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yes that's absolutely right...

2 months of calenders for you geeks out there..

how absolutely delightful it must be...

the tablets are really hilarious.

but i love evil penguins too... or evil anything.

like Pinky & the Brain...

the apparent replacement of such mind-orgasmic children's cartoons with silly halfwit Telly Tubbies is the sole reason why children are going mad and growing up to murder their parents with ice-picks and switchblades.

ok, i'm making this up.

*for the uninitiated, please be enlightened.*

of walls, drylining and blockwork...

many a times, i have often wondered how i have turned out so... numb...

some of my friends could be the deliriously cheery sort, those that you meet and the 1st impression is easily imagining how the mom probably had high fever during her pregnancy..

some are just way subdued beyond the point of having emotions or opinions...

i'm worrying and have always been worried about this paticular aspect.. the intrinsic nature inherent in me of not being very expressive... maybe not even to loved ones.

somehow, i think i've told my mom somewhere along the line that the guys in the family are just not very expressive isn't it... or maybe i'm just generalising things here. To be honest, she's the only one who's really doing any much talking around the house... trying to talk more to her from time to time makes it all the more sadder in some aspects... i feel like i'm edgin to make up for time lost.

it is most difficult thing is finding someone whom i feel i can really talk to... without restraints or worrying what he or she might think of you... without judging where i have came from, what i have been through... this has nothing to do with self-confidence, not the least bit.

This primarily deals with a comfortable level of common trust and an unbiased receptive-ness i perceive on my end...

Reaching out to people is neither tedious nor difficult for me at all...

Opening up is.

stars

a friend Khow sent me this link in an email...

Have came across abstracts of this interview before but this is somewhat the fuller version.

David Marshall's advocate for humanity reminds me of a great man i know myself.. Daisaku Ikeda... for a slightly unbiased view, here it is.

Brilliant stuff.

Read and remember folks.
time to grow up.

a moment in time

it's a difficult moment in time for me...

a time to gather many thoughts...

a time to think through certain ideas...

a time to read and digest...

lemme finish off my dissertation and i'll be back.

i'll hang in there... for the moment... have some faith.

raindrops

it's particularly strange, the amount of attention, pride and maternal love we attribute to our cars... for something that will never love you back

walking out from my house along e main siglap road, i saw this yellow cab barely brush the left back bumper of a light blue Kia Pregio van... naturally they pulled over and got out to 'evalute damage and discuss'...

Human 1 speaking on behalf of blue Pregio:
"eh, got slight dent here you see you see.. how like that? company van leh!"
Human 2 speaking on behalf of yellow Cab:
"brudder, i barely kissed your ass leh, which angle you see the dent from? i dun see anything wat!"

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have been spending inordinate amounts of time sitting in the Starbucks joint of Siglap these days,

deep in conscious thought and often starting self-conversations... discourses with myself on my dissertation...

if one sits at a joint long enough too, for this matter at starbucks, one would probably enjoy the fruitful entertainments of everyday life... people from all walks of life can be fairly amusing sometimes really...

there were a couple of guys sitting around, sipping lattes and chatting.. all whom seems in their late-twenties..
*Hokkien dialogue*
man w/o laptop: "Li hor, dua seng li ah... tid tid kua laptop zuo kang..."
man with laptop: "diam la,.. photoshop 8 la.. li buay hiau eh la..."
(u ah, big business ah,keep workin on laptop / shuddap la, it's photoshop 8, you dun noe one la)

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20% of a place = approximately 20% of smokers in singapore

hence the statistical figures i found from the web about the number of smoking adults ranging from 18-65 in age here on this sunny island.

which now results in the astronomically absurd phenomena of nicotine-infested homosapiens standing on the sidewalks of cafes and restaurants puffing away... wait till the foreign media gets wind of this new juicy side of our 'Uniquely Singapore' quirk... another ridicule to add to the chewing gum ban.

i so love singapore...