Well well.
Saturday has been quite interesting for the mere fact that I went to watch a super late night/early morn movie with a stranger. This stranger was 'introduced' to me by my parent, because a friend of the parent was being oh so very concerned about the stranger. Better still, the parent's friend apparently gave the stranger an image that I am tall, handsome, filial, nice, has never been in a relationship, computer engineering graduate and others. Slept the morning/afternoon away after that and missed a soccer game. Feh.
First, I am bloody pissed at the fact that there is this oh so concerned parent's friend. Second, I am amused by the description of me. I mean, seriously, the stranger said I was marketed well by the parent's friend each time they talked.. Watched the movie 'Dead Silence', where dolls are vessels of Mary Shaw, a dead puppeteer cum puppet with powers to rip people's tongues out. Qn. However did she create the perfect doll??
On other matters, I am off to Jakarta this coming week. Yeah, I will be going to Southeast Asia's best country in terms of economic and social stability, excluding Burma/Myanmar and maybe Thailand, you take your pick.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Dinner with NUS
Alumni that is.
On friday of which I enjoyed the company oh so much. :) Ate quite a hearty meal, which I can't wait to repeat. Heh. Funny moments all around..
Didn't get to play sports with Sensei. I am saddened. A little.
Chatted with the person on Msn. It's quite disturbing the talk, on how that person actually feels now. *Shrugs
Too tired to post anything much.
On friday of which I enjoyed the company oh so much. :) Ate quite a hearty meal, which I can't wait to repeat. Heh. Funny moments all around..
Didn't get to play sports with Sensei. I am saddened. A little.
Chatted with the person on Msn. It's quite disturbing the talk, on how that person actually feels now. *Shrugs
Too tired to post anything much.
Friday, August 24, 2007
The food war.
Location. South East Asia
There was a war which occurred, a long time ago, if you are currently a baby. It happened in the 1960s, where the thought of separation riddled the minds of some. It was all about food.
Legend has it that there will be a war over the famed Fried Flour, but few believed as the Fried Flour was well liked by all. No one could believe that a war would break out with such a delicacy. Fried Flour was enjoyed by all in its various forms, which included banana, eggs, onions and even chocolate.
But amidst it all, was an undercurrent of change. One man, Leotourist, wanted it to be different. As the king, he believed that for the nation to ensure its survival, it had to appeal to the foreign sector, and must make full use of the famous food. Fried flour was delicious, but the name, disappointing. It did not capture the imagination of many, nor did it resonate in terms of syllables, as some thought it was a two syllable word, and others three. He decided. He would make the dish have a two syllable word. He would call it, Prata.
He consulted the Elders, but the Elders were adamant that the name should stay, as Fried Flour, but if Leotourist really wanted to a change, they were all right with Canai, as it too is a two syllable word. Disappointed, Leotourist, dashed out crying.
Taking a few like-minded fellows along with him, the war between Prata and Canai erupted. Never were the odds more stacked, well, they had asymetrical warfare. A phrase "Tonight we dine in hell...", was used by Leotourist, which summed up the whole nature of the conflict.
The war ended with a truce, where what remained of the fellowship of the Prata were consigned to a southern province which later gained independence from the Canai peninsular. Even till today, between the two nations, the terms "Prata" and "Canai" is used to describe the same Fried Flour, evoking memories that are non too delicious.
There was a war which occurred, a long time ago, if you are currently a baby. It happened in the 1960s, where the thought of separation riddled the minds of some. It was all about food.
Legend has it that there will be a war over the famed Fried Flour, but few believed as the Fried Flour was well liked by all. No one could believe that a war would break out with such a delicacy. Fried Flour was enjoyed by all in its various forms, which included banana, eggs, onions and even chocolate.
But amidst it all, was an undercurrent of change. One man, Leotourist, wanted it to be different. As the king, he believed that for the nation to ensure its survival, it had to appeal to the foreign sector, and must make full use of the famous food. Fried flour was delicious, but the name, disappointing. It did not capture the imagination of many, nor did it resonate in terms of syllables, as some thought it was a two syllable word, and others three. He decided. He would make the dish have a two syllable word. He would call it, Prata.
He consulted the Elders, but the Elders were adamant that the name should stay, as Fried Flour, but if Leotourist really wanted to a change, they were all right with Canai, as it too is a two syllable word. Disappointed, Leotourist, dashed out crying.
Taking a few like-minded fellows along with him, the war between Prata and Canai erupted. Never were the odds more stacked, well, they had asymetrical warfare. A phrase "Tonight we dine in hell...", was used by Leotourist, which summed up the whole nature of the conflict.
The war ended with a truce, where what remained of the fellowship of the Prata were consigned to a southern province which later gained independence from the Canai peninsular. Even till today, between the two nations, the terms "Prata" and "Canai" is used to describe the same Fried Flour, evoking memories that are non too delicious.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Quarter-Life Crisis
Quarter-Life Crisis
People supposedly suffer from mid-life crisis, when they approach their mid-life age median. Today, we look at the phenomenon that is rarely discussed, through a process of going native, undercover, that which is called... quarter-life crisis.
Quarter-life crisis is akin to mid-life crisis except that it attacks when one is young-ish(er). I have personally felt the swath of pressure and mental confusion that it inflicts. (Either that or I've been bitten by some mad cow.)
Existential pondering; wondering about the quality of life, something which makes people think you are either a) a suicidal person or b) a prone to terror ideology person. The latter could be justifiable as being a terror-ist would make one have an existential purpose although the quality of life won't count for anything with one's body parts being in different places at the same time. This is usually then overcome by using the oft-mentioned phrase, virgins await you in heaven.
For those who are worrying if being a terror-ist is an option for this pseudo-journalist, fear not. That option, is out of the question. Having limbs shorn from the body with an explosion is not the way to go away from this world, even if it's a blast.
tbc .
People supposedly suffer from mid-life crisis, when they approach their mid-life age median. Today, we look at the phenomenon that is rarely discussed, through a process of going native, undercover, that which is called... quarter-life crisis.
Quarter-life crisis is akin to mid-life crisis except that it attacks when one is young-ish(er). I have personally felt the swath of pressure and mental confusion that it inflicts. (Either that or I've been bitten by some mad cow.)
Existential pondering; wondering about the quality of life, something which makes people think you are either a) a suicidal person or b) a prone to terror ideology person. The latter could be justifiable as being a terror-ist would make one have an existential purpose although the quality of life won't count for anything with one's body parts being in different places at the same time. This is usually then overcome by using the oft-mentioned phrase, virgins await you in heaven.
For those who are worrying if being a terror-ist is an option for this pseudo-journalist, fear not. That option, is out of the question. Having limbs shorn from the body with an explosion is not the way to go away from this world, even if it's a blast.
tbc .
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Same Old Brand New You?
Today, I just had an epiphany. Well, actually not me but a certain someone. Apparently this certain someone just realised and now regrets the decision that was made by this certain someone. Haha! And feels ashamed for what had transpired during the relationship back then, and on how I was treated. Looks like my sisters were right. I have been Vindicated. With a capital V.
Well lookie, on the back burner.. It's a pot, filled with porridge. My my.. As a saying goes; the rice has turned into porridge. I await the electronic letter that is purportedly going to arrive any time soon..
I am not an evil man (but nice man) therefore I shall read and digest first. Won't gloat. My life was changed immeasurably by this..
On another note, I skipped my class due to circumstance. Been 3 weeks of non-availability, and boy has my language skills deteriorated, what's left of it. I thank my teacher for allowing me chances to keep up somewhat with the class. You're the best teacher I have! :) Wakaka.
And hummm, maybe I have a crush on my teacher.. <3
My immersion trip has hit a road bump. Apparently the temperature reaches 40C on some days and I have been advised to rethink of my decision to travel there for now. To change it to late September when it has cooled down a tad. Zzz... Anyhoo, I shall see how, there's still time to change the travel dates, and accomodation. Sigh..
Hallo!! My blog!! You have been revived!!
Well lookie, on the back burner.. It's a pot, filled with porridge. My my.. As a saying goes; the rice has turned into porridge. I await the electronic letter that is purportedly going to arrive any time soon..
I am not an evil man (but nice man) therefore I shall read and digest first. Won't gloat. My life was changed immeasurably by this..
On another note, I skipped my class due to circumstance. Been 3 weeks of non-availability, and boy has my language skills deteriorated, what's left of it. I thank my teacher for allowing me chances to keep up somewhat with the class. You're the best teacher I have! :) Wakaka.
And hummm, maybe I have a crush on my teacher.. <3
My immersion trip has hit a road bump. Apparently the temperature reaches 40C on some days and I have been advised to rethink of my decision to travel there for now. To change it to late September when it has cooled down a tad. Zzz... Anyhoo, I shall see how, there's still time to change the travel dates, and accomodation. Sigh..
Hallo!! My blog!! You have been revived!!
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