it's the last day of belvedere BEAT - after many bottles of pure, cytrus and pomerancza, several others topped with moet or VC.
the impending inactivity disturbs me - the month has been great, couldn't have asked for a better month of june. working on BEAT has also left me with superb memories of the people I work with: in no order of preference, Marie and Esther, Pierre (bien sur que oui!), Sam, jeremy, cherine and kelvin, dorothy and sebastian from creative forte, amanda and cassh from attica, eugene lim (yes.. arrete) from indochine, jeffrey, shahmil and umm from china one.
oh and how can anyone forget the St. Pierre Experience? The food was great, admittedly, although before and after wasn't exactly comforting.
well it's monday soon, and hopefully, not a day spent sitting waiting for an email or two to come in so i can have something to do. much rather study for french test on friday - mention tres bien, please.. how bad can my conjugations get?
pretty bad, actually. study.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
La Mer
La mer, qu'on voit danser
le long des golfes clairs
a des reflets d'argent
La mer
des reflets changeant sous la pluie
la mer, au ciel d'été
confond ses blancs moutons
avec les anges si pur
la mer: bergère d'azur, infinie
voyez, près des étangs
ces grands roseaux mouillés
voyez, ces oiseaux blancs
et ces maisons rouillés
la mer, les a bercés
le long des golfes clairs
et d'une chanson d'amour, la mer
a bercé mon coeur pour la vie
Enfin.. heh.
le long des golfes clairs
a des reflets d'argent
La mer
des reflets changeant sous la pluie
la mer, au ciel d'été
confond ses blancs moutons
avec les anges si pur
la mer: bergère d'azur, infinie
voyez, près des étangs
ces grands roseaux mouillés
voyez, ces oiseaux blancs
et ces maisons rouillés
la mer, les a bercés
le long des golfes clairs
et d'une chanson d'amour, la mer
a bercé mon coeur pour la vie
Enfin.. heh.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
sometimes, i wonder why i feel so vindicated. especially in recent days when i read the newspapers. guess it's right to listen to people who really know the world and how it works.
le monde, et comment il marche - c'est une grand mystère. mais, quand on écoute de les experiences d'autres, on peut découvrir ce que a raison et ce que a tort. à ces temps, on saura ce qu'on doit faire pour réussir.
c'est ça, non? on doit être d'accord.
le monde, et comment il marche - c'est une grand mystère. mais, quand on écoute de les experiences d'autres, on peut découvrir ce que a raison et ce que a tort. à ces temps, on saura ce qu'on doit faire pour réussir.
c'est ça, non? on doit être d'accord.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Just went to take a look at two other blogs, courtesy of some free time and no alcohol today. Loh's and Sherwin's. Last posts dated 5th nov and sometime in august, respectively. Well, I won't go so far as to say I miss army life and all that, but what I will say is that I miss the memory of the way people were back then.
Then again, logically speaking, memories are always missed. by default. I can barely say that I'm thrilled by the way some of us have turned out (for others who've always been that way, what can I say?). For one, Sherwin's a miserable drinker. So am I, I suppose, although I must add that I was at it for 1.5 hours before his grand arrival. Not so elegantly wasted eh.
So there they are - memories of what used to be. I kinda liked the many sleepy afternoons with the cool air in the bunk being blown around by the fan that's directly above me (and sherwin frequently requests to have lowered. how low, i wonder. low enough to scratch our noses? hahaha) immediately after the 3pm hot shower. natural water tank heating. somehow you wonder how the water can get so hot but the bunk remain cool.
It's pathetic how some relationships have went the last few months. It's so awkward between some of us who used to be the closest of friends, thanks to one happening or another. So this is what the "real world" does to people: scares us, degrades us to our primal instincts and leaves us deprived of the intangible, non-profitable (yes, isn't it?) aspects of life that are, without doubt, the very foundations of our relationships.
maybe it was the apparent hopelessness of the entire ns affair that left all the "oh i want to make some money for so and so purpose" thoughts all the way till the end of our.. sentence. and with our meagre possessions, some of us strove to make a fortune mountain out of a financial anthill, and attempted to make up with time, effort and all things intangible what we lacked in cash and more importantly, credibility and experience.
yes, if you ask me, it's something regrettable. not completely, but at least to some degree.
Then again, logically speaking, memories are always missed. by default. I can barely say that I'm thrilled by the way some of us have turned out (for others who've always been that way, what can I say?). For one, Sherwin's a miserable drinker. So am I, I suppose, although I must add that I was at it for 1.5 hours before his grand arrival. Not so elegantly wasted eh.
So there they are - memories of what used to be. I kinda liked the many sleepy afternoons with the cool air in the bunk being blown around by the fan that's directly above me (and sherwin frequently requests to have lowered. how low, i wonder. low enough to scratch our noses? hahaha) immediately after the 3pm hot shower. natural water tank heating. somehow you wonder how the water can get so hot but the bunk remain cool.
It's pathetic how some relationships have went the last few months. It's so awkward between some of us who used to be the closest of friends, thanks to one happening or another. So this is what the "real world" does to people: scares us, degrades us to our primal instincts and leaves us deprived of the intangible, non-profitable (yes, isn't it?) aspects of life that are, without doubt, the very foundations of our relationships.
maybe it was the apparent hopelessness of the entire ns affair that left all the "oh i want to make some money for so and so purpose" thoughts all the way till the end of our.. sentence. and with our meagre possessions, some of us strove to make a fortune mountain out of a financial anthill, and attempted to make up with time, effort and all things intangible what we lacked in cash and more importantly, credibility and experience.
yes, if you ask me, it's something regrettable. not completely, but at least to some degree.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Alors
thought of the moment. Completely random, probably completely isolated. might not be another heh.
It's ironic that people value Money more than Time, even though the latter is the one that is irreplaceable, while the former is very much the reverse. It's a pity how people don't see beyond the glaring highlight of saving/earning lots and lots of money and realize the true cost, opportunity cost if you would, they're paying.
There're easier ways. Yes, you were right when you gave these lines:
"Let's talk about the risk factors. 1. Time; 2. Effort."
Risk, indeed. The biggest of which must be time. Having your time leveraged on for remuneration - that's probably the second saddest thing to selling your soul. Wouldn't cost much to throw in the effort as a free gift, while you're at it.
It's ironic that people value Money more than Time, even though the latter is the one that is irreplaceable, while the former is very much the reverse. It's a pity how people don't see beyond the glaring highlight of saving/earning lots and lots of money and realize the true cost, opportunity cost if you would, they're paying.
There're easier ways. Yes, you were right when you gave these lines:
"Let's talk about the risk factors. 1. Time; 2. Effort."
Risk, indeed. The biggest of which must be time. Having your time leveraged on for remuneration - that's probably the second saddest thing to selling your soul. Wouldn't cost much to throw in the effort as a free gift, while you're at it.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
j'ai vu le commentaire de Zhiheng.. eh merci bcp, mon ami :s tes remarques sont si compliqué que j'ai pris au moins de 5 minutes pour les comprendre complètement..
while i take another few minutes to figure out what's in that really long comment, here's what i initially wanted to post. just for fun.
leverage? what leverage when you spend the bulk of your time defending (rather than deriving benefit from) the organization you're associated with?
compare that with perhaps, just perhaps, "oh yes, hi. enchanté. I'm from moët hennessy diageo singapore.. and you?"
now that's cool shit leverage. :)
while i take another few minutes to figure out what's in that really long comment, here's what i initially wanted to post. just for fun.
leverage? what leverage when you spend the bulk of your time defending (rather than deriving benefit from) the organization you're associated with?
compare that with perhaps, just perhaps, "oh yes, hi. enchanté. I'm from moët hennessy diageo singapore.. and you?"
now that's cool shit leverage. :)
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
champion ou champignon? c'est la question. :) vraiment, non. je plaisante.. haha.. à propos, j'ai changé la langue de Blogger à Français. Pour l'instant, cela est maniable. Un peu pénible quand je doit utiliser le dictionnaire mais, le plus grand défi est quand j'essaie d'éviter d'utiliser Babelfish.
alors, parce qu'il est si difficile de créer ce message complet (bien que il est très simple..), je le publierai et vais lire Tintin :) Objectif Lune! Apres ça (oui, j'ai preparé), je vais lire l'episode suivante, "On a marché sur la lune"..
au fait, n'importe quelles corrections sont l'accueil.. je sais que je suis mauvais à cela..
alors, parce qu'il est si difficile de créer ce message complet (bien que il est très simple..), je le publierai et vais lire Tintin :) Objectif Lune! Apres ça (oui, j'ai preparé), je vais lire l'episode suivante, "On a marché sur la lune"..
au fait, n'importe quelles corrections sont l'accueil.. je sais que je suis mauvais à cela..
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