Thursday, January 31, 2008
entirety syndrome
What does it mean?
Is it important?
Should I care?
Should I say anything?
Why would I?
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Wednesday, January 30, 2008
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crappy mouse.
can't wait for a new one.
so mengeramkan...
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Sunday, January 27, 2008
produce
.Continued from my previous desert story.
Biggs didn't seem particularly normal that day, and to me, he's just acting up on nothing. In the desert, you can see the sandstorms coming, or whatever that may be of any threat to such traveling groups. Still, he's making a fuss over nothing, refusing to eat the dried dates and desert fruits that we brought along, and not listening to the commands it's trained to obey.
Well, so we had to find a place to rest.
The desert isn't so much so a pure sand desert, although most of it is, the path us traders usually take tends to be along the rock protrusions scattered along the deserts. No doubt it does slow us down, but when on foot, and in the sand deserts without any guide or features for direction, it's easy to get lost. And there's shade, and shelter from the sandstorms.
Perhaps it could be said it's like island hopping, only we're moving from one cluster of rocks to another for rest at night, traveling the desert sands in between during the day.
Biggs seemed adamant of not leaving our current reststop, and even after much coaxing, it remained stationary. Not particularly good behavior, or maybe it's taking advantage of the attention I lavish it every now and then.
Still, after a while we just go tired of trying and decided to just rest another day before moving on. With it, at least it'll quell the porters superstition of traveling when the animals aren't happy. Well, I didn't know they were superstitious to begin with, until one of them told me after I decided to rest another day.
Bleh, good men are hard to find.
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Saturday, January 26, 2008
It's the january season
January is a very interesting month. I've personally liked January, not only because it's my birthday month, but for other reasons as well. It's the beginning of the year, a time of new starts, a new environment, new things, new friends, and usually, a new semester.
January, to me, has always been a time to let some people go, for them to move on and ahead, and most importantly for me, to move on and let myself go. It's the time when the world seems so vast, so full of hope, and one realizes that after all, we're just beginning our lives in the world, barely even making a scratch to affect our own lives.
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XD fuck now i wanna sing more often.
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Friday, January 25, 2008
Lawl
Went out with JW and Jason today. Nice to meet them again, after so long.
Hopefully once yz's exams are over we can go again. XD
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XD
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Thursday, January 24, 2008
What a rather twisted world we live in
well, internet went down, and back up again, and i've been replaying some games to enjoy the full extent of the story. Kinda made me feel like writing all over again, so here goes.
it's a magic-fantasy story, sorta. (partial borrowings from a few other stories)
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Desert. A land where countless grains of sands call home, a blanket of yellowish orange as far as visible to these desert dried eyes. It'll be all I see for the next 2 weeks, hopefully, that's how long it'll take to travel through these lands relying on these 4 legged creatures, known to locals as giant armadillos.
GIANT ARMADILLOS! The people that lives on the desert borders, the locals, or as I like to call them, the herdsmen, must really haven't seen an armadillo. It doesn't have horns! This, has horns the size of a human arm on them!
Never mind the uneducated herdsmen, they're probably haven't traveled much in the old world. I've got 4 of these, giants. And I named every one of them. The biggest one, is Biggs. Well, it's not particularly creative for a name, but yeah, it's a name. The smallest is Smiley. At first I had other names for it, but one of my porters told me the spots, the patterns on it's head looked like a human smiley face.
Not exactly a nice name, but at least you'd recognize the who it is. The other 2, Crikey and Moany, well, I just gave them names cause it won't do them justice if I left them out, but frankly, I like Biggs the most.
These giant creatures can carry 4 men with supplies, or 2 men with a full load of 6 kegs of whatever wares and items, and if I were to put it, they're more like desert elephants, monstrous and a towering presence in the shifting sands of the deserts, and these creatures' wide feet gives them a significant advantage over any other creature in these lands, whilst others would sink into the sands, they wouldn't.
But they pale in comparison to the desert ships of the old world, legendary in the vast middle-land deserts back then, and my two weeks journey would take a mere 3 days, if one found favor with the gods of the desert winds. Nations border deserts became powerful, rich because of these desert fleets.
Ah. It was a very great period. But...
Gone.
All the technology, the knowledge needed, lost when that dark day came 5 years ago, laying waste to the old world. Many didn't make it through to the portals, many never even knew it was coming.
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Sunday, January 20, 2008
i'll take a looooong long nap
Woke up today to a strange dream. Never mind that, but it's really been a while since I last dreamed about something, and I wonder whether it's good. Never mind that dream.
Today our P7 class is in audi 7. Well, it's an auditorium fit for 200, and instead there's only 20 of us, lecturer included. So.. freeze. ><
Well.. er, mom washing the shirt, so i'll wear in on wednesday, k? (or one of those days)
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Hahha
I"m 20. Owh crap I feel old.
Hahaha, thanks for the gifts and lunch.
^_^
Anyway, I'll be having class later. Ciaoz.
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Friday, January 18, 2008
ARGH
Something's strangely wrong with the company's 2005 financial statements. SO INCONSISTENT with it's 2006 statements. ><><
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Thursday, January 17, 2008
Laguerra Del Mundo
World's apart, but not apart.
Having a part, but not a part.
(just feeling a little poetic, generally happens once in a while)
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Generally hovering between ecstasy and abrupt emoness, so can't say much.
On the other hand, I am,
Having a part, but not a part.
(just feeling a little poetic, generally happens once in a while)
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Generally hovering between ecstasy and abrupt emoness, so can't say much.
On the other hand, I am,
1)Quite frustrated at the lack of information available for a meaningful analysis in OBU.
2)Thinking of whether to just screw my own life up and go take up lessons.
3)Fucking emo over the fact that my com bloody stinks.
4) Wishes I never took this goddamned course, but knowing I won't really do anything about it.
5) happy that I am happy.
6) OBU OBU OBU OBU OBU. Little details given on associate's performance. ><
7) Thinks that election is coming.
2)Thinking of whether to just screw my own life up and go take up lessons.
3)Fucking emo over the fact that my com bloody stinks.
4) Wishes I never took this goddamned course, but knowing I won't really do anything about it.
5) happy that I am happy.
6) OBU OBU OBU OBU OBU. Little details given on associate's performance. ><
7) Thinks that election is coming.
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Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Work work
I don't get some ppl. Why so obsessed with working?
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Sunday, January 13, 2008
Lk4-5
There he goes again, demanding I study.
Alright then. I will. But don't expect me to be productive.
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Saturday, January 12, 2008
I think I said this before.
I think I said this before. I don't quite recall when but there's a faint memory of something like this being said, or maybe it's something similar, that I once made a remark on. I don't quite know, and sometimes, I wonder whether I want to know.
It's been quite some time, although it's only 3 days. 3 days is eternity when life moves slow and aimlessly, and yes, I suppose we are quite a purposeless generation, on that I cannot disagree with you, and yes we replace that with a simple remark known as boredom. I wonder, whether this is good for the future, and in many ways I doubt it would be.
Ah I sound like I have my head in the high heavens again, so never mind, let's forget that topic.
Life in the new year? There is no life. I come home every day to parents that can't keep their mouth shut and let me be. A life that one have to wonder what to do the next minute, because there's nothing interesting in their life.
Ah shit there I go again. Do I always sound like that? Forcing my opinion on others?
Never mind, never mind. I sound quite emo, don't I?
Well, the new semester began about a week ago, on 3rd, marking the beginning of what I hope would be the last of my ACCA days, and perhaps it hits me, that I should enjoy my life as an ACCA student before I get thrown into the world of work.
So yeah, it's not everyday I get to scream. This blog, is a place to scream. I hate it when my parents ask me to study. They don't understand that there's nothing much to be gained from studying. Studying is to remember, doesn't help much for what you know, because it's not new to you. They don't understand that what a person needs to be a better person, is to gain a worldly insight to things, a broad range of knowledge from arts to science to politics, so he could carry himself better.
It's not much of a matter of knowledge in this world anymore. It's a matter of confidence and communication, a matter of leadership and control. In a world with ever increasing population, the need for ability to do declines, and is replaced by the need to lead and communicate, to project confidence in others.
Going out, one realizes the extent of one's shortcomings, one's lacking in knowledge and depth of experience, that there's no really core substance to rely on.
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It's kinda like going to be the lowest apex of the wave right now, so pardon my emo-ness. In a few more days it'll hit rock bottom. (I got this chart thing that goes... called biorhythm or something) I don't quite believe in it, but it's a plausible, though not very logical assumption. Then again, if one takes such thing to heart, (similarly, horoscopes), they become a self fulfilling prophecy. You become what you believe you are.
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Ignorance is bliss, and a good defense.
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Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Prevailing Market Rates
Diversity breeds conflict.
Does it?
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Monday, January 07, 2008
7hangover
Is it just me, or I can't seem to wrap all my dates around 2008 yet. It's like.... write day, month, year... 2007. ><><
When I see dates, it's almost as if the brain super-imposes the figure 2007 at the end. Feels like problems adjusting to things you taken for granted for quite a while, and I dunno, it's like a part of me doesn't want to admit it's 2008 already. Darn.
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Sunday, January 06, 2008
Icecrashing
Probably the lines are running crazy, but somehow, my streamyx is showing temper tantrums at the time when I most don't want it to, kinda reminds me of Murphy's law, 'Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong.'
Anyway, the first of many P7 classes begins today, and to think I'll have class this 10th, a holiday. Hmm~ The class was 'large', about 10-15 students 'crammed' into Audi 1, and it was so 'noisy' you could here the breathing of the person 3 rows in front of you.
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I'm kidding on the last one.
I kinda realize I'm trying to hard to be funny or something to that sort, and perhaps I am. And like how they usually say, the harder you try, the harder you hit the wall. >< Okay fine, I made that up, that's a twist to the usual one.
Well, anyway I think I'm going off course, so to reverse the derailment of this post, let's go back to the topic of P7. Sitting in that class, at that very moment, reminds me of sitting in a funeral, everyone quiet, with slightly audible murmurs in the distance (they're just somewhere nearby, but for storytelling's sake, just ignore the facts)
It's as if there's a thousand eyes watching you, every move you take, everything you do, every pimple on your face, and my god, it's soooooo stress. And totally not fun. Everyone's so tensed up, their breathing heavy and shifting their butt around the brown, and terribly uncomfortable piece of plank.
I'm exaggerating, but yeah, that's about how it felt to sit in a class full of foreign faces... Well, not really that foreign, I know 4 of them, and seen some of the rest, but the setting is too formal and strict for such a small group. Pity pity, I'm sure no one would want to face 15 expressionless mummies for 3 hours and a scholar in front trying to transmit some weird knowledge through hieroglyphics.
Wait. I don't understand what you just wrote.
Er.. I don't either.
You know, it amazes me that, the more you know, it's quite often you end up speaking less. It's almost as if, you learnt all that knowledge so that you could shut yourself up. There's a quote that goes, the more you know, the more you realize how little you know, and the more you realize how stupid you sound.
So, after thinking it through and considering all sides of the issue, I decide I'm just gonna shut up.
You know, a lot of the things we've said, if we actually thought about it, is actually quite pointless. Which leads to the next question, why do we say it then?
To borrow a typical answer.
Cos lidat lor.
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Saturday, January 05, 2008
Considering statistical data.
Well, hi.
Anyway, er... nothing significant happenings lately, class started, ie, I now have classes 6 days a week, although it's quite light, seeing only about 3-6 hours a day. Nothing like the 12 hour marathons I had to endure the sem before this.
Yeah. That's about it. XD
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Thursday, January 03, 2008
Neighboorhood
I'm inclined to blog but somehow, after dinner, kinda lost the 'idea'. >< Argh you fickle things.
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Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Droolworthy cars.
Fiat 500 circular center panel with overlapping tacho/speedo *drool*
Jag XF startup procedure *drool*
Lambo Reventon flight mode and liquid display. *drool*
Aston. *drool*
>< top gear is bad. corrupts my standards on car quality.
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