Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Got meaning de k. I shall now attempt to decipher the code here. lol
History of a man surnamed Shi eating lion. (Title)
The man in the story called upon himself a 石室诗士. In other sense a poet.
His favourite passtime is none other than eating lions.
He swears to eat 10 lions.
Shi always head to the market place to view lions.
10 times (Not sure yah), he visited the market place.
At this time, he saw 10 lions.
......, looks like 10 lions have been dead.
K! I give up! It's too tough. Someone care to explain. Lol~~!
Monday, May 22, 2006
Well, it seems like such gaming spirit revived ever since the arrival of cai cai. Cos this baby is always getting into some antics that would tickle the entire family. Just this evening, me, mom, dad and sis engaged in a family "battle". Playing it was relatively simple but winning it was tough and sis always gets the upper hand. We pitted against one another to fight for no other than cai's attention. Whoever gets cai to run to him/her wins. Well, I lost miserably cos cai always respond to sis's call. It must either be the frequency of her voice or something magical about her that cai loves so much to always do so. And boy does food buy his love. Dad won a few rounds when he lure cai with biscuits... Well, I must be the evil Jie Jie as usual cos I "inflict" pain to him most. Hiak hiak hiak *evil grinz*
What to do, it hurts him everytime I try to apply ointment on his injured paws, clip his nails, dig his ears, whacks his butt when he does wrong, forcing him to oblige during teeth cleaning blah blah blah.
Well, not jealous la. Still my precious little imp. =P
Wolf: Hi Feng! Morning.. *wink*
Feng (with a tad of embarrasment): Ah Hiya Sir
Feng goes off work early and bumps into him:
Wolf: Have a nice weekend! *smilez*
Feng (smiling impishly): Hehehe same to you ya.
Feng submits a half-day leave form to him directly cos she was to be chauffeur:
Wolf: Wow! Can you be my chauffeur then
Feng: If you can pay me enough! *grinz*
And Feng gets the halfday free and uncounted for.
Feng comes to work with a pale and listless face:
Wolf and colleagues: You look unwell. Take the day off.
Wolf: I hope you ain't bored down by work.
Wolf enters the staff room:
Wolf: Fun is over....
Feng and colleagues give "stressful" face.
Few possibilities when he does that:
- Deliver mail he picks up (Feng will go "Oh.. you playing deliverman again" + *grinz*)
- Picks up demo stuff from our office
- Seeks technical help
- Discuss serious matters of course
Be warned though that people who have not read the book may not understand some jargons.
Friday, May 19, 2006
They are just asking for trouble cos many would have forgotten about the entire episode. By releasing those clips, people are back to contemplating if the government has a part to play in this.
Just look at the comments people post for the below clips.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Take Harry Potter for example, the movies never really does the book justice. There are always intricate details that are missed out yet important for the story development. Such details make reading those books enjoyable and you just can't wait to savour them. Can't help it but feel abit let down whenever I watch its movies. So I do actually prefer reading the books instead.
Think it's gonna be the same for the Davinci Code since its always hard to represent everything within a short 2 1/2 hr. Nevertheless, I am still really curious how the actual monuments and supposedly evidence all look like real life! I'm anticipating!
One thing I learnt this morn is never to belittle people around you esp cabbies... Met so many of them and many a times, each of them have their own background and surprisingly interesting histories. There was this one who was retrenched from a >10k job, another who used to be a businessman earning his millions and others who were reduced to cab driving during the 1995 financial downturn. The one I met this morning is power. muahahaha... From his look, you really can't guess that he is making >USD$80k every month. Not going to share what his business is about muahahahaha... But I learnt quite a bit. Coolz~!
Hm... I just got "promoted" too. The fruit stall uncle saw me this morning and called me his daughter.
Uncle: Eh 女儿, 你来了啊.
Me: Wah.. 我升值变你女儿了啊.
Then he went on to tell one of his workers to go get his eyes examined. I was thinking what a nice boss he is when he went on to add:
Perhaps it was this beautiful feeling after talking to the cabby, fruit stall uncle and auntie, that I was smiling to myself despite people around. Met a group of really well dressed people at my lift landing and one of ladies started to chat me up. To put it the nice way, I got head-hunted. lol~
She's from one of the Financial Companies and they were in NTU for career recruitment. A quick glance at her namecard told me she belongs to the higher management. Talking in a matter of fact tone she went: "What's a pretty girl like you doing in such a work environment? Come join us. blah blah blah blah.." The usual recruitment strategy. Though wasn't totally interested in what her company has to offer (very very probably a financial planner job), having to talk to some strangers kinda brushes up your comm skills in someway or another. Think she enjoyed our conversation as well.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Like any usual morning, I stopped by the fruit stall to get my tao suan with you tiao of cos. Uncle still at it again asking if I want those you tiao. lol. And yet again he asked (for the utmost no. of times) what time was my lesson commencing. =P Had to remind him again and again that I'm already working. Smirkingly, he apologised and said that I looked like a student more than a working adult. Still very young.
Hoo~~! Feng does the Hard Gay Hoo.
To the drinks stall to get my coffee. With our usual greetings and chit chats, one of the aunties said my voice was soft and "you3" (Dunno how to translate from hokkien). Eh.... I'm known for being loud lor... Muahahaha.. And the last she commented was that my voice's very dei (撒娇)! Sure not... maybe she never watch those taiwanese drama or variety shows. I thought my voice is natural more sharp but not dei ba. Hm...
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
No point harping on loses, living in thy regrets and lamenting on unfairness.
They say time is the best indicator. It tells the strength of relationships, tests the endurance of man, trials the ups and downs before one reaches his/her final destination.
Perhaps afterall, the aries in me isn't like its supposed to be - Embrace change.
For one, I'm lazy. Once in a comfortable position, I suddenly feel like a fat pig refusing to bulge from its resting stance. Take for instance my job, its getting me nowhere. In fact that fire in me to take my career to greater heights have never really ignite to its full potential. Heck those fortune tellers who constantly tells me that I'll do great in this area, have lotsa opportunities and 大作为. Opportunities do come knocking at your door, but one has to learn to see it and grab it in time. If not, once it turns its back on you, it will never to look back. Maybe there were once many windows of opportunities but I failed to see them. Well well... My job is really getting too comfortable at times that I wonder if it's time to rethink and reset my goals. It doesn't help that my dear uncle and mom keeps telling me how I should not have stayed thus long in my field and to seek better pastures. "It's the cow in me.." I would push blame to.
So where do I get on from here... hm... thought provoking.
Sunday, May 14, 2006
The parking was outrageous (at least to a newb like me).
Anyway, here's our spread on the floor! LOL~~
From top left anticlockwise: Lalas, Ostrich Meat (My first time and its nice!), Chilli Kang Kong and Oats Prawns.
Din get to ta bao the seafood from the most patronised stall cos it was too long a queue. -.-" Will promise to take revenge the next time.
Well, Cai din wanna lose out so he gets his place near us.
Our first ever Mother's day cake!!! Cos mom bakes great cakes herself so this is the first time we got her a cake from Bengawan Solo. Yum!!! Choc Banana - their latest flavour. Tasted better ones actually but this one can do.
As usual, we got mom her bouquet of flowers.
Was really weird to be renting a car at a weird timing like 8am....
Me, Mom and Cai walked all the way to the rental shop at Sembawang road from our home (Yishun). You can imagine how tired we were, not to say cai. He was panting like nobody's business.
So we thought it was lethargy for him when he first got on the car. But subsequent for the next few days, we realised that he will automatically feel sleepy inside a car.
After taking the car, I drove down to Mandai Camp to pick up dear bro then sent them home before I headed off to work. Met up with GF in the evening and for the first time after that, I met one of the largest downpour while night driving on the expressway. One word to describe that experience - FREAKY...
Imagine for one second you see nothing and the next you only get to see just dim lights coming from the other cars. We had to all go at not more than 20km...
The pict below (taken on a day) is considered very good visibility already if I were to compare...
12th May - Vesak Day
It's bro's turn to take over the wheels. Our first stop is a guan yin temple in yishun. As usual, cai demonstrated wat it is called to sleep in the car. Yupz~! He had a part in going to the temple. Who says dogs dun pray? LOL~
The next stop was originally lunch at Changi Village cos I was complaining of hunger. Ended up that the place was too packed so we had to redirect to East Point in Simei. Was greatly disappointed to find Pet Safari closed! To Loyang Tua Peh Kong we went next! Yes... there's always this craze to go to the temples whenever mom rents a car. Dun ask why cos I dunno myself, somehow it has become a norm and a thing to do.
Was another rainy day but thankfully it was still day time.
On our way towards Yishun to alight sis.
Many traffic lights were down as well.
It's silly yes (cos we were already so near home) but to Toa Payoh again we headed for Dinner at Sizzlers!
I had Spicy Chicken Thighs~~~!! They were great!
The car was free for the evening, so I took it and met GF again to our favourite hideout, Dome. They served the most bitter mocha I ever tasted, but I love it! The combination of ice cream over mocha is totally yummy~~!.
After that, we drove many places (erm.. can say we got lost muahahaha) before I took GF home and went to fetch sis and her friend from their concert.
Another tiring day cos most of our time were spent in the car.....
Woked up pretty early, so I decided to take cai to Yishun dam and then Sembawang Park for his walk.
Boy did that little monster enjoyed himself.
It was bro's main duty at the wheels again for the rest of the day. To Orchard we headed as the first destination to take dad, mom and sis for their High Tea at Grand Hyatt Hotel organized by NTU. After which, we had plenty of time and nothing to do. So we took a spin to wherever it takes.. From missing a turn to Upper Thomson to Novena Square to Sim Lim and to pray. Even as a passenger, I was getting really tired.
Took dad and sis home before we headed to our cousin's at Boon lay. How can one not be tired out... Anyway, the highlight of the day was a free dinner at Swensens Jurong Point! Aunt's treat.
My Grilled Samba Fish.
Was too tiring for us except bro cos he's getting very comfy with driving. So we all headed home and that was the end of the day's activities.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Like I will be taken in. Mr Sim said it was paid with his ATM card. -.-" -.-"
For all I know, I don't remember ever seeing alot of digits in any of his bank accounts.
"Cool! How much is the rental charges now?" I asked.
Immediately Mrs Sim knew her ploy has been seen through.
The same dirty green Ford. The same no. plate. Even the smell smells the same! LOL~~!
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
That's only when you have an account with them. Very nice photography and captions.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
I took one of her hands into mine and suddenly felt a surge to cry. It's been so long since I last held her hands. I cannot remember when was the last time even. Think it could have been the time when she took care of me when I was a kid. The very same hand that moulded my childhood has become frail and thin throughout the years and I have never really noticed. I wondered as a grandchild what have I done for her. Suddenly felt like taking a picture with her then...
Uncle: Wah gal 你越来越美.
Me: No lor uncle. 很多我年纪的人不觉得. 我现在戴这个 (pointed to my braces) 很难看.
Uncle: 不是这样说的. Uncle 看你是耐看. 不是那种一眼就很美可是是那种越看越耐又不腻的.
Aiyo.. so wat. Photos still turn out horrible cos not photogenic ma. Nevertheless still a very nice compliment to hear ba.
Monday, May 08, 2006
Like what Adrian thinks, I also feel that different people will realise different things from it. How I interpret it will be a whole lot different from the rest ba. But the message from the book I have derived so far is that in life we should learn to:
- Forgive cos that's the door to happiness
- Things are meant to be there
- Little things add up
- Every end means a new beginning
- One sacrifices so that the other lives
- Our lives are interwined in one way or another
Woked up with a huge overcast and feeling of faint. For a while I thought my body was gonna give itself up while on the train to work.
Sunday, May 07, 2006
No mood for many things. Just wanna sleep everyday.
Thursday, May 04, 2006
This question of death and life after it was asked many a times over my entire lifetime. Weird as you may think, but it has plagued me even when I was a kid.
A kid of many whys, I would always look at things/scenes/stories and start pondering why certain things happened or why people do what they do. So I usually field my whys to the adults whom at that time I thought would always have solutions and answers. Initially, they took pleasure in feeding a kid's curiosity, but gradually, I started to become more of a pain in the neck when I started to push for more with my endless stream of queries. They will tell me "Gal you asked too much and talk too much."
Why can't I ask questions? That was my entitlement I thought. As a kid, you have lotsa whys lotsa questions burning in you. And adults are seemingly not even trying to listen to your questions. Hell do I feel unsatisfied and shortchanged at my conquest for knowledge.
Then as I grew, I started to question my existence. There's so much to life that I want to learn yet so hard to 拿捏. So do pardon me should I indulge into this mode of deep thinking.
Perhaps my mind and thoughts has become too complex for even myself to fathom that I'm slowly losing my identity and my ability to judge. The problem with me I come to notice of late is that I am unable to comprehend my emotions and feelings the moment they occur. The understanding normally comes after some time lapse, erm... hopefully.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Martin Luther King. My impression of him is very vague but the speech he made was deeply embedded. Saw that fateful video recording in my sec 2 days. Very aspiring and touching. So deeply rooted that till this date, I still remember his famous sentence "I have a dream..."
His speech made waves and was a sensation in his time. "I Have a Dream" which is credited with mobilizing supporters of desegregation and prompted the 1964 Civil Rights Act. The next year, King was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize.
However, he was assasinated soon after. No one knew who did it though there was a scape goat who admitted to it. Some guessed the government was behind it. But nevertheless, he left behind a legacy that till date still move emotions. One of the best made speeches in the world.
The following is the exact text of the spoken speech, transcribed from recordings.
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quick sands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.
We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.
As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied, as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.
Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.
I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."
And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!
But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, When we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"
But he's quite a poor thing. Left paw was and is still so swollen and red. Except for times when he rushes to the door to greet people, he will spend the rest licking it. No wonder he flinches everytime I try to comb his paw fur.
Sometimes when the going gets tough, how often can one keep his/her emotions in check least so that their close ones will not detect?
And I wonder if depression does creeps into a person's heart unknowningly and seeds itself there secretly.
Ah.. crapz..... Getting exceptionally sian after seeing the cruel side of human nature.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Thus far, been quite fascinated by the book. Entralling I suppose. Very simple yet a vast meaning behind. Coolz