Symbols
>_< It's amazing how much you can portray with words, but what's even more amazing is how much you can portray with symbols. A picture paints a thousand words, but a symbol made from a few keys on the keyboard can mean so much more than a thousand words worth of feelings and emotions. Like O_O for example, it means shocked, awed, and all the synonyms of that emotion. It may also mean you have large round eyes O_O, or that you're spectacled. Well, four more days, and O_O will arrive. Wait for it. o_O
Change
Some random thoughts on Change. Change is ever present, around us, and in us. With no change, we can't better ourselves, yet we also won't be able to "worsen" (for lack of a better opposite to the word better). However, if we choose not to change, while everyone around us change for the better, aren't we relatively being worst off? Well everything's relative, just like how you call random strangers "brother" and "sister", or maybe "auntie" and "uncle"; they are your relatives.
Anyways, I live in this same house my whole life. It is a nice house. However, recently, a few weeks back, the large tree in front of the house was cut down, apparently because it was old and decaying and it was a danger to society. One morning, before dawn, walking out of the whitish gate, and subconciously acknowledging the tree's presence, the next thing I knew, when I came back from school in the afternoon-evening, the tree was gone, off to the big forest in the sky. Normally I would feel very sentimental over anything that was there for a long time, and is suddenly gone, especially for living objects. However, even though this tree was a living object, and it has been there since forever, when it was taken away I didn't really feel a thing. I guess I'm not as sentimental as I used to be. Well sometime during these past few days, someone or somebody planted a new plant in the spot where the tree used to be. It's sort of a shrub, or a palm, or something like that. I wonder if I will grow to like it like I used to like the tree.
O_O
Showing posts with label Thoughts. Show all posts
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Monday, July 28, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Instincts
Instincts
What do you call those feelings you get for a short while when you go about your daily life? As in, if you were walking along east coast park at night, and you see two bicycles coming towards you. What's the first action you want to do instinctively? Yep, I feel like knocking the riders off, just sticking ur arm out and letting momentum and gravity do their work. Hehe. I think it's leftover residual primitive actions that you want to perform but your new and improved developed brain tells you that it is wrong to do such stuff. Your instincts tell you - It's not fair, why are those people moving faster than me on bikes, they should be knocked off. Or, hey it's something moving, lets wack it. What do you think when you see a really tall guy? If you were me, first thoughts are "Whoa.", second thoughts are "the higher they are, the harder they fall".
Paintings
On today's newspapers Life section I found pictures of some paintings done by some chinese dude. The pictures were awesome, natually this also means the paintings were awesome. Also, paintings go for riducolously huge amounts of money, so I'd rather just take a picture of it and enjoy it at my own free time. Well, today's abovementioned paintings invoked certain emotions within me. One particular painting was of a mountain scene, and it showed a group of houses built into the mountain side, surrounded by rocks and snow, with a full moon shining above. From the painting I saw the strength of the human spirit, able to overcome most environments, and how humans band together naturally.
"Nature's beauty is eternal, unlike humans, whose beauty will fade with age." - Chinese painter Liu Gui.
What do you call those feelings you get for a short while when you go about your daily life? As in, if you were walking along east coast park at night, and you see two bicycles coming towards you. What's the first action you want to do instinctively? Yep, I feel like knocking the riders off, just sticking ur arm out and letting momentum and gravity do their work. Hehe. I think it's leftover residual primitive actions that you want to perform but your new and improved developed brain tells you that it is wrong to do such stuff. Your instincts tell you - It's not fair, why are those people moving faster than me on bikes, they should be knocked off. Or, hey it's something moving, lets wack it. What do you think when you see a really tall guy? If you were me, first thoughts are "Whoa.", second thoughts are "the higher they are, the harder they fall".
Paintings
On today's newspapers Life section I found pictures of some paintings done by some chinese dude. The pictures were awesome, natually this also means the paintings were awesome. Also, paintings go for riducolously huge amounts of money, so I'd rather just take a picture of it and enjoy it at my own free time. Well, today's abovementioned paintings invoked certain emotions within me. One particular painting was of a mountain scene, and it showed a group of houses built into the mountain side, surrounded by rocks and snow, with a full moon shining above. From the painting I saw the strength of the human spirit, able to overcome most environments, and how humans band together naturally.
"Nature's beauty is eternal, unlike humans, whose beauty will fade with age." - Chinese painter Liu Gui.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Thoughts: Work, Play, Life
Work
In the blink of an eye, we are now around the middle of term three. Exam results are back, fears have been confirmed, confidence has been shattered, other fears have been dispelled. Four days after the release of results, comparisons have been made, top students have been announced, them hogging the limelight, while the lower mortals below can only blend in with the crowd. When comparing your own results with other peoples, the first question is with whom should you compare your results - your closest friends, your classmates or perhaps only the best? The second question would be how fair would it be to compare yourself with these people? They may take different subject combinations, they may have had different teachers, but what if there is ceteris paribus, everything else is kept constant, the only difference is the points between you and the guy just like you, would that mean you are the inferior person? In the meritocratic society of Singapore, maybe only the score matters, for it is with numbers that parents can confidently boast about their children's achievements. Then again, maybe these two question shouldnt have arised in the first place, as the best comparison is with yourself. You know your capabilities, you know yourself, you know how well you can do, or maybe you don't, those are just illusions set by your ego to deceive yourself and this test will reveal your true self to you. Who knows what we are all capable of, the limits of men are bounded only by the restrictions we place upon ourselves. To break your own limit, a limit break, would that be the best that we all hope to strive towards? Who knows?
Play
I have been watching more movies recently, on the big screen that is. Get Smart... The Incredible Hulk... Wanted... Hancock... Hrmm, whats the point of watching movies on the big screen anyway? In this technological age, I'm sure there are other ways to watch the movie, if legality is not part of the issue. Well, the big screen has... a big screen, and loud sounds, and the satisfaction that you are paying the creator of the movie for his hard work (think 22 years). Well there's also friends. We all watch movies with our friends, so we can talk about the references and jokes in the movies after that. There is a certain connection from being in the same dark room with your friends for a couple of hours, staring into the moving light. Maybe these feelings are all just the same but upgraded emotions from our primitive days, where spending hours sitting together without fighting is a huge achievement in its own right. Anyways, for those four movies mentioned above, they are all nice movies, though some reviews have said otherwise. My standard for watching shows isn't high at all, I would like to believe that I can appreciate the works of art presented before me, unless the shows are really crap. Also, the latest movie I watched has just brought new meaning into one phrase I commonly use --- Good Job.
Life
The question of Life. Who am I? We are all humans, grouped into groups for convinience. There's the 50-50 split of gender, and then theres race, nationality, age, maritial status, school and more. Of those mentioned above, which is the best distinction? I would say age. Age is the record of how much of your limited life you have used up to gain exp in this life, and roughly how much more you have left. People of the same age can more oftenly relate to each other, rather than simply by gender, or race. Walking past people in a street, I pass another human male, I take no notice, I pass another Chinese, or another Singaporean, they dont matter. Then I pass a person of similar age to myself, and I sense a connection, we have lived in the same time peiod, borned mere years or months apart. We have both survived in this world till now, and happen to pass each other in the street. To quote somewhere, bonus points for whoever that knows where I got this from: "It's okay if we never meet again, I'm lucky you were here just for awhile."
But I digress. The main point that I wanted to write for Life is about Gep. These three innocent letters, put together in this order, creates numerous connotations and stereotypes when hurled at a person. I would not go into detail on what a Gep is, but today I was given a chance to reflect on what it means. A certain person was given a chance to make an announcement, and he did it in his usual flair and style. I instinctively cringed, as anyone would do when they see or hear other people seemingly attempting to embarass themselves. And then I heard unflattering comments and snide remarks from behind me. Call me bias, but I would tolerate such impolite behaviour if the person speaking was not my friend. Their attitudes and intolerance for anything out of the ordinary is what makes them just part of the general crowd. I don't know what they want, but if every single announcement for the rest of the year would be made in a monotonous voice, maybe they would be happy. It's no wonder why there's no one in their class that are Gep. Labels are meant to distinguish groups of people from each other, and they sure do a good job from separating the different people from the crowd. These labels will stick on us for a long time, whether we like it or not, but maybe, just maybe, we'll be the ones having the last laugh.
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In the blink of an eye, we are now around the middle of term three. Exam results are back, fears have been confirmed, confidence has been shattered, other fears have been dispelled. Four days after the release of results, comparisons have been made, top students have been announced, them hogging the limelight, while the lower mortals below can only blend in with the crowd. When comparing your own results with other peoples, the first question is with whom should you compare your results - your closest friends, your classmates or perhaps only the best? The second question would be how fair would it be to compare yourself with these people? They may take different subject combinations, they may have had different teachers, but what if there is ceteris paribus, everything else is kept constant, the only difference is the points between you and the guy just like you, would that mean you are the inferior person? In the meritocratic society of Singapore, maybe only the score matters, for it is with numbers that parents can confidently boast about their children's achievements. Then again, maybe these two question shouldnt have arised in the first place, as the best comparison is with yourself. You know your capabilities, you know yourself, you know how well you can do, or maybe you don't, those are just illusions set by your ego to deceive yourself and this test will reveal your true self to you. Who knows what we are all capable of, the limits of men are bounded only by the restrictions we place upon ourselves. To break your own limit, a limit break, would that be the best that we all hope to strive towards? Who knows?
Play
I have been watching more movies recently, on the big screen that is. Get Smart... The Incredible Hulk... Wanted... Hancock... Hrmm, whats the point of watching movies on the big screen anyway? In this technological age, I'm sure there are other ways to watch the movie, if legality is not part of the issue. Well, the big screen has... a big screen, and loud sounds, and the satisfaction that you are paying the creator of the movie for his hard work (think 22 years). Well there's also friends. We all watch movies with our friends, so we can talk about the references and jokes in the movies after that. There is a certain connection from being in the same dark room with your friends for a couple of hours, staring into the moving light. Maybe these feelings are all just the same but upgraded emotions from our primitive days, where spending hours sitting together without fighting is a huge achievement in its own right. Anyways, for those four movies mentioned above, they are all nice movies, though some reviews have said otherwise. My standard for watching shows isn't high at all, I would like to believe that I can appreciate the works of art presented before me, unless the shows are really crap. Also, the latest movie I watched has just brought new meaning into one phrase I commonly use --- Good Job.
Life
The question of Life. Who am I? We are all humans, grouped into groups for convinience. There's the 50-50 split of gender, and then theres race, nationality, age, maritial status, school and more. Of those mentioned above, which is the best distinction? I would say age. Age is the record of how much of your limited life you have used up to gain exp in this life, and roughly how much more you have left. People of the same age can more oftenly relate to each other, rather than simply by gender, or race. Walking past people in a street, I pass another human male, I take no notice, I pass another Chinese, or another Singaporean, they dont matter. Then I pass a person of similar age to myself, and I sense a connection, we have lived in the same time peiod, borned mere years or months apart. We have both survived in this world till now, and happen to pass each other in the street. To quote somewhere, bonus points for whoever that knows where I got this from: "It's okay if we never meet again, I'm lucky you were here just for awhile."
But I digress. The main point that I wanted to write for Life is about Gep. These three innocent letters, put together in this order, creates numerous connotations and stereotypes when hurled at a person. I would not go into detail on what a Gep is, but today I was given a chance to reflect on what it means. A certain person was given a chance to make an announcement, and he did it in his usual flair and style. I instinctively cringed, as anyone would do when they see or hear other people seemingly attempting to embarass themselves. And then I heard unflattering comments and snide remarks from behind me. Call me bias, but I would tolerate such impolite behaviour if the person speaking was not my friend. Their attitudes and intolerance for anything out of the ordinary is what makes them just part of the general crowd. I don't know what they want, but if every single announcement for the rest of the year would be made in a monotonous voice, maybe they would be happy. It's no wonder why there's no one in their class that are Gep. Labels are meant to distinguish groups of people from each other, and they sure do a good job from separating the different people from the crowd. These labels will stick on us for a long time, whether we like it or not, but maybe, just maybe, we'll be the ones having the last laugh.
Next Post Preview: No blood no foul.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Daffodils
Hi, you can call me Adam (this has nothing to do with Eve so lets keep her out of this), or Daffodils (dont ask, i wont tell).
Ah, the beauty of the english language. A whole language constructed out of 26 symbols and with spaces, that can portray most thoughts and feelings effectively and efficiently. Individual words have multiple meanings and alternative uses, hence there is an opportunity cost for writing each word, as other words are forgone. However, im not an english student, so heck the qualitative part and let's go into numbers. There are 26 combinations of 1 letter words, of which around.... 3 are oftenly used - a, u and i. Moving on, 676 combinations of 2 letter words, 17576 combinations of 3 letter words, and 456976 combinations of 4 letter words, of which 3 are oftenly used - one to express yourself during times of frustration and two opposites to express the deepest of feelings. So what's my point of saying all these? I also don't know, if you can find one, please tell me.
Hey it's my second blog post (third, counting the deleted one), let me tell you a story. I once had a little cactus plant, you know those that you put on your study tables and are just there to look pretty and green and to poke if you're not careful and to poke you if you're feeling sleepy. I tried taking care of it, feeding it lots of water, showering it with TLC. It turned over in its pot and died on me. I got another one, that one died too. For many times this happened, and using failed logic that i used in my TOK essay (and mathematical induction), when people conduct experiments or observe stuff, and the same result happens multiple times, we can conclude that the same result will happen in the future if the same experiment was conducted. But fools do not learn from past mistakes, and once in a while i would try my hand at raising another minature cactus plant. I have thought over it, maybe i was giving too much water, maybe i was giving too little sunlight, maybe the cactus just needed it's own private time, away from all the attention that a bored hyper boy could give. By altering the variables, maybe i could just succeed this once. Sometimes i would just sit in my room, with the ghosts of dead minature cacti around me, haunting me, but what could i do? It was over for them, they lived, they died, and they will never be the same again. Maybe i should give up and just grow other stuff, like bean sprouts. Those are fun to grow =)
Okay time to change topic. Today, i was stuck in a traffic jam along a neighbourhood road, i spent 12 minutes of my life travelling 1km. That's an average speed of 5km per hour, not your usual bus speed. Who do i blame for this? THE WORLD. That is why i want to change the world, one person at a time, starting with me. Sometimes it is fun to be random, doing nice stuff no one expects.
When was the last time you did something for the first time? This question is too vague, for if i go into the details, i did everything for the first time. This is the first time im writing my second blog post, this is the first time im spelng <--- that word wrongly, the list goes on. But answering the question in the general sense, i realise that maybe our lives are too ritualistic. We have schedules for everything, and at our current stage, life is but a repetition of the 7 days. O well, im not complaining, but sometimes you need randomness to spice up the mundane going-ons of life. As such, here is another of my random sentences that happens to actually make abit of sense:
"Can a jury fear behind the flawed heaven?"
I have written far too much for today, and yet i still leave many other things unwritten. Maybe those thoughts will be able to show themselves on a later date, maybe they will will bury themselves into my subconcious, surfacing only when they feel like it. Maybe.
The End. Why is this post so different from the last?
Ah, the beauty of the english language. A whole language constructed out of 26 symbols and with spaces, that can portray most thoughts and feelings effectively and efficiently. Individual words have multiple meanings and alternative uses, hence there is an opportunity cost for writing each word, as other words are forgone. However, im not an english student, so heck the qualitative part and let's go into numbers. There are 26 combinations of 1 letter words, of which around.... 3 are oftenly used - a, u and i. Moving on, 676 combinations of 2 letter words, 17576 combinations of 3 letter words, and 456976 combinations of 4 letter words, of which 3 are oftenly used - one to express yourself during times of frustration and two opposites to express the deepest of feelings. So what's my point of saying all these? I also don't know, if you can find one, please tell me.
Hey it's my second blog post (third, counting the deleted one), let me tell you a story. I once had a little cactus plant, you know those that you put on your study tables and are just there to look pretty and green and to poke if you're not careful and to poke you if you're feeling sleepy. I tried taking care of it, feeding it lots of water, showering it with TLC. It turned over in its pot and died on me. I got another one, that one died too. For many times this happened, and using failed logic that i used in my TOK essay (and mathematical induction), when people conduct experiments or observe stuff, and the same result happens multiple times, we can conclude that the same result will happen in the future if the same experiment was conducted. But fools do not learn from past mistakes, and once in a while i would try my hand at raising another minature cactus plant. I have thought over it, maybe i was giving too much water, maybe i was giving too little sunlight, maybe the cactus just needed it's own private time, away from all the attention that a bored hyper boy could give. By altering the variables, maybe i could just succeed this once. Sometimes i would just sit in my room, with the ghosts of dead minature cacti around me, haunting me, but what could i do? It was over for them, they lived, they died, and they will never be the same again. Maybe i should give up and just grow other stuff, like bean sprouts. Those are fun to grow =)
Okay time to change topic. Today, i was stuck in a traffic jam along a neighbourhood road, i spent 12 minutes of my life travelling 1km. That's an average speed of 5km per hour, not your usual bus speed. Who do i blame for this? THE WORLD. That is why i want to change the world, one person at a time, starting with me. Sometimes it is fun to be random, doing nice stuff no one expects.
When was the last time you did something for the first time? This question is too vague, for if i go into the details, i did everything for the first time. This is the first time im writing my second blog post, this is the first time im spelng <--- that word wrongly, the list goes on. But answering the question in the general sense, i realise that maybe our lives are too ritualistic. We have schedules for everything, and at our current stage, life is but a repetition of the 7 days. O well, im not complaining, but sometimes you need randomness to spice up the mundane going-ons of life. As such, here is another of my random sentences that happens to actually make abit of sense:
"Can a jury fear behind the flawed heaven?"
I have written far too much for today, and yet i still leave many other things unwritten. Maybe those thoughts will be able to show themselves on a later date, maybe they will will bury themselves into my subconcious, surfacing only when they feel like it. Maybe.
The End. Why is this post so different from the last?
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