Archive for October, 2005

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Oct 30, 2005 in My Shout Outs

I’m in a dreamy mood now. Just after a beer..listening to Christopher Cross’s Arthur’s Theme. How dreamy can I be?

Watching how close Colin is with Cynthia. No jealousy no envy. Just a little pricked, but I’m very happy for them. They have been through a lot, and have survived the unfair test of time of spending days apart from one another.

Did I say days? Hmm let’s put it as around half a year at a stretch. Colin was a pilot in training.

Gota go home soon! It is a new week ahead. A short and a better one I sure hope.

Cheers mates

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Oct 30, 2005 in My Shout Outs

Sitting here at my buddy’s place, working on his laptop that had a problem, listening to his mp3s…mp3s that were mine, he just copied it all over to his laptop.

What’s playing? Avril Lavigne’s Tomorrow. Great song, though never released as a single, but then again, holds special meaning to me. I don’t feel sad listening to certain songs anymore. Maybe I am feeling better…

But one thing I know for sure. I will still be enjoying the song for a long long time, in the night, working on my comp systems, lisening to mp3s.

A song, that holds special significance.

Here’s how the chorus goes. A chorus that doesn’t mean anything to me. In fact it didn’t depict my emotions back then. Perhaps it is now.

” I don’t know how I’ll feel,
tomorrow, tomorrow,tomorrow
I don’t know what to say,
tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
Is a different day

And I wanna believe you,
When you tell me that it’ll be ok,
Yeah I try to believe you,
Not today, today, today, today, today…

Tomorrow it may change”

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Oct 30, 2005 in My Shout Outs

Flightplan
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Ah the long awaited show that I have been waiting for. Finally caught it today. Jodie Foster stars as an aeronautics engineer, who lost her husband in an ‘accident’. She takes her daugher and late husband to New York City to start a new life. Or so she attemps to.

Her daugher mysteriously goes missing mid flight and not only does she have to convince the entire crew that her daugher was on board and went missing, but eventually herself too. But tell tale signs left along the way convinced her that her daugher was kidnapped. Was she right?

My advice is not to hear any spoilers from anyone. Or read any of it from anywhere. Go in and watch it for yourself. I am very facinated by the beauty of the plane..looking forward to its debut in the market sometime next year.

Meantime sit tight for this one. You are in for a bumpy right. Screw what people say. Watch this one for all the marbles. A rather predictable ending but has loads of great acting.

PS : The captain of the ship never assumed more responsibility and command. He was like the chief of defence force (reminds me of the charisma of Harrison Ford), making a do or die call. So cool!

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Oct 26, 2005 in My Shout Outs

What is an iPod shuffle to you?

I was given an iPod for my birthday this year. By someone I love. It was a very meaningful gift. A gift that I needed and liked a lot. I couldn’t think of anything better money could buy as a gift. However it also ended up the last gift I will probably receive from him.

Today, each time I use it, it reminds me of him. Like a pair of strings bounded together as a headset, it keeps me hanging by a thread all the time. What shall I do? Each time I see the white piece of beauty, or even the term ‘iPod’ it is like hitting on a raw nerve. What shall I do with it? Put it away? But I like it and it keeps me company when I take the bus or MRT. Puts me into a world of my own. Though surrounded by moving objects and people, they all appear as extraterrestrial entites to me. Such is the power of the iPod and music. Music that I like.

I’m in constant dilemma. A lot of things around me hits a raw nerve. I fear to look at, or open certain things knowing it will open pandora’s box of endless hurt. It takes one to go through this to learn of the meaning ‘love hurts’.

Hanging in the balance, by a thread. 2 years, is quite a long time. Is time a friend, or an enemy?

Time heals wounds. Time also inevitably spells a damper for a long of things. Sparks flying all the time initially but gradually lose their flame. Or is time not part of the game. It would be everything, but time. Time is not a factor. But imagine, if time stood still, nothing moves. Everything stays as it is. So how can time not be a factor?

So if it is, is it a friend, or a foe? Or is it like a fire, a good servant but a bad master. Can we manage time, like we manage fire? Or will it end up like the haze brought upon by the raging fires in Sumatra.

I haven’t quite figured it out yet. Perhaps I will never.

Friend or foe, time is here to stay.

Like what we say, if you can’t beat it. Join in.

I am a very emotional person, and I can understand why some people who go through bad times, would want to leave the place for a while. Too many things around to remind one of the past memories.

Running away? I beg to differ. To me, it is giving oneself the chance to heal. And allow time to be our friend, and do its work for us. Bit by bit.

Tick tock tick tock…

What time is it?

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Oct 25, 2005 in My Shout Outs

I was having lunch earlier and the SDP fellas came and make their rounds at the hawker centre. Buy a copy of their latest newsletter and learn the truth! Or so they say. Dr Chee came down personally too, and this is the first time I managed to see him in person. Are they allowed to do that? I don’t even know if that area is under their territory. I guess I am so not into politics eh.

My colleague asked me if I dared to buy a copy. Why not? Except I can’t be bothered to read. Somethings are best left unknown to me, lest I throw another fit. It is after all the land of the PAP and I don’t want to be in the middle of the cross fire. If they have accusations, find the evidence and then distribute. Not groundless accusations that landed people in court and end of the day it makes everyone look silly. Everyone can say the gov does this and that, but are there any evidence to back it up with without going into the territory of defamation? It is an offense you know.

On the way back to the office, I saw one old lady tap her card at the exit just after boarding. A fare cheat. I have been reading the ST forums these days, and people recommend putting up readers at every bus stop. This is crazy. So much work and cost and the cost will be born by us ultimately.
Why not just upgrade the software, that prohibits a commuter from tapping at the exit when the fare stage at exit = entrance? I see no reason why would anyone board the bus and then exit right away. Unless he has boarded the wrong bus thinking it goes somewhere else but after checking with the bus driver, realise he or she needs to be on a different bus. In that case the driver can allow a exclusive ‘permit’, else it will be an explicit ‘deny’ for everyone else to tap out when the fare stage did not change from boarding. It is just a simple check routine.

Any s/w programmers foresee an issue?

Maybe I should write in…

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Oct 24, 2005 in My Shout Outs

Sorry folks if you came on and found that the blog was down. My web provider did some modifications which affected the architecture and authentication codes for the blog. My emails weren’t working well but now it is all fine.

Thanks Eric for attending to the issues so quickly.

Have a good week ahead folks. I am busted from school project meetings and fixing up this place. But all is well that ends well.

Pilate rawks!

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Oct 23, 2005 in My Shout Outs

Ah..had a lesson of pilate earlier. Wanted to try something different from just running and banging weights and teaching people. Time to be taught something new instead.

Pilate and yoga has always been looked upon as a girl’s thingie. Guys always feel it is too sissy. They belong to the tennis courts and basket ball courts and soccer fields. They think yoga and pilate is just about bending here and bending there.

They couldn’t be’wronger’. In any case it is with that thought that I decided to try. My good friend cum gym trainer, Johari was learning pilate to teach and I very much wanted to be a guinea pig. It is nice to try before committing to anything.

My verdict? Not easy at all, takes a while to get used to, and it is very relaxing. Lots of stretching, posture exercises and endurance.

Getting the posture right..

The finale for today! Ta – da!

Home of the Mighty Mark System, cum training cum torture arena

Johari and me. A good friend of mine cum gym instructor. He is really nice, but he has to learn to control himself sometimes..hmm..

I am still waiting for a soft copy of some pictures taken earlier this month during one of our ‘tekan’ sessions. Akan Datang…Stay tuned!

For now, gotta finish my dinner and watch My Date With A Vampire. Till next time, have a good week ahead everyone!

Pilate RAWKS.

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Oct 23, 2005 in My Shout Outs

It is time for the joke of the week, ladies and gentlemen.

In this place I call sillypore, everything bout it is silly. And this is no exception.

Ah Seng asks Ah Beng, “Why does Mr Lee Hsien Loong go for walks in the evening and not in the morning?” Ah Beng replies, “Wah lao you blur like sotong leh. Mr Lee is P.M, not A.M!”

- contributed by RainZ, thank you dear :)

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Oct 21, 2005 in My Shout Outs

I reckon many of us put on a different face at work. No not that glum face. What I am refering to is, showing a different side of us at work. Many a time we can’t ‘be ourselves’.

I can also see how hard it is to please everyone. Use the same front, and someone feels intimidated. Another feels you are not serious enough. Maybe I’m too young, or look too young for the work I do, that some of my clients don’t take me seriously. Maybe it is time to do an overhaul. People don’t appreciate difference. They want the familiar. They want people to be like ‘everyone else’. The stereotyped image of how someone ought to be at work.

Like when a new team of engineers take over a project from someone. So there are unfamiliar faces and all. The same quality of work, or even better, is usually deemed ‘worse’. People compare to what’s in their comfort zone. And unfamiliarity begets resistence. What is the psychology behind this? Cuz even I share the same trait. I don’t like new comps or handphones cuz I am used to being in the comfort zone. Unless there is a very good reason for change, else if it aint broken, don’t fix it. Grin and bear it.

I think its pure rubbish, but that’s the way it is. Heck it makes work darn boring though. My job is rather service orientated. I see different types of people everyday, and learn how to deal with each and everyone of them. If you’re a customer, what sort of service standards do you go for?

Cuz quite frankly, it seems that few people appreciate the service staff like I do. Service staff greet walk in customers but many don’t even hear them. Or they pretend not to hear. I like to return a greeting and a smile. We are only human. There are no customer rights and stuff when it comes to service. Yes we do not condone bad service, but I don’t walk into astore and behave like I own orchard road just cause I am a customer and they are staff and I expect them to do what I want. I can relate to my counterparts in the service industry, which unfortunately isn’t reciprocated by others. They get treated badly at work so they take it out on other people in the service industry. Yikes.

I won’t say which race or nationality I have been looking at, but they wave thanks when you give way to them on the road. They thank the bus captain when he tells them it is time to get off the bus, either verbally or by waving from the outside. They actually acknowledge front desk staff’s greetings.

Culture? Perhaps. Then I think perhaps we have a lot to learn from them. Just like they have a lot to learn from us, for example, the way we respect our elders, which in their culture, many do not give a hoot to.

I hope we can learn from one another, but learn the good and right things. Somehow we seem to pick up the wrong stuff and neglect to follow the good cultures. So in the end, everyone’s culture is getting cross ‘bred’ but in a negative way.

So what should we do? Heck don’t ask me. I am just like you and I. If I had to do something, I’ll just go into internal slumber…..

If I had a wish, that is what I would want. Dead (no pun intended) serious.

I’m tired folks. Real tired. Fatigue that no amount of sleep or rest can resolve.

As they say, the world sucks. Of course it does, else we would have all fallen off the face of the earth.

I would say, then so it shall be. Nutting much to keep one’s feet around here anyway.

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Oct 21, 2005 in My Shout Outs

Just a thought.

I was taking a bus down to work earlier and was listening to my ipod happily, and one of the songs it chose at random was Fun Factory’s I Love You. Anyone still remembers this song? It is one of those sweet put-your-arms together and sway kinda song. It ends with a line ‘When you find the right person, never let her get away”.

The next song however the ipod chose was Lindsay Lohan’s Over. Good song, but I was thinking, how ironic. One moment its a I Love You. The next it is Over. What was the third song after that? It hit P.Diddy’s I Need A Girl.

“I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to make my wife
I need a girl who’s mine oh mine
I need a girl in my life
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to be my wife
Nobody else cuz she’s all mine
I need a girl in my life”

And there you go, P.Diddy with I Need a Girl part 1.

What hit after that? Geez, this will never end will it? It was Simple Plan’s Untitled.

There you go…kinda very much like love isn’t it? I love you, and then it is over. And then you need a girl. A cycle that never ends, and loops forever and ever.