May 2008


saw something and wondered where i got it from…

“You choose to bring someone else into your life.
Start a life together.
And only to know that the possibility of losing this life and leaving one utterly broken is almost 100%.
(Unless both die together by some stroke of luck.)

Still…. Despite this shite…
You choose to take this path.
Because to have ever been together is worth every shard of glass the parting will embed in your heart.”

well, all i can say is my love life is pretty much nonexistent…maybe I have somewhat settled into a standard routine with someone who still cares about me…a comfortable routine that i will just let it go on till one day it no longer functions…
ha…

read the below article from a website, and thought it is a good one:

Letting Go
Someone said… “Wallets are a lot like girls. You really have to take good care of, because if you won’t, something might happen”… I know what he means. I just lost a wallet, and I just lost a girl. You know, it’s the exact same thing.

One day, you just realize it’s gone. You try to look for it everywhere, even going back to the places where you could have lost it. You think, and you think hard, only to come upon a grim realization: it’s really gone.

Of course, you can hold on to some hope. After all, there have been some very, very lucky (blessed?) people who get it back. Perhaps you could become one of those people. You sit home and you hope that someone would call, and that you would get it back. But then, some time passes, and you realize that it’s still gone, and you realize that it’s time to let go.

The first few days, you turn to your friends for support. Some tell you you’ll be ok, some tell you that it was your fault and that you should have been more careful, and some tell you about their own experiences.

They give you all sorts of advice, none you haven’t heard before. You then go out to find a new wallet, only to realize that you don’t really want a new one. You want the old one that you lost. No, you don’t want all these better-looking wallets, you want yours, because of how comfortable it is, because of all the cards and pictures and other stuff in it.

You go out and carry on without a wallet, keeping your money in your pocket instead. You throw away stuff that you would have held on to if you had your old wallet. And then, finally, you find a new wallet you like and settle in.

You then start filling your new wallet, little by little. It still doesn’t feel as comfortable as the old one, but it’s getting there. Then you start putting in cards and pictures and other important stuff in the wallet. Soon enough, there’s as much stuff in your new wallet as the old one. And then, after some time, you feel as comfortable with your new wallet.

And then you realize that you’ve almost forgotten you ever had your old wallet. Sure, you still remember most of the stuff you lost on that wallet. But then again, you don’t remember the feeling of hurt that you felt when you lost it.

That’s because that wallet you lost is no longer your wallet. You’re no longer holding on. This new wallet you’re holding, it has all the important cards and pictures and stuff that you need. This is your wallet. And this time, you tell yourself, you’re never losing this one.

a most enjoyable concert…我享受,我喜欢,我爱,因为他是庾澄庆。
so no matter what…i will still enjoy…with all my heart…

thank you, sweet lcm, for treating me to the performance…

我觉得我不是很喜欢有人“利用”我所谓的感情情绪,并“放大”它…
everyone who knows me knows that i am a straightforward person…haha, but there are certain things i CHOOSE not to say because i believe it will create a certain level of conflict and more misunderstanding…these are the things u know it’s probably of not much use when u say out…cos u have observed and understood…

BUT, when i prefer to keep it low, yet i am being judged totally on my emotional aspect, suddenly i feel the unfairness creeping up within me…
this is the 3rd time in my life till now that i feel this kind of 冤枉…

bought 3 roses for myself just now…
they are now sticking out from a fat test tube, placed in between my computer table and my bed…
hmm…just wanna let myself look at them, smile and be happy…hehe…
and maybe…also increase my 桃花运? wahahahaha…

死神的 秘密 判决

死神毫不犹豫地在中国四川下了重重的判决…
那一具具的尸体都原来是已完成了他们各自人生中的任务吗?

improved heart and breathing actions.
increase in muscular strength and endurance.
there is a buildup of lean body mass and a decrease in body fat.
the range of motion and the flexibility of the arms and legs are improved.
triglycerides and cholesterol are lowered.
high-density lipoproteins (HDLs – the “good guys”) are increased, while low-density lipoproteins (LDLs – the “bad guys”) are decreased.
Blood pressure control is improved.
depression is decreased.
the pain threshold is increased.
both self-image and self-esteem are improved, and, most important, a sense of well-being is achieved and enhanced.

i am right now in penang…
just almost 2 weeks away in malaysia, there was cyclone in myanmar and earthquake in china…
goodness…

10 days of non-stop work…but ok lah…still can tahan…just that facing food everyday really can make one sick…

tomoro i will spend 10 hours on the bus trip back to singapore…all the way from penang…
that’s gonna be a tiring trip man!

on the whole, i am just glad that the whole working process throughout had been smooth, minus the hiccups here and there lah…

the poem from the movie “harold and kumar – escape from guantanamo bay”…

The Square Root of 3
by Dave Feinberg

I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed