Tuesday, April 29, 2008
The bo liao after the exams
Friday, April 25, 2008
Today
Today after my 3rd exam paper, while I was queuing at an ATM, I met a year 2 junior from hall. Though, we don't know each other very well, we still made some small talk while queuing.
She told me that she respects me!
Haha!
I asked her why, and she said cos I rec games very zai. Although I inside feel shiok but actually I also feel a bit guilty. True, I played all recreational games (c chess, weiqi, bridge, darts, i chess, othello etc) except scrabble and boggle in Inter-Block Games, BUT, I am actually NOT zai in any of them. Juniors nowadays very easily get cheated by seniors’ false ‘reputation’.
But well, really damn shiok! LOL!
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On my way back home, on the MRT, I was playing my PSP when a secondary school student came on the train and sat beside me. He was facing the other side talking very loudly, nonsense like
"Ah, the door is going to close... 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."
I thought he was talking to his friends, so I didn't bother about him. Throughout the journey, he just kept talking. And I just kept playing my PSP. Until the next stop, he said the same thing loudly again:
"Ah, the door is going to close... 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."
Then, I began to sense something was wrong. I looked up and around. There was no one for him to talk to!!!
At that point of time, I knew there were only 2 possibilities. Either he was talking to himself, OR…
*creepy music in*
…he was talking to someone I couldn't see.
. . . . . .
Both possibilities also didn't sound very good. =(
I tried to act as if nothing is happening and I continued to play my PSP (looking like very happy liddat). But inside I felt like running away.
Only until when I reached Woodlands and got out of the train, then I let out my breath. Phew!
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Retrospectively (assuming it was not a supernatural incident), I don't think I should felt uneasy around people like him. He was only talking/thinking to himself out loud. I also talked to myself, albeit silently.
Actually, I am not that different from him.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Random Gundams
Neo China - Dragon Gundam
Monday, April 21, 2008
Studying... and Crapping
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Random stuff from the net
A:- Hi
B:- Hi
A:- I have a split personality!
B:- Hmmm...
A:- I have one too!
B:(wtf!)
Prologue
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting
Act I
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples form on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.
Act II
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh
Act III
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
Act IV
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world’s end
The wind sails over the water’s surface
Quietly, but surely
Act V
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice
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Empty Your Cup
(This is the story where the scene from Forbidden Kingdom originate from.) A university professor went to visit a famous Zen master. While the master quietly served tea, the professor talked about Zen. The master poured the visitor's cup to the brim, and then kept pouring. The professor watched the overflowing cup until he could no longer restrain himself. "It's overfull! No more will go in!" the professor blurted. "You are like this cup," the master replied, "How can I show you Zen unless you first empty your cup?"
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Different Stages in a Complete Hall Life
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Flying Penguins
Friday, April 11, 2008
The Last Day of School
Thursday, April 10, 2008
A nightmare
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
空
Monday, April 7, 2008
虚于实2
No? You don't?
Then how the hell did the boy bend the spoon in Matrix???
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(Hmmmm that doesn't seems very logical... Oh no... I ki siao liao... exam stress... heehee)
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Saturday, April 5, 2008
虚于实
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
无厘头
One day, God summoned them before Him and said in a deep, almighty voice,
"YOU THREE HAVE NOW REACH THE AGE WHEN YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING FOR THE WORLD. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?"
The cheerful and outgoing eldest brother answered enthusiastically, "Father, I want to bring light and warmth to the entire world!"
The quiet and humble second brother said, "Father, I want to watch over the world when it is sleeping."
The slightly slow and retarded youngest brother thought about the question for a very long while before answering:
"Errr... Father, I want to eat bananas."
God was stunned, and then furious! "YOU IDIOT!!! YOU WILL BECOME... ONE OF THE UGLIEST CREATURES THE WORLD HAVE EVER SEEN!" After saying that, God left angrily.
And so, the eldest brother became the Sun, the second brother became the Moon, and the youngest brother became One Of The Ugliest Creatures The World Have Ever Seen. However, although he was ugly, he just lazed around happily each day, doing whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. (And most of the time, he just wanted to eat bananas.) Life could not be happier.
Meanwhile, his brothers were toiling day and night non-stop doing the same old boring thing again and again and again everyday...
Although life could not be happier for One Of The Ugliest Creatures The World Have Ever Seen, he just couldn't help but had this little doubt in his slightly slow and retarded mind:
'Why did God call me an idiot? Why ah??? You know?'
《猩猩,月亮,太阳》
Friday, March 28, 2008
Why is it recommended that you do assignments only on the LAST minute?
*Ding!* (Light bulb come out from the head) "Eh? How come I suddenly know the answer??"
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Zen
身是菩提树, Body is Puti tree,
心如明镜台;Heart is like mirror stand.
时时勤拂拭, Clean frequently and deligently,
莫使染尘埃。Never let them get dusty.
菩提本非树, Puti originally is not tree,
明镜亦非台, Mirror is also not stand.
本来无一物, If there is Nothing in the first place,
何处染尘埃? Where do the dust land on?
Friday, March 14, 2008
In memory of grandma
My grandma passed away last week.
For those who are concerned about me, dont worry. I didn't grieve. Frankly speaking, I am not very close to my grandma. I guess it is due to language barrier.
Still, I dutifully attended all the rituals that a grandson is supposed to attend. At the moment when they send her coffin into the incinerator, I prayed...
'Ah ma, may you move on to wherever world you are supposed to go peacefully. Hope you will live a better life in your next life...'
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The funeral took place at a time when it was the busiest period for me... right in the middle of the week where I was supposed to rush for a 60+ pages FYP report due the next Monday.
On those few days, Time abruptly came to a standstill.
Suddenly, I could not do my report anymore. Instead, I had to sit for hours listening to scriptures in rituals, or burning paper money, talking to my cousins, waiting for things to start. Not just me, everyone else had to stop whatever they were doing to stay around for the funeral...
Time around that particular void deck stopped. Outside, Time raged on, never slowing, never stopping......
At that particular point in Time. Peace ensued. Contemplation. During a Funeral. What is the Meaning of Life?
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * 盖棺论定,入土方休。
Most, if not all, stories I heard about my grandma are those that said that she had caused a lot of unhappiness to her daughters, sons and husband,mostly over monetary matters. She never did anything to me though. I guess she must have reasons for what she did... a woman who reared up 5 children, went through war and economic downturns, naturally had more concerns about money.
However, her life will be something I will never ever know in its entirety. Was it good? Was she happy? What kind of person is she? I don't know and I will never know. The only things I know about her were from the stories I was told...
...and that she gave me a very big Ang Bao during Chinese New Year two months ago.
How do you want people to remember you when you die?
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What happened when you die?
During a ritual where the Buddhist scripture was chanted, a handbook is given to allow us to follow through and understand the ritual. The scripture described a Heaven where there are a lot of colors, a lot different gods. A place of peacefulness. It is time to let go of everything. Everything doesn't matter anymore. It is now time to pass on. And go to this Heaven.
Another ritual (of Taoist origin?), which lasted for the entire day, was done to invite the Earth God up to bring the spirit down personally. This was to prevent the spirit from being bullied on her way to another world.
I tried to sense my grandma's presence/spirit throughout the funeral...
I could not sense anything.
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If spirits exist... Grandma, I hope you are now in the Heaven with a lot of colors.
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... After the funeral, Time furiously accelerated back to its usual hectic, crazy pace. Never slowing. Never stopping. Until you die.
Friday, February 22, 2008
拾壹制作
现在,还是 未来 ?
刻意,还是 巧合 ?
沉重,还是 轻松 ?
前台,还是 后台 ?
台上,还是 台下 ?
灵异,还是 幻觉 ?
真实,还是 虚构 ?
人生,还是 戏剧 ?
我想,我以后应该再也没有机会在台旁看戏了...
谢谢大家在我的最后一个戏剧制作,带给我那么美好的回忆。=)
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
Crossroads
Life is the sum of all your choices. -Albert Camus
Why do I bring this up? Because I am reaching another major crossroad of life: finding my first job. Looking back at all of my previous crossroads for the past 25 years, choosing my secondary school, JC, university, courses, IA company, FYP etc etc, I have been mostly happy with my choices... until NOW, when all my previous choices collectively give me a major headache:
Hahaha! What a joke.
I had a strange dream during the Chinese New Year's eve. I had been blaming myself why I didn't go Art Design Media (ADM) in NTU. Then Lydia (Of all people!!! Haha! Anw she is a junior in hall, the first batch of ADMer) suddenly appeared to cheer me up. She said (in angmo) that even if I went ADM, I also won't know how well I will do there. Maybe it will turn out that I don't really like arts also. Then I thought: hmmm... What she said is true! And I felt better when I woke up.
Anw, I can't help but wonder, what happened in those alternate universes where I dropped Engineering after first year and joined the newly created ADM school...
All these scenarios are IMPOSSIBLE!!! Or at least improbable.
Is there any free choice in life? Or I am predestined to be an engineer in this life?