is really deja vu....... I think my account with the school must be the wealthiest considering input from so many sources, including the bank, the scholarship, and the foundation. Got them to cancel all my loans with the bank already.
Of course, the examinations are not done for this academic year. There is the Medicine 1st Professional Examination. Sounds really cool. So I need to produce wonderful results for this, since I have already started revision. With 4 weeks of preparation, there is no excuse to not doing well. I am smiling to myself as I type this. Boy, am I conceited.
I am racking my brains for the things that need to be done. Of course, I gotta ask the government for my bonuses. Can't really figure out which categories I am eligible for. Whatever, I will just ask around and get it settle sooner than later. Then there is the meeting for the combined martial arts display performance this August. There is the ODAC camp in which the theme I suggested was adopted. Then there is Biomedical Quiz for the Junior Colleges.
Not bad. I got to apply for a hostel or hall room as well. Think if I get it right this time, next semester would be quite interesting. Kent ridge is out although ELvin is there, know too many people like Carol ( she is not even staying) and Xiaoyun. Raffles is out also. Though it would be nice to have Gideon around, but Sherilyn and Carrie are there. Not to say that they are horrible people to be with. They are actually quite nice, just that I dont wish to see familiar faces. King Edward is out coz of the enormous amount of Medicine students there. I will end up being bored.
I like to be a new environment, especiallly in school. Where no one knows me. No expectations to live up to. People having first know me will constantly be amazed and entertained by me and my talents. ANOTHer egoistic self belief. I am always so full of crap. Anyway a few inter hall rugby or basketball games might be fun, as well as some plays or whatever activities. Just no choir for me. or Cheerleading. I am a man.
Ok, right now I have got to hit the books again. Mentioned performance just now, so I need to say that Elvin's play remains the most entertaining I have watched this year and have I mentioned this before? That Elvin's role was largely hilarious and captivating? Think he stole the show. Well, you cannot deny I have definitely got an eye for beauty or classic. WHatever. Though Carol did admit shock when I said it was quite a good performance. Then she coyly admitted that she has seen worse... before adding that there was last year's performance.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Chelsea Vs Barca 1-2...(put your finger on your lip)
It was definitely a match filled with action. By two of the most superior teams in the world. YEt both were not playing to their full potential. I must admit that Petr Cech is really world class, just look at the number of reactional saves he made. And Drogba just disappoints again, missing point blank chances. Good imitation of CIsse.
There were pLenty of reaction, mostly jubilation, following Barca's win. Of course some immature comments abound and rightly so if it involves Barca being the best team in the world. I had a nice chat with Yichao on that.And duly convinced him. Despite so, it is just a waste of time pointing the obvious to the immune, so no way am I going to get drawn in any discussions at least until after my exams. Notice how no players or coaches claim a team to be the best in the world? Any one who plays a sport knows that you either win or lose and that remains the only fact in life. Because being the best means the certainty of winning before any one and any team. People do not understand the motivation and effort required when preparing and competing in a game. And to be the best does not mean having Ronaldinho in your team. People just look at results. So it can easily be Real Zaragoza if they defeat Barca this weekend.
Abit of Karma working here, when Del horno was sent off by Messi's oscar winning performance. Another spaniard with the REds, Reina was similarly red carded, when he rose his hand against Robben. And Robben was involved yesterday. Uncanny. It certainly had me sqiurming in my sofa. Yet when Terry forced the own goal out of Motta, I exploded with a cheer that woke up half my neighborhood.
With the red card, the game seemed appeared to have its decisive twist. Surely not even Mourinho and his depleted side could overcome this kind of adversity, but their stunning ability to defy the odds raised it's head again as Thiago Motta managed to divert Frank Lampard's free-kick towards goal and the game that so needed a goal had just that. It was John Terry's presence alongside Motta that inspired his mistake and the Chelsea skipper then came to the fore like never before. He has long been described as inspirational, but this was a performance that confirmed he can now be placed among the world's best centrebacks.
The ability to come on stronger in the face of overwhelming adversity is what captivated me, and I was first entranced during the same game last year. Then there were plenty of epic clashes including the likes of Real Madrid, Juventus, Bayern Munich and Liverpool. BUt the blues captured my imagination and there was no turning back from then. I like them not for their perfect record in the premiership, nor for their wins over Barca or Bayern or the likes. I like their swagger and their resilience. This overflowing confidence and hunger for success, hunger to win the most coveted titles in football world.
If anyone has been in an arena and realises he has to push himself physically and mentally to the max in order to challenge the opponent in front of him, then he knows how it feels like to be out there facing Barca. Anyone who understands the sport and is a sportsman will not declare his team best, for fear of exposing his own folly. No one said Liverpool or Porto are the best.
And of course I feel there is nothing to jeer about even if Chelsea is knocked out this time, so what? Try again next year! There will always be wins and losses in a competition and to believe that losing is the end of the world is silly. To judge the team on results is normal and what most people do, to look at the performance is also common, but who ever can feel and appreciates the desire and motivation of the players is truly a connoiseur of the game. I am not even confident they will retain the english title next year with Liverpool and Man U looking ready to mount a comeback.
Credit to the Barca team that came back strongly after going a goal down. Incredible attack against incredible defence. Such mouth water attacking flair, for once made me terribly uncomfortable and regrettably that Chelsea is facing them. If they do win the tie, I hope they go on and clinch the Cup with the BIG EARS.
Mourinho added this flourish to his press conference. 'I am so proud of my players, so proud of our supporters and we will go to Barcelona with real belief. We will not go there to look at a beautiful city and say what a nice time we are going to have. We will go there confident, as always.'
So any one else to predict the final score?
I dare you.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Jose and his amazing technicolor overcoat
Blue is the colour, football is the game
We're all together, and winning is our aim
So cheer us on through the sun and rain
'cause Chelsea, Chelsea is our name.
I close my eyes, and stand there grinning.
We can't stop winning, you'll be grinning too.
When I first came, I was delighted.
Could have managed United, but any team would do.
I wore my coat, the world is merry.
I have got John Terry, and Drogba too.
I switch them round, they all are hating.
But I like rotating, any team will do.
A corner kick is just enough
a little flick from Damien Duff
The ball flies right into the net
and We are 1-0 up.
May I return, to the beginning....
so easy winning when your team is blue!
We can go on! I am in heaven playing whatever 11
Any team will do....
We're all together, and winning is our aim
So cheer us on through the sun and rain
'cause Chelsea, Chelsea is our name.
I close my eyes, and stand there grinning.
We can't stop winning, you'll be grinning too.
When I first came, I was delighted.
Could have managed United, but any team would do.
I wore my coat, the world is merry.
I have got John Terry, and Drogba too.
I switch them round, they all are hating.
But I like rotating, any team will do.
A corner kick is just enough
a little flick from Damien Duff
The ball flies right into the net
and We are 1-0 up.
May I return, to the beginning....
so easy winning when your team is blue!
We can go on! I am in heaven playing whatever 11
Any team will do....
The return
The competition is back on in March. Thankfully postponed to a week later, after my exams have ended. Any title hopes? I should think so.
In the name of the Beast
I sound as doleful as a funeral yet i am perfectly happy. I talk as if I am afraid of everything but I am really as brave as a lion.
He became so beautiful and the music so despairing, I do not know which o fthem it was that filled my eyes with tears.
All you have been saying is quite right, I shouldn't wonder. So I won't deny any of what you said. But there's one thing more to be said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things --- trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and God himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of a kingdom of yours is the only world. Well, it strikes me as a pretty poor one. And that's a funny thing, when you come to think of it. We're just babies making up a game, if you're right. But this game can make a play-world which licks your real world hollow. That's why I'm going to stand by the play-world. I'm on God's side even if there isn't any God to lead it. I am going to live as like a Christian even if there isn't any Kingdom. So, I am leaving your court at once and setting out in the dark to spend our lives looking for the Promised Land. Not that our lives will be very long, I should think; but that's a small losee if the world's as dull a place as you say.
He became so beautiful and the music so despairing, I do not know which o fthem it was that filled my eyes with tears.
All you have been saying is quite right, I shouldn't wonder. So I won't deny any of what you said. But there's one thing more to be said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things --- trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and God himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of a kingdom of yours is the only world. Well, it strikes me as a pretty poor one. And that's a funny thing, when you come to think of it. We're just babies making up a game, if you're right. But this game can make a play-world which licks your real world hollow. That's why I'm going to stand by the play-world. I'm on God's side even if there isn't any God to lead it. I am going to live as like a Christian even if there isn't any Kingdom. So, I am leaving your court at once and setting out in the dark to spend our lives looking for the Promised Land. Not that our lives will be very long, I should think; but that's a small losee if the world's as dull a place as you say.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
A Heart warming story
A true account.
There were two close families, which had known each other for at least a decade. One family has a 7 year old son while the other family just had a new addition to the household. Just one day, when the two families had a get-together. the 6 year old boy wanted to carry the baby. The adults sensing his enthusiam, could not help but agree to his request. Being 6 years old and pardonably weak, he slipped and dropped the baby to its death. On the day of the funeral, the aggrieved father of the deceased bady told the 6 year old boy to present himself at the grave for forgiveness. The boy promptly obeyed, however while no one was paying attention, the strickened father stepped on the leg of the boy and grabbed the other. Before any one could intervene, he pulled the poor boy aparted with a maniac burst of strength, straight before the eyes of everyone present. It was all blood and gore as the insides of the boy spilled out and he died an instant but gruelling death. The resulting mess was a most horrible sight......
There were two close families, which had known each other for at least a decade. One family has a 7 year old son while the other family just had a new addition to the household. Just one day, when the two families had a get-together. the 6 year old boy wanted to carry the baby. The adults sensing his enthusiam, could not help but agree to his request. Being 6 years old and pardonably weak, he slipped and dropped the baby to its death. On the day of the funeral, the aggrieved father of the deceased bady told the 6 year old boy to present himself at the grave for forgiveness. The boy promptly obeyed, however while no one was paying attention, the strickened father stepped on the leg of the boy and grabbed the other. Before any one could intervene, he pulled the poor boy aparted with a maniac burst of strength, straight before the eyes of everyone present. It was all blood and gore as the insides of the boy spilled out and he died an instant but gruelling death. The resulting mess was a most horrible sight......
How do you explain this?
The photo was taken by an elderly tourist in Yorkshire. The owner of the developing firm died mysteriously after receiving the negatives. When the photos were out, the tourist took them and the negatives to a lab for analysis and found there was no tampering done whatever so.
Some one is going to create a comic or cartoon based on this!
1、男主角十个有八个是刺猬头或扫把头。
2、主角低龄化，15岁以下的救世主一抓一大把。
3、男主角很多都是矮冬瓜。
4、男主角必定会有句经典口头禅。〔星矢∶我们是女神的圣斗士！.....〕
5、男配角中总有一个长发飘飘冷若冰山且帅得想毁容的家伙。
6、至少有一个或多个成熟性感女配角。
7、少年漫画中，朋友远比女朋友重要。
8、往往主人公前面都有一个高大的身影要追随，比如父亲、前辈、师傅等等。
9、男主角都有蟑螂般顽强的生命力。
10、如果是闯关式打BOSS，每到一关遇上敌人，都会有一个伙伴抢着留下，并很酷地说∶这里交给我！你们快走！
11、出场花哨废话多的人通常很肉脚。
12、被人打到为了加强效果，一定要飞出去撞断柱子或在墙壁上砸出一个大坑后倒着栽下来。
13、若要强调对方的攻击无效，表现手法就是除了脸上的一条细小血痕外毫发无伤。
14、若是我方败，至少要抱着和对方同归于尽。
15、若是敌方败，最后留下的无外两句话∶1。啊啊啊啊！我，我居然会败给你！2。能够和你一战，我死而无撼。
16、重要的人最后要死，留下来的最后一句话是∶我.....能够认识某个角色太好了.....
17、丑陋的杂兵死了总要被四分五裂，帅哥死了绝对全尸，脸上连伤痕都没有。
18、唤醒被人控制丧失理智发狂的人只有两个办法∶拳头和吻。
19、在双方变身、召唤，出招摆POST和进行言语攻击时，双方都不会攻击〔行内规定〕。
20、遭到全身攻击，烂的都是上衣，没见过烂裤子的。
21、主角被打落悬崖还剩手挂住岩石时，敌人一定要来嘲笑一番并且踩他的手。
22、杀掉主角重要的人，可以引发他潜力的爆发。
23、主角通常HP=1时会爆发惊人的力量。
24、一般的BOSS除了征服世界外没其它爱好。
25、预感了某人要死，头脑中总要飞快地闪现此人以往的音容笑貌。
26、东京是最容易遭到毁灭的地方。
27、古装类的两个人决斗一定要在空旷的草地，并刮起大风。过程总是两人一闪而过，落地，摆POST，其中一人倒地。
28、若主角一出场就被冠上“传说中的XXX”称号，到了后期一定有比他更“传说”的人出现。
29、高达的自爆据说是最强的一招。
30、体育类的，正式比赛之前一定要出点事，更可恶的是要用哪伤哪。
31、主角一般附有“天才”的称号。
32、只要有大型世界级比赛，中国队多数会进入四强。
33、只要有中国队，他们肯定穿唐装。
34、凡是怪盗，偷东西之前肯定要发通告。
35、凡是侦探，肯定比在场的警察冷静数倍。
36、凡是高智商杀人犯，杀了人之后肯定不会逃，硬要混在那堆人中等着别人来揭露自己的罪行。
37、侦探在开始推理之前，必定要说“真相只有一个”“犯人就在我们这群人当中”“我一定会把凶手找出来”之类增强气势的台词。
38、阴谋曝光后，杀人犯必定声泪俱下的阐述杀人动机及经过，然后趁人不注意自杀。
2、主角低龄化，15岁以下的救世主一抓一大把。
3、男主角很多都是矮冬瓜。
4、男主角必定会有句经典口头禅。〔星矢∶我们是女神的圣斗士！.....〕
5、男配角中总有一个长发飘飘冷若冰山且帅得想毁容的家伙。
6、至少有一个或多个成熟性感女配角。
7、少年漫画中，朋友远比女朋友重要。
8、往往主人公前面都有一个高大的身影要追随，比如父亲、前辈、师傅等等。
9、男主角都有蟑螂般顽强的生命力。
10、如果是闯关式打BOSS，每到一关遇上敌人，都会有一个伙伴抢着留下，并很酷地说∶这里交给我！你们快走！
11、出场花哨废话多的人通常很肉脚。
12、被人打到为了加强效果，一定要飞出去撞断柱子或在墙壁上砸出一个大坑后倒着栽下来。
13、若要强调对方的攻击无效，表现手法就是除了脸上的一条细小血痕外毫发无伤。
14、若是我方败，至少要抱着和对方同归于尽。
15、若是敌方败，最后留下的无外两句话∶1。啊啊啊啊！我，我居然会败给你！2。能够和你一战，我死而无撼。
16、重要的人最后要死，留下来的最后一句话是∶我.....能够认识某个角色太好了.....
17、丑陋的杂兵死了总要被四分五裂，帅哥死了绝对全尸，脸上连伤痕都没有。
18、唤醒被人控制丧失理智发狂的人只有两个办法∶拳头和吻。
19、在双方变身、召唤，出招摆POST和进行言语攻击时，双方都不会攻击〔行内规定〕。
20、遭到全身攻击，烂的都是上衣，没见过烂裤子的。
21、主角被打落悬崖还剩手挂住岩石时，敌人一定要来嘲笑一番并且踩他的手。
22、杀掉主角重要的人，可以引发他潜力的爆发。
23、主角通常HP=1时会爆发惊人的力量。
24、一般的BOSS除了征服世界外没其它爱好。
25、预感了某人要死，头脑中总要飞快地闪现此人以往的音容笑貌。
26、东京是最容易遭到毁灭的地方。
27、古装类的两个人决斗一定要在空旷的草地，并刮起大风。过程总是两人一闪而过，落地，摆POST，其中一人倒地。
28、若主角一出场就被冠上“传说中的XXX”称号，到了后期一定有比他更“传说”的人出现。
29、高达的自爆据说是最强的一招。
30、体育类的，正式比赛之前一定要出点事，更可恶的是要用哪伤哪。
31、主角一般附有“天才”的称号。
32、只要有大型世界级比赛，中国队多数会进入四强。
33、只要有中国队，他们肯定穿唐装。
34、凡是怪盗，偷东西之前肯定要发通告。
35、凡是侦探，肯定比在场的警察冷静数倍。
36、凡是高智商杀人犯，杀了人之后肯定不会逃，硬要混在那堆人中等着别人来揭露自己的罪行。
37、侦探在开始推理之前，必定要说“真相只有一个”“犯人就在我们这群人当中”“我一定会把凶手找出来”之类增强气势的台词。
38、阴谋曝光后，杀人犯必定声泪俱下的阐述杀人动机及经过，然后趁人不注意自杀。
A bit of trickery
一个数字若去掉前面第一个数字是13，若去掉最后一个数字是40，请问原数是多少？
牛的舌头和尾巴在什么时候遇在一起？
小张被关在一间并没有上锁的房间里，可是他使出....
什么照片看不出照的是谁？
农夫养了10头牛，为什么只有19只角？
胖妞生病了，最怕别人来探病时说什么？
狐狸精最擅长迷惑男人,那么什么"精"男女一起迷?
放大镜不能放大的东西是什么？
山上有三只狼猎人用枪打死一只还有多少只？
你用左手还是右手写字？
那种人一年只工作一次？
什么东西最容易满足?
如果你有一双翅膀你会做什么？
一个人在漆黑的路上却看见50米远的地方....
电和闪电最大的区别是什么？
红豆熟了之后会生出什么呢？
牛的舌头和尾巴在什么时候遇在一起？
小张被关在一间并没有上锁的房间里，可是他使出....
什么照片看不出照的是谁？
农夫养了10头牛，为什么只有19只角？
胖妞生病了，最怕别人来探病时说什么？
狐狸精最擅长迷惑男人,那么什么"精"男女一起迷?
放大镜不能放大的东西是什么？
山上有三只狼猎人用枪打死一只还有多少只？
你用左手还是右手写字？
那种人一年只工作一次？
什么东西最容易满足?
如果你有一双翅膀你会做什么？
一个人在漆黑的路上却看见50米远的地方....
电和闪电最大的区别是什么？
红豆熟了之后会生出什么呢？
Into Autumn
2 more weeks to exams. The intervarsity judo competition would have been the day before my first paper. If not for two polys being unable to commit. So it has been postponed to August. And I dare say I shall win it. I feel quite confident now and give me more time, I shall definitely keep improving.
Friday, February 17, 2006
Another bLog I am unable to finish... Elvin yio and his wonderful play
Yesterday Night I went for a most remarkable performance. A play entitled Memories of a Red Autumn. Suspiciously seems to be inspired by a certain Geisha movie. The main leads were ugly. At least that is how I perceive them from where I was seated. Then there is ELvin YIO! Undoubtedly the star of the night, with every appearance drawing waves of laughter and thunderous applause.
constellations
The light was leaving
in the west it was blue
The children's laughter sang
and skipping just like the stones they threw
the voices echoed across the way
it's getting late
It was just another night
with the sun set and the moon rise
not so far behind
to give us just enough light
to lay down underneath the stars
listen to papa's translations
of the stories across the sky
we drew our own constellations
The west winds often last too long
the wind may calm down
nothing ever feels the same
Sheltered under the Kamani tree
waiting for the passing rain
clouds keep moving to uncover the scene
stars above are chasing the day away
to find the stories that we sometimes need
Listen close enough
all else fades
f
a
d
e
sa
w
a
y
.
.
.
It was just another night
with the sun set and the moon rise
not so far behind
to give us just enough light
to lay down underneath the stars
listen to all the translations
of the stories across the sky
we drew our own constellations
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Th e decision to end a life
PINELLAS PARK, Fla. - Terri Schiavo, the severely brain-damaged woman who spent 15 years connected to a feeding tube in an epic legal and medical battle that went all the way to the White House and Congress, died Thursday, 13 days after the tube was removed. She was 41.
Schiavo died at the Pinellas Park hospice where she lay for years while her husband and her parents fought over her in the nation's most bitter — and most heavily litigated — right-to-die dispute.
The feud between the parents, Bob and Mary Schindler, and their son-in-law continued even after her death: The Schindlers' spiritual advisers said the couple had been at their daughter's besides minutes before the end came, but were not there at the moment of her death because Michael Schiavo did not want them in the room.
"And so his heartless cruelty continues until this very last moment," said the Rev. Frank Pavone. He added: "This is not only a death, with all the sadness that brings, but this is a killing, and for that we not only grieve that Terri has passed but we grieve that our nation has allowed such an atrocity as this and we pray that it will never happen again."
David Gibbs III, a lawyer for the Schindlers, said: "This is indeed a sad day for the nation, for the family. ... God loves Terri more than they do. She is at peace."
Michael Schiavo's attorney, George Felos, announced the death but had no immediate comment beyond that.
A small group of activists sang religious hymns outside the hospice, raising their hands to the sky and closing their eyes.
Dawn Kozsey, 47, a musician who was among those outside Schiavo's hospice, wept. "Words cannot express the rage I feel," she said. "Is my heart broken for this? Yes."
Schiavo suffered severe brain damage in 1990 after her heart stopped because of a chemical imbalance that was believed to have been brought on by an eating disorder. Court-appointed doctors ruled she was in a persistent vegetative state, with no real consciousness or chance of recovery.
The feeding tube was removed with a judge's approval March 18 after Michael Schiavo argued that his wife told him long ago she would not want to be kept alive artificially. His in-laws disputed that, and argued that she could get better with treatment. They said she laughed, cried, responded to them and tried to talk.
During the seven-year legal battle, Florida lawmakers, Congress and President Bush tried to intervene on behalf of her parents, but state and federal courts at all levels repeatedly ruled in favor of her husband. The case focused national attention on living wills, since Schiavo left no written instructions in case she became disabled.
After the tube that supplied a nutrient solution was disconnected, protesters streamed into Pinellas Park to keep vigil outside her hospice, with many arrested as they tried to bring her food and water. The Vatican likened the removal of her feeding tube to capital punishment for an innocent woman. The Schindlers pleaded for their daughter's life, calling the removal of the tube "judicial homicide."
An autopsy is planned, with both sides hoping it will shed more light on the extent of her brain injuries.
Gov. Jeb Bush, whose repeated attempts to get the tube reconnected also failed, said that millions of people around the state and world will be "deeply grieved" by her death but that the debate over her fate could help others grapple with end-of-life issues.
"After an extraordinarily difficult and tragic journey, Terri Schiavo is at rest," Bush said. "I remain convinced, however, that Terri's death is a window through which we can see the many issues left unresolved in our families and in our society. For that, we can be thankful for all that the life of Terri Schiavo has taught us."
President Bush, the governor's brother, was expected to speak on Schiavo's death later Thursday.
Although several right-to-die cases have been fought in the courts across the nation in recent years, none had been this public, drawn-out and bitter.
Six times, the U.S. Supreme Court declined to intervene. Schiavo's fate was debated on the floor of Congress and by President Bush, who signed an extraordinary bill March 21 that let federal judges review her case.
"In extraordinary circumstances like this, it is wise to always err on the side of life," the president said.
But federal courts refused again and again to overturn the central ruling by Pinellas County Circuit Judge George W. Greer, who said Michael Schiavo had convinced him that Terri Schiavo would not have wanted to be kept alive by artificial means.
Described by her family as a shy woman who loved animals, music and basketball, Terri Schindler grew up in Pennsylvania and battled a weight problem in her youth.
"And then when she lost all the weight, she really became quite beautiful on the outside as well. What was inside she allowed to shine out at that point," a friend, Diane Meyer, said in 2003.
She met Michael Schiavo — pronounced SHY-voh — at Bucks County Community College near Philadelphia in 1982. They wed two years later. After they moved to Florida, she worked in an insurance agency.
But recurring battles with weight led to the eating disorder that was blamed for her collapse at age 26. Doctors said she suffered severe brain damage when her heart stopped beating because of a potassium imbalance. Her brain was deprived of oxygen for 10 minutes before she was revived, doctors estimated.
Because Terri Schiavo did not leave written wishes on her care, Florida law gave preference to Michael Schiavo over her parents. But the law also recognizes parents as having crucial opinions in the care of an incapacitated person.
A court-appointed physician testified her brain damage was so severe that there was no hope she would ever have any cognitive abilities.
Still, her parents, who visited her nearly every day, reported their daughter responded to their voices. Video showing the dark-haired woman appearing to interact with her family was televised nationally. But the court-appointed doctor said the noises and facial expressions were reflexes.
Both sides accused each other of being motivated by greed over a $1 million medical malpractice award from doctors who failed to diagnose the chemical imbalance.
However, that money, which Michael Schiavo received in 1993, has all but evaporated, spent on his wife's care and the court fight. Just $40,000 to $50,000 remained as of mid-March.
Michael Schiavo's lawyers suggested the Schindlers wanted to get some of the money. And the Schindlers questioned their son-in-law's sincerity, saying he never mentioned his wife's wishes until winning the malpractice case.
The parents tried to have Michael Schiavo removed as his wife's guardian because he lives with another woman and has two children with her. Michael Schiavo refused to divorce his wife, saying he feared the Schindlers would ignore her desire to die.
Schiavo lived in her brain-damaged state longer than two other young women whose cases brought right-to-die issues to the forefront of public attention.
Karen Quinlan lived for more than a decade in a vegetative state — brought on by alcohol and drugs in 1975 when she was 21; New Jersey courts let her parents take her off a respirator a year after her injury. Nancy Cruzan, who was 25 when a 1983 car crash placed her in a vegetative state, lived nearly eight years before the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that her parents could withdraw her feeding tube.
Schiavo's feeding tube was briefly removed in 2001. It was reinserted after two days when a court intervened. In October 2003, the tube was removed again, but Gov. Jeb Bush rushed "Terri's Law" through the Legislature, allowing the state to have the feeding tube reinserted after six days. The Florida Supreme Court later ruled that law was an unconstitutional interference in the judicial system.
Nearly two weeks ago, the tube was removed for a third and final time.
A song
牵着你在天空飞翔
这样看世界不一样
有了你在身旁笑的脸庞
世界或许
就这么宽广
忽然就忘记了慌张
人海之中你最明亮
无意间的影响
渐渐扩张
你丰富我生活感想
何必寻找所谓的天堂
原来我因为你
不想再去流浪
情愿平凡
不拥有一切也无妨
有了你在心上
已然是天堂
已经是天堂
这样看世界不一样
有了你在身旁笑的脸庞
世界或许
就这么宽广
忽然就忘记了慌张
人海之中你最明亮
无意间的影响
渐渐扩张
你丰富我生活感想
何必寻找所谓的天堂
原来我因为你
不想再去流浪
情愿平凡
不拥有一切也无妨
有了你在心上
已然是天堂
已经是天堂
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Medicine is a privilege.
Someone told me in China that Medicine is a privilege. That being admitted to the faculty and administered the right the pursue this ancient art and modern science is a privilege. It struck a cord with me definitely. Then just two days ago, a friend who got admitted into medicine only after his second attempt let it be known that he felt other less capable were chosen ahead of him during his rejected try. Some within the faculty itself feels that there are others unworthy of this destiny amongst us. Sometimes I wonder too.
How can we tell a person's worth by his appearance? AS so often many do. I had the fortune to realise that beneath every non chalent and nondescript showing, there is actually a talented and highly intelligent being....at least most of those I met in medicine. So I would disagree with those who feel that their places in medicine have been ousted from them by lesser people.
So, the rich get admitted? and only the truly capable poor are considered? it may seem so when almost 1 out of 3 drives and appear to have a powerful or affluent background. sons and daughters of ministers and doctors and megarich businessmen/aeroplane builders/famous litigators and so on. It would be too easy to jump to conclusion that medicine is an exclusive fraternity.
However, one must note the number of rich and famous getting rejected as well. Top surgeons in Mount elizabeth, their son did not manage to secure a place in NUS and continue their good work. Chairpersons of medical boards, presidents of multinational business and the likes, their lineage found themselves wanting in the prospects of admission. Then there are the common people around. Not everyone has a MErcedes to to chaffeur around on campus when simple walking or catching the internal shuttle would suffice. though I know one who does have such an entourage. Then there is the accusation of smugness, or immature thinking. Perhaps there is no need for pretence in a place full of friends. Some just exudes confidence, unaware that there might be a handful uncomfortable with this strong showing of belief. Because alot of us are confident people.
Not of just completing what is required of us, but to excel. and to excel so totally. What is wrong with a little bit of confidence? I would really say that those who are in deserve their places while those who just narrowly missed the train, that is life. In life, there will be ranking, there will be competition. So if the exam questions are the same, what you get really is what you are. Of course I must say that those who do not get into medicine, some do really have quality. It just happens for that particular challenge, they came up short.
Another thought. I hear alot of complaints going around. People like to complain about some guy who does not have to serve the army. people like to complain about not having enough money. about trainings that are tough. about not having dates or flowers for valentine. about lousy tutors( i find that particular irritating.). about the infidelity of guys. about insensitive or anti-conventional bloggers. about all sort of things. And I cannot stand all these whining! So I shall address each of these issue careful sometime on!
I myself do moan about one matter though. A consipiracy thoery, that buses always take their own sweet time when I am rushing for my life. It is not even own sweet time, it is taking a bloody long time! How many times have I been extremely late because a bus that normal arrives at 15 min interval turns up only after 30 mins? I hear a kettle... no.. that is just my blood boiling....
Yah how interesting can one's begrudging get.
How can we tell a person's worth by his appearance? AS so often many do. I had the fortune to realise that beneath every non chalent and nondescript showing, there is actually a talented and highly intelligent being....at least most of those I met in medicine. So I would disagree with those who feel that their places in medicine have been ousted from them by lesser people.
So, the rich get admitted? and only the truly capable poor are considered? it may seem so when almost 1 out of 3 drives and appear to have a powerful or affluent background. sons and daughters of ministers and doctors and megarich businessmen/aeroplane builders/famous litigators and so on. It would be too easy to jump to conclusion that medicine is an exclusive fraternity.
However, one must note the number of rich and famous getting rejected as well. Top surgeons in Mount elizabeth, their son did not manage to secure a place in NUS and continue their good work. Chairpersons of medical boards, presidents of multinational business and the likes, their lineage found themselves wanting in the prospects of admission. Then there are the common people around. Not everyone has a MErcedes to to chaffeur around on campus when simple walking or catching the internal shuttle would suffice. though I know one who does have such an entourage. Then there is the accusation of smugness, or immature thinking. Perhaps there is no need for pretence in a place full of friends. Some just exudes confidence, unaware that there might be a handful uncomfortable with this strong showing of belief. Because alot of us are confident people.
Not of just completing what is required of us, but to excel. and to excel so totally. What is wrong with a little bit of confidence? I would really say that those who are in deserve their places while those who just narrowly missed the train, that is life. In life, there will be ranking, there will be competition. So if the exam questions are the same, what you get really is what you are. Of course I must say that those who do not get into medicine, some do really have quality. It just happens for that particular challenge, they came up short.
Another thought. I hear alot of complaints going around. People like to complain about some guy who does not have to serve the army. people like to complain about not having enough money. about trainings that are tough. about not having dates or flowers for valentine. about lousy tutors( i find that particular irritating.). about the infidelity of guys. about insensitive or anti-conventional bloggers. about all sort of things. And I cannot stand all these whining! So I shall address each of these issue careful sometime on!
I myself do moan about one matter though. A consipiracy thoery, that buses always take their own sweet time when I am rushing for my life. It is not even own sweet time, it is taking a bloody long time! How many times have I been extremely late because a bus that normal arrives at 15 min interval turns up only after 30 mins? I hear a kettle... no.. that is just my blood boiling....
Yah how interesting can one's begrudging get.
Saturday, February 11, 2006
pictures first. explanations later
i would like to have 5 kids. 3 girls and 2 guys. just enough for the guys to have each others' company and the girls to have enough clout!
Friday, February 10, 2006
a morsel from the past
So, it has been said that we view the world differently. Some with tinted glasses, some through a looking glass, some with unfazed clarity and some are blind. We peer at the world, so does the world observe us merticulously. The world cares not about thy name, but the workings of thy heart and mind behind thy vulnerable shell.
since, things have changed.
Judo. I love pain. It makes me aware that I am getting stronger. Singing. Through timeless ballads, I can fully feel the stirrings of my strongest emotions.
Ever had regrets? Ever said if only I can turn back time, I would have made it different? Now just stop and look at your life. Look at the next moment of it, the next one hour and the next one year. Are you going to love with all your heart, fight with all your strength and laugh with all your might? Do you foresee any hesitation? Now let your imagination take you to the last day of your life. Imagine you had had your next moments, next minutes and years. If you had not chosen what your heart told you, perhaps you might want a second chance. So return back to the present and you are truly presented with a second chance... Life is magical, just pretend that you are living life all over again, with a chance to erase any regrets. So what do you choose?
It Takes Two, Shrek 2, Infernal Affairs
Ai Xiang Sui, I don's wanna miss a thing
On your last day..If there were one day in the past which you can return to, which day would it be?
Ever had regrets? Ever said if only I can turn back time, I would have made it different? Now just stop and look at your life. Look at the next moment of it, the next one hour and the next one year. Are you going to love with all your heart, fight with all your strength and laugh with all your might? Do you foresee any hesitation? Now let your imagination take you to the last day of your life. Imagine you had had your next moments, next minutes and years. If you had not chosen what your heart told you, perhaps you might want a second chance. So return back to the present and you are truly presented with a second chance... Life is magical, just pretend that you are living life all over again, with a chance to erase any regrets. So what do you choose?
It Takes Two, Shrek 2, Infernal Affairs
Ai Xiang Sui, I don's wanna miss a thing
On your last day..If there were one day in the past which you can return to, which day would it be?
since, things have changed.
Judo. I love pain. It makes me aware that I am getting stronger. Singing. Through timeless ballads, I can fully feel the stirrings of my strongest emotions.
Ever had regrets? Ever said if only I can turn back time, I would have made it different? Now just stop and look at your life. Look at the next moment of it, the next one hour and the next one year. Are you going to love with all your heart, fight with all your strength and laugh with all your might? Do you foresee any hesitation? Now let your imagination take you to the last day of your life. Imagine you had had your next moments, next minutes and years. If you had not chosen what your heart told you, perhaps you might want a second chance. So return back to the present and you are truly presented with a second chance... Life is magical, just pretend that you are living life all over again, with a chance to erase any regrets. So what do you choose?
It Takes Two, Shrek 2, Infernal Affairs
Ai Xiang Sui, I don's wanna miss a thing
On your last day..If there were one day in the past which you can return to, which day would it be?
Ever had regrets? Ever said if only I can turn back time, I would have made it different? Now just stop and look at your life. Look at the next moment of it, the next one hour and the next one year. Are you going to love with all your heart, fight with all your strength and laugh with all your might? Do you foresee any hesitation? Now let your imagination take you to the last day of your life. Imagine you had had your next moments, next minutes and years. If you had not chosen what your heart told you, perhaps you might want a second chance. So return back to the present and you are truly presented with a second chance... Life is magical, just pretend that you are living life all over again, with a chance to erase any regrets. So what do you choose?
It Takes Two, Shrek 2, Infernal Affairs
Ai Xiang Sui, I don's wanna miss a thing
On your last day..If there were one day in the past which you can return to, which day would it be?
time to redefine my blog
Ever had regrets? Ever said if only I can turn back time, I would have made it different? Now just stop and look at your life. Look at the next moment of it, the next one hour and the next one year. Are you going to love with all your heart, fight with all your strength and laugh with all your might? Do you foresee any hesitation? Now let your imagination take you to the last day of your life. Imagine you had had your next moments, next minutes and years. If you had not chosen what your heart told you, perhaps you might want a second chance. So return back to the present and you are truly presented with a second chance... Life is magical, just pretend that you are living life all over again, with a chance to erase any regrets. So what do you choose?
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
who is stupid?
http://www.filecabi.net/video/bushjoke.html
http://www.filecabi.net/video/genius.html
http://www.filecabi.net/video/alicrazysign.html
http://www.filecabi.net/video/george-bush-drunk.html
http://www.filecabi.net/video/bush-timeline-hurricane.html
http://www.filecabi.net/video/genius.html
http://www.filecabi.net/video/alicrazysign.html
http://www.filecabi.net/video/george-bush-drunk.html
http://www.filecabi.net/video/bush-timeline-hurricane.html
pictures speak a thousand words.
the first picture is that of a coffin.
scenery
from the plane.
aerial
in the restaurant
then again, a blog contains more than a thousand words.
so pictures or blog?
Photos first, blog later
No, the first is not me. but what's with the striking resemblance?
Amy and gang. My JC buddies. How time flies and How i miss them . the one in purple is selly julianty! amy is in red. and eugene is in blue. selly and amy are both happily attached. at least that was the latest information I recieved. in such times, nothing is ever certain ... hahahawell the one that doesn't rise as well as the rest is amy's friend. I can't remember what she was doing or was going to do. That night my conversation with her was mere perfunctory.
For sale
Witty(always a lively conversation companion) . Charming personality(great to entertain your friends with). Charismatic(tames your most obstinate domestic animal) . Skilled martial artist( protects your house against burglary). Humorous (gives you a good laugh whenever your mood is down) . Good Tempered(ideal for venting frustrations upon).
Currently in dire financial state.
Monday, February 06, 2006
The mighty Blues
One of my previous entries, Re
scinding Red. I had actually in mind, that means the Reds are in decline. So who are the reds? WHat reds? Rightly asked. The reds are none other than the previous european champions liverpool. It was in anticipation of the show down on sunday that I put that title down. How apt does it seem now. Beaten convincingly and what a humbling it is.Mighty Blues. WHat waves are the blues ocean creating!
I tried uploading some pictures, but failed. Alas words will have to do!
Another day, another step
It is time to get serious about things, to pick up those books and spend long hours head buried within them. Anatomy is getting abit abstract for me. Not that it is a problem. Not without a solution anyway. I went and bought a copy of Netter's. Hand drawn schema of body systems and organs and so on. It costs me a hundred bucks and my heart is still feeling the pain.
A thought came to my mind, I have been spending too much, perhaps I should just leave home without my wallet, just 3 dollars and an ezylink card. Good for my weight also. Good for my weight, that is most important. Talk about a balloon. Talk about me.
I am starting on my new book. Reading it I mean, not writing it..
Been through a lot of good books, good books bring you to places your imagination can't on its own. Places you delight in, you marvel about or places that scare the shit out of you. Fantasy, horrror, classics, Sci-fi and many more. Right now it is Narnia. Got it at a very good rate. Was through with Michael Crichton's State of Fear. A book I agree largely with. Shall mention it one of these days.
A brave New World by Aldous Huxley is one for the cynicals. 1984, Animal Farm by George Orwell. Horror stories by Lovecraft, ALfred Hitchcock and the likes. Fantasy by SUsan Dexter, David Eddings and Terry Pratchett include The Tamuli series, Discworld. Political thrillers by Jeffery Archer(together with Michael Crichton and Sydney Sheldon, whose books I have all but read). There are of course Lord of the rings and Harry Potter. Hitchhiker's guide to Galaxy series is some of the most entertaining texts I had come across. Then there is Charles dickens Great expectations, so on and so forth.
WHy did I bother to list out so many books? The list probably goes way longer. Definitely.
Saw Basu in school today, can't remember what we talked about, or how it led to books. So I just listed some of the great reads.
It is always important not to have casual Texts, texts are sacred ( at least to the lover of literature). Enough of another entry of rambling. Good night.
A thought came to my mind, I have been spending too much, perhaps I should just leave home without my wallet, just 3 dollars and an ezylink card. Good for my weight also. Good for my weight, that is most important. Talk about a balloon. Talk about me.
I am starting on my new book. Reading it I mean, not writing it..
Been through a lot of good books, good books bring you to places your imagination can't on its own. Places you delight in, you marvel about or places that scare the shit out of you. Fantasy, horrror, classics, Sci-fi and many more. Right now it is Narnia. Got it at a very good rate. Was through with Michael Crichton's State of Fear. A book I agree largely with. Shall mention it one of these days.
A brave New World by Aldous Huxley is one for the cynicals. 1984, Animal Farm by George Orwell. Horror stories by Lovecraft, ALfred Hitchcock and the likes. Fantasy by SUsan Dexter, David Eddings and Terry Pratchett include The Tamuli series, Discworld. Political thrillers by Jeffery Archer(together with Michael Crichton and Sydney Sheldon, whose books I have all but read). There are of course Lord of the rings and Harry Potter. Hitchhiker's guide to Galaxy series is some of the most entertaining texts I had come across. Then there is Charles dickens Great expectations, so on and so forth.
WHy did I bother to list out so many books? The list probably goes way longer. Definitely.
Saw Basu in school today, can't remember what we talked about, or how it led to books. So I just listed some of the great reads.
It is always important not to have casual Texts, texts are sacred ( at least to the lover of literature). Enough of another entry of rambling. Good night.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Jose Mourinho
Under Roman Abramovich, Chelsea want the best personnel in all areas - and usually they get their man.
AubreyWashington/Empics
Bobby Robson and Mourinho as Barcelona take on Hercules in January 1997
When searching for a new manager it was clear they weren't going to settle for anything other than the best - and, according to the man they appointed, that's what they got. Mourinho is the self-titled 'Special One'. His rise from being a mere translator to managing the richest club in the world has been nothing short of meteoric. Despite his father Felix having represented the Portuguese national team as a goalkeeper, Mourinho never played professionally and instead, from a relatively young age, focused his sights on a coaching career. He had held low-profile positions at Estrela Amadora and Vitoria Setubal before taking his first high-profile role in football in 1992 when appointed to work under Bobby Robson at Sporting Lisbon. Mourinho initially worked as a translator to Robson, but he turned out to be much more than a linguist. From an early age he had been fascinated by football tactics and impressed by his attention to detail, work ethic and passion, Bobby Robson would give him increasingly more responsibility with the first team. His tactical insight soon became apparent and he gradually became more involved in team affairs, impressing in the training sessions which he took. Mourinho had clearly caught Robson's attention, who had a feeling that Jose would make it to the top one day: 'What struck me about Mourinho was that he was a student of football. He was very intelligent, enthusiastic and was very keen to learn. 'He never said to me that he wanted to be a head coach, but I had a feeling that one day he would go a long way in the game. He had great confidence in his own ability.' And when Robson moved on to Porto in 1993, it was no surprise that he took his good friend and colleague with him; Mourinho duly became his assistant manager. The Robson and Mourinho partnership began to click. In three years at Porto, they clinched two titles. The Robson-Mourinho combo moved on to Barcelona in 1996, where they won a pair of Spanish Cups (1997 and 1998) and the European Cup Winners' Cup in 1997. However, the Nou Camp was to be the last staging post for the partnership. In 1998 Robson received an offer from PSV Eindhoven that was too good to refuse - and instead of following his tutor to another new club, Mourinho decided to chance his arm away from Robson and stayed on at Barca in a coaching capacity, this time under new manager Louis Van Gaal.
NealSimpson/Empics
Chelsea boss Jose Mourinho
However, under the Dutchman Mourinho's days were numbered and he was forced out of the job as Van Gaal tried, unsuccessfully, to re-unite the coaching team that had led Ajax to so much success. Mourinho did not have long to wait before landing his first full managerial post, when he was appointed Benfica boss in 2000. But his reign was shortlived, lasting only nine games before he resigned due to problems in the boardroom. Despite being able to boast that he had been involved with Portugal's top three teams (Sporting, Porto and Benfica), the experience was not one Mourinho enjoyed. Of course, Mourinho's considerable ambition and drive meant that he wasn't going to be out of a job for long, and within months of taking a new job in 2001 he had taken perennial strugglers Uniao de Leiria into fourth place and into Europe. Porto took note of the young manager's talents, and when their top job became available after a poor start to the 2002/03 season it was immediately offered to Mourinho, who jumped at the chance to have a crack at the league title with a talented squad. They recovered from their poor start to finish third, with Mourinho putting in place the ingredients for what would be a phenomenal first full season at the helm. Mourinho's team, full of pace, power, and attacking flair (exemplified by midfielder Deco), was supremely organized and stormed to the league title, the domestic cup, and a dramatic win in the UEFA Cup final over Martin O'Neill's Celtic. It was a truly remarkable achievement, and Mourinho was heralded across Europe as a genius - his stock had risen to unprecedented levels, and Tottenham allegedly tried to take him from the Estadio Del Drago. However, the now fearless Mourinho had unfinished business with Porto; he was determined to win the Champions League. Season 2003/04 inevitably yielded more success - Porto retained their league title but, of course, the outstanding success was their clinching of the European Cup after a 3-0 victory against Monaco. Their journey to the final included some memorable scalps, notably Manchester United, after which Sir Alex Ferguson and Mourinho exchanged insults in an unpleasant touchline altercation. The two seemed to have since settled their differences however. Of course when, inevitably, Chelsea came calling in May 2004, Mourinho realized he had taken Porto as far as he could go, and jumped at the chance to take on one of Europe's most challenging (and best paid) jobs. He has an eye for a good player as exemplified by the team that he built at Porto, on a relatively small budget (Costinha, Ferreira and Carvalho were all bargains considering the success they brought).
NealSimpson/Empics
Mourinho: Likes the mind games
His man management skills are sound, having been tested by the likes of Derlei and Benni McCarthy, and he generally gets on well with the media despite his touch of arrogance. Mourinho's teams are based on immaculate preparation and organization - the man himself is apparently the first into work everyday and the last home. He is totally dedicated to and obsessed by his job, and with the money at his disposal at Chelsea, the rest of England, and indeed Europe, should be warned. He knows how to win the Champions League and make no mistake, this man is incredibly confident that he will be successful and he will be ruthless in his pursuit of trophies. Mourinho has shown, like his predecessor Claudio Ranieri, that he's unafraid to make full use of Abramovich cheque book. With Arsenal and Manchester United looking on anxiously, and helplessly, as Mourinho swooped for old friends Ferreira and Carvalho from Porto. Also on his shopping list, the signing of two-season wonder Didier Drogba was clinched, as was the less-pricey but nonetheless talented Mateja Kezman. Tiago also arrived from Portugal, as did Morais. Two 'pre-arranged' transfers saw to the arrivals of Euro 2004 stars Petr Cech and Arjen Robben - youngsters to add to Chelsea's embarrassment of riches in the youth department. Many players were shifted out on loan or given free transfers, as Mourinho has elected to have, with mathematical precision typical of the man, a first-team squad of 24 players. His solid start to the 2004/05 season suggested to many that he's here primarily to win games, and secondarily to entertain the crowd. A sequence of 1-0 victories to open the season was criticized, but Mourinho always remained single minded in his approach. Chelsea lost only one Premiership match, and that being to a disputed penalty at Manchester City. They won the Premiership title by 12 points from Arsenal. Added to that, they won the Carling Cup final against Liverpool after extra-time. But Rafael Benitez's men got their revenge for that defeat in the Champions League semi-finals. Yet again it was a controversial goal which eliminated the Blues, with Luis Garcia's shot adjudged to have crossed the line despite the desperate attempts of William Gallas to clear. It was the only goal of the game and Mourinho refuses to acknowledge it was indeed a goal. Playing the increasingly popular 4-5-1/4-3-3 formation, Chelsea wingers pushed forward with speed in support of the lone striker to great effect. It brought a new angle on the argument against playing just one man up front. Despite the glittering success of the season on the pitch, Mourinho and Chelsea had numerous run-ins with the authorities.
MikeEgerton/Empics
Arsenal boss Arsene Wenger turns the other cheek to Mourinho
The most high-profile case came with the Ashley Cole 'tapping-up' affair. Mourinho, along with club officials, had a series of meetings with the Arsenal defender at a London hotel and led to player, manager and club being charged by the Football Association. It was the beginning of a breakdown in relations Gunners boss Arsene Wenger which would result in a long-running public feud. Then there was the row with Liverpool fans, who he had given the 'hush' sign during their Carling Cup final success. Mourinho also hit trouble in the Champions League, when he alleged that Barcelona coach Frank Rijkaard had visited Swedish referee Anders Frisk at half-time during the first leg of their tie at the Nou Camp in February. UEFA accused Chelsea of making false declarations and 'deliberately creating a poisoned and negative ambience' after they refused to attend the post-match news conference and submitted a report detailing their allegations. The referee then received death threats from Chelsea fans and announced his retirement from refereeing. UEFA's head of refereeing Volker Roth described Mourinho as an 'enemy of football'. At the hearing, Mourinho was handed a two-match touchline ban and a fine of around £9,000, which Chelsea was fined around £45,000. Despite the controversy surrounding Mourinho, he continued to have a good rapport with the press, for the most part. Always willing to produce a soundbite for the thronged media men he was a dream for the tabloids. Mourinho furthered strengthened ahead of 2005/06, adding Shaun Wright-Phillips, Asier Del Horno and Michael Essien to an already hugely talented squad. Chelsea started the season on fire, winning their first ten games before hitting something of a blip in October. First they were held to a 1-1 draw by rock-bottom Everton before going out on penalties to Charlton Athletic in the League Cup. They then lost to Real Betis in the Champions League. And to top the disappointing spell, they were then defeat 1-0 by a beleaguered Manchester United at Old Trafford to bring to an end their 40-match unbeaten Premiership run. It was around this time that Wenger's spat with the Chelsea boss really began to gather momentum. First Mourinho called Wenger a 'voyeur' due to his alleged obsession with the champions. Then Wenger hit back by threatening to take legal action against his opposite number. But it didn't end there as Mourinho claimed he had a 120-page dossier listing all the derogatory comments made against his club. Mourinho attempted to calm matters by offering to apologise - if Wenger did so exactly at the same time. It was an invitation which was never likely to be accepted. That prompted the League Managers' Association to call for a truce. Wenger simply said he would not be gagged, meaning the war of words is never likely to be healed. Despite Chelsea's blip few would back against them retaining their Premiership title. Though they may have suffered a wobble, the likes of Arsenal and United have problems of their own to solve in consistency and quality. But Mourinho's main aim now is to lift the Champions League with Chelsea.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
When the land is dark
3.40am. As the minute hand continues its circular journey around the clock face, the hour hand waits eagarly for their reunion... I was reading, was playing my usual game and was waiting for the football match to start. I am turning into a fanatic nowadays. Too much obsession and too little self control.
I have been reading up on the history of the club. Ted Drake, Mathew Hardings, Terry venerables and co. With the game with liverpool this weekend, things are definitely going to get interesting. Of course, there is also the Barcelona match at home on the 22nd. Not in the finest of form recently, but still headstrong and determined to win. My kind of club.
Did i mention somewhere I was going to talk about Yunnan?
A picture taking at the olive plantation. Tried to pose. I thought it looks pretty decent. An olive plantation started by god. God in a dream had inspired this young man, who was soon to cross vast oceans and myraid barriers to just set up this olive plantation.
I wish I could can started. I waited and waited but the pictures just will not load.
And finally, they are here. It was a surprise to see caucasians a
bound, owning land in china, trying to convert the local practice of growing tobacco into that of olive planting. All because God appeared in their dreams.Admirable though. And actually they are a pair of fantastic couple, a small world of their own, blissed and contented. Do I see myself in a similar position in the future? That we would have to wait and see.
It was more of a sight seeing trip, there in the mountains, our glances not impeded by any monstrous modern building, Our eyes roamed and soared above and around. How magnificent is nature.
Can I find any words to describe? Not within my abilities.
No way will I be able to conjure up the imagery of gigantic hills dressed with green vegetation, wearing hats made of white flurry
clouds, the rise and the fall of the land
scape, 
peppered with red and grey soil. As much as I fail, the pictures do not do the view justice, but thats the best I can do. The best.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)