noe me, or else...
zenöv of zenövia!
unparallelled
~ ~
November 17th morning 1983
ζ Silat Kindergarten ζ Silat PS:1A-2A ζ ZPS:3A-6A ζ
ζ RVHS:1F/2F/3/4I ζ HJC:00S60
ζ BMTC Ninja + Viper ζ Jln BM
ζ Punggol 21 ζ NEL->EWL->96
ζ NUS Engin 2 ζ CSC ζ CSL ζ LB
ζ Ethelonter III ζ sammi
ζ zenov_yzr@yahoo.com
Wat I Did On
went sch early morning. print notes, went clubrm, gaw goft-wrapping not starting den. went to drink tea w dr at arts den went back and rot w him at the cubicle while gaw continued their meeting. 1400hrs, gift-wrapping start. was w the VM cell wrapping PWG. den, went for CSL w pui and guys. raymond still rem me and told me he wanted me to go and help him w his chi, cos his new kor kor sucked in chi.
Ï 26 Sep 2006 (Tue) Ï
mugged, and cut hair at kimage by a LEADING hairstylist. an old woman w horrible make-up. the outcome quite ok, i transformed from a tw boy to a hk lad...
Ï 25 Sep 2006 (Mon) Ï
rot in and out of clubrm. proj meeting n my proj mates finally accepted the fact dat we're doing a mkting module cos our sup said so.
Ï 23 - 24 Sep 2006 (Sat) Ï
cyclohunt. went from ecp to paya lebar to tampines to pasir ris to changi village to changi airport back to ecp. butt is sore~!!!
Ï 22 Sep 2006 (Fri) Ï
slacked in clubrm, did LB stuff, den helped gaw check the gifts. left w dr, den supper w zps gang at tb market.
Ï 21 Sep 2006 (Thur) Ï
mugged a little, den watched forbidden city.
Ï 20 Sep 2006 (Wed) Ï
went clubrm to 'study'. end up helping tC do the LB MAF stuff. yep, the great day is coming & prep is under way. den, cb came at 3.30pm to play squash. me and him, w dr outside the squash courts mugging. den zin came and mugged too. amazingly, squash today is tiringly. perhaps cb really noe how to tire ppl, incl himself. den we had steamboat at the cheena 'cafe' at src. quite ok, worth it for $6. den, back to clubrm to 'study'. end up look at photos w j1 and den help her w phy tut. den left her w ives at 10pm... yup, it was VERY late le...
Ï 19 Sep 2006 (Tue) Ï
had breakfast w LF at clementi hawker centre. zin came later and treated us siew mai, to make up for being late. ok, we forced her to treat us. Then we went big bookshop to LSLS. wow... v long neva shop in such a bkshop and it still fascinates me. pretty but useless stationery, cheap but small sch bags... den, went home, punggol home. ate instant mee (cos i miss eating instant mee) and slept. woke up by mum coming home, had dinner den her soup. supposedly to fight heatiness. den, watch tv and sleep.
Ï 18 Sep 2006 (Mon) Ï
mugged.. or so i tot. couldn't really study. attended csc agm at 1830. haiz... they feel sad, and i feel sad too. shan't say much here. ä¸åå°½å¨ä¸è¨ä¸
Ï 17 Sep 2006 (Sun) Ï
mugged. met fred at tbp for dinner at 8pm. ate LD's biscuits...
Ï 16 Sep 2006 (Sat) Ï
mugged.
Ï 15 Sep 2006 (Fri) Ï
mugged.
Ï 14 Sep 2006 (Thur) Ï
GAW booth.
Ï 13 Sep 2006 (Wed) Ï
Lab again, couldn't find lab, squashed, mugged.
Ï 12 Sep 2006 (Tue) Ï
No lab! cos lab is FULL... went to tut to sign in attendance. had breakfast w 6g at arts canteen.
Ï 11 Sep 2006 (Mon) Ï
Lab, sianz... slack at study rm...
Ï 09 Sep 2006 (Sat) Ï
LB, source for T-shirt printing, bot MAF stuff, Ma'at gathering to celebrate the b'days of Sep babies at Park Mall's Fish n Co. Had seafood platter for 2 w dr. Was given a cake by another group of people we dunch noe, so we ate 2 cakes within 2 hrs!
Ï 08 Sep 2006 (Fri) Ï
Lab, E31 meeting, GAW Briefing, KFC with 8 other people.
Ï 07 Sep 2006 (Thur) Ï
Bot new RAM for my lifebk! PC333 512MB. Now my lifebk is running 3x faster than b4...
Ï 06 Sep 2006 (Wed) Ï
Went swimming w cb, only to realize it was pri sch's hols & we called it off, only to eat kfc at JE pool. Then, went to sim lim to buy RAM for my laptop, only to realize i dinno the type of RAM my lifebook needs. So, went home empty-handed.
Ï 05 Sep 2006 (Tue) Ï
Auditions. Continued to fine-tune tC's present. LB-meeting. Happy Birthday to tC & bon voyage to ä¸ç¾½!!
Ï 04 Sep 2006 (Mon) Ï
Spent the whole day preparing for tC's b'day, cos his bday is on tue. waited for km to arrive at 7pm and we started recording a 广æå§ for the present. Rushed home to dp post-productions...
Ï 03 Sep 2006 (Sun) Ï
Spent 7 hrs under the sun...
Ï 02 Sep 2006 (Sat) Ï
Attended CSC Elections. wow... it's very attn-stretching. went for LB's 1st regular visit since LBFD. BBS after that. Accompanied tC to ikea to do some shopping. After that, took the shuttle service from ikea to sengkang. 1st time taking it, but it was slow, cos the bus took some funny, long detour. Last min prep...
Ï 01 Sep 2006 (Fri) Ï
Lab, tutorials, E31 discussion, home. Print photos and sleep.
Ï 31 Aug 2006 (Thur) Ï
ktv lunch w zw & yh. after dat, we walked abt abit and settled down at carl's jr. zw went off at 3+ and yh & 1 stayed till 4.30pm.
Ï 30 Aug 2006 (Wed) Ï
Self study day. Had lunch w J2. den J1 came and 2J & me went to haf dinner. after which, J2 went for dance & J1 & me went to print notes. peaceful day. lived up my name as GC prez for prying some dark secrets of J2... haha... J1's next.
Ï 29 Aug 2006 (Tue) Ï
LB meeting. We began to believe we're on the rite track. We'll go build a new LB together! Stupid me actually been to wrong tut gp for 2 wks!
Ï 26 Aug 2006 (Sat) Ï
Dinner w family at Yong Chun Yuan.
Ï 25 Aug 2006 (Fri) Ï
LB Outing to Settler's at CQ. Click on LB On The Blog link for details.
Ï 23 Aug 2006 (Wed) Ï
Swimming w cb from 230pm to 5pm at JE Pool. Dinner at the kfc there too.
Ï 22 Aug 2006 (Tue) Ï
Went to sch, zao lect, did tutorial & attended a hypnotizing session a.k.a E7 tutorial. escaped to clubrm to update my blog. nabehz~ Life's boring... NOT. gonna haf lunch w y^2. And then...
Ï 21 Aug 2006 (Mon) Ï
Went to sch, zao lect, den met up w 2J+C (their fren) to haf lunch @ engin canteen. tokked kok to joyce and den went to clubrm to rot. Then, printed notes on CBLC. next day, received announcement from E35 lecturer dat the notes will b sold by coop. nabehz~
Ï 19 Aug 2006 (Sat) Ï
LBFD. See LB's blog for more details.
Ï 18 Aug 2006 (Fri) Ï
Prep for LBFD. Nametags, presents, dispenser... Went to mit ZPS Gang, dinner at siam kitchen, GWC. had dessert at cedele. nice...
Ï 17 Aug 2006 (Thur) Ï
Last day of Outreach. Prepared for LBFD.
Ï 16 Aug 2006 (Wed) Ï
CSC Outreach Day 2. played squash w Ma'ats again. super shag! 1st time i played till dat shagged! cb, se, 2j, km, dr & zin all came down, tho not sll played lol
Ï 15 Aug 2006 (Tue) Ï
2nd day of sch! CSC Outreach Day 1! fun... =)
Ï 14 Aug 2006 (Mon) Ï
1st day of sch! So much fun! Jio-ed 2Js to lunch, but end up accompanying them nid modules at clubrm. Then only joyce accompany me eat lunch. Ed joined us and we had a little gossip, from Arts canteen to CL to clubrm. jenny so farnie. She said her tuition got cancelled, but she neva come back sch earlier. hmmm... sth's fishy... den had a meeting w LB comm at student's lounge. den home. my landlady was very nice to gimme eat the lor mai kai she made herself. and dan hua tang! den watched tv w her daughter while chatting on msn...
Ï 13 Aug 2006 (Sun) Ï
Recuperate from sadness.
Ï 12 Aug 2006 (Sat) Ï
Fire diao, LB, LB VBS, shopping along NEL.
Ï 11 Aug 2006 (Fri) Ï
Lunch w cb, shopping, dinner w Ma'at. Fireworks watching. Tok-kok.
Ï 10 Aug 2006 (Thur) Ï
Went sch take cca card. Then slept. Then blogged.
Ï 09 Aug 2006 (Wed) Ï
Nat'l Day, blading at ECP, dinner at Shi Nai Cha Can Ting, watched NDP, blogged.
Ï 08 Aug 2006 (Tue) Ï
Big Shift 3/3, sch, dinner w tC, shopping at PS & Orchard MRT.
Ï 07 Aug 2006 (Mon) Ï
KTV w some Ma'ats and Big Shift 2/3.
Ï 06 Aug 2006 (Sun) Ï
SLEEP, SLEEP, SLEEP, shift stuff and dat's all.
Ï 05 Aug 2006 (Sat) Ï
tuition, lunch at Bryan's, chit chat, Hard Gay, Fireworks, steamboat, chit chat and shitting.
Ï 04 Jul 2006 (Fri) Ï
met up w yj again to complete our hideous stuff. had lunch and den had haircut. c'est tout.
Ï 02 Aug 2006 (Wed) Ï
met up w yj & we went to do some hideous stuff...
Ï 01 Aug 2006 (Tue) Ï
Matric fair again. After dat, slacked a while in clubrm helping them fold the leaves. Then went to Bras Basah to buy acrylic for the *LB CONFIDENTIAL*. bot PDA, Palm Tunsten E from ebay. Then met kf where we had dinner at dis V8 restaurant in Bugis. Home.
Ï 31 Jul 2006 (Mon) Ï
Matric fair from 1330 - 1530, gonna do for tue, wed & fri too. LB comm meeting at 1530 at student's lounge. so on, we visualized so much fancy stuff. hope we can fulfil everything we planned.
Ï 30 Jul 2006 (Sun) Ï
Slept at home, 2nd try at pasta. Not a bloody mess, got green, but not dat nice cos of the capsicum.
Ï 29 Jul 2006 (Sat) Ï
Lunch at Funan food court after Ma'ats went for city walk. rotted a while, den to LB w tC & cb. den met up w bryan & LF and them, me, joyce, cb & ed went to sing ktv. den we met km at cnt pt mac for supper.
Ï 28 Jul 2006 (Fri) Ï
Went for SOKA SD Orientation. GC nearly full strength w exception of viv. Did quite a bit of bitching and groping, pinching... shall elaborate more in blog, but it's late at nite now...
Ï 27 Jul 2006 (Thur) Ï
Got so bored staying at home 2 hrs into waking dat I jio-ed cb to Nat'l Lib to immerse ourselves in the bk-ish environment. Slept at there instead. Then went to Sim Lim to look at PDAs.
Ï 26 Jul 2006 (Wed) Ï
Afternoon chat w zw & sh from 1-6 at kovan xin wang. csl after dat. justin drew for me a nice pic.
Ï 25 Jul 2006 (Tue) Ï
Ma'at Sports Day 3. Played squash all the way. Mac dinner. Took up a challenge w cb & km to lose 3 inches off our waist by next wk.
Ï 24 Jul 2006 (Mon) Ï
Ma'at Water Sports Day 2. Late, started walking to JE pool at 1230pm, only to realize it's only open at 1430 on mon. Lazy river, wave, lazy and wave. No slides this time round, cos I'm a bit flu-y. Dinner at kopitiam outside pool w ching & bu, cos ray went home for dinner =(
Ï 23 Jul 2006 (Sun) Ï
Nothing much, except shopping at NTUC & pasta making.
Ï 22 Jul 2006 (Sat) Ï
LB visit, but went to visit an elderly in Pasir Ris b4 dat. uh-oh... haven't visited epl's elderly...
Ï 21 Jul 2006 (Fri) Ï
Dinner with YJ, den watched Thank You For Smoking, a super brainy show.
Ï 20 Jul 2006 (Thur) Ï
Ma'at 满æ. Went to settler's and then to Crystal Jade at Suntec. Pathetic attendance. 满æ = Time to split up.
Ï 19 Jul 2006 (Wed) Ï
Revelation with someone
Ï 18 Jul 2006 (Tue) Ï
Ma'at Sports Day 2
Ï 17 Jul 2006 (Mon) Ï
Movie with GC. Slacked, walked from DG to The Heerens, settled at Starbucks at Crown Prince Hotel, then dinner at Cine's LJS. Walked again to Kino, chit chat standing among the sea of books. Then home... on NEL lah...
Ï 15 Jul 2006 (Sat) Ï
Bintan Trip.
Ï 14 Jul 2006 (Fri) Ï
GC Investiture.
Ï 13 Jul 2006 (Thur) Ï
Ma'at Water Sports Day. See blog entry.
Ï 11 Jul 2006 (Tue) Ï
Ma'at Sports Day. See blog entry.
Ï 10 Jul 2006 (Mon) Ï
Sent my mum to polyclinic dis morn. She has fracture, so she'll be going to c an ortho next next wk at AH. Spent a boring 5 hrs in SK Polyclinic. They r sure INEFFICIENT. I couldn't sleep & I scolded a little kid who kept climbing over me while I slept. Late afternoon, went to Marine Parade to bk Bintan Hols. Chose the wrong route. Spent 1.5 hrs on 197. shucks! shd haf taken from bedok. My return trip took only 1 hr.
Ï 09 Jul 2006 (Sun) Ï
Dinner with Ma'at after their C.A.N. Split into Pizza Hut and Pastamania.
Ï 08 Jul 2006 (Sat) Ï
Afternoon: LB elderly-turned-volunteers outing to Qian Hu in Tengah, followed by KPO session at Delifrance w some of the surviving volunteers. Made way down to hf's hse to play mahjong w HJC gang, tho they stopped playing to watch WC. boring~ when will these ppl grow up?? so i'm here updating my blog...
Ï 07 Jul 2006 (Fri) Ï
Afternoon: Chalet accts tally with zin & bryan. chit chat & abused zin's laptop while she was away. Evening: 3rd date w someone at harborfront, followed by a long walk w her to home. Then off to bugis to try my luck w bryan & chio bu & watched a super lame show: Recycle together, after shopping through 3 cinemas
Albums & Movies For Sale
DVD movies
Mandarin Albums (China imported)
Resolutions 2006
-+ Play the piano +-
-+ Rollerblading +- learning
-+ Dancing +-
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-+ Complete 1st novel by June & 2nd novel by Dec +-
-+ Find a tuition job +-
-+ Read
-+ Read 2 chinese bks +-
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-+ Join ç»å¯¹ Superstar +-
-+ Do a gd job in csc bizcom and ethelonter III +-
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-+ Creative PC-Cam 950 (Blue) +-
-+ 1GB RAM for Lifebook +-
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The Matrix Trilogy
Snow Falling On Cedars
Taking Lives, Pearl Harbor
X-men, Monsters' Inc
Dead Poet's Society
Great Expectations
Needing You (å¤ç·å¯¡å¥³)
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books dat mooves
Snow Falling On Cedars
Sing To The Dawn, Enid Blyton
gaming craze
SimCity4, The Age of Empires 2
Neverwinter Nights
Railroad Tycoon II, Tropico,
Enter The Matrix,
Beach Life,Worms Armageddon
Capitalism II, Monopoly Tycoon
Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion
i'm a scorpio
Ruling Planet: Pluto/ Mars
Element: Water
Cross/Quality: Fixed
Group: Intellectual
House Ruled: Eight
Polarity: Negative
Opposite Sign: Taurus
Favorable Colors: Dark Reds & black
Lucky Gem: Opal
Key Body Part: Reproductive Organs
Period: Oct.23 - Nov.21
Basic Profile:
Passionate, vibrant, magnetic, perceptive, emotional, sensual, alert, willful, determined, resourceful, purposeful, directed, dominant, ambitious, fearless, committed, intense, but can be obsessive, extreme, vengeful, jealous, spiteful, unforgiving, bully, menacing, possessive, arrogant
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Bill Gates, Theodore Roosevelt, Pablo Picasso, Martin Luther, Marie Curie, Prince Charles, Hillary Rodham Clinton, Calista Flockhart, kd lang, Leonardo DiCaprio, Jodie Foster, Demi Moore
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"I've never been so far from my dream than when I was standing right beside it."
"If at first you don't succeed, try, try again"
"Ten fingers, ten toes, that was all that mattered. They don't say that now."
"Is the only way you can succeed is to see me fail?"
"Maybe it was the love for the planets, maybe it was my growing detest for this one, but for as long as I remember, I have dreamt of going into space
"You try so hard to leave a place and when you do, you find a reason to stay."
"They've got you looking for the flaws that after a while, it's all that you see."
"The wind caught it."
"The only way you can see the inside of a spaceship is when you are cleaning it."
-- Quotes from GATTACA
"Love is like an apple; it has been more than 300 years since an apple dropped and hit someone randomly"
-- zenöv
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Sunday, February 26, 2006
我 要快乐?
ah mei's new song kept resonating in my head, esp the 2 lines dat i oso used as my msn nick:
我并不是天生爱寂寞 却比任何人都多
u noe, been tossing abt the bed for more than an hr juz now and pondering over various stuff, and well, of cos it was cos of the line.
lonelinfinity has taken form in front of me again.
but i suppose it has got to do w a show i watched dis afternoon too: Finding Neverland. all along, i never tot much of Peter Pan's story, cos i wasn't really fascinated w it. but there was a conclusion made by an audience of James Barrie's Peter Pan:
time is always chasing us, u noe, the ticking crocodile
for the uninitiated, Peter Pan is a child who neva grows up cos he believe so. his nemesis, Captain Hook, haf always wanted to throw him off the deck of his pirate ship to feed his crocodile, who is always ticking cos it swallowed a clock. as a result, the ticking croc (which sounds like CLOCK) is always after Peter Pan, to destroy the fairy tale of a child who refuses to grow up.
and yes, time is always chasing us.
i'm turning 23 dis yr, tho i still haf more than 2 seasons to it, but i'm not getting any younger. and yet, i'm still combating lonelinfinity the way i combat it for the past 5 yrs.
i only realized how lonely i was when i got to jc cos of 2 reasons:
1) i neva tot i needed the care and concern of others b4. i believed dat i can love and fend for myself, a notion i held w pride in my sec sch yrs.
2) of cos, the chicken clan taught me otherwise. and yet, despite opening up and being shown the loveliness of the company of a 2nd, 3rd, 4th... person, i was unable to grasp the exact happiness of having a fren (gd fren, gf, 4eva fren) i could really call my own.
and i muz admit dat i haf a part to play as well.
i'm not especially an extrovert, not even a person capable of expressing my true feelings to someone i care abt. all this plays a part in others not knowing wat to do w me.
and after the talk w jan, i was faced w a paradox. she said, quiet guys r more prefered. if dat was true, dun i quite fit the bill? but well, perhaps i'm not someone who's quiet at the rite time.
but at the same time, how am i supposed to remain quiet and wait for gals to approach me? cos dis is wat the GALS are doing in wait for the guys they like, isn't it? i tot it was a norm for guys to take the axn and so, guys HAF to be doing the tokking.
which was wat i did half a yr ago when i met someone. i tried to strike conversations w her and find out abt her pref and dislikes. if i broke the taboo of tokking too much, i really dunno wat i shd do.
but of cos, according to xl, i din do much too. i din bring up the courage to ask someone out so as to find out abt her feelings for me. so... shd i tok, or shd i not?
actually, back to the original topic, i was really beginning to fear dat time is not on my side. altho i wished i could b like Peter Pan, i hafta face the reality. time is running out. i haf to break out of my hermitage and go search for my happiness, which was exactly my achilles heel.
it's inert of me to b withdrawn from other ppl; it's my nature to b cowardly in expressing tots towards the correct target audience (like telling the whole world but mt dat i dun like her way to doing stuff); and it's juz not me to b not b seen alone.
i mean, i feel like an oddball and i admit I AM. i feel so out in crowds and i haf no common topics w other ppl. i dun play sports like 'normal' guys do (so i can't join in their conversation abt epl/nba, not to say join in their phy games) and i dun really haf a way w gals.
i can safely say dat i've been to pubs and clubs, but it's not freq and i dun like doing it (i prefer the classier places i see the lawyers and docs visit in hk serials, OR the ones epl goes to lol). same to drinking and smoking. rite now, my life is clean of such ah beng practices, but somehow, i dun tink i can proudly declare dat i'm free from them.
cos i somehow feel dat others will marginalize me if i do dat. i'm oredi as freakish, geekish as it is. if they were to noe dat i dun do such stuff, wat will they tink? oh... watching discovery channel and taking walks ard my neighbourhood is so UNCOOL. but i do it aniwaes.
yep. i still behave like a teenager who believes in an unseen audience who will laugh behind me for dat pimple or giggle at my fat body. yes...
ironically, my days at 65 turns out to b one dat i was showered most w love and concern (in contrast to the 困扰 they gave me). but i can't reciprocate the love completely (except by treating and loving them like elder sis or mothers) mainly cos those who loved me r guys. yes, there were 3 who expressed openly their love for me, but there were countless other ppl who took care of me/made indecent advances to me tinking dat i was really dat 白目 to b unable to detect their fondness for me.
which was y i'm saddened as it was: i can't say i'm undesirable, juz dat i'm desirable to ppl i haf no desires over.
被我不爱的人溺爱，这是最美丽的悲哀
rite now, i'm still face to face w lonelinfinity.
i'm beginning to believe in fatalism. PLEASE God, Buddha, Fate, Forces of Nature... can u deliver me from the torment of lonelinfinity?
come to tink of it, perhaps i shd count my blessings to haf ppl like jan, xl, kf and fred who will b willing to listen to my woes. true dat i can't call them completely my own, but half and half makes one, yar?
ah mei's new song kept resonating in my head, esp the 2 lines dat i oso used as my msn nick:
我并不是天生爱寂寞 却比任何人都多
u noe, been tossing abt the bed for more than an hr juz now and pondering over various stuff, and well, of cos it was cos of the line.
lonelinfinity has taken form in front of me again.
but i suppose it has got to do w a show i watched dis afternoon too: Finding Neverland. all along, i never tot much of Peter Pan's story, cos i wasn't really fascinated w it. but there was a conclusion made by an audience of James Barrie's Peter Pan:
time is always chasing us, u noe, the ticking crocodile
for the uninitiated, Peter Pan is a child who neva grows up cos he believe so. his nemesis, Captain Hook, haf always wanted to throw him off the deck of his pirate ship to feed his crocodile, who is always ticking cos it swallowed a clock. as a result, the ticking croc (which sounds like CLOCK) is always after Peter Pan, to destroy the fairy tale of a child who refuses to grow up.
and yes, time is always chasing us.
i'm turning 23 dis yr, tho i still haf more than 2 seasons to it, but i'm not getting any younger. and yet, i'm still combating lonelinfinity the way i combat it for the past 5 yrs.
i only realized how lonely i was when i got to jc cos of 2 reasons:
1) i neva tot i needed the care and concern of others b4. i believed dat i can love and fend for myself, a notion i held w pride in my sec sch yrs.
2) of cos, the chicken clan taught me otherwise. and yet, despite opening up and being shown the loveliness of the company of a 2nd, 3rd, 4th... person, i was unable to grasp the exact happiness of having a fren (gd fren, gf, 4eva fren) i could really call my own.
and i muz admit dat i haf a part to play as well.
i'm not especially an extrovert, not even a person capable of expressing my true feelings to someone i care abt. all this plays a part in others not knowing wat to do w me.
and after the talk w jan, i was faced w a paradox. she said, quiet guys r more prefered. if dat was true, dun i quite fit the bill? but well, perhaps i'm not someone who's quiet at the rite time.
but at the same time, how am i supposed to remain quiet and wait for gals to approach me? cos dis is wat the GALS are doing in wait for the guys they like, isn't it? i tot it was a norm for guys to take the axn and so, guys HAF to be doing the tokking.
which was wat i did half a yr ago when i met someone. i tried to strike conversations w her and find out abt her pref and dislikes. if i broke the taboo of tokking too much, i really dunno wat i shd do.
but of cos, according to xl, i din do much too. i din bring up the courage to ask someone out so as to find out abt her feelings for me. so... shd i tok, or shd i not?
actually, back to the original topic, i was really beginning to fear dat time is not on my side. altho i wished i could b like Peter Pan, i hafta face the reality. time is running out. i haf to break out of my hermitage and go search for my happiness, which was exactly my achilles heel.
it's inert of me to b withdrawn from other ppl; it's my nature to b cowardly in expressing tots towards the correct target audience (like telling the whole world but mt dat i dun like her way to doing stuff); and it's juz not me to b not b seen alone.
i mean, i feel like an oddball and i admit I AM. i feel so out in crowds and i haf no common topics w other ppl. i dun play sports like 'normal' guys do (so i can't join in their conversation abt epl/nba, not to say join in their phy games) and i dun really haf a way w gals.
i can safely say dat i've been to pubs and clubs, but it's not freq and i dun like doing it (i prefer the classier places i see the lawyers and docs visit in hk serials, OR the ones epl goes to lol). same to drinking and smoking. rite now, my life is clean of such ah beng practices, but somehow, i dun tink i can proudly declare dat i'm free from them.
cos i somehow feel dat others will marginalize me if i do dat. i'm oredi as freakish, geekish as it is. if they were to noe dat i dun do such stuff, wat will they tink? oh... watching discovery channel and taking walks ard my neighbourhood is so UNCOOL. but i do it aniwaes.
yep. i still behave like a teenager who believes in an unseen audience who will laugh behind me for dat pimple or giggle at my fat body. yes...
ironically, my days at 65 turns out to b one dat i was showered most w love and concern (in contrast to the 困扰 they gave me). but i can't reciprocate the love completely (except by treating and loving them like elder sis or mothers) mainly cos those who loved me r guys. yes, there were 3 who expressed openly their love for me, but there were countless other ppl who took care of me/made indecent advances to me tinking dat i was really dat 白目 to b unable to detect their fondness for me.
which was y i'm saddened as it was: i can't say i'm undesirable, juz dat i'm desirable to ppl i haf no desires over.
被我不爱的人溺爱，这是最美丽的悲哀
rite now, i'm still face to face w lonelinfinity.
i'm beginning to believe in fatalism. PLEASE God, Buddha, Fate, Forces of Nature... can u deliver me from the torment of lonelinfinity?
come to tink of it, perhaps i shd count my blessings to haf ppl like jan, xl, kf and fred who will b willing to listen to my woes. true dat i can't call them completely my own, but half and half makes one, yar?
Mrs Henderson Presents
had wanted to watch something w jan, since it was the mid-term. but between 2 crappy comedies Rumour Has It and Mrs Henderson Presents, i tot the latter will b more worth the money cos it has a NUDITY rating. haha...
aniwaes, it was abt dis recently widowed Laura Henderson who was so rich and free dat she bought a derelict Windmill Theatre and opened it w an innovative idea of having non-stop plays all day long. but soon, the other theatres followed suit and she came up w another idea: to haf nudity in her shows.
but in order to haf it dat way, her nude actresses muz b like art pieces, ie. they mustn't move while they r naked on stage such dat they will b qualified as art pieces and the theatre's license will not b revoked.
dis is where the nudity part was tastefully done. they were so innovative in creating ambience and lighting in such a way dat the nudity was really like a form of art. u noe, such dat certain silhouettes cover the 'midlands' or certain pc of satin covers part of the body. in other words, they really steered from the porn factor in striptease shows.
the movie really turned out to b none-crappy. it was funny at times, but it was more serious than imagined. laura's real intention for showing nudity in her shows lies in her only son who died in WWI. she believed dat young as her son was, it was most prob dat he had never seen a nude woman real life. and she believed dat during the trying times in WWII, she was helping those young soldiers to find a relief, such dat they wun b like her son, whose only way of ventilation lies in the postcard w a nude woman.
it sound rather absurd at first, but putting ourselves in those times, it was actually reasonable. heh... maebe dat was a form of NS for the actressess too. *wink*
it also pts out a logic: when there's nothing to lose, creative ideas will come out more than expected. i mean, i draw the conclusion not only from the film itself, but from daily lives too. laura, being old and widowed juz nid a way to spend her inheritance. she dun mind losing money cos she has more than enuf to lose. it was then her GM was able to haf a vast space for creativity.
yup, wun it b better if all boss/superiors/ICs b like dat? unfortunately, a lot of ppl r so afraid of losing/things getting not as they expected, they held such a tight rein, follows dead rules and stifles creativity and brainstorming.
疑人不用 用人不疑
unfortunately, i mit countless of ppl who would insist on working their ways and not listen to wat i say. juz my luck dat i am working UNDER the person and has to say YES. still, sometimes roots run deep into the ground.
ha... enuf of grumbling.
aniwaes, after watching the show, we went to haf dinner where we chatted and chatted. nice. tho it was inevitable to tok abt work/sch stuff, it was nice to noe how she was doing. hmmm... and share secrets and updates. lol
and den, we went to kimseng to bowl, since the arcade was a little too crowded and boring looking. had 2 games, where i flopped the 1st round w 60pts and caught up later w 132pts. din strike new highs or new lows, juz enuf to satisfy the crave for fun. but i muz really credit the upturn to the ball dat i changed to, which felt better to handle w.
hmmm... muz get out more often and hang out together. well, life can't b juz work and work. i'd rather get a balanced life than mugging nite and day for a 1st cls honours dat is beyond my reach. well, u can say there ARE ppl who can play hard and yet get 1st class honours, but dat's definitely NOT ME. i'm not of dat calibre, else i'd haf gone to RI instead of RV. duh!
had wanted to watch something w jan, since it was the mid-term. but between 2 crappy comedies Rumour Has It and Mrs Henderson Presents, i tot the latter will b more worth the money cos it has a NUDITY rating. haha...
aniwaes, it was abt dis recently widowed Laura Henderson who was so rich and free dat she bought a derelict Windmill Theatre and opened it w an innovative idea of having non-stop plays all day long. but soon, the other theatres followed suit and she came up w another idea: to haf nudity in her shows.
but in order to haf it dat way, her nude actresses muz b like art pieces, ie. they mustn't move while they r naked on stage such dat they will b qualified as art pieces and the theatre's license will not b revoked.
dis is where the nudity part was tastefully done. they were so innovative in creating ambience and lighting in such a way dat the nudity was really like a form of art. u noe, such dat certain silhouettes cover the 'midlands' or certain pc of satin covers part of the body. in other words, they really steered from the porn factor in striptease shows.
the movie really turned out to b none-crappy. it was funny at times, but it was more serious than imagined. laura's real intention for showing nudity in her shows lies in her only son who died in WWI. she believed dat young as her son was, it was most prob dat he had never seen a nude woman real life. and she believed dat during the trying times in WWII, she was helping those young soldiers to find a relief, such dat they wun b like her son, whose only way of ventilation lies in the postcard w a nude woman.
it sound rather absurd at first, but putting ourselves in those times, it was actually reasonable. heh... maebe dat was a form of NS for the actressess too. *wink*
it also pts out a logic: when there's nothing to lose, creative ideas will come out more than expected. i mean, i draw the conclusion not only from the film itself, but from daily lives too. laura, being old and widowed juz nid a way to spend her inheritance. she dun mind losing money cos she has more than enuf to lose. it was then her GM was able to haf a vast space for creativity.
yup, wun it b better if all boss/superiors/ICs b like dat? unfortunately, a lot of ppl r so afraid of losing/things getting not as they expected, they held such a tight rein, follows dead rules and stifles creativity and brainstorming.
疑人不用 用人不疑
unfortunately, i mit countless of ppl who would insist on working their ways and not listen to wat i say. juz my luck dat i am working UNDER the person and has to say YES. still, sometimes roots run deep into the ground.
ha... enuf of grumbling.
aniwaes, after watching the show, we went to haf dinner where we chatted and chatted. nice. tho it was inevitable to tok abt work/sch stuff, it was nice to noe how she was doing. hmmm... and share secrets and updates. lol
and den, we went to kimseng to bowl, since the arcade was a little too crowded and boring looking. had 2 games, where i flopped the 1st round w 60pts and caught up later w 132pts. din strike new highs or new lows, juz enuf to satisfy the crave for fun. but i muz really credit the upturn to the ball dat i changed to, which felt better to handle w.
hmmm... muz get out more often and hang out together. well, life can't b juz work and work. i'd rather get a balanced life than mugging nite and day for a 1st cls honours dat is beyond my reach. well, u can say there ARE ppl who can play hard and yet get 1st class honours, but dat's definitely NOT ME. i'm not of dat calibre, else i'd haf gone to RI instead of RV. duh!
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Final Destination
it's 3 this time.
watched it w xl on thurs evening. ha... but i muz say i regretted persuading her to come watch w me when we were halfway thru the show.
as i'd watched the 1st 2 eps, i noe the format of the show, since well, it is a franchise. but much as it follows a certain format, the director still managed to cook up a frightful, chilling ambience.
the format: visions of an accident, escape from it. there will b a gp of survivors due to the vision guy going gaga. the survivors will start to die off the order they were supposed to die in the accident. the 1st to die will always die at the scene of the accident. 2nd death will b slow and detailed. 3rd death will b sudden. after dat, well, i can't keep up.
i'm still wondering if i'll go watch the 4th ep if there ever will b.
and well, i had dinner w xl b4 the movie and we had a nice chit chat. ha... juz updating abt our lives. too bad hf can't come.
and aniwaes, xl told me of dis guy she saw on the pix i posted on cscday someone she knew and took pic w me. and amazingly, i couldn't recall who the guy was. when i came home and found out the id of the guy, i was like: hey! deja vu!
y leh? dat guy was in my french tut also.
situation 1: i only knew he was also from csc in the last 2 tut. but we din tok a lot after dat.
situation 2: we actually posed to take a pic on cscday.
it din occur to me dat the 2 situations link w each other. and xl knew him cos he was her ps fren, and he was also from hc. hmmm... how issit dat i've no impression of him leh?
it's amazingly rite? someday, shd take out pix i took and see whether i took a pic w some fren b4 we guys got to noe each other. maebe some jc fren was actually a childhood buddy i had in a playground. maebe some csc guy i noe was actually someone in hc also, always hanging abt his/her class bench which happened to b juz beside mine.
wateva.
it's 3 this time.
watched it w xl on thurs evening. ha... but i muz say i regretted persuading her to come watch w me when we were halfway thru the show.
as i'd watched the 1st 2 eps, i noe the format of the show, since well, it is a franchise. but much as it follows a certain format, the director still managed to cook up a frightful, chilling ambience.
the format: visions of an accident, escape from it. there will b a gp of survivors due to the vision guy going gaga. the survivors will start to die off the order they were supposed to die in the accident. the 1st to die will always die at the scene of the accident. 2nd death will b slow and detailed. 3rd death will b sudden. after dat, well, i can't keep up.
i'm still wondering if i'll go watch the 4th ep if there ever will b.
and well, i had dinner w xl b4 the movie and we had a nice chit chat. ha... juz updating abt our lives. too bad hf can't come.
and aniwaes, xl told me of dis guy she saw on the pix i posted on cscday someone she knew and took pic w me. and amazingly, i couldn't recall who the guy was. when i came home and found out the id of the guy, i was like: hey! deja vu!
y leh? dat guy was in my french tut also.
situation 1: i only knew he was also from csc in the last 2 tut. but we din tok a lot after dat.
situation 2: we actually posed to take a pic on cscday.
it din occur to me dat the 2 situations link w each other. and xl knew him cos he was her ps fren, and he was also from hc. hmmm... how issit dat i've no impression of him leh?
it's amazingly rite? someday, shd take out pix i took and see whether i took a pic w some fren b4 we guys got to noe each other. maebe some jc fren was actually a childhood buddy i had in a playground. maebe some csc guy i noe was actually someone in hc also, always hanging abt his/her class bench which happened to b juz beside mine.
wateva.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Taking A Stand
wat w the impending test, i shdn't b here. not when 1 haf 2.5 more tutorials to cover.
aniwaes, met somebody whom i haf no +ve attitude for. dunno y i keep bumping into him lately. but he became the 1st person i met in sch today, and the one to tell me he saw my letter in Today.
yes, i sent in a letter again. after 3 failed attempts, i neva expected dis one to b published, esp when i did it so half-heartedly. some more, i tot there wld b a ton of letters swarming in wrt the matter, from ppl w better arguing skills than me.
but obviously, most of them r mugging for mid-terms to care.
aniwaes, i wrote in to express my protest for the hike in sch fees. dis is the original form i sent in, unlike the edited one published.
i tot it was getting fun when i received a cc to Today, from a staff who principally wanted to rebutt my take on cutting salaries. according to him, he had a 2% pay raise only once in his 3.5 yrs in NUS. if wat he said was true, i sympathize w him. at the same time, wat he said juz adds on to the mystery of where our money goes to.
but later dis evening, the same guy sent a mail to Today (still cc to me) to ask dat his letter not to be published. cos he was afraid of offending his superiors. u noe, he has to keep his job.
aniwaes, i asked a few ppl to help me get a copy of Today so dat i can keep a copy like i did the last time. they include my sis.
and my 3rd sis came home w the remarks to my mum: u ask ur son wat he did! write in to newspaper to complain. eat oredi nothing to do.
and so my mum nagged me for half an hr: y u do dis? y u look for trouble? later the sch find trouble w u how? next time dun do such STUPID things and find trouble for urself. later u kena big trouble.
i was so irritated dat i told her straight in the face to stay out of my business, cos wat i did was not wrong (AND STUPID).
dis culture of not speaking up HAS TO STOP. and the culture of PERSUADING OTHERS OUT OF STANDING UP FOR THEMSELVES HAS TO STOP TOO.
how issit possible dat a person who get slapped in the face not retaliate? not ask y he was slapped and suffer silently the pain and the possibility of subsequent slaps?
ok, perhaps wat i said was a bit extreme. but wat my mum was suggesting was dat we juz walk away and forget the incident and HOPE DAT BY STAYING SILENT, we will not b on the losing side. cower in silence, victimize ourselves and hope GOD will punish them. unfortunately, there's no such thing as GOD and the guy, on seeing dat we r easy targets, will continue to ka jiao us.
wat i'm proposing is dat at the moment of offense, we shd take a stand to tell the offender to make up his fucking ideas and dun tink he can suka suka slap me for no reason. tell him to STOP wat he was doing and ask for a reason and retaliate when there r no valid ones.
issit really so hard to take a stand? yes, dat Admission Officer guy has a job dat he has to keep. but do employees who get abused (in some sense) haf to stay silent? where's the Union?
and speaking of unions, nussu sux big time. but well, they can't b blamed. cos like ntuc, they're juz another puppet organization by THE GOD organization to pacify the ppl by saying: look, u haf ur union, u got ur right, now get off our backs. when the union actually has no rite so to speak except to organize bazaars and festivals (nussu) and offers discounts, great deals and gif aways to members (ntuc).
and yar, actually, for the past yr, wat i learn from exposure to taiwanese culture was not juz to doll up myself. i saw another culture, a culture so diff from ours.
in s'pore, we go to sch -> take exams -> graduate -> find jobs -> find partners -> marry -> buy hdb near parents -> gif birth -> wait for ERS-> gif birth -> stay on a job for the yr-end bonus only to end up staying for one more yr for the NEXT bonus -> gif birth -> wait for baby bonus and the life continues boringly.
foreigners: they move out of their parents' hse when they turn 21. they look for rms and share the costs (b it rent or buy) w rm mates. we dun do dat, cos we stay w parents and it's a mandate to stay w parents. we haf to aniwaes, cos there r no cheap housing for unmarried ppl to buy and stay. which is y our real estate biz is so dead. there's only buying and selling; the renting biz is only hot for foreign students. in fact, couples who ROM but haven't got their hdb flats STAY w their parents. s'poreans r so sticky to parents.
in tw, ppl juz walk out of sch to pursue their dreams. work to become singers, actors, directors, emcees, entrepreneurs, sportsmen, farmers... wateva. but we study and study cos we were told dat there will b stable jobs waiting for us. stable, low income jobs. cannot study nvm. there's another sch dat makes u study, not bks, but tools and dat's called ITE. they still gif u the stable job which is juz as low-income too.
we juz can't blame the govt for being unable to inspire entrepreneurs, cos our mindset has become too conditioned and is reluctant to change. everybody is pressured by parents and frens to work towards the stable job.
and in the job, cannot complain. got job can liaoz. later kena fired, and other ppl wun hire u cos u were fired. dat was the common mindset. my 3rd sis was pressured by my mum not to change her job even tho she felt she had no future in it. wat she tot was, by leaving the job, the future will b uncertain. mite as well stay w it and wait for the occasional pay rise.
my 1st sis, on the other hand, saw thru the conservative mindset and she changed jobs freq after staying on an old job for 5 yrs. at her current job, she has risen from a clerk to a manager, got pay rise till we can't even gauge how much she's getting... all within a yr at the job.
so dear frens, pls do not fall into the cruel hands of conservativism and into the vicious cycle of conformity. yes, u will feel happy for the zero-change environment. but dude, everybody comes to the world w nothing. u gotta WORK for stuff like status, money, BIG hse. by staying in the zero-change environment, u'll end up still w NOTHING when u die...
wat w the impending test, i shdn't b here. not when 1 haf 2.5 more tutorials to cover.
aniwaes, met somebody whom i haf no +ve attitude for. dunno y i keep bumping into him lately. but he became the 1st person i met in sch today, and the one to tell me he saw my letter in Today.
yes, i sent in a letter again. after 3 failed attempts, i neva expected dis one to b published, esp when i did it so half-heartedly. some more, i tot there wld b a ton of letters swarming in wrt the matter, from ppl w better arguing skills than me.
but obviously, most of them r mugging for mid-terms to care.
aniwaes, i wrote in to express my protest for the hike in sch fees. dis is the original form i sent in, unlike the edited one published.
i tot it was getting fun when i received a cc to Today, from a staff who principally wanted to rebutt my take on cutting salaries. according to him, he had a 2% pay raise only once in his 3.5 yrs in NUS. if wat he said was true, i sympathize w him. at the same time, wat he said juz adds on to the mystery of where our money goes to.
but later dis evening, the same guy sent a mail to Today (still cc to me) to ask dat his letter not to be published. cos he was afraid of offending his superiors. u noe, he has to keep his job.
aniwaes, i asked a few ppl to help me get a copy of Today so dat i can keep a copy like i did the last time. they include my sis.
and my 3rd sis came home w the remarks to my mum: u ask ur son wat he did! write in to newspaper to complain. eat oredi nothing to do.
and so my mum nagged me for half an hr: y u do dis? y u look for trouble? later the sch find trouble w u how? next time dun do such STUPID things and find trouble for urself. later u kena big trouble.
i was so irritated dat i told her straight in the face to stay out of my business, cos wat i did was not wrong (AND STUPID).
dis culture of not speaking up HAS TO STOP. and the culture of PERSUADING OTHERS OUT OF STANDING UP FOR THEMSELVES HAS TO STOP TOO.
how issit possible dat a person who get slapped in the face not retaliate? not ask y he was slapped and suffer silently the pain and the possibility of subsequent slaps?
ok, perhaps wat i said was a bit extreme. but wat my mum was suggesting was dat we juz walk away and forget the incident and HOPE DAT BY STAYING SILENT, we will not b on the losing side. cower in silence, victimize ourselves and hope GOD will punish them. unfortunately, there's no such thing as GOD and the guy, on seeing dat we r easy targets, will continue to ka jiao us.
wat i'm proposing is dat at the moment of offense, we shd take a stand to tell the offender to make up his fucking ideas and dun tink he can suka suka slap me for no reason. tell him to STOP wat he was doing and ask for a reason and retaliate when there r no valid ones.
issit really so hard to take a stand? yes, dat Admission Officer guy has a job dat he has to keep. but do employees who get abused (in some sense) haf to stay silent? where's the Union?
and speaking of unions, nussu sux big time. but well, they can't b blamed. cos like ntuc, they're juz another puppet organization by THE GOD organization to pacify the ppl by saying: look, u haf ur union, u got ur right, now get off our backs. when the union actually has no rite so to speak except to organize bazaars and festivals (nussu) and offers discounts, great deals and gif aways to members (ntuc).
and yar, actually, for the past yr, wat i learn from exposure to taiwanese culture was not juz to doll up myself. i saw another culture, a culture so diff from ours.
in s'pore, we go to sch -> take exams -> graduate -> find jobs -> find partners -> marry -> buy hdb near parents -> gif birth -> wait for ERS-> gif birth -> stay on a job for the yr-end bonus only to end up staying for one more yr for the NEXT bonus -> gif birth -> wait for baby bonus and the life continues boringly.
foreigners: they move out of their parents' hse when they turn 21. they look for rms and share the costs (b it rent or buy) w rm mates. we dun do dat, cos we stay w parents and it's a mandate to stay w parents. we haf to aniwaes, cos there r no cheap housing for unmarried ppl to buy and stay. which is y our real estate biz is so dead. there's only buying and selling; the renting biz is only hot for foreign students. in fact, couples who ROM but haven't got their hdb flats STAY w their parents. s'poreans r so sticky to parents.
in tw, ppl juz walk out of sch to pursue their dreams. work to become singers, actors, directors, emcees, entrepreneurs, sportsmen, farmers... wateva. but we study and study cos we were told dat there will b stable jobs waiting for us. stable, low income jobs. cannot study nvm. there's another sch dat makes u study, not bks, but tools and dat's called ITE. they still gif u the stable job which is juz as low-income too.
we juz can't blame the govt for being unable to inspire entrepreneurs, cos our mindset has become too conditioned and is reluctant to change. everybody is pressured by parents and frens to work towards the stable job.
and in the job, cannot complain. got job can liaoz. later kena fired, and other ppl wun hire u cos u were fired. dat was the common mindset. my 3rd sis was pressured by my mum not to change her job even tho she felt she had no future in it. wat she tot was, by leaving the job, the future will b uncertain. mite as well stay w it and wait for the occasional pay rise.
my 1st sis, on the other hand, saw thru the conservative mindset and she changed jobs freq after staying on an old job for 5 yrs. at her current job, she has risen from a clerk to a manager, got pay rise till we can't even gauge how much she's getting... all within a yr at the job.
so dear frens, pls do not fall into the cruel hands of conservativism and into the vicious cycle of conformity. yes, u will feel happy for the zero-change environment. but dude, everybody comes to the world w nothing. u gotta WORK for stuff like status, money, BIG hse. by staying in the zero-change environment, u'll end up still w NOTHING when u die...
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
Friday, February 10, 2006
Sights Around Punggol (Along The LRT)
had always wanted to promote Punggol, at least to gain some goodwill from ppl who tinks dat it is a god-forsaken place. and, in spirit of marketing, to promote awareness among whoever's reading my blog, esp, tho hopeless, the PRC prog lecturer who spelt Punggol as Ponggo (is he tinking of Congo??) 2 times in the lect notes. perhaps it's the influence of s'poreans who pronounced the name, in the usual slang of singlish dat omits the consonant at the end of ALL words.
aniwaes, some of the photos were taken a few mths ago, in aug and sept, and some recently. i guess one 'sight' abt Punggol dat attracts even ang-moh tourists to visit will b the LRT system...
punggol lrt station
the station itself was v captivating, at least when i 1st came. wat w seeing the station everyday of my life now, the majesty, grandiose of it all has lost its appeal. the above was a view from inside the LRT station, some view dat may seem normal and industrial to the naked eye, but can b captured from another angle.
oh... one thing abt Punggol LRT dat distinguishes itself from sengkang's, dat attracts tourists? the lack of crowd. perhaps not in the morning, and in the evening. but at normal times, the line served basically lazy ah sohs who r doing grocery shopping.
not to mention dat more than HALF the line is still not under operation.
for a small carriage, i'm amazed at its speed, which can't b felt while i'm in it. but looking at it from the distance, it was cruising even faster than a normal sedan.
towards home
aniwaes, in order to save operation costs oso, only one direction of the eastern loop is opened at any one time. one b4 3pm, and the other after dat. altho every trip comes into a full circle, each direction will offer a different introduction to Punggol.
i guess the majority of the population sees the one abt the developed and orderliness of Punggol, which is the direction after 3pm.
matilda hse
considering dat the mrt station was set in the midst of nowhere, emerging from the station was like starting on a journey INTO a developed city. fields abound, and the blocks of flats ahead.
towards punggol cove (the name of the 1st lrt station). budden it's sk in the distance
for 3 stations along a straight rd, the lrt line was flanked by 2 rows of orderly flats w uniform heights, an irony to the 'condo-like', 'different from old HDB flats' facades... they're like cliffs and canyons. the 1st pt of the lrt trip was like a kayaking trip down the river of Punggol Canyon.
preparing to enter the canyons
eating places and minimarts dot the cluster centrals. these were nothing but evidence dat here in this town resides the young couples of s'pore. DINKs, juz-past-DINKs, ppl who r toolazy busy to cook and families like mine who r practically not at home most of the day.
coursing thru the canyons
after passing thru 3 shell-roofed checkpoints, we emerge back into open space, turning juz b4 we hit the face of a small (once-landfill) hill. but of cos, it was a serangoon 'river' away.
lrt station
in fact, this is the region where serangoon 'river' empties into the straits of johor, juz like the river i'd been kayaking down in Punggol Canyon meandering into the delta of flats. it may seem dat i had left the canyon behind, but no.
towards riviera
after crossing the great divide of the town called Punggol Central, which leads directly back to the mrt station, we enter into a relatively new cluster of clusters. my cluster. here, there were some variations. in exchange for a less fancy facade, there were buildings dat finally do not face the general direction of the other flats.
towards riviera
towards kadaloor
but not my cluster tho. long ago, b4 i moved in, my fren ferried me here to deposit some of my stuff and to fix my new desktop. as he drove ard the service rd, he exclaimed, 'whoa... like a castle.'
the meadows
cos my cluster was a combination of 2 clusters, positioned symmetrically abt the shopping strip. it's an immense cliff wall, all uniform, identical twins within each twin, dat extends over 200m. in the dark (my cluster was the only one in the neighbourhood back den, so there was not much light in the new estate), the monster looms above us into nowhere.
it was, juz as ironically, called The Meadows.
i'm not bluffing when i said it was called The Meadows
after the stop outside my cluster, the remaining 2 stations r not in operation. which implied dat my station is the only one dat offers view of the other side of Punggol, the fields, the distant hills, the river, the straits; the nature.
out of kadaloor station
which explains dat in a cool morning, the scenery from here will b spirit-lifting. there will b wisps of mist hanging about the line of trees at the other end of the fields, like a white veil placed upon the tree tops. the water will no longer glitter like jewels under the morning sun, but becomes milky white. the fields were levelled and grasses cropped, but cos of dis, it seems to extend forever into the line of trees, yes dat line of coniferous trees dat shielded the ugly sights of the industrial buildings in JB.
foggy punggol morning
an optical deception, but a beautiful one.
the train will pass by the 2 unopened stations, stopping but not opening its doors. after The Meadows, the train officially exits the built-up areas of Punggol, into the flat lands beyond, and the canyons look distant and unfamiliar once again.
cloudy punggol
there was once a farm, a floral farm along dis stretch of the line. but it seemed dat the 2005 CNY bushfires had taken its toll on the owner, who suffered from the losses from the fire. the place is closed and abandoned.
juz b4 the train turns back into the tunnel of the mrt station, the 'forest' comes up at the side of the line.
foggy punggol
beyond dis pc of wood-lands, was where the old Punggol was, the pier, the beach, the marina. it was the place dat was promised to b an entertainment hub, to draw crowds to Punggol. of cos, it was juz promised.
the line of the other loop still not in operation emerges from the tress like a wild life trail. it crosses w the current line in op and trickles along the same way into the station: the massive mound of aluminium, steel, glass and concrete.
we pass in between 2 'hills' (dunno wat they were for, but they're juz there), b4 emerging into the open and steering into the station proper. back to the starting pt, back in a full circle.
there was sengkang in the distance, rite across the gushing traffic of CTE. there was the quaint, silent line of the western loop. there was the Punggol Canyons and there was the Punggol Wilds. gosh, no wonder ang-moh tourists want to come here. wat other new towns offer such sights, 4-in-1?
frankly speaking, i do hope dat Punggol stays at it is. no more development, no more human presence. of cos, dis is hopeless, cos juz beside the 'woods', a new HDB proj was beginning. soon, the trees will gif way to the flats, and the flats to the high-rise flats. no more scenic views, no more misty mornings. no more wild-life trails, tho the canyon kayaking will continue, and in fact, be extended.
but surely the place can b different from the concrete jungle of tampines and pasir ris, yar?
had always wanted to promote Punggol, at least to gain some goodwill from ppl who tinks dat it is a god-forsaken place. and, in spirit of marketing, to promote awareness among whoever's reading my blog, esp, tho hopeless, the PRC prog lecturer who spelt Punggol as Ponggo (is he tinking of Congo??) 2 times in the lect notes. perhaps it's the influence of s'poreans who pronounced the name, in the usual slang of singlish dat omits the consonant at the end of ALL words.
aniwaes, some of the photos were taken a few mths ago, in aug and sept, and some recently. i guess one 'sight' abt Punggol dat attracts even ang-moh tourists to visit will b the LRT system...
punggol lrt station
the station itself was v captivating, at least when i 1st came. wat w seeing the station everyday of my life now, the majesty, grandiose of it all has lost its appeal. the above was a view from inside the LRT station, some view dat may seem normal and industrial to the naked eye, but can b captured from another angle.
oh... one thing abt Punggol LRT dat distinguishes itself from sengkang's, dat attracts tourists? the lack of crowd. perhaps not in the morning, and in the evening. but at normal times, the line served basically lazy ah sohs who r doing grocery shopping.
not to mention dat more than HALF the line is still not under operation.
for a small carriage, i'm amazed at its speed, which can't b felt while i'm in it. but looking at it from the distance, it was cruising even faster than a normal sedan.
towards home
aniwaes, in order to save operation costs oso, only one direction of the eastern loop is opened at any one time. one b4 3pm, and the other after dat. altho every trip comes into a full circle, each direction will offer a different introduction to Punggol.
i guess the majority of the population sees the one abt the developed and orderliness of Punggol, which is the direction after 3pm.
matilda hse
considering dat the mrt station was set in the midst of nowhere, emerging from the station was like starting on a journey INTO a developed city. fields abound, and the blocks of flats ahead.
towards punggol cove (the name of the 1st lrt station). budden it's sk in the distance
for 3 stations along a straight rd, the lrt line was flanked by 2 rows of orderly flats w uniform heights, an irony to the 'condo-like', 'different from old HDB flats' facades... they're like cliffs and canyons. the 1st pt of the lrt trip was like a kayaking trip down the river of Punggol Canyon.
preparing to enter the canyons
eating places and minimarts dot the cluster centrals. these were nothing but evidence dat here in this town resides the young couples of s'pore. DINKs, juz-past-DINKs, ppl who r too
coursing thru the canyons
after passing thru 3 shell-roofed checkpoints, we emerge back into open space, turning juz b4 we hit the face of a small (once-landfill) hill. but of cos, it was a serangoon 'river' away.
lrt station
in fact, this is the region where serangoon 'river' empties into the straits of johor, juz like the river i'd been kayaking down in Punggol Canyon meandering into the delta of flats. it may seem dat i had left the canyon behind, but no.
towards riviera
after crossing the great divide of the town called Punggol Central, which leads directly back to the mrt station, we enter into a relatively new cluster of clusters. my cluster. here, there were some variations. in exchange for a less fancy facade, there were buildings dat finally do not face the general direction of the other flats.
towards riviera
towards kadaloor
but not my cluster tho. long ago, b4 i moved in, my fren ferried me here to deposit some of my stuff and to fix my new desktop. as he drove ard the service rd, he exclaimed, 'whoa... like a castle.'
the meadows
cos my cluster was a combination of 2 clusters, positioned symmetrically abt the shopping strip. it's an immense cliff wall, all uniform, identical twins within each twin, dat extends over 200m. in the dark (my cluster was the only one in the neighbourhood back den, so there was not much light in the new estate), the monster looms above us into nowhere.
it was, juz as ironically, called The Meadows.
i'm not bluffing when i said it was called The Meadows
after the stop outside my cluster, the remaining 2 stations r not in operation. which implied dat my station is the only one dat offers view of the other side of Punggol, the fields, the distant hills, the river, the straits; the nature.
out of kadaloor station
which explains dat in a cool morning, the scenery from here will b spirit-lifting. there will b wisps of mist hanging about the line of trees at the other end of the fields, like a white veil placed upon the tree tops. the water will no longer glitter like jewels under the morning sun, but becomes milky white. the fields were levelled and grasses cropped, but cos of dis, it seems to extend forever into the line of trees, yes dat line of coniferous trees dat shielded the ugly sights of the industrial buildings in JB.
foggy punggol morning
an optical deception, but a beautiful one.
the train will pass by the 2 unopened stations, stopping but not opening its doors. after The Meadows, the train officially exits the built-up areas of Punggol, into the flat lands beyond, and the canyons look distant and unfamiliar once again.
cloudy punggol
there was once a farm, a floral farm along dis stretch of the line. but it seemed dat the 2005 CNY bushfires had taken its toll on the owner, who suffered from the losses from the fire. the place is closed and abandoned.
juz b4 the train turns back into the tunnel of the mrt station, the 'forest' comes up at the side of the line.
foggy punggol
beyond dis pc of wood-lands, was where the old Punggol was, the pier, the beach, the marina. it was the place dat was promised to b an entertainment hub, to draw crowds to Punggol. of cos, it was juz promised.
the line of the other loop still not in operation emerges from the tress like a wild life trail. it crosses w the current line in op and trickles along the same way into the station: the massive mound of aluminium, steel, glass and concrete.
we pass in between 2 'hills' (dunno wat they were for, but they're juz there), b4 emerging into the open and steering into the station proper. back to the starting pt, back in a full circle.
there was sengkang in the distance, rite across the gushing traffic of CTE. there was the quaint, silent line of the western loop. there was the Punggol Canyons and there was the Punggol Wilds. gosh, no wonder ang-moh tourists want to come here. wat other new towns offer such sights, 4-in-1?
frankly speaking, i do hope dat Punggol stays at it is. no more development, no more human presence. of cos, dis is hopeless, cos juz beside the 'woods', a new HDB proj was beginning. soon, the trees will gif way to the flats, and the flats to the high-rise flats. no more scenic views, no more misty mornings. no more wild-life trails, tho the canyon kayaking will continue, and in fact, be extended.
but surely the place can b different from the concrete jungle of tampines and pasir ris, yar?
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Monday, February 06, 2006
别人的幸福
so happy to announce the birth of my new poem, barely 3 mths from the last, using effectively 2 days (minus the 2 days i was seriously ill and unable to tink). mae sound sour, but it's a sour poem aniwaes. always wanted to haf sth lyrical dat i can sing to whenever i feel day way lol
so happy to announce the birth of my new poem, barely 3 mths from the last, using effectively 2 days (minus the 2 days i was seriously ill and unable to tink). mae sound sour, but it's a sour poem aniwaes. always wanted to haf sth lyrical dat i can sing to whenever i feel day way lol
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