Happy New Year!
Sorry for being one day late.
This year, I resolve to:
-Get a 4.5 CAP
-Run 2.4km in less than 11:30
-Be more patient with my siblings
As my friend had said, this is a new year, so let all the not-so-nice things of 2008 begone and let the new year of school start afresh. Still, I should remember the lessons and not repeat past mistakes I made.
Being posted to M09302 in this new year, I could say that I do not really mind the class at all. However, a few of my schoolmates does not think being in 302 is nothing to be happy.
I have to agree that many of my friends are in other classes, and perhaps I have to admit to some loneliness to a certain extent, but that is nothing worth complaining about. I can't change my class, but I can change my view to it. Happiness is only something you can give yourself. No one else can.
As I am chatting with another person over MSN about new classes, I made a statement, and with this I shall end off - "I can't say that I like my new class, but I am happy with it"
Friday, January 2, 2009
Recollections of my Vacation
This is about my trip to hong kong earlier this december.
On the second day, it was up to go sightseeing about kowloon and hong kong island. We mainly went to the following locations.
1) Repulse Bay
It was a beach. Being winter, it was really cold. In front of the beach were some temples. After taking a few shots, I couldn't wait to get back to the tour bus already.
2) Some mountain
We went up, over the tallest skyscraper on Hong Kong Island. Although I wanted to take a few pictures of the scenery, the trees were just blocking the view, not to say the many twist and turns and bumpy mountain road which shook my about, giving me some motion uncomfort.
When we reached the top, there was an airconditioned building. In it, there was a wax museum. That was where we were going.
In it, there were many wax statues of famous people. Some looked very real indeed, but a few others were totally ridiculous. Also, there was a haunted house in there, but it looked really scary.
A small, yet neat little wax museum.
The trip down the mountain was no better than that going up.
3) Floating village
This was quite a waste of time to me, considering the many boat rides (two the day before) I have already taken. Basically, it was just a part of the channel where people lived and traded on boats.
4) Jewellry shop
This, I have nothing to say about. It was boring advertisment.
5) Medcine store
Here, we got a free check up on my brother and we bought around 200 singapore dollars worth of herbs.
Here, there was this sales lady which let my siblings and I try some preserved strawberries. Its taste was wonderful, and they claimed that they added some herbs to it. A can of it cost 50 singapore dollars. Real expensive stuff...
That was about all for the second day.
The next day, we went to the ocean park.
There are two areas of ocean park; before the mountains is lowland, over them is the headland, coasting the ocean. Lowland are where all the kiddy stuff are, while Headland was where the better parts came in.
At Lowland, my siblings and I did some quite childish stuff, but still, it was fun. We found a 'castle' with 'dungeons' and 'towers' and we played tag and hide-and-seek. That entertained us for quite sometime until we saw the frog-hopper, which was quite scary for a kid's ride. It goes up and down, up and down and hangs all your internal organs and releases them and periodic intervals. After going up there for 5 times or more, I could no longer take it.
After 'lunch', which was a few pieces of bread and packeted milk, we took the cable car to headland. I say, the cable car ride was spectacular. Just ride it back and forth 10 times and you would have earned more than you have paid for the ticket.
We rode the mine train, which was a real thriller. I did not dare open my eyes, but now, come to think of it, it was a waste. Afterall, it did not make much a differenc, as it was not the sights, but the many forces from below and sides which made my heart race. As seen in the map, there was also this part where we went round in circles at a really steep angle. I had to grab the handle and pull myself upwards to prevent my body from flying out.
Also, there was raging river, which was rather like escape theme parks 'wet and wild'. Although the final drop was not that high or thrilling, the rest of the ride was considerably scenic, with many twists and turns along the 'river', unlike 'wet and wild' which totally ignored eliminating the feeling that we were in a motorised machine which pushes waves out to propel an artificial boat between two old metal guards.
There was the eagle too - a ride which spinned me dizzy. I think it was even worse than the mine train. Lastly, the ferris wheel ended our day at the ocean park with a relaxing ride with views of the crimson sunset over the ocean.
After we got off, we rushed back in order not to miss the tour bus back to the hotel.
Second last day - it was disneyland.
The place, upon stepping in, gave the atmosphere of another world, unlike my local theme park which had no theme and was nothing but a permanant, gigantic carnival.
The simplests of rides, like the flying elephant ride, had striking colours and well furnished mechanism (although some were just for show) which covered up all traces of the internal metallic engine which turned the ride. The music was loud yet non-disturbing enough to keep the queue (at least me) entertained.
There was also the big tea cup which had many layers of rotating bases. I liked that quite a lot.
As for the 'its a small world' cruise, that was just for resting after we were over playing in fantasyland.
We moved on to adventureland. It was boring, but not as bad as main street.
At last, tomorrowland. The ride I enjoyed the most was Space mountain. This was not like the mine train. All I could say for this was that it was a lot less thrilling, yet it was so much more exciting. The music built up the suspense to the top of the coaster, and when it rolled down the twisting tracks, the lighting of props and the 'stars' made it not just a ride, but an adventure. I must say that although this is only hong kong, and there are better ones in US, this is really good for a small coaster.
Autopia was a waste of time. The electric cars were chained to a metal guide along the road such that we could not drive it freely. I rather go karts were replaced by these clean vehicles, than being stuck to those tracks.
Buzz lightyear astro blasters was not at all like the other rides, having the speed, or the thrill, or even the feeling of being in another world, but it was fun. My family went for that shooting game repeatedly for the night, even on the last day, just before we left.
Night-time, the theme park was about to close. There were fireworks. And we watched them. As we walked back to the exit when the show was over, artificial snow rained down on us accompanied by some disney classic songs. It was beautiful.
I might not have been to Tokyo, Paris, Florida or California, but all I can say for the world's smallest disneyland, is that it is great for its size.
Last day, kind of obvious what we all did isn't it? We finished playing with the astro blasters, then we went back to the hotel, then to the airport, plane and home.
THE END
On the second day, it was up to go sightseeing about kowloon and hong kong island. We mainly went to the following locations.
1) Repulse Bay
It was a beach. Being winter, it was really cold. In front of the beach were some temples. After taking a few shots, I couldn't wait to get back to the tour bus already.
2) Some mountain
We went up, over the tallest skyscraper on Hong Kong Island. Although I wanted to take a few pictures of the scenery, the trees were just blocking the view, not to say the many twist and turns and bumpy mountain road which shook my about, giving me some motion uncomfort.
When we reached the top, there was an airconditioned building. In it, there was a wax museum. That was where we were going.
In it, there were many wax statues of famous people. Some looked very real indeed, but a few others were totally ridiculous. Also, there was a haunted house in there, but it looked really scary.
A small, yet neat little wax museum.
The trip down the mountain was no better than that going up.
3) Floating village
This was quite a waste of time to me, considering the many boat rides (two the day before) I have already taken. Basically, it was just a part of the channel where people lived and traded on boats.
4) Jewellry shop
This, I have nothing to say about. It was boring advertisment.
5) Medcine store
Here, we got a free check up on my brother and we bought around 200 singapore dollars worth of herbs.
Here, there was this sales lady which let my siblings and I try some preserved strawberries. Its taste was wonderful, and they claimed that they added some herbs to it. A can of it cost 50 singapore dollars. Real expensive stuff...
That was about all for the second day.
The next day, we went to the ocean park.
There are two areas of ocean park; before the mountains is lowland, over them is the headland, coasting the ocean. Lowland are where all the kiddy stuff are, while Headland was where the better parts came in.
At Lowland, my siblings and I did some quite childish stuff, but still, it was fun. We found a 'castle' with 'dungeons' and 'towers' and we played tag and hide-and-seek. That entertained us for quite sometime until we saw the frog-hopper, which was quite scary for a kid's ride. It goes up and down, up and down and hangs all your internal organs and releases them and periodic intervals. After going up there for 5 times or more, I could no longer take it.
After 'lunch', which was a few pieces of bread and packeted milk, we took the cable car to headland. I say, the cable car ride was spectacular. Just ride it back and forth 10 times and you would have earned more than you have paid for the ticket.
We rode the mine train, which was a real thriller. I did not dare open my eyes, but now, come to think of it, it was a waste. Afterall, it did not make much a differenc, as it was not the sights, but the many forces from below and sides which made my heart race. As seen in the map, there was also this part where we went round in circles at a really steep angle. I had to grab the handle and pull myself upwards to prevent my body from flying out.
Also, there was raging river, which was rather like escape theme parks 'wet and wild'. Although the final drop was not that high or thrilling, the rest of the ride was considerably scenic, with many twists and turns along the 'river', unlike 'wet and wild' which totally ignored eliminating the feeling that we were in a motorised machine which pushes waves out to propel an artificial boat between two old metal guards.
There was the eagle too - a ride which spinned me dizzy. I think it was even worse than the mine train. Lastly, the ferris wheel ended our day at the ocean park with a relaxing ride with views of the crimson sunset over the ocean.
After we got off, we rushed back in order not to miss the tour bus back to the hotel.
Second last day - it was disneyland.
The place, upon stepping in, gave the atmosphere of another world, unlike my local theme park which had no theme and was nothing but a permanant, gigantic carnival.
The simplests of rides, like the flying elephant ride, had striking colours and well furnished mechanism (although some were just for show) which covered up all traces of the internal metallic engine which turned the ride. The music was loud yet non-disturbing enough to keep the queue (at least me) entertained.
There was also the big tea cup which had many layers of rotating bases. I liked that quite a lot.
As for the 'its a small world' cruise, that was just for resting after we were over playing in fantasyland.
We moved on to adventureland. It was boring, but not as bad as main street.
At last, tomorrowland. The ride I enjoyed the most was Space mountain. This was not like the mine train. All I could say for this was that it was a lot less thrilling, yet it was so much more exciting. The music built up the suspense to the top of the coaster, and when it rolled down the twisting tracks, the lighting of props and the 'stars' made it not just a ride, but an adventure. I must say that although this is only hong kong, and there are better ones in US, this is really good for a small coaster.
Autopia was a waste of time. The electric cars were chained to a metal guide along the road such that we could not drive it freely. I rather go karts were replaced by these clean vehicles, than being stuck to those tracks.
Buzz lightyear astro blasters was not at all like the other rides, having the speed, or the thrill, or even the feeling of being in another world, but it was fun. My family went for that shooting game repeatedly for the night, even on the last day, just before we left.
Night-time, the theme park was about to close. There were fireworks. And we watched them. As we walked back to the exit when the show was over, artificial snow rained down on us accompanied by some disney classic songs. It was beautiful.
I might not have been to Tokyo, Paris, Florida or California, but all I can say for the world's smallest disneyland, is that it is great for its size.
Last day, kind of obvious what we all did isn't it? We finished playing with the astro blasters, then we went back to the hotel, then to the airport, plane and home.
THE END
Monday, December 22, 2008
In memory of a two year journey - Part 3
To be proactive is to not be reactive. Simple enough?
Not to react to how others make you feel, but to decide how you want to feel.
Not to react to what others make you do, but to decide on what you need to do.
Of course, to the second point, there are always things pulling you down for every decision, but that is another story. The choice itself is yours.
Do not say 'I'll try' but 'I'll do it'
Do not say 'I have to' but 'I choose to'
Most importantly, do not let others ruin your day, because you ruin your own day.
"People are just about as happy as they make up their mind to be." -Abraham Lincoln
Its amazing how a little proactivity in my life has changed my attitude and the way I see things especially during this holiday. Not to be emotional and decisional marionette controlled by everyone else in this world takes a constant reminder to myself. It is a habit for me to train.
"We make our habits. Then our habits make us."
This is a relatively short composition but still...
To be continued...
Not to react to how others make you feel, but to decide how you want to feel.
Not to react to what others make you do, but to decide on what you need to do.
Of course, to the second point, there are always things pulling you down for every decision, but that is another story. The choice itself is yours.
Do not say 'I'll try' but 'I'll do it'
Do not say 'I have to' but 'I choose to'
Most importantly, do not let others ruin your day, because you ruin your own day.
"People are just about as happy as they make up their mind to be." -Abraham Lincoln
Its amazing how a little proactivity in my life has changed my attitude and the way I see things especially during this holiday. Not to be emotional and decisional marionette controlled by everyone else in this world takes a constant reminder to myself. It is a habit for me to train.
"We make our habits. Then our habits make us."
This is a relatively short composition but still...
To be continued...
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Rights for what's right
It is my birthday today! A cute bear given as a present now sits in front of my desk. I told myself to be happy today.
Yesterday, my family attended a violin concert where I was supposed to accompany my brother's violin on the piano and play my violin piece too. I stumbled quite a lot on the piano, probably due to nervousness, and even started dreaming while playing. When I hit an unfamilier part, I struggled to find out where I was on the score. My violin performance was still alright though. We left the concert halfway for dinner at a restaurant in Bukit Timah.
I shall start off with a "joke". Its totally unrelated to what I am going to talk about later.
My father's company wanted a 100% share in being another companies supplier. Finally, after managing to get that company to cancel its other supplier's contract, they realised they had nothing to sell. Make more? Nah, the company does not even have the machine. The products were bought.
Then, my father colleagues lied that the machine was malfunctioning, and some person came down to check it out. As to what happened after is out of my knowledge.
Honesty is simple, yet how complicated things get in its absence...
-End of story-
Sunday, my family planned to watch 'Bolt' the movie at PJ. We entered the car park. As we circled around, we found that one of the parking lot detectors are malfunctioning as it remains green although the space had been occupied. Anyway, we could not find a lot, and the number of cars accumulated. We were so unlucky, or should I say, some people are so lucky, that whenever we saw a space, it got occupied when we were about to reach it.
In addition, we saw a few people standing in the middle of the road chatting with one another in the carpark. If they were carpark attendants, they are idiots, as they did not do anything about the traffic or guide any of the cars. If they were not, they are idiotic for standing in the middle of the road and blocking traffic. Either way, they are idiots. Unless there was a threat behind them! We might have accused them wrongly as they saved our lives yet we scolded them behind their back! But we did not see any black bag so the chances of that would be very low.
After circling for 10 minutes or more, my father was really pissed off. This carpark had no idea of traffic control at all. At MT, there were two entrances and the guards between the two co-operated so as to ensure that there were not too many cars entering compared to exiting, which was better, although there was a long queue of cars trailing behind. 10 minutes in the carpark, that means 'pay-up'. As he drove towards the barrier, he realised his mistake just in time and whisked out his cashcard before the machine could deduct any money, and complained through shouting. The guard let him out free immediately.
He did something different from all the other cars which went out without getting a lot. He voiced out. 2 dollars might not be alot, but our rights do. We did not use the car park, so why should we pay? If this goes on, some people could get too confident in swallowing money and it has to be stopped.
This reminded us about another incident which made my father 'famous'. Our maid went to buy shoes at PL. The store attendants gave her the wrong size. My father went to the store and requested for a change. They turned it down. No negotiation worked and he started shouting at them, bringing in a crowd. The store attendants threatened to call the police, but he did not move. Probably knowing that they were wrong, they gave in. Its not a matter of money, but a matter of principles.
Once again, these triggered up the incident at sentosa earlier this year. I believe it is one incident that would not leave my memory easily. I succumbed to the peer pressure and gave up my rights on deciding for myself, whether to participate in their cheating act. I might be looked down upon, but at least not by myself, which is most important. If you know that what you are doing is right, then build your actions upon it. Be ready to voice out.
Many people come and go, just like a moving foundation. To build your actions upon their requests, everything can just topple once they leave, leaving what you have done in a rubble.
Principle is solid. Principles like "Being Honest", "Caring" are the solid foundations of living a life.
You might say that being petty over money (like in the first two examples) isn't a very nice way to live. Here, if a beggar comes to you and say, "Please give me some money". Sure, any kind soul would give. What if, he said "Please, I beg you to let me cheat off your money." Well, won't that make you think twice?
What's more if no one bothers to fight back when they have been 'bullied', would not that make them even more sure of carrying out such underhand means for their personal gain, and making more people suffer? And sure, this applies to robbing of other's rights for them to decide their own path.
Do not be let others trade off what's yours for their selfish gain, intended or unintended. If unintended, be nice; if intended, 'fight'. If dealing with a bunch of gangsters, retreat.
Yesterday, my family attended a violin concert where I was supposed to accompany my brother's violin on the piano and play my violin piece too. I stumbled quite a lot on the piano, probably due to nervousness, and even started dreaming while playing. When I hit an unfamilier part, I struggled to find out where I was on the score. My violin performance was still alright though. We left the concert halfway for dinner at a restaurant in Bukit Timah.
I shall start off with a "joke". Its totally unrelated to what I am going to talk about later.
My father's company wanted a 100% share in being another companies supplier. Finally, after managing to get that company to cancel its other supplier's contract, they realised they had nothing to sell. Make more? Nah, the company does not even have the machine. The products were bought.
Then, my father colleagues lied that the machine was malfunctioning, and some person came down to check it out. As to what happened after is out of my knowledge.
Honesty is simple, yet how complicated things get in its absence...
-End of story-
Sunday, my family planned to watch 'Bolt' the movie at PJ. We entered the car park. As we circled around, we found that one of the parking lot detectors are malfunctioning as it remains green although the space had been occupied. Anyway, we could not find a lot, and the number of cars accumulated. We were so unlucky, or should I say, some people are so lucky, that whenever we saw a space, it got occupied when we were about to reach it.
In addition, we saw a few people standing in the middle of the road chatting with one another in the carpark. If they were carpark attendants, they are idiots, as they did not do anything about the traffic or guide any of the cars. If they were not, they are idiotic for standing in the middle of the road and blocking traffic. Either way, they are idiots. Unless there was a threat behind them! We might have accused them wrongly as they saved our lives yet we scolded them behind their back! But we did not see any black bag so the chances of that would be very low.
After circling for 10 minutes or more, my father was really pissed off. This carpark had no idea of traffic control at all. At MT, there were two entrances and the guards between the two co-operated so as to ensure that there were not too many cars entering compared to exiting, which was better, although there was a long queue of cars trailing behind. 10 minutes in the carpark, that means 'pay-up'. As he drove towards the barrier, he realised his mistake just in time and whisked out his cashcard before the machine could deduct any money, and complained through shouting. The guard let him out free immediately.
He did something different from all the other cars which went out without getting a lot. He voiced out. 2 dollars might not be alot, but our rights do. We did not use the car park, so why should we pay? If this goes on, some people could get too confident in swallowing money and it has to be stopped.
This reminded us about another incident which made my father 'famous'. Our maid went to buy shoes at PL. The store attendants gave her the wrong size. My father went to the store and requested for a change. They turned it down. No negotiation worked and he started shouting at them, bringing in a crowd. The store attendants threatened to call the police, but he did not move. Probably knowing that they were wrong, they gave in. Its not a matter of money, but a matter of principles.
Once again, these triggered up the incident at sentosa earlier this year. I believe it is one incident that would not leave my memory easily. I succumbed to the peer pressure and gave up my rights on deciding for myself, whether to participate in their cheating act. I might be looked down upon, but at least not by myself, which is most important. If you know that what you are doing is right, then build your actions upon it. Be ready to voice out.
Many people come and go, just like a moving foundation. To build your actions upon their requests, everything can just topple once they leave, leaving what you have done in a rubble.
Principle is solid. Principles like "Being Honest", "Caring" are the solid foundations of living a life.
You might say that being petty over money (like in the first two examples) isn't a very nice way to live. Here, if a beggar comes to you and say, "Please give me some money". Sure, any kind soul would give. What if, he said "Please, I beg you to let me cheat off your money." Well, won't that make you think twice?
What's more if no one bothers to fight back when they have been 'bullied', would not that make them even more sure of carrying out such underhand means for their personal gain, and making more people suffer? And sure, this applies to robbing of other's rights for them to decide their own path.
Do not be let others trade off what's yours for their selfish gain, intended or unintended. If unintended, be nice; if intended, 'fight'. If dealing with a bunch of gangsters, retreat.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
A dream in a dream in a dream
Original version from
http://dream-collection11.blogspot.com/2008/12/dream-in-dream-in-dream.html
The plane shook violently.
As it descended at a steep angle towards the runway, passengers braced. I covered my head with one head and continued eating chocolate with the other for some weird reason. If I remember it clearly, I wanted to finish it really badly before the plane hit ground. Finally, I was so scared that I tried to force open my eyes and wake up from this dream, but just as my eyelids lifted a little...
Crash.
I woke up with a start...in the plane. Just then the air turned turbulent, the plane shook violently as I chewed on my chocolate. Ahead was a sea of terrace houses with just a small porch which was about to act as the landing strip. The plane is never going to make a good landing with that amount of space, i thought.
And I was right. Surprisingly, only the cockpit caught fire. Even so, the cabin was in a deep wreck. Fortunately. I pulled myself out of it and did one of those reverse chin ups which lowered my bruise covered body down those seperator walls between terrace houses.
I thought it was quite a good job for me to get out of that wreck before the fire spread furthur as I felt quite contented. Now it might seem weird but apparently I wasn't too traumatized.
I walked along the avenue and saw a house with a gigantic 3 storey tall soft toy lion which was just as lively as me, roaring bound by a gate at a house just across the main road. It was really frightening. I walked in the other direction and found a house in which some of my friends were there. The only people I could remember who were there were hk and jk. The people there said that they had to set off for some place but before going, they had to go to the toilet, and there was no toilet in the house. but I didn't really care. So all of us set out for the place we had to go to.
It was then I realised that we had to walk out of the gate onto the main road where the lion was. I was very scared, but realising that everyone was leaving me behind, I gathered my courage and walked past the lion. It went smoothly and I didn't get eaten up by that soft toy.
As our journey continued, I thought I might take some pictures as a memory. I took a picture of that burning inferno of a plane lying in some distance. Black Fumes rose out of the air and i could see the top of the broken plane. So there.
As we continued walking, I felt myself drift into another realm, but the same people were around me, with the same purpose, to get to the 'place'. But my surroundings were different, it was a green meadow with a pavement leading through it. As we walked, I decided to show cmc the picture of the burning plane. I took out my camera.
He asked if I was sure there was a plane crash, because he did not observe one. Perhaps I was dreaming? To confirm this, I checked if the picture was there. It was not. Alas, I found out that both the crashes didn't really happen. All I saw was a collection of jk's photos and weird postures. Cmc was laughing like crap, and I was reassured, the plane crash which seemed so real was all a dream...
And then this whole dream which contained the dream and the dream in the dream ended.
This dream, is one of the most realistic, and vivid ones I had in these few months. Everything was so clear, I could even describe the interior of the terrace house. It had a few religious statues, and it was dusty and dark. No toilets at all too. And the lion on the other side of the road - stood proudly with its paws together with its hind legs. It was yellow and had a brown mane, which made it look even more like a soft toy. Everything in the dream, it just seemed as if it is really happening in real life...
http://dream-collection11.blogspot.com/2008/12/dream-in-dream-in-dream.html
The plane shook violently.
As it descended at a steep angle towards the runway, passengers braced. I covered my head with one head and continued eating chocolate with the other for some weird reason. If I remember it clearly, I wanted to finish it really badly before the plane hit ground. Finally, I was so scared that I tried to force open my eyes and wake up from this dream, but just as my eyelids lifted a little...
Crash.
I woke up with a start...in the plane. Just then the air turned turbulent, the plane shook violently as I chewed on my chocolate. Ahead was a sea of terrace houses with just a small porch which was about to act as the landing strip. The plane is never going to make a good landing with that amount of space, i thought.
And I was right. Surprisingly, only the cockpit caught fire. Even so, the cabin was in a deep wreck. Fortunately. I pulled myself out of it and did one of those reverse chin ups which lowered my bruise covered body down those seperator walls between terrace houses.
I thought it was quite a good job for me to get out of that wreck before the fire spread furthur as I felt quite contented. Now it might seem weird but apparently I wasn't too traumatized.
I walked along the avenue and saw a house with a gigantic 3 storey tall soft toy lion which was just as lively as me, roaring bound by a gate at a house just across the main road. It was really frightening. I walked in the other direction and found a house in which some of my friends were there. The only people I could remember who were there were hk and jk. The people there said that they had to set off for some place but before going, they had to go to the toilet, and there was no toilet in the house. but I didn't really care. So all of us set out for the place we had to go to.
It was then I realised that we had to walk out of the gate onto the main road where the lion was. I was very scared, but realising that everyone was leaving me behind, I gathered my courage and walked past the lion. It went smoothly and I didn't get eaten up by that soft toy.
As our journey continued, I thought I might take some pictures as a memory. I took a picture of that burning inferno of a plane lying in some distance. Black Fumes rose out of the air and i could see the top of the broken plane. So there.
As we continued walking, I felt myself drift into another realm, but the same people were around me, with the same purpose, to get to the 'place'. But my surroundings were different, it was a green meadow with a pavement leading through it. As we walked, I decided to show cmc the picture of the burning plane. I took out my camera.
He asked if I was sure there was a plane crash, because he did not observe one. Perhaps I was dreaming? To confirm this, I checked if the picture was there. It was not. Alas, I found out that both the crashes didn't really happen. All I saw was a collection of jk's photos and weird postures. Cmc was laughing like crap, and I was reassured, the plane crash which seemed so real was all a dream...
And then this whole dream which contained the dream and the dream in the dream ended.
This dream, is one of the most realistic, and vivid ones I had in these few months. Everything was so clear, I could even describe the interior of the terrace house. It had a few religious statues, and it was dusty and dark. No toilets at all too. And the lion on the other side of the road - stood proudly with its paws together with its hind legs. It was yellow and had a brown mane, which made it look even more like a soft toy. Everything in the dream, it just seemed as if it is really happening in real life...
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
In memory of a two year journey - Part 2
This year, things have turned for the better, for some reason I can't seem to fish out at the moment. More unity, more acceptance, probably almost everything among the whole class. At least it seemed so on the surface.
It is amazing how it took one whole year for some interaction between certain groups of people in the class. Having experienced some of it, I should say that although some people are still not very friendly to each other, some invisible force, possibly one of the results of the theory of 'The friend of my friend is my friend', it just came forth as a chain reaction and the class just became more lively, especially in the second semester (which is maybe a little late).
It had been a great year, with all those times spent together during lessons, or going out. Even so, sometime ago I still feel like I am not fitting very well into the class. My opinions are really different from others, and this leads to some problems.
Firstly, it plonks me into a position to wrestle between conscience and peer-pressure. Take the sentosa trip for instance.
Secondly, it gives people a great reason to argue with me which is the last thing I would want, based on the experience I had last year.
Perhaps I should settle myself down and just hang on and spend more time with a smaller group, but nevertheless, this has probably taught me the greatest lesson I have learnt in my two year experience in this school.
Be proactive.
To be continued...
It is amazing how it took one whole year for some interaction between certain groups of people in the class. Having experienced some of it, I should say that although some people are still not very friendly to each other, some invisible force, possibly one of the results of the theory of 'The friend of my friend is my friend', it just came forth as a chain reaction and the class just became more lively, especially in the second semester (which is maybe a little late).
It had been a great year, with all those times spent together during lessons, or going out. Even so, sometime ago I still feel like I am not fitting very well into the class. My opinions are really different from others, and this leads to some problems.
Firstly, it plonks me into a position to wrestle between conscience and peer-pressure. Take the sentosa trip for instance.
Secondly, it gives people a great reason to argue with me which is the last thing I would want, based on the experience I had last year.
Perhaps I should settle myself down and just hang on and spend more time with a smaller group, but nevertheless, this has probably taught me the greatest lesson I have learnt in my two year experience in this school.
Be proactive.
To be continued...
Friday, December 5, 2008
Back from Hong Kong
I'm back.
Reached home at 9 yesterday night.
My lips hurt.
Weather in Hong Kong was sunny and dry, yet cold. It was really uncomfortable when my lips were very dry, yet were unable to absorb the water molecules when I drank water.
My family and I followed a tour group, and for the next four days were sightseeing, ocean park and disneyland.
As the plane started landing, my ears were unable to relief the pressure due to the change in altitude. It was a lot worse than the last time and it was just 15 minutes of torture to my ears...
Sometime after we landed we embarked on a long journey to the hotel. After some rest, we took a boat ride across half of hong kong to Llama island at the extreme south of hong kong for dinner. The boat trips lasted around an hour and it just caused me nothing but sea-sickness.
The next day, we went sightseeing in kowloon (九龙）and hong kong island. Though interesting, it was not very nice to walk in a chilling, yet sunny environment. Each time we alighted the bus, I was in mixed feelings - interested to explore and see things yet so excited to get back onto the bus.
Following was a day at the ocean park and the last two days were disneyland, check out and departure.
I tell a more detailed recollection in my next posts, but this is all for now.
Its weird. Before I left, I was so enthusiastic about going overseas. Yet on the 3rd or 4th day, I started missing stuff back home. Well, to list some are chatting with my friends, a nice weather, my blanket...
And so now, I'm back, but I still feel that something isn't very right. Something has changed. Are people being cold, or has it always been this way for me? Or is it just because of my exceedingly high hopes I had of everything back there?
Its back to that plain life I always had.
But its a good thing that my wound finally sealed after a week. :)
Reached home at 9 yesterday night.
My lips hurt.
Weather in Hong Kong was sunny and dry, yet cold. It was really uncomfortable when my lips were very dry, yet were unable to absorb the water molecules when I drank water.
My family and I followed a tour group, and for the next four days were sightseeing, ocean park and disneyland.
As the plane started landing, my ears were unable to relief the pressure due to the change in altitude. It was a lot worse than the last time and it was just 15 minutes of torture to my ears...
Sometime after we landed we embarked on a long journey to the hotel. After some rest, we took a boat ride across half of hong kong to Llama island at the extreme south of hong kong for dinner. The boat trips lasted around an hour and it just caused me nothing but sea-sickness.
The next day, we went sightseeing in kowloon (九龙）and hong kong island. Though interesting, it was not very nice to walk in a chilling, yet sunny environment. Each time we alighted the bus, I was in mixed feelings - interested to explore and see things yet so excited to get back onto the bus.
Following was a day at the ocean park and the last two days were disneyland, check out and departure.
I tell a more detailed recollection in my next posts, but this is all for now.
Its weird. Before I left, I was so enthusiastic about going overseas. Yet on the 3rd or 4th day, I started missing stuff back home. Well, to list some are chatting with my friends, a nice weather, my blanket...
And so now, I'm back, but I still feel that something isn't very right. Something has changed. Are people being cold, or has it always been this way for me? Or is it just because of my exceedingly high hopes I had of everything back there?
Its back to that plain life I always had.
But its a good thing that my wound finally sealed after a week. :)
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