Nothing escapes her observation.
That's why I love her.
And I'm glad.
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Friday, March 30, 2007
Nearly Missed a Near Miss
This is the story of how I almost became Fie Fie’s fish (rest its soul).
I was on my way back after selling my Nokia 512MB memory card to a buyer at Paya Lebar’s Tanjong Katong Complex, slightly flustered after the buyer texted and threatened to cancel the deal if I did not arrive in 5 minutes. He turned out to be a nice person, just that he could not reach me while I was in the train (5 missed calls because the ringing was soft and some calls got dropped in the tunnel).
Happy with closing the deal all the same, I began to cross the road to Paya Lebar MRT to take the train back. It was the green man for the pedestrians, and a turning bus just powered by me rather quickly for its size. Unfazed, I carried on walking towards the other side.
Then, a Hyundai car with license plate SFPxxxx started turning at the lane beside the bus. Thinking it would stop for me, I carried on walking though I kept it in the corner of my eye just in case. I was wearing black after all. Suddenly, instead of slowing down, the car hit the turn at accelerating speed. Momentarily stunned by the driver’s stunt, I utilized the 9.2s shuttle run faculty and dashed for dear life, the car missing me by a hair’s length.
The driver noticed me only when I started dashing to safety, but he initially swerved in the direction of my path forward, almost cutting me off, before turning the steering wheel the other way. He did an emergency brake and raised his right hand apologetically, looking in his right wing mirror.
Shaken but not stirred, I glared back at him through his wing mirror for a full second before completing mission “cross the road without getting killed”.
So the next video dedication is especially for the driver of this vehicle: though I wonder how you got your paws on a driving license, I must thank you for you have prepared me for the perils of the world outside well. But it takes more than that to give me a heart attack.
Side note to Alvin – nope, the 拜拜 didn’t work. Unless we see it from another angle, that at least I’m still standing here.
(Really) useless muse of the day: As an act of bravado towards questioning the true value of tertiary education today, and in the ultimate marriage between mockery and irony, I can now be reached at wth(at)nus.edu.sg. This email address embodies how come project work takes up such a significant portion of grades to simulate how the world outside works, but yet people outside work for the money while there is no motivation here for some to play their part. My point exactly, Wong Tai Hang can be found in the National University of Singapore!
I was on my way back after selling my Nokia 512MB memory card to a buyer at Paya Lebar’s Tanjong Katong Complex, slightly flustered after the buyer texted and threatened to cancel the deal if I did not arrive in 5 minutes. He turned out to be a nice person, just that he could not reach me while I was in the train (5 missed calls because the ringing was soft and some calls got dropped in the tunnel).
Happy with closing the deal all the same, I began to cross the road to Paya Lebar MRT to take the train back. It was the green man for the pedestrians, and a turning bus just powered by me rather quickly for its size. Unfazed, I carried on walking towards the other side.
Then, a Hyundai car with license plate SFPxxxx started turning at the lane beside the bus. Thinking it would stop for me, I carried on walking though I kept it in the corner of my eye just in case. I was wearing black after all. Suddenly, instead of slowing down, the car hit the turn at accelerating speed. Momentarily stunned by the driver’s stunt, I utilized the 9.2s shuttle run faculty and dashed for dear life, the car missing me by a hair’s length.
The driver noticed me only when I started dashing to safety, but he initially swerved in the direction of my path forward, almost cutting me off, before turning the steering wheel the other way. He did an emergency brake and raised his right hand apologetically, looking in his right wing mirror.
Shaken but not stirred, I glared back at him through his wing mirror for a full second before completing mission “cross the road without getting killed”.
So the next video dedication is especially for the driver of this vehicle: though I wonder how you got your paws on a driving license, I must thank you for you have prepared me for the perils of the world outside well. But it takes more than that to give me a heart attack.
Side note to Alvin – nope, the 拜拜 didn’t work. Unless we see it from another angle, that at least I’m still standing here.
(Really) useless muse of the day: As an act of bravado towards questioning the true value of tertiary education today, and in the ultimate marriage between mockery and irony, I can now be reached at wth(at)nus.edu.sg. This email address embodies how come project work takes up such a significant portion of grades to simulate how the world outside works, but yet people outside work for the money while there is no motivation here for some to play their part. My point exactly, Wong Tai Hang can be found in the National University of Singapore!
Thursday, March 29, 2007
The "Me" Generation
What the news says - college students, compared to those 20 years ago, are more self-centred, have high expectations and are not prepared to put in effort. It is said that relationships would last for shorter periods of time but the emotions felt are more true. This is attributed partly to the reason that they have to grow up faster.
They are said to react violently to criticisms too.
Well said. But then again, I realise that what score in university are criticisms. Just merely supporting the status quo doesn't seem to go down well. It gets you by, but it just doesn't score well. The more controversial and debatable, the better. In a way, we have to criticize others' work and during presentations, defend others' criticisms of our own work. Since we know there's no such thing as a perfect project, there'll always be weak spots to attack. And compared to last time, there may have been much more tried and tested roads for honours theses and project topics. Maybe that explains why the aggression and stress current undergrads feel, the need to be original but yet also be stuck "referring" to older pieces of work. There's only so many times you can redo and review and refine a research topic.
So don't fret if you're not doing well. You're probably too nice a person to criticize. Like me ^^!
They are said to react violently to criticisms too.
Well said. But then again, I realise that what score in university are criticisms. Just merely supporting the status quo doesn't seem to go down well. It gets you by, but it just doesn't score well. The more controversial and debatable, the better. In a way, we have to criticize others' work and during presentations, defend others' criticisms of our own work. Since we know there's no such thing as a perfect project, there'll always be weak spots to attack. And compared to last time, there may have been much more tried and tested roads for honours theses and project topics. Maybe that explains why the aggression and stress current undergrads feel, the need to be original but yet also be stuck "referring" to older pieces of work. There's only so many times you can redo and review and refine a research topic.
So don't fret if you're not doing well. You're probably too nice a person to criticize. Like me ^^!
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Why
点解世界上有哩挺人嘅, 做project好似冇佢份o甘.
I will survive this semester because i have what it takes. I grow stronger with every challenge that's put in front of me. What does not kill me makes me stronger.
Chong Hao and I are like the only ones awake at this hour of the day/nite/darkside/fill-in-the-blank. This should be my hysterical laughing period. But I find it hard to laugh at this point of time. Not because I've lost the optimism.
Some one will be saying "I checked with SingTel to confirm my bill for this month" *wink
算喇. 等天修. 不过如果杀人唔驶坐监, 子弹唔贵嘅话...
I will survive this semester because i have what it takes. I grow stronger with every challenge that's put in front of me. What does not kill me makes me stronger.
Chong Hao and I are like the only ones awake at this hour of the day/nite/darkside/fill-in-the-blank. This should be my hysterical laughing period. But I find it hard to laugh at this point of time. Not because I've lost the optimism.
Some one will be saying "I checked with SingTel to confirm my bill for this month" *wink
算喇. 等天修. 不过如果杀人唔驶坐监, 子弹唔贵嘅话...
Monday, March 26, 2007
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