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Wednesday, January 19, 2011
@ 12:32 AM

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

I just felt so heavy for a moment, like the whole world is acting its weight on me(its just my bag with laptop) I can feel the fatigue everywhere, i could hear the prayers of my muscle, i could hear the prayers of my inner self telling me to rest. Maybe i need to learn that in order to win, one must learn to lose. In other words, in order to feel love again, i must learn to feel hurt?

DAMN this is just so boom bang wow phew so many thoughts running through me. I don't know what to do. What am i fighting for? I need a objective, a goal, something i can see, i can feel to spur me on. Whatever that thing is, just give me something that i will fight for. I wanna live my life better.



Thursday, January 13, 2011
@ 12:29 AM

read the story no matter u like or dun like ghost story...makes you glued to your chair till the last sentence!

Prior to joining a new company, this guy A was working at boat quay area.

In those tall building offices like UOB and such. His office was quite high up the level at least 30 and above. Normally he will have to stay back for OT and in the evening, all the lifts will be stopped due to security reasons. Whenever he wanted to leave, he will need to call the old security uncle to activate the lift from ground floor to his level.

Then the uncle will send the lift up..

After sometime, he left the company and joined another place where his office also very high up in the building. Hence if do OT, also need to call uncle to send lift up. Then it came the day that he's working OT for the first time at the new place. He stayed back till 12 plus am and When he's about to leave, he called the security uncle to send the lift up. After packing up he went to the lobby to wait for the lift.

He waited and waited. 10 mins passed, Lift not up. He waited for another 10 mins and call the security uncle. S denotes security here.

A: Hello Uncle ah, have you send the lift up?

S: Yeah sent liao.

A: No leh I been waiting for 20 mins liao leh

S: No meh? okie okie I send again.

Another 5 minutes went by. No lift came up. The guy got worried. He's the last person to leave and there's no one around. He called the uncle on his handphone again.

A: Er... Uncle ah, you sure you sent the lift up?

S: Yeah I sent it up twice liao leh.

A: But I saw the lifts all on the first floor leh!

S: Aiyoh. Nevermind. I take the lift up and look for you.

Again, A waited. 5 minutes passed but none of the lift are moving. Then suddenly, his hp ring. The uncle voice was on the other side of the line sounding very weird.

S: Where are you? I am here. But I cannot find you.

All this while A was staring at the display of the lifts. All at level 1..... and the uncle is here.... shit something is not right.

A straight away chiong to the stairs and dashed down the building...

When he reached ground level, he chiong to the security counter and he found out that....

.....

......

.....

He had actually called the old security uncle in the building of his ex-company and not the security uncle of his new office -_-



Thursday, January 6, 2011
@ 4:04 PM

Well its been a cold turkey moment for the past months. I've been trying real hard to drop something off my mind. Till now i can only say i almost done it? However i just cant do it anyhow. Things i did to try to keep myself occupied recently are to go party. 2 days in a row to St. james, malaysia trip with my secondary school band, Beach party countdown.

Most of the times i just ask myself, where are my friends when i need them? once in awhile they drop by in my life at the right time, but on most of the time, i can't find a friend to talk to. Lying on my bed staring at a object without much motivation for anything.

1 meal a day is part of parcel of my recent lives as all i do is nua at home doing nothing but gaming and staring into the air. You guys should know how i eat if i am in a good mood. I can eat like 3 meal a day $10 each. must make sure my tummy come out bloated.

few times i have friends who stay in seng kang and we will send them home and will pass by that place. I would go to the places which holds memories and stare into the unit located at the 5th floor. I wish that we can still be friends. Let all the unhappy events and memories be forgotten.

its 2011 and it just didn't start off right, with troubles and commotions all around me. It just screwed up my new year mood. I still looking for a way out of this vortex.


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Singapore Polytechnic Aeronautical Engineering
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