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Friday, September 30
- kein, posted at 11:12 AM.
So there I was, strolling my way back home (I had all the time in the world after all), and there was a bunch of kindergarten kids playing their nameless games, giggling and clapping while a teacher looked on.
NOMB as usual, so I just watched while continuing to walk by. Visual entertainment, y'know? Watching children at play is always kinda fun, if you get what I mean.
And just when the kids joined hands to form a circle, another young 'un (who was sitting nearby) got onto his feet and scrambled over as fast as he could, wanting to join into the fun. A place was opened, and he joined hands with the rest, laughing.
Now, if only we could see acceptance like that everyday :)
I'd bought this bugger a few days ago at Citylink's MPH; they were having it at 20% discount, and that boys & girls.. is definitely a bargain much better than what I could possibly find at any secondhand bookshop, considering the condition. (I didn't manage to get a dust jacket tho'; they didn't have one that fitted the paperback, oddly enough.)
A short review then. I didn't exactly devour this one like I had for The Da Vinci Code, but this one proved to be an enjoyable read as well, with the fast-moving pace and nonstop twists and turns in the plot that keeps you just wanting to go on to the next page. This one took me about three days 'cus I was preoccupied with my damn assignments, whereas The Da Vinci Code was wolfed down in less than two. The power of schoolwork, I give you that.
The protagonist (or main character, as you would have it) is once again Robert Langdon the symbologist with another sultry female lead, racing against time to save the Church this time. (After all, romance always goes hand-in-hand with heart pounding action, isn't it so? Part of the formula of a gripping story, I'd say.) Their enemy is the supposed long-defunct Illuminati, but resurrected once again in a bid to annihilate the Church once and for all, with an anti-matter bomb no less. Interesting mix of religious symbology and technology :) I especially like the way all the clues in the book were interpreted, fitting the symbols together with the Illuminati.
I remember reading reviews from other sources, where people have commented on the inadequate background research that Dan Brown has done on his books, and the fictitious stuff that he seems to have concocted to create an exciting plotline. My opinion? I'm not really caring if what he wrote was true, shrugs. It's supposed to be a fiction novel, spare me the whining about authenticity. *rolls eyes in disgust* It's an interesting read, and I'll definitely recommend it to anyone who wants to have a go.
Feel free to borrow it from me if you want to, but return my book in one piece please :) It's barely a week old.
Happened to came across this website while browsing Friendster just now. I would recommend it for the helpless romantics ;)
Well, even if you're not a helpless romantic (like me), this will still prove to be a good bedtime read.
(Minor spoiler. Highlight only after you have visited the site.) To be honest, I totally believed that it was a true story AND it was written by a girl until I clicked on the "About The Author" page. Imagine my surprise.
Nevertheless, he's pretty good at using metaphors and putting emotions into words. And for something that is imaginary, he has definitely done a good job. Especially how he reveals each piece of the story layer by layer, like peeling an onion.
Note: In Chapter 7, there's a hidden code waiting to be deciphered.
Jacky(main actor) sent 8 SMSes to Joanna(main actress) in a single night, and told her that there's a hidden message with the SMSes that he just sent her.
Here's all 8 of them, and I quote verbatim:
1) "I’m sorrie if I say anything wrong… u will still come for the appointment, won’t u?"
2) "Let me fetch you on that day, okie?"
3) "Only you can help yourself. come on, reply a yes…"
4) "Vent your thoughts to others please… it’s the only way out. "
5) "Ease your illusions! let me help…"
6) "You’ve gonna come for it!"
7) "Only you… yourself can help yourself…"
8) "Understanding yourself is most important…"
Took me less than 5 minutes to decode it, and I was grinning like a Cheshire cat after that. Corny answer.
Friday and Saturday had been spent over at Sentosa with the guys.
I *was* going to put pictures up, but apparently I look like a hardened piece of dogturd that's been left in the sun for several days. So, no pictures this time, just to prevent all of you people from throwing up.
No lengthy descriptions either, 'cus I still feel fcukin' blur from lack of sleep.
Why am I writing here then? I don't know either. ;p
I *was* going to post some of the resized pics up, but for some reason or other Blogger refuses to host my images. *sucks thumb* Another time.
After repeated attempts, the server grudgingly gives way; bah.
One of the rare shots on us playing basketball, courtesy of Shan. (Yep, we're one of those weirdos who head out to Sentosa for basketball, so shoot us.)
"1." "2." "3."
Arms 'n legs up in the air now.
The hear-see-speak no evil mascots in a new package.
ahkein, S and XQ, all decked out in nerdy specs.
ahkein, with an old schoolmate he hadn't seen for years :)
Tried to roll my eyes in disgust, but got found out.
Bleh. ahkein, LS and Mia Seng.
Pretty thing, isn't it? The only thing I bothered to snap with the HP camera :)
That's all for now, more pics when I get hold of more.
- "Courage is being scared to death -- but saddling up anyway."
What defines happiness? Wealth? Looks? Fame? Power? That may be the case for others, but it's definitely not my cup of tea.
To me, happiness means doing what you like, what you want, and what you dream of; not being bounded by expectations, criticism, or influence.
For instance, fashion trends. What's the current fashion trend for guys? Piercings, tattoos, hairless legs, tote bags, and everything pink.
For example. just look at tote bags:
What the hell? Next thing you know, they'll be introducing purses to package our balls up.
Anyway, I digress.
My point is that most guys will freak out upon seeing this kind of bag, but will still feel complied to purchase it.
Why? Because of pressure. Peer pressure, media influences.
"Wah, you still using that backpack ah? Not in fashion liao lah, uncle!"
"Buy lah! I also going to buy one later!"
"No one will laugh at you one lah! See, everyone also using!"
And so they buckle under the pressure.
In other words, they are not buying because they really want it. It's because they want to please others. For the sake of being popular. For the sake of fashion. They don't feel uncomfortable, because they are not alone. Those before them have not been condemmed, so they feel that it's safe to follow suit as well.
Definitely not me.
I don't follow fashion trends just because 'everyone else is doing it.' I only follow fashion trends when I feel comfortable doing it, and I know I'm doing it for just myself. Not for others to judge, and not for others to criticise.
Friends around me would have noticed that I stopped wearing pink for quite a while now. I decided that pink wasn't really the colour for me.
People may say that I'm clueless about fashion, but I can safely tell them that I'm happy with the way I am now.
This doesn't apply to fashion alone. It applies to everything else in life.
Put yourself in priority before anything else. If you feel unhappy doing something, then stop doing it. No one can twist your arm into doing anything.
The most important thing is yourself. If you don't care about yourself, no one will. Everyone is too busy with their own lives to babysit you.
Definitely a piece of advice that I would give to everyone around me.
On a lighter note, here's some food for thought for the guys:
Attraction is NOT a choice.
A woman can't 'choose' to be attracted towards you. It is the same reason as to why we feel attracted towards some girls and repelled by others.
A woman's attraction for you is usually formed within the first few interactions. If she does not feel any form of attraction towards you, then there's NOTHING YOU CAN DO. No amount of gifts, dining, messages, or effort will ever change her mind.
But why are there guys who can still successfully woo her a girl through gifts and effort? Is it because of:
(A) She finally realised that her Prince Charming from the fairy tales will never come. Welcome back to reality!
- or -
(B) She's sick of dealing with all the cheating bastards and liars in her life. Hence she wants a transparent and harmless nice guy for a change. (eg. You.)
- or -
(C) "Since the guy I love doesn't love me, I should be with a guy who loves me more than I love him. That way, even if the relationship fails, I won't be too affected. And I can still get all the emotional support I need."
- or -
(D) She just felt obligated to grant you the status of being her boyfriend for all your persistance. Translation: Pity.
If anyone gets upset, keep in mind that I'm just generalising here. (I doubt they would read this line anyway, because flamers would only read what they want to read.)
Which reminds me of another thing that I just mentioned to a friend, J, today:
- "Judge a female not by her words, but by her actions."
(A better way to describe this would be being 口是心非)
(Footnote by kein: Couldn't resist adding this part. Women = TROUBLE) Fun tho'.
You entered: C*** T** K*** Kein There are 15 letters in your name. Those 15 letters total to 68 There are 7 vowels and 8 consonants in your name.
Your number is: 5
The characteristics of #5 are: Expansiveness, visionary, adventure, the constructive use of freedom.
The expression or destiny for #5: The number 5 Expression endows with the wonderful characteristic of multi-talents and versatility. You can do so many things well. The tone of the number 5 is constructive freedom, and in your drive to attain this freedom, you will likely be the master of adaptability and change. You are good at presenting ideas and knowing how to approach people to get what you want. Naturally, this gives you an edge in any sort of selling game and spells easy success when it comes to working with people in most jobs. Your popularity may lead you toward some form of entertainment or amusement. Whatever you do, you are clever, analytical, and a very quick thinker.
If there is too much of the 5 energy in your makeup, you may express some the negative attitudes of the number. Your restless and impatient attitude may keep you from staying with any project for too long. Sometimes you can be rather erratic and scatter yourself and your energies. You have a hard time keeping regular office hours and maintaining any sort of a routine. You tend to react strongly if you sense that your freedom of speech or action is being impaired or restricted in any way. As clever as you are, you may have a tendency to make the same mistakes over and over again because much of your response is glib reaction rather that thoughtful application. You are in a continuous state of flux brought by constantly changing interests.
Your Soul Urge number is: 8
A Soul Urge number of 8 means: With an 8 soul urge, you have a natural flare for big business and the challenges imposed by the commercial world. Power, status and success are very important to you. You have strong urges to supervise, organize and lead. Material desires are also very pronounced. You have good executive abilities, and with these, confidence, energy and ambition.
Your mind is analytical and judgment sound; you're a good judge of material values and also human character. Self-controlled, you rarely let emotions cloud judgment. You are somewhat of an organizer at heart, and you like to keep those beneath you organized and on a proper track. This is a personality that wants to lead, not follow. You want to be known for your planning ability and solid judgment.
The negative aspects of the 8 soul urge are the often dominating and exacting attitude. You may have a tendency to be very rigid, sometimes stubborn.
Your Inner Dream number is: 8
An Inner Dream number of 8 means: You dream of success in the business or political world, of power and control of large material endeavors. You crave authority and recognition of executive skills. Your secret self may have very strong desire to become an entrepreneur.
The Life Path 4 produces the most trustworthy, practical, and down-to-earth of individuals; the cornerstone members of society. The goal of this life path is learning to take orders and to carry them out with dedication and perseverance. You always demand as much from yourself as you do from others, and sometimes a lot more. You have the kind of will power that is often mistaken for sheer stubbornness. Once a decision is made, it will be followed through to the conclusion, right, wrong, or indifferent; you are very set in your ways and determined to handle things the way you are so certain that they should be handled. Your tenacity of purpose and ability to get the job done borders on obsession. You are an excellent organizer and planner because of your innate ability to view things in a very common sense and practical way. You are a wonderful manager with a great sense of how to get the job done.
Loyal and devoted, you make the best of your marriage, and you are a dependable business partner. Friends may be few in number, but you are very close to them and once friendships are made, they often last a lifetime. The number 4 is solidly associated with the element of earth from which it gains it strength and utter sense of reality. You are one of the most dependable people you know. If patience and determination can ever win, you are sure to achieve great success in life.
The negative side of the 4 can prove dogmatic to an excess, narrow-minded, and repressive. A lot of skin-deep people turn you off, and you lack the tact to keep your feelings from being totally clear to all around. Additionally, the negative 4 has a bad tendency to get too caught up in the daily routine of affairs and often misses the big picture and major opportunities that come along once in a while.
Harhar, not too sure if it's all true. What do you think?
Think it's quite obvious what I did after that; been a long time since I'd done KTV on a two person basis heh. Fun tho'.
Arrival of NZ later on, and our attempt to swallow the microphones whole.
Slept over at NZ's place after that. (Couldn't bother taking a midnight cab.) Slept on the bus home in the morning, and staggered my way home. Slept again, skipped classes. (Decided that rest was infinitely more important than listening to two people yammering for five hours and above.)
Footnote: I'd posted this up early morning, but the images simply refused to be displayed, so I saved the draft instead. The solution? I'm not sure either, but they sortof miraculously worked again so.. ;p
Went for dinner at this place called Waraku (near Marina Square) with Adri, just to have a taste of sukiyaki. (I'd never tried it before, bleh.)
Adri with her kakiage udon; ultra oversized bowl isn't it? She looks positively miniature beside it ;p
(Sidenote: the above pic looks weird 'cus I cropped it; had to perform emergency surgery after I screwed up.)
(Note to self: Never take odd angle pics with the HP camera.)
Getting the raw egg ready for the sukiyaki.
ahkein with his katsu curry don, which turned into a disaster later on.
A closeup of my food before disaster struck; yes it looks like soup but that's actually curry. Not sure why it looks so watery on the camera, hmm.
Sukiyaki! Beef, tofu, veggies, mushrooms n dunnowhatelse. The main focus of the thing's beef of course, but since the beef's in limited quantity, no choice eh? The beef's really slurpz though. We checked with the waiter, and were quoted like $6.80 per 100g of additional beef.
.. sua. Next time round I'll smuggle beef in my bag and cook it there ;p
A grand shot of all the food.
*THIS* is the disaster scene. I sortof forgot howmuch curry there was in the bowl, and absentmindedly mixed the soft Japanese rice with the curry. Ho seh. In the end the rice were all swimming in the curry, and I got sick of having to fish my rice out of the curry pool. :( The rice and chicken tasted really nice though, before I got sick of the curry.
Finally finished eating, burps. Adri & ahkein.
Shots of the restaurant exterior; I feel like I'm doing free advertising.
We went for the Nokia Starlight Cinema after the meal. Today's the first session, and since ladies got free entry with every ticket purchase, it's not too bad.
(For the people who whine about the prices and say you can probably go watch another two movies with a single ticket price, shhhh. To me, it's about experiencing different stuff, not about the price.)
And it's yet another outing which required me to hope fervently for good weather, ugh. Luckily everything turned out fine in the end :) No stars though, like what Adri pointed out; the skies were a cloudy grey.
Two thirds through the movie.. raindrops started to fall. We'd packed our stuff and gotten an umbrella out incase it really started to rain, but yeah the rain backed off, phew.
And yep, I'm glad I caught Alot Like Love just now. It's a really great movie! :) Not to mention the fact that watching it on open grounds felt really fun, a welcome change from the usual row-by-row cinema seats. The backdrop of open skies and the commercial buildings against the movie screen somehow enthralled me as well. The returning echoes of the movie sounds from the surroundings were incredible too, felt like we were in a cave or something, laugh.
I would've gone again tomorrow if circumstances had permitted, but oh well. Some things in life're out of our control, bleh.
A lousy shot of the movie screening, from our spot. HP cameras can never be trusted to take good night shots, since the so-called night mode is merely a tweak of the ISO settings (to 100 I suspect).
Weeeeeeellllcome to Chinese Garden: Lantern Safari! Bah, big deal.
We were walking in, and two guys with SLRs (i.e. expensive bloody high end cameras) were jabbering in a language which sounded like English.
Hardcore photog: "You should be using the *insert inexplicable term*, because you're taking *insert another incomprehensible term*."
ahkein: ".. " *Mouth gaping, and walks on in silent laughter.. because he didn't understand a single shit of whatever he just heard.*
Dinosaur lanterns! Definitely more than these few buggers, but I wasn't planning to open a dinosaur gallery here so bleh. I took these dinos because I liked the way they were reflected on the water :) The blurred line between reality and fantasy.
(Skipped the African savannah lanterns entirely; I'm not into lion/giraffe/blahblah stuff. B-O-R-I-N-G.)
These pics might've be just a *bit* miniature after i resized them, oops.
I like this one :) There was a family nearby when I was adjusting the shutter, and the papa was trying to get his boy into flapping his arms. How else? I was bemusedly looking on, camera forgotten as the daddy vigorously flapped his arms along with the boy. Somehow I don't remember my old man doing that.
Ostriches and dunno WTF else on the trees; undefined.
Example of a super miniature: there's an owl perched on the 'tree' to the left, if you look closely.
Assorted cartoon figures, pretty kewl eh?
These buggers were close to the entrance/exit of the carpark. Too many people milling around, lousy shots. :(
Supposed celestial maidens lining the bridge, welcoming the filthy humans? ;p
I suppose this has to do with the Mooncake Festival eh? Maidens flying around the bloody moon heh.
Malt candy! In so many different flavors leh. Blueberry, honey, strawberry, kiwi.. *rolls eyes in disgust at kiwi malt candy*
This was done by a lady over there. Damn kewl I tell you, she did all the candy in like less than a minute. A few twirls here and there, and the shape's all done. Took a video but yeah, I won't be putting it up bleh.
Red red lighting; does it look like a scene from 'The Maid'? (That local movie, yes.)
A closeup of the candy lickin' hantu; boo.
The chao ah beng sucking his malt candy.
The batteries died on me when I tried to set the timer and take a photo together with LS. Initially, I was like "Nevermind, 道高一尺魔高一丈. You think you can stop me?" I took out my spare batteries and carried on.
.. the spares died on me like a minute later. Fcuks man. 一山还有一山高.
Translation notes. - 道高一尺魔高一丈. Interestingly enough, the Chinese believe that evil will triumph over good, instead of the other way round. That's roughly what it means. Very, very very roughly. I'm not a Mandarin tutor, spare me. - 一山还有一山高. You may be good, but someone else's even better. Deflating thought, this one.
I'd bought the tickets at a discount, so it was kinda 'why not'? It's been years since I last stepped foot into the place anyway, and it's something different from the usual movie/food routine isn't it? Chinese Garden was a little far though. We were inside for less than two hours before leaving, and we did make a complete circuit alrite?
Reason for leaving quickly #1: the variety wasn't sufficiently interesting enough to engage me for two hours and above at least.
*photog babble starts*
I had fun with the A40 too; something I hadn't done in quite awhile. All of the shots were taken without flash, so I had to tweak the settings a little before that, something like 0.6 - 1.0s for shutter and F2.8 for aperture. Having no tripod was an absolute torture though, I was scrambling for stable surfaces all over. Stuff like fake boulders, railing posts, tables, cigarette ash holders. and even LS's head. The downside of taking night shots I suppose. All in all, I shot sixty-six images, and only half failed the mark, quite a decent percentage actually. I had expected more than half to be blurry images, from past experience. Only put twenty up here (after QC-ing) though, and it's already a damn long post. Damn, I haven't made such a long post in MONTHS.
*photog babble ends*
Recommended campanion if you're thinking of going: insect repellent. I did have a bottle in my bag, but Ms LS absolutely refused to use it despite being bitten several times while I was like "huh, got mosquitoes meh?". Maybe it's just some philosophy of hers that insect repellents I buy don't work at all, and so would be a total waste of effort in application, blah.
Reason for leaving quickly #2: So it was leg/thigh slapping mode for LS the entire evening, oops. Alas, let us flee, before she loses like a pint of blood or something!
I was still pretty curious at the zero mosquito bite record though; maybe I smell so bad that the mosquitoes were repelled by my ultimate stink wave. Or perhaps it was my jeans ;p Do the mosquitoes there only attack at leg level then? Odd.
We took our time catching forty winks on the MRT after that; it was a long way back home.
(.. it took me nearly two hours to finish this post. WTF?)