The Good Life

Saturday, December 31, 2005

A New Year..... Soon

As the world is ushering in 2006, what will the new year have for everybody?

New sets of challenges? New sets of troubles? Depends on yourself. Be brave, stand up and be counted. Though we are no superman, but we must help our friends when they are in need.

 

When you charge into your battles, will you look around to see who are beside you?

Amazing Grace

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.

T'was Grace that taught...
my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear...
the hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares...
we have already come.
T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far...
and Grace will lead us home.

The Lord has promised good to me...
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be...
as long as life endures.

When we've been here ten thousand years...
bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise...
then when we've first begun.

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.


 

I had never spoken to her, except for a few casual words. and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

Friday, December 30, 2005

Let Out

 
Ok! I hear you! I quit! You happy now! Just get me out of here..

 
So I'm not alone? You want a foursome again? I'm tired, just spare me the shit will ya?

 
Booohoo..... who will save me?

Thursday, December 29, 2005

U.F.Os spotted near the merlion

 

I saw U.F.Os (Unidentified Floating Objects). Lots of them. Man, I thought they are quite messy..

"Floating fishballs", remarked tecko.

 

I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish

King Kong (1933)




[last lines]
Police Lieutenant: Well, Denham, the airplanes got him.
Carl Denham: Oh no, it wasn't the airplanes. It was beauty killed the beast.


The most impactful last lines of any movie I've seen so far.

Why I Love It

Why I love this game, absolutely.

 
Lots of action.

 
Learns to feel pain.

 
Feels the warmth and determination.

 
Passion and courage.

 
Adoration and appreciation.

 
Intense rivalry and anger.

 
Camaraderie.

 
Joy and satisfaction.

 
Learns tolerance and rejection.

 
Experience dejection and humility.

Freedom of expression. Lots of it.

When I play other sports, say track and field, taekwondo, basketball, table-tennis, I can't find their pressence.

I once asked LH am I fickle-minded. Without hesitation he said yes. Hmmm.. humans are mostly fickle-minded right, so I should be in the norm?

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

...

For some reasons, tecko had unintentionally / in purpose did a Mourinho, by irritating other people (read : ME).

 

Whif Of Fresh AIr

Having a good friend in this place is good as discovering a horde of treasure. Or.. words alone can't describe it.

LH is vital to a lousy piece of lost soul drifting around aimlessly, keeping him in track of the goals despite always losing concentration.

But sometimes, friends can only bring you that far.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Too Much Time

I was mulling whether to have char kway tiao or just magi mee for lunch, and what I should do in the afternoon, for a good half an hour.

That shows how much time I have. Sometimes too much free time is no good. It will make my mind go sick.

But I cherish those free time, 'cos the stupid school is reopening soon. Then loads of bullshit will start to cram my mind, all the senseless numbers and irritating formulaes start to sing songs with me. Speaking of formulaes, you never know how irritating they are unless you are in the Engineering course. Often I wonder what am I doing there. To me, an apple dropped from the tree because it is ripe to eat. My mind will not wonder off to some superb formulaes as in why the apple dropped. Stupid as I am, that's how my mind works. Maybe that's what separates me from some others. Idiots and elites. No disrespect to the guy who sat under the apple tree and discovered one of the world greatest formulae. Man, I think I forgot his name too.. so sorry.

Define courage. Define loyalty. Define love. Define friendship. Define morality. Define success. Define passion. Define sacrifice. (25 marks)

Talking about elites, how not to mention the NKF scandal? No surprise the election is not yet held. (The political parallels to the NKF scandal)

Caitao once asked why there are so few good people around. The answer is they often get gobble up. Ordinary citizen criticise NKF. Die. Ordinary citizen tsk tsk gahmen. Die die die. No repeat of David vs Goliath match. It only happen in the Bible. Closer to us, good people are often get taken advantage of. No? Yes. So how many good people left? Will the good people please stand up.

So what should we do? Caitao asked. I gave him a pat on his shoulder. He gave BY a pat on the shoulder. BY gave tecko a pat on the shoulder.

I must better utilise my free time.

Sunday, December 25, 2005

The (mis)Adventures Of The Foursome

My night-taking photo skill is..... bad.

 
The Two Towers. Due to my poor lighting skills, the Cathedral seems to emit some strange lights. Wah lau eh..

 
CS and BY, on the right hand side, contemplating whether to sneak in. The entrance of the St Andrew Cathedral looks quite imposing.

 
Good thing about the 12X zoom. I tried to zoom in from outside of the Cathedral, but man, was the picture blurry..

 
We decided to walk in and take a look. The singing was soothing. It is as if I had entered another dimension. Maybe because of my clicking camera, we were kindly 'chased' out by the usher.

 
After hopping around 2 churches, BY called for a pitstop. I decided to save some cents by refraining from eating the desserts. I thought there will be fireworks at the Esplanade, so I urged them to finish fast.

 
On the way to the Esplanade, we past by C.H.I.J.M.E.S. Tecko said the bike gang is a gang of lost souls. No no.. I feel that they are more of a gang of good comrades..

 
There were no fireworks. So we drift along the Esplanade bridge, dodging artillery bombardments from some over-enthus people. The worst are some of the Malays. They threw firecrackers at anybody that came near them. Tamade. Oopps, do I run the risk of violating the what Sedition what Act? Whatever, but that did not spoil the joyous mood prevailing at the Esplanade. If only..

 
Tecko wanted to go to the Fullerton Hotel. Feeling lost, we went inside. I am very impressed by the designs of the hotel. Got a very cosy feeling.

 
So cosy that the rest decided to 'camp' on the sofas. Not willing to move another inch, we voted on our final destination of the night: Bedok market 86. Or 85?

Though I didn't get any beautiful photos, it is a good learning experience for me. Thought that taking pictures of Nature much more easier. Will be back for more, though I can't say the same for the rest. They looked as if they had completed a 42 klick road march in full battle order.

Then Again..

 

"Affirmative. Let's move out.."

And So It Says..

"OK. Stop now!" a loud voice booms.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

Season Greetings!

 

Friday, December 23, 2005

Lower Pierce Res

 

A spider with a smiley face on it's back greeted me. "Welcome!"

 

I tried to grab some sunlight so that I can grow taller and stronger. But all I get are stupid dreams. (read: daydream)

 

A difficult one to capture on the lens. 'Cos they jump here jump there. Though I can hear them, but my camera is too slow to keep up with them. Can you spot one of them here?

 

Finally... but the lighting not good!

 

An ants' meeting. The fellowship of the ants..

 

While shooting the ants, my hand nearly smashed it.
Right hand: You lucky shit.
Left hand: Shut up and continue to shoot.

 

I stood motionlessly, trying to snap a grasshopper. Then suddenly a few birds flew to my side, shocking me. Never in my life have wild birds flew so near me and stopped. That is..... amazing. This time quick enough to caught one. I am sure the bird is giving me a come-and-catch-me look. The grasshopper, of course, it's gone.

 

An insect which I don't know it's name. I named it 'one horn blackie'.

 

I'm trying to be artistic here.

 

Chomp Chomp. Guess who ate the leaves.

 

Then it's start to rain.

One word: spoiler.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

In God We Trust

 

"Do your best, and God will do the rest."

Sometimes I just need a pat on my shoulder.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Looks Good

I prepared fried rice for lunch for myself and 2 sisters.

No complains. So I assume I did ok.

Except that maybe I should add a bit more salt.

Maybe fried the rice a bit longer.

Or season the pork better.

After the lunch my older sister went to cook a can of campbell soup, saying she not full yet.

Shit.

Seeking Direction, Asking Direction

 

I woke up and saw him towering over me. A legend.

Bruce is not as comical as Jackie Chan. His stunts not spectecular as Jet Lee. And Bruce did not fly here fly there like some Thailand guy. I called him Bak Kwa.

But I still like him.

Another day, with another dream. Another opportunity for me to daydream.

On the other hand, I finally got a glimpse of Park after he had scored his debut goal. Man, I missed his debut goal for Man Utd.

 
Jubilant Park.

It's quite fascinating to see how a big charity falls from grace. Once in it's peak, adored by the public, supported by the government (oh gosh, embarressment, and more for Mrs Goh), now a new Board have to start from scratch. Pity the patients.

Someone said NKF had lost it's direction in doing their bit for the patients.

It's so easy to get lost in this world. My path is in a blur too.

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Spooky Words

Itchy hands so I thought of a chinese words and wrote them down.

I almost freak out. They looked like those written by a pri 6 boy.

YUCKS!

Let's Have Some Fun

 

If I cannot go inside and fish, I will stand outside and fish.

I Said One You Said Two

I gave tecko a pass-the-ball-to-me stare. But he looked elsewhere and kicked the ball away.

I gestured to the others to drop back to receive the ball, but ended up drawing opposition players to me.

I pointed at the running man, but everybody just look at him and allowed him a free header.

I want to give myself a hard kick. HARD. KICK.

All I have to do is to just shout instructions. Give commands. Strangely, I opted for silence. Aiyoh, like that how to be world-class?

But what if i give a no-hold-back performance and starts to stamp my authority? Honestly, I believe many people will be stamped down by me, which I wanted to avoid. Hope to seek some kind of understanding with the others.

Headache. Headache. Headache.

Life is like that right? Want to perform but scared of stepping on people's toes.

Monday, December 19, 2005

A Matter of Perspective

These few days I could not stop smiling.

I used to enjoy setting traps to catch rabbits. Most of the thrill lies in the planning stage, the set-up process and the anticipation! But I always let go of all the rabbits that I caught.

Later I felt that my strange hobby was rather meaningless so I moved on to what I thought was greater things. However, sometimes the thrill of catching rabbits would return to me and voices in my head would occasionally urge me to return to the 'good old days' of catching rabbits. So I was rather torn in two directions.

My solution was to continue catching rabbits, but I would do so only half-heartedly. A part of me wanted to relive the thrill and its concomitant happiness when I would catch rabbits. Perhaps this urge was sugar-coated with the bias of nostalgia, but the urge was strong nevertheless. However, in response a stern voice in my head would admonish me, telling me it no longer made sense and logically speaking, I should be moving on.

Eventually that stern voice began to grow stronger and began to make more sense. So I stopped. But it turns out that a rabbit is on its way into one of the traps that I had set a few months ago! Straight away I return to the dilemma that had been bugging me. What do I do now? Should I remove the trap? That would lead me clearly in one direction. Or should I catch the rabbit? Even if I catch the rabbit, what shall I do with it? Shall I let it go or shall I eat it, for once.

Since I had been smiling so much I knew the answer was already within me although sometimes I would tell myself otherwise. It was all a matter of perspective actually. If I can honestly acknowledge to myself what I had been feeling, things can become a lot easier.





Little Concerns

 

Sometimes I wonder what happen. But the stony-brick-wall attitude deters me from asking more. That leads me to more questions, and more fustrations.

It makes me think that sleeping and reading the newspaper reap more dividends.

Yellow Birds Taking Shelter

As I was gazing lazily out of the window, I saw 3 mynahs taking shelter on a branch from the rain. When I wanted to shoot them, they were gone. But in their places were two yellow birds. I didn't know their names, but they look nicer than the mynahs, or the bigger size crows.

 

 

 

 

Sometimes, I am wondering whether it will be better if I'm taking pictures of beautiful women instead of, erm, birds.

But I guess birds are beautiful too.