Sunday

I limp every Monday. But this morning, it rained.

6 min to world cup

Sentence Completion - borrowed from edna's blog.
i shall aim to finish it in 5 min time.

My ex is someone ... who survived cancer

Maybe I should ... stop this nonsense at once

I love ... soccer.

I don't understand ... maths.

I lose ... hair and leg hair every day

People say ... too much that means too little.

Love is ... something that you consume and which gives u a tummy upset sometimes.

Somewhere, someone ... is dying at this very moment.

"i will always love you" ... is not to be taken for real when said under the age of 23 and when under the influence of alcohol.

Forever ... ended yesterday

I never want ... to have another regret

I think the current US President ... has a lying face.

When I wake up in the morning ... I hit snooze.

My past ... has been a remarkable adventure of nothingness

I get annoyed ... by people who rush in when train doors open

Parties are for ... people who dun watch soccer on a saturday night

My dog is ... my future best friend

My cat ... no. i like dogs.

Kisses are the best ... when you know you'll be giving the same kisses 50 years down the road.

Tomorrow ... is wednesday

I really want ... to travel around the world

I have low tolerance for people ... who has bad breath and generally smells bad.


I exceed the time limit by 8 minutes. i'm no good at this.

Making Tea

Now, how on earth did I cut my finger while making tea?

And I survived diving.

Pulau Dayang Once More..

Off to diving.. hope i get a manta ray.

John Doe in Nicaragua

I've posted my Johe Doe in Nicaragua question in my blog before, though I strangely can't find it in the archives quite some time later. So anyway, I posted the similar question again in Yahoo Answer, and I wonder what kinda answers i'll get.

You tell me..
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Christians told me, you either go to heaven or to hell. They also say, if you don't believe in god, you dun go to heaven, even if u do a u-turn at pearly gates.

consider this scenario:

"John Doe is borned in Nicaragua. He lived and died there and all his life he led a simple farmer life and didn't commit much sins. He is a good man without religious beliefs. There are no religion in Nicaragua. No christians have ever been there, hence there's no way that he can believe in something or someone that he never ever know exist.

He died and this st peters at pearly gates said John Doe didn't believe in this god who owned heaven. Hence John Doe didn't go to heaven, so he prolly went to hell.

There are 5 million John Does in Nicaragua. All went to hell thereafter."

is that right?

A test of faith

Today is a sad day.

Today I made a withdrawal of $50 from the ATM. I then kept the card and walked off without taking the money.

Horrific Soccer Injury

Horrific Soccer Injury: The Evils of Name-branding.

29th April 2006, England's star striker Wayne Rooney broke his foot 6 weeks before the world cup. Many put the blame on the new Nike boots he was wearing.




7th May 2006, local soccer sensation Tohle suffered an injury of a similar magnitude. Experts question the use of the Nike soccer ball.


Observe the seams of the ball carefully. Notice the intricate pattern.


The injury: spot anything strikingly similar?


The full extent of the penetrating blow.

The scrupulous things that a company will do to establish its brand-name. Had the ball spinned a couple inches more to the left, what would have been left behind on the arm will be a large nike tick of approval instead of the innocent looking seams.

Nike sucks.

On a sidenote, I got hit by the ball following a thunderous shot from Malau. This is not an act of defensive bravery. This is the unfortunate result of failing to get away from the ball in time. Even professional soccer players know better.

To Kill A Mockingbird

Remember when you were young, and human.

Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird, to say the least, is a wonderful read. A view of humanity through innocent eyes, seeing not, the artificial barrier of class and discrimination. She wrote with simple words on issues that transcended through time, almost a century on now, and yet still relevant.

Relevant like clothes that we wear. Saw my fren in his t-shirt of the punk-music-label Atticus, and below it, a picture of a bird lying down, feet up. Certainly looks like the Atticus from To Kill a Mockingbird to me. I wonder how many punks wearing those shirts knows the underlying significance of what they wore.

Fwahhh

Was sitting in my room. Turned my head and saw a nice gradient of orangey-pink. Photographer instinct in me made me walk to the door. And then.. Fwaaahhh Lan Ehhhhh

Saw the biggest/widest/longest huge ass rainbow i've ever seen in my life. 2 rainbows in fact, with another smaller one beside the huge ass rainbow.

It means that i'm gonna pass all my exams and get 2 As.

Dashed into the room to grab the camera, but it faded too fast into the setting sky. I looked down and across at people at the pavement and in the opposite block, and all seemed oblivious to the wonderful sight above.

I feel sorry for them.

American Coffee

During my army days, my platoon was once stationed at the Sembawang Wharves which has an American supermarket stocked with imports.

On a particular day, some of us went in to get drinks. One of my hokkien peng friend then bought a curvacious-looking bottle with the word 'coffee' on the label.

A while later, after taking a few sips, he showed it to us and said that his coffee seemed to have gone bad.

It turned out to be liquid Coffee-Mate.

666, mark of the beast.

As extracted from The Straight Dope.. full article here

"Bottom line: the number 666 has become associated with Satan in western culture, and appears that way in literature and film. Often this is explicit, in films like The Omen, but sometimes it's more subtle. According to Wikipedia:

In Clockwork Orange, two police officers are numbers 665 and 667.

In Pulp Fiction, the briefcase is opened by the code 666.

The opening of Andrew Lloyd Weber's musical Phantom of the Opera is an auction, where lot 666 is the famous chandelier.

And, of course, there was that joke list making the e-mail rounds a while back that included:

666 = number of the beast
665 = older brother of the beast
660 = approximate number of the beast
66600 = zip code of the beast
1/666 = common denominator of the beast
665.95 = retail price of the beast

and so forth.

SDSTAFF TUBADIVA ADDS

I am happy to tell you there's more:

660 = Approximate number of the Beast
DCLXVI = Roman numeral of the Beast
666.0000 = Number of the High Precision Beast
0.666 = Number of the Millibeast
/ 666 = Beast Common Denominator
(-666) ^ (1/2) = Imaginary number of the Beast
6.66 e3 = Floating point Beast
1010011010 = Binary of the Beast
6, uh . . . what was that number again? = Number of the Blonde Beast
1-666 = Area code of the Beast
00666 = Zip code of the Beast
666mph = The speed limit of the Beast
$665.95 = Retail price of the Beast
$699.25 = Price of the Beast plus 5% state sales tax
$769.95 = Price of the Beast with all accessories and replacement soul
$656.66 = Walmart price of the Beast
$646.66 = Next week's Walmart price of the Beast
Phillips 666 = Gasoline of the Beast
Route 666 = Way of the Beast
666 F = Oven temperature for roast Beast
666k = Retirement plan of the Beast
666 mg = Recommended Minimum Daily Requirement of Beast
6.66 % = 5 year CD interest rate at First Beast of Hell National Bank, $666 minimum deposit.
$666/hr = Beast's lawyer's billing rate
Lotus 6-6-6 = Spreadsheet of the Beast
Word 6.66 = Word Processor of the Beast
i66686 = CPU of the Beast
665.9997856 = The Number of the Beast on a Pentium
666i = BMW of the Beast
DSM-666 (revised) = Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of the Beast
1232 Octal, Apt. 29A = Beast's hexed address
668 = Next-door neighbor of the Beast
333 = The semi-Christ "

I love Straight Dope.

Song Brothers

The customer service at the widely known electronic devices shop, Song Brothers, in particular the branch at Sim Lim Square, is something to talk about.

It is a national disgrace.

some memories

Some memories are best left forgotten
Stripped of feelings and aromas
Left with faces and a time from your life
Carefully packed into a locked closet

autumn - yet

it's time at night that i hear
the sounds in day unclear
i see my thoughts and heart
circle my mind in strange depart

the time is march and autumn bows
to scattered brown leaves, so freshly downed
the yesterdays that were not too far
lingers on, the winds of the season past

truth

You know something?


We're gonna die one day.

we are nerds. and obsoleted.

i attended law school.
i attended Computer science school.
just sounds different isn't it?

the smart bastards doing law got enough brains to make even boring things sound cool.

What do you think we are here? Nerds? I'll google you.

It wasn't too long ago that computer people were the darlings of the industry, front liners of the nation's economy. Companies worship us. the SCE was the flag-bearer for NTU. At family gatherings those days, upon hearing that so and so are in the computer line, eyes will gleam and mouths open, "wah, big money next time".

Back to the present age, post internet boom, post the-bubble-burst-boom, post whatever-that-has-got-to-do-with-IT, it's a changed scenario. BIE, MSE, MAE, SBS, HSS, CoE, EEE, NIE, BME.. and the list goes on. Nobody knows what they stands for, or what they actually do. Aren't we computer people the reigning champion of important sounding acronyms? got beaten flat on this.

"Hi, i'm from SCE." "Huh, what's that?" "School of Computer Engineering." "oh.. urmmm.." you hear the longest urmm her breath could hold. no interesting comments relating to SCE could possibly be thought of. awkward silence. she pretends to checks the handphone that refuses to ring. after 5 min, conversation rescuer me says: "yeah it sucks." I can't tell whether it was the look of bemusement or sympathy on their faces.

SCE seems to have slided to the backseat among the many new schools of NTU. Where we were once the star striker, we now slump sadly as the benchwarmer. Block N4 gets none of the impressed looks when freshies check out the entire school compound.

Vending machine that dispenses 20cents cuppucino. spanking new lifts that talks. state of the art photograhy lab with loanable professional cameras. new dedicated library. exclusive reading rooms and resource library for exclusive students. vending machines that perpetually dispenses hot water with creamer when u clearly pressed "COffee with sugar and coffeemate. 50cents". "Lift under repair". "Water-cooler under repair". "Programming Languages. New Edition. Published 1982". benches infested with termites. Creaky roller chairs with coffee stains and patched cushion.

dimmer students may not know for sure where each said item is located. but one can tell for sure where the 300 Herman Miller Aeron designer chairs worth $660,000 DID NOT end up.

Customizable timetables. 4 days week. 3 days week. Plenty of pick-whatever-you-want-just-have-fun GEs. THose bunch of slackers. We computer people are too hardworking for that. The ultimate insult is when people dun believe that SCE students have the heaviest workload and failure rate. Such audacity and ignorance. 4AUs for a subject doesn't equate to 4hrs of lessons here. Instead, it's 4AUs for 3 lects, 1 tutorial and a bonus 2hr lab that normally takes at least double of that time to be completed. Making every cents of our school fees count.

Wonderful life and recognition here.

Back at the recent family gathering. Typical formality goes as usual, "still studying ah?" "yeah, at NTU." "oh.. studying what?" "uh.. computer stuff" "Computer ahh??.. aiyah", the head shakes and eyebrow frowns, "Cannot already la.." The uncle prophetically announce. The one whose eyes once gleamed, years ago.

A Ray of Shadow - Sunset from Hougang

when shadows fall above you..

feeble

Suddenly down with severe flu. Fluids exiting my body at an alarming rate
i feel feeble.

And my stupid technical report writing project group is making it worst.
the report is screwed.

the one whom i initially suspect can think, can't write. disgustingly atrocious english. Spent one whole night rewriting his parts. only for him to edit my editings in his own language the next day.

the one who can passably write, can't think. every single shit is out of point.

the one who can think and write, didn't think nor write.

that leaves the sick one to write and edit and re-edit and re-re-edit everything. and get even sicker.

told them to use the proper APA style of referencing.
sent them the APA style guide.
reminded them to use the APA style.
re-sent them the APA style guide.
told them to use the APA style AGAIN.
Strongly emphasized that the course work takes a hefty 50%.

and the bloody APA referencing still ended up all wrong.

I can scarcely believe that such is the level of NTU under-grads, not some buy-your-degree-in-one-year university mind you.

"On the demand detection of virus or malware test, the efficient of the antivirus on detecting viruses and malware. Total 10 major different type of viruses and malware were presented to the system been noted. As is shown in Figure 2, the detect rate for Trend micro Pc-cillin and Grisoft AVG."

ta ma de la

the tomorrow after today's yesterday

Of coz not.
What were I thinking of?
Of coz i'm always right.
must have been schizo-ing last nite.

adrift

will i look back one day and realise that i'm the most foolish person ever? could that one day be tomorrow?

i will laugh at myself.

donated blood today. possibly the only positive event of the week.

tired. burnt out. tons of shit to do.
sunday soccer fracas continues. fucking shit.


drifting away from tide to tide
adrift, submerged, awashed


can't think of anything now. i'm dry