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My contractor weren't there to power up and set the system to work,
So we had to do it ourselves.
It has been a long time since I touched it,
So I got Ms E and Ms C to help me with it.
(got 2 powerhouse to help me, sure can one)
Power On
System Start
MCU loaded
*I meddled with the system a bit to find the config file*
Ms E: ay, the black command screen is not there... how to load the scenario. Nvm, I restart the whole thing.
Power On
System Start
MCU loaded.
Black Screen still not there!
Ms E: Okie, need to find Mr L
*Shouts for Mr L*
<Enters Mr L into the room, Ms E and Ms C exits>
Mr L: ay, how come the black screen didn't come on automatically? usually it does. nvm, I try the universal solution - RESTART.
Power On
System Start
MCU loaded.
Black Screen still not there!
Mr L: !!! okie, let's try to shut down, and then power off. Then start everything again.
Me: Okie, I'll go toilet first.
I saw Ms C and Ms E outside the room.
They asked if the system is okie.
I replied, "No, but I think I leave the room for a while. I may be jinxed. Things always fail when I am around."
Ms C and Ms E replied in Unison, 'Ya lo!"
(wow, that is so assuring...)
***
I came back from the toilet to the room.
"So is it okie?"
Mr L: Ya, it is working already. I have loaded the correct scenario file.
Me:!!!
I wonder if I am really Jinxed,
or my presence sends tremor to the system and the people around me,
that they fail to perform normally.
I choose to believe the latter.
I have a killing presence.
=p
Perhaps I may sound a little cynical.
I don't believe in "Best Friends Forever",
because in my opinion,
It is nothing more than a facade.
A make-believe relationship enhancer.
I believe Wedding Vows should be renewed yearly,
and not be made to last forever.
Time is a scary dilutant.
Passion is a short lived bastard.
It ignites and creates fireworks,
then it disappears.
Leaving behind nothing except smoke.
A smoke screen that blinds everyone.
And then, pops out the most amazing product - Kids.
Kids are amazing.
Because they are the only binding agent,
that holds everybody together when the smoke clears.
* * *
Best Friends breaking up for whatever reasons you can think of.
Couples whom you never thought would end up in their separate ways did.
Couples who appeared so blissful with kids remained together simply for that sense of responsibility.
Human Relationships are so fragile.
(Eternity is a concept that is so difficult to realise.)
I don't believe in "Best Friends Forever",
because in my opinion,
It is nothing more than a facade.
A make-believe relationship enhancer.
I believe Wedding Vows should be renewed yearly,
and not be made to last forever.
Time is a scary dilutant.
Passion is a short lived bastard.
It ignites and creates fireworks,
then it disappears.
Leaving behind nothing except smoke.
A smoke screen that blinds everyone.
And then, pops out the most amazing product - Kids.
Kids are amazing.
Because they are the only binding agent,
that holds everybody together when the smoke clears.
* * *
Best Friends breaking up for whatever reasons you can think of.
Couples whom you never thought would end up in their separate ways did.
Couples who appeared so blissful with kids remained together simply for that sense of responsibility.
Human Relationships are so fragile.
(Eternity is a concept that is so difficult to realise.)
"Good Evening Sir,
May I know where is your destination?"
"Jurong West Ave 1"
I replied very naturally.
"Which way would you like me to take, Sir?"
His politeness was a little overwhelming....I thought.
"Go by AYE, exit ..... PIE... "
"Okie Sir, shall do that."
*pause*
"How is your day, Sir?"
He spoke to me in a very friendly sincere tone.
I was really surprised, and I actually noted down his taxi number
(3449)
"Long day.. very tired."
I replied, warming up a little to this conversation.
"Okie Sir, then you sit back and relax, rest.
When we are reaching Jurong West Avenue 1,
I'll check with you on the exact location."
WOW,
For the first time,
A cab driver made me felt like I was really the passenger,
and he the chauffeur.
All the 'Sir's, and the tone of his voice.
It just made you feel like you were in some kind of hotel,
or restaurant.
Though I was really tired, I still wanted to chat with this driver.
He shared with me, that he had only been driving for 1 month.
Chronic back pain from his previous job.
He had to quit from his job if he wants to survive.
So I asked him, where did he used to work at.
He said "Ikea Alexandra"
and I went.. "No wonder................"
He told me although he was at the logistics department in Ikea,
they were also trained in Customer Service.
He was with Ikea for 9 years, and he appeared in several Ikea posters before.
(He told me I can still see him at the Front Entrance Poster that says Welcome"
He said,
"Even though I no longer work in Ikea,
I still want to carry on the spirit of customer service and make my customers
feel comfortable and enjoyable."
I must say that I was truly impressed with him.
And it has never occurred to me, that a simple gesture of good service
could make a cab journey so enjoyable.
Differing from the usual complain sessions you get,
this one is truly unique.
And it suddenly dawn on me,
that Customer Service is a universal skill set that should never be neglected,
wherever you might be.
It makes a difference.
"Jurong West Ave 1"
I replied very naturally.
"Which way would you like me to take, Sir?"
His politeness was a little overwhelming....I thought.
"Go by AYE, exit ..... PIE... "
"Okie Sir, shall do that."
*pause*
"How is your day, Sir?"
He spoke to me in a very friendly sincere tone.
I was really surprised, and I actually noted down his taxi number
(3449)
"Long day.. very tired."
I replied, warming up a little to this conversation.
"Okie Sir, then you sit back and relax, rest.
When we are reaching Jurong West Avenue 1,
I'll check with you on the exact location."
WOW,
For the first time,
A cab driver made me felt like I was really the passenger,
and he the chauffeur.
All the 'Sir's, and the tone of his voice.
It just made you feel like you were in some kind of hotel,
or restaurant.
Though I was really tired, I still wanted to chat with this driver.
He shared with me, that he had only been driving for 1 month.
Chronic back pain from his previous job.
He had to quit from his job if he wants to survive.
So I asked him, where did he used to work at.
He said "Ikea Alexandra"
and I went.. "No wonder................"
He told me although he was at the logistics department in Ikea,
they were also trained in Customer Service.
He was with Ikea for 9 years, and he appeared in several Ikea posters before.
(He told me I can still see him at the Front Entrance Poster that says Welcome"
He said,
"Even though I no longer work in Ikea,
I still want to carry on the spirit of customer service and make my customers
feel comfortable and enjoyable."
I must say that I was truly impressed with him.
And it has never occurred to me, that a simple gesture of good service
could make a cab journey so enjoyable.
Differing from the usual complain sessions you get,
this one is truly unique.
And it suddenly dawn on me,
that Customer Service is a universal skill set that should never be neglected,
wherever you might be.
It makes a difference.
My friend was sharing with me something she read in a book lately.
The book said that at any point in time,
One may experience any of the three phases during work.
Snap
Literally you snapped.
Things just gets on your nerves so much that you just decided to pack up and go.
No warnings, nothing.
Just a letter on your boss's table .
Crackle
There are occasional sparks that keeps you going on.
But there are moments of dark as well that makes you feel like there is nothing
worth staying on for.
You hang on, for as long as the sparks sparkle.
And then slowly all excitement just flickered,
and disappeared.
Stop
You have basically given up hope.
You still stay on
But you fight no more.
You stop trying,
You stop progressing.
WHICH PHASE ARE YOU AT NOW?
The book said that at any point in time,
One may experience any of the three phases during work.
Snap
Literally you snapped.
Things just gets on your nerves so much that you just decided to pack up and go.
No warnings, nothing.
Just a letter on your boss's table .
Crackle
There are occasional sparks that keeps you going on.
But there are moments of dark as well that makes you feel like there is nothing
worth staying on for.
You hang on, for as long as the sparks sparkle.
And then slowly all excitement just flickered,
and disappeared.
Stop
You have basically given up hope.
You still stay on
But you fight no more.
You stop trying,
You stop progressing.
WHICH PHASE ARE YOU AT NOW?
Today I had an advanced birthday celebration with my family,
because my sister and her family came to our house.
I could hear them even before they reached the doorsteps.
I opened the door and Shermaine greeted me with
"Happy Birthday Ah Gu!"
I replied that today is not exactly my birthday,
But I think she probably didn't understand.
I left the door opened while they strode in,
and headed for the kitchen.
Shermaine came to the kitchen and said to me,
"Ah Gu, you are one year older."
I threw a glance at Jenny,
she must have taught her how to say it.
She said,
"You know, I told her to say to Ah Gu,
你又老一岁了。She didn't want to.
I asked her why
She said "Later Ah Gu cry..""
That really got me laughing.
*though I really don't know how different is one year older from 老一岁了*
I scanned from left to right,
trying to pick a T-shirt for dinner.
I finally decided on a blue one.
Just as I was donning the T-shirt,
Shermaine came into my room.
"Ah Gu, you wear blue ah?"
"Ya, just now you said boy must wear blue right?"
I was trying to 'entertain' her..
"Ah Gu, don't wear blue la. Wear Orange."
I was a little surprised at that remark.
I looked at her,
"Ah Gu don't have orange shirts"
"There," she pointed to an orange singlet
on the top stack.
"Shermaine want Ah Gu to wear orange ah?"
She nodded and smiled.
I took off my blue t-shirt and changed into the orange singlet.
It matched my bottom.
My niece certainly has good taste.
trying to pick a T-shirt for dinner.
I finally decided on a blue one.
Just as I was donning the T-shirt,
Shermaine came into my room.
"Ah Gu, you wear blue ah?"
"Ya, just now you said boy must wear blue right?"
I was trying to 'entertain' her..
"Ah Gu, don't wear blue la. Wear Orange."
I was a little surprised at that remark.
I looked at her,
"Ah Gu don't have orange shirts"
"There," she pointed to an orange singlet
on the top stack.
"Shermaine want Ah Gu to wear orange ah?"
She nodded and smiled.
I took off my blue t-shirt and changed into the orange singlet.
It matched my bottom.
My niece certainly has good taste.
我喜欢下雨天。
喜欢那种凉凉的感觉，
喜欢雨滴花落窗外的景象，
喜欢那嘀嗒嘀嗒的雨声。
虽然可以懒散地躺在被窝里，
我却选择扬起身子，
起床了！
刷了牙，
一杯暖暖的浓浓Turkish Coffee，
两片夹心面包。
A Great Way to Start the day.
喜欢那种凉凉的感觉，
喜欢雨滴花落窗外的景象，
喜欢那嘀嗒嘀嗒的雨声。
虽然可以懒散地躺在被窝里，
我却选择扬起身子，
起床了！
刷了牙，
一杯暖暖的浓浓Turkish Coffee，
两片夹心面包。
A Great Way to Start the day.
- Mood:
happy
同样的96号巴士，
不同的总站。
当年那熟悉的人龙，
（随着金文泰的脱胎换骨）
今日已不存在了。
站在截然不同的地点，
似乎很难找回以往上学的感觉。
T-Shirts, Bermudas, Slippers.
背着书包，手里握着课本。
（典型的NUS学生造型）
熟悉的感觉慢慢回来了。
巴士一敞开车门
一窝蜂学生冲下车，
然后冲上那排直往NUS Engineering Faculty 的梯级。
我看了手表 - 8.30am, 笑了笑。
又一个熟悉的景象。
我也下了车。
路过LT7A时，
不尽回想起当年大学一年级的快乐时光。
路过Pavilion时，
不尽回想起当年Orientation的点点滴滴。
路过Lab时，
不尽回想起当年百思苦恼的日子。
也不知怎的，
走着走着时，
一股莫名其妙苦尽甘来的感觉突涌而上。
好多地方都变了样。
当年红遍半边天的 ARTS canteen （The Deck)
比以往更加辉煌。
当年无人知的Kent Ridge Guild House
如今已变十分壮光。
拆的拆，
建的建。
虽然换上新貌让人眼前一亮，
但我还是喜欢以前的NUS.
<有一日必定再度返回国立大学一日游，
将所有景象定格，
让回忆永久〉
不同的总站。
当年那熟悉的人龙，
（随着金文泰的脱胎换骨）
今日已不存在了。
站在截然不同的地点，
似乎很难找回以往上学的感觉。
T-Shirts, Bermudas, Slippers.
背着书包，手里握着课本。
（典型的NUS学生造型）
熟悉的感觉慢慢回来了。
巴士一敞开车门
一窝蜂学生冲下车，
然后冲上那排直往NUS Engineering Faculty 的梯级。
我看了手表 - 8.30am, 笑了笑。
又一个熟悉的景象。
我也下了车。
路过LT7A时，
不尽回想起当年大学一年级的快乐时光。
路过Pavilion时，
不尽回想起当年Orientation的点点滴滴。
路过Lab时，
不尽回想起当年百思苦恼的日子。
也不知怎的，
走着走着时，
一股莫名其妙苦尽甘来的感觉突涌而上。
好多地方都变了样。
当年红遍半边天的 ARTS canteen （The Deck)
比以往更加辉煌。
当年无人知的Kent Ridge Guild House
如今已变十分壮光。
拆的拆，
建的建。
虽然换上新貌让人眼前一亮，
但我还是喜欢以前的NUS.
<有一日必定再度返回国立大学一日游，
将所有景象定格，
让回忆永久〉
A week has passed.
The facilitator came up to us and told us to perform
Mid Course Reflections.
We were told to write down the key take-aways
that we think we had.
Most of us wrote things to do with governance
etc etc etc.
What caught my eye the most was
"Food and Tea Breaks"
Indeed, the food and tea breaks were simply too alluring.
*We pig out once every 2 hours*
Undeniably, the extra kilos were indeed our major key take aways.
One of my coursemates said
"Well, mid course reflections meant literally to look into the mirror
and see how fat we have grown."
Joke aside,
I thought that was darn hilarious.
The facilitator came up to us and told us to perform
Mid Course Reflections.
We were told to write down the key take-aways
that we think we had.
Most of us wrote things to do with governance
etc etc etc.
What caught my eye the most was
"Food and Tea Breaks"
Indeed, the food and tea breaks were simply too alluring.
*We pig out once every 2 hours*
Undeniably, the extra kilos were indeed our major key take aways.
One of my coursemates said
"Well, mid course reflections meant literally to look into the mirror
and see how fat we have grown."
Joke aside,
I thought that was darn hilarious.
When I was younger,
I used to wonder how come my parents are not plugged onto FM 93.3,
Tuned in to the new pops.
They prefer the oldies.
I thought they couldn't keep up with the times.
An hour ago,
I sat in a cab.
The radio played songs like
<铁窗>
<好心分手>
<Pretty Boy>
I realised,
I actually enjoyed them immensely,
more than I would if it were to be the newer pops.
I began to wonder why,
and I realised that
It is not about keeping up with times
or keeping track of the new songs that pops up in the market.
It is all about Memories.
I think my parents prefer Teresa Teng's songs
because they reminded them of their dating stints.
They prefer the oldies because the songs brings back memories.
Sweet, Happy or Sad.
It makes one recall of where one might be,
What one was doing.
Songs = Memories.
I used to wonder how come my parents are not plugged onto FM 93.3,
Tuned in to the new pops.
They prefer the oldies.
I thought they couldn't keep up with the times.
An hour ago,
I sat in a cab.
The radio played songs like
<铁窗>
<好心分手>
<Pretty Boy>
I realised,
I actually enjoyed them immensely,
more than I would if it were to be the newer pops.
I began to wonder why,
and I realised that
It is not about keeping up with times
or keeping track of the new songs that pops up in the market.
It is all about Memories.
I think my parents prefer Teresa Teng's songs
because they reminded them of their dating stints.
They prefer the oldies because the songs brings back memories.
Sweet, Happy or Sad.
It makes one recall of where one might be,
What one was doing.
Songs = Memories.
5 minutes.
I stared at this page.
Typed a few words.
Backspace, Backspace, Backspace.
Typed a few lines.
Shift + Up
Delete.
Point Blank.
I stared at this page.
Typed a few words.
Backspace, Backspace, Backspace.
Typed a few lines.
Shift + Up
Delete.
Point Blank.
I look around me, and see the same thing over and over again daily.
As my age creeps on,
The pressure to break out of the monotonous life accelerates.
Stability is good,
But it bores.
Money is important,
But life experiences make one richer.
What kind of memoir will I have when I grow old?
<Appetizer>
It was so exquisitely prepared.
A piece of red dragonfruit
Wrapped with a slice of parma ham.
Pinned under a skewer of grapes.
I ate the ham with a piece of the dragonfruit.
It was an interesting combination.
Sweetness of the fruit, soft in texture,
Rendered with a layer of salty twist.
<Main Course>
Sashimi (Tuna, Salmon, Octopus, and one more which I cannot remember)
Topped with a substantiate amount of roe,
Laid nicely on a pile of spaghetti.
The cold noodles were tossed with
a mixture of parsley and spring onions
and wasabi.
And not to forget the greens.
<Dessert>
Pieces of fresh peach halves
Embedded in that butter cake.
It was soft on the inside,
baked to a perfect crisp on the outside.
You can smell it from far.
<Drinks>
Tomato and Sour Plum Blend
Chamomile Tea
We Cleaned Everything Out.
It was so exquisitely prepared.
A piece of red dragonfruit
Wrapped with a slice of parma ham.
Pinned under a skewer of grapes.
I ate the ham with a piece of the dragonfruit.
It was an interesting combination.
Sweetness of the fruit, soft in texture,
Rendered with a layer of salty twist.
<Main Course>
Sashimi (Tuna, Salmon, Octopus, and one more which I cannot remember)
Topped with a substantiate amount of roe,
Laid nicely on a pile of spaghetti.
The cold noodles were tossed with
a mixture of parsley and spring onions
and wasabi.
And not to forget the greens.
<Dessert>
Pieces of fresh peach halves
Embedded in that butter cake.
It was soft on the inside,
baked to a perfect crisp on the outside.
You can smell it from far.
<Drinks>
Tomato and Sour Plum Blend
Chamomile Tea
We Cleaned Everything Out.
I just came back from a wedding dinner
@ Conrad.
Fine Dining.
I hate to say this,
but the food stole the show.
Never mind that we got a corner table,
Never mind that we couldn't see the screen very well,
Never mind that the walkway was far from us.
The Food, was fabulous.
It started with a cold dish.
A single prawn fritter,
Two pieces of duck, with a piece of mango sandwiched,
Three delicate pieces of roasted suckling pig.
All laid nicely on a tint of sauce
Casually draped across the plate.
Not a huge fan of roasted suckling pig myself,
I actually found this one delightful.
There was a thin layer of fat beneath the crisp,
symphonically crumbling on each bite.
The prawn and duck were equally tasteful.
Next came the Shark Bone's Broth.
When the waitress removed the cover,
A fishy smell escaped,
and it put me a little off.
I added some pepper, and drank it.
Gosh, it was heaven.
Simple broth, with pieces of dried scallop scattered in it.
*We tried asking for a second serving, failed.*
The third dish was Braised Spare Ribs.
Goodness.
The best I ever had.
The sauce was fantastic.
Side accompanied by a little fried bun
on an exquisite piece of crepe skin.
Fourth Dish was scallops.
There was nothing but ooohs and aaaahs.
I cleaned up the plate in minutes.
The Fifth Dish was Abalone and vegetables.
Nothing very special, but it was really good.
Lobster Bee Hoon,
The much awaited final dish before the desserts.
We had initially thought that it was going to simply bee hoon,
with a few pieces of lobster shreds.
When the plate came,
Our jaws dropped.
It was a good ole' half a lobster,
with a small pile of bee hoon,
that smelled so fragrant.
The lobster was so fresh, so juicy.
Mine had roe in it, even.
I don't mind a second or even third helping for this.
Dessert came at around 11pm.
Fruit platter and aloe vera jelly.
I cleaned it up as well.
It was a really enjoyable dinner,
the best I had so far for weddings.
The only thing about it was,
it dragged a little too long.
@ Conrad.
Fine Dining.
I hate to say this,
but the food stole the show.
Never mind that we got a corner table,
Never mind that we couldn't see the screen very well,
Never mind that the walkway was far from us.
The Food, was fabulous.
It started with a cold dish.
A single prawn fritter,
Two pieces of duck, with a piece of mango sandwiched,
Three delicate pieces of roasted suckling pig.
All laid nicely on a tint of sauce
Casually draped across the plate.
Not a huge fan of roasted suckling pig myself,
I actually found this one delightful.
There was a thin layer of fat beneath the crisp,
symphonically crumbling on each bite.
The prawn and duck were equally tasteful.
Next came the Shark Bone's Broth.
When the waitress removed the cover,
A fishy smell escaped,
and it put me a little off.
I added some pepper, and drank it.
Gosh, it was heaven.
Simple broth, with pieces of dried scallop scattered in it.
*We tried asking for a second serving, failed.*
The third dish was Braised Spare Ribs.
Goodness.
The best I ever had.
The sauce was fantastic.
Side accompanied by a little fried bun
on an exquisite piece of crepe skin.
Fourth Dish was scallops.
There was nothing but ooohs and aaaahs.
I cleaned up the plate in minutes.
The Fifth Dish was Abalone and vegetables.
Nothing very special, but it was really good.
Lobster Bee Hoon,
The much awaited final dish before the desserts.
We had initially thought that it was going to simply bee hoon,
with a few pieces of lobster shreds.
When the plate came,
Our jaws dropped.
It was a good ole' half a lobster,
with a small pile of bee hoon,
that smelled so fragrant.
The lobster was so fresh, so juicy.
Mine had roe in it, even.
I don't mind a second or even third helping for this.
Dessert came at around 11pm.
Fruit platter and aloe vera jelly.
I cleaned it up as well.
It was a really enjoyable dinner,
the best I had so far for weddings.
The only thing about it was,
it dragged a little too long.
I approached the man over the counter apprehensively.
He pushed it towards me.
I took it.
Boy, it was heavy.
I surveyed the surroundings for an empty space.
Left, Right, and then left again.
I spotted a space right in the middle.
I took off my shoes and went in.
I knelt down
And I started shaking the bamboo cylinder.
I started to wonder how is it possible for a stick to fall off.
Nonetheless I continued.
*Shake Shake*
4 sticks in the middle came out a little from the bunch.
*Shake Shake*
1 stick protruding out from the rest.
My heart raced a little.
This must be the one.
*Shake Shake*
IT shot out and landed on the carpet.
I casted the two red wooden divine cups on the ground.
One faced up, and the other faced down.
This is The One.
I collected everything and left the praying grounds hastily.
I went back to the same counter.
I pushed my Lot 33 to the man in exchange for a divination lot.
中签.
这是我的第一次。
He pushed it towards me.
I took it.
Boy, it was heavy.
I surveyed the surroundings for an empty space.
Left, Right, and then left again.
I spotted a space right in the middle.
I took off my shoes and went in.
I knelt down
And I started shaking the bamboo cylinder.
I started to wonder how is it possible for a stick to fall off.
Nonetheless I continued.
*Shake Shake*
4 sticks in the middle came out a little from the bunch.
*Shake Shake*
1 stick protruding out from the rest.
My heart raced a little.
This must be the one.
*Shake Shake*
IT shot out and landed on the carpet.
I casted the two red wooden divine cups on the ground.
One faced up, and the other faced down.
This is The One.
I collected everything and left the praying grounds hastily.
I went back to the same counter.
I pushed my Lot 33 to the man in exchange for a divination lot.
中签.
这是我的第一次。
Very different from the previous episodes.
The most mature plot and flimography of all.
In fact, I found the show much better than the book.
It captured the essence of the story
and cut away the draggy parts of it.
This one really tells a story.
Not like the previous others,
which will try to misguide the audience
to believe that the bad guy is someone else initially
and then at the end reveal the actual bad guy.
I thought that was tacky.
Although the element of childish innocence
were completely zapped in this episode,
I actually welcome the new element of teenage infatuation
that was injected.
The actors/actresses had certainly matured
in the way they grasped their role.
(Watch out for Emma Watson)
If you are going to watch the show,
expecting to re-experience the magic of Hogwarts once more,
You will be disappointed.
This one, is not for the kids.
All in all,
I give it 4 popcorns.
I would pay to watch it again.
The most mature plot and flimography of all.
In fact, I found the show much better than the book.
It captured the essence of the story
and cut away the draggy parts of it.
This one really tells a story.
Not like the previous others,
which will try to misguide the audience
to believe that the bad guy is someone else initially
and then at the end reveal the actual bad guy.
I thought that was tacky.
Although the element of childish innocence
were completely zapped in this episode,
I actually welcome the new element of teenage infatuation
that was injected.
The actors/actresses had certainly matured
in the way they grasped their role.
(Watch out for Emma Watson)
If you are going to watch the show,
expecting to re-experience the magic of Hogwarts once more,
You will be disappointed.
This one, is not for the kids.
All in all,
I give it 4 popcorns.
I would pay to watch it again.
Today I took a cab from Science Park back to office.
"Uncle, I want to stop along Henderson Road.
The bus stop."
"Oh, I am not allowed to stop there.
There is a No-Stopping-Except-For-Private-Buses sign"
The driver said firmly
"Ok", I didn't want to insist further.
"I will stop outside the Hindu Temple instead."
It was drizzling.
* * *
I reached, outside the Hindu Temple.
I saw a No-Stopping-Except-For-Private-Buses sign too
3 metres away from where the driver dropped me.
"There, this is the sign at the bus-stop.
So I am not allowed to stop there."
I gave him the benefit of the doubt that the sign
could be nearer to the bus stop,
compared to the Hindu Temple.
* * *
I took a cab home tonight after O.T
I waited for the cab at the bus stop.
The No-Stopping-Except-For-Private-Buses sign
was at least 20 metres away from the Bus Stop.
CRAP.
"Uncle, I want to stop along Henderson Road.
The bus stop."
"Oh, I am not allowed to stop there.
There is a No-Stopping-Except-For-Private-Buses sign"
The driver said firmly
"Ok", I didn't want to insist further.
"I will stop outside the Hindu Temple instead."
It was drizzling.
* * *
I reached, outside the Hindu Temple.
I saw a No-Stopping-Except-For-Private-Buses sign too
3 metres away from where the driver dropped me.
"There, this is the sign at the bus-stop.
So I am not allowed to stop there."
I gave him the benefit of the doubt that the sign
could be nearer to the bus stop,
compared to the Hindu Temple.
* * *
I took a cab home tonight after O.T
I waited for the cab at the bus stop.
The No-Stopping-Except-For-Private-Buses sign
was at least 20 metres away from the Bus Stop.
CRAP.
Temperatures rises.
For several reasons.
Some over-delighted over the numbers in the letter
Others had their blood boiling.
This period of the year.
Unrest.
For several reasons.
Some over-delighted over the numbers in the letter
Others had their blood boiling.
This period of the year.
Unrest.
I remembered I read a passage before
That says how toddlers actually doesn't recognise the full spectrum of colors.
Instead, they are most sensitive and react mainly to high contrasty colors.
Even black and white can do the job.
But most parents liked to do up the room with
Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars.
All Pinky or All Bluey.
Cute Drawings or Wall Ornaments.
Perhaps to satisfy what they think it's best for the Child,
or what they think the Child would enjoy seeing most.
They thought it was best for the Child.
When the Child start growing in years,
The Parent signed up the Child for
Piano Lessons
Ballet Lessons
Drawing Lessons
Singing Lessons
All sorts of Brain Simulation Lessons
(I heard one using Flash Cards and cost like 600 bucks for a few lessons)
They always say,
"I wished I had opportunities to learn them when I was young."
They thought it was best for the Child.
When the Child started schooling, and eventually moving on to University
The Parent PREFERRED the Child to study
Law
Accountancy
Medicine
Engineering (maybe not.....)
They thought it is the best for the Child.
When the Child started dating, and heading towards marriage
He/She brings home the other half.
For what?
For The One who always seem to think that
All they ever have done was what
They thought was best for the Child.
Was it really the best for the Child.
Or was it the best for the Parent?
*crush and trash*
Whose Life Is It Anyway?
(Sorry, I shamelessly borrowed from "Whose Line Is It Anyway")
That says how toddlers actually doesn't recognise the full spectrum of colors.
Instead, they are most sensitive and react mainly to high contrasty colors.
Even black and white can do the job.
But most parents liked to do up the room with
Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars.
All Pinky or All Bluey.
Cute Drawings or Wall Ornaments.
Perhaps to satisfy what they think it's best for the Child,
or what they think the Child would enjoy seeing most.
They thought it was best for the Child.
When the Child start growing in years,
The Parent signed up the Child for
Piano Lessons
Ballet Lessons
Drawing Lessons
Singing Lessons
All sorts of Brain Simulation Lessons
(I heard one using Flash Cards and cost like 600 bucks for a few lessons)
They always say,
"I wished I had opportunities to learn them when I was young."
They thought it was best for the Child.
When the Child started schooling, and eventually moving on to University
The Parent PREFERRED the Child to study
Law
Accountancy
Medicine
Engineering (maybe not.....)
They thought it is the best for the Child.
When the Child started dating, and heading towards marriage
He/She brings home the other half.
For what?
For The One who always seem to think that
All they ever have done was what
They thought was best for the Child.
Was it really the best for the Child.
Or was it the best for the Parent?
*crush and trash*
Whose Life Is It Anyway?
(Sorry, I shamelessly borrowed from "Whose Line Is It Anyway")
A few days ago,
My colleague said to me,
"Hey, continue with your passion in writing.
I like to read them."
"Really?" my eyebrow raised.
"Ya, I like reading short writings like these.
Simple and short sentences
And to the point."
Thrilled, I have a fan.
"Maybe you should compile them,
and next time you can print them out,
as a collection of short writings"
"I never thought of that..."
But that idea excited me a little.
Maybe I should start writing a memoir.
Maybe I should write a collection of short stories.
Maybe I should..........................
really polish up my grammar and vocabulary first. =p
My colleague said to me,
"Hey, continue with your passion in writing.
I like to read them."
"Really?" my eyebrow raised.
"Ya, I like reading short writings like these.
Simple and short sentences
And to the point."
Thrilled, I have a fan.
"Maybe you should compile them,
and next time you can print them out,
as a collection of short writings"
"I never thought of that..."
But that idea excited me a little.
Maybe I should start writing a memoir.
Maybe I should write a collection of short stories.
Maybe I should..........................
really polish up my grammar and vocabulary first. =p
