[21 Sept 10]
I have to be thankful for two cats tt wandered into my life in the past few months. I learnt to show compassion and love to these two mad, frisky animals even though it takes a hellish 2 mths for them and us to settle down to them.
Mom was never supportive in any of our little exploits, so we never rly regarded her advice. She specially woke us up in the middle of the nights (3am to be exact) the first week we kept Mittens, and decided we should just bring it downstairs and let her loose. I saw no logic in letting a poor helpless kitten out on her own to starve to death in the outside world (ppl seem to avoid cats a lot ard here) so I let Midnight out instead. She did give the option of either cat going off ("only one stray at one time") so I fulfilled her wish. She obviously liked Midnight also, after having the handsome cat for 8 mths in our midst... this ugly duckling from the bowels of the society 24 floors below probably carried rabies and would hv no place in our home, esp nt to replace Midnight.
I argued that between a baby and teenager, which would you rather let loose in the jungle? Not a very smart comeback though, but logic was not prevailant at tt time of day, never with mum anyway. She insisted still though, that we get changed and set free Mittens and get Midnight back. Nat was crying in her bed. Whn i saw her I tried not to cry. Mum was in a vulnerable position 'cos I could kick her face frm whr I laid.
Yeh, truth is the hse gets relatively dirty now tt the cats hv become our permanent tenants, but im the one doing the cleaning. I dun see any joy in tt, n lesser still whn mum tries to make her life seem miserable like she were suffering the consequences of a dirty hse. Whn all she does is nag it out. Im tired of this. I hv other better optimistic and compassion driven activities to keep me busy for my entire life, like the study of the Bible, helping in charities (umairah, who's doing well, tho she dropped out of Poly to work part-time n feed the family income) and writing interesting fiction tt hv more life than mum cud offer us.
I fear I would become like her if i continue staying near her n hving to put up w her blabber on ppl being untrustworthy and disinterested in her life jus 'cos no one bothers to visit Johan dying in hospital; Christians being ordinary sinners 'cos they all act alike; everyone else nt deserving of charity jus 'cos they seem to leech off you half the time when you're just stingy and materialistic with your money. It's your idol and you are thrifty for rainy days, but never for others' rainy days. What do u learn in 7 yrs at church? Flattery? Any excuse to shirk responsibility is a reason to be dead to all else and alive to yourself.
Sunday, 19 December 2010
Another day at a gathering of Leaders'
The SP Rotaract Club this evening had their 12th annual installation for their new members as well as new main committee. Present were the director from Rotaract Queenetown and Rotarians from various polys, unis and centres in Singapore.
My point is, I wish I had such external support from other clubs as the Rotaract Club has from the International Club. We have no such thing as external contacts. We don't even have internal communication 'cos nobody cares about the club or anything like admin work. Everyone is vying for camera-handling and editing. Well, there are many videographers out there and there is endless opportunity to mingle with them, but if I were to try, I would neglect club responsibilities and have strong connections but no stability in the club. And it is unstable as it is already.
At least the Rotarian members know that what they do, they do it for the betterment of society as well as self. It's a passion and the members have an inkling of what is expected of them, seeing from all the formalities they went through and the motivating speeches made and the touching passover of Presidency from Mateen to Kok Wei... I wish our club could do something like that and have Royston Tan or Ning do a moving speech in commemoration of our ancestors or soon-to-be-passed-out students. Damn it, our biggest star Peter Jackson would be invited to open the passover ceremony!
The good thing about our club is that you get to go to events for free and you meet lots of new people and you have somewhere to chill and socialise ('cos you can club-hop and drop in at other clubs for fun). At least I get to eat lunches without much distress these 1.5 yrs in poly. Also they have the coolest software to play with, but I constantly worry that Chin Kai's 1TB HDD space would run out in a few mths if the 2TB HDD is not bought soon. Other people like to pop in and admire the 30" screen Mac Pro like it was the finest thing on earth, but it's nothing really. It's like... old! Our ancestors worked for it with their 6 laptops.
I'm thankful tt our windows can be opened 'cos other clubs can't. And when it gets stuffy or stinky of food and feet and heat and fart, we can still air ours. The clubroom now requires us to remove our shoes as compared to when we simply walked in, collected the cameras and zoomed out. It's cleaner this way and you can lie on the floor when you're sweaty and smelly like Kenny and Marcus does.
They are the 2 idiots in the clubroom. But they were of help when it came to work sometimes. And now that I found tt Marc is not capable of admin work and Kenny wants to quit from a sleepover incident and getting his key confiscated, I have lesser manpower. Esme also doesn't want to do treasury or anything I ask her nicely to do, insisting that she work within her job scope (which is to call/sms freshies when I ask her to and I rarely ask her to). If these ppl won't do as they are asked, how am I going to be more relaxed and delegate jobs more as Kwee Chek said? It's back to square one yah. And I need a life. So much for studies come first. Screw the club. It's not a club; it's a person running the whole show called Videography Club.
And look at the red lines underlining the word videography! It's not even a proper term in the dictionary.
My point is, I wish I had such external support from other clubs as the Rotaract Club has from the International Club. We have no such thing as external contacts. We don't even have internal communication 'cos nobody cares about the club or anything like admin work. Everyone is vying for camera-handling and editing. Well, there are many videographers out there and there is endless opportunity to mingle with them, but if I were to try, I would neglect club responsibilities and have strong connections but no stability in the club. And it is unstable as it is already.
At least the Rotarian members know that what they do, they do it for the betterment of society as well as self. It's a passion and the members have an inkling of what is expected of them, seeing from all the formalities they went through and the motivating speeches made and the touching passover of Presidency from Mateen to Kok Wei... I wish our club could do something like that and have Royston Tan or Ning do a moving speech in commemoration of our ancestors or soon-to-be-passed-out students. Damn it, our biggest star Peter Jackson would be invited to open the passover ceremony!
The good thing about our club is that you get to go to events for free and you meet lots of new people and you have somewhere to chill and socialise ('cos you can club-hop and drop in at other clubs for fun). At least I get to eat lunches without much distress these 1.5 yrs in poly. Also they have the coolest software to play with, but I constantly worry that Chin Kai's 1TB HDD space would run out in a few mths if the 2TB HDD is not bought soon. Other people like to pop in and admire the 30" screen Mac Pro like it was the finest thing on earth, but it's nothing really. It's like... old! Our ancestors worked for it with their 6 laptops.
I'm thankful tt our windows can be opened 'cos other clubs can't. And when it gets stuffy or stinky of food and feet and heat and fart, we can still air ours. The clubroom now requires us to remove our shoes as compared to when we simply walked in, collected the cameras and zoomed out. It's cleaner this way and you can lie on the floor when you're sweaty and smelly like Kenny and Marcus does.
They are the 2 idiots in the clubroom. But they were of help when it came to work sometimes. And now that I found tt Marc is not capable of admin work and Kenny wants to quit from a sleepover incident and getting his key confiscated, I have lesser manpower. Esme also doesn't want to do treasury or anything I ask her nicely to do, insisting that she work within her job scope (which is to call/sms freshies when I ask her to and I rarely ask her to). If these ppl won't do as they are asked, how am I going to be more relaxed and delegate jobs more as Kwee Chek said? It's back to square one yah. And I need a life. So much for studies come first. Screw the club. It's not a club; it's a person running the whole show called Videography Club.
And look at the red lines underlining the word videography! It's not even a proper term in the dictionary.
Tribute to Mittens
Gosh, we had her only for like 5 mths and this is how she disappears. My only fear is that she is shivering and cold and broken somewhere on a ledge of the building 24 floors down. The only way she could disappear from the house was through a window as all the doors were locked. And our windows overlooked a 24-floor drop onto the laundry people sun outside the flat.
She had been doing well, eating real good, sometimes attacking our stash of walnut bread or scavenging the bin for morsels or catwalking her way across my desk to sniff at the potential food in my hand. Whether it was actually food or not, she figured those were good ways to get our attention, either by sauntering in menacingly and heading straight to the source of her interest (at which Nat or I usually grab her and plonk her somewhere else in the room) or she climbs up to your lap and goes her full body length, stretching to peer into your cup or have a nip at the yogurt. Anything that had a plastic crumpling sound was potentially edible. Anything tt had a paper crumbling sound was a potential play thing/food. When she got out of hand like overturn the entire wok of bread onto the floor for ants to eat, Nat really smacked her. But her butt was so cute you just wanted to pick her up and squish her... eeek!
Before we went overseas to Thailand last Tues, 7 sept, she had nails that would leave holes and lacerations and swells on us. It was probably the dirt under there and Nat couldn't be bothered to trim them 'cos Mittens struggled a lot. She was one frisky cat. With those nails she even made tears in the sofas, worse than Midnight who shortens his nails on the wooden basket. Bathe her and she'd claw you. Press the twice broken tip of her tail and she'd claw you. Let Nat put her on your back and she'd really claw you. We punished each other by throwing Mittens or putting her on each others' backs. Ouch. But after Takara Pets owner trimmed her nails (and cleaned her ears, yay) she was ever so cute and sparkling clean and smelled of Indian dust whn I collected her on 10 sept. But her lack of claws made her stumble once whn she catwalked the bedroom sill. And the second time she failed she was gone.
I tot she'd never grow up, but i saw thr was no rush 'cos she was only 5 mths old and despite her scrawniness and thin legs and big protruding tummy (the skin was so flabby it was hanging below her stomach) she made a cool Bucky cat. Minus the sarcasm. And hey, she could stand up on her hind legs imitating a meerkat. It's usually cute, so I would grab her upper legs and with her butt in my other hand, I make her sorta' "stand" in my hand looking like a black and white meerkat.
When I first saw her, she was on the bus bench looking so oblivious to everyone around her. It was the rush hour and buses were filing in and out and people were streaming around and there the lil' kitty sat, all curled up and quietly sleeping on the corner of the bench. Many of the adults dared not sit near her. She was just the size of my palm and I swooned over her the moment I laid eyes on her. But I was caught between messing with nature and just bringing her from her natural habitat under my wing where I couldn't really give her warmth and she might die (the neighbour near the lift lobby kept a 1/2 yr old kitty but she died under his lousy care). Ajmal said her mum could be nearby so I should leave her. I had called him to ask at what age do kittens open their eyes 'cos she kept hers closed a lot. But she had a good body of fur though thin and wispy, so she wasn't too young. And I had to rush to school. I left her at a bench whr the elderly hang out and rushed off. I told Nat to see if she was still ard the blk and to pick her up and bring her home 'cos tt would mean her mum wasn't nearby.
Now we had 2 monochrome cats and tt needed some getting used to. When Nat brought Mittens in, Midnight started snarling at her. Until he saw tt it was a she, and she was small. I knew they would get along. The only prob was Mittens kept biting and punching him in the face, or maybe just batting his nose with her claws extended. If he got too close, usually just for a sniff of her butt, she would turn and crouch and claw his paws, then he would be subdued and retreat. Sometimes they would even go wrestling and tumbling on the floor until Midnight hisses and runs from her. Thn she'd chase him for sport. After mths, their roughage became more silent and violent tt I would worry if someone would get hurt. Midnight really does hurt her sometimes with his fat heavy bulk and I spank them when I catch who started it. Of I would break up the fights. Recently, she would attack him less rigorously but he would still whine as much, probably out of boredom frm playing with Mittens.
Aside from getting used to their daily play-fighting, Mittens really took advantage of her small frame and thin but muscular legs (you could see the small muscles rippling under tt skin). And after hving seen her amazing feats of window treading and grille climbing, I stupidly thn started paying attn to tt and decided we would hv to keep the windows closed a lot of the time. If she's nt asleep, she'll be attempting the catwalk. She sorta improvised it frm a tree to step ladder sorta climb. Over time she got faster and was able to manoeuvre her way to the curtain rails frm the tight spaces in the grilles, and frm thr make a victorious leap with all the glory of 4 dusty paws sailing thru the air and cleaning off neatly on my pillow. The dust stains, and in no time, the top of the windows are clean. She did tt at certain times. 1) When I am abt to curl up in bed, she would be all left out and rattles her way up to access my bed. 2) When she feels she has to wake me in the morning for breakfast, but Nat took to feeding them at 7ams so I didn't hv to starve them while I slept in. 3) When she just wants to wake me up. Initially I didn't close the windows so I would leap right out of bed to haul her back in. After tt, she just jumps onto me and bites my fingers with her itty-bitty teeth. her mountain climbing skill was a cool factor of ten I ever saw in a cat. I tot she might make a gd mountain climber and could accompany me on the Mt. Kinabalu hike in the future. She would probably be f
The opening of the fridge door meant time to explore the interior of the lower shelves. Any opening of the storeroom door meant time to go into the wild mazes of the junk and dig deep for treasure/food. The baking of something was potential food; the washing of utensils or raw things was potential food; the putting of laundry outside was potential food; the small movement in my swivel chair was "What is she doing? I'll crack an eye open just to see..."; the unnecessary lumbering to and fro the house meant "she's up to something, it must be lotsa food!"; the walking towards the kitchen meant food 'cos tts whr Nat and I feed them and Mittens would race ahead of me everytime I step out the bedroom door... I get really frightened I would trod on her 'cos she weaves very closely to your legs and in the 1st mth we trod on her a lot. Poor thing. The weird thing is despite her lil' idiosyncrasies and the will to be out of this world, she nvr rly mewed or whined for food, only attn, except the once or twice whn Midnight was whining also for food did she join in a little, giving soft and short miaos. They were usu sharp and shrill.
She's really sensitive to motion and is very curious to know what you're up to that she hung ard me a lot whn I was cramming for exams the last 3 wks and while doing nth during the YOG hols too. So the last 5 weeks b4 she fell, we really grew nearer and I
It's tragic. Just like tt. Poof. A close companion of mine who became even closer still when the exams came up. I still miss her. I cry my eyes out thinking how dreadfully she went. The best house cat in the world is no more!
She had been doing well, eating real good, sometimes attacking our stash of walnut bread or scavenging the bin for morsels or catwalking her way across my desk to sniff at the potential food in my hand. Whether it was actually food or not, she figured those were good ways to get our attention, either by sauntering in menacingly and heading straight to the source of her interest (at which Nat or I usually grab her and plonk her somewhere else in the room) or she climbs up to your lap and goes her full body length, stretching to peer into your cup or have a nip at the yogurt. Anything that had a plastic crumpling sound was potentially edible. Anything tt had a paper crumbling sound was a potential play thing/food. When she got out of hand like overturn the entire wok of bread onto the floor for ants to eat, Nat really smacked her. But her butt was so cute you just wanted to pick her up and squish her... eeek!
Before we went overseas to Thailand last Tues, 7 sept, she had nails that would leave holes and lacerations and swells on us. It was probably the dirt under there and Nat couldn't be bothered to trim them 'cos Mittens struggled a lot. She was one frisky cat. With those nails she even made tears in the sofas, worse than Midnight who shortens his nails on the wooden basket. Bathe her and she'd claw you. Press the twice broken tip of her tail and she'd claw you. Let Nat put her on your back and she'd really claw you. We punished each other by throwing Mittens or putting her on each others' backs. Ouch. But after Takara Pets owner trimmed her nails (and cleaned her ears, yay) she was ever so cute and sparkling clean and smelled of Indian dust whn I collected her on 10 sept. But her lack of claws made her stumble once whn she catwalked the bedroom sill. And the second time she failed she was gone.
I tot she'd never grow up, but i saw thr was no rush 'cos she was only 5 mths old and despite her scrawniness and thin legs and big protruding tummy (the skin was so flabby it was hanging below her stomach) she made a cool Bucky cat. Minus the sarcasm. And hey, she could stand up on her hind legs imitating a meerkat. It's usually cute, so I would grab her upper legs and with her butt in my other hand, I make her sorta' "stand" in my hand looking like a black and white meerkat.
When I first saw her, she was on the bus bench looking so oblivious to everyone around her. It was the rush hour and buses were filing in and out and people were streaming around and there the lil' kitty sat, all curled up and quietly sleeping on the corner of the bench. Many of the adults dared not sit near her. She was just the size of my palm and I swooned over her the moment I laid eyes on her. But I was caught between messing with nature and just bringing her from her natural habitat under my wing where I couldn't really give her warmth and she might die (the neighbour near the lift lobby kept a 1/2 yr old kitty but she died under his lousy care). Ajmal said her mum could be nearby so I should leave her. I had called him to ask at what age do kittens open their eyes 'cos she kept hers closed a lot. But she had a good body of fur though thin and wispy, so she wasn't too young. And I had to rush to school. I left her at a bench whr the elderly hang out and rushed off. I told Nat to see if she was still ard the blk and to pick her up and bring her home 'cos tt would mean her mum wasn't nearby.
Now we had 2 monochrome cats and tt needed some getting used to. When Nat brought Mittens in, Midnight started snarling at her. Until he saw tt it was a she, and she was small. I knew they would get along. The only prob was Mittens kept biting and punching him in the face, or maybe just batting his nose with her claws extended. If he got too close, usually just for a sniff of her butt, she would turn and crouch and claw his paws, then he would be subdued and retreat. Sometimes they would even go wrestling and tumbling on the floor until Midnight hisses and runs from her. Thn she'd chase him for sport. After mths, their roughage became more silent and violent tt I would worry if someone would get hurt. Midnight really does hurt her sometimes with his fat heavy bulk and I spank them when I catch who started it. Of I would break up the fights. Recently, she would attack him less rigorously but he would still whine as much, probably out of boredom frm playing with Mittens.
Aside from getting used to their daily play-fighting, Mittens really took advantage of her small frame and thin but muscular legs (you could see the small muscles rippling under tt skin). And after hving seen her amazing feats of window treading and grille climbing, I stupidly thn started paying attn to tt and decided we would hv to keep the windows closed a lot of the time. If she's nt asleep, she'll be attempting the catwalk. She sorta improvised it frm a tree to step ladder sorta climb. Over time she got faster and was able to manoeuvre her way to the curtain rails frm the tight spaces in the grilles, and frm thr make a victorious leap with all the glory of 4 dusty paws sailing thru the air and cleaning off neatly on my pillow. The dust stains, and in no time, the top of the windows are clean. She did tt at certain times. 1) When I am abt to curl up in bed, she would be all left out and rattles her way up to access my bed. 2) When she feels she has to wake me in the morning for breakfast, but Nat took to feeding them at 7ams so I didn't hv to starve them while I slept in. 3) When she just wants to wake me up. Initially I didn't close the windows so I would leap right out of bed to haul her back in. After tt, she just jumps onto me and bites my fingers with her itty-bitty teeth. her mountain climbing skill was a cool factor of ten I ever saw in a cat. I tot she might make a gd mountain climber and could accompany me on the Mt. Kinabalu hike in the future. She would probably be f
The opening of the fridge door meant time to explore the interior of the lower shelves. Any opening of the storeroom door meant time to go into the wild mazes of the junk and dig deep for treasure/food. The baking of something was potential food; the washing of utensils or raw things was potential food; the putting of laundry outside was potential food; the small movement in my swivel chair was "What is she doing? I'll crack an eye open just to see..."; the unnecessary lumbering to and fro the house meant "she's up to something, it must be lotsa food!"; the walking towards the kitchen meant food 'cos tts whr Nat and I feed them and Mittens would race ahead of me everytime I step out the bedroom door... I get really frightened I would trod on her 'cos she weaves very closely to your legs and in the 1st mth we trod on her a lot. Poor thing. The weird thing is despite her lil' idiosyncrasies and the will to be out of this world, she nvr rly mewed or whined for food, only attn, except the once or twice whn Midnight was whining also for food did she join in a little, giving soft and short miaos. They were usu sharp and shrill.
She's really sensitive to motion and is very curious to know what you're up to that she hung ard me a lot whn I was cramming for exams the last 3 wks and while doing nth during the YOG hols too. So the last 5 weeks b4 she fell, we really grew nearer and I
It's tragic. Just like tt. Poof. A close companion of mine who became even closer still when the exams came up. I still miss her. I cry my eyes out thinking how dreadfully she went. The best house cat in the world is no more!
Thursday, 16 December 2010
Internet is Green Hor!
Random CASS students...
[Just another article I did for SP Environment Club's facebook space. The next few articles will be on green too, so don't mind the over-enthu greens! Save Gaia!]
by: Chia Kylie, 25 Nov 2010
If you think you’re being left out from the cool greening things and stuff going on in SP, think again. There are more platforms than just the physical environment on campus.
SP’s own Go M.A.D. [Go Make a Difference] website www.spgomad.sg is a great platform for SP students and environmentalists to discuss hot topics and be in the know of recent campus green activities or be informed of events to be. It consists of Go Green movements in particular, www.spgogreen.sg, and inspirational innovations or ideas from SP students, lecturers and directors in general from Go Inspire, www.spgoinspire.sg.
Not just another platform that SP has for show, the contents within their forums are newsworthy and are necessary for any youth to ponder over. Recently, lecturers are using the Go Green website to get students to submit their tutorial essays or comments on topics relating to whatever is green. Little issues like the impacts of plane travel on the environment in the long-run or recycling in Singapore are fresh ways to get student input. Also, we’re online all the time, so the online Go Green forum is almost the perfect pedagogy and for engaging cyber spaced-out students. Very apt, and a plus point to the tutorial, I must say.
Principal Tan Hang Cheong meets with MP for Choa Chu Kang district.
The SP Go Inspire website focuses on anything revolutionary or plain crazy. So long as you have the heart and courage to pen down that thought, and thereafter to publish it in Go Inspire as a proposal or for publicity’s sake, that’s good enough! Ruskin Ong, SP Env Club’s President, proposed the idea The Thinking Mosaic for example, and has recently put that idea into action, collecting dozens of dusty banners from lecturers and Student Club Officers. Will he be able to get the montage into the Book of World Records as described in his proposal? Do get updated on this event and other Environment Club-initiated events by visiting the Env Club website: www.spenvclub.cca.sg.
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Go Make a Difference: Over 500 Daily Ways to Save the Planet
courtesy of roceco.co.uk
by: Chia Kylie, 25 Nov 10. lol, randomly pulled out of the computer.
Go Make a Difference, or Go M.A.D., coincidentally the same name as SP’s main green movement website (www.spgomad.sg), is a book providing “500 daily ways to save the planet”. Consisting of tips and ideas from various people, conservation groups and websites, the book also suggests ways of supporting ecological and ethical campaigns. Published in 2006, it is an essential for budding young change-makers and environmentalists.
Sunday, 12 December 2010
Inception in DVDs 7 Dec... finally!
Actors/Actresses: Leonardo DiCaprio (Cobb), Joesph Gordon-Levitt (Arthur), Ellen Page (Ariadne), Tom Hardy (Eames), Ken Watanabe (Saito), Marion Cotillard (Mal), Dileep Rao (Yusuf), Cilian Murphy (Robert Fischer), Tom Berenger (Peter Browning), Michael Caine (Miles), Pete Postlethwaite (Maurice Fischer), Lukas Haas (Nash, architect)
[With this many characters, you'd expect more subconscious subjects turning up in the shared dreams. Nolan could do a series for the duration of when they were training for lucid dreaming. How many dark/bright events/memories would flash past and weird people they would meet...]
Movie website:
http://inceptionmovie.warnerbros.com/dvd/
The website is now more interactive and fun than when it was first put up in June 2010. There are more games and cool stuff to download that remind you 7 Dec is the day to head to the video store!
The prologue to the Inception movie is in pdf comic form called Prologue: The Cobol Job. Read it at the link above to get how Cobol Engineering is involved in Cobb's extraction case and why they are constantly on his tail.
Inception. Um, what can I say... it BLOWS your mind?! The show is loads of fun and is intellectually challenging, questioning the world around you and the world inside your head. The ending itself is a conundrum, and what many would suggest, was Christopher Nolan's idea of a horrible global prank. "The movie was made for the ending", hahax! I know Christian Bale wasn't too pleased about the ending though...
Btw, there are no spoilers in this one (for those who haven't watched the movie phenomenon, who are in other words, idiots) 'cos thr are too many things happening in each nanosecond, too many stories to factor in.
Ending Interpretations:
1) A 25-year old friend suggested Cobb didn't bother about the spinning top totem any longer because for him, it simply didn't matter. He was back with his loved ones, his dad and kids again, after so long and that was what was important. It didn't matter if he were in reality or dream state, he had what he wanted. Happiness. Right...
2) It was a dream from start to end. Cobb was trapped in limbo all along and is searching for a way back home in his subconscious. Ariadne was sent into his subconscious by Cobb's dad Miles, as a means to revive Cobb from dream state. She sits back and lets Cobb take care of it himself in the end, after the truck fell into the water with Cobb still inside. She must have thought he either needed to wake himself up when he finally found the need to as he was capable of doing so, or that he's better off in dream state.
3) Cobb is stuck in limbo with Saito from the attempted inception aboard the plane to US. He hasn't woken up. If Saito hasn't woken up also, he cannot have made that phone call to clear Cobb of all charges in US. So getting back to US safe and sound would have to be dreamed up by Cobb. [I hate this version...]
4) The totem will fall, if you give it 5 more seconds. This calls for a Sequel!!
Cobb is in reality and his family is back together at last. For real. Though I wouldn't bet on it, seeing that his children have the same clothes on as when he left them.
5) Cobb is trapped in his dad Miles' dream. Miles is in limbo and Cobb is a subject of his subconscious, and it may all be memories that Miles has of Cobb and his wife, and to some extent, traps them in his dreams, of which they are unaware of. He cannot let them go. His ideal reality may be to have the family back together again.
6) That's about it... Another friend could only conclude after watching it, tt we are all living in our own alternate reality, our own dream lands. Our life is nothing but a dream... and I smacked him.
Theories 2 and 5, on the whole story being a dream. While Cobb's time with Mal may have been real, that she was his wife, they went into limbo together and Mal died but he keeps her as a memory, while all that happened, the fact that Cobb had touched Mal's totem and planted it inside her head means the totem is screwed; he nor the audience can trust it to decipher if he were in dream state or reality any more. (Which brings up the issue why he knew inception was as possible as extraction, but more risky.)
Plus!! Some guy on Youtube actually bothered to watch the entire movie from lucid dream start to credits. Edith Piaf's Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien was playing (the song was used as a kicker to waken dreamers). He found out that while credits was rolling, her music suddenly slowed and started drawling! It then transformed into the Inception theme song, which was constantly playing throughout the movie. If Cobb was hearing it all along, it may add to the point that he was in limbo and someone in reality was trying to wake him. See Inception Ending music Comparison. Get the DVD and blow your mind away!
To bring science fiction to a higher level, I'm not sure how the dream machine works (given tt we only hv glimpses of it every now and then) but it seems one does not need a machine to share dreams. Lucid Dreaming connects one dreamer to another subconsciously by sharing dreams. According to Dorling Kindersley's Book of Dreams, you can control who you meet, what you talk about and if you can very consciously turn your hand around in your dream, you can do just about anything in it. Of course there are all the little symbols and feelings and insecurities in dreams that your brain needs to let loose of, 'cos you suppress it in reality or have that constant fear/longing (refer to ever famous behavioural theory on Id and primal instinct: sexuality needs).
Some form of deja vu also occur in dreams. It's usually my favourite part 'cos the dreams sorta warn or inform me of near or distant parts of my life. I brain spams dreams during exams, like the optimising period for crazy ideas. You can attempt stress to find out what creative ideas your brain can offer, but don't prolong the stress periods. 4 times a year is more than enough... not that i have a choice.
Did I mention the DVD comes out on 7 Dec?
Saturday, 27 November 2010
Alice in Vunderland [uber late review]
Review made: 26 May 2010
It strikes home, this movie. The next step, I guess, is to read the book that's got me curiouser and curiouser. I so love Alice and her determination.
The plot is a typical story of courage, friendship and power, a cliched fantasy fiction that is rather a far cry from Lewis' child-like intentions which only deals with dreams. Burton's version deals with the Red Queen and overthrowing her, a sorta solution to her evil reign and not leaving us hanging as we were when we watched the classic Alice years back. The evil Red Queen still ruled and Alice was left to run in escape from capture, which did not seem to serve as a proper ending. Up till now.
i wouldn't say Burton ruined our long-loved childhood tale or did it injustice. Nor would I praise it to high heavens. I was actually unhappy with the whole affair after Alice went home to an average ending to the adventure. Of course I left the cinema feeling less than satisfactory and that thr was sth more tt could be had. I think I felt upset like the Mad Hatter was whn Alice didnt decide to stay behind. Maybe tt was it!... There was some sort of belonging she had w tt place, yet she denied it.
Sigh, all the colourful characters tt were, in the world of metaphors and madness... everyone had a bit of madness to them. All had their own eccentricities and weirdness to their name. Red Queen had evil surrounding her moat, White queen was exaggerated thru her gentleness (tho esme claims she has some dark side to her too), the Cheshire cat smiles (I naively tot cats cud smile or portray their happiness until i got a cat =P i was deceived!), the caterpillar is smart tho, and the Mad Hatter... what can i say, except woots!!
Friday, 19 November 2010
4 Logos (good and bad)
Bad logos 
Not to say they're all that bad, especially when you have thousands of different companies in a specific location and all of them need their own logos. Example, if you were travelling through Malaysia to Kota Tinggi, you would have passed car factories, tyre repair shops, barber shops, 7-Elevens, restaurants, and by then the artistic value of logos reduce to naught. Not that it matters; we just want to get to that chendol stall on the roadside.
"Can't Fail Cafe" can't fail. It catches attention, but in case tt's not a logo, below are 2 more...
The "TS" Da Cheng Che Hang logo resembles the Taisei Corporation logo that deals with Japanese cartoon figurines and toys. If you can't read Chinese, you can't tell it's about cars.
"Photo Art Association of Singapore" does not seem very artistic or eye-catching. Maybe it's about bird-watching in Singapore (white bird below Singapore map in the middle).
Good Logos
Logos that one can identify quickly, usually the branded ones, or logos that are just attractive to the layman (eg. McDonald's) are considerably good logos.
Louis Vuitton is well-branded; having the LV letters or the flowery background on you identifies you with the brand immediately.
"J Team Productions" founded by local director Jack Neo. I wanna' work there in the future.
Logo for a Friend (DI project)
Design and Illustration teacher Mr Victor Seow enforced a "post your stuff on a blog" rule, so school projects will be projected here for the next 6 months.
Logo created for Lewis. Not a very good embodiment of manliness, but I was watching Cowboy Bebop and was influenced by their '80s style setting.
Logo for Esme. Her estranged and tested relationship with her family can be symbolised by a lot of heartbreaks.
Logo for Hazmi. Simple guy yet possibly inwardly distraught, hence the black eye bag.
Random sketch. Line art.
Random sketch. Birds were my first good sketch. Were, ahem...
Saturday, 9 October 2010
A walk with God never ends
Weeks of Quiet Time with SP Navigators sisters teaches a lot than I have studied in the last year. For one, eternal life began when we accepted Christ: 1 John 5: 11-12 And this is the testimony, God has given us eternal life, and this Life is in His Son. He who has the Son has Life; he who does not have the Son of God does not have Life.
Simply put, the old is passed away; behold all things have become new (2 Corinthians 5:17). Having now the new life, since we have accepted Christ and thus received the gift of eternal life, what then would you do with the new life? What would you invest in with your new body and spirit? Will you defile it as you did the old life? How will you treasure it now?
I guess it's not so much putting everything in the past into oblivion so you don't have to deal with those skeletons in the closet anymore. Of course we would not turn back to the old self to make our conscious decisions any longer, but incline to the new person to make those decisions. Old mistakes are still there to be had so we don't commit them again... The memory of tt a sad fleeting moment, bt always a reminder tt your old life did this wrong, dun do it again.
If I could turn the clock back, I might have made sure Mittens was still with me. How I miss her. I guess the feeling must be the same when you have your own innocent child suffering and dying while you watch. How painful it was for God.
Simply put, the old is passed away; behold all things have become new (2 Corinthians 5:17). Having now the new life, since we have accepted Christ and thus received the gift of eternal life, what then would you do with the new life? What would you invest in with your new body and spirit? Will you defile it as you did the old life? How will you treasure it now?
I guess it's not so much putting everything in the past into oblivion so you don't have to deal with those skeletons in the closet anymore. Of course we would not turn back to the old self to make our conscious decisions any longer, but incline to the new person to make those decisions. Old mistakes are still there to be had so we don't commit them again... The memory of tt a sad fleeting moment, bt always a reminder tt your old life did this wrong, dun do it again.
If I could turn the clock back, I might have made sure Mittens was still with me. How I miss her. I guess the feeling must be the same when you have your own innocent child suffering and dying while you watch. How painful it was for God.
Monday, 20 September 2010
Extended tribute
Mum was searching for it yesterday and was talkin with a bangla cleaner abt any cats they saw in the last 2 days. He said his fren did find a dead one on thurs and he had to do a bit of cleaning. Mum reduced her English to pri 1 standard but she couldn't get anything else out of the man 'cos he didn't understand what was colour. Additional info like "it's bad news, it must hv been a mess and they probably used water"... were all mummy's. I realised the only info she got was "dead cat found on thurs".
It was all bad parenting on my part. I tried to redirect tt anger and self-pity towards God and blaming Him for killing my kitty 'cos He was a jealous God. I misinterpreted tt idea frm Xue Zhen, but i was dead wrong. I loved Mittens but not enough to care about her like a mother would. What makes it worse is tt I cant communicate with her so I assume half the time tt she already knows that climbing the window grilles are simply dangerous. But it was because I let her since young, to climb those and even in unconscious ways led her to try out new stunts like go higher or new places. I feel so stupid. I wasted her.
It was all bad parenting on my part. I tried to redirect tt anger and self-pity towards God and blaming Him for killing my kitty 'cos He was a jealous God. I misinterpreted tt idea frm Xue Zhen, but i was dead wrong. I loved Mittens but not enough to care about her like a mother would. What makes it worse is tt I cant communicate with her so I assume half the time tt she already knows that climbing the window grilles are simply dangerous. But it was because I let her since young, to climb those and even in unconscious ways led her to try out new stunts like go higher or new places. I feel so stupid. I wasted her.
Friday, 17 September 2010
Tribute to Mittens
Gosh, we had her only for like 5 mths and this is how she disappears. My only fear is that she is shivering and cold and broken somewhere on a ledge of the building 24 floors down. The only way she could disappear from the house was through a window as all the doors were locked. And our windows overlooked a 24-floor drop onto the laundry people sun outside the flat.
Saturday, 4 September 2010
HISHEdotcom, can't live with it, can't live without it
This would be cool, if HISHE animations would just die!... They have the most horrible suggestions, the other most outstanding and memorable moment was the one on How LOTR Should Have Ended and I was caught between laughing and crying. Well, this new make on Inception really brought back that same feeling. Grrr.
But the vid animation is true to an extent, 'cos that is one of the flaws of the movie... Apparently I was unconciously half hoping during the movie, that there would be more projections from the other characters, so that the movie had a chance of becoming a series like Lost because of its overwhelming number of characters involved. Cobb probably had stronger dream projections and could overcome everyone else's, I guess, so they reduced the confusion rate that was to take place...
But the vid animation is true to an extent, 'cos that is one of the flaws of the movie... Apparently I was unconciously half hoping during the movie, that there would be more projections from the other characters, so that the movie had a chance of becoming a series like Lost because of its overwhelming number of characters involved. Cobb probably had stronger dream projections and could overcome everyone else's, I guess, so they reduced the confusion rate that was to take place...
Thursday, 22 July 2010
The hopelessness of trust
It's not abt me today tho. It's Kenny our loyal Logistics manager who apparently
Mittens the suicidal cat
And it's not raining that makes it worse.
Sunday, 18 July 2010
I'm so angry
In fact I pay more. It's not worth it. I wish I could drop school and just keep writing to pay for my meals and cats. It's simple and pathetic but at least I would be having the time of my life! I want to find back that peace again... the times when I had LOTR in hand and the whole afternoon to myself instead of rushing to someone else's event. When I can bring my cat around the void deck and feel the fresh breeze and meet the other infamous neighbourhood cats. When I can ponder on the Bible with my pen and paper. When I can gather potpourri and clean my room. When I need not get distracted by guys who try to get fresh w me and keep dropping hints. When I have time to breathe. I miss God...
(NIV) Psalm 23:1 The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not be in want.
and thus I shall sing myself to sleep, but this too shall pass.
Monday, 28 June 2010
RoboCup 3rd day commences...
The third day at RoboCup at Suntec City began at Toys ‘R Us instead of the usual open competition field at the Convention Halls 4 and 6. This is the first time Home segment judges decided to test service robots in a real world location.
Everyone began craning their heads from outside the glass display window to catch a glimpse of Digoro
Sunday, 27 June 2010
A brief of last few weeks
[Pics courtesy of Minna, which I pulled off her FB.]
Saturday, 5 June 2010
Monkey's Paw play at CASS - horrifically astounding!
(I recommend reading the book first before attempting to absorb this jibber jabber. Written for feature writing module.)
[Pic courtesy of World Wide Web, forgot the source =P]
What would you do if you had an enigmatic, mummified monkey’s hand that could grant you three wishes but produced only dire consequences, and you can vouch for it because you’ve witnessed it yourself?
Oh, just pass it on to another friend who has a family of two to care for, and who already lost a son prior to your last visit. They wouldn’t mind you conspicuously handing Herbert, their only son now, some malicious-looking, potentially devastating little object that probably
Thursday, 13 May 2010
I adore Hypocrisy =)
dun stoop to tt lvl tho... unhealthy. I'm always in the sadist mood for moments like these, whn everything seems irrelevant. Like, I tried so hard and got so far, but in the end, it doesn't even matter! These times, you embrace your alter ego, and let urself go a bit. The world becomes more insane than u last rmbred haha!... and everything you ever stood for falls to pieces. Just rmbr, thrs always one hand u can cry on: God's... *sobs
Wednesday, 12 May 2010
Weekly Haiku IV
ok, i broke the chain for last week's, but here goes.
on distant dreams,
All around is white!
It's as peaceful as heaven.
...Nope, just the toilet.
on distant dreams,
All around is white!
It's as peaceful as heaven.
...Nope, just the toilet.
Monday, 10 May 2010
RoboCup 2010 Press Conference
Think RoboCup is about 11 robots from each team chasing a ball around a field? Think again.
At the RoboCup 2010 Media Conference held at SP Auditorium Reception Hall on 6 May 10, press delegates from all over the world were enlightened on what to expect from this year's 3,000-strong event.
To be held at the Suntec Singapore International Convention & Exhibition Centre on 19-25 June, local teams will be challenged by scientists and students from world-renowned institutes in Japan and Australia, who were previous host countries.
The competition will be tougher with a resounding 40 participating countries pitting their skills to secure top honours in the championship. And with 70% of local schools taking part, interest in the robotics-related event is expected to soar among our youths.
Director of Economic Development Board (EDB), Mr Jonathon Kua, was excited for the purpose of RoboCup in inspiring youths to be problem-solvers, 'challenging them to think outside of the box', and gain experience in building real robotics systems. 'Hospitals, for example, are using Artificial and Intelligent Systems solutions to conduct surgical procedures more efficiently and also aid patients in rehabilitation training,' says My Kua.
The EDB is supporting a dual degree PhD program recently initiated between Nanyang Technical University and Carnegie-Mellon University; the objective being to train students to be future leaders of Robotics and Intelligent Systems.
Likewise, the relevance of Robotics and Intelligence Systems are reflected in the competition categories, where the finals of the major competitions are on the last day (*hint hint). Categories like RoboCup@Home focuses on robotic solutions for society and domestic use; RoboCupRescue aims to provide search and rescue applications; RoboCupJunior inspires students to be interested in science and technology and RoboCupDemonstration hopes to develop emerging technologies for industry.
Under the RoboCupSoccer category is competitive football. The idea surrounding this hefty category is to advance so rapidly and develop off each others' innovations that we will be able to 'develop fully autonomous humanoid robots to beat the human World Cup Champions by 2050'! And having seen what Singapore Polytechnic and Nanyanng Technical University has put together during the demonstrations at the media conference, I'd say we're hitting the benchmark, no less!
Talk about SP's major involvement in the RoboCup as the organisor: our school would be mobilising all staff and students to help in the chaperoning our foreign counterparts, video recording for media , live coverage on SP Campus Radio, distribution of F&B supplies and performances for opening and closing ceremonies. So get into the thick of the action and volunteer already!
The event is open to public after the first two days of registration, from 21-25 June, 8am to 8pm. For more scheduled information, go to robocup2010.org.
See you here, at this other World Cup!
~written for the fullStoP publication.
Friday, 7 May 2010
ARGH! I'm gonna interview Mika!
Ok, so it's not rly confirmed or anything yet... but still, ARGHH!!!!
I mean, it would be so cool to meet him! I wanted to join the concert in Expo Max Pavilion on 14 June, but it is only a one-night event!... and the cost of the cheapest seats are 78 bucks!
My school, SP's publication, fullStoP magazine, might be arranging it and I jumped at the chance when it was mentioned... of course I shrieked in Esme's ears first. HAHA!
After staring helplessly at the ticket price online (www.last.fm/mika+singapore), I let myself be content with listening to his year-old albums on my laptop, Life in Cartoon Motion and The Boy who Knew Too Much. I like the 2nd album better as he starts to talk to teenagers more here and the beats are funkier.
It would be so damn cool to interview him! It would be like talking to Freddie Mercury hahaha! His music was what made me open up my mind to others around me, esp. Marcus, a good friend, tho weird...
I squealed at the thought if the very idea... *SQUEAL!!!!
I mean, it would be so cool to meet him! I wanted to join the concert in Expo Max Pavilion on 14 June, but it is only a one-night event!... and the cost of the cheapest seats are 78 bucks!
My school, SP's publication, fullStoP magazine, might be arranging it and I jumped at the chance when it was mentioned... of course I shrieked in Esme's ears first. HAHA!
After staring helplessly at the ticket price online (www.last.fm/mika+singapore), I let myself be content with listening to his year-old albums on my laptop, Life in Cartoon Motion and The Boy who Knew Too Much. I like the 2nd album better as he starts to talk to teenagers more here and the beats are funkier.
It would be so damn cool to interview him! It would be like talking to Freddie Mercury hahaha! His music was what made me open up my mind to others around me, esp. Marcus, a good friend, tho weird...
I squealed at the thought if the very idea... *SQUEAL!!!!
Wednesday, 5 May 2010
I couldn't believe this test!
I mean, just because I don't trust ppl much don't mean I'm self-centred!! Is the information even believable? -.-
| Disorder | Rating |
| Paranoid: | Low |
| Schizoid: | Low |
| Schizotypal: | Low |
| Antisocial: | Low |
| Borderline: | Low |
| Histrionic: | Low |
| Narcissistic: | Moderate |
| Avoidant: | Low |
| Dependent: | Low |
| Obsessive-Compulsive: | Low |
-- Personality Disorder Test -- -- Personality Disorder Information -- | |
~Book review~Johnny Depp : a kind of illusion, Denis Meikle.
You can rely on Denis Meikle to pry out every inkling of Johnny's biography, from youthful rebel in The Kids rock band to the humourous-sad telling of Ed Wood's life, to the frisky Jack Sparrow. The book never fails Johnny or the reader.
It reads almost as an entire narrative, barely chaptered tho, and in chronological order of Johnny's line of work. From on-screen movie synopses to off-screen snippets of conversations between famed director Tim Burton and him, read this edition like a book and Johnny, his own protagonist.
The author digresses once in a while and leaves you hanging tho, but he makes up for it in his intricate research and spontaneous comments. I rate this book: Only for Johnny Depp fans! Woots!
It is available in SP Main Library, Main Colours Lending (lvl 1)... reserve it, grab it, drool all over it!~~
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