(and by extension) Dido ~ Thank You
Peanuts, 19 October 1960 (http://www.snoopy.com)
Wednesday, 17 October 2007
State of Life
Listening Eminem ~ Stan
(and by extension) Dido ~ Thank You
Peanuts, 19 October 1960 (http://www.snoopy.com)
(and by extension) Dido ~ Thank You
Peanuts, 19 October 1960 (http://www.snoopy.com)
Friday, 12 October 2007
insanity
My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram, or the most intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere. I can dispense then with artificial stimulants. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation. ~ Sherlock Holmes - The Sign of Four
"Meaningless! Meaningless!"
says the Teacher.
"Utterly meaningless!
Everything is meaningless."
What does man gain from all his labor at which he toils under the sun? ~ Ecclesiates 1:2-3
Thus it is... it is boredom! Ennui! The breaking and slow and painful rebuilding of relationships that take years to put together and months, if not weeks, to break apart. The routine-ness of going through rules and regulations - the tedium of being under-utilised. Where can I get away from?
Those of you who are familiar enough with me will know that I am a little bit bipolar. Underneath a placid, trivial, goofy exterior is a manic ball of energy which combusts spontaneously and frantically, focused like a laser and bringing down barriers to understanding, or if left unattended to its own devices capable of the most spectacular and pitiful acts of self-destruction. I wish, just wish, I could be consistently applied. College academic work was mostly boring but at least there was the wonderful world of relationships to explore. But now? Not even working 30%! (i wouldn't want to be working at 100% though, 70% is good enough).
no offense meant, but i'm in general not being surrounded with exciting people. where to find? exciting people very atas, me low budget, high labour activity.
arghhhhhh.
where is the lion-tamer? the flame has only been tamed by one and one person only thus far... will there be any development on that front? will our hero soar to greater heights or be lost forever in that hall of mirrors of his own making?
"Meaningless! Meaningless!"
says the Teacher.
"Utterly meaningless!
Everything is meaningless."
What does man gain from all his labor at which he toils under the sun? ~ Ecclesiates 1:2-3
Thus it is... it is boredom! Ennui! The breaking and slow and painful rebuilding of relationships that take years to put together and months, if not weeks, to break apart. The routine-ness of going through rules and regulations - the tedium of being under-utilised. Where can I get away from?
Those of you who are familiar enough with me will know that I am a little bit bipolar. Underneath a placid, trivial, goofy exterior is a manic ball of energy which combusts spontaneously and frantically, focused like a laser and bringing down barriers to understanding, or if left unattended to its own devices capable of the most spectacular and pitiful acts of self-destruction. I wish, just wish, I could be consistently applied. College academic work was mostly boring but at least there was the wonderful world of relationships to explore. But now? Not even working 30%! (i wouldn't want to be working at 100% though, 70% is good enough).
no offense meant, but i'm in general not being surrounded with exciting people. where to find? exciting people very atas, me low budget, high labour activity.
arghhhhhh.
where is the lion-tamer? the flame has only been tamed by one and one person only thus far... will there be any development on that front? will our hero soar to greater heights or be lost forever in that hall of mirrors of his own making?
How Can One Remove Theta from the Yield Curve to Obtain An Interest Rate Movement Projection?
all finance junkies who read this website, please comment!
position paper
short rant.
while i may strike some as being, occasionally xenophobic and atavistically protective, to the point of being sometimes racist, of what it means to be "Singaporean", i'd like to take a few cues from the oft-despised Americans, who have successfully integrated diverse immigrants from beyond the traditional base of Europeans.
i think why there is a groundswell of popular discontent against "foreigners" in Singapore is that many of them are but transient workers who take up PR-ship, enjoy many of its privileges, but get around to actually being "Singaporean" and setting up roots here. many of them maintain links to their motherland of have ambitions to use this place as a stepping stone to "first-rate" countries like (almost uniformly among these so-called "Singaporeans") the USA, Canada, the UK or Australia.
i personally don't have a problem with "diversifying" beyond the usual base of (southern) Chinese, Malays and (southern) Indians. hell, i wouldn't mind being in a trench with a white devil during NS or reservist. maybe they can teach me some exotic sounding swear words as well.
but what i resent are foreigners that come in, get all the jobs, but do not participate in institutions that define national identity like serving NS, complaining, food, Singlish (which the gahmen is unwisely still trying to eradicate), kiasuism, government criticism and retaining some of that homely rural generosity, hard work and common sense (the "kampung" spirit) which helped our nation be what it is today.
"bloody ang moh. come here, take my job, take my woman, take my seat on the MRT train."
i'm not afraid of out-competing or being out-competed by such types, but it matters a lot what they give to the society in return, rather than veni, vidi and vici-ing.
while i may strike some as being, occasionally xenophobic and atavistically protective, to the point of being sometimes racist, of what it means to be "Singaporean", i'd like to take a few cues from the oft-despised Americans, who have successfully integrated diverse immigrants from beyond the traditional base of Europeans.
i think why there is a groundswell of popular discontent against "foreigners" in Singapore is that many of them are but transient workers who take up PR-ship, enjoy many of its privileges, but get around to actually being "Singaporean" and setting up roots here. many of them maintain links to their motherland of have ambitions to use this place as a stepping stone to "first-rate" countries like (almost uniformly among these so-called "Singaporeans") the USA, Canada, the UK or Australia.
i personally don't have a problem with "diversifying" beyond the usual base of (southern) Chinese, Malays and (southern) Indians. hell, i wouldn't mind being in a trench with a white devil during NS or reservist. maybe they can teach me some exotic sounding swear words as well.
but what i resent are foreigners that come in, get all the jobs, but do not participate in institutions that define national identity like serving NS, complaining, food, Singlish (which the gahmen is unwisely still trying to eradicate), kiasuism, government criticism and retaining some of that homely rural generosity, hard work and common sense (the "kampung" spirit) which helped our nation be what it is today.
"bloody ang moh. come here, take my job, take my woman, take my seat on the MRT train."
i'm not afraid of out-competing or being out-competed by such types, but it matters a lot what they give to the society in return, rather than veni, vidi and vici-ing.
Thursday, 11 October 2007
parable
Then he showed me Joshua the high priest standing before the angel of the LORD, and Satan standing at his right side to accuse him. The LORD said to Satan, "The LORD rebuke you, Satan! The LORD, who has chosen Jerusalem, rebuke you! Is not this man a burning stick snatched from the fire?"
Now Joshua was dressed in filthy clothes as he stood before the angel. The angel said to those who were standing before him, "Take off his filthy clothes." Then he said to Joshua, "See, I have taken away your sin, and I will put rich garments on you."
~ Zechariah 3:1-3
The kingdom of God is like a general who led his army into battle. Upon seeing a wounded enemy soldier fall before him and reach for him for help, he put the wounded soldier on his back and carried him to camp.
Friday, 5 October 2007
God-shaped hole
listening: Avenue Q
wonderfully politically incorrect, direct, brash, etc.
"God-shaped hole" - some use that term. but it is quite a beautiful thing. for some, that longing, that fatal flaw, that particular tendency to be inspired (in a particularly godless friend of mine, natch), the search for something (truth?), the elegant solution. but that ugliness is beautiful in its own way.
i think i'm sniffling. damn.
i miss these voiceovers from wc3 - not the quotes, just the way they are said:
- Arthas (Evil) - "Tread lightly"
- Crypt Lord - "Indubitably" => i get the inspiration to scare the bejeezers out of Joanne from this one.
wonderfully politically incorrect, direct, brash, etc.
"God-shaped hole" - some use that term. but it is quite a beautiful thing. for some, that longing, that fatal flaw, that particular tendency to be inspired (in a particularly godless friend of mine, natch), the search for something (truth?), the elegant solution. but that ugliness is beautiful in its own way.
i think i'm sniffling. damn.
i miss these voiceovers from wc3 - not the quotes, just the way they are said:
- Arthas (Evil) - "Tread lightly"
- Crypt Lord - "Indubitably" => i get the inspiration to scare the bejeezers out of Joanne from this one.
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