Wednesday, March 31, 2004
why is it we're so rarely content with what we have?weiming at 9:54 PM
Tuesday, March 30, 2004
training to be soldiers, fight for our landonce in our lives, 2 years of our time
have you ever wondered, why must we serve
because we love our land, and we want it to be free to be freeeee-ah!
it's 6:03 in the morning, and i've not gone to bed yet. for what reason?
because we love our land, and we want it to be free to be freeeee-ah!
so anyway. sheesh. if you think you've got crappy working hours think again. i've been up since 8 in the morning. oh well.
we do it for our nation, do it for our singaporeeee-ah!
weiming at 6:02 AM
Monday, March 29, 2004
Sir Alex Ferguson conceded the title to Arsenal after blasting referee Graham Poll for crumbling under pressure.... He was like a husband caught with his trousers down desperately searching for excuses....-the Daily Star, 290304
hohoho.
(about an hour since i started this post.)
wtf. ok mildly pissed off because some of my specialists just screwed up something for me. grrr. it sucks when people help you screw things up. especially important things. i honestly dont really mind if my specs are a little laid back, but if they consistently dont get the job done, they dont deserve their rank or appointment. grrr.
guess i have nothing much else to write about other than that i've got a headache.
oh and i realise that i've got a really guailan person hiding inside me, just waiting to burst out. just that it only appears when i'm pissed off, which certainly takes some doing.
ok i shall go off somewhere to simmer. maybe i'll write more later.
weiming at 5:29 PM
Sunday, March 28, 2004
ok first things first. happy birthday jac! well it's not yet time but i better say it before i forget. heh. ok i know that i have something to write about just that now that i've actually reached the computer i've conveniently forgotten everything, as is what usually happens.ok i think i remember. got summoned down to ref another inter-formation rugby match next tuesday. damn. i kinda hate refereeing. for those of you sportsmen and sportswomen out there, i know how much you hate referees too. i can feel the infuriation towards me boiling over everytime i ref a match. mind you i'm trained and pretty much qualified as a ref, on my way to getting my certification, but trust me, it's no easy job. i think i was better off being clueless. the amount of stress put on you is pretty darn mind-boggling. and the number of things you have to take note at all at one time pretty much assumes that you have about 7 eyes and 2 brains. well maybe not the case for soccer, where everything's pretty much clear cut, but i'm sure many other games also have about 29482746 rules and 423298 hand signs to accompany all the various infringements, all for the referee to remember. the number of people trying to do your work, making comments at you, trying to influence you, is sheer irritation. so next time a ref gives you a pissed-off look and a finger to his/her lips, he really does feel like murdering you. anyway, so now that i appreciate how much stress referees are put under, i can finally emphatise with them. however. i do also know that the more comments i make at him, the more confused he is, especially if he's amateur. dont tell anyone i said that though.
weiming at 9:49 PM
Saturday, March 27, 2004
hm. i wanted to post up some good videos, but apparently free web hosting sucks all around so i cant get anything more than 1mb uploaded. too bad then. i'll figure out a way. anyways i'm pretty much dry on words these days. so blah to me. back to camp tomorrow morning. whoopee.anyway watched the eye 2. was aight, but not fabulous. shuqi, on the other hand, is hothothot. even though she looks pretty crappy in the movie most of the time. it's pretty unnerving how many people stare at you just because you're out with someone in a cast. i mean that's just an example, but isn't it odd how singaporeans like to stare at things? i'm not guilt-free myself, but i do try not to. you just have to be a little different from the rest and people stare at you like you're from another planet or something. and we gotta teach singaporeans to stand to one side on the escalator. and not to rush into mrt's the very same moment the doors open. just some pet peeves. at least it's better here than in hong kong. or so i heard.
weiming at 10:41 PM
ok now that that's done, i'm extremely bored. and slightly embarrassed. oh aint i cute.
i shall defend my choice of good music/sound quality as orgasm-worthy. well actually not much to say. other than that sounds/music really can touch me, i dont know why, maybe the years in band did it to me, but everytime i hear a good piece of music (as in real music, not the stuff you hear on perfect 10) i'll get goosebumps and stuff. if it's really good, then w00t. heh. ok nevermind. not much of a qualification from me. to each man his own eh?
weiming at 2:17 AM
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
it's pretty incredible how much you can learn about a person's life just through their handphone. of course people who keep like zero msgs in their inbox dont really have much of a life to show off *coughmecough*, or they're paranoid. those however, who have 156msgs in their inboxes do tend to have pretty interesting lives :).anyway, i was suddenly thinking about how different courtship must be nowadays as compared to say, 30 years ago. have you ever wondered how your dad courted your mum? now we have handphones, everyone's just an sms away, it's so easy. a little over 5 years ago, we had pagers, and even before that, we had IRC, which everyone was crazy about. communication is so easy now, it seems like we're getting more and more impersonal. previously, for one to tell another lovey-dovey stuff, he'd have to call and tell the person, or perhaps even in face. so much more sincere than what we have now, which consists of a bit of button mashing. it doesnt require so much thought to tell someone something, and perhaps this leads to a little less sincerity than before, where one certainly wouldnt go around telling everyone 'i love you' for fun. convenience, yes, ease of keeping in touch, yes. but at the expense of sincerity and the amount of meaning each message carries with it.
weiming at 7:22 PM
Heart of Gold
What is Your Heart REALLY Made of?
brought to you by Quizilla
hmm. perhaps, perhaps, perhaps eh.
-hides from flailing hands of tammy- hurhur.
weiming at 6:56 PM
Monday, March 22, 2004
you know, it's weird how fast we grow. before i've even realised it, suddenly all my friends are driving around in cars. there was a time when that was unthinkable. and also a time when people in university seemed so much older. a time when working life and adulthood seemed almost impossible to imagine. and yet, now everything's just about happened. it's amazing eh. my friends are in university, i'm halfway through ns life, just about everyone's driving, and half of them've probably already got themselves into accidents, driving into curbs and whatnot -ahemjaneahem-. some of course more than others *coughshencough*. before we know it we'll all be working. i cant imagine my friends working. heh. gosh.you know how when we were young we thought we'd never grow old, and we'd always want to be old and mature? now we're there, don't we all wish we were kids again. young and carefree. i certainly do. gosh i'm speaking like i'm on the brink of 40 or something.
tammy- abt your learning fast thing, you know, i've always thought i picked things up pretty quickly too. i mean, compared to many people i know, i tend to be more intuitive, and am usually able to guess my way through when trying something out. also i can sorta figure things out on my own. but then again, i never really build on that, perhaps either because i lose interest in things too quickly, or i'm just not cut out to excel at things.
weiming at 8:59 PM
Sunday, March 21, 2004
you know, i'm so tempted to replace my silence/a whisper/cacophony with no/1/many bouncing ping pong balls. heh. oh well just an idea.weiming at 10:22 PM
so what's there to be done in camp on a sunday? xbox, tv, vcd-watching, eating, sleeping, done it all today. so there's pingpong, which i realised recently i'm not so good at. but improving i am.
who out there believes that everyone has at least one thing that they really really excel in? as in not just good at, but really really excellent at doing. i've always wondered. because i've always seemed to myself to be a jack of all trades, master of none. i seem to be pretty good at things i do, and yet i've never been particularly outstanding at anything. sound familiar to many? but i've always felt that we were all born with some sort of talent, well perhaps some with more than others, but everyone definitely has something they'll excel in. well maybe you're not much of a sportsman, but you'd probably blow the socks off everyone with your flute-playing skills. or maybe you couldn't really ever do very well in your grades at school, but you'd kick anyone's ass at daytona. things like that, it could be a mundane, everyday thing, but everyone has something. and yet i've tried so hard to find my one talent to no avail.
but i'm still a believer, and i'm still trying my hand at lotsa new things. i've got lots of things on my to-learn list. dj-ing, breakdancing, skydiving, etc. lotsa things i'd probably never get to do, but some of which i'll prolly be able to in due time. for now, cycling's the in-thing for me, so i'll see how that goes.
or perhaps the world is unfair. people are born with multiple talents eg. international sportsmen, while others just get the short end of the stick.
comments, anyone?
so anyway, seems to me like this place is more for like random thoughts than my daily activities. guess that's because my daily activities add up to about zero interesting material. haha. ns life. woohoo.
weiming at 9:38 PM
Friday, March 19, 2004
hmm. apparently there's a place in malaysia called similanjau.no offence malaysians, but it's pretty damn funny. heh.
weiming at 8:50 PM
or tell you that
but if i didn't say it, well i'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that
i promise i'm not trying to make your life harder
or return to where we were
but i will go down with this ship
and i won't put my hands up in surrender
there will be no white flag above my door
i'm in love and always will be
i know i left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
and i caused nothing but trouble
i understand if you can't talk to me again
and if you live by the rules that "it's over"
then i'm sure that that makes sense
but i will go down with this ship
and i won't put my hands up in surrender
there will be no white flag above my door
i'm in love and always will be
and when we meet
which i'm sure we will
all i was then
will be there still
i'll let it pass
and hold my tongue
and you will think
that i've moved on
but i will go down with this ship
and i won't put my hands up in surrender
there will be no white flag above my door
i'm in love and always will be
white flag - dido
sunburn hurts. ow. you know, i need more interesting things in life. right now the only exciting things happening are like, someone bringing a camera into base. wowwee. or me getting a fever. whoopee. or, wait for this, my thigh getting scratched by the fingernails of some numbnut. amazing. but i guess sometimes boring just means nothing's wrong with my life. but then again not much is right either. hm. or maybe i'm just not making things happen. well. life of a nsf.
happiness. how does one really attain happiness? i've always wondered. does being content with all that one possesses really entail happiness? or do we have to work towards our ideals, only really being happy when we get what we want? i personally think one of the main flaws in man is that we are ever-wanting, never-satisfied. when we get something, we only want more. basically, we never have enough of something.
to be truly happy is when we stop wanting more from life, and learn to realise how our lives are already good enough. i often feel guilty when i realise how much i spend, and how much more i desire from life, when i consider the lives of some of my men. for many who've lived good lives, have friends that live good lives, they've never ventured out of that perfect world. well for me, even though i'd been in the interact club before, i'd never realised how many people actually led tough lives outside there. my men come from diverse levels of society, and it's amazing how much i've learnt from them, and how much i've been humbled by them. the world's far from perfect, and you've no idea how many people would give an arm or a leg for your life.
we need to start looking at life from a different perspective.we cant expect everything to be perfect. life's better than we think it is. time to accept it and start being happy. sure, there're always people who're better off, but why compare yourself with the best? if you always do, you'll never be happy. appreciate your own life.
as we flounder along this long journey we call life, it's best to stop once in a while and smell the roses. life aint so bad. start enjoying it.
"He is happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home."
-Johann von Goethe
weiming at 8:57 AM
Wednesday, March 17, 2004
i hate being sick. i'm rarely sick but when i'm sick it's always something big or it just happens at the wrong time. like the other time i didnt fall sick the whole school year, then when the hols started i conveniently had a 39+ degree fever for 2 weeks. or the time i had really bad food poisoning just before my a levels started. sucks huh. then again who likes being sick.to all the unbelievers on my tag board: not everything is true! just like how jac's the 'smartest' among her friends... heh. i just realised jac and tammy are both prisses. and yet both are so different. i think.
tammy: er. guess it's cuz you're prob the person i'm most in contact in nowadays. or something.
anyway like i said somewhere on tammy's blog, sometimes the results you get from personality tests arent true reflections of your real personality, but only what you portray --- or want --- yourself to be. well if you've got a few close pals who think it's true, then i guess you've got a good idea of who you really are. on the other hand, if no one agrees with the description, then you've seriously got to reevaluate yourself. either you're schizophrenic, or you just imagine yourself to be someone else, perhaps someone who you think would be more desirable, like me, or something. ;) or perhaps your friends just dont know you well enough.
anyway, anyone got any suggestions how i can improve my layout? how's my tagboard/links positioning? is my whole table too big? text too cramped? glow colour for links too gay?
oh my picture page is up, but with very few photos. will upload more when i have more time. also it's on a webshots album, not a proper nice page. will change that with time. i promise. my links page will come up once i decide on a nice, relatively ad-free webhost.
weiming at 2:26 PM
Monday, March 15, 2004
The Boy Next Door
Random Gentle Love Dreamer (RGLDm)
Kind, yearning, playful, you are The Boy Next Door. You're looking for real Love, a lot like girls do. It might not be manly, but it's sweet.
We think the next three years will be very exciting and fruitful ones for you. Your spontaneous, creative side makes you a charming date, and we think you have a horny side just waiting to shine. Or glisten, rather. You enter new relationships unusually hopeful, and the first moments are especially glorious. If you've had some things not work out before, so what.
On paper, most girls would name the Boy Next Door as their ideal mate. In the real world, however, you're often passed over for more dangerous or masculine men. You're the typical "nice guy:" without just a touch of cockiness, you're doomed with girls. A shoulder to cry on? Okay, sure. But never a penis to hold.
More than any other type, Boys Next Door evolve as they get older. As we said, many find true love, but some fail miserably in the search. These tarnished few grow up to be The Men Next Door, who are creepy as hell, offering backrubs to kids and what not.
ALWAYS AVOID: The Nymph
CONSIDER: The Maid of Honor, The Peach
shit. i swear they've got spies or something.
check out the okcupid test here.
weiming at 9:03 PM
w00t.
weiming at 10:13 AM
Sunday, March 14, 2004
ok since tammy mentioned it, i'm just about obliged to write about it.humans are stupid cuz they do something painful and just have to do it again... and again.
it's true aint it? ok think abt this, how many of you are guilty of peeling a scab, until you realise that up to a certain point, it hurts when you try to peel it, and then you just happily peel it again, thus starting a process which only results in a bleeding wound and a bit of pain? or perhaps, poked yourself on a sharp corner, then poking yourself again just to see that it really was a sharp corner? dont lie you.
i admit. i'm guilty too. of all the above. and of course the ultimate bout of stupidity was when i was fooling around with my tv antenna and then i received this great shock from a static charge. not only did i not distance myself from the antenna, i touched the antenna another 4 times just to make sure it really did shock me. so yes i'm pretty dumb myself. well anyway apparently they did some experiment involving a hamsters and electric fences, and it seems i'm about as smart as a hamster.
fascinating.
maybe it's just that we like to "test ground", as is so often said in the army. we just like to know what we can do and get away with? if you get away with it, you feel shiok, if not, well you end up in a bit of pain. hmm a bit out of point here, but oh well. something like that la. i'm too tired to think.
speaking of tired, just went on a 52km ride, and while i know some may scoff at the distance, it really was pretty tiring for me. considering that, and my inter-formation rugby match tomorrow, i'm as good as dead.
so pray for me.
cheers.
weiming at 9:34 PM
Saturday, March 13, 2004
before you read this entry, please read tammy's entry dated today. lotsa thought-provoking stuff.anyway. ting's point abt nice guys finishing last. no matter which way you look at this, it's just totally true. it's always been said how bad boys are always more desirable, but i've never been given a satisfactory explanation for this, and this so far has been the most complete reason i can find. and a good one it is too. it's sad eh? haha. but anyway, i guess it's not always the case, since different people think differently. i hope. ;)
anyway i'm sitting in camp, on duty on a saturday (again), so i've got lots of time to think of things. well not really since i'm playing my xbox in bunk half the time. eh if there's anyone out there who wants/likes/needs to cycle around, doesnt matter what distance, could be to kl for all i care, jio me! i very gian.
those who love music, pls go look up unwritten law. they're a band i'd never heard of, and they're good. well they're not some obscure band or what, just underplayed in s'pore or something.
"but there's something about bad guys.
how they scowl at the world but smile only at you.
how they are cool to all but warm only to you.
how they wouldnt care less about anyone, anything, but you."
shit. it's so true aint it.
weiming at 7:43 PM
Friday, March 12, 2004
ok finally got my bike. it's a beauty :). shall upload a pic someday. but anyway, my parents banned me from cycling in 'dangerous situations'. so basically i can cycle around my neighbourhood. pah. oh well. hopefully that'll change.anyway this brings me to my main point. was just thinking, how many people would gladly die doing something they're really passionate about? are people really so afraid of death, that they go to all lengths to avoid it? consider this scenario: you're in a burning building and you manage to escape, but you know that there're many inside trapped. how many people would actually risk life and limb and go back in to try and rescue someone. i wouldnt like to give a concrete conclusion on that without proper evidence, but i definitely would go back in. no one life is more precious than another, so even saving 1 life would be worth it, even at the cost of my own. i dunno maybe it's just me. just like how few people would actually die for their country.
just something to chew on.
weiming at 3:18 AM
Sunday, March 07, 2004
RGS girl dating a Neighbourhood school guy?featured in today's sunday times... where they mentioned this forum posts.. well i was aware of this earlier already.. and frankly it's totally apalling.
certainly highlights the failures of singapore's education system? like how we tout ourselves to be a country with a premiere educational system yadda yadda... and yet characters such as this are produced.
however, i actually suspect that most of the elitist views actually come from one guy under different handles. might be, might not be. either way, it's disgusting.
for an abridged version featuring most of the juicy bits, click here.
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