lives

We're all born the same, the same features, the same faith and love and hope, after which it is up to the individual to perform.

And as life passes by, its velocity never constant, each being creates lives. A life in school, a life at home. While each life could reflect a certain aspect of the individual's character, any one of the lives can be a farce and what has been formed, that is, the life created, cannot be absorbed or oblige with the commanded to cease to exist.

However, one should never create lives purely for entertainment, due to its severe consequences if any of the lives should nudge each other in the course of un-ending time and tide.

sheesh. maturity.

Doing audio interviews for a radio individual assignment can be rather interesting at times.
On Wed, I went to interview the furniture shop opposite my school and it went remarkably well. The owner was in the premises, and speaks english, which made the recording a much smoother process. [Bet you've never heard me speak chinese on record]
In fact, we talk a little bit too much. I dare say while people think the challenge is getting people to open up, I feel that it's how you end the conversation that maketh the challenge. You've got to exit with grace and audio-wise, that's very hard to do.
We talked from my topic to the Integrated Resort to the media industry in Singapore to the economy to foreign talent.
I have to admit, he was friendly and definitely matured as compared to the person I couldn't interview on Thurs. Due to a lack of time on Wed, I went to seek other shops on Thurs. Went to the electronic shop opposite school, and, sheesh, she's twice (or maybe more) my age and probably has the maturity of someone half my age!
I asked if I could interview her about [insert topic here], and she scrunched up her face, and turned around and 'huh...', in the qian-da tone.
Hey, if you don't want to let me interview you, just say you don't want. Simple. No need to give that kind of tone and have such a reaction what. Unless she was trying to flirt with me la. Which would be a different scenario altogether since girls don't flirt like that?! Unless well, perhaps for her generation. sheesh. the unique shop owners u meet. and they say the young should learn from the older generation. Thanks but no way.
And! I went to Tampines St 23 and St 11 to do some more interviews. This old man was rather demanding, saying he'll allow me to interview him if I buy something from his store. and he sells furniture. What am i supposed to do man? Buy a bed so I can get a minute of interview? Siao Tar Po!
I know we should invest wisely in our education but surely buying a bed would be too much and too worthless an investment.
Well. That's that. Going to do my final installment of interviews tomorrow. Hope it doesn't rain, cause I seriously doubt anybody busily putting stuff in his car in the rain would allow some kiddo to ask him questions. Oh well, would be interesting me thinks. tata lovelies.

Diamonds.

There was a man who was obsessed with diamonds. He was so obsessed with diamonds that he planted numerous crops on his acres of land, that stretched far and wide. He would then sell off all his harvested crops in order to acquire diamonds. However, the acres of land that he had, were barren land, and no matter how big the investment was, the land never seem to produce good crops. In desperation, he sold off his land to fuel his addiction with diamonds. Unknown to him, there were diamonds hidden beneath his land, which the new owner took advantage of and made a fortune.

We're all like this man. We search and seek something that we want so much, be it fame or fortune or love or simply to be understood. Yet what we so eagerly desire is already there in us, hidden and waiting to be discovered and used as of its purpose.

We always comment on how the other person has something we don't have like "That person is so sensitive. How I wish I can be more like her" or "That guy is so cool. If only I was as cool as him"

However we rarely realise that what we have in us is so much better than what we envy in the other people.

Don't be like the foolish man who sold all his land for something that he actually had right under his nose! Take a look within yourself and mine out the diamonds - the precious and rare gems - in you.

My first Post of 2007

You know, each individual's life can be compared to that of a chunk of wood. We all start together, each just like the other. Same weight, same specifications. As we go on the road of life, the experiences we have coupled with the skills we learn, and blended with the talents we have, shapes and moulds us or rather, the chunk of wood.

Some pieces of wood become big sturdy ships. Ships that to some is just mere transportation, but to those in a flood, a lifeline. Ships are sources of strength and hope and life in times of distress. Some people are like that.

Some pieces of wood become small fragile pencils. Thin, light and easily broken into two. Pencils that tell of great stories or spreads important announcements be it joyous ones or sad ones. Pencils that write messages of hope or peace or light.

Some pieces of wood become musical instruments. A guitar or a violin or a clarinet or a mere drumstick. It doesn't matter what instrument, what type what size what shape, because an instrument is judged in the music it produces. and the music that is produced is of an unknown language, one that offers comfort to those in sorrow, that offers rest to those who are weary, that offers peace to those in struggles.

Then, there are those pieces of wood, who rot. Literally. Infested with termites, they feel so discouraged and distraught that they simply let the experiences that they have had wear them down and tear them apart instead of moulding them into something significant.

What piece of wood are you? What piece of wood do you want to be?

The end of 2006 draws nigh.

withlessthantwentyfiveminuteslefttillitends [breathe] howwillitallgodownwill2006godownasayearof [breathe] miseryorsadnessordespairor [breathe] happiness???

[hint: that was meant to be read very fast]

So. One year slipping off, to the recesses of my mind, as another one is born.
2006. We had many memories together no?
The joyous occasions, the sad moments.
The concert. The bus ride.
How joyful and enjoyable that moment was.
Yet it lead to disastrous consequences.
Which we both suffered for a few months.
Yet you stood by me, my 2006.
Those times were sad and dark.
Monstrosities lurked at every corner.
Sleep evaded me as stealthily as an espionage agent.
But the sun could hide no longer
And in full force it came.

2006.

A year of

Love experienced, and lost
Sadness that still exists
Joy in the midst of peace
Hope among despair
Life.
Restored.
Rejuvenated.
Refreshed.
Recharged.
Reborn.

Free TV

I'm in school! Currently in mac lab. I came to do my m.e.p. raw footages, and later gonna do psa editing. Well, I thought I might do single cam title sequence, but april didn't reply my messages. And, the student folder is offline. Darn. I may have to find replacement photos.

But. LOL Vicnan introduced me to a website that allows me to watch videos for free. And not just your ordinary youtube kindof videos, but cartoons like Justice League, Captain Planet and Tom and Jerry, [too bad they don't have doraemon] and shows like ncis and whose line is it anyway! I've been watching whose line is it anyway for an hr or two! Cant help but laugh. Oh wait, but thats the purpose of the show. hee.

anyway, dont despair cause you can watch too. And, it's free.

Just go to www.teevee.gamefurnace.com and watch away! :)

Enjoy yourself!


P.S. Btw, this is not a paid advertisement.

The sweetness of beauty,
but beauty is not sweet.
The tenderness of love,
but love is not tender.

The bitterness of rage,
but rage is not bitter.
The green of envy,
but envy is not green.

The uncomplicated complications,
The foolish wise,
The poor wealthy,
The untold tales.