Sunday, September 30, 2007
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Unfortunately I could not hold on to the momentum; lost the drive to log in and navigate all the way here to type something. Then again, I'm pretty sure no one is interested in what time I wake up every morning, what food I have for lunch, or how many bags of trash I throw on a particular day.
Two weeks ago a staff (sergeant) broke into a fit of anger, apparently because someone used a stamp(or chop) and stamped(or chopped) three times on his table, and damaged something as well. The entire company was gathered in the office so he could show everyone the 'damage'. I was on a course at another camp then, so I didn't know anything until I came back in the evening. As no one admitted to 'vandalising' his table, the entire company had their nights off forfeited until the person steps out.
To most of us he is kicking up a big fuss over it, but perhaps what seems like a minor incident to us may be a major one to him. We always tend to assume everyone feels and thinks the same way as ourselves [read: self-centered]. A rich guy finds it normal to spend 11 bucks on a meal, but a poor man doesn't necessarily find it normal too. Its always this lack of understanding and accommodation towards others that causes all the unnecessary conflicts to arise.
If everyone cared and nobody cried
If everyone loved and nobody lied
If everyone shared and swallowed their pride
Then we'd see the day when nobody died
Luxury items are a huge temptation. I have, for a long time, resisted them, constantly reminding myself my financial status is different from the majority out there, but now I am craving badly for a Playstation Portable. I have always hoped that people be less greedy for money, and believed that people should work for their interests and not for the money, but now I begin to see that it will be impossible. Money makes the world go round; I don't think there is anyone in this world who list washing toliets and sweeping roads as his hobbies.
[I badly want to ask why there are people who spend billions of dollars everyday on luxurious cars and properties, while there are many out there who struggle to scrape together enough food to feed themselves each day, but seeing the amount of money I have spent on this very computer I am typing on now, I think I have no rights to question them.]
So instead, my question should be, how much is considered enough?
My friends were discussing about multi-level marketing not too long ago, about how their friends 'invested' lump sums of money in MLM companies. They got back their capitals after many months, along with [very] significant amounts of profits. It does sound very tempting with all the money involved, but a strong smell of scam lingers. There is a long thread in the forums, and interestingly there are people who stand by this scheme.
Personally I prefer to enjoy the money I earned with my two hands, and not by throwing money into a bottomless well, then sit there and pray everyday that it will throw [more] money back to you.
Ok I have not answered the question I raised. I'm quite unsure myself actually, so meanwhile as I try to find out, my answer will be:
知足，知足！
Two weeks ago a staff (sergeant) broke into a fit of anger, apparently because someone used a stamp(or chop) and stamped(or chopped) three times on his table, and damaged something as well. The entire company was gathered in the office so he could show everyone the 'damage'. I was on a course at another camp then, so I didn't know anything until I came back in the evening. As no one admitted to 'vandalising' his table, the entire company had their nights off forfeited until the person steps out.
To most of us he is kicking up a big fuss over it, but perhaps what seems like a minor incident to us may be a major one to him. We always tend to assume everyone feels and thinks the same way as ourselves [read: self-centered]. A rich guy finds it normal to spend 11 bucks on a meal, but a poor man doesn't necessarily find it normal too. Its always this lack of understanding and accommodation towards others that causes all the unnecessary conflicts to arise.
If everyone cared and nobody cried
If everyone loved and nobody lied
If everyone shared and swallowed their pride
Then we'd see the day when nobody died
Luxury items are a huge temptation. I have, for a long time, resisted them, constantly reminding myself my financial status is different from the majority out there, but now I am craving badly for a Playstation Portable. I have always hoped that people be less greedy for money, and believed that people should work for their interests and not for the money, but now I begin to see that it will be impossible. Money makes the world go round; I don't think there is anyone in this world who list washing toliets and sweeping roads as his hobbies.
[I badly want to ask why there are people who spend billions of dollars everyday on luxurious cars and properties, while there are many out there who struggle to scrape together enough food to feed themselves each day, but seeing the amount of money I have spent on this very computer I am typing on now, I think I have no rights to question them.]
So instead, my question should be, how much is considered enough?
My friends were discussing about multi-level marketing not too long ago, about how their friends 'invested' lump sums of money in MLM companies. They got back their capitals after many months, along with [very] significant amounts of profits. It does sound very tempting with all the money involved, but a strong smell of scam lingers. There is a long thread in the forums, and interestingly there are people who stand by this scheme.
Personally I prefer to enjoy the money I earned with my two hands, and not by throwing money into a bottomless well, then sit there and pray everyday that it will throw [more] money back to you.
Ok I have not answered the question I raised. I'm quite unsure myself actually, so meanwhile as I try to find out, my answer will be:
知足，知足！
Friday, September 21, 2007
Instead of hitting the games right away the moment I reached home, I decided to sit down and (try to) write an entry worth the readers' time reading. Challenging task.
Despite my lack of meaningful blog entries due to my monotonous lifestyle this half-abandoned blog of mine still receives its share of readers every day; definitely not hundreds of hits like those celebrity blogs, only single-digit visitors on weekdays, with a little over ten during the weekends, and I am really very grateful for that, for it perhaps proves that I am not what my MSN sub-nick says I am.
Blogs, one of the results of Web 2.0, has survived over the years to become one of the most popular mediums for information sharing. Besides being a substitute for diaries for many, blogs are used by some as online commercial stores, by some to publish podcasts and jokes to entertain the masses, and others as a way to make themselves well-known overnight.
Blogs, with their abilities to store past entries as archives, serve as wonderful memories in which they can revive as a click of the button. I have always enjoyed reading my own past entries, but unfortunately my English vocabulary is not good enough to bring out the tasty juices within. Luckily for me I have friends who went through the same shits as me, and thus provide a stereotypical view of my past experiences. I also have the benefits of a class blog, where different people provided different preceptions to things that had happened around me, and my (previous) CT rep from my JC class who can use his powderful English to make the good old Vee Jay days sound like they happened just yesterday.
Indeed, days seemed much better back in the past. School was stressful of course, I was disappointed with my crap results, whether academic or co-cirricular. But there were plenty of fun times I had with all my friends, from secondary to college. The times spent walking down the slopes of AHS towards the MRT station, then afternoon tea TM MacDonalds before heading for home. The dumb jokes cracked while on bus 31 home. The days in [AC]². The days in iCOMP. [Shit I am too geeky.] Soccer at AHS street soccer court. LAN at Katong. Not forgetting the numerous class gatherings.
Now, nine months since we have graduated from college, everyone is leading separate lives now. The class blog has become a graveyard, with the occasional stir nothing more than a cat meow. To be fair its not just the class blog; most blogs I notice, even mine, are struggling to stay alive, or is it because I lack friends of age groups who are not in uni/in army/studying for O'Levels/A'Levels now? Haha. There is hardly any time for any outing, and the nominal roll is always a miserable number.
Judging from my past entries I think I sound more cheerful back then.
Staying in camp dulls me out quite abit. Sometimes I just could not find any energy to joke with the fellow signallers in my company, so many times I am actually left on my own. Sadly the same thing happens when I book out. So a dull me can only produce dull entries which dull the readers.
Hurray to the blog archives, not just mine but also my friends', for they put smiles on my faces everytime I read them. Hopefully these blogs will stay on, so the archives will always remain in the years to come. Some say that we should not look at the past anymore, but rather, look forward, but then I beg to differ.
Sometimes when I listen to songs from my MP3 player I have the habit of listening to the same song that I like over and over again, just to savour the nice melody that comes out from the earpieces. Sometimes I listen to a song for a couple of seconds and I skip off to another song, because I don't feel like listening to it. I wonder what may happen if there are similar controls on our lives. Skip the exam periods because I don't feel like taking them? Staying at the same spot and playing soccer over and over and over again?
On the other hand, I think perhaps because there are no such controls on our lives, that we learn to cherish the fun times we had, making them all the more worthwhile to remember, and to endure through the hard times, then taste the fruit of the labour.
I'm not entirely sure the purpose of this entry; as usual my incoherent mind is acting up. Perhaps I just wanted to make sure readers don't waste their time coming here each time. I have more to write, but a break first for now. Hopefully I can get something else up before I book in tomorrow at 10pm, for a sentry duty on Sunday.
Despite my lack of meaningful blog entries due to my monotonous lifestyle this half-abandoned blog of mine still receives its share of readers every day; definitely not hundreds of hits like those celebrity blogs, only single-digit visitors on weekdays, with a little over ten during the weekends, and I am really very grateful for that, for it perhaps proves that I am not what my MSN sub-nick says I am.
Blogs, one of the results of Web 2.0, has survived over the years to become one of the most popular mediums for information sharing. Besides being a substitute for diaries for many, blogs are used by some as online commercial stores, by some to publish podcasts and jokes to entertain the masses, and others as a way to make themselves well-known overnight.
Blogs, with their abilities to store past entries as archives, serve as wonderful memories in which they can revive as a click of the button. I have always enjoyed reading my own past entries, but unfortunately my English vocabulary is not good enough to bring out the tasty juices within. Luckily for me I have friends who went through the same shits as me, and thus provide a stereotypical view of my past experiences. I also have the benefits of a class blog, where different people provided different preceptions to things that had happened around me, and my (previous) CT rep from my JC class who can use his powderful English to make the good old Vee Jay days sound like they happened just yesterday.
Indeed, days seemed much better back in the past. School was stressful of course, I was disappointed with my crap results, whether academic or co-cirricular. But there were plenty of fun times I had with all my friends, from secondary to college. The times spent walking down the slopes of AHS towards the MRT station, then afternoon tea TM MacDonalds before heading for home. The dumb jokes cracked while on bus 31 home. The days in [AC]². The days in iCOMP. [Shit I am too geeky.] Soccer at AHS street soccer court. LAN at Katong. Not forgetting the numerous class gatherings.
Now, nine months since we have graduated from college, everyone is leading separate lives now. The class blog has become a graveyard, with the occasional stir nothing more than a cat meow. To be fair its not just the class blog; most blogs I notice, even mine, are struggling to stay alive, or is it because I lack friends of age groups who are not in uni/in army/studying for O'Levels/A'Levels now? Haha. There is hardly any time for any outing, and the nominal roll is always a miserable number.
Judging from my past entries I think I sound more cheerful back then.
Staying in camp dulls me out quite abit. Sometimes I just could not find any energy to joke with the fellow signallers in my company, so many times I am actually left on my own. Sadly the same thing happens when I book out. So a dull me can only produce dull entries which dull the readers.
Hurray to the blog archives, not just mine but also my friends', for they put smiles on my faces everytime I read them. Hopefully these blogs will stay on, so the archives will always remain in the years to come. Some say that we should not look at the past anymore, but rather, look forward, but then I beg to differ.
Sometimes when I listen to songs from my MP3 player I have the habit of listening to the same song that I like over and over again, just to savour the nice melody that comes out from the earpieces. Sometimes I listen to a song for a couple of seconds and I skip off to another song, because I don't feel like listening to it. I wonder what may happen if there are similar controls on our lives. Skip the exam periods because I don't feel like taking them? Staying at the same spot and playing soccer over and over and over again?
On the other hand, I think perhaps because there are no such controls on our lives, that we learn to cherish the fun times we had, making them all the more worthwhile to remember, and to endure through the hard times, then taste the fruit of the labour.
I'm not entirely sure the purpose of this entry; as usual my incoherent mind is acting up. Perhaps I just wanted to make sure readers don't waste their time coming here each time. I have more to write, but a break first for now. Hopefully I can get something else up before I book in tomorrow at 10pm, for a sentry duty on Sunday.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Packing has finally completed, after slogging it out for the past few weeks, rain and shine.
Rather shocked when I read about the death of Colin McRae, the racing legend whose name has appeared in the racing games that I have played over the years. Maybe this will end with DiRT.
Recently I got my hands busy with Java, and now I realise Java indeed spoonfeeds alot. Many of the functions that we used to crack our heads trying to write can now be found in their packages. On the other hand it looks neater than C++, since everything is object-oriented.
I want to continue, but not in the mood to do so.
Rather shocked when I read about the death of Colin McRae, the racing legend whose name has appeared in the racing games that I have played over the years. Maybe this will end with DiRT.
Recently I got my hands busy with Java, and now I realise Java indeed spoonfeeds alot. Many of the functions that we used to crack our heads trying to write can now be found in their packages. On the other hand it looks neater than C++, since everything is object-oriented.
I want to continue, but not in the mood to do so.
Sunday, September 02, 2007
I'm struggling to keep this thing updated, since my weekdays are spent in camp, and now guard duties have kicked in.
Nothing much for the previous week, (un)fortunately.
Currently playing the game DiRT, which is a new racing game to the long running Colin McRae series which I have played for a long time. The series get fatter with the release of each game, and DiRT continues the tradition. Now the game not just offers standard WRC rally cars, but also hard-core off-road SUVs, buggies (or buggys?), and even huge dump trunks!
These new vehicles add a whole new lot of challenges to the game itself. SUVs and dump trunks, with their (very much) higher centre of gravity, will flip and roll if you turn a corner at very high speeds, easily making you drop from first to last.
I also notice there are alot more uphill races, which make vehicles run much harder than before. There are rallies set in Japan, and yes there are Initial D-style winding roads that run along the side of hills, but no they aren't downhill races.
The graphics has also improved quite alot since the last game, and now some scenes look like they are taken from Tekong. Haha.
The game also incorporates a damage system that makes Need For Speed: Carbon look like a noob game haha. Knocks and hits during the race damages your car and performance drops, and crashing into a tree at 150kmh instantly puts you out of the game.
This game is very CPU-intensive, in addition to being graphics-intensive, perhaps because the game actually computes interesting statistics like longest distance ran on two wheels, highest jump, average speed etc.
Overall, great game!
Ok, game review over. Have to sleep soon, because when I wake up again it will be back to camp for guard duty.
Nothing much for the previous week, (un)fortunately.
Currently playing the game DiRT, which is a new racing game to the long running Colin McRae series which I have played for a long time. The series get fatter with the release of each game, and DiRT continues the tradition. Now the game not just offers standard WRC rally cars, but also hard-core off-road SUVs, buggies (or buggys?), and even huge dump trunks!
These new vehicles add a whole new lot of challenges to the game itself. SUVs and dump trunks, with their (very much) higher centre of gravity, will flip and roll if you turn a corner at very high speeds, easily making you drop from first to last.
I also notice there are alot more uphill races, which make vehicles run much harder than before. There are rallies set in Japan, and yes there are Initial D-style winding roads that run along the side of hills, but no they aren't downhill races.
The graphics has also improved quite alot since the last game, and now some scenes look like they are taken from Tekong. Haha.
The game also incorporates a damage system that makes Need For Speed: Carbon look like a noob game haha. Knocks and hits during the race damages your car and performance drops, and crashing into a tree at 150kmh instantly puts you out of the game.
This game is very CPU-intensive, in addition to being graphics-intensive, perhaps because the game actually computes interesting statistics like longest distance ran on two wheels, highest jump, average speed etc.
Overall, great game!
Ok, game review over. Have to sleep soon, because when I wake up again it will be back to camp for guard duty.
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