i would like to stop biting my fingers. my fingers look in really bad shape... i am filled with pity for them. and i am appealing to all to lend your assistance: stop me if you see me inadvertently bringing those innocent fingers near my gaping mouth again! save them from the inhumane torture of the unfeeling finger-biter!
finger biting is wrong. finger biting must be cured. you can be a part of this noble mission.
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Saturday, September 10, 2005
what is religion?
i'm stealing this from Oxygen (one of my healthier addictions):
DIFFERENT RELIGIONS
Jesus Christ said he had never been to a football match. So we took him to one, my friends and I. It was a ferocious battle between the Protestant Punches and the Catholic Crusaders.
The Crusaders scored first. Jesus cheered wildly and threw his hat high up into the air. Then the Punchers scored. And Jesus cheered wildly and again threw his had into the air.
This seemed to puzzle the man behind us. He tapped Jesus on the shoulder and asked, "Which side are you shouting for, my good man?"
"Me?" replied Jesus, by now visibly excited by the game. "Oh! I'm not shouting for eitehr side. I'm just here to enjoy the game."
The questioner turned to his neighbour and sneered. "Hmmm, an atheist."
On the way back we briefed Jesus on the religious situation of the world today. "It's funny about religious people, Lord," we said. "They always seem to think that God is only on their side and against the people on the other."
Jesus agreed. "That is why I don't back religions. I back people," he said. "People are more important than religions. Man is more important than the Sabbath."
"You ought to watch your words," one of us said with concern. "You were crucified once for saying that sort of thing, you know."
"Yes, and by religious people," said Jesus with a wry smile.
- De Mello (1000 Stories You Can Use, Volume One by Frank Mihalic, SVD)
Who do you back?
DIFFERENT RELIGIONS
Jesus Christ said he had never been to a football match. So we took him to one, my friends and I. It was a ferocious battle between the Protestant Punches and the Catholic Crusaders.
The Crusaders scored first. Jesus cheered wildly and threw his hat high up into the air. Then the Punchers scored. And Jesus cheered wildly and again threw his had into the air.
This seemed to puzzle the man behind us. He tapped Jesus on the shoulder and asked, "Which side are you shouting for, my good man?"
"Me?" replied Jesus, by now visibly excited by the game. "Oh! I'm not shouting for eitehr side. I'm just here to enjoy the game."
The questioner turned to his neighbour and sneered. "Hmmm, an atheist."
On the way back we briefed Jesus on the religious situation of the world today. "It's funny about religious people, Lord," we said. "They always seem to think that God is only on their side and against the people on the other."
Jesus agreed. "That is why I don't back religions. I back people," he said. "People are more important than religions. Man is more important than the Sabbath."
"You ought to watch your words," one of us said with concern. "You were crucified once for saying that sort of thing, you know."
"Yes, and by religious people," said Jesus with a wry smile.
- De Mello (1000 Stories You Can Use, Volume One by Frank Mihalic, SVD)
Who do you back?
saturday morning
it was 9am when i first assumed i was awake. with seeming ease i had gotten out of bed, but then i had no clue why i woke up. why did i wake up? i spent the next few surreal minutes trying to elucidate. i even spoke to God. but all i had was a bunch of prescribed reasons for waking up: one shouldn't sleep too much lest one becomes a lazy ass, one has many things to do which require a state of awakeness, one could not reasonably exist in the real world while still stuck in dreamland.
by then i had washed up and was sitting in front of the ol' lappy. maybe i can continue reading stuff off the net? seems helpful... to get some momentum into doing whatever it was that i had to do. unfortunately, i sorta got stuck once again. the net is a powerful magnet, even when it's surfing something benign like wikipedia. the worse part of the deal is that this magnet drains you of your energy. and before i know it... i was back in my bed.
so there, i spent saturday morning pretending i was awake. now i could only wonder what saturday afternoon will be like...
*note to self: stuff to do includes media write-up (4/10), gender poster (11/10), prepping for social theory (24/10) & IR essays (4/11), finding out what to do for philo (?), catching up on (about 30) readings, shopping for hostel stores, collecting money from various various ppl, fixing lappy wireless, cantoring+guitaring for arts comm mass... should be all for now.
by then i had washed up and was sitting in front of the ol' lappy. maybe i can continue reading stuff off the net? seems helpful... to get some momentum into doing whatever it was that i had to do. unfortunately, i sorta got stuck once again. the net is a powerful magnet, even when it's surfing something benign like wikipedia. the worse part of the deal is that this magnet drains you of your energy. and before i know it... i was back in my bed.
so there, i spent saturday morning pretending i was awake. now i could only wonder what saturday afternoon will be like...
*note to self: stuff to do includes media write-up (4/10), gender poster (11/10), prepping for social theory (24/10) & IR essays (4/11), finding out what to do for philo (?), catching up on (about 30) readings, shopping for hostel stores, collecting money from various various ppl, fixing lappy wireless, cantoring+guitaring for arts comm mass... should be all for now.
Friday, August 19, 2005
school
lessons have begun in earnest... as the freedom to waste time slowly seeps away, the feeling that you ought to be doing some work slowly creeps in. it's almost creepy.
time to be serious about work.
after all, i had a grand scheme in place. this attempt to plant myself in school (also known as spending $1,176 on RVR) was however, draining and disturbing. would one such as i ever get homesick? after misplacing my keys (but thankfully not losing them) twice within the same week... i realised how hopelessly un-independent i can be. simple problems such as a dusty room, my belongings being stuck in two locations, the strangely smelly shower foam, etc... but amazingly, i can get used to the room having a window that faces the corridor. am i an exhibitionist??
is this scheme gonna work? being stuck in sch, but also being stuck with lotsa other stuff to do... will it work out? only god knows.
settling in may be a bitch, but nothing is worse than cors! thanks to the lovely system jamming up, i conveniently forgot my munchie shift and went late for mm welcome tea. so is it cors screwing with our lives or is it just me and my confounded forgetfulness?
and this week still did not include CG or tutorials! notice how little i actually mentioned schoolwork... it almost seems like a timebomb waiting to explode in my face.
but i pray... and i stay in school... where i have great neighbours and great friends! what more do i need?
time to be serious about work.
after all, i had a grand scheme in place. this attempt to plant myself in school (also known as spending $1,176 on RVR) was however, draining and disturbing. would one such as i ever get homesick? after misplacing my keys (but thankfully not losing them) twice within the same week... i realised how hopelessly un-independent i can be. simple problems such as a dusty room, my belongings being stuck in two locations, the strangely smelly shower foam, etc... but amazingly, i can get used to the room having a window that faces the corridor. am i an exhibitionist??
is this scheme gonna work? being stuck in sch, but also being stuck with lotsa other stuff to do... will it work out? only god knows.
settling in may be a bitch, but nothing is worse than cors! thanks to the lovely system jamming up, i conveniently forgot my munchie shift and went late for mm welcome tea. so is it cors screwing with our lives or is it just me and my confounded forgetfulness?
and this week still did not include CG or tutorials! notice how little i actually mentioned schoolwork... it almost seems like a timebomb waiting to explode in my face.
but i pray... and i stay in school... where i have great neighbours and great friends! what more do i need?
Sunday, August 07, 2005
epiphany #4
i was struck by this in the shower:
just because you caught my eyeam i beginning to feel something more than nothing?
doesn't mean you're on my mind
though i'm stuck in a lie
i was never out of line
it may be that i'm somewhat shy
but i'm still waiting for a sign
not one to make my heart fly
just one to make my soul shine
many are the chances passing us by
yet we don't have to look behind
maybe someday we'll stop asking why
and believe in love even though she's blind
not because you caught my eye
but because you are the love i've been trying to find.
Friday, August 05, 2005
think more, talk less
this is a perennial goal of mine - to stfu and just appreciate others' ideas. greg, everyone has heard your piece abt singapore politics, noone needs be updated on how you still like to be all-talk-no-action abt arts club, and by doubting god to the itsy-bitsiest details, are you trying to prove something to us? honestly, even i have had enough of myself - why can't i just pipe down?
that is, unfortunately, only the second half of the problem. talking less is really nothing compared to thinking more. what is thinking more? in purely quantifiable terms, thinking in greater variety and integrating oops (out-of-points) into the thought process would qualify as thinking more. but of course, that's more like thinking uselessly more. and i had just shown you how i think - uselessly and oop-ly. FOCUS, dammit!
here i am at the crossroads once again... will i ever satisfy this self-improvement project? or will i simply talk more think less...
that is, unfortunately, only the second half of the problem. talking less is really nothing compared to thinking more. what is thinking more? in purely quantifiable terms, thinking in greater variety and integrating oops (out-of-points) into the thought process would qualify as thinking more. but of course, that's more like thinking uselessly more. and i had just shown you how i think - uselessly and oop-ly. FOCUS, dammit!
here i am at the crossroads once again... will i ever satisfy this self-improvement project? or will i simply talk more think less...
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
ass club
what is ass club? well it's actually arts and social sciences club, but nobody really cares or has enough energy to spell it out, so ass club really works just fine.
what do we do in ass club? typically, crack loadsa lame jokes abt each other, decide how next to act cool, and never actually setting down to real serious work for the faculty. well hey, just take a look at what they have "achieved" so far. what the hell is the point of having an ass club anyway. it's little more than having a freakshow union which we have to pay $40 every sem for.
why do ppl join ass club? simple. cca points, babes and hunks, platform for posing. represent the faculty? WHOA. we're ass club, not champions of civil society. organise activities for the faculty? sure! as long as we earn something more than experience out of it! showcase our talents? yeah. just like posing.
and why do i bother to type all this? i'm a lame-ass flamer who's gotten kinda sick of it all. ass club has some really great ppl, but the club is really just assinine.
what do we do in ass club? typically, crack loadsa lame jokes abt each other, decide how next to act cool, and never actually setting down to real serious work for the faculty. well hey, just take a look at what they have "achieved" so far. what the hell is the point of having an ass club anyway. it's little more than having a freakshow union which we have to pay $40 every sem for.
why do ppl join ass club? simple. cca points, babes and hunks, platform for posing. represent the faculty? WHOA. we're ass club, not champions of civil society. organise activities for the faculty? sure! as long as we earn something more than experience out of it! showcase our talents? yeah. just like posing.
and why do i bother to type all this? i'm a lame-ass flamer who's gotten kinda sick of it all. ass club has some really great ppl, but the club is really just assinine.
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