date: Thursday, November 30, 2006 @ 1:40 am
title: Hell of a Week
Prom. Meeting. Prom.I am having a hell of a week this week. I feel even more stressed for this week compared to any moment during A levels. I slept less than 8 hours. I have to compete with time. I see my parents lesser and lesser each day.
This is a crazy week. But I will be rewarded with a crazier weekend - r.n. getaway @ blue mountain kelong. Seriously I am looking forward to this trip. I see this as an opportunity to get closer to God i.e. Project Love and further away from Singapore life -
work and work and work.
Since As ended for me officially last friday. I have been to Vivo 5 times with a day interval for ever 2 days of visitation. I toured the whole place like thousand of times, but still can't really remember where most shops are still located which means the place is madnessly huge.
Oh well. Zara wins after all. For men's stuff. Its like some general sentiments towards Zara tt everyone can find what they wanted there and there only. Its a win-win situation for Zara and his potential loyal customers. I am a fan of Zara. Simply because the clothing complement my figure. Its like they have prepared for me, both in the measurement and the price. They are justified. Woohoohoo.
Looking @ the amt tt I have to invest on prom - its a really hefty
opportunity cost to bear. tt's when a child's character is tested: whether to be considerated to your parents' pocket and their hard earned bucks or mindlessly sweeping the plastics @ the counter contentedly. For me. the latter seems to be a an antithesis to my virtues. Since I'm both price-elastic and taste-inelastic consumer, one has to compromise or else I will be wearing my birthday suit to the prom. That is what I call Retro-momo.
*Cough Cough*
Oh God. Save my throat. Its irritating. This is one adversity that has been around for a week so. argh.
"Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power." - Abraham Lincoln -
date: Saturday, November 25, 2006 @ 9:52 pm
title: PE
post-exams is here and I think i'm strange. but yet again people are people. we have our preferences.
I packed myself with back-to-back activities: having chicken baked rice @ swensen for lunch. tried to collect my desperately needed passport. made my way to vivo. chilled @ vivo with my econsmates. attempt to watch movie @ cathey but failed to. ended up chilling @ ps macs. of course the never ending conversation. finally reaching home early to watch tokoyo drift.
although these are great. but it wasn't the best highlight of my post-exams. its the short pitstop i made @ church before hitting home to don for the night. just that chilling-cum-randomly-helping in church. I found my directions for my short holiday before the nation's call.
Its called
planning.People have all the greatest ideas and innovation but what makes us different from those historical inventors and us: detailed planning. they possess this natural tendency to just plan how to execute their ideas. Strangely but the maggie mee generation happens to lose this ability. Maybe the globalised world paid too much attention in satisfying our instant gratification desries that we lose our onus to be creative. To the point that it needs to be emphasized the government.
What went deep down into me is this: "you need to plan otherwise u will be just trying to complete more urgent stuff rather than important things."
Ouch. but my heart tells me that that's what I needed to accomplish whatever I need to. Even better to finish before my time is up. I will be proud of myself for a while but I know I didn't waste my youth away wastefully.
But weirdly, its difficult to distinguish
urgent and
important when u re planning. With the canlendar placed nicely in front. Everything seems to be equally urgent and important. hahaha. I just need to learn how to make better decisions i guess. That's part and parcel of life.
"Noone owes you a living." -MM Lee Kuan Yew-
date: Thursday, November 23, 2006 @ 5:52 pm
title: Headache
Headache. Headache. Headache.Please save me from killing myself.argh.p.s. one more day n its sweet sweet sweet freedom.
date: Tuesday, November 21, 2006 @ 11:46 pm
title: LD
Life & death.
The chinese news broadcaster melancholicly confessed , "for the past year, every month there is at least one to two cases of sudden deaths. A third of them happens when asleep.."
Frightening news.
Wait a minute. What is the meaning of this?
Alright. Its my in-built workaholistic mechanism. It is churning once again. choo-choo. Oh yeah. I'm well known for my trivity and overly obssession with odd news.
First stop: The Catholic "Father" priests and the institution of marriage are at loggerheads once again. Contestants of the excommunicated vs the Holy See. Seriously trivial to both my beliefs and understanding, yet ironically I happened to be so mesmerized by it.
Point elaborated and sustained. Objection overrule!
Studying too much and deep into literature is a dangerous task. Never try this at home, especially for LDJN. That's why we all study out. At Macs. At coffeebead. At Starbucks. At Airport. At Mos B. At KFC. Anywhere that sells over-the-mountain-overpriced coffee and drinks, comparatively to Kopitiam 90-cent Kopi, there you can find people now slogging for lit and S-paper.
I'm being suspicious of my family. Are they who they are?Alright. I'm paranoid. seriously. Yes back to topic: Sudden Death or cardio-arrest or CA.
CA has been around too much these few years. Unnaturally, the young CAist are going to occupy the pie chart sooner or later or maybe already have but just that we are not being informed. It's a pretty ugly scene. Noone wants that. The more the younger dies with reduced birth rate in most developed countries, the more likely the society is going to age. With life expectancy rising is a gd thing but the bell curve shifting higher and higher.
It's an unhealthy sign...
Firstly, I will be taxed much more, unless I'm horribly rich ("most likely" the case in what 20 years' time), which my taxed amount is income inelastic against my horribly excessive disposable income.
Secondly, progessive direct tax is going to have a regressive effect on my incentive to get promoted.
Solution: I should restructure my company such that a middle-stage manager earns 1.1 million and CEO earns 1 million annually. What an intelligent way to play with legal loopholes and remain employed disincentive to promote. I'm beginning to observe slight whisper of smoke oozing out from my ears.
Anyway. I hope there's really noone trying out the "Death Note" gimmik. I seriously wonder if there is any link between the deaths and movie. Alright. I'm getting speed in
my Intel Core 2.0 processor and
my Litm battery is raging fire. And I should stop before the harddisk get stir fried.
"Chaos creates heroes." -Romance of the Three Kingdoms-
date: @ 5:43 pm
title: Change
New Season. New Skin. New Life. Everything is new.
'Change is the only constant thing' -Anonymous-
date: Thursday, November 16, 2006 @ 11:34 pm
title: Catch 22
I think exams made me rather numb to my emotions and insecurity. I have been blog surfing, which is rather usual, for the past two hours. Reading one entry after another cursing and swearing at A levels.
It struck me - so how did I find it?
Strangely. I have little comment about it and its frightening. This is what Catch-22 is all about.
I have drawn two conclusion to my observation, on par with my surrounding reaction vs my reaction: either I have been suffering depression to the extent that my mind has burnt out from all the depression and has lost its judgement over emotional events OR I'm abnormal. awkwardly abnormal.
I rather go with the latter. Whatever. I think I'm still sane for the time being before the onslaught of literature. Hardcore version. You see.. I lack the flair and my language is my pitfall. I can't really express myself well, espeically under stress and on black and white. Its a recipe for misunderstanding and confusion. I can say A but write B. Seldom. unless I am confident and confortable with my language, coupled with my calm state of mind, I can produce or imitate a piece of reasonable work. To survive in any element of circumstance, there is a need for two products - flair and hard work. Due to the inability to achieve the demanded language talents, hard work is my only alternative to compensate my weakness:
".. it is his childish habits and bachelor shyness, not his morale weakness .."
some random phrase from the prose I practiced before tomorrow's paper. Utterly madness. I was trying to analysis how true is that phrase pertaining to me. Utterly madness.
This is what I call workaholicism. Living your working habits in your life - confusing work with lifestyle. 9 to 5 is normal living but anything outside that is abnormal. This life is all about achievements after achievements, where relaxation is a sin. Oh man.
"One life. Live it. Brought to you by M1."
Now my brain is telling me to rest and cease my abnormal living. So tell me whether I'm Catch-22?
date: @ 8:50 pm
title: bomb
alright.
seriously i didn't expect to be swallowed up by odd yahoo news.
Question: What is the four-letter-word that will land u in jail?
Answer: B-O-M-B.
Explanation:
http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20061115/od_nm/bomb_fine_dcmorale of the story: dun mess with singapore airlines. we are such a 'fine' city :)
date: Friday, November 10, 2006 @ 1:13 am
title: News
5 Major happenings for the past weeks:
1.) Lodged a 2-page long feedback(complain) to TIBS for their lacking in bus cleanliness.
2.) Prayed almost an hour every day for the past week with my fellow cg mate.
3.) General paper n Mathematics are history for now.
4.) Studying my literature for real this time round.
5.) Found out that my old old friend that's around my age is now a mum with a relatively young child.
The world spins fast without much notices.
P.s. US is in a big messy with the power shift to the democrats. But it does not affect my mood for A levels anyway. I will care only after 24th.
