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just one tender moment i cannot find.. well maybe i had none

Monday, July 31, 2006

I give you 2 days. And time is running out. No reply no nothing.

It just shows so much.

I really am tired of listening to explanations that doesn't redeem yourself. I gave you too many chances. But not once did you prove yourself worthy to be in my good books.

I don't deny that I may be over-reacting but I'm tired of keeping a straight face all the time. People don't know how hard I have at life, how hard it is to step into the house. People just don't know.

And for you to just break me down further, I have nothing else to say.
I've been tolerant one too many times.
I've been forgiving one too many times.
I've been clapping my own hands one too many times.

But if you do want to redeem yourself, I guess you have work to do, because 2 years of friendship isn't that easy to build.

I gave up trying to understand you.

Friday, July 28, 2006

Freshie

Today's welcome session was a enriching in a sense that all the abbreviations like MC, GEM, S/U, CAP, LSM, CM, ST, breadth, SS and others were clarified so that freshies could make informed decisions when bidding for modules.

But I came to realise that planning for your major starts in the first sem itself; ultimately the modules that you take must satisfy not only the faculty requirements but also the university requirements and the graduating requirements. So it's wise to carefully plan the route of modules that will eventually give you the B.Sc with or without Honours.

As expected the Life Science talk had the most attention from the freshies. Well, Su said that her cohort had 600 taking Life Science as a Major. So I guess I should expect more from this batch.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Still on EQ?

Okok... I'll stop as soon as I find out the meaning. For those who are clueless... here's the definition...

Intelligence regarding the emotions, especially in the ability to monitor one's own or others' emotions and to interact effectively with others.

Sand-tosa

Well, here I am, sitting in front of the computer with my supper and my drink to accompany me through the journey of photo sorting just to get the entry right.

Let me take my first bite...

It has been a while since I last stepped on Sentosa. I can say that the whole revamp is looking fine. Can't wait till they open the monorail again so we won't have to walk. Haha.

Err... I think I'll put some here and the rest goes to my flickr (it's the captured moments link). I'll only put the top of the line pictures by renowned photographer only. Haha... no offence to the rest.

The luge ride was interesting, though short. Overall I prefer the skyride to the luge. Didn't realise I had a tremendous fear of heights. Haha...

Err... dun think I'm gonna post pics here. Just check out the flickr. Too lazy today...

And I just had to mention that today's cloud phenomenon was so out-of-this-world. It not only had us snapping pics of it but the rest who were there were amazed by the sight.

God's beauty is so unmatched.

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Wednesday, July 26, 2006

What does EQ 133 mean?

Well, for the 133 score, I think I got some explaining to do. It's rather for myself, to know just what I'm doing is of essence and not expecting any rewards of any kind. Ok let's start...

It always happen to me like this. When it's a 2 person kind of outing, I always end up talking philosophical. And when in a group, I end up being timid, keeping to myself, fear that I might say the wrong things.

As I was telling Kel, everybody's different. Everyone has a place to stand with regard to the spectrum of human behaviours that I like to classify as 'good' and 'bad' (for simplification purposes). Always, and I mean always, there will be a person standing at the extreme ends of that spectrum. Ya... I know, our behaviours are constantly changing as we undergo circumstances but there will always be someone standing the the end. If not, then how do we judge our place.

And yesterday, while chatting to Rus for nearly 2 hours, I had to tell him that at times I envied how he is able to maintain the vast amounts of friends. He doesn't have a computer to MSN everyday nor money to treat them all. But I realise it's the willingness to try and maintain relationship; to keep each one strong, mend it when there's signs of deteriorating. It doesn't take a genius to realise that.

And I ask myself this. Am I really 'remarkable' in relating with others? Yes and no. Yes when I'm alone with them and a big no when I'm in a group. Surely my friends can see.

But when Rus asked me to open up more, I sorta hesitated. I'm not good with crowds. As I told him, it is hard to maintain conversations with people. Maybe I'm not that interesting. Well, that's beside the point. Maybe what he meant was for me to be proactive; don't wait for people to approach you, you do the approaching. Guess I can't deny the truth in that.

Behavioural patterns of people have always intrigued me. Seeing people react under circumstances made me question the proper way to approach a certain situation.

But being able to communicate to people requires one to be strong and steady. Show yourself to be a steady tree in a storm and people will take shelter during rainy days.

But sometimes I wonder if being emotional and being empathetical is similar. I'm currently reading an autobiography of Prophet Muhammad's (PBUH) and in certain chapters I find that I'm crying; crying because I'm touched by his life. I found myself crying frequently these past months. So am I emotional or empathetical? (shrugs)

For now I would rather be the kid that looks at ants than the adult who steps on them.

***

In life, people are trying to make their mark, whether on things such as the Moon or in other people in a form of sincere gestures. I believe everyone belongs in the category, it's just a matter of degree.

As for me, I try hard to bring people up when they fall, to pat them on the back when they'd done well, to just call and say hi, to render assistance if any is required, to support a worthy cause and to be a crying shoulder. And never once did I hope for them to pay me back in any form, to be my best friend, to be my girl friend, to be my saviour and all that. Never once do I expect them to be anything but a friend to everyone else.

It's rare that I open myself up, especially when I myself am going through a tough time. But I guess I should be thankful to God that I haven't lost anything... especially faith.

Oooo...

Your EQ is 133

50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!
51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.
71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.
91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.
111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.
131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.
150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.


Can I trust the results? Haha...

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Shrugs




I'll let the photos speak for itself.

The food was scrumptious.
The company was wonderful.
But somehow I wasn't feeling that great.

(shrugs)

Monday, July 24, 2006

Idealist vs Perfectionist

It all started with 'Am I an idealist?'

Yup, I can see when a big question is coming but not the question itself.

Had gym instead of badminton today as the court was packed with basketball jocks from both sexes. So probably body will be aching like mad tomorrow.

Don't exactly know how to start but yeah, it began with that question and sorta became one of the talks that I don't usually have with people.

It's weirdly pleasant to talk about philosophy, ethics, psychology and all things that makes people tick.

And as Toms and I were discussing about how complex life is right now, I can't stop thinking just how mature we've all grown, in one way or another. It was like resuming the talks that we use to have in the med ctr about life in general.

Some people avoid topics like these because thinking about these issues really drains a lot from you, seriously. Having to think of examples, recalling painful past or rejoicing pleasant ones really exercises your mind.

'As we grow, we hold one to many things, though we only have two hands. Things both animate or inanimate are what makes us whole, holding us to ourself. But at times, these things start to fall apart. And when it does, your whole structure starts to wobble. Inevitably, the things around you get affected as well; people get affected by your moods, you spend on impulse as well as other desires that you succumb to. But nature abide by the equilibrium law and before you know it, someone or something comes along to hold you steady by removing the source or stabilising it. And you start afresh, awaiting the next time something else falls apart.'

'As kids, we have only two boxes set aside for our thoughts, the right and the wrong. Don't kick people, greet your elders and others that parents drill into their children. And so we learn to categorise thoughts and actions into 'right' or 'wrong'. But as grow and mature, more boxes are placed. 'Right' and 'wrong' becomes 'right under these circumstance' and 'wrong according to them but not to me'. And before we know it, we have thousands of boxes like these where we place our thoughts. Each thought influenced by the people around us. And conflicts arise when people don't agree on the box where a specific thought is to be placed. This is when making a new box helps to simmer the situation. But knowing at the same time that your inventory is just going to give you more headaches.'

'Kids look at ants, adults step on them.'

I hope I'm making sense. Haha.

Toms asked me this just now, "what do you fight for in life?"
We have things that we fight against but what do we fighting for?

Ha... this just turns out to be one of the days when I'm philosophical...

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Horoscope

Don't ask me why but sometimes I believe in horoscopes, though as a Muslim I'm not allowed to believe in someone reading my fate.

Maybe it's the broadness of a horoscope prediction (more so statement), that makes it coincidental. They won't tell you that you'll win a lucky draw, or you'll miss a bus or be late for an appointment. Instead they make their statements ambiguous so that at times you seem to be put in the situation. But I believe it's all in the interpretation.

However not all of them are true. They are just generalisation.

Just today, in the papers, my horoscope reads,

'In chess - as in life - you have to let go of some key pieces in order to gain something of greater value. The decision may be fraught with emotion but you have to ask yourself: Can you afford to lose?'

Just one of the fates I must fight...

Friday, July 21, 2006

Gratitude 2


David... our wonderful team leader

Is...

Well, it's official that I'm currently unemployed. Speaking as one who had not had any job experience, working at DFS definitely removes the tonnes of notions associated with work. Maybe one job isn't enough to pass judgement...

Haha... don't even know what to say anymore...

And people out there, if any of you plan on buying anything from DFS, let me know. I got some lobang...

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Gratitude 1



I was shocked when they presented me with this cake. Quite funny considering it's not my birthday. Haha... but tomorrow will be my 21.5 birthday is I was allowed one. And of course my final day at DFS after working for 3 months. And as a gesture of farewell, they bought me a cake. Yum Yum...

Couldn't remember when I had someone bought me a cake. It definitely makes me feel good at the end of the day.

Our Supervisor ended up talking about some business stuff. Haha... and I had to rush for tuition after that.

Well, hadn't felt good in a long time. Thanks...

Monday, July 17, 2006

I find myself fighting tears when replying Vin when he asked me about my parents. A part of me wants to share, to have someone to listen to but yet another remains cynical about my friends.
But when mum called in the evening, I felt more comfortable as I detected that she was feeling better, or at least that is how she wants me to see. But yet on the bus I found myself crying, for reasons that escaped me. I could be strong at times, but somehow this just weakens my core.

When I kissed my mother's hand when going to work, I detect fear.
When I kissed my father's hand when I came back, I felt fear.
When I kissed my grandmother's hand, I felt being pitied.

Today I took other people's happiness to drown myself in sorrow.
Today I took all that's beautiful and made them ugly.
Today I took off my mask.

Yes, everyone wants to be strong. To admit that nothing can bring them down. To take charge of the situation. But at times, you realise just how wrong you are.

This is just my time.

Desperate Housewives: I Know Things Now

"When the truth is ugly, people try to keep it hidden because they know if revealed the damage it will do. So they can seal it within sturdy walls or they place it behind closed doors, or they obscure it with clever disguise, but truth, no matter how ugly, awaits emerger and someone we care about always ends up getting hurt. And someone else will revel in their pain and that's the ugliest truth of all."

Sunday, July 16, 2006

It's hard...

It's hard...

when you have to seen a grown-up cry, for all the wrong reason. To just watch.

It's hard...

when you have exhausted yourself with all you can say. To just advice.

It's hard...

when dinner didn't manage to cheer her up. We all have reasons to fear, mum.

It's hard...

when your siblings are too young to understand the implications. Young but not naive.

It's hard...

when you are the first child. You bear burdens the rest of your siblings doesn't. Burdens they wouldn't understand.

It's hard...

when your father does this to your mum.

It's hard...

but I will help. I won't fall like a tree in a windstorm.

It's hard...

but I'll be by your side

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Saturday, July 15, 2006

A day well spent 2






Had a chocolate dinner at Esplanade with Toms and Cheah after the movie with Hirzi. When they say that eating chocolate is like having sex, I guess I may have to agree with that. Heaven was what the chocolate tasted like. The first one we had was the marshmallow crepe with ice-cream. With the melted marshmallow wrapped in the crepe, it was a case of melting in the mouth.

The second dish we had was the dip. Costing 20 dollars, the portion were measly as we had plenty of chocolate left. Along with bananas, strawberries, apricot bread and marshmallows came the 3 chocolate dips: dark, milk and white.

I simply can't describe the taste. This isn't your ordinary Kit Kat or Cadbury chocolate. It was more... much more.

Though the service was turtle-slow, the food manages to redeem the eatery. And it kinda reminds me of the movie Chocolat.

A day well spent 1

Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man's Chest

What can I say? Johnny Depp didn't disappoint me at all. He did such a wonderful job playing our favourite pirate, Captain Jack Sparrow.

The musical score complemented perfectly the scenes it accompanied. From the solemn wedding that didn't happen to the gut-wrenching water-wheel fighting scene, the music came forth as being perfectly emotionalised if there was ever a word.

And the movie was peppered with tonnes of funny moments that were original, fresh and downright funny. And mostly it's because of our Captain.

Somehow I didn't mind the length of the show. Running at 145mins, the show manages to end abruptly with still numerous questions left unanswered...

what happened to Captain Jack?
how did Captain Barbossa returned?
what is the fate of Davey Jone's heart?
will Elizabeth and Will set sail with Captain Barbossa to find Jack?

Yup, there's a lot of questions to be answered. Guess I can't wait for the next installment.

Rating: 4.5 star (a must watch)

Friday, July 14, 2006

Closing in

It always takes quite a long time to gather my thoughts, to sieve through them and finally pen them down.

Today as I closed the door that houses the receiving department, I realised that I'm left with 4 days before I put working life on hold. Catching a glimpse of working life has been an enriching experience; I've been blessed with people who are willing to show me the secrets of the trade, people who are not selfish in sharing their experience.

Or maybe it was the rainbow that I saw on my way to work. Yes, I'm fascinated by nature's beauty. Though the view was short of a full arch, I manage to capture the beauty that God bestow on Earth. If not for work, I would have alighted just to look at that beauty. Gazing... forgetting... thanking...

Ooops... guess my last straw just dropped.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

300th... it's about the same...

When you asked me, shock was beyond words. I didn't see it coming, I was clueless.
You were the last person I would expect to ask me that. Clearly I misunderstood you... and the answer is still no.

Can't you see I'm on the list of 'failed friends'?

Today David told me that I scared him with all the dancing and grooving around at work. All I told him was that I was stress. I do crazy stuff when I'm stress; music just loosens me up.

Can't you see pressure wraps tighter than a boa?

And when people give half-hearted answers, do I take it as a yes or no? Ask the rest you say. If all gave the same reply then is it a cumulative no?

Can't you see I have chains of anger round my ankle?

Or maybe you can't because you are busy with your own agendas?

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Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Respect and trust.
Some of the things you can't buy from me.

You have to earn both of them. Though one may exist without the other, they represent my upmost gift I can present to someone.

For you to just shatter both of them, it just damages me to the core. It took less than a month to destroy what took years to establish.

I just refuse to accept things, to ponder over the negativities but all you did was destroy your won reflections in me.

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Monday, July 10, 2006

Desperate Housewives: It Wasn't Meant To Happen

"There is a prayer intended to give strength to people faced with circumstances they don’t want to accept. The power of the prayer comes from it's insight into human nature. Because so many of us rage against the hand that life has dealt us. Because so many of us are cowardly. And afraid to stand up for what is right. Because so many of us give into despair when faced with an impossible choice. The good news for those who utter these words is that God will hear you and answer your prayer. The bad news is that sometimes the answer is no."

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Speak silence

Circumstances forces me to talk too little.
Empathy forces me to speak silence.
Bliss forces me to rap non-stop.


You see, speech made me. Made who I am in the eyes of those who see.

When I speak, when I talk, I hide what I do not want you to see.
I have you, your strings I hold. I control what you see.
I control what you think of me.
Surely you can see.
Like a puppeteer I am, you I make my puppet.

When silence becomes my observation, my wisdom is in the silence.
Observe my silence, there's secrets unknown.
You question but with your eyes.
I answer, with more silence.
This, you do not know.

When empathy I exercise, I provide with no strings attached.
Feel free to exploit, to ask and to be answered.
No qualms accepted, what you started, you better end.
My life an open book, yours to search the answer.
Reservations aside, weirdness unaccepted.
It's just you and me. Just us.

You see, speech made me.


Be my puppet, be the reader of my book.

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Saturday, July 08, 2006

Blame no one

Sometimes I wonder whether I'm thinking far too much, far too little or none at all.

In less than a months time, school will start. Ya... I know I'm always mentioning the same things again and again. And in 2 weeks time, the trip to M'sia is still on hold. Is it still on? Ha... I wish I could answer that. With such a low turnout, I don't know if it's a good idea to proceed past the green light. Apparently everybody has a reason not to go... including me.

I don't blame people... I hate blaming others. I respect people and their decisions.

The truth hurts... it always does.

Well, here's one:
When school starts, not for me, but for the rest too, time will be scarce. Maybe even non-existent in life as we struggle to juggle work and play. And with IPPT window closing everyday, projects pilling up, tests around corners, will we have time to spare time to catch up with others?
And in the midst of all the mounting tensions, we are bound to remember the days of slacking with people whom we haven't seen for ages. In those times, we send out desperate attempts to reconcile all those people in hope of a day of remembrance of the good old days.

Well, the truth is it may not be possible. Time will be scarce. Will you have time for friends? Old friends?

I ask myself this. Now my answer is a yes... but who knows in a months time it'll be otherwise. And if I were to answer no, will it be wise to blame myself for it? Should I?

Time has always been a catalyst for broken friendships.
And for some, the breaking is faster than the making...

Man of Steel

From the director of X Men comes Superman with little change in the special effects and a much less-than-spectacular plot.

With the special effects taking up the bulk of the movie, it was hard to understand where the movie was heading.

But fortunately, Kate Bosworth made the whole movie bearable. She's the perfect figure to play Lois Lane. Her sophistication under the small petite frame really brings out the feminine side of Lois... (am I making sense?).

With quite a number of loopholes left uncovered, the sequel sure has got a lot to cover.

Rating: 3/5
Character wise: 4/5
Special effects wise: 4/5
Plot: 1.5/5

Passing blimps

On my way back from work, while on the MRT, I bumped into Joseph. Quite surprise to see him actually, just as he was. While on the ride home, he was telling me how life in 5SIR has been. And I could literally see the vulgarities spewing in nearly every sentence. And boy was he loud. Haha... it was hilarious hearing the stories he has to share; about the new spec that just posted in and NDP. Though our meeting didn't last for even 10 minutes, it was info-packed.

And on my way home from tuition, I saw Su. This time the conversation didn't even last for 1 minute. It was enough for me to know her grans situation. Haiz...

Ocassionally, you meet someone you haven't met for ages... or so it seems. Though brief, it's good to hear what they have to say... how's life, how's family, how's health and others.

They may not have time to ask about you... they may not know what to say but sometimes all it takes is to just see the person in flesh to know that they are okay, that they are still journeying life.

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Magic's in the makeup


Who am I?

Monday, July 03, 2006

Trapped



'Can you share my some of your secrets?'
'I guess it's just interest.'

It couldn't reply more spontaneous than this.

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Today I was tasked to tagged around 100++ ties from Ferragamo. Actually it was a test for one of the seniors. Not for me but just something that the supervisor wanted to try out.

What David told me...

'You know why Lee did that or not?'
'Actually any way it turns out he still die'
'If he slower than you, it means that he has been working very slow all this while. And if he finishes faster than you, it means that all this while he have not been performing his best.'

Today I found out how harsh reality can be.

Sunday, July 02, 2006

Time and tide waits for no man

I do care. It's just that if you don't find me, then I won't find you.

It's funny how time never hasten or slows down but in our mind we refuse to believe. We still like the notion of 'time flies' and 'times a standstill'. It makes us think that we have control over time. But who are we kidding?

Today my cuz asked me if I'm ready to study again. Truthfully, no.

I can't deny a part of me that yearns for a change of routine and another part that craves knowledge. Yet the timid side of me manages to numb the excitement.

Some things you have to believe. Others are puzzles, puzzling me.

School starts soon. In a months time. Just how much of juggling needs to be done? Time certainly won't be stalling for yours truly to get a hold of his life. And neither will it stall for you.

But when a conversation revolves around the topic of time, there's bound to be someone to just end it all by just saying 'that's life'. Come to think of it, who's life are we talking about? Clearly no one lead identical lives. You have your routine, and I have mine. But no one can disagree that we have become slaves to time, other than being held captive by money.

It's the world that we live in, an accelerating world. This scares me to see what the future holds for mankind.

Am I being philosophical? I sometimes like to be so. In life you have to know your heading, your backups, your resources, your flaws, your friends. It sorts of makes the journey easier.

I don't wish to talk about the time vs friends issues that haunts our minds at this age. I guess everybody knows what I'm talking about.

Working in a place where education is not a key factor in getting the job done, I got to learn a lot from the people there. People who don't want me to make the same mistake as them. One of which I could not forget, goes something like this...

"... now that you've worked in this kind of job, when you get to higher position, you know how people at the bottom feels. Because you've been down there yourself, you have experienced it first hand the helplessness of our situation..."

Ya, I edited some parts but the gist is there. I couldnt agree more.

Today I felt philosophical. Maybe it was the chatting with Az, or maybe some other recent developments.

Beauty of death 2

Angelic wings,
white bright light.

This time round you know,
things are going to be alright.

This aura of pure bliss,
this sense of sheer happiness,
comes from the angel of Death.

You chose the side for which it would come.
The day your deeds paid off,
the day you left with no regrets.

Your journey has just begun.

It's arrival you anticipate,
your departure you celebrate.

You chose the side for which it would come.
Lifted your soul,
kept you under its wings.

Welcome.

Bliss
Eternal pleasure.
Heaven

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Beauty of death 1

Uninvited it came,
carrying a large black sack.

This time round no cry will be heard.
This is your deathbed.

Blacker than black,
more pungent then corpses,
this is the angel of Death.

You chose the side for which it would come.
You sins weighing you down,
your deeds are but a handful.

Mercy has long been taken from you,
repention never on you mind.

You chose the side for which it would come.
Lifted the black sack,
lifted your soul.

In the sack you go,
with the rest of the sinners.

Darkness
Fear
Hell

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