Late night thoughts......... again
Well, today just watched a Movie about Frauds, Master.
crazy people,
earning money from people who
snowball their pending doom?
these kind of money can sleep at night?
then again undergrounds and black money are fastest money....
Great movie, but then again,
seriously, it's amazing how people can earn so much money really.
money makes the world go round.
It's true, was talking to a friend,
then on hindsight now,
feel so "poor".
I mean ofcoz when compared to many others I'm more than well to do,
but then again, looking at people around me, closed friends
they are never bothered by money,
though they may not live such a crazy life,
but they grow up typically,
they follow the society path,
isnt that bad after all.......
me,
my lifestyle cost above average,
my parents loves money,
and everything they talk about it money,
they are fixated with money,
not that they are not loving,
but ultimately,
money matters always ruin every family warmth there could be,
this is not present in others,
as they are not lack of money you see.........
i feel bad though,
my dad is always supportive of me, 'my mum are at times overly concerned that
it may become a hindrance instead,
too much naggings,
instead of encouraging you see,
so little understanding,
so many reprimanding or lecturing
like adding legs to a snake drawing,
i'm really not complaining about not born in silver spoon,
it's never their fault,
but you see,
same life different circumstances,
not like we are far worst then others,
but then a little more wealth would solve so many issues.
Then again,
often the rich are the stingy, crafty, cunning ones,
that counts to the last penny,
if i were to be at that stage,
would i be as wasted as spoilt as ignorant?
not saying anyone is that bad now but thats the general description of silver spoon?
ultimately,
to break from the "work=money" cycle,
is through passive income,
but then again,
totally no talent in these,
then i thought of people who did,
they are doing fine even at young age,
and im now searching high and low to forage some penny,
not to mention some already bought a condo at 22,
like wow........
admiring........
life's hard yo...........
Saturday, January 14, 2017
Wednesday, December 14, 2016
Sigh, every since ORD, i dont know, things were rather great, tangibly, but not so intangibly.
Many times I felt Im really not a good son. I cant communicate to my mum at all.
You see, there's just so many things that she is different. Personality wise.
1) She always felt that what ever I am doing that do not earn money are useless things. She never see the value in socialising. She has been a housewife all her life, how can I expect her to understand? Then how else can I make her understand?
2) She is too petty to everyone. For example, she expects people to pay sky high 2.5k and above for starting job. She never see the need of probation period. She never understand the need of progressive or proportionate to performance. She expects the whole world paying for my every effort I did.
3) She always thinks the whole world is using me. Yes I know a lot of times Ive been cheated of money, or that I spend unnecessary on people, on cakes, on food, but that doesnt mean it has no value at all. I mean, at the end of the day, if a little expenditure takes away others stress on financial issues and thus we can have a good time enjoying a meal or activity, why not?
You see, most importantly, at the end of the day, all I need is a home where I can go back to, asking me hows everything, briefly know what I did and then care more on whether ive eaten, or how do I feel, instead of "oh why cant you do this? or why must you do this?" kindda conversation. I envy families that watch movies together, play games together, organises family outings, and never seems to have such tough conversations. Can't she talk about "oh, you did this, how did it go, anything funny happened?" instead of "oh how much you spend again, you know you poor dad earning very little.... etc etc...?"
I am blessed enough to be in this family, because they are really nice, to be constantly helping me to get stuffs when Im busy. I know their effort, I appreciate, but you dont have to put other people down to steal the limelight. You dont have to say things like "why arent you given money to buy the materials?" or "why they dont provide you transport to carry the props?". The problem is:
1) If every trivial problem I ask for money, I ask for "red carpet", what kind of man am I?
2) I am normally an understanding person, usually I'm not peculiar about money matters, not because I dont fret it, it's because I know if I can afford, why cast this burden on others?
Now that I am unemployed, it's really really a heavy stress on me. my time is so occupied with all the small stuffs that in a long run will get me somewhere (hopefully), and so for now I wont earn much, I cant provide them luxury rich wealthy life........ and I will depend on them for now, but even this basic "love" or "support" that I want to, is filled with so many tears and unhappiness. I mean, everytime taking our plight to scold me, how could I even bear to take such money.
Am I not good enough?
Am I not independent enough?
Everytime bring them out so much comments so much critics........
what did I do wrong?
Everytime say "I did not say that",
what am I suppose to argue back? confirm lose one.....
Am I not considerate enough?
I'm so tired........ of not getting the ideal kind of family dynamic i wish to have.
Or maybe it's just me, not seeing how lucky I am.....
sigh....... useless.....
........ nvm continue this next time....
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Monday, October 3, 2016
Farewell text
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Sunday, August 7, 2016
It's been half a year again since my last blog.
From a sleeping unit now my unit has made its presence known very quickly, from the utilisation of new vehicles to winning games at Sports League we are stealing to show in this camp. Very high profile indeed. Very happy to see progress and advancement! I'm really Glad I'm in this transition batch. But now as global threats increasing, I'm confident we will continue to do our nation proud.
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Wednesday, January 20, 2016
累了不要见外
把我挖起来吐个痛快
看不惯朋友有难
谁还冷冷的围观
我的手心为你握起来
烦了不要见外
把我找出来陪你负担
续杯咖啡的温暖
一直暖到你想开
你心情的坑洞让我来填满
昨天会被今天明天来取代
动心的感情不会淘汰关心常在
就算你我在热闹喧哗中走散
友情会第一时间赶来
让跳乱的心平躺下来
重新的呼吸简单 深深的满满的
朋友只要你被孤单压的叫不出来
我第一时间送出关怀
热热的眼神陪你看开
找回那片大自然
围着你抱紧你相信你我确定
Times and again I do have great friends that went extra miles for me, especially those who literally did the miles to meet me from one end to the other end of Sg. But often friends get into rs and then all the great tunes will slowly fade away.
Was chatting with a friend and I'm surprised how understanding is he regarding his few friends dissapeared without a trace after being attached. He commented, men knows how fragile are rs, that's why they chose to enjoy the times before it ends, and they have trust in friendships, that's longlasting.
Sounding like a jealous bitch, I see so many of this happening I just can't accept this logic. I mean your spouse is with u almost 24/7, but between catching up with ur bros once in a blue moon and her u chose the later? Seriously?!
Either that or it will come as a package. That I still accept, but then during the meeting they looked like in their own world treat the ppl surrounding as invisible, urghhhh, disgusted.
Well I chose to mount on feb 14 anyways, get away from the rosey season full of elaborate acts of sweetness
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Thursday, December 31, 2015
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Thursday, December 17, 2015
If I could steal one final glance
One final step
One final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
Cause I'd love love love to
Dance with my father again
The lyrics speaks into the deepest emotion of us! The writer uses the word "steal" as if to suggest the helpless yearn of the speaker to see the father again. He uses "glance" because all she ever wanted is a real expression from the father, and this timeless emotion is something no photograph could retain, that feeling, that emotion, that flesh, all she needs is that glance. And the whole imagery of dancing, and steps, is all about the dynamics in the dance, of understanding each other, such as to step in the right time and in the right direction, together, harmoniously, complementarily.
So much things happening all at once in this December. It's weird how life plays out this way. The good times don't last, and the worst things comes swarming just because the end.
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Monday, September 28, 2015
Mid Autumn again~!
Well this year there wasnt any Eagle Catch Chick games, no sparkles, no lantern, nothing much. But this year it was a cosy simple gathering with friends, enjoying 10 mooncakes of 10 flavours, appreciating traditional tea. Quite an experience though. Today is full of failed plannings, like decided to go for a sec sch reunion thus missed out on wushu lunch, and ended up ppl were late, and then the gathering was small, and then told the group about the celebration at night, turns out many had family commitments, half of the group left, then roamed the streets in the haze, yet all the programs and activities had finished, missed the fireworks, the performances, etc, and even food stalls were closed.
Oh well, whatever, I enjoyed just drinking tea in the Tea Chapter Building, chilling out and enjoying tea. Initially wanted to have a mid autumn feast with trainees in Tai Seng roof garden bar, just at the side, but the venue is a factory and a pub beside, may lead to bad impression, and hazy weather not ideal for outdoor activity, and I was too late to inform.
Well, overall, I do enjoy the week though, cuz I caught up with quite a handful of people, from BMT POP, to SPECS HQ, to Sec Sch Mates, to Long Lost Friend...... not bad. And had good time KTV too! with the TLC bunch, never failed to have a good time dancing, shouting, be crazy with them, like small kids, and yea, Im glad they enjoyed too! This is the best KTV clique I ever had! Every month there would be a KTV, and everytime, we had wonderful time! Thank them so much for giving me the opportunity to entertain and be joyful with them! Also, thank a friend for introducing me to Tai Seng, a cosy pub of public KTV where you can pass the mic around and sing with random strangers, playing dices and guess fists, pool or darts, and enjoy cheap beer and good ample food!
Well, tmr back to reality. Wrote a statement for lying down (unlucky right?! ppl do that not caught, I did that half a day caught), que sera sera, whatever will be will be......... always before the end of a chapter, shit happens, whatever..........
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Wednesday, September 2, 2015
Movie Review: Inside Out
NOTE!!!!!!!! SPOILERS ALERT!!!!!!!!!!!!
READ ON YOUR OWN RISK!!!!!!!!
EXIT IF NOT COMFORTABLE!!!!!!!!
Went to watch Inside Out because I couldnt last Thursday.
Anyway, it was such a heavily researched and scripted animation movie! Perfect star I would say! for its story development and script writing. None of their dialogues are fillers, none of them are nonsensical, they all served as a purpose for the furtherance of the story.
I think how the movie took "Emotions - Joy, Sadness, Disgust, Anger, Fear" as the central factor of our cognitive function. Our perception, attention to details, our crafted memories, response and our judgement are closely related to the emotions we feel at that point in time. We remember certain events through the lens of our current emotions. When we’re sad, the memory of a family road trip might just remind us of a stuffy car. When we’re happy, we remember the adventures.
The movie took off well, showing how our brain gets more complicated as more emotions come into the story, and how the control grew more functions as we age. Then, it's how we respond to situations based on which dominant emotions we feel, and/or how we generate ideas about it, based on past memories.
Then, the movie introduced us to the system in mind. Memories are forged into balls, and could be retrieved in random times, like the Kiddy Ad Song, and then there are core memories which made personalities. Then, when Riley goes to sleep, everything stopped working, the train of thoughts stopped, the emotions gets to sleep, and interestingly, one emotion would be up for duty. Thats true cuz we tend to go to sleep with certain emotion, depending on the overall satisfaction of the day.
Then there's dream, how certain dream make us jump back to reality at night, and subconscious realm, and ofcoz, the forgotten realm where Ding Dong, the imaginary childhood friend, eventually disappears, seemingly jump off due to its weight, but rather a depiction of how that childhood construct actually helps to push joy into higher grounds.
Then, apart from the psychology works in Riley's head, each emotions have their own attitude too! Joy were always at odds with sadness due to their different philosophy of life. But towards the end, she start to realize that we cant feel joyful without sadness. Every joyful memories of Riley started of her being sad, and then situation changed and she felt better.
It's okay to be sad, and when we're sad, sometimes all we need is the sympathy, or mirror neurons, whatever, to be sad with us too, and we will feel better. So she started to embrace sadness, and crafted more colourful personalities and memories. (at first, the memory balls are single coloured, but now multi, due to the many sides of emotions in one memory).
Joy is also a perfectionist, liked to take control of everything, which of course she does it well, happiness, everyone wants it right? And happiness at times can be rather selfish. And then, Sadness liked to meddle with stuffs, sometimes we feel sad for no apparent reason, we sometimes have random pessimist thoughts, or out attention to details could be directed at the sad part of the situation or memory. We can't really contain sadness, we have to embrace her, we have to make her work for us.
Then, there's the comical scenes of other people's emotion, how the mum and dad interact, how the cat, and random strangers in the street feels. In one scene, which sums up the upheaval of young love in a nutshell, she smiles at a boy whose mind almost short circuits in attraction and terror at the sight of her. I felt all these were depicted so well in the movie! It's really a thinking movie indeed! Not just a mere cartoon!
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Sunday, August 30, 2015
An update of my life after so long.
Well, after BMT, im posted out to Clementi as SRF. Days there were good. Ofcoz, the first 1 month was tough, as I have to adjust myself and my mentality for the extreme regimentation there. Other than that, bonding with bunk mates and all was good. We had loads of fun, and had lots of night snacks times, bringing in bread, jams, milo, biscuits, crackers and more. Training wise, tough, but pace was manageable, thats why I slimmed down to 69kg.
Then thats when life start to turn another way around.
My driving course wasnt really fun, cuz I had no fixed instructors, most instructors were just trying to pass time. So I count my life by the day. Getting into the vehicle with the instructors judging you and scolding you all the time, life was bad. Towards the end, just last last week, I took 3 tries to get the license. That was probably the worst week of my life. Failing the test on first try is understandable, as it was the first time I drove to the test area before that. But one the first test, I didnt even hit the road, I failed due to not closing the door properly. Sigh. Subsequent tests, just simply I sucked. I hit rock bottom. At the end of the week, I was devastated. I resign to conclude Im a failure driver, and thats not the only screw up, my wushu competition didnt perform well too, was having rather high hopes. What to do. Then, it was my turn on worship, and I screwed up the song too. Haizzz......
Im not the only one though, so I accompanied my friend too, and started a pack a day, and drank a couple of bottle a day, and well, I think booze works! I passed on Monday. Yet it was not a great honour too. While I clock my mileage, Im still repeatedly shouted at, "how you even pass the test", "want me to ooc you", "you're not fit to be a driver". Really, maybe when the whole world thinks you suck, you really suck. Maybe I really sucked. Whatever. I concluded. Who cares, suck at something, change la! big deal! So my temper grew worst, I think it affected my relationship with my family too, my temper was bad.
I pass my days getting events, meeting up with TLC, to have good time singing and entertaining them. That makes me happy. And yea, of all the ktv sessions, being with this clique is the best!
So series of events, I think at the end of the day, it's really me against the world. I do not have the privilege to have close knitted clique, going to everything together, talk hearts out and pass days together, but it's okay, I can hop around do whatever I like with like minded people, accompanying the days. I think people are just people, vessels, empty vessels. They come because fate wants to, and finish his/her business, and ob la de ob la da life goes on~ thats it.
Today was a rare time to see entire cell going for steamboat, so I thought to drop by for awhile, catch up abit, take some photos, but the response wasnt really my expectation. Rather aloof. So ok, so what I want, take some photos, thats all. I mean like, its not like they actually come to me on my troubled week, or anything liek that, talk about life, console, catch up... nope, not like i turn up for fellowship often too...... and yea most ppl adopt a been-through-done-that attitude when talking about problems anyway, same as other groups of friends, pointless talking about problems, well, life goes on....... so i left for friend bday. reached there, cake was cut too. too late, so thought of catching up after that, went to ktv, gosh it was dead silent~ sigh whats wrong with people. Urghhh whatever, life goes on. I think the only great thing was to catch a pri sch friend just on time, for a short while, thats quite worth it, glad he's doing alright, blessed young man.
So..... whatever, life goes on, life is a personal journey, good to bitch about it to random ppl once in a while, but dont expect anything, it's still a me against the world in the end....... just me, myself, and probably a couple of bottles and a few packs........
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