Well...at least I hope so.
Now reading another inspirational book: Veronika wants to die.
Hmm my life is so sad (to a certain extent), having to resort to reading such books to gain a semblence of some wisdom to live my life.
Yeah, I don't write too much about social issues nowadays, there are many good writers out there who do so.
Oh well.
Monday, January 31, 2005
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Hurtful words
The Piss-anator is back.
Victim this time, long time good friend since Kindy school...
Maybe I should cut out my tongue or better, grow a brain.
Victim this time, long time good friend since Kindy school...
Maybe I should cut out my tongue or better, grow a brain.
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Of warm nights and mirages
Been exactly a week since touching down at Changi Airport.
Nothing much changed in Singapore except for the few new buildings that sprouted up here and there. People still assuredly very Singaporean and of course with all the rest of the foreign talents.
The days and nights are still warm, suffice to make me shower at least twice a day, shitty humid weather.
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I remember reading about how mirages are formed. It's a misconception that it only forms in the desert. Apparently it appears whenever we least expect it and its appearance is such that it looks so real that one would believe that it's the real thing.
But like the dying man in the merciless desert, one believes the image of the oasis to be so real that he would just crawl till his dying breath believing that he is closer to it with every passing moment.
Till the last moment.
Nothing much changed in Singapore except for the few new buildings that sprouted up here and there. People still assuredly very Singaporean and of course with all the rest of the foreign talents.
The days and nights are still warm, suffice to make me shower at least twice a day, shitty humid weather.
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I remember reading about how mirages are formed. It's a misconception that it only forms in the desert. Apparently it appears whenever we least expect it and its appearance is such that it looks so real that one would believe that it's the real thing.
But like the dying man in the merciless desert, one believes the image of the oasis to be so real that he would just crawl till his dying breath believing that he is closer to it with every passing moment.
Till the last moment.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
tooting back...
Gonna hop on to that jet plane back to Singapore this coming Saturday. For the life of me, I can't remember what time is my flight. Tsk, elcetronic ticket huh.
Was originally planning to push back my departure date for selfish reasons but gonna stick with the original date due to familial reason. And maybe also partly of that tsunami thingy, makes me want to go back have a look see at everyone. Life never lets up at telling us that maybe the things we all chase after is really quite illusionary. And what may be the real, ironically is also an intangible thingy, are the good and positive relationships we have with our family and friends.
And maybe a bit of boozing and dancing to spice up the life, just for that little while.
Was originally planning to push back my departure date for selfish reasons but gonna stick with the original date due to familial reason. And maybe also partly of that tsunami thingy, makes me want to go back have a look see at everyone. Life never lets up at telling us that maybe the things we all chase after is really quite illusionary. And what may be the real, ironically is also an intangible thingy, are the good and positive relationships we have with our family and friends.
And maybe a bit of boozing and dancing to spice up the life, just for that little while.
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