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Great!! The monsoon season is here again! It was raining none stop since last night. Office corridors, cluttered with umbrellas and wet shoe prints. Policemen, wearing bright yellow water-proof wind-breakers. Taxi everywhere, splashing water pools onto pedestrains. Me, missing the sun, get drenched by water everywhere I go.
Right now, I'm working part time in Institute of Infocomm Research, a subsidiary of A*STAR. Kind of cool when you think of it, since everyone there is like at least a master graduate or something. Anyway, my job is to program C++ applications to run something.. something which i shouldn't say here.
How have I been this past year? I got great results in year 2 sem 2. Semester CAP is 4.4. I got greater result this sem: 4.71. How did I manage to get the result this early? https://integral.nus.edu.sg/ui/exam2000a.Homepage. Anyway I think they took the link down. Lots of As on the report card. Feels great to be a student.. Then again, the part time job makes me realised that results aren't everything. I come to realise that I kinda suck at C++, eventhough I got an A in CS1102C. NUS doesn't really equip its student with what they need in the outside world. In the outside world, the geek that sits next to you -- the one that kept talking about hardwarezone, what makes a wonderful web page, programs in some obscure languages, but averages only a B -- wins. He's the guy that knows everything and anything my boss wants to know. I'm the guy who knows everything and anything the exam script wants me to know but know nothing about what the boss wants. What's the world coming to? Look what NUS did to me!
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
Why Singaporeans are stupid
After 4 and a half sememsters in NUS, I beginning to wonder if there is any bit of intelligence in a singapore student. Let's face it, Singapore is not known to be exporting highly knowlegeable people to the world. Take a look at the list of Nobel prize winners. Anyone of them from Singapore? We are not exporting any arts -- be it movies, music (the few exception ones make it big in Taiwan or China, but come on, that's 2 or 3 from a population of 4 million), bands (yes bands! how many times you heard of a successful band in singapore?), etc. The few that got international acclaim are either so esoteric that only a few came to understand and lauded for their arts, or is really over-publicised by our local news network. Its like winning your high school science quiz and then repeatedly publicised by a loud mouthed teacher. And for those who think Singapore is alleviating their average IQ already because we are importing the so called high tech industries or doing those big funded researches, please lah.. we are the production line workers in Electronic wafer fabs. We are the test tube cleaners in science reseaches. Our engineers got no right, no say over any matters, and those business people with their bloated ego oppressed our every thoughts and views.
And arts students, please, don't think that can talk, act handsome/pretty, act you are enjoying yourself in a group discussion means you are some clever tertiary student contributing to the overall intelligence level in our society. Don't know how many times I was confronted by bimbos or dumbheads debating about questions that goes round and round with "right or wrong" (means it ain't going to conclude) answers. No right or wrong doesn't mean your flukking views are correct ok??!!? BEFORE YOUR TUTORIAL PLEASE AT LEAST FLUKKING READ THROUGH THE LECTURE NOTES. don't think good language can mask your stupidity lah; and can please don't write chiminology essays that requires a good common folk needs to flip the dictionary 10 times over every sentence you wrote. Please lah, we know you used theasarus. And finally, will lecturers in NUS FASS please please please define all those super bombastic technical terms that are used only in your module as you teach or not?
Singaporean students think can talk means clever. Please go to some reading, use the brain to process, then talk, then that's clever.
And arts students, please, don't think that can talk, act handsome/pretty, act you are enjoying yourself in a group discussion means you are some clever tertiary student contributing to the overall intelligence level in our society. Don't know how many times I was confronted by bimbos or dumbheads debating about questions that goes round and round with "right or wrong" (means it ain't going to conclude) answers. No right or wrong doesn't mean your flukking views are correct ok??!!? BEFORE YOUR TUTORIAL PLEASE AT LEAST FLUKKING READ THROUGH THE LECTURE NOTES. don't think good language can mask your stupidity lah; and can please don't write chiminology essays that requires a good common folk needs to flip the dictionary 10 times over every sentence you wrote. Please lah, we know you used theasarus. And finally, will lecturers in NUS FASS please please please define all those super bombastic technical terms that are used only in your module as you teach or not?
Singaporean students think can talk means clever. Please go to some reading, use the brain to process, then talk, then that's clever.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Remembering the old times
Was listening to Michael Jackson's.. His songs bring back old times..
I remembered..
The time we went to the zoo with Riyang and friends. We were listening to "Will you be there" by Mariah Carey. Then he told me it was sang by Michael Jackson before. I acted cool, and said i knew it all along, even though i don't. I always taught MJ was a rapper
There was one time when I was around seven, I love toys, especially those hang downstairs at the minimarts. I gave $20 bucks to my sis and brother, who were six and five respectively, snucked them out, and told them to buy a $19.90 toy. Mama discovered it, and when they both returned, she had a cane prepared.. Immediately, I pushed all the blame to my young brother.. hahaha.. He was locked up in the toilet and caned.. I can still remember him not able to speak properly yet, trying to explain with his da.da.daa.da. Arghhh.. I regretted that even till this day..
Then there was another time I lost our sega game gear at school, in primary six. When we were home, I just told my bro i lost it in school.. He cried and I acted non-chalent. Big regret number 2.
When i was primary 3, my bro turning primary 1, he bought a new bag. Some branded bag that cost aorund $20 I think. There were many pockets. Then I told him you can secretly take away your friend's wallet and snuck them into these pockets. Brother who was just waking up from his sleep, tell me off to mama, and I get a mouthful..
When I stayed late in school for soccer. Around primary five. Just when i was about to leave, Miss Goh the principal kept calling out my name from my back. Guess she thought i left without permission from school.. (in my days, we have morning and afternoon sessions) I acted blur, acted not listening to what she shouted. finally she caught me, and I explained. Used alot of thens
That I really like this girl from primary school and her name is Chen Qiu Yan. Yes! I said it!
..and another girl from kindergarden and her name was Ruo Xin. Gasp I can remember..
That I was a goody goody boy in kindergarden and when teacher scolds, I blush. And I didn't cry on the first day. And I feel I'm the brightest boy in the whole class.
That I love music, wanted to pick up piano, but it was damn expensive to learn. That I gave up on violin also when its $80 for the violin and $40 for the lessons.
That I don't bear grudges on teachers when they treated me badly. Like Tan Fock Neo. F&N. Haha. And Mrs Wong.
That I thought Diablo was damn cool when my friend shown it to me. That was Ding Wei, but in actual fact, I only like his home.
That I discovered mondays and tuesdays come back, as do may and june, but not 1988 or 1989.
That life will never be the same in JC. Life will not be as good as in Secondary..
That why are the girls crying when we split in sec 2? We are like next doors to each other.
I remembered..
The time we went to the zoo with Riyang and friends. We were listening to "Will you be there" by Mariah Carey. Then he told me it was sang by Michael Jackson before. I acted cool, and said i knew it all along, even though i don't. I always taught MJ was a rapper
There was one time when I was around seven, I love toys, especially those hang downstairs at the minimarts. I gave $20 bucks to my sis and brother, who were six and five respectively, snucked them out, and told them to buy a $19.90 toy. Mama discovered it, and when they both returned, she had a cane prepared.. Immediately, I pushed all the blame to my young brother.. hahaha.. He was locked up in the toilet and caned.. I can still remember him not able to speak properly yet, trying to explain with his da.da.daa.da. Arghhh.. I regretted that even till this day..
Then there was another time I lost our sega game gear at school, in primary six. When we were home, I just told my bro i lost it in school.. He cried and I acted non-chalent. Big regret number 2.
When i was primary 3, my bro turning primary 1, he bought a new bag. Some branded bag that cost aorund $20 I think. There were many pockets. Then I told him you can secretly take away your friend's wallet and snuck them into these pockets. Brother who was just waking up from his sleep, tell me off to mama, and I get a mouthful..
When I stayed late in school for soccer. Around primary five. Just when i was about to leave, Miss Goh the principal kept calling out my name from my back. Guess she thought i left without permission from school.. (in my days, we have morning and afternoon sessions) I acted blur, acted not listening to what she shouted. finally she caught me, and I explained. Used alot of thens
That I really like this girl from primary school and her name is Chen Qiu Yan. Yes! I said it!
..and another girl from kindergarden and her name was Ruo Xin. Gasp I can remember..
That I was a goody goody boy in kindergarden and when teacher scolds, I blush. And I didn't cry on the first day. And I feel I'm the brightest boy in the whole class.
That I love music, wanted to pick up piano, but it was damn expensive to learn. That I gave up on violin also when its $80 for the violin and $40 for the lessons.
That I don't bear grudges on teachers when they treated me badly. Like Tan Fock Neo. F&N. Haha. And Mrs Wong.
That I thought Diablo was damn cool when my friend shown it to me. That was Ding Wei, but in actual fact, I only like his home.
That I discovered mondays and tuesdays come back, as do may and june, but not 1988 or 1989.
That life will never be the same in JC. Life will not be as good as in Secondary..
That why are the girls crying when we split in sec 2? We are like next doors to each other.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
牡丹江
牡丹江
彎成一彎的橋樑
倒映在這湖面上
你從那頭瞧這看
月光下一輪美滿
青石板的老街上
你我走過的地方 到不了的
都叫做遠方
回不去的 名字叫家鄉
鳴誰在門外唱
那著牡丹江
我聆聽感傷
你聲音悠揚
風鈴搖晃輕脆響
江邊的小村莊
午睡般安祥
誰在門外唱
那首牡丹江
我腳步輕響
走向你身旁
思念的光 透進窗
銀白色的溫暖
灑在兒時的床
牡丹江 彎了幾個彎
小魚兒 甭上船
咱們不稀罕
撈月亮 張網補星光
給爺爺下酒
喝一碗家鄉 牡丹江
彎了幾個彎
小暇米 甭靠岸
咱們沒空裝 撈月亮 張補星光
給姥姥熬湯
喝一碗家鄉
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Haven't been touched by a song for a long long time. With a beat like Jay Chou's and deep lyrics of 方文山's, what's not to like about this song?
Song's about a guy who's missing his home, which is most likely am old village of sort. But I think the problem is not that the guy coudn't go home -- not that he's stranded in some foreign country or something.. but this old home of his now exists only in his memory..
彎成一彎的橋樑
倒映在這湖面上
你從那頭瞧這看
月光下一輪美滿
青石板的老街上
你我走過的地方 到不了的
都叫做遠方
回不去的 名字叫家鄉
鳴誰在門外唱
那著牡丹江
我聆聽感傷
你聲音悠揚
風鈴搖晃輕脆響
江邊的小村莊
午睡般安祥
誰在門外唱
那首牡丹江
我腳步輕響
走向你身旁
思念的光 透進窗
銀白色的溫暖
灑在兒時的床
牡丹江 彎了幾個彎
小魚兒 甭上船
咱們不稀罕
撈月亮 張網補星光
給爺爺下酒
喝一碗家鄉 牡丹江
彎了幾個彎
小暇米 甭靠岸
咱們沒空裝 撈月亮 張補星光
給姥姥熬湯
喝一碗家鄉
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Haven't been touched by a song for a long long time. With a beat like Jay Chou's and deep lyrics of 方文山's, what's not to like about this song?
Song's about a guy who's missing his home, which is most likely am old village of sort. But I think the problem is not that the guy coudn't go home -- not that he's stranded in some foreign country or something.. but this old home of his now exists only in his memory..
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Worrier me
Ok.. Been a while since I posted. This blog thingy is suppose to be some online diary that's open to everyone.. Somehow this blog seems to be rather lonely..
Time passes really fast when I'm in school. Its sememster 3 in a blink of an eye. NUS wasn't what I had expected it to be. Still, no girlfriend, and my bulge is returning to me.. Sianz.. Going to be the old Ah pui again.. Must jog!!
Ever since the last paper taken on Sem 2, that is CS1231, I developed this lethargic feeling towards studying. A few times i stopped and pondered, why the hell am I studying so hard for? I got no girlfriend. I will become one of the thousands of engineers in the market. I have no goals, no great body, no passion (yeah this lack of passion thingy is getting ahead of me lately. I feel lethargic even while playing soccer! WTF!). Plus, something happened in my family recently, that made me lose confidence in my parents.. I guess I had stepped onto this crossroad of my life, in which I still wasn't mature or prepared enough to handle it.
Sometimes I think that I think too much.. Worry too much. I had been a worrier all my life. I remembered vividly the few occasions my father would bring me out to kai kai when I was a small kid. On board of a crowded bus, me and father have to sit separately on different seats. i always sit the seat in front, so that my father can see me from where he was sitting. Then, there I was, turning my head every few instances or so, to check that my father was still there, that he didn't abandon me, or he dropped off some bus stop forgetting about my existence and stuff.. Worrier me.
Then when I grew older, i worried about my exams, friends, soccer skills, relationships.. Worried about where i will stand in this pragmatic meritocratic city state. Zhishun says I think so much. So do I. What the fuck, i am thinking that I think I think too much. My life is in a mess.
My third sem is fucked up. That EE2012, i knew I wasn't good at it, but i did nothing at all to savage the module. I was in a fucking daze, just worrying how bad I gonna get for the mod. That wasn't me! that wasn't the old Junjie. The old Junjie stood up against his Geography teacher, telling her "That's my answer, take it or leave it." The old junjie is about attitude. Full of vigor and passion. Unafraid. Full of energy at soccer, studies, anything. What had become of me?
Things to ponder:
1) Maybe its because I reversed my bio clock. sleeping during the day, study at night is not good for the body and brain.
2) not enough water
3) not enough excercise. Feeling lethargic all the time.
Remedies:
1) Reverse my bio clock. Make it right. Scrap all late night soccer
2) Drink at least 8 glasses of water per day
3) Go gym 3 times per week, go jog everyday, 5km
4) Get a life, go get a girl!
5) Quit online gaming. That's harmful and unbeneficial anyway
By the way, that's a picture of me in RF online. nice cheap online game, but its in chinese.. Its the first pic I put in this blog.. so watch it while it last
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
the last quater post for the fiscal year
Named this post as the last quarterly post of the year.. If you haven't noticed, I haven't post for a long long time.. Not that I don't have the time to do so, but this blogging thingy haven't become part of my habit. i mean, the whole idea of "remember to blog!" was tucked way back in some berefted corner of my memory lane.
Exam sucks. And I going through one now. Sianz. Sianz. Sianz.
This morning had that EE2005 paper. Thought its going to be an easy paper. But buang it. GONE FARKED HONG KAN liao.
FNA1002 was ok -- good candidate as an exam starter, boosted my morale really.
2005!! 2005!! Sianz. Was hoping to get an A for this.. now happy to live with a decent B. This sem, my CAP confirm guarantee chop chop chop, drop drop drop. There's also that frickin 2012 which I completely couldn't understand the basic drift of it.. Now all my hopes on 2004. Please dont' disappoint me!
Next sem Jia You!
Exam sucks. And I going through one now. Sianz. Sianz. Sianz.
This morning had that EE2005 paper. Thought its going to be an easy paper. But buang it. GONE FARKED HONG KAN liao.
FNA1002 was ok -- good candidate as an exam starter, boosted my morale really.
2005!! 2005!! Sianz. Was hoping to get an A for this.. now happy to live with a decent B. This sem, my CAP confirm guarantee chop chop chop, drop drop drop. There's also that frickin 2012 which I completely couldn't understand the basic drift of it.. Now all my hopes on 2004. Please dont' disappoint me!
Next sem Jia You!
Friday, June 24, 2005
Found on "Lost" threads..
Lengthy, but read and ponder..
If you drop a buttered piece of bread, it will fall on the floor
butter-side down. If a cat is dropped from a window or other high and towering
place, it will land on its feet. With this in mind, if you attach a buttered
piece of bread, butter-side up, to a cat's back and toss them both out the
window, will the cat land on its feet? Or will the butter splat on the ground?In theory, even if you are too lazy to do the experiment yourself you should be
able to deduce the obvious result. The laws of butterology demand that the
butter must hit the ground, and the equally strict laws of feline aerodynamics
demand that the cat can not land on its furry back. If the combined construct
were to land, nature would have no way to resolve this paradox. Therefore, they
simply do not fall.That's right, you clever mortal (well, as clever as a mortal
can get), you have discovered the secret of antigravity! To expand on this
theory, a buttered cat will, when released, quickly move to a height where the
forces of cat-twisting and butter repulsion are in equilibrium. This equilibrium
point can be modified by scraping off some of the butter, providing lift, or
removing some of the cat's limbs, allowing descent.Most of the civilized species
of the universe already use this principle to drive their space ships while
within a planetary system. The loud humming heard by most sighters of UFOs is,
in fact, the purring of several hundred tabbies. Larger craft use the Maincoon
breed and a long ways sliced sourdough loaf.The one obvious danger is, of
course, if the cats manage to eat the bread off their backs and they instantly
plummet.This, as you all know, happened in Roswell 50 years ago. Of course the
cats will land on their feet, but this usually doesn't do them much good, since
right after they make their graceful landing several tons of red-hot starship
and bewildered aliens crash on top of them.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Tired / childhood
I'm so tired of this life now.. Hope I can find the reset button and start everything anew. Something happened last night which reminds me of feelings I had during my childhood. Ah, good old childhood. When holidays are really holidays, and no one gives a hoot on your opinions. Lovely childhood.
Am working in Pokka now. In one big twisted circle, I ended up working in pokka again. Got to interact with that lobo Jimmy guy. So he's not the ultimate villain I thought he was after all. Anyway, whilst I was working, the sun was beating down on me, then this cool breeze blew. That, reminds me of childhood. When the sun beats, it produce this sepia-yellowish hue or tint on places around me. When the wind blew, everything comes back so naturally to me again. Forgotten memories, forgotten lines I used to chant when I was a child.
How I wished money wasn't invented!
Wrote the following when I was very stressed:
When Pandora opened her box, all the diseases, sorrows, vices, and crimes ever escaped onto poor humanity. Hope was with them, and it came out, last. Don't you think hope is evil too? How could it not be, when it's with them for so long? In fact, it could be the most evil; it clings onto us unsparingly, sends us the jitters when events twist and turn. Hope, is the mother of all evil. It is one evil that spoke to humanity; humanity felt attached to it. Hope brought about the catastrophe humankind wrought to itself. If there is ever one conclusion that hope can thus bring, it is that humankind is doomed to have no hope.
Am working in Pokka now. In one big twisted circle, I ended up working in pokka again. Got to interact with that lobo Jimmy guy. So he's not the ultimate villain I thought he was after all. Anyway, whilst I was working, the sun was beating down on me, then this cool breeze blew. That, reminds me of childhood. When the sun beats, it produce this sepia-yellowish hue or tint on places around me. When the wind blew, everything comes back so naturally to me again. Forgotten memories, forgotten lines I used to chant when I was a child.
How I wished money wasn't invented!
Wrote the following when I was very stressed:
When Pandora opened her box, all the diseases, sorrows, vices, and crimes ever escaped onto poor humanity. Hope was with them, and it came out, last. Don't you think hope is evil too? How could it not be, when it's with them for so long? In fact, it could be the most evil; it clings onto us unsparingly, sends us the jitters when events twist and turn. Hope, is the mother of all evil. It is one evil that spoke to humanity; humanity felt attached to it. Hope brought about the catastrophe humankind wrought to itself. If there is ever one conclusion that hope can thus bring, it is that humankind is doomed to have no hope.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Working at Apple Inc Part II
WTF!!
Reported for work at 8 this morning. Open the door, and there goes the alarm.. What I learnt in army, an alarm doesn't mean shit in real life. No police will come; everyone will look at everyone, thinking who's going to fix that annoying noise that is reverberating inside the warehouse now..
Yet.. About half an hour later, some gal showed up, asked why the door was opened. Then some rude fat ass showed up, demanded who and how the door was opened. Thomas explained. Fatty ass continued to be rude.
WTF.
Then we realised the door wasn't supposed to be opened. It will trigger some alarm. Of course we were suppose to know that, since some obscured sign was pasted saying not to open the door (which we couldn't find even in the aftermath). Fucked up security, and fatty ass is blaming us for that? Why the door's not locked in the first place? And why paste a pathetic piece of warning to warn others not to open the fucking door?
This vacation, I'd learnt something: 1) Admin department is made up of fatty assholes with no proper academic credentials and only pretend to know they know something. Back-stabbing is inevitable, and no one will be by your side when trouble brews.
2) And that this " army's spirits" I had grew to accustomed to is quintessially seen everywhere. Army boys thinking only about ORD, you haven't seen the real world. Fuck. I think army is better, since the job is to cover the ass of the guy next to you when trouble brews.
3) And Security is a synonym for "futile-ineffective-worthless" piece of shit.
Reported for work at 8 this morning. Open the door, and there goes the alarm.. What I learnt in army, an alarm doesn't mean shit in real life. No police will come; everyone will look at everyone, thinking who's going to fix that annoying noise that is reverberating inside the warehouse now..
Yet.. About half an hour later, some gal showed up, asked why the door was opened. Then some rude fat ass showed up, demanded who and how the door was opened. Thomas explained. Fatty ass continued to be rude.
WTF.
Then we realised the door wasn't supposed to be opened. It will trigger some alarm. Of course we were suppose to know that, since some obscured sign was pasted saying not to open the door (which we couldn't find even in the aftermath). Fucked up security, and fatty ass is blaming us for that? Why the door's not locked in the first place? And why paste a pathetic piece of warning to warn others not to open the fucking door?
This vacation, I'd learnt something: 1) Admin department is made up of fatty assholes with no proper academic credentials and only pretend to know they know something. Back-stabbing is inevitable, and no one will be by your side when trouble brews.
2) And that this " army's spirits" I had grew to accustomed to is quintessially seen everywhere. Army boys thinking only about ORD, you haven't seen the real world. Fuck. I think army is better, since the job is to cover the ass of the guy next to you when trouble brews.
3) And Security is a synonym for "futile-ineffective-worthless" piece of shit.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Working at Apple Inc
Was actually working at Jessen & Jessen packaging, packing Apple keyboards. But Apple Inc sounds posh right??
The work is alright, except the damn temperature that is around 38 celsius I guess.. No fan, no breeze. Plain hot.
Talking of hot, saw this hot malay girl on the job this morning. Super tight mini skirt, dyed hair, sweet makeup. Looks like a chinese girl at first glance, but her english gave her away. And I thought malay girls are supposed to be religious??
Nowadays, teenage boys have no respect for other people. Our boss was one amiable folk, who did his best to accomodate us to the working environment. All the young boys did in return is to ask and ask for more.. Wonder what they are teaching in CME classes nowadays.. Pissed me off they all..
Felt a bit sick. Could have caught the cold.
More updates later
The work is alright, except the damn temperature that is around 38 celsius I guess.. No fan, no breeze. Plain hot.
Talking of hot, saw this hot malay girl on the job this morning. Super tight mini skirt, dyed hair, sweet makeup. Looks like a chinese girl at first glance, but her english gave her away. And I thought malay girls are supposed to be religious??
Nowadays, teenage boys have no respect for other people. Our boss was one amiable folk, who did his best to accomodate us to the working environment. All the young boys did in return is to ask and ask for more.. Wonder what they are teaching in CME classes nowadays.. Pissed me off they all..
Felt a bit sick. Could have caught the cold.
More updates later
Monday, June 06, 2005
Went swimmin
Today, I went swimming. Initially, suppose to swim with Yee soon, but too bad, he can't make it in the end. Come to think of it, I haven't been swimming in a pool for quite some long time.. My $70 goggles was covered with dust when I retrieved it from some ancient box in the attic left berefted eons ago.. And the army trunks weren't any better as it was covered with some sticky goo..
Nevertheless, I swam 34 laps. Gasp! That's 1.7km. Kinda impressed myself. My limbs felt so weak as I leave the water.
Anyway there was this couple in the pool that really digusted me.. One times male caucasian, balded; one times plump phillipino-look-alike gal, short. Damn they were simply frolicking and teasing each other in one corner of the pool. You called that swimming, I call that taking up precious space. Before you think I was jealous, you have to see it for yourself. In one disgusting scene, the gal was carrying the man's legs and moves in" f***ing" motions. Sick. Moreover there were like 5 or 6 hot-blooded teenage boys stationed about 5 or 6 meters away from them. Sic.
Tomorrow. Another 34 laps. I'll be as slim as a stick in time to come.
Nevertheless, I swam 34 laps. Gasp! That's 1.7km. Kinda impressed myself. My limbs felt so weak as I leave the water.
Anyway there was this couple in the pool that really digusted me.. One times male caucasian, balded; one times plump phillipino-look-alike gal, short. Damn they were simply frolicking and teasing each other in one corner of the pool. You called that swimming, I call that taking up precious space. Before you think I was jealous, you have to see it for yourself. In one disgusting scene, the gal was carrying the man's legs and moves in" f***ing" motions. Sick. Moreover there were like 5 or 6 hot-blooded teenage boys stationed about 5 or 6 meters away from them. Sic.
Tomorrow. Another 34 laps. I'll be as slim as a stick in time to come.
Thursday, May 26, 2005
No sitting on fence. Its acceptance, or not. Your choice.
There's this book.. Ok. There's this famous book by Yann Martel, which based its plot mainly on religion, zoology and whether to "choose a better story" to describe this reality. Religion explains reality in a somewhat hodge-podge manner. It has loop holes that postulated more questions than answers. Then there's science. Logic, math, phyic -- stuffs created by people to make people understand more about this universe. In both cases, they left me bewildered.
However, Martel blended these 2 worlds together so well, at some points, that these 2 ideologies seems to complement each other.
Then the choose the better story part.. Example:
Thought provoking huh? There's more to come. Follow the link and read it. 100 chapters in all. A story that will change your perspective on God.
However, Martel blended these 2 worlds together so well, at some points, that these 2 ideologies seems to complement each other.
Then the choose the better story part.. Example:
I can well imagine an atheist’s last words: “White, white! L-L-Love! My
God!”—and the deathbed leap of faith. Whereas the agnostic, if he stays true to
his reasonable self, if he stays beholden to dry, yeastless factuality, might
try to explain the warm light bathing him by saying, “Possibly a f-f-failing
oxygenation of the b-b-brain,” and, to the very end, lack imagination and miss
the better story. ~Life of Pi chapter 22
Thought provoking huh? There's more to come. Follow the link and read it. 100 chapters in all. A story that will change your perspective on God.
Friday, May 20, 2005
Interesting Stuff on Pascal's Wager
I was wondering if philophers day-dream about stuff that I just might have thought about before. Then I came across this blog, talking about some Pascal's Wager. Pascal, as in the Mathematician that brought us the Pascal triangle, presented this funny rant, and then his somewhat logical conclusion that: we have all to gain and nothing to lose when we believe in Him.
My $0.02 worth: Wow, that was exactly what I had deliberated about on some previous lazy afternoon. Talk about great thinkers think alike.
But then, with so many choices, there is the problem of which God should you choose? If we follow Pascal's proposition, let's put the chance that He exists as 50%. Then the chance that we just might hit the jackpot and receive eternal bliss will of course be significantly lower than this 50%. Say, considering the major religions around the world, which includes Buddhism, Hinduism, Islam, Christianity, Taoism, etc, etc, you may get something close to 10% as the final straw. Anyway, I guess that is the point of Pascal's argument. Believe, you may get your 10% chance. Don't, you get zero.
Then, there's these paradoxes that intrigues me. The one about Schrodinger's cat is by far the most interesting, followed closely behind by Zeno's paradoxes on motion.
In Schrodinger's cat, it involves a thought experiment that includes a cat that's put into a box. A small sample of a radioactive material is then put together with the cat into the box, as well as a detector that detects whether or not atoms are emitted by this piece of sample. If it does detect some stray atoms, it will break a vial of cyanide gas inside the box, that kills the cat.. Kinda cruel, but then its only a thought experiment. Come to think of it, great thinkers have somewhat twisted minds.. So, if the chance that atoms are emitted by this sample is 50%, then, without opening the box and inspecting the content, at any instant the cat will be, literally, half dead and half alive. Thus, the paradox.. How to have some kitty dead and alive at the same time?
My other $0.02 worth: The point about this experiment is that quantumatically, you cannot be sure what will be the physical outcome of particles or atoms, until you observe them with your own eyes. That is, you wouldn't know whether the cat is 100% dead or alive, until you peek at the box. Before you peek, you can only guess, and hence before you see, the cat is half dead, half alive. The use of a cat, or the cyanide gas, or the box is totally insignificant, I think. The experiment can jolly well proceed with any other animals, or any other methods to kill the cat.. So if you really can't find any cat around, a dog will also do..
The cruelty of this experiment is probably the mental impact Schrodinger wanted to instill to its audience. Since the novelty of quantum mechanics is hard to grasp and even more harder to accept, an interesting anecdote will keep the interest in his audience, and do the job better.
Actually, to see how the cat is doing is not the correct word in the quantum sense. Since light will be reflected from the particle into your eyes in order for you to see the particle, the momentum light photons possesses would have displaced the particles from its original position. Hence, what you see now is not the position of the particle at this instant.. In fact, if you had studied quantum physics in college, most likely you'll know that on a quantum scale, you cannot know exactly where a particle will be at a specific instant. Instead, PSI functions are used to find the probability at any instant a particle will be. Thus, my guess is that the cat here resembles the particle. You cannot perfectly know whether the cat's state, that is, whether its alive or dead at any instant; you can only use probability to guess. Then again, it will be meaningless when you use your eyes to see whether the cat is alive or dead, since state of this cat may not be its state at the instant you had peek.. Thus the paradox is not why the cat is alive or dead, but that one can only guess whether the cat is alive or not.
Chim right? Anyway, don't quote me.. Its Junjie the philospher at work.. and I'm only a year one Uni undergrad.. Engine student some more..
The one about Zeno's motion paradoxes.. They deal mostly with relative motion, and the what's if and what's not. Its discomforting to know that people long ago, through mathematical logics, had already grasp the concept of relativity, space-time and all those Einstonian thoughts. Clever right? Someone says, if people had pay more attention to Zeno's thoughts, we now could have nuclear weapons in stock at the Seven Eleven near you.
All these great thoughts about life aside, I'm working in Sony factory right now. Not a tough job, but mentally shag.. Imagine a job that is 12-hours shift, in which you only work 7 hours and idle the rest. The idle part is the mentally shag part. Anyway, here's a paradox of my own: Working inside a Sony factory so that I can earn enough money to buy a Sony PSP.. Heck, I can jolly well steal one while I'm at it.. But then I could have be a great philsopher in the future.. Cannot let such details taint my eulogy right??
Also bought Tao Ze aka David Tao's latest.. Wasn't as strong as his last.. He shouldn't have reprimanded Jay Zhou's albums, when he himself couldn't make breakthoughs. Also bought Love Phychodelico's "best of" album. The tunes are great, but the lyrics.. crap. Japanese should stop inscribing english words or phrases into their tunes.. It ruins them..
The last time I count, school is still eons away. Let's keep it this way. Anticipation is half the pleasure, as I always said.
"God is, or He is not." But to which side shall we incline? Reason can decide
nothing here. There is an infinite chaos which separated us. A game is being
played at the extremity of this infinite distance where heads or tails will turn
up... Which will you choose then? Let us see. Since you must choose, let us see
which interests you least. You have two things to lose, the true and the good;
and two things to stake, your reason and your will, your knowledge and your
happiness; and your nature has two things to shun, error and misery. Your reason
is no more shocked in choosing one rather than the other, since you must of
necessity choose... But your happiness? Let us weigh the gain and the loss in
wagering that God is... If you gain, you gain all; if you lose, you lose
nothing. Wager, then, without hesitation that He is.
My $0.02 worth: Wow, that was exactly what I had deliberated about on some previous lazy afternoon. Talk about great thinkers think alike.
But then, with so many choices, there is the problem of which God should you choose? If we follow Pascal's proposition, let's put the chance that He exists as 50%. Then the chance that we just might hit the jackpot and receive eternal bliss will of course be significantly lower than this 50%. Say, considering the major religions around the world, which includes Buddhism, Hinduism, Islam, Christianity, Taoism, etc, etc, you may get something close to 10% as the final straw. Anyway, I guess that is the point of Pascal's argument. Believe, you may get your 10% chance. Don't, you get zero.
Then, there's these paradoxes that intrigues me. The one about Schrodinger's cat is by far the most interesting, followed closely behind by Zeno's paradoxes on motion.
In Schrodinger's cat, it involves a thought experiment that includes a cat that's put into a box. A small sample of a radioactive material is then put together with the cat into the box, as well as a detector that detects whether or not atoms are emitted by this piece of sample. If it does detect some stray atoms, it will break a vial of cyanide gas inside the box, that kills the cat.. Kinda cruel, but then its only a thought experiment. Come to think of it, great thinkers have somewhat twisted minds.. So, if the chance that atoms are emitted by this sample is 50%, then, without opening the box and inspecting the content, at any instant the cat will be, literally, half dead and half alive. Thus, the paradox.. How to have some kitty dead and alive at the same time?
My other $0.02 worth: The point about this experiment is that quantumatically, you cannot be sure what will be the physical outcome of particles or atoms, until you observe them with your own eyes. That is, you wouldn't know whether the cat is 100% dead or alive, until you peek at the box. Before you peek, you can only guess, and hence before you see, the cat is half dead, half alive. The use of a cat, or the cyanide gas, or the box is totally insignificant, I think. The experiment can jolly well proceed with any other animals, or any other methods to kill the cat.. So if you really can't find any cat around, a dog will also do..
The cruelty of this experiment is probably the mental impact Schrodinger wanted to instill to its audience. Since the novelty of quantum mechanics is hard to grasp and even more harder to accept, an interesting anecdote will keep the interest in his audience, and do the job better.
Actually, to see how the cat is doing is not the correct word in the quantum sense. Since light will be reflected from the particle into your eyes in order for you to see the particle, the momentum light photons possesses would have displaced the particles from its original position. Hence, what you see now is not the position of the particle at this instant.. In fact, if you had studied quantum physics in college, most likely you'll know that on a quantum scale, you cannot know exactly where a particle will be at a specific instant. Instead, PSI functions are used to find the probability at any instant a particle will be. Thus, my guess is that the cat here resembles the particle. You cannot perfectly know whether the cat's state, that is, whether its alive or dead at any instant; you can only use probability to guess. Then again, it will be meaningless when you use your eyes to see whether the cat is alive or dead, since state of this cat may not be its state at the instant you had peek.. Thus the paradox is not why the cat is alive or dead, but that one can only guess whether the cat is alive or not.
Chim right? Anyway, don't quote me.. Its Junjie the philospher at work.. and I'm only a year one Uni undergrad.. Engine student some more..
The one about Zeno's motion paradoxes.. They deal mostly with relative motion, and the what's if and what's not. Its discomforting to know that people long ago, through mathematical logics, had already grasp the concept of relativity, space-time and all those Einstonian thoughts. Clever right? Someone says, if people had pay more attention to Zeno's thoughts, we now could have nuclear weapons in stock at the Seven Eleven near you.
All these great thoughts about life aside, I'm working in Sony factory right now. Not a tough job, but mentally shag.. Imagine a job that is 12-hours shift, in which you only work 7 hours and idle the rest. The idle part is the mentally shag part. Anyway, here's a paradox of my own: Working inside a Sony factory so that I can earn enough money to buy a Sony PSP.. Heck, I can jolly well steal one while I'm at it.. But then I could have be a great philsopher in the future.. Cannot let such details taint my eulogy right??
Also bought Tao Ze aka David Tao's latest.. Wasn't as strong as his last.. He shouldn't have reprimanded Jay Zhou's albums, when he himself couldn't make breakthoughs. Also bought Love Phychodelico's "best of" album. The tunes are great, but the lyrics.. crap. Japanese should stop inscribing english words or phrases into their tunes.. It ruins them..
The last time I count, school is still eons away. Let's keep it this way. Anticipation is half the pleasure, as I always said.
Sunday, April 24, 2005
Status of Exams, revisions and why I haven't post for such a god darn time
Wow.
How time flies. The previous post was at the beginning of this year. Now its April already.
Wow.
5 reasons I haven't been posting:
5) No one cares whether I post or not. No one read my posts anyway.
4) Too tired to post.
3) Nothing much to write anyway.
2) Exams!
1) Forgot there's a blog called plum in the middle of the ocean.
Currently having my exams now. Finished critical thinking and writing today. Not bad. At least I had an idea to write about, unlike that QET english I took last sem. Was totally clueless on what to do. Anyway got a high 82 for my assignment one. I worked damn damn hard for that assignment, and I guess I truly deserved it. This the first time I work super hard for something and the result did pay off.
Finsihed physics last saturday. The paper wasn't tough, but if you are a undergraduate in NUS, you'll know that's the problem. It was too easy!! How?? If everyone scores full marks, who's gonna be "at the bottom of the bell" (Quote: Victor Zhou, 2004)??
Neway, saw this muslim's guy blog last night. Guess what? Saw the real guy in toilet this morning. Quite short, suave, comical face. Interesting to see a web person alive huh?
Until next post, I still have maths cs1102c and discrete maths to study. Ciao, over and out.
How time flies. The previous post was at the beginning of this year. Now its April already.
Wow.
5 reasons I haven't been posting:
5) No one cares whether I post or not. No one read my posts anyway.
4) Too tired to post.
3) Nothing much to write anyway.
2) Exams!
1) Forgot there's a blog called plum in the middle of the ocean.
Currently having my exams now. Finished critical thinking and writing today. Not bad. At least I had an idea to write about, unlike that QET english I took last sem. Was totally clueless on what to do. Anyway got a high 82 for my assignment one. I worked damn damn hard for that assignment, and I guess I truly deserved it. This the first time I work super hard for something and the result did pay off.
Finsihed physics last saturday. The paper wasn't tough, but if you are a undergraduate in NUS, you'll know that's the problem. It was too easy!! How?? If everyone scores full marks, who's gonna be "at the bottom of the bell" (Quote: Victor Zhou, 2004)??
Neway, saw this muslim's guy blog last night. Guess what? Saw the real guy in toilet this morning. Quite short, suave, comical face. Interesting to see a web person alive huh?
Until next post, I still have maths cs1102c and discrete maths to study. Ciao, over and out.
Sunday, January 02, 2005
Holiday coming to an end...
Everything happened so fast, it seem like a blur.
Holidays always went so fast. In comparison, school days, army days, work days drag on like a one ton concrete block being pulled across sticky mud.
Anyway, here's an update on what happened to me during this holiday:
1) Got back my exam results.Not exemplary, but nonetheless satisfied. A- CS A- Electronics B+Physics B+ Maths. S for that fricking Evolution for a global city state. B- for English. Whoohoo! No more history, no more vietnamnese as my english teacher ! CAP score: 4.23.
2) On the same day I got back my results, that is boxing day 2004, tsunamis struck the coasts of many south asian countries. Many people died and even more left injured and/or homeless. Felt sorry for them but what can a poor student like me do? Mourned for one minute with the english soccer fans on the match between Man Utd and middlesbrough.
3) Played soccer with Hieu and Qing wen a few times throughout the holiday. My stamina dropped like mad nowadays. I can't even hold on to my breath for 5 mins, Gasp! Got to run!
4) Bought whole lots of games. A few exceptional ones: Halo 2, great graphics, same gameplay. Wasn't a fan for the original, so wasn't too impressed by it. Fable, great graphics, pretty boring gameplay. Once you figured out what to do (which i did, mainly by looking into FAQs..), the surprises the develops kept in the game didn't turn out too well. Ninja Gaiden kicked serious ass! But the overall difficult is too hard. Turned me off in several occasions. Otogi 2 and Kingdom under fire, haven't got the chance to savour them yet. Well, I still have one week. Ratchet and Clank 3: almost like the same game as its predecessors. Almost gettiing bored by it. Jak 3, haven't seriously played through it yet, but something tells me i wouldn't like it. Splinter cell Pandora's tommorow is.. urgh. Bad stuff. Don't touch it. Prince of Persia, despite its many glitches, turned out pretty well. GTA: SA, wasn't a fan of GTAs, so didn't really catch my attention. Anyway, most of the time i dedicated to Metal Gear Solid 3. Going to play Deus Ex and Ninja Gaiden.
5) Singapore National team get into Tiger's cup final! After that disgusting second leg semi played against Myannmar in Singapore National Stadium, Singapore finally managed to ascend, with a bit of luck, to the final. Overall, Singapore beat Myanmmar 8-5 on aggregate. The myanmmars really disgraced themselves during the last 15 minutes of the game. During second half of extra time, Myanmmar's substitute goal keeper threw a water bag onto the neck of Subramani. He was sent off by the referee of course. That was the most digusting, worst display of soccer ethnics i had ever seen on TV.
6) Got my timetable for next sem. Had to get up before 7 every morning now. Now seeking ways to crash into other people's lecture. Else how am I going to study? There's the hostel alternative, but there's also the money problem. Then next sem had to take that critical thinking shit too. Was never a good GP student. Guess I'm in for it. Also CS1102C, hopefully i'm capable for it. Then there is the discrete structure, heard its seriously hard. And physics. Of course that prick-in-the-ass physics. Just hope that I can do well enough in sem 2 as i did in sem 1.
7) Resolutions for 2005:
1) Get good grades!
2) Get her!
3) Run!
Holidays always went so fast. In comparison, school days, army days, work days drag on like a one ton concrete block being pulled across sticky mud.
Anyway, here's an update on what happened to me during this holiday:
1) Got back my exam results.Not exemplary, but nonetheless satisfied. A- CS A- Electronics B+Physics B+ Maths. S for that fricking Evolution for a global city state. B- for English. Whoohoo! No more history, no more vietnamnese as my english teacher ! CAP score: 4.23.
2) On the same day I got back my results, that is boxing day 2004, tsunamis struck the coasts of many south asian countries. Many people died and even more left injured and/or homeless. Felt sorry for them but what can a poor student like me do? Mourned for one minute with the english soccer fans on the match between Man Utd and middlesbrough.
3) Played soccer with Hieu and Qing wen a few times throughout the holiday. My stamina dropped like mad nowadays. I can't even hold on to my breath for 5 mins, Gasp! Got to run!
4) Bought whole lots of games. A few exceptional ones: Halo 2, great graphics, same gameplay. Wasn't a fan for the original, so wasn't too impressed by it. Fable, great graphics, pretty boring gameplay. Once you figured out what to do (which i did, mainly by looking into FAQs..), the surprises the develops kept in the game didn't turn out too well. Ninja Gaiden kicked serious ass! But the overall difficult is too hard. Turned me off in several occasions. Otogi 2 and Kingdom under fire, haven't got the chance to savour them yet. Well, I still have one week. Ratchet and Clank 3: almost like the same game as its predecessors. Almost gettiing bored by it. Jak 3, haven't seriously played through it yet, but something tells me i wouldn't like it. Splinter cell Pandora's tommorow is.. urgh. Bad stuff. Don't touch it. Prince of Persia, despite its many glitches, turned out pretty well. GTA: SA, wasn't a fan of GTAs, so didn't really catch my attention. Anyway, most of the time i dedicated to Metal Gear Solid 3. Going to play Deus Ex and Ninja Gaiden.
5) Singapore National team get into Tiger's cup final! After that disgusting second leg semi played against Myannmar in Singapore National Stadium, Singapore finally managed to ascend, with a bit of luck, to the final. Overall, Singapore beat Myanmmar 8-5 on aggregate. The myanmmars really disgraced themselves during the last 15 minutes of the game. During second half of extra time, Myanmmar's substitute goal keeper threw a water bag onto the neck of Subramani. He was sent off by the referee of course. That was the most digusting, worst display of soccer ethnics i had ever seen on TV.
6) Got my timetable for next sem. Had to get up before 7 every morning now. Now seeking ways to crash into other people's lecture. Else how am I going to study? There's the hostel alternative, but there's also the money problem. Then next sem had to take that critical thinking shit too. Was never a good GP student. Guess I'm in for it. Also CS1102C, hopefully i'm capable for it. Then there is the discrete structure, heard its seriously hard. And physics. Of course that prick-in-the-ass physics. Just hope that I can do well enough in sem 2 as i did in sem 1.
7) Resolutions for 2005:
1) Get good grades!
2) Get her!
3) Run!
Sunday, December 12, 2004
Practical exam results,Xbox,PS2
Whoohoo!! Scored a perfect score for my computing pratical exam!! Was over the moon for quite some time. I was so stressed out during exam, and this came in much as a stress reliever. Hopefully I'll do just as well for the rest of my papers. Remembered our class motto when i was in sec 4: "A good start leads to a better end." I know, that was rather pessimistic for a class motto, but what the hell, let's hope my good start brings about better results when I finally get back all my papers.
Anyway got my Xbox back, and was playing with it for quite some time now. Fable kicked ass, halo2's graphic was like : Wow. But dual wieldling makes the control seems rather difficult. Anyway i'm digging Fable now. Really many different things to do in the game and one can never get bored from doing these tasks. Graphics wise, reminds me of Black and White, but textures are much more detailed, and characters come in this, hume, which illuminates them in the game. And that looks pretty darn cool. Plus the water effects were the first of its kinds.
About PS2 games. Metal gear solid 3, like what i said in earlier posts, also kicked ass. Its polished dialouges, cut scenes which looks so much like pre rendered CGIs, deep characters really brings the game to life. Nevertheless, there are some major flaws. Like what's up with the camera system? While the fixed camera system works fine in MGS1 and 2, the camera here is just frustrating. something like Splinter cell's would have been nice. And those sub bosses. They are fricking easy fights. Get some powerful weapons and blast them once you see them. And what's up with the one with The End? That was plain frustrating. most of the time you just couldn't find out where the hell he'd positioned himself. And once you did, somehow, it seems like you had given your hiding place away and he'll snipe you if you are not fast enough. Anyway for those who haven't knew, you can track his footprints by using the thermal goggles. Then blast with away with your shotgun. That is so much easier. Snipers? Ka-put. In mgs1, each sub boss came in with a life story behind them. Remeber sniper wolf? When you defeated her, she began to tell you her part of the story and man, was i touched. That was the first time when i was actually so touched by a video game character. The first time i was addicted to videogames. Yet, the bosses in MGS3, lacked personalty. They won't have a story to tell when you end their measly life. They just go boom, and die. No touching story, no death letter for you to send as an errand. Just curse you and die. Maybe Kojima-san wouldn't want us to have too much feelings for the bad guys in this game. Like when i killed sniper wolf, i was thinking maybe i shouldn't have defeated her afterall. maybe i was the bad guy in this game. Nevertheless, no background story for these bosses really sucks.
Anyway got my Xbox back, and was playing with it for quite some time now. Fable kicked ass, halo2's graphic was like : Wow. But dual wieldling makes the control seems rather difficult. Anyway i'm digging Fable now. Really many different things to do in the game and one can never get bored from doing these tasks. Graphics wise, reminds me of Black and White, but textures are much more detailed, and characters come in this, hume, which illuminates them in the game. And that looks pretty darn cool. Plus the water effects were the first of its kinds.
About PS2 games. Metal gear solid 3, like what i said in earlier posts, also kicked ass. Its polished dialouges, cut scenes which looks so much like pre rendered CGIs, deep characters really brings the game to life. Nevertheless, there are some major flaws. Like what's up with the camera system? While the fixed camera system works fine in MGS1 and 2, the camera here is just frustrating. something like Splinter cell's would have been nice. And those sub bosses. They are fricking easy fights. Get some powerful weapons and blast them once you see them. And what's up with the one with The End? That was plain frustrating. most of the time you just couldn't find out where the hell he'd positioned himself. And once you did, somehow, it seems like you had given your hiding place away and he'll snipe you if you are not fast enough. Anyway for those who haven't knew, you can track his footprints by using the thermal goggles. Then blast with away with your shotgun. That is so much easier. Snipers? Ka-put. In mgs1, each sub boss came in with a life story behind them. Remeber sniper wolf? When you defeated her, she began to tell you her part of the story and man, was i touched. That was the first time when i was actually so touched by a video game character. The first time i was addicted to videogames. Yet, the bosses in MGS3, lacked personalty. They won't have a story to tell when you end their measly life. They just go boom, and die. No touching story, no death letter for you to send as an errand. Just curse you and die. Maybe Kojima-san wouldn't want us to have too much feelings for the bad guys in this game. Like when i killed sniper wolf, i was thinking maybe i shouldn't have defeated her afterall. maybe i was the bad guy in this game. Nevertheless, no background story for these bosses really sucks.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Just recovered from a fever and flu. now feeling the "high" of it. It seems although one is reborn after he/she suffers from some really bad illness. Can feel the december wind blowing through the window beside me now. Chilling, but nonetheless soothing. The feeling is like the first time you had your head placed beside an air conditioning unit. Chilling, but nonetheless comfortable. Enjoy this period of Singapore most! Cool and comfortable, Holidays and all!
Lie wei came for a surprise visit just a while ago. We chatted like we'd never chatted before. On topics like how short the semester is for universities, how expensive it is for a uni education, how stressful exams are.. the stuffs. Maybe going to watch the Pixar show "Incredibles" with him next monday. Stay tune for the movie's review!
Sent my xbox for modification a few days ago. Then heard from chin kiat that some games can play even without modification. Come to think of it, the bill for $115 is a bit too steep. Heard from Paul one can get to pay only as low as 60 to 70 greens in sim lim and such. Maybe should research deeper next time i made an "investment" or something.
I feel that gaming had became part of my life. Just like what soccer did to my primary and secondary school life. Gaming is to what soccer was to me now. When I was younger, i dreamt of owning all the consoles on the market, so that i can play all the great games that are available. I wouldn't discriminate games because they are ps2 exclusive or xbox exlcusive. I play games because they are good games. not because they are hyped up or because they belongs to some genre.
Some of my friends who were game fanatics when they were younger are giving up gaming totally now. They said its time to grow up. Give up gaming = growing up? Going to pubs, drink alcohol= growing up? I guess when one reach that point of time when he/she began to think critically of problems of situations placed before them, then he/she had grown up. For example, one was given $10. how is he/she going to spend it? A child wouldn't do much planning but spurge it on candies and toys. A teenagers might buy movie tix and popcorns, or spend someway or the other. A stuck-in-between might decided that 10 bucks is too little, but decided to spend it anyway. A grown up thinks, process ideas on how this 10 bucks can be spent. 1) Buy candies. 2) Movies. 3) 10 bucks is too little. 4) Donate to charity. The end product is the same. But he thinks about how to go about it. It is this thought process that matters. Maybe you are thinking I'm talking rubbish, but that may be because you haven't really grown up yet. It is this independent thought process that makes you make decision for yourself. And that is part of growing up.
Lie wei came for a surprise visit just a while ago. We chatted like we'd never chatted before. On topics like how short the semester is for universities, how expensive it is for a uni education, how stressful exams are.. the stuffs. Maybe going to watch the Pixar show "Incredibles" with him next monday. Stay tune for the movie's review!
Sent my xbox for modification a few days ago. Then heard from chin kiat that some games can play even without modification. Come to think of it, the bill for $115 is a bit too steep. Heard from Paul one can get to pay only as low as 60 to 70 greens in sim lim and such. Maybe should research deeper next time i made an "investment" or something.
I feel that gaming had became part of my life. Just like what soccer did to my primary and secondary school life. Gaming is to what soccer was to me now. When I was younger, i dreamt of owning all the consoles on the market, so that i can play all the great games that are available. I wouldn't discriminate games because they are ps2 exclusive or xbox exlcusive. I play games because they are good games. not because they are hyped up or because they belongs to some genre.
Some of my friends who were game fanatics when they were younger are giving up gaming totally now. They said its time to grow up. Give up gaming = growing up? Going to pubs, drink alcohol= growing up? I guess when one reach that point of time when he/she began to think critically of problems of situations placed before them, then he/she had grown up. For example, one was given $10. how is he/she going to spend it? A child wouldn't do much planning but spurge it on candies and toys. A teenagers might buy movie tix and popcorns, or spend someway or the other. A stuck-in-between might decided that 10 bucks is too little, but decided to spend it anyway. A grown up thinks, process ideas on how this 10 bucks can be spent. 1) Buy candies. 2) Movies. 3) 10 bucks is too little. 4) Donate to charity. The end product is the same. But he thinks about how to go about it. It is this thought process that matters. Maybe you are thinking I'm talking rubbish, but that may be because you haven't really grown up yet. It is this independent thought process that makes you make decision for yourself. And that is part of growing up.
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Favourite movie quotes of all time. Can you guess who said it in what movie?
" He better be worth it. He better go home and cure a disease, or invent a longer-lasting light bulb."
"I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species. I realized that you're not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment, but you humans do not. You move to an area, and you multiply, and multiply, until every natural resource is consumed. The only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet, you are a plague, and we are the cure."
"What I mean, sir, is if you was to put me with this here sniper rifle anywhere up to and including one mile from Adolf Hitler... with a clean line of sight... well, pack your bags, boys. War's over. "
"Man, I see in [this club] the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off. "
J: "Were you scared in Vietnam?"
F: "Yes. Well, I-I don't know. Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out... and then it was nice. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the bayou. There was always a million sparkles on the water... like that mountain lake. It was so clear, Jenny, it looked like there were two skies one on top of the other. And then in the desert, when the sun comes up, I couldn't tell where heaven stopped and the earth began. It's so beautiful."
J: "I wish I could've been there with you."
F: "You were."
"I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floatin' around accidental-like on a breeze. But I, I think maybe it's both."
A: "I am the Architect. I created the matrix. I've been waiting for you. You have many questions, and although the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo, some of my answers you will understand, and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realize it is also the most irrelevant."
N: "Why am I here?"
A: "Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which has led you, inexorably, here."
" He better be worth it. He better go home and cure a disease, or invent a longer-lasting light bulb."
"I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species. I realized that you're not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment, but you humans do not. You move to an area, and you multiply, and multiply, until every natural resource is consumed. The only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet, you are a plague, and we are the cure."
"What I mean, sir, is if you was to put me with this here sniper rifle anywhere up to and including one mile from Adolf Hitler... with a clean line of sight... well, pack your bags, boys. War's over. "
"Man, I see in [this club] the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off. "
J: "Were you scared in Vietnam?"
F: "Yes. Well, I-I don't know. Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out... and then it was nice. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the bayou. There was always a million sparkles on the water... like that mountain lake. It was so clear, Jenny, it looked like there were two skies one on top of the other. And then in the desert, when the sun comes up, I couldn't tell where heaven stopped and the earth began. It's so beautiful."
J: "I wish I could've been there with you."
F: "You were."
"I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floatin' around accidental-like on a breeze. But I, I think maybe it's both."
A: "I am the Architect. I created the matrix. I've been waiting for you. You have many questions, and although the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo, some of my answers you will understand, and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realize it is also the most irrelevant."
N: "Why am I here?"
A: "Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which has led you, inexorably, here."
Monday, December 06, 2004
December 07 2004. That's some special date, cos I'm now officially a ORDed personnel! Wow. Talk about how times flies. When was the last post? 2003? that's like almost 2 years ago. And i can still remember vividly some of the things i typed. Re-reading those threads really brought back alot of memories. To tell the truth, i miss camp. I miss my buddies, my soccer days, those long distance jogs, those sai gangs, the sun, the food, the people. Everything. Joni Mitchell, "Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got Till it's gone". She's so damn right. And NUS wasn't the bed of roses my teachers always told me about. It was the most stressful period of time i had ever gone through. Never in my 21 years had i experienced stress from studying. Man, was i demoralised. Study till on the verge of crying. Was this the effect of having to stop 2 and a half years to serve the nation before i continue with my studies?
On how i rediscovered this blog: Was typing "CS1101C" in google, hoping to find comments from people on how they feel about the module. Then found this dude, Jian Ho or someone like that, who got this new blog, writing out his life with the most meticulous details. He tell of people like jia hui and edwin. Wonder they are the same people whom i knew. Anyway, his address was somethingsomething.blogspot.com. Then something struck me: I had a blog before! Trying out my luck, i tried the ubiquitos oddabe83 moniker, and ta-da, there i was, re-reading whatever i had typed on nights 2 years ago. This must be fate. Anyway reading the past post must have been the most enjoyable thing to do. I shan't had stopped posting. Could have missed out lotsa facts and stuff.
If I have the choice to go back in time to choose the period in which i would like to be for the rest of my life, maybe just maybe, army I choose you. The time when i with my buddies, with a purpose, with dreams to look forward to, with anticipation of outside life, when the days when i was so sheltered, with motivation towards ORD. Then again, might have been secondary school days. No stress from studies, many wrongs to correct, many friends. To anyone reading this post, the best friends of your life comes from your secondary classes. Find them and cherish them. Tie them to your body parts, make tatoos about how you and them going to stay together, burn the memories into your mind forever. They are the only true friends you'll need, and ever find. Friends afterwards were more or less acquaintances. That's especially true in NUS. People walked past you, people smile, maybe with a 'hi'. And that's it. Acquaintancios.
Hey hey, going to sleep now. Just recovered from some 38 degrees fever. Now feeling the high from taking those drugs. Until the next post, ciao!!
On how i rediscovered this blog: Was typing "CS1101C" in google, hoping to find comments from people on how they feel about the module. Then found this dude, Jian Ho or someone like that, who got this new blog, writing out his life with the most meticulous details. He tell of people like jia hui and edwin. Wonder they are the same people whom i knew. Anyway, his address was somethingsomething.blogspot.com. Then something struck me: I had a blog before! Trying out my luck, i tried the ubiquitos oddabe83 moniker, and ta-da, there i was, re-reading whatever i had typed on nights 2 years ago. This must be fate. Anyway reading the past post must have been the most enjoyable thing to do. I shan't had stopped posting. Could have missed out lotsa facts and stuff.
If I have the choice to go back in time to choose the period in which i would like to be for the rest of my life, maybe just maybe, army I choose you. The time when i with my buddies, with a purpose, with dreams to look forward to, with anticipation of outside life, when the days when i was so sheltered, with motivation towards ORD. Then again, might have been secondary school days. No stress from studies, many wrongs to correct, many friends. To anyone reading this post, the best friends of your life comes from your secondary classes. Find them and cherish them. Tie them to your body parts, make tatoos about how you and them going to stay together, burn the memories into your mind forever. They are the only true friends you'll need, and ever find. Friends afterwards were more or less acquaintances. That's especially true in NUS. People walked past you, people smile, maybe with a 'hi'. And that's it. Acquaintancios.
Hey hey, going to sleep now. Just recovered from some 38 degrees fever. Now feeling the high from taking those drugs. Until the next post, ciao!!
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