Hello, dear readers, to a new segement of the tome of truth. Well, for one rare moment during these few holidays of mine, I went to Nanyang Polytechnic to meet up with a few classmates to try out some sports. And to clear your doubts, yes, I do excersise.
Well, we did some badminton and casually played soccer (This just means the rules were not applied, so as to make it sound good enough to save my face >_<).
While playing such sports, whenever I looked at professionals who were so specialised in their respective sports, one thought came to me.
I may not be able to hold a candle to them in such sports, but when the time comes, I must put in a lot more effort and strategise better in my work, just like they do in their work.
Heh. Well, I guess that last part does not really make any senses to any of you right? Ah, nevermind. That is probably true for most of whatever I write anyway. But, as guinea pigs of the tome of truth, I guess you do not mind putting up with whatever I do here. >: D
When the time comes, I know what I ought to do, and to me, that is enough.
But when the next chapter of the tome of truth comes, and like for every other chapter, most people do not know what they ought to do... head to the nearest shelter or quickly shut their computer down... although you might want to be prepared, for it willl not be long for when that time comes...
Until then, experiment subjects, er... I mean, readers.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Chapter 25: Looking Back...
Welcome, dear readers, to once again, a new chapter of the tome of truth. Well, remember the last time I mentioned the national education project? Okay, I guess that might have been a while, so let us have a recap.
To put this in basic form, in order to fulfil a certain requirement decreed by the grey men, I am told to create a documentary or representation of events in the past of Singapore, so as to learn and, to prove and certify that I am aware of the history of Singapore and how far it has brought us and the lessons we can learn, as a group project during the holidays, in which one of the first essential parts is to gather members from class which would be difficult to do so if not for MSN (The MicroSoft Network) Messenger program, handphones and emails (Okay... I guess it was not too bad) as a constructive activity which I would like the supervising lecturers to know that I find it very fun and interesting. (<------ NOTICE)
Actually, it really is kind of fun and interesting to learn about the past and the great things that do not exist today.
Well, back to the present, I went for another meeting today, and we settled the editing of the interview video (Which, trust me, is great entertainment, like watching a cantonese drama, but with actual solid content. I am going to ask for the RAW video later, if possible). And, we worked on the scenes and props, which meant mroe work for me to edit the script. >_<; But the highlight of the day, and to my horror, is that before I came to register the consequences in my mind, I already volunteered an area (the back area where a wooden door from the kitchen leads to the outside) as a place to hold a certain scene involving robbery. Speaking of robbery, since they were going to use fake knives, I am planning to edit the script to include a small slashing action, in which the robbed victim hurts her hand by using it to push the blade of the weapon aside as a natural defense machanism, just to add a little action. Originally, I would not have added that if we were to use real knives, for safety's sake.
Here, I went, sidetracking again. -.- Anyway, the reason why I volunteered is this. I told them that I would write the minutes for the meeting. But they were changing their mind and making so much discussion about where the scene of the robbery should be held, and since I thought the place I volunteered could look like what they were looking for, in order to help them find a conclusion, I automatically gave them a solution. Twenty-five percent within myself, I am hoping they will find the place unsuitable.
Well, now I have to get some cheap shorts and singlets to wear from an old market. And if I actually do wear a singlet for what has been a long time to come, that will probably be one of my most degrading moments. But, hey, the remaining seventy-five percent of me does see the bright and logical side, knows what that the right thing should be done, and will not mind a thing. Just as long as nobody else sees the video. Heh.
Until the next station of the tome of truth then, and no, do not get your hopes to high. I will not be posting the video of the play on this blog site. >_> And I shall still continue writing new chapters. Double bursts of bubbles.
To put this in basic form, in order to fulfil a certain requirement decreed by the grey men, I am told to create a documentary or representation of events in the past of Singapore, so as to learn and, to prove and certify that I am aware of the history of Singapore and how far it has brought us and the lessons we can learn, as a group project during the holidays, in which one of the first essential parts is to gather members from class which would be difficult to do so if not for MSN (The MicroSoft Network) Messenger program, handphones and emails (Okay... I guess it was not too bad) as a constructive activity which I would like the supervising lecturers to know that I find it very fun and interesting. (<------ NOTICE)
Actually, it really is kind of fun and interesting to learn about the past and the great things that do not exist today.
Well, back to the present, I went for another meeting today, and we settled the editing of the interview video (Which, trust me, is great entertainment, like watching a cantonese drama, but with actual solid content. I am going to ask for the RAW video later, if possible). And, we worked on the scenes and props, which meant mroe work for me to edit the script. >_<; But the highlight of the day, and to my horror, is that before I came to register the consequences in my mind, I already volunteered an area (the back area where a wooden door from the kitchen leads to the outside) as a place to hold a certain scene involving robbery. Speaking of robbery, since they were going to use fake knives, I am planning to edit the script to include a small slashing action, in which the robbed victim hurts her hand by using it to push the blade of the weapon aside as a natural defense machanism, just to add a little action. Originally, I would not have added that if we were to use real knives, for safety's sake.
Here, I went, sidetracking again. -.- Anyway, the reason why I volunteered is this. I told them that I would write the minutes for the meeting. But they were changing their mind and making so much discussion about where the scene of the robbery should be held, and since I thought the place I volunteered could look like what they were looking for, in order to help them find a conclusion, I automatically gave them a solution. Twenty-five percent within myself, I am hoping they will find the place unsuitable.
Well, now I have to get some cheap shorts and singlets to wear from an old market. And if I actually do wear a singlet for what has been a long time to come, that will probably be one of my most degrading moments. But, hey, the remaining seventy-five percent of me does see the bright and logical side, knows what that the right thing should be done, and will not mind a thing. Just as long as nobody else sees the video. Heh.
Until the next station of the tome of truth then, and no, do not get your hopes to high. I will not be posting the video of the play on this blog site. >_> And I shall still continue writing new chapters. Double bursts of bubbles.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Chapter 24: The End Of The Beginning...
Hey there folks. This is your captain speaking and we have arrived at a spanking, new chapter of the tome of truth. Now do not get your wings in a bundle and settle down, every polly will be given a complimentary cracker for sure, and drinks will be serve shortly. There will be a choice of rum and root beer, root beer and rum, or a not so delicate mixture of root beer and rum, all served with plain crackers. Those who wish to have a word with the staff will be gladly escorted to the plank, er... captain's cabin. Underwater. In the ocean. With vicous sharks swarming about. Sharks that are protected so do not even think of getting their fins.
Well, enough with this talk of sea faring thieves because as you can see I am merely wasting everyone's time and stalling while using fillers.
It is another sunday and I can just hear the usual rumbling of mahjong tiles from the friendliest, and most considerate neighbours I have ever encountered. Did I mention that these are some of the only neighbours I have so far?
Lately, I have been a little lost. No,not physically lost for once, which is quite a rare blessing actually. Sometimes, whenever I stare out of the window of a building, or just at my surroundings, I see all kinds of people in all walks of life. Office workers getting their meal break over with and rushing back to work, friends walking and talking together, elderly men and women strolling in the park, or people shopping. And then I tend to wonder. Is this what I will become in life? Just continuing this predictable cycle of life until the day I meet my maker? Is this all there is? If so, maybe I would not mind never existing in the first place.
Maybe it is just me, but somewhere within me, I wish something out of the odinary or something really interesting was there for me to do. No, not the usual 'go climb a high mountain' or 'go take a long trek'. I want to something that invigorates me and energizes me. Maybe an ambition that actually motivates me to get up early the next day to carry on.
Just maybe.
What do you guys think? Well, I guess I have been rambling about like a drunkard again. >.<>: D Until the next chapter then, and get some rest. Because you will need it.
Well, enough with this talk of sea faring thieves because as you can see I am merely wasting everyone's time and stalling while using fillers.
It is another sunday and I can just hear the usual rumbling of mahjong tiles from the friendliest, and most considerate neighbours I have ever encountered. Did I mention that these are some of the only neighbours I have so far?
Lately, I have been a little lost. No,not physically lost for once, which is quite a rare blessing actually. Sometimes, whenever I stare out of the window of a building, or just at my surroundings, I see all kinds of people in all walks of life. Office workers getting their meal break over with and rushing back to work, friends walking and talking together, elderly men and women strolling in the park, or people shopping. And then I tend to wonder. Is this what I will become in life? Just continuing this predictable cycle of life until the day I meet my maker? Is this all there is? If so, maybe I would not mind never existing in the first place.
Maybe it is just me, but somewhere within me, I wish something out of the odinary or something really interesting was there for me to do. No, not the usual 'go climb a high mountain' or 'go take a long trek'. I want to something that invigorates me and energizes me. Maybe an ambition that actually motivates me to get up early the next day to carry on.
Just maybe.
What do you guys think? Well, I guess I have been rambling about like a drunkard again. >.<>: D Until the next chapter then, and get some rest. Because you will need it.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Chapter 23: Time To Save The Earth (Good Luck, I'll Be Safe In My Escape Pod)
Welcome, ladies, gentlemen, boys, girls and anything else you may call yourselves, to another segment of the tome of truth. As we all know, as a formality and as a symbol of unity, we have just celebrated earth hour, which is an hour that people have created an entire website just to promote it. Normally, I would say focussing on more efficient activities to save the environment would be a better use of time, but I suppose this 'earth hour' has it's merits, in which we can strenghten a better and more united army to get interested into saving the world. Also, I do not wish to be sued by the people who roganised this and those who would support it.
However, this is not the main topic of this chapter, and so let us move to another topic whereby there is a possiblity of being legally punished by a far more powerful and in my humble opinion, exceedingly scary organisation.
Moving on, esteemed readers, and eyes on the board, students, as I had spoke of more efficient environment saving activities, I would like to highlight the limiting of the number of cars per earthly owner. Now, let us take a certain country and government, who shall both remain unnamed for protective (*cough* of myself *cough*) purposes, they have promoted the option of increasing the COE (Certificate Of Entitlement). Sure, it has become more expensive and thus tougher to own cars, but here is the problem. Because of this, the richer a person is, the more cars he or she can afford. With this, cars have come to be known as symbols of status, particularly in financial terms. Thus, even small, but rich families can own cars, while the poor, who in some cases actually need the car for transport cannot afford one. The electric road tax (ERP) is not helping either. In fact, this is making the problem worse.
Just to show off their statuses, it is possible that some rich families may buy more cars than they need, mainly for the purpose of telling people, 'I can afford to own 12 ferraris, one for each month which I do not really need, so there, despite the fact that I am causing pollution problems to be worse and harming the environment more''. Okay, this may not be exactly true, but perhaps just a miniscule 95% inaccuracy.
In my opinion, I would say, that a good solution, and more practical one, would be to limit the number of cars per owner based on how big their family is and their tranbsport needs, including their careers, not how much money they can afford to waste on cars.
Would this not be better than switching off lights for one hour? Sure, this plan may take a long time to implement, but the results would be long term and great. This plan would be a good investment, and unlike that so called 'earth hour', with the major influence of the government, I am sure this is possible.
Well, look at the time. Almost time for me to switch off the lights for a good ten hours, perhaps equivalent to ten 'earth hours', and this even includes my own personal lights in my concious mind. Good day, and good night everyone. Until the next chapter of the tome of truth.
However, this is not the main topic of this chapter, and so let us move to another topic whereby there is a possiblity of being legally punished by a far more powerful and in my humble opinion, exceedingly scary organisation.
Moving on, esteemed readers, and eyes on the board, students, as I had spoke of more efficient environment saving activities, I would like to highlight the limiting of the number of cars per earthly owner. Now, let us take a certain country and government, who shall both remain unnamed for protective (*cough* of myself *cough*) purposes, they have promoted the option of increasing the COE (Certificate Of Entitlement). Sure, it has become more expensive and thus tougher to own cars, but here is the problem. Because of this, the richer a person is, the more cars he or she can afford. With this, cars have come to be known as symbols of status, particularly in financial terms. Thus, even small, but rich families can own cars, while the poor, who in some cases actually need the car for transport cannot afford one. The electric road tax (ERP) is not helping either. In fact, this is making the problem worse.
Just to show off their statuses, it is possible that some rich families may buy more cars than they need, mainly for the purpose of telling people, 'I can afford to own 12 ferraris, one for each month which I do not really need, so there, despite the fact that I am causing pollution problems to be worse and harming the environment more''. Okay, this may not be exactly true, but perhaps just a miniscule 95% inaccuracy.
In my opinion, I would say, that a good solution, and more practical one, would be to limit the number of cars per owner based on how big their family is and their tranbsport needs, including their careers, not how much money they can afford to waste on cars.
Would this not be better than switching off lights for one hour? Sure, this plan may take a long time to implement, but the results would be long term and great. This plan would be a good investment, and unlike that so called 'earth hour', with the major influence of the government, I am sure this is possible.
Well, look at the time. Almost time for me to switch off the lights for a good ten hours, perhaps equivalent to ten 'earth hours', and this even includes my own personal lights in my concious mind. Good day, and good night everyone. Until the next chapter of the tome of truth.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Chapter 22: A Climb From The Bottom... To Another Bottom?
Welcome to a new chapter of the tome of truth, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and whatever you call yourselves. Well, most of the school holidays are over, and from last count, and assuming my mathematics has not gone rusty despite the fact that I do not seem to be aware that odds of one to ten million of success in most things I charge is a clear sign that I should not although I kind of realise this when it is too late boy, and okay I am getting a little side tracked here so let us get back to the main point, there are approximately 3 weeks left before a new semester or stage begins again.
Not even a power up or a full recovory of hit points... why can life not be similar to a game of megaman (Yes, I actually find that game mind rottingly entertaining, and I like brain killing activities, and setting a good example for my peers). Getting constant 'game overs' feels especially satisfying and entertaining, trust me, very amusing indeed. Getting my floor-sitting bottom handed to me by a piece of artificial intelligence.
Speaking of bottoms and failures, ever notice how some people complain of ever hitting rock bottoms. Well, with all due respect (Heh, just a formality to avoid being sued for some reason I do not know, and yes, I am a little paranoid), I have a far different feeling.
For one (and only), I have never ever told myself or felt that I have reached rock bottom. Sure, I have reached a bottom, but one thing I will always know, is that somewhere out there, there are people suffering worse then me, and I would be dishonouring both myself and those people should I ever think I cannot get back up again, and even more so if I did not try.
That said, I may have not done as well as I would had wanted to, but that does not mean I will stop there. I just have to climb higher, even if it is to another 'rock bottom'. I am ready for when these holidays end.
And... I am also most certainly ready to write another new chapter for this blog. So do not get your hope up to me stopping just because I have gotten a new resolve. =_=
until then, rest well.... while you can ^^
Not even a power up or a full recovory of hit points... why can life not be similar to a game of megaman (Yes, I actually find that game mind rottingly entertaining, and I like brain killing activities, and setting a good example for my peers). Getting constant 'game overs' feels especially satisfying and entertaining, trust me, very amusing indeed. Getting my floor-sitting bottom handed to me by a piece of artificial intelligence.
Speaking of bottoms and failures, ever notice how some people complain of ever hitting rock bottoms. Well, with all due respect (Heh, just a formality to avoid being sued for some reason I do not know, and yes, I am a little paranoid), I have a far different feeling.
For one (and only), I have never ever told myself or felt that I have reached rock bottom. Sure, I have reached a bottom, but one thing I will always know, is that somewhere out there, there are people suffering worse then me, and I would be dishonouring both myself and those people should I ever think I cannot get back up again, and even more so if I did not try.
That said, I may have not done as well as I would had wanted to, but that does not mean I will stop there. I just have to climb higher, even if it is to another 'rock bottom'. I am ready for when these holidays end.
And... I am also most certainly ready to write another new chapter for this blog. So do not get your hope up to me stopping just because I have gotten a new resolve. =_=
until then, rest well.... while you can ^^
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Chapter 21: Food For Taught
Good day everyone. For today's special, is a miniscule piled serving of another chapter of the tome of truth with an overload of some kind of strange mystery sauce of danger to drown in on a wide plate of blogspot with a hint of corny, stomach pain inducing lines.
Anyway, on with the main course. Well, speaking of food which I seemed to have drilled in your head with just one paragraph (Hooray for a new record of squeezing propaganda into a few lines), I was doing some thinking about a certain type of food not everyone might be as familar with as you may think so. Vegetarian food. This just occured as a random side dish in my thoughts after a meal at a vegetarian food stall I often dine at with my father.
It's not just the way they seem to be able to make vegetable dishes appealing in both smell, looks and taste as well as serving, but rather, more into the way they are able to create mock meat dishes. After all, one of the few issues is to use soy bean protein to create a substance that is similar to meat (to sooth the minds of people, in my very own humble opinion, which makes me question their resolves) in terms of looks and texture, and most of all the high biological protein value. Soy bean protein is one of the few exceptions of most sources being meat.
Besides the wonders of this food technology, it is also the creativity of the dishes they make using it that piques my interest and wets my appetite for finding out more. Some people may say vegetarian food is boring, but that is not always the truth. In fact, I think the dishes they create, such as that tasty and convincing orange fish I ate earlier with a few helpings of rice and vegetables are works of art themselves, that reflect the abilities of the right side of the brain.
I sure wish someone could teach me how to do so. Hey, maybe I should pay a visit to the local library for recipe books.
Sadly, a vegetarian's lfie is not always easy. It is hard to find any pure vegetarian food for vegans. Hey, maybe one day I will manage to create a chain of vegetarian food stalls that will be true to it's name and be available to everyone in convenience at reasonable prices. Just maybe. Who knows? Maybe one of these random dreams of mine may actaully come true.
Until next time, keep on reading because the menu is a-changing.
Anyway, on with the main course. Well, speaking of food which I seemed to have drilled in your head with just one paragraph (Hooray for a new record of squeezing propaganda into a few lines), I was doing some thinking about a certain type of food not everyone might be as familar with as you may think so. Vegetarian food. This just occured as a random side dish in my thoughts after a meal at a vegetarian food stall I often dine at with my father.
It's not just the way they seem to be able to make vegetable dishes appealing in both smell, looks and taste as well as serving, but rather, more into the way they are able to create mock meat dishes. After all, one of the few issues is to use soy bean protein to create a substance that is similar to meat (to sooth the minds of people, in my very own humble opinion, which makes me question their resolves) in terms of looks and texture, and most of all the high biological protein value. Soy bean protein is one of the few exceptions of most sources being meat.
Besides the wonders of this food technology, it is also the creativity of the dishes they make using it that piques my interest and wets my appetite for finding out more. Some people may say vegetarian food is boring, but that is not always the truth. In fact, I think the dishes they create, such as that tasty and convincing orange fish I ate earlier with a few helpings of rice and vegetables are works of art themselves, that reflect the abilities of the right side of the brain.
I sure wish someone could teach me how to do so. Hey, maybe I should pay a visit to the local library for recipe books.
Sadly, a vegetarian's lfie is not always easy. It is hard to find any pure vegetarian food for vegans. Hey, maybe one day I will manage to create a chain of vegetarian food stalls that will be true to it's name and be available to everyone in convenience at reasonable prices. Just maybe. Who knows? Maybe one of these random dreams of mine may actaully come true.
Until next time, keep on reading because the menu is a-changing.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Chapter 20: The Flipside...
Greetings, esteemed guests of this latest chapter of the tome of truth. Today, your gracious host, also the only one until I can hire some help and also after my latest plan to borrow some funds in secret (Just so you know, this will also remain a secret between us, ^^, hush hush you know, if you like to live as much as I do), will present another helping of today's main course, with cookies for dessert should you stay and continue to read. I always found cookies to be more effective than carrots to a donkey...
Well, lately, I have been thinking of the choices we make everyday. they say life is a game of choice, and I am going to be honest with you, and whether or not you accept my truth ultimately depends on you, not me. First of all, we have to realize, there are no such things as happy or sad endings in life. The one thing that matters is whether we are satisfied with the way we lived it. Whether we have done things as well as we would have wanted and with all the effort we could muster. For me, this is why I never want to forget and try to run away from the past. I try to make an effort to work my dark emotions and past events to generate success, instead of letting it trap me. For me, I do not really care where I would go when my life ends, even if heaven or the brimstones of fire do exist.
Every choice we make has a different result. Every coin has two sides. And each side can lead you to a different path in life. What I think would be the best thing to do, would be to consider what you want in life, not what emotions, logic, background or others wish, as it all really depends on you in the end. You get to push the big, red button. There is no right or wrong.
It's all in yourself that affects the choices you make. Do what you really think you want. Think of the ultimate goal and plan.
Until then, look forward to the next special. And, what cookies? oO Goodbye, closed for today.
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Well, lately, I have been thinking of the choices we make everyday. they say life is a game of choice, and I am going to be honest with you, and whether or not you accept my truth ultimately depends on you, not me. First of all, we have to realize, there are no such things as happy or sad endings in life. The one thing that matters is whether we are satisfied with the way we lived it. Whether we have done things as well as we would have wanted and with all the effort we could muster. For me, this is why I never want to forget and try to run away from the past. I try to make an effort to work my dark emotions and past events to generate success, instead of letting it trap me. For me, I do not really care where I would go when my life ends, even if heaven or the brimstones of fire do exist.
Every choice we make has a different result. Every coin has two sides. And each side can lead you to a different path in life. What I think would be the best thing to do, would be to consider what you want in life, not what emotions, logic, background or others wish, as it all really depends on you in the end. You get to push the big, red button. There is no right or wrong.
It's all in yourself that affects the choices you make. Do what you really think you want. Think of the ultimate goal and plan.
Until then, look forward to the next special. And, what cookies? oO Goodbye, closed for today.
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Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Chapter 19: Shadowing of The Glorious Past That Is Beyond Grasp...
Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to another new chapter in the tome of truth. Remember when I said I had to do a National Education project some time ago and how I was bored out of my brains (Yes, I do have a brain. This evil blogsite did not manifest by itself. Although you might think I have a strange way of showing it) during these extra boring holidays of superb boredom, born out of the abyss of boredom. Well, you get the point. If not, too bad.
Moving on, and to answer your question, yes, I do work on my projects and assignments, although your high doubts might disagree. I did defeat one of my greatest enemies, procastination, amd am still celebrating this rare victory over juice. (What? Alcohol's expensive. And it causes liver damage, which I am not saying just to make me and my burnt wallet more comfortable and happy)
Well, I went over to one of my friend's grandparent's cosy home to interview them, and it just the stuff to cure my boredom. I learnt so much over there, and what a blast from the past it was. For example, back in those days, Singapore currency was so high in value that some families received only seven dollars and fifty cents as their monthly incomes. In fact, due to that, food and everyday items were quite cheap, including a very large serving of mee siam that may cost just 50 cents. Speaking of everyday items, the ones we consider today such as televisions, proper taps and electrical lamps were either non existent during their time, or so rare that they were expensive and hardly found.
Instead, people had to collect rations of water manually everyday. kerosene lamps formed some of the main sources of light, and it is not even as effective as the electrical ones we use commonly without a thought. 'Black and white' televisons were rare in those times, not to mention colour ones, and even then, only some families could afford them. Young children used to watch outside the windows of the homes of those people. Other than that, they used traditional games such as hand made five stones for amusements.
Families often helped each other, for example, through shopping together and sharing resources such as rice, unlike today which is seldom.
Times have certainly changed, but it makes you think, are such cahnges for better, or for worse. I guess it is a mixture of both. The past sure gives you a lot to chew on, and also a lot to appreciate the luxuries we have today, but also miss what is missing.
Maybe it is time I tried talking to my grandparents. hey, you never know, I may just learn new things from the past that we can build the future upon... better for me for sure... but better for the humanity... well, we will just have to find out about it... in the future, where it may then be too late to do anything, that is... heh. >: D
- And thus, A Dark, Omnimous Cloud Appears-
Well, until next time, then. Keep on reading, and remember, this blog is a non-profitable *cough* (I hope they believe me) *cough* one.
Moving on, and to answer your question, yes, I do work on my projects and assignments, although your high doubts might disagree. I did defeat one of my greatest enemies, procastination, amd am still celebrating this rare victory over juice. (What? Alcohol's expensive. And it causes liver damage, which I am not saying just to make me and my burnt wallet more comfortable and happy)
Well, I went over to one of my friend's grandparent's cosy home to interview them, and it just the stuff to cure my boredom. I learnt so much over there, and what a blast from the past it was. For example, back in those days, Singapore currency was so high in value that some families received only seven dollars and fifty cents as their monthly incomes. In fact, due to that, food and everyday items were quite cheap, including a very large serving of mee siam that may cost just 50 cents. Speaking of everyday items, the ones we consider today such as televisions, proper taps and electrical lamps were either non existent during their time, or so rare that they were expensive and hardly found.
Instead, people had to collect rations of water manually everyday. kerosene lamps formed some of the main sources of light, and it is not even as effective as the electrical ones we use commonly without a thought. 'Black and white' televisons were rare in those times, not to mention colour ones, and even then, only some families could afford them. Young children used to watch outside the windows of the homes of those people. Other than that, they used traditional games such as hand made five stones for amusements.
Families often helped each other, for example, through shopping together and sharing resources such as rice, unlike today which is seldom.
Times have certainly changed, but it makes you think, are such cahnges for better, or for worse. I guess it is a mixture of both. The past sure gives you a lot to chew on, and also a lot to appreciate the luxuries we have today, but also miss what is missing.
Maybe it is time I tried talking to my grandparents. hey, you never know, I may just learn new things from the past that we can build the future upon... better for me for sure... but better for the humanity... well, we will just have to find out about it... in the future, where it may then be too late to do anything, that is... heh. >: D
- And thus, A Dark, Omnimous Cloud Appears-
Well, until next time, then. Keep on reading, and remember, this blog is a non-profitable *cough* (I hope they believe me) *cough* one.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Chapter 18: Monday Blues... at least for the others =P
A very good day to everyone here at a new segment of the tome of truth blogsite. As is with every chapter, and, no, this is not due to a lack of funds to hire other writers or moderators, this is your main (and probably only) host to bring your daily ramble when you could be doing something useful to excercise your brain instead of letting it (and your previously good reading eyes) here.
Well, nothing much has been happening to me, and I guess that is in a good way... Since most of the other people in the world today are probably slugging it out while sinking into the good (?) ol' monday blues, especially for students whose vacation has come to a sad end. >: D
Well, it is not as if I have never experienced the monday blues. In fact, I have, just like most humans of earth who have a life... Misery does love company after all.
Ah... mulling over a cup of coffee where the hot steam rises up just like how the great, extremely dearly missed weekends and holidays end... faces in textbooks, lecture notes, in front of computers and laptops, and grumbling both externally and internally (not that I would like to hear those).
Well, there is one thing to look forward. At least it is just 120 hours away from the weekend.
I guess going back to work is not a bad thing. After all, from what I think, it is better to stop delaying the inevitable, get our lazy bottoms out before they metamorph into that of couch potatoes (However, I do love potatoes for it's various forms and nutritional value, but that is another story ^^ ), and we get too lethargic.
I have always believed in progress and never wasting time, and always will. But, well, sometimes we all need short breaks, and it takes a lot of time (believe me, I know) and discipline to get used to getting back to work. Ah..procatination, one of my biggest mortal foes.
Well, until next time, keep on working, and keep on reading.
Logging off... (Okay, that was a horrible signature for this chapter, so sue me >.<)
Well, nothing much has been happening to me, and I guess that is in a good way... Since most of the other people in the world today are probably slugging it out while sinking into the good (?) ol' monday blues, especially for students whose vacation has come to a sad end. >: D
Well, it is not as if I have never experienced the monday blues. In fact, I have, just like most humans of earth who have a life... Misery does love company after all.
Ah... mulling over a cup of coffee where the hot steam rises up just like how the great, extremely dearly missed weekends and holidays end... faces in textbooks, lecture notes, in front of computers and laptops, and grumbling both externally and internally (not that I would like to hear those).
Well, there is one thing to look forward. At least it is just 120 hours away from the weekend.
I guess going back to work is not a bad thing. After all, from what I think, it is better to stop delaying the inevitable, get our lazy bottoms out before they metamorph into that of couch potatoes (However, I do love potatoes for it's various forms and nutritional value, but that is another story ^^ ), and we get too lethargic.
I have always believed in progress and never wasting time, and always will. But, well, sometimes we all need short breaks, and it takes a lot of time (believe me, I know) and discipline to get used to getting back to work. Ah..procatination, one of my biggest mortal foes.
Well, until next time, keep on working, and keep on reading.
Logging off... (Okay, that was a horrible signature for this chapter, so sue me >.<)
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Chapter 17: Give Me A Sunday And I'll Show You A Sundae, Anyway, Anyday (Hey, I Just Rhymed)...
Good day, dear readers. Well, for those living in areas around Singapore, perhaps Thailand or Malaysia, where the sun shines it's everloving, everskin-searing, everwater-drying, everintense, well, you get the point... harsh but caring rays on us all, an especially happy sunny sunday to you all. Although, I would not mind trading this day in for a sundae. At least it is edible and may be worth some money, two properties which can help me survive each day. >.<
Ah... sundays... waiting for the day to end, crowded supermarkets, the feeling of waiting for monday blues (tastes just like waiting for doomsday or a ship to sink, I assure you), and 'pleasant' sounds of scrambling mahjong tiles from 'considerate' neighbours.... But really, Iwelcome this 'music'. I'm an optimist, seeing the glass to be empty after I drain it of it's contents..etc. And I certainly know a better alternative to their 'fantastic' karaoke singing when I hear one, or more specifically, get tormented by one. Oh, but nothing compares to lion dances in the morning. Especially if you live just across it.
I guess I am a little grouchy, huh? x_X
Moving on... have any of you ever noticed how interesting how conceited humans can be? I mean, I am not complaining, but rather, thinking about the arrogant aspects of human nature.
For one, we always consider ourselves to be superior to other living creatures, just because we seem to have more intelligience and developed technologies. We seem to put ourselves to be above others. For example, when we say 'animals', do we usually refer to ourselves. Let's be honest. Scientifically speaking, we know humans are animals as well, but how about casually? And keeping 'animals' in cages for amsuement and observations is A-OK but caging humans is insane? Some may stress that animals are not as mature and self-controlled as humans. Have you seen gorilla communities in your lives? Do most animals attack or do unreasonable things unless provoked? And what is our definition of civilized? Is our way of civilization the best and only one? Does it overrule the ways other animals lead their lives? Alright, so we think we are protecting them from poachers and such. But by doing this, is one of the ways of nature not about the survival of the fittest?
I am quite sure developed technologies should not be the only way to measure how superior a species is as well. Is the way of humans THE way?
Look at us. Look at the destruction we have caused to our homes, both natural and in terms of destroying other civilizations and societies just because of our inability to accept others. Does it always have to be, 'If you're not with us, you're against us' ?
We spend days in history class memorizing dates and places. But do we truly learn and remember the lessons learnt? Do we truly use the past and failures to produce a brighter future of successes?
Hmm... perhaps we do have a long way to go after all... and I have too many questiosn unanswered...
Until then, pleasant sundays everyone.
Ah... sundays... waiting for the day to end, crowded supermarkets, the feeling of waiting for monday blues (tastes just like waiting for doomsday or a ship to sink, I assure you), and 'pleasant' sounds of scrambling mahjong tiles from 'considerate' neighbours.... But really, Iwelcome this 'music'. I'm an optimist, seeing the glass to be empty after I drain it of it's contents..etc. And I certainly know a better alternative to their 'fantastic' karaoke singing when I hear one, or more specifically, get tormented by one. Oh, but nothing compares to lion dances in the morning. Especially if you live just across it.
I guess I am a little grouchy, huh? x_X
Moving on... have any of you ever noticed how interesting how conceited humans can be? I mean, I am not complaining, but rather, thinking about the arrogant aspects of human nature.
For one, we always consider ourselves to be superior to other living creatures, just because we seem to have more intelligience and developed technologies. We seem to put ourselves to be above others. For example, when we say 'animals', do we usually refer to ourselves. Let's be honest. Scientifically speaking, we know humans are animals as well, but how about casually? And keeping 'animals' in cages for amsuement and observations is A-OK but caging humans is insane? Some may stress that animals are not as mature and self-controlled as humans. Have you seen gorilla communities in your lives? Do most animals attack or do unreasonable things unless provoked? And what is our definition of civilized? Is our way of civilization the best and only one? Does it overrule the ways other animals lead their lives? Alright, so we think we are protecting them from poachers and such. But by doing this, is one of the ways of nature not about the survival of the fittest?
I am quite sure developed technologies should not be the only way to measure how superior a species is as well. Is the way of humans THE way?
Look at us. Look at the destruction we have caused to our homes, both natural and in terms of destroying other civilizations and societies just because of our inability to accept others. Does it always have to be, 'If you're not with us, you're against us' ?
We spend days in history class memorizing dates and places. But do we truly learn and remember the lessons learnt? Do we truly use the past and failures to produce a brighter future of successes?
Hmm... perhaps we do have a long way to go after all... and I have too many questiosn unanswered...
Until then, pleasant sundays everyone.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Chapter 16: Land Ho!
Hello, readers of the tome of truth. Yes, that is true. I am finally back from the my lovely 'outdoors' trip spent in a resort in Malaysia where I could have done the same things back at Singapore. But I guess there is one thing that I just cannot replicate in Singapore that I experienced in Malaysia and anywhere I go with my family. No, it is not family love. No matter where I am, so long as my family is within me, or even physically around, that will always exist. Even if I were to lose my memories about them, this special key will always exist, whether they are remembered or not. It does exist, and that is the ultimate truth that not even the passage of time or reality can erase.
It is the ability to explore different places together as one that I had experienced. And I really appreciate that.
But with that aside, I have been thinking of rising up to go against the tide even though the odds seem to be against me. If anything, I want to know that I have lived my life with full satisfaction, and that means knowing that I did all I could, whether I fail or not. I do not care about the goal or benefits, for those are simply bonuses. I care about the means I used to get to them.
True, I often faced many defeats, but who cares? I certainly do not care whether about the prize at the end of the finish line or, my greed or fear. Life is a journey of one's own, and I will do it my way.
Now I certainly feel a little embarassed about spilling my thoughts so freely. >.< But I guess that is what a blog should be for. I feel better and as though a heavy load's been taken off. To be honest, I will have to confess to you guys, and I will have to apologize.
Well, I have not really been putting much into my posts, even in my very first ones. I guess one of the worst aspects of me, is that I never really show people the truth. How ironic. Despite writing the tome of truth, all I have been writing is a half truth. Many of you may find my writing a little... well to quote from 'someone' , dark, and brooding.
But this is just a small part of what I really feel. I guess I'm not really fit to write this blog. All my life, I have never really said what I truly want to, not even to my close friends, or my parents at all. I always wish to, but I just seem to hesitate at the last minute. Whenever I feel set back by a small defeat, and I try to get back on my feet, or I feel really upset, I just do not like to reveal it to my surroundings. Now that I think of it, I always had an excuse for not chatting with my parents or friends about this. 'Oh, this is such a small matter, and personal too. I'll sound like a wimpering weakling if I blabbed about it. Besides, I can handle this on my own.'
But in a way, I have to ask for an apology from everyone around me, including you people, the esteemed readers of the tome of truth from not actually telling the whole truth, giving only half of what you should get. I guess my pride got in the way.
I will try to write what the readers really deserve.
It is the ability to explore different places together as one that I had experienced. And I really appreciate that.
But with that aside, I have been thinking of rising up to go against the tide even though the odds seem to be against me. If anything, I want to know that I have lived my life with full satisfaction, and that means knowing that I did all I could, whether I fail or not. I do not care about the goal or benefits, for those are simply bonuses. I care about the means I used to get to them.
True, I often faced many defeats, but who cares? I certainly do not care whether about the prize at the end of the finish line or, my greed or fear. Life is a journey of one's own, and I will do it my way.
Now I certainly feel a little embarassed about spilling my thoughts so freely. >.< But I guess that is what a blog should be for. I feel better and as though a heavy load's been taken off. To be honest, I will have to confess to you guys, and I will have to apologize.
Well, I have not really been putting much into my posts, even in my very first ones. I guess one of the worst aspects of me, is that I never really show people the truth. How ironic. Despite writing the tome of truth, all I have been writing is a half truth. Many of you may find my writing a little... well to quote from 'someone' , dark, and brooding.
But this is just a small part of what I really feel. I guess I'm not really fit to write this blog. All my life, I have never really said what I truly want to, not even to my close friends, or my parents at all. I always wish to, but I just seem to hesitate at the last minute. Whenever I feel set back by a small defeat, and I try to get back on my feet, or I feel really upset, I just do not like to reveal it to my surroundings. Now that I think of it, I always had an excuse for not chatting with my parents or friends about this. 'Oh, this is such a small matter, and personal too. I'll sound like a wimpering weakling if I blabbed about it. Besides, I can handle this on my own.'
But in a way, I have to ask for an apology from everyone around me, including you people, the esteemed readers of the tome of truth from not actually telling the whole truth, giving only half of what you should get. I guess my pride got in the way.
I will try to write what the readers really deserve.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Chapter 15: Rising Above The Skies
Good day, guys. As you heard from my previous post in one swift line, I did say I was disappointed. Well, I guess I'll have to try to pick myself up, and I hope to do so soon.
Anyway, I'll be away for the next two days at Malaysia, so hopefully I will not meet up with any dangers of any sort, and make it back to write new segments here. Although I may miss a few posts just in case there is no wireless networks there, do not worry, fat chance that this blog will give up on it's relentless assault, fo to make up for it, I shall bring about new developments to the blogsite.
Yes, I know all my victims look forward to it, and yes, I recognise those groans of happiness and anticipation... until then, see you.
Anyway, I'll be away for the next two days at Malaysia, so hopefully I will not meet up with any dangers of any sort, and make it back to write new segments here. Although I may miss a few posts just in case there is no wireless networks there, do not worry, fat chance that this blog will give up on it's relentless assault, fo to make up for it, I shall bring about new developments to the blogsite.
Yes, I know all my victims look forward to it, and yes, I recognise those groans of happiness and anticipation... until then, see you.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Chapter 13: The Night Before The Day Of Beckoning...
Good day folks, yes, you heard right, tomorrow's the day of judgement. Ragnarok, the end of the world, the perfect storm, if you please.
Well, I really feel kind of nervous waiting for the results. So, as the hero waits for the final conclusion, I really hope his sidekicks (that means you guys) will support him... I'll let you guys hear the results tomorrow.
Until then, see you soon. And may the hero live to fight another day... and also, may the author live to write another blog post.... *gulp*
Well, I really feel kind of nervous waiting for the results. So, as the hero waits for the final conclusion, I really hope his sidekicks (that means you guys) will support him... I'll let you guys hear the results tomorrow.
Until then, see you soon. And may the hero live to fight another day... and also, may the author live to write another blog post.... *gulp*
Chapter 12: Exhaustion...
Good day readers, and well, boy, I could almost say good night. What a day I had, spending the whole morning and afternoon attending a event at a place as far away and as disclosed (what were the organisers thinking??) somewhere in the middle of an almost deserted city... alright, it was at city hall. On a Sunday. I may... fine, I was exaggerating. =_=
To add to that, I spent a fine afternoon having junk food sold by vending machines and the booths there for lunch... The dinner at home was a big welcome compared to this. But I did not have much of a choice... not many places nearby to go to.
As for the delightful (?) dessert, smashing through the bad MRT (Mass rapid Transit) and Bus services.
Thank goodness I had time on my hands to think about writing for this blog to torment people, passing my time away smoothly. ^^
Well, that is all for today... and it's time to dream of better developments to this weapon of a blog...
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P.S This was an account of yesterday's events, due to exhaustion at the time, and blissful sleep.
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By the way: Congrats on passing through 13 posts of torture....
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To add to that, I spent a fine afternoon having junk food sold by vending machines and the booths there for lunch... The dinner at home was a big welcome compared to this. But I did not have much of a choice... not many places nearby to go to.
As for the delightful (?) dessert, smashing through the bad MRT (Mass rapid Transit) and Bus services.
Thank goodness I had time on my hands to think about writing for this blog to torment people, passing my time away smoothly. ^^
Well, that is all for today... and it's time to dream of better developments to this weapon of a blog...
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P.S This was an account of yesterday's events, due to exhaustion at the time, and blissful sleep.
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By the way: Congrats on passing through 13 posts of torture....
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Saturday, March 14, 2009
Chapter 11: And When The Dust Settles...
A very good day to everyone here on the tome of truth. It is time for another new exciting (here's your cue to nodd your heads unless you like sleeping with the fishes >:/) segment of the tome of truth.
Sigh... these days, only a few things have been on my mind lately... coming up with new ways to torment the readers of this blog site... and the results of my recent semestral examinations. Well, I guess there really is not much to do except to watch and wait... and prepare every kind of good luck charm available... and to pray for blessings... and to undergo the process known as 'curry favouring' by misguided souls... and to prepare a will... and to try various ways of twisting the result database to a much more pleasant form... I'm just kidding on that one, guys.
Lecturers, especially those who suspect the database to be somewhat strange, please refer to the latter statement, because I am definitely innocent and certainly, with one hundred percent confidence, positively did not maniupulate it at all.
Please trust me, thank you, for I am most certainly with great accuracy (see that halo above my head, it's made out of environment friendly materials), very, very innocent. Please trust me. Thank you. ^^
P.S No hard feelings what so ever of whatever you may or may not have seen me done, not that I have done anything. Also, did I mention you guys look espceially dignified today, maybe enough to help change a few records? *hint hint*
Well, with that out of the way, I hope that time and luck, and just about everything including the readers here (if you know what's good for you) will gladly support me.
Until next time, let us hope that all will work out in the end. Stay tuned for the next segment of the tome of (almost) truth.
Sigh... these days, only a few things have been on my mind lately... coming up with new ways to torment the readers of this blog site... and the results of my recent semestral examinations. Well, I guess there really is not much to do except to watch and wait... and prepare every kind of good luck charm available... and to pray for blessings... and to undergo the process known as 'curry favouring' by misguided souls... and to prepare a will... and to try various ways of twisting the result database to a much more pleasant form... I'm just kidding on that one, guys.
Lecturers, especially those who suspect the database to be somewhat strange, please refer to the latter statement, because I am definitely innocent and certainly, with one hundred percent confidence, positively did not maniupulate it at all.
Please trust me, thank you, for I am most certainly with great accuracy (see that halo above my head, it's made out of environment friendly materials), very, very innocent. Please trust me. Thank you. ^^
P.S No hard feelings what so ever of whatever you may or may not have seen me done, not that I have done anything. Also, did I mention you guys look espceially dignified today, maybe enough to help change a few records? *hint hint*
Well, with that out of the way, I hope that time and luck, and just about everything including the readers here (if you know what's good for you) will gladly support me.
Until next time, let us hope that all will work out in the end. Stay tuned for the next segment of the tome of (almost) truth.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Chapter 10: A New Foe?!
Greetings, my forcefully delighted readers. As of the title, you heard right. Out of the abyss, another foolish mortal wishes to oppose me... A new foe has arrived, and his / ??? / her name is... boredom. I know, usually, when the holidays arrived, most people are have the same feelings of slaves being released from a somewhat seemingly unending abyss.
You all know that kind of feeling right? 'No more books, No more pencils (or pens, or mechanical penicils, or crayons, or carved stone tools, depending on what level of education you are talking about)' , the sweet scent of fresh freedom beating ever so freely in the sweet scented air that is free for all to inhale in a sweet, free kind of way... Well, you get the point, besides the suspicions of my having a limited vocabulary here.
Well, not me. Not at all. You heard me. I actually hate holidays. Well, hate is kind of a strong word... so, let me rephrase that. I despised the holidays in any of it's fiendish forms with all my might and whatever is left of my soul. Yes, that is better. ^^
Let me see how I can express my boredom and the packaged, air-tight, specially imported agony that comes with it to you. You know how younger children have a knack and desire to bite anything in their sight, or in target range of their baby teeth? Or how vampires (no, hardcore twilight fans, stay far, far away from me before I lose enough control to let loose my desire to stake you all with sharpened wooden crucifixes and spray garlic-induced mace that I like to keep in my pocket for perfectly good reasons) love to hunt to satisfy their blood thirst?
Hmm... that kind of desire happens to me, in the case of wanting to do something unusual and disturbing, with a pinch of occasional explosions, which I can normally get away with in school. Er... any of my esteemed lecturers or discipline masters, or security guards (actually, nah, scratch them, I do not really care about what they see anyway), kindly look away from here and towards the next paragraph censored for your viewing pleasure.
Truth is, I kind of like school. At least it's quiet and there's something constructive to do there. I am not really that into part time jobs, I mean, sure the extra money's good, but I just cannot seem to find interesting or productive jobs to do. And, I do not really have any CCAs, at least not until the next semester reopens.
Sigh... well, I hope I can actually find something interesting to do... I mean, sure it is not too bad having more time to torture you guys using this blogsite, and experimenting on food... but every young, evil mind needs something new. I guess I might wish to visit the national library. I sort of like it there with it's huge collection of books and lovely selection people to terrorize. It is like a buffet except fro free, mind you. Of course, I was referring to the latter. I might even get new ideas for this blogsite.
Until then, I hope you guys look forward to more developments of this blog... those groans of joy are really lovely to hear and enjoy.
... Did I mention I learnt a new trick? You know, the exploding trick from the book, 'Mission Impossible'. The one that involves a movie tape and a countdown? Well, researching on integrating this technology with blogsites, although, instead of a small explosion, it may, oh, who am I kidding here? It will, with one hundred percent accuracy, release an interesting virus that loves to feed on C-Drives of those foolish enough to access this blogsite.
That is what you get when a malicious blog author reads too many books and has way too much time on his hands. I might miss you guys though, you did make the best victims ever... but there is always space for new blood to shed. Good night, sweet princes, princesses, dukes, mornaches, queens, kings, barons, baronesses, kings-in-waiting, whatever you may be. See you!
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You all know that kind of feeling right? 'No more books, No more pencils (or pens, or mechanical penicils, or crayons, or carved stone tools, depending on what level of education you are talking about)' , the sweet scent of fresh freedom beating ever so freely in the sweet scented air that is free for all to inhale in a sweet, free kind of way... Well, you get the point, besides the suspicions of my having a limited vocabulary here.
Well, not me. Not at all. You heard me. I actually hate holidays. Well, hate is kind of a strong word... so, let me rephrase that. I despised the holidays in any of it's fiendish forms with all my might and whatever is left of my soul. Yes, that is better. ^^
Let me see how I can express my boredom and the packaged, air-tight, specially imported agony that comes with it to you. You know how younger children have a knack and desire to bite anything in their sight, or in target range of their baby teeth? Or how vampires (no, hardcore twilight fans, stay far, far away from me before I lose enough control to let loose my desire to stake you all with sharpened wooden crucifixes and spray garlic-induced mace that I like to keep in my pocket for perfectly good reasons) love to hunt to satisfy their blood thirst?
Hmm... that kind of desire happens to me, in the case of wanting to do something unusual and disturbing, with a pinch of occasional explosions, which I can normally get away with in school. Er... any of my esteemed lecturers or discipline masters, or security guards (actually, nah, scratch them, I do not really care about what they see anyway), kindly look away from here and towards the next paragraph censored for your viewing pleasure.
Truth is, I kind of like school. At least it's quiet and there's something constructive to do there. I am not really that into part time jobs, I mean, sure the extra money's good, but I just cannot seem to find interesting or productive jobs to do. And, I do not really have any CCAs, at least not until the next semester reopens.
Sigh... well, I hope I can actually find something interesting to do... I mean, sure it is not too bad having more time to torture you guys using this blogsite, and experimenting on food... but every young, evil mind needs something new. I guess I might wish to visit the national library. I sort of like it there with it's huge collection of books and lovely selection people to terrorize. It is like a buffet except fro free, mind you. Of course, I was referring to the latter. I might even get new ideas for this blogsite.
Until then, I hope you guys look forward to more developments of this blog... those groans of joy are really lovely to hear and enjoy.
... Did I mention I learnt a new trick? You know, the exploding trick from the book, 'Mission Impossible'. The one that involves a movie tape and a countdown? Well, researching on integrating this technology with blogsites, although, instead of a small explosion, it may, oh, who am I kidding here? It will, with one hundred percent accuracy, release an interesting virus that loves to feed on C-Drives of those foolish enough to access this blogsite.
That is what you get when a malicious blog author reads too many books and has way too much time on his hands. I might miss you guys though, you did make the best victims ever... but there is always space for new blood to shed. Good night, sweet princes, princesses, dukes, mornaches, queens, kings, barons, baronesses, kings-in-waiting, whatever you may be. See you!
This message will self-destruct in...
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Thursday, March 12, 2009
Chapter 9: To Be True To One's Homeland
Hello, my much obliged readers. This is your captain on the flight to the brink of insanity speaking. Today, I have a real treat for the tome of truth, depending on how you see it, and whether you love torture by words of course. That is right, folks, the tome of truth is proud to present... *drumroll please*... more ranting from me as a citizen of Singaporean.
I shall set a good example on how the internet should be used by Singaporeans from my point of view, that is, complaining about anything I like on A: Forums, B: Blogsites or livejournals, and the most recommended, C: The fairly Well-known 'Stomp' Forums, whereby vouchers for a good complaining (again, this is in my own opinion, do not take my word for it) in a good ol' Singaporean fashion.
Today, I shall be choosing option B, as an example for future generations to follow, and thus fulfill my part as a truly loyal, right down to the very bones, Singaporean.
And, 1, 2, 3, here we go! ^^
Have you ever noticed how some places in Singapore, whereby certain people who shall remain unnamed seem to love putting on airs simply because they have a bit of authority, and have a knack for making a fuss over petty matters and slight breaches of rules that are not even as significant as other stuff they should be getting their lazy bottoms out of their big, fat desks to work on?
Let us state an example. I do not know why, but for some reason, this manager of a certain transport station using a certain CCTV camera to spot me, picked me to inspect my bag which actually turns out to have nothing but writing materials and a heavy looking laptop. The old man even had to ask if that was a laptop. How tempted I was to say it was a special waffle-making machine with special gadgets, just to irritate him. First of all, anything can be used as a weapon if you know how. pencils and pens can be used for stabbing, laptops can be used to bludgeon people. For another thing, if I were leaving the station, why in the whole of this universe would I still have the weapon with me? Seriously, do these people have brains that are in proper working order?
Can they not be looking for real dangers?
Another thing. Some people tend to be so greedy for money and anything they can get their hands on, very immature, and very short sighted. They cannot seem to plan for the future, have better manners, and understand what matters most. All they care for is themselves and their loved ones. Sure, I admit I may be a little like that, but at least I am trying my best to improve, at least I am trying to be a better person.
Also, blah blah blah, complain blah blah, rant blah, blah, blah blah blah lousy blah, compalin some more blah. blah blah complain a whole lot more blah.
Okay, that will be enough for today, and for once I shall spare the readers from more agony.
Thus, once again, I have proven myself to be a true to the core Singaporean. Thank you very much. ^^
Please look forward, unless you like holes smelling of gunfire, to the next installment. Until then, good day, hello, and goodbye.
I shall set a good example on how the internet should be used by Singaporeans from my point of view, that is, complaining about anything I like on A: Forums, B: Blogsites or livejournals, and the most recommended, C: The fairly Well-known 'Stomp' Forums, whereby vouchers for a good complaining (again, this is in my own opinion, do not take my word for it) in a good ol' Singaporean fashion.
Today, I shall be choosing option B, as an example for future generations to follow, and thus fulfill my part as a truly loyal, right down to the very bones, Singaporean.
And, 1, 2, 3, here we go! ^^
Have you ever noticed how some places in Singapore, whereby certain people who shall remain unnamed seem to love putting on airs simply because they have a bit of authority, and have a knack for making a fuss over petty matters and slight breaches of rules that are not even as significant as other stuff they should be getting their lazy bottoms out of their big, fat desks to work on?
Let us state an example. I do not know why, but for some reason, this manager of a certain transport station using a certain CCTV camera to spot me, picked me to inspect my bag which actually turns out to have nothing but writing materials and a heavy looking laptop. The old man even had to ask if that was a laptop. How tempted I was to say it was a special waffle-making machine with special gadgets, just to irritate him. First of all, anything can be used as a weapon if you know how. pencils and pens can be used for stabbing, laptops can be used to bludgeon people. For another thing, if I were leaving the station, why in the whole of this universe would I still have the weapon with me? Seriously, do these people have brains that are in proper working order?
Can they not be looking for real dangers?
Another thing. Some people tend to be so greedy for money and anything they can get their hands on, very immature, and very short sighted. They cannot seem to plan for the future, have better manners, and understand what matters most. All they care for is themselves and their loved ones. Sure, I admit I may be a little like that, but at least I am trying my best to improve, at least I am trying to be a better person.
Also, blah blah blah, complain blah blah, rant blah, blah, blah blah blah lousy blah, compalin some more blah. blah blah complain a whole lot more blah.
Okay, that will be enough for today, and for once I shall spare the readers from more agony.
Thus, once again, I have proven myself to be a true to the core Singaporean. Thank you very much. ^^
Please look forward, unless you like holes smelling of gunfire, to the next installment. Until then, good day, hello, and goodbye.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Chapter 8: As The Stomach, Soul, And a Whole Load Of Other Digestive Organs That May Make You Lose Your Appetite Upon Hearing Them Groans For Food...
Greetings, esteemed guests of the tome of truth blogsite. Today's main course shall be served shortly in a slightly less disturbing manner than I would usually present it (and any other things that are sure to scare anyone) so as to reserve the fun of seeing people lose their appetites upon consuming the food that almost seems to have come from the kitchen of the netherworld.
That is right, your gracious host and author of this horror of a tome, has found an excellent (at least for me) way to spend his holidays... Experimenting on food...heheheh. My apologies, I just have a habit of laughing for nothing... (foolish people, soon, I shall conquer both the world of literature and the world of culinary delights, which shall be renamed the world of culinary abominations).
Anyway, it is finally alive... today's victim, er... subject... Instant noodles.
Sure, people may say it is not very nutritious and it does have it's weaknesses, but let us take a closer look at the subject, as we dissect it in an evil manner.
Let us note the strengths of instant noodles, and why they have survived the market. They are convenient, and you do not have to take the trouble of cooking a long meal or going out to get food. They also come in a variety of flavours to choose from, for example, seafood, chicken and even laksa, a Singaporean favourite.
They take little time to prepare and often only require water to prepare it just to get the basic noodles.
They are also easily available at plenty of convenient shopping areas such as supermarkets and provision stores, and at a reasonable price too, sometimes sold in bulk and packages.
Now, it is time to address the concerns of our dear consumers. First up, sure, it is true that some brands contain MSG (Monsodium glutamate) which is not very beneficial for the body, especially if you like to live a healthy, happy life. However, times have changed, and there are many well known brands that do not sell noodles with it. In fact, they guarantee it and you can even complain about it if it does like most people I know do, who shall remain unnamed for the sake of preserving this blogsite from certain people who may sue me just as others may have been. This is what forums and livejournals are for, in my own opinion of course.
Next, it is often thought that instant noodles are not nutritious. Not true. You can always add chopped vegetables, meat and even eggs to them. All in all, folks, instant noodles can be a wholesome meal. But I would advise you to eat fresh food more often and avoid instant food unelss you really have to.
This the self proclaimed expert author and now deranged researcher on food, signing off.
That is right, your gracious host and author of this horror of a tome, has found an excellent (at least for me) way to spend his holidays... Experimenting on food...heheheh. My apologies, I just have a habit of laughing for nothing... (foolish people, soon, I shall conquer both the world of literature and the world of culinary delights, which shall be renamed the world of culinary abominations).
Anyway, it is finally alive... today's victim, er... subject... Instant noodles.
Sure, people may say it is not very nutritious and it does have it's weaknesses, but let us take a closer look at the subject, as we dissect it in an evil manner.
Let us note the strengths of instant noodles, and why they have survived the market. They are convenient, and you do not have to take the trouble of cooking a long meal or going out to get food. They also come in a variety of flavours to choose from, for example, seafood, chicken and even laksa, a Singaporean favourite.
They take little time to prepare and often only require water to prepare it just to get the basic noodles.
They are also easily available at plenty of convenient shopping areas such as supermarkets and provision stores, and at a reasonable price too, sometimes sold in bulk and packages.
Now, it is time to address the concerns of our dear consumers. First up, sure, it is true that some brands contain MSG (Monsodium glutamate) which is not very beneficial for the body, especially if you like to live a healthy, happy life. However, times have changed, and there are many well known brands that do not sell noodles with it. In fact, they guarantee it and you can even complain about it if it does like most people I know do, who shall remain unnamed for the sake of preserving this blogsite from certain people who may sue me just as others may have been. This is what forums and livejournals are for, in my own opinion of course.
Next, it is often thought that instant noodles are not nutritious. Not true. You can always add chopped vegetables, meat and even eggs to them. All in all, folks, instant noodles can be a wholesome meal. But I would advise you to eat fresh food more often and avoid instant food unelss you really have to.
This the self proclaimed expert author and now deranged researcher on food, signing off.
Chapter 7: Wandering In Search Of Quiet Sanctuary
Good day, dear unwilling, avid readers... ever since I have been given some holidays... I just do not know what to do except to continue typing this cleverly diguised weapon to rot the brains of anyone foolish enough to believe it to be a pleasant, innocent blogsite... =(
I just cannot find the motivation to do anything except the N.E project that I am obliged to do (grudgingly, since it does not involve anything to do with spreading my evil influence, and to top it all off, does not involve explosions, or anything that happens in a disturbing manner, with me at the giving end with a happy grin).
Either way, I guess, until I can find the motivation or the right goals in mind, I just need to rest a little... I truly wish there was somewhere quiet and peaceful, perhaps with fresh, pleasant greenery to rest for a while, but I guess that is impossible in the mostly concrete and steel (in my opinion) environment of Singapore. Er... I mean, no, I have not been going soft. I am definitely a very evil and nasty guy who wishes to use this blog as an instrument of destruction against the young minds of people everywhere.
Well, it is getting late... and so little time, so many people to manipulate. ^^
Until next time. carry on reading (or else ^^).
I just cannot find the motivation to do anything except the N.E project that I am obliged to do (grudgingly, since it does not involve anything to do with spreading my evil influence, and to top it all off, does not involve explosions, or anything that happens in a disturbing manner, with me at the giving end with a happy grin).
Either way, I guess, until I can find the motivation or the right goals in mind, I just need to rest a little... I truly wish there was somewhere quiet and peaceful, perhaps with fresh, pleasant greenery to rest for a while, but I guess that is impossible in the mostly concrete and steel (in my opinion) environment of Singapore. Er... I mean, no, I have not been going soft. I am definitely a very evil and nasty guy who wishes to use this blog as an instrument of destruction against the young minds of people everywhere.
Well, it is getting late... and so little time, so many people to manipulate. ^^
Until next time. carry on reading (or else ^^).
Monday, March 9, 2009
Chapter 6: Escape From The Unending Abyss
Good evening, folks. Before I began talking about bringing the blog back, let us take a short trip down the road that no one wishes to go back to again, although you probably have no choice because of how persuasive I am, so there. Anyway, previously on the tome of truth, I did say that this blog would be discontinued, but, well... you wish.
So, as of today, this blog shall now be reopened. Yes, I know you guys appreciate having your young, fresh (not for long though) minds subjected to the somewhat endless torment of this blog's evil words.
Well, the truth is, I have been doing a lot of thinking nowadays. And to answer your skeptic looks and thoughts, yes, I do think. Who did you think was the mastermind of this journal? And, yes, I built this blog in such a fashion all on purpose. Every. Single. Line.
Have you ever wondered about what meaning life has for those whom it has been bestowed upon? (Hunters for people to influence to religions, back off, I am a free thinker in my own right) Well, I mean, think about it. Everyday, we slug it out, earning money and such, making friends and establishing bonds, just so we can create a better life for everyone.
But when the time comes, eventually, everyone dies and all that we worked for is lost. even those who still live on eventually die and whatever we worked for becomes meaningless, and so on. And thus the cycle continues. And let say there is such a thing as rebirth. Even than, why are we reborn again to go through such a seemingly endless cycle?
If nothing else, if there is no meaning to life other than this cycle that seems to hold no purpose, why not abolish the very gift of life? Why, would it not be better if nothing existed at all? Let us factor in the 'crimes and sins' that we try to avoid or correct. Had nothing existed, would such sins or crimes have either?
I wonder, what is the point of anything existing at all?
Well, enough of my meaningless 'ranting'. Until then, see you, and keep watching the tome of truth, to which many more posts are to come. Yes, I know, those are definitely groans of happiness I hear.
So, as of today, this blog shall now be reopened. Yes, I know you guys appreciate having your young, fresh (not for long though) minds subjected to the somewhat endless torment of this blog's evil words.
Well, the truth is, I have been doing a lot of thinking nowadays. And to answer your skeptic looks and thoughts, yes, I do think. Who did you think was the mastermind of this journal? And, yes, I built this blog in such a fashion all on purpose. Every. Single. Line.
Have you ever wondered about what meaning life has for those whom it has been bestowed upon? (Hunters for people to influence to religions, back off, I am a free thinker in my own right) Well, I mean, think about it. Everyday, we slug it out, earning money and such, making friends and establishing bonds, just so we can create a better life for everyone.
But when the time comes, eventually, everyone dies and all that we worked for is lost. even those who still live on eventually die and whatever we worked for becomes meaningless, and so on. And thus the cycle continues. And let say there is such a thing as rebirth. Even than, why are we reborn again to go through such a seemingly endless cycle?
If nothing else, if there is no meaning to life other than this cycle that seems to hold no purpose, why not abolish the very gift of life? Why, would it not be better if nothing existed at all? Let us factor in the 'crimes and sins' that we try to avoid or correct. Had nothing existed, would such sins or crimes have either?
I wonder, what is the point of anything existing at all?
Well, enough of my meaningless 'ranting'. Until then, see you, and keep watching the tome of truth, to which many more posts are to come. Yes, I know, those are definitely groans of happiness I hear.
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