thoughtshowerings

Here's an interesting question I have. If you can re-plan your life, if you can re-live it, with all possible resources given, financially or not. How would you choose to live it? What job would you have? Where would you live? What would you do in your spare time? I often make these little plans at the back of my head when I have nothing to do. Like on a hot night where I cannot seem to get to sleep no matter what position I adopt. On my tummy, on my side, kneeling, various exotic poses. So I think about all these plans I have. Drawing them out in my head, down to the minute details. Who knows? Maybe it will come true? So here's roughly how my "alternate" life goes. 1) I will want to open a restaurant/eatery/bistro in the sea. Like a glass house eatery that has a wooden boardwalk that extends from the beach to the sea. Its glass everywhere, from walls to the ceilings to the flooring. 2) It will have an indoor and outdoor dining option. Outdoor: From the glass hut, yo...

Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square hole. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do. -Apple Computer Inc.

Manifesto for Bad Music Bad music is pure and virginal, forever bridesmaid to good music. Bad music makes good music look good. It is selfless and sacrificial. As such, bad music is a companion of the highest order. It will always be there for you, forever and a day. We can always laugh with bad music, and unlike many friends, we can even laugh at it. It is not proud, it is not easily angered. Bad music is unfailing in its faithfulness. As we have been told time after time, it will be there with you, until the end of the world. It will not think you are too fat or stupid. Bad music is kind, bad music is patient. It keeps no records of wrongs. Unlike good music, bad music is devoid of irony, wholly unpretentious, pure and simple every time. It does not boast, it does not require you to "get" it. In spite of itself, bad music is useful, even potent, in its versatility. Play it at low volumes and it will facilitate conversations at a dinner party. Play it at sustained high volum...

New Favourite Singer! Adele-Rolling in The Deep. Please turn up speakers. Meant to be enjoyed near deafening volumes :) Check her out man!

This week hasnt been good, for my mental health at least. 1) Went out dinner with my BMT mates. Chatted and got to know how's everyone progressed so far two years on: A - Is on USP AL - Is going to UCLA to do Law S - Is going to Imperial to do Chemistry on a A*Star scholarship C - Is currently in Medical School J - Is on a bond free scholarship from Shanghai to do Chinese at Fudan U. D - Is going to do Medicine overseas So yes, I feel darn puny and small and dumb sitting with all of them. Choking me with all that smartness and effortless-ness. As well as talking about whether they should change their course to like Law or Medicine so that they can earn more money. I truly feel dumb. 2) Friend W, has unbelievably, signed on. Its a "she" by the way. Havent talked to her since after primary school. Stalked her on FB. haha. It gets pretty bored in office sometimes. She leads such a colourful life, visiting Egypt to see pyramids, going to Iceland to see the Northern Lights ...

Realized its been quite some time since I logged in an entry. Got to maintain my writings, not to let my writing skills degenerate! Started work already, how I got it was quite an interesting story. But that is for another time. I did not realize working was so tiring! Doing mostly typing, seated, fully air-conditioned and yet, I still feel drained. Snoozing while standing on the train, snoozing in front of my computer, thinking of my bed while having dinner. Guess I'm still not adjusted to this lifestyle yet, as opposed to sleeping till I wake up naturally. Still feeling slightly awkward during lunches, meetings and what nots. They seem friendly and distant at the same time, its confusing me. Wished there were more people around my age there in the office to balance out. I feel so young, so immature, so noob . Not a lot of relevant topics whatsoever with them. But then again, it feeds me. So I guess that is the trade off? But it saps time off from myself. No time to enjoy leisure...

朋友比情人更死心塌地 I had a sudden revelation on my way home yesterday. About best friends and bossom buddies. A best guy mate is like having a boyfriend 24/7 on call, not omni-present, but always around the corner, a phone call away. Never cheats on you, never feels that you are not putting enough into the relationship. Complains about you, but only to forgive you the very next moment. Cajoles you every time, doesnt matter if you werent feeling down, he just does it. Tells you things that probably isnt very nice to hear, but its the truth anyway. Is still your best guy mate even after you ignore him for a while. A best girl mate is also like having a girlfriend 24/7 on call. Dedicates her time solely to you when you are out together. Always stands on your side. Makes up for the lack of detail you have when getting something for someone else. Provides in-depth analyst on things that you probably are not very keen in knowing, but relieved to find out. They dont ask much in return, they dont care...