Whenever I hear Spirited Away, I am reminded of how *playing* music helped me to reset emotionally when I was younger.
But now, I can't play the same musical instrument.
Have to switch from keyboards to maybe voice.
A lot more verbal empathy and encouragement words and tones and stories.
It is different.
Doesn't have quite the same childhood impact.
But way way way more versatile.
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Thursday, December 14, 2017
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Be funny or they will kill you.
"If you are going to tell people the truth, be funny or they will kill you."
Hahahaha. I like this quote.
It's one thing to know the truth.
It's another thing to tell the person (yourself/other people) the truth.
And it's an entirely different thing to act on the truth.
--
That's one of the reasons why businesses want people who are good with people. People who can empathize and know how to say the right, persuasive, sometimes humorous words. People who can sort out the nuances in the situation.
Think:
that idiot who's just blind to how he hurt you and still think he's right.
the 'me' who's rather ashamed of myself sometimes
the inconvenient choices we had to make
the convenient, but not so good choices we make
We're human. So we've our strengths and weaknesses. It's not necessarily bad to be like this, but it's definitely good to improve for productivity's sake. The question is, at what cost? The cost of immense pain and loss of productivity that results from the brutally painful truth? Or at the cost of temporary pain from the seemingly-less-brutal truth?
Effectiveness and efficiency is important.
It's not just about career. It's also about moral/ethical/happiness growth too.
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2nd random note:
It's better to express whatever we think, with good intentions shown, and be wrong, than to shut up and let the situation be as it is. It's sometimes rather uncool, but whatever. See situation lah, then decide the strategy.
Hmm. I remember when I stopped speaking out often. That's when, my interest in the subject cooled down.
Hahahaha. I like this quote.
It's one thing to know the truth.
It's another thing to tell the person (yourself/other people) the truth.
And it's an entirely different thing to act on the truth.
--
That's one of the reasons why businesses want people who are good with people. People who can empathize and know how to say the right, persuasive, sometimes humorous words. People who can sort out the nuances in the situation.
Think:
that idiot who's just blind to how he hurt you and still think he's right.
the 'me' who's rather ashamed of myself sometimes
the inconvenient choices we had to make
the convenient, but not so good choices we make
We're human. So we've our strengths and weaknesses. It's not necessarily bad to be like this, but it's definitely good to improve for productivity's sake. The question is, at what cost? The cost of immense pain and loss of productivity that results from the brutally painful truth? Or at the cost of temporary pain from the seemingly-less-brutal truth?
Effectiveness and efficiency is important.
It's not just about career. It's also about moral/ethical/happiness growth too.
-------------
2nd random note:
It's better to express whatever we think, with good intentions shown, and be wrong, than to shut up and let the situation be as it is. It's sometimes rather uncool, but whatever. See situation lah, then decide the strategy.
Hmm. I remember when I stopped speaking out often. That's when, my interest in the subject cooled down.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
A Friendship Poem
I stumbled upon this today...
--
You Say You Want to Be Just Friends
You say you want to be just friends,
But do you mean goodbye?
Is that the easy way to end
The wish without the why?
You owe me nothing, as I owe
You equally, and yet
There's something in the undertow
I cannot just forget.
There's something lovely like a song
That's waiting to be heard,
Or like the feelings that belong
To some unspoken word.
And so with you I cannot simply
Smile and stay aloof.
I take the risk of asking frankly
For the untold truth.
---
Reminds me of the sweet, sometimes unappreciated poems that we used to write in autograph books when we were younger. My autograph book is still missing. It was last with, I can't remember her name anymore. I just hope she doesn't throw it away, so that one day, we might actually meet again, and then I might be able to reclaim my old autograph book.
CNY this year was good. I saw some interesting faces, including the Greek boyfriend of a cousin, and a long-lost cousin whom I last met years ago. And the atmosphere was good generally.
Hmmm. Although my family ties are still ok, friends have been becoming more and more distant. It's largely my own fault. I'm not one who makes a lot of time for friends, or people in general. This is because there're so many things that demand time, and there's also the fact that I have a very long 'warm-up' period. I wonder if it was ever shortened.
Anyway, I think it's important that we're good to ourselves before we can be truly good to others. To me, to be good to ourselves is to be able to keep ourselves through achievement of important goals while appreciating the journey, which is what makes life life. That means we have to prioritize, and balance living in the now and preparing for the long-term.
(But of course, this priority ladder is different from people to people. Or sometimes, it's so vague that we end up regretting our prior decisions, or sometimes we regret difficult choices when we need not, especially when there was already a 'sunk cost'.)
Haha. This style of self-talk, was influenced by the fable "The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari" which my sister borrowed from her library, which I read over CNY because it was the only short storybook available to me. The book's good, its presentation is better than many other self-help books, which I guess, explains why it was a bestseller for quite many weeks.
Hmm. I think my grammar in speech is becoming really bad, maybe because I have not been talkative enough nor book-reading enough for quite a long while. Nonetheless, I enjoy conjuring new words or new phrases everyday, just as much as a lot of manglish/singlish users. (:
Haha. I just found my old stash of poems that I long ago immortalized on Angelfire, which was one of the few free website providers then. Back then, I still used my old email (which by the way, isn't supposed to sound narcissistic, but to sound like joys forever). I remember especially liking the Friends 2 poem.
--
You Say You Want to Be Just Friends
You say you want to be just friends,
But do you mean goodbye?
Is that the easy way to end
The wish without the why?
You owe me nothing, as I owe
You equally, and yet
There's something in the undertow
I cannot just forget.
There's something lovely like a song
That's waiting to be heard,
Or like the feelings that belong
To some unspoken word.
And so with you I cannot simply
Smile and stay aloof.
I take the risk of asking frankly
For the untold truth.
---
Reminds me of the sweet, sometimes unappreciated poems that we used to write in autograph books when we were younger. My autograph book is still missing. It was last with, I can't remember her name anymore. I just hope she doesn't throw it away, so that one day, we might actually meet again, and then I might be able to reclaim my old autograph book.
CNY this year was good. I saw some interesting faces, including the Greek boyfriend of a cousin, and a long-lost cousin whom I last met years ago. And the atmosphere was good generally.
Hmmm. Although my family ties are still ok, friends have been becoming more and more distant. It's largely my own fault. I'm not one who makes a lot of time for friends, or people in general. This is because there're so many things that demand time, and there's also the fact that I have a very long 'warm-up' period. I wonder if it was ever shortened.
Anyway, I think it's important that we're good to ourselves before we can be truly good to others. To me, to be good to ourselves is to be able to keep ourselves through achievement of important goals while appreciating the journey, which is what makes life life. That means we have to prioritize, and balance living in the now and preparing for the long-term.
(But of course, this priority ladder is different from people to people. Or sometimes, it's so vague that we end up regretting our prior decisions, or sometimes we regret difficult choices when we need not, especially when there was already a 'sunk cost'.)
Haha. This style of self-talk, was influenced by the fable "The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari" which my sister borrowed from her library, which I read over CNY because it was the only short storybook available to me. The book's good, its presentation is better than many other self-help books, which I guess, explains why it was a bestseller for quite many weeks.
Hmm. I think my grammar in speech is becoming really bad, maybe because I have not been talkative enough nor book-reading enough for quite a long while. Nonetheless, I enjoy conjuring new words or new phrases everyday, just as much as a lot of manglish/singlish users. (:
Haha. I just found my old stash of poems that I long ago immortalized on Angelfire, which was one of the few free website providers then. Back then, I still used my old email (which by the way, isn't supposed to sound narcissistic, but to sound like joys forever). I remember especially liking the Friends 2 poem.
Monday, January 25, 2010
I'm an authentic queen
My brain is working at an awesomely sl-o-w speed, that even snails will sigh at me.
Observations
1. I can't absorb during lectures, I have to read my notes/readings after lectures to understand, and I take a long time at that.
2. I take super long to complete my tutorials.
3. I'm like a small kid who needs extremely specific instructions during a basketball game, defense and offense tactics aren't instinctive to me. Too many moving people = too many volatile variables => makes me confused. Keeping too many changing variables in mind is also not my thing. Spontaneity oh spontaneity.
4. In debate, I seem to take +3 seconds to think compared to everyone else.
5. I remember how even in organ class, a long time ago, Ms Cheong said: "If other people take half a second to get it, Wei Yong will take 2 seconds to get it! If she takes 1 second, it's wonderful!"
6. In conversations, especially group conversations, I tend to wander off at a thought, and take too long to return to the dialogue, that I take 3 seconds to give .. no, not a proper response.. but a "Huh?".
Perhaps... no, definitely... this is why I'm the reigning "Blur Queen".
On a sidenote, I'm extremely happy that hall people haven't called me blur much.
YESSS! I have successfully kept my regal characteristics concealed.
On an endnote, 2nd sem does not look good.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Quote of the day, and Rag
"The Best and most Beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched. They must be felt with the heart..."
--- Helen Keller
Today I just received an email from one of my ACJC teachers, who won an award for his spirit of community service. I remember friends telling me nice things about him although I don't know him personally. He ended his email with the above-mentioned quote.
Okay, he was actually quoting William Arthur Ward in his email, whom he supports, "When we seek to discover the best in others, we somehow bring out the best in ourselves."
On another note, about Rag...
(Lazy to explain what rag is about. Guess. Will explain if someone asks.)
Today I stayed at the SRC from 1.30am till 2.30pm like that for the sake of guarding/transporting the float and supporting the raggers.
Rag-helping is quite fun, especially when u see the people transporting the platforms looking like pirated-cd-sellers who're escaping the police. Hahaha. And also especially if u're involved in the rush in a less stressful way (like screwing on/off the beam for the front part of the float).
From observing the other floats since like 3am, I thought KR had a good chance of winning. But when the results were announced, all the other halls keep winning: eusoff, sheares, eusoff, ke7, eusoff, wth. Oklah. I really do think that they were pretty good too. Eusoff's under-the-sea colours are nice.. sheares's engineering for all their moving parts is amazing... ke7's ship, esp. the back part, is also very pretty... but still, KR's is very different from the rest and very detailed and nice too kay..
first heard KR's name for the Flag fundraising amount. (we raised like S$50k+ in a day okayy.. it was sooo tiring that day... oh. and i'm surprised that quite a lot of people gave like S$1 and S$0.50 coins, especially the older aunties. Not as kiamsiap as I thought Singaporeans would be. But the young working class people are still very kiamsiap.) ..
okok. back to rag... so then.. they announced the best Rag performance/presentation/what-is-the-difference-laaaa goes to.. not-KR-i-can't-remember... again where's KR??? Aiyah. Got no small awards, no chance for big awards already lah... got no mood to cheer edi lah.. and then when the last award - the overall thing which is the chancellor's shield i think - was announced.. everybody just cheer for the sake of cheering lah.. and then .. and then.. we wonnn! yay! wahahahaha.. makes the waking up early.. and the rag rushing worth it.. makes the seniors' 3 month effort damn worth it!!! WE DEFENDED THE CHANCELLOR'S SHIELD!! which is no mean feat kay.. before this, it was like an alternate year thing.. KR won a lot a lot 3 years ago.. and totally lost 2 years ago... and last year won a lot a lot... and this year.. well.. the pattern was indicating that history might repeat.. until the results were out!! haha. got a McD treat from the hall master at the end of the whole tiring thing.
oh bytheway, about the sun tan on my face... there're K and R patches of tanless-ness! Lesson learned: Never never paint your face when you're out and about during a hot day! aiya...
on another note. my room is really smelly. because i dropped my megahuge-dynamo bottle.. and the cover broke.. and the detergent spilled at the area around my doorstep.. and i think i didn't clean it well just now because i was tired and hungry.. and i have not cleaned it properly because i'm going to sleep and getting dirty before sleeping ain't a good idea....
but now. i regret. should've cleaned it properly eventhough i was tired and hungry.. it's so smelly... i'm leaving a big gap in my room door for better air circulation. sleep with door open.. -_- me no like. but better than smelly room. haihz.
**
9 Aug 2009 edit: Okay, I slept with door closed last night. I think the smell's from outside my room. I realized that because my room is now very well ventilated but it still stinks for like a few minutes at a time (Reminds me of MGS's wakaf).
12 Aug 2009 edit: amount raised during flag. paiseh. remember wrong.
**pardon the messiness, this is, after all, a rummaged bin.
--- Helen Keller
Today I just received an email from one of my ACJC teachers, who won an award for his spirit of community service. I remember friends telling me nice things about him although I don't know him personally. He ended his email with the above-mentioned quote.
Okay, he was actually quoting William Arthur Ward in his email, whom he supports, "When we seek to discover the best in others, we somehow bring out the best in ourselves."
On another note, about Rag...
(Lazy to explain what rag is about. Guess. Will explain if someone asks.)
Today I stayed at the SRC from 1.30am till 2.30pm like that for the sake of guarding/transporting the float and supporting the raggers.
Rag-helping is quite fun, especially when u see the people transporting the platforms looking like pirated-cd-sellers who're escaping the police. Hahaha. And also especially if u're involved in the rush in a less stressful way (like screwing on/off the beam for the front part of the float).
From observing the other floats since like 3am, I thought KR had a good chance of winning. But when the results were announced, all the other halls keep winning: eusoff, sheares, eusoff, ke7, eusoff, wth. Oklah. I really do think that they were pretty good too. Eusoff's under-the-sea colours are nice.. sheares's engineering for all their moving parts is amazing... ke7's ship, esp. the back part, is also very pretty... but still, KR's is very different from the rest and very detailed and nice too kay..
first heard KR's name for the Flag fundraising amount. (we raised like S$50k+ in a day okayy.. it was sooo tiring that day... oh. and i'm surprised that quite a lot of people gave like S$1 and S$0.50 coins, especially the older aunties. Not as kiamsiap as I thought Singaporeans would be. But the young working class people are still very kiamsiap.) ..
okok. back to rag... so then.. they announced the best Rag performance/presentation/what-is-the-difference-laaaa goes to.. not-KR-i-can't-remember... again where's KR??? Aiyah. Got no small awards, no chance for big awards already lah... got no mood to cheer edi lah.. and then when the last award - the overall thing which is the chancellor's shield i think - was announced.. everybody just cheer for the sake of cheering lah.. and then .. and then.. we wonnn! yay! wahahahaha.. makes the waking up early.. and the rag rushing worth it.. makes the seniors' 3 month effort damn worth it!!! WE DEFENDED THE CHANCELLOR'S SHIELD!! which is no mean feat kay.. before this, it was like an alternate year thing.. KR won a lot a lot 3 years ago.. and totally lost 2 years ago... and last year won a lot a lot... and this year.. well.. the pattern was indicating that history might repeat.. until the results were out!! haha. got a McD treat from the hall master at the end of the whole tiring thing.
oh bytheway, about the sun tan on my face... there're K and R patches of tanless-ness! Lesson learned: Never never paint your face when you're out and about during a hot day! aiya...
on another note. my room is really smelly. because i dropped my megahuge-dynamo bottle.. and the cover broke.. and the detergent spilled at the area around my doorstep.. and i think i didn't clean it well just now because i was tired and hungry.. and i have not cleaned it properly because i'm going to sleep and getting dirty before sleeping ain't a good idea....
but now. i regret. should've cleaned it properly eventhough i was tired and hungry.. it's so smelly... i'm leaving a big gap in my room door for better air circulation. sleep with door open.. -_- me no like. but better than smelly room. haihz.
**
9 Aug 2009 edit: Okay, I slept with door closed last night. I think the smell's from outside my room. I realized that because my room is now very well ventilated but it still stinks for like a few minutes at a time (Reminds me of MGS's wakaf).
12 Aug 2009 edit: amount raised during flag. paiseh. remember wrong.
**pardon the messiness, this is, after all, a rummaged bin.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Sleepedidoodah sleepedideh
You know what?
Around me, all the people who admit they sleep a lot are super tall lah.
My youngest sister, the pig, who sleeps almost 11 hours a day everyday(until i returned from singapore), is taller than me by a lot a lot.
so not fair.
a few friends in singapore also like that.
in malaysia? ok lah. not so many uber tall friends, can't say.
actually, among my sisters, i sleep the least lah. all my sisters sleeeeeeeep a lot. maybe that's why i'm the shortest :(
unlike they, who sleep until 10-11am, i so semangat wake up by 8-9am, because i don't wanna miss hours of life when i can be playing, having fun, reading, or something, more concretely beneficial than sleeping.
i totally regret. sleep more. better. grow taller.
basketball didn't help.
swimming didn't too.
taekwondo didn't either.
exercises don't help.
sleep helps.
i'm gonna sleep more once i can.
aiyoh.. at this age, still can ah?
but still have to sleep early "for health" as mummy says.
Around me, all the people who admit they sleep a lot are super tall lah.
My youngest sister, the pig, who sleeps almost 11 hours a day everyday(until i returned from singapore), is taller than me by a lot a lot.
so not fair.
a few friends in singapore also like that.
in malaysia? ok lah. not so many uber tall friends, can't say.
actually, among my sisters, i sleep the least lah. all my sisters sleeeeeeeep a lot. maybe that's why i'm the shortest :(
unlike they, who sleep until 10-11am, i so semangat wake up by 8-9am, because i don't wanna miss hours of life when i can be playing, having fun, reading, or something, more concretely beneficial than sleeping.
i totally regret. sleep more. better. grow taller.
basketball didn't help.
swimming didn't too.
taekwondo didn't either.
exercises don't help.
sleep helps.
i'm gonna sleep more once i can.
aiyoh.. at this age, still can ah?
but still have to sleep early "for health" as mummy says.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Ignorance, acceptance
Sometimes I wish I was, is, and always will be,
the most ignorant idiot in the world
Then I might be an absolutely happy fool
Then there's no need to mangle myself
But then, that's not human
Half ignorant, half aware
I learn, I realize, I grow
A little bit at a time
It creates mood waves
Love the peaks
Hate the dips
It makes life more interesting eh?
More miserable moments
More funky moments
Then, I give up
the steering wheel,
the burdens,
the judgments,
the thinking,
the everything to God,
the God who created me for His purpose.
Then it feels simpler, calmer and better
Then it all makes sense
And then there's joy.
--
Attempt to write some retarded poetry in the blog #1
the most ignorant idiot in the world
Then I might be an absolutely happy fool
Then there's no need to mangle myself
But then, that's not human
Half ignorant, half aware
I learn, I realize, I grow
A little bit at a time
It creates mood waves
Love the peaks
Hate the dips
It makes life more interesting eh?
More miserable moments
More funky moments
Then, I give up
the steering wheel,
the burdens,
the judgments,
the thinking,
the everything to God,
the God who created me for His purpose.
Then it feels simpler, calmer and better
Then it all makes sense
And then there's joy.
--
Attempt to write some retarded poetry in the blog #1
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