Today comes once every 4 years. The Leap
Day. Whoever is born on this day will
never celebrate their 21st birthday. And
can celebrate their birthdays only once
every 4 years. To me, well, that sucks.
A local romance movie
was made around Leap Day. It's titled
'The Leap Years'. From what I was told,
it is quite a tear-jerker. Catch it if
you have a soft spot for romance movies.
Well, I'm not
much of a fan of romance movies, but I
do appreciate beautiful songs. And that
movie has a beautiful song in it. The
title is weird though. It's called
'Merry Xmas Mr. Lawrence'. Check out the
music from the following YouTube video:
Beautiful song,
isn't it?
Updates on Manhunt
for Mas Selamat
They haven't
found him. The public is in no imminent
danger. We still don't know how he
escaped. Where is The New Paper when you
need them?
If you asked me now on how I view life
in general, this would be the answer.
Life is a game. Learn
the rules to go around them. Play hard.
And have fun, because you live life only
once.
Think about it. We
were meant to die from the day we were
born. Our time here is limited. So why
not have lots of fun while we’re
sticking around, right?
When I view life as a
game, it means that there are goals to
reach in a competitive environment.
These goals can be big and small. Some
times they are set by the environment.
Most of the time, they are set by me.
The goals can be long term or short
term. And they change from time to time.
Variety is the spice of life.
To make attaining
these goals interesting, there is
competition. Competition brings the best
and worst out of a person. If I’m not
competing with others, then I’ll compete
with myself. This is so that I can do
better and be a better person.
In a game, the
outcome is win, lose or draw. In a
winning situation, victory is sweet. The
wonderful feeling of accomplishment and
achievement is indescribable. However
few people savior their victories, which
is quite unfortunate. What’s the use of
having victories if you don’t enjoy
them?
Worst are those who
belittle their own victories.
In a situation where
you lose, don’t focus on the outcome for
too long. In other words don’t dwell on
your losses. Look back at the process
that you went thru and learn something
from it. It is not a total loss if you
can learn from your mistakes. Experience
is the best teacher.
In the rare occasion
where the outcome is a draw, take it as
a life experience that might serve you
in the future or something to share
about with the people around you. Who
knows, others might benefit from our
experience. Sharing is caring after all.
So take it easy. Life
can be complex or it can be simple. The
most important is to play the game and
have fun doing so. Of course, it’s not
all fun and games if you don’t put in
effort. Everything comes at a price.
Singapore Most Wanted
Man Escapes Detention
What the
fuck? When I first saw this news I
immediately checked my mobile phone to see
if I had a missed call from my unit. Who
knows, I might be activated to look for the
prisoner, Mas 'Scofield' Selamat. After all,
thousands of policemen are looking for this
fellow.
Mas 'Scofield' Selamt
does Prison Break!
But it is amazing,
isn't it? We're renowned for our top notch
security, being the country with a very low
crime rate and a safe city to be in. Yet the
Most Wanted Man In Singapore manage to
escape detention. You just got to say 'Wow!
How the hell did that happen?'
How the hell did he
escape?
Was it black magic?
Did the guards just
let him go?
Can he walk thru
walls?
One thing's for sure:
hell has broken loose.
On the plus side, Mas
Selamat has given hopes to all the inmates
at the detention facility. Now all of them
are thinking 'Yes! There is hope! We can
escape!'
All I can say is:
we're pretty much fucked now.
All I can wonder is:
this is what we're paying our civil servants
top dollar for? Bottom dollar security?
Clothes. We were
born without them but we have to go
through life wearing them. We change
clothes as our bodies outgrow them. Once
our body stops growing, we change
clothes to keep up with style and
fashion. All to feed our narcissistic
needs.
Thus the lifespan of
our clothes is at our whim and fancy.
But what constitutes an average lifespan
of clothes? Some people keep wearing
their favourite clothes year after year
after year. Even when such clothes are
out of fashion, they still keep it
around. Others who don’t have such
attachments to clothes change their
clothes every other week. Then there are
those who wore their clothes once or
twice and never wore them again.
So how long should
you keep your clothes?
This question came to
mind because my wardrobe is about to
burst. There was a lot of addition to my
clothing collection in the past 1 year,
more than there was in the past 3-5
years! This is partly due to the fact
that I get good deals on apparel under
Timberland, and partly due to the
ability I have to spend. The result of
my expanding collection is that I am
running out of space for my clothes. But
I don’t know if I should get rid of some
of them or just get a bigger cupboard.
My cupboard is about
to burst...
There are clothes
that I wear often. Then there are those
that I’ve not worn in the past 2-3 years
(maybe even more!). So should I get rid
of them or still keep them around?
Whether we realize it or not (most of
the time not, since ignorant is bliss),
it's in our nature to desire for more.
No matter how much we have with us, we
always want more. Enough is never really
enough for most. Thus it's rare to meet
a person who can honestly say he/she is
happy with what he/she has. Almost
never.
I'm pointing this out
because I wished for 3 day weekends.
Friday should be a weekend as well. That
way we have more time for a short
holiday like the one I just had this
weekend. Somehow weekends are never
enough for me. But rest assured that I'm
like many others.
We reached Gopeng, a
town at the outskirts of Ipoh, at about
5.30am. That's earlier than our
anticipated time. Feeling hungry, we
started to look for a place to eat. As
luck would have it, we bumped into a
local that pointed us in the right
direction. After much walking, we
reached a hawker centre! Some stalls
were just opening up. Good for us!
The hawker centre is
pretty small, and at every corner there
is a Wan Ton noodle stall. Talk about
variety. The only Muslim food available
to me was 'roti prata' so I had that.
Around 7.00am the
guides from the company that was
organizing the activity for us met us at
the hawker centre. After settling some
admin stuffs, we were on our way! First
stop: Caving.
Getting up the van...
...
in the van....
Down the van! Everyone is so happy and clean!
Caving
After about half an hour drive, we
reached our destination. Surprisingly
the cave that we were going to explore
was hidden from view by the thick jungle
growth around it. We were told that we
would start cave trekking from the top
and will eventually arrive at the bottom
of the hill. Sweet.
For this activity we
were equipped with helmets. Most of us
had torch lights as well. After the
preparation, we were on our way.
The trek to the top
was not that difficult (phew!). The
entrance to the cave looked pretty
impressive. Here the guide told us a bit
of the history of the cave and what we
could expect. In summary the cave have
very little bats in it, is not as big as
another cave, was used by the communist
as a hideout and has a small cave filled
with crystals in it! Unfortunately
access to the crystal cave will be
limited to five people only due to the
difficult nature of getting into and out
of the cave. More on that later.
Posing at entrance of cave...
Going down the entrance...
As we walked in, our
guide shared with us a bit about
stalactites and stalagmites that could
be found in it, and the type of
creatures we can expect to encounter. It
was pretty damn dark inside. If it
wasn't for the torches, we would
definitely have plenty of difficulty
going in, around and about!
Damn dark inside the cave...
...
so that's why we have helmets and torches!
The soil in the cave
was pretty loose, so moving around was a
bit of a challenge. In addition to that,
there were loose rocks as well as wet
rocks (water seeped thru the rocks). The
guide informed us that there is always
the chance of stalactites falling to the
ground. So there was plenty of danger
around.
We explored cave
after cave after cave. Actually there is
only one cave in the hill, but it has
many sub-caves and many entrance/exit
points. Thus it felt like we were going
in and out of a lot of caves.
Eventually we reached
a cave entrance that was quite small.
Here, the guide told us that this
entrance lead to a cave filled with
crystals! We were of course excited to
hear that. Eventually Rae, Junliang,
Desmond and myself were able to go into
the crystal cave, along with the guide.
The guide told us that we would have to
pay close attention to his instructions
as it was possibly a dangerous trek. In
fact he himself has fallen and gotten
injured while leading another tour group
into the cave. The reason why only few
people could go in was soon to be
revealed to us.
First, getting to the
entrance was tricky as it involved a bit
of climbing, but there wasn't a clear
foothold to step on. In fact Rae slipped
and fell on her first try to get up (she
was the first to go up). Luckily I was
spotting her and caught her as she
slipped, else she would have gotten some
serious injury.
Then, trekking in the
cave was not easy. The ground was
uneven. There were some wooden
boards/planks/poles for us to step on,
but the guide told us not all can be
stepped on! This made movement slow in
the cave. To add to the difficulty, the
further we got into the cave, the more
cramp it became. Anyone with
claustrophobia would get a panic attack
or even die in there. Good thing that we
wore helmets too, as our head kept
banging into the rocks protruding from
the walls. Eventually we abseiled down
this narrow trench and ended up in the
crystal cave!
Watch
out for broken planks!
Very
delicate walking here.
Abseiling down a narrow trench
The crystal cave was
beautiful! There were crystals
everywhere, embedded in the walls,
ground, stalactites & stalagmites. Our
lighting made the crystal shine and
sparkle. These are not those expensive
gems though. They're mainly quartz
crystals. I tried to pull one off a
stalactite but gave up since it was
firmly stuck there. Instead, I took some
from the ground as souvenirs (as well as
to show the rest).
Crystals!
More
crystals!
In
the cramped crystal cave!
After a while, we
made our way out. That's when I realized
how dangerous caving can be. As we made
our way out, there were times when we
could not make heads or tails of the right
way to go. The guide was the last to
leave the crystal cave, meaning we were
the first to exit. I went what I thought
was the right way, but it turned out to
be the wrong way! Lucky the guide was
around and close to us. Else we would
have ended up lost or injured or both!
When we finally made
it out, we shared our experience with
the rest before continuing on our
journey.
The next stop was
into this cave that was used by the
Communist as a bunker of sorts. Besides
seeing 'marks' left behind by people who
visited the cave, we saw writings and
symbols that were left behind by the
Communist guerrillas.
The mark of a
Communist in the cave
The area that we
went to was very, very spacious. In
fact, it's like one huge mansion! We
could have a party in the cave that
could easily fit up to 200 people! As we
walked, we didn't know were going in
circles till we reached the exact place
that we came in from. Eventually we took
a different turn that led us to the exit
of the cave, as well as the end of our
caving journey.
We emerged from the
cave dirty, sweaty, smelly and above
all, satisfied! :)
Rafting
After caving was done, we had our lunch
before heading to the starting point of
our rafting activity. We were given a
briefing on the safety of rafting and
what to expect in the next two to three
hours. For this rafting activity, we
were split into groups of 4. My group
members were Rae, Yuxuan and Eugene.
Each group would have a guide. Our guide
was called King.
After carrying
our rafts into the river, we were on our
way! The current in the river was quite
strong! We were doing some capsize
drills and I tried to swim back to my
raft but couldn't! All my efforts seemed
to be in vain as I wasn't moving despite
swimming very hard. That's when King
threw me a line and pulled me close to
shore. At least now I know what to
expect!
Taking a break...
Playing in the water...
Down the river we go!
Once drill
practice was over, we were on our way!
We paddled and steered thru the river,
with the rapids pushing our raft in all
directions. At times the raft would
rise, at times it would dip, as it goes
thru the rapids and rocks. That added to
the fun of the rafting activity.
Rafts would rise..
...
and rafts would dip!
Shortly after we
started, we had a pit stop. At this pit
stop, we got to experience body rafting!
Basically a guide will push each of us
into the middle of the river and let the
current push us down the river. It was
quite fun! And almost painless too as we
avoided the rocks while going thru the
rapids.
Body rafting!
Thereafter we
reached a part of the river that was
slightly calm. That's when all hell
broke loose as we took turns to pull and
push each other off the raft and into
the river! At one point, a group from
one raft jumped into another raft and
threw everyone in it overboard. At
another instance, two groups combined
effort to capsize another raft! It was
damn fun!
The last pit
stop, we reached a part of a river where
there was a branch overhanging across
the river. Some of us climbed up this
branch and jumped into the river. I was
the last to do it, and yes, it was damn
fun too! Hahaha...
Branching out as far as possible...
...
before jumping into the river! Wee~
Eventually the
rapids carried us to a point which
marked the end of the activity. I think
we were in the river for about three
hours, but somehow it seemed too short!
Time's always short when you're having
fun. Haiz...
Wet and Wild!
One thing's for
sure. We plan to come back in November
or December to go thru the rapids again!
This time it will be more exciting as it
will be the monsoon season. The speed of
the river would be faster and it's
volume will be more. In other words,
more excitement!
Let me know if
you're interested in joining. ;)
Night in Ipoh
After the rafting, we made our way back
to our hotel to wash up and get ready
for dinner. Dinner was splendid as we
indulged in one of Ipoh's famous dish,
'tao geh chicken' with another famous
dish, Ipoh 'hor fun'. Ate so much that
there wasn't enough room for desserts!
Hahaha...
After that, some
of us went to check out the clubbing
scene in Ipoh. I went along with the
clubbing gang. Well, needless to say we
had a lot of fun. Except when it was
time to go back. That was when we learnt
that there was no midnight cab in Ipoh!!!
Fuck! But we managed to get help from
one of the clubs who arranged for a cab
to take us back. In addition, one of the
locals agreed to give us a lift back to
the hotel as well.
We reached the
hotel tired, but happy.
All in all it was
a great trip and a memorable one for the
SIM-ODAC Alumni. =)
Since I woke up this
morning I haven't been in a good mood.
And through-out the day my mind has been
rather erratic. My mood swings back and
forth too. During these times I tend to
keep to myself more, though I will react
to people as if everything is normal.
Even when it's not.
Some times I
wonder if it's good to stay away from
people during my mood swings. But then
we are social creatures. We need to mix
around. Thus isolation is like a
punishment of sorts.
Anyway our mind goes
through thousands, if not millions, of
thoughts, ideas and memories in a
second. Thoughts move so fast in our
mind that at times we get lost in it or
overwhelmed by it. When everything goes
smoothly, things appear crystal clear to
me. And at other times, they are all
blurry. Today, it was all blurry.
My body feels
tired with all the haphazard mood swings
and constant thinking. Some times I try
to drown my mind out with music. Other
times I try to find an off or reset
button.
But one thing is for
sure: my mind is trying to tell me
something. However it is something that
my heart disagrees on. And so the battle
rages on.
Whether you know her or
not, the blonde in the following clip is
one of the finalist of American Idol and
one of Simon Powell's favourite (yes
favourite!). Check out the clip below to see
how smart she is. ;)
Weekends are supposed
to be a time to rest and indulge in some
leisure activities. However this weekend
I may have over-did it and now am having
a lack of sleep. Damn am I sleepy...
Anyway at the
moment I'm learning to form patterns on
my 4x4x4 Master Cube. Will show you what
I've learn if we meet. ;)
One way to look at life is as a series
of moments. One moment going to another
to another to another. Each connecting
moment holding different values to
different people.
And we remember life
as moments too. Our memories serve us by
recalling moments that excite us, thrill
us, sadden us, intrigue us and so on.
Each moment forever etched in our
memory.
One particular moment
in life is when a woman appears most
beautiful to a man. There are many ways
for that to happen. Like when she smiles
at him, when she walks close to him or
when they hold hands. Each of those
moment have it's merits.
But to me, the time a
woman appears most beautiful to a man is
when she appears at the time when he is
missing her the most. That's when she
is a sight to behold. A sight for heart
that have been yearning to see her
again.
Life is about passing
moments. Treasure the moments as they
appear.
I am in a fucking low morale. This
morning I discovered a horrific tragedy.
I had lost my digital
camera. My beloved Fuji F30D.
I do not know how it
could have dropped. All I know is that I
lost it in the area of Holland Village,
where I was yesterday to hang out for
supper.
Life fucking sucks at
this point in time.
And it had to happen
just before I was bound for my Thailand
trip. When I would need the camera the
most.
Chao Chee Bye.
I don't really feel
like going for the trip any more, but
since I'm flying off in a couple of
hours... just gonna have to drag my sad
ass down to the airport and just go
along with the program. Haiz...
Today I caught up a bit on
the current affairs and learnt about the
talk of the town, which is the sex
photos saga of Edison Chen.
As you may have
known already (the following is for
those who don't), this handsome dude had
his private photos splashed & shared all
over the Internet recently. The photos
were of him and/or other female artistes
having sex together. Lots of nudity and
kinkiness. Very nice.
According to
the resourceful people, Edison had slept
with quite a number of Hong Kong
celebrities. The power of good looks.
Lucky bastard!
Unfortunately
for them, he took their photos and
videos and had stored them in his
laptop. This laptop was sent for repairs
and their contents eventually ended up
with the World Wide Web. Ouch.
Now everyone
(with access to Internet) can see how
Gillian Chung and Cecillia Cheung looks
like in their birthday suits, thanks to
Edison Chen.
There are some
lessons to be learnt from all this.
Here's what I've learnt:
- If
you're thinking of filming or
photographing while fornicating, don't.
- If
you're going to film or photograph your
sex act, at least make sure you look
damn good in front of the camera. That
means deleting the ugly shots.
- If you're
thinking of keeping them in your
computer/laptop, don't. Keep it in a
portable hard disk that you lock up in a
safe.
- If your
laptop containing your private
collection crash, learn how to fix it
yourself.
- If you still
want your laptop fixed, at least take
out the hard drive.
- If you don't
know how to take out the hard drive,
burn the whole laptop. It's not worth it
having the pictures and videos land in
the wrong hands.
- No matter how
sorry you are, your scandalous photos
will still get spread all over the
Internet and a lot of people will be so
fucking pissed with you that you wished
that you're dead (that way you'll join
them in wishing that you were dead.
After all, if you can't beat them, join
them).
- Lastly, trust no
one with your private collection. No
one. Not even yourself (especially if
you don't know how to fix
laptops/computers).
To E.C: Thank you
for the pictures that you have
unwillingly shared with us. All the best
to your future endeavors. ;)
I try to live life to the
fullest while enjoying the beauty that life has to offer.
It's all about the brighter and
funnier side of life.
For everything else, you would
have to discover for yourself.