This blog is all about me, and anything about me. Be prepare to be loaded with lots of food, movies, music, grumbles and even some foul language. This is the place for anyone who knows me, even on the most superficial level. Enjoy and hope you know me better each day. (please adjust your display setting to Unicode)


Call them Bosses
Final Year Project (FYP), the one thing that is suppose to far away, is finally putting itself right in front of me now.

I am already in a frantic mood of lookign for the project that I have interest in, and got rejected by a few. It's going to be a tough process, I know, but never did I expect it to be such an urgent matter. The briefing was only 2 weeks ago, and some people had already got their projects, and some professors got their hand full already.

And so they said.

The fact, is that in university, it is not like back in school days of last time. Professors give you projects, these are actually their money making tools. They can afford to have a few of them being done by normal student, but eventually, they want results. They want the best to fill in these spaces to make their money work for them.

In a cynical ways, we can no longer address them as teachers (老师), rather, we should call them bosses (老板).

In the meantime, I will keep trying to get other professors to work out probable project. I shall leave no chance behind.

This battle of life has only just begun. I had taken the first step, to get connection to get me to be under the most demanding bosses in school. Even it will mean that I will be spending my last semester in lab all the time, if not typing intrim reports and doing slide for update, I had made the choice.

Which boss shall I please tommorrow?

// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 3/30/2007 12:09:00 am


Thank You for not Forgeting to be Yourself
Rarely I listen to Mandarin pop these days (not that I listen to Canto pop).

Got Stefanie Sun's new album. The variety of music is quite huge, each has its own taste that her voice really pull it off. She sound a little like Gwen Stefanie in one of the song (no pun intended).

And some of the lyrics will really strike a note in your heart.

Among one, "感谢你没有忘记做你自己".

In life, we always follow the crowd, adjusting to the environment, too well sometime, and cannot pull ourselves out to become who we are, in the essence. I can't imagine behaving the same way at work and at home, speaking in the same factatious tone to my loved one which I used at work.

I am sure, by being myself, your loved ones will definitely say thank you to you also.

// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 3/27/2007 07:59:00 pm


a little, India
This weekend is one of the least academically contributing one, taking into account that exam is less than a month away.

In order to buy a Indian music CD for my friend in HK, I went down to Little India, on my own accord. Totally out of my expectation.

The CD shop owner did not gave my bro and I the best service, but ain't that the way things operates in here. Got a duet 2-CD album, 10 bucks flat. I am happy, and I hope it suits my friend's taste

As instructed by lou ma zi, I went down to Komala Villa to get those orange flavoured Indian dessert. My bro, who had eaten that 10's of times, never bought them on his own, and asked the lady there what's the difference between the glossy and the non-glossy one.

Not to mention, we were the only non-Indian in the restaurant at that time.

Honestly, I spent less than an hour there, and it is not as irritating as it seems.

Who knows, 1 day I may get over that mental block, and favour the place, or the people more.

Let's just wish that happen.

// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 3/25/2007 11:29:00 pm


Lost Interest
I used to think I will have neverending to chat with her.

But these days, she is busy about her last year in NTU, I am occupied in my own stuff, we can just open a conversation window, having me ask her about a few things, and became stagnent.

I thought there is more than just this when I met her 3 years ago, and I thought there will when we visited places in Beijing together.

The different between us, and the lack of understanding and opening up, is causing us to drift apart.

Lost interest, I am now. Shall I move on? Or should I just look away, feel for her busy scedule, and keep my cool?

I do not know.

// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 3/18/2007 11:37:00 am


Respect
I was chatting with a Japanese friend I knew from the delegates, who stopped the conversation halfway tonight.

We had been really chattable since we knew each other, can chat up to late at night if not that we are tired.

And normally, when I am chatting with her, chances are, I am chatting with other people, or browsing at other stuff, if not revising my school work.

Tonight, she seems to sense that I am putting 100% into the conversation, and therefore stop halfway. She later came online to ask me if I was focusing on the conversation, and I told her the truth.

She feels that even if it is through the Internet, I should concentrate, just like real-life face-to-face conversation. If it is rude to look away in an conversation, deep down, I should not be doing that even if it is an online conversation.

This boils down to the matter of respect, and I finally realise how much I had thrown away with the lifestyle I led today. I am starting to see why it had become such a drag to talk to my parents at home sometime.

Thank you for reminding me the meaning of respect.

// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 3/13/2007 11:38:00 pm


Fear Not, Look Away, Continue
"今の時代、みな何かに追い立てられている。
まるで、振り返ること怖いように。
でも、迷った時は、立ち止まってほしい。
その時にしか、気をつけないことがあるから。
そして、まだ、ゆくり歩き出せばいい。"
(Translation: "We may chance appoint a time when we can't catch up, after chasing for that something in life, and we are so fear full of moving back.
When that time come, stand there, look around things you had missed out. Then, continue on, and take it slow.")
I am not sure if I had find my way from the lost in the past. But in anytime in future when I am not catching up, I will tell myself to look at these word, and move on.

// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 3/06/2007 05:18:00 pm


元宵
Today marks the last day of my reccess week, and also the last day of Lunar New Year, known as 元宵.

It is also said that it function like the rare chance of the past where girls meet boys in the celebration.

Eatting glutinous rice ball is the norm, be it salty or sweet one. This year, lou ma zi even made a tofu one, mixing the rice flour with tofu instead of water, learnt from a recepie of my favourite Taiwanese-Japanese TV celebrity.

Normally, that's will be it, that's all about today, but not until I saw Taiwanese news. They actually have a 13km (not joking) long firecracker that will last till 2am. They also have a ceremony where they lit firecraker next to a shaman in bid of good luck.

Back in hall, the moment I pass by the pantry, I saw some Chinese student making glutinous rice ball, even they are thousand miles away from home. Maybe, by doing so, they feel like home.

On the other hand, what am I doing? Taking a break to write this blog while studying for quiz. I know someone who have not eat the rice ball for this year, partly due to being too busy, partly being not bother to.

Has we lost our tradition? Or is it just a sign that we are moving further from the rural lifestyle of the past, that place so much importance on all the Lunar practise?

But one think I am sure, each year on 元宵, the moon will remind us of the day, and there is bound to be someone somewhere celebrating it year after year.

And I hope to be among those.

// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 3/04/2007 10:30:00 pm


Kara-Always-OK
Went to welcome a group of delegate from Soka University, Japan. They all come from econ side, hence we have not much problem conversing in English, and my broken Japanese.

And very fortunate this time, I managed to pull them out to play after their day's event, and lead by veteran Japanese KTV singers, I ended up at this KTV in the remote part of Orchard, with the most up to date songs from Japan, and the system is very much the same as that you will find in Japan.

The situation, see the photos:




In words, HIGH!!!

Despite we all knew each other for like less than a day, the KTV session, as always, make the day A-OK. (even if we sang till 1+ and I have to wake up early today to do projects....)

// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 3/01/2007 03:19:00 pm