his cool expression wor..
It is perplexing as to how a single planet can give life to billions of people with billions of personalities. Each comes with his or her own different personality, wrapped in a totally different pacakage altogether. Some love to bask in the company of friends, some love to lead a solitary life; some enjoy the limelight, some prefer to keep a low-profile and stay away from the glares of others. And the list goes on. Yet no matter how different and how ineffable these characteristics of people may appear to be, one thing that totally eludes my understanding would be the simple understated fact of how ignorant people can be. A demented man who batters his wife into a pulp at a moment of rage, a pleasure-seeking yuppie who flounders in the throes of sex and drugs (thinking that that would make him happy)… Those are huge instances which stand to serve my point. Ironically that is not my point. For they lead their own lifes, subjected to their own joy and sorrow. What I’m trying to point out instead, is how saddening it can be when a person close to you, eg your best friend, chooses to do something that would not help to fortify a relationship. I know I’m mincing my words. But forthrightness will not do justice here. It’s just that when you are with someone through all the ups and downs, through thick and thin (pardon the cliched phrases), you, as noble as you might be, hope that the other person appreciates everything that you guys have weathered. Not appreciate you in exact terms, but to appreciate everything that has transpired between you both. The experiences you shared. The sweet and bitter. Everything. That’s why when someone chooses a different path on the pretext of sloth, it may appear to be a small thing. Yet gurgling beneath the surface would a potent force which leaves you in a quandary as to how much a relationship means to the other person. That is something that you’ll never be sure of. As a consolation, you know that no matter what, that person still is, and will be your best friend. No matter what.
And oh yeah. A post is something you write which expresses how you feel. anything. yet copying and pasting other's contents and throwing in a random statement ( for eg. i couldn't care less) counts for nothing. Yet you know what? i couldn't care less huh?
long long ago....
our class party
irene tai...
doing wat huh?
Redang Trip
Celebrating HC n CH burfday
Jia,Yin,Ting, n Ting
the lovely couple
in melb
will try to dig out more and see. :P
Just got back from an evening jog straight after class. Feels great to be able to cover a pretty long stretch. Wasn't easy when the temptation of stopping lies right in front of you. A step forward at a time. Clear your mind of thoughts. before you know it. poof! it's done.A friend picked me up for lunch this afternoon. Four guys in a car. Went out for a meal. Ages since tasted chinese food. Had a haircut after that- all of us. Guess we four were the only business the hairdresser had for the whole day, considering the shabby place and hmmm... door was locked when we first knocked. She had this little cute son perched on the chair. 4years old. singing away to the nursery rhymes blaring from the tv. which kinda reminds me of how old i am. Her skills aint that great. RM8 for something average. but great in the sense that could ask her to remedy d style after it was finished. sorta felt like she was a personal barber.Was out till 2 am+ yesterday. Went mamak with 2girls and my roomie. Was real lazy to go but my roomie mistakenly thought I wanted to go (which is a long story. he said i was asleep. i gave him the thumbs up as a gesture of thanks and thought that was a sign that i wanted to go). but it turned out ok. had a chat with the guys and they said i *desperately* needed a haircut and get rid of those specs. kena 'perli' d nite long....... ate a lot as usual (on a binge to get fat, which is still near failure) but wasn't full at all. Came back was real late. uni was empty and there's this eerie (or perhaps not) silence at night when everyone's asleep which evokes somthing philosophical deep within. hard to articulate but nights usually throw you with the huge question of the meaning of life (when it's really really dark and you feel tired yet not really sleepy at the same time).Can't wait to go back this weekend. Yet hope to not have to take a bus. Damn 'mafan' and boring in the bus. Waiting to read more of your posts, hc. stilll can't wrap my head around what you're so busy with??!!
We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep…
William Shakespeare, The Tempest (Folger Shakespeare Library)
A man that is born falls into a dream like a man who falls into the sea.
Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim (Penguin Classics)
Is the reality we know a reality imposed to us by nature? Is the reality and the meaning of life a creation of men, such as music, or love or colors (science tells us that there isn't such things as music, harmony or colors in the physic world. Just traveling molecules: «There is not, external to us, hot or cold, but only different velocities of molecules; there aren’t sounds, callings, harmonies, but just variations in the pressure of the air; there aren’t colours, or light, just electro-magnetic waves», said H. Von Foerster.).
recent pic of me.i think i've gained weight. T_T
er..that's the only photo I have with more people.
