The big sway

This happens every 28 years I heard!!

Life is food!

Food seems to be the topic these days.

In and Out

Penny Black

Walking with your eyes closed

Have you tried walking 30 steps with your eyes closed? The moment your eyes close, your most important sense shut down. You "see" with the other four senses. You hear, you smell, you touch, you feel your surroundings. And you start to walk. You feel a little fear, but that's alright. Now it's time for the first step. Your leg takes the first swing, light, your body's momentum shift to your airy feet, it came down as soon as your other leg lifts up. Okay, you thought to yourself, this is not so bad. Second step, third step, you think to yourself you will hit something right then and there. You took a few more steps, uncertainties grew. One more step, you feel almost helpless now. Fear of hitting something makes you slow down tremendously. You pause. And again. You ponder hard, whether to carry on. You are strong, so you continue to take slower and shorter steps. You pause each time. Cautious. You felt the urge to open your eyes, but you can't. You have to do this. Okay, three more, two more, and one more step. It's over. You open your eyes.

Walking with your eyes closed is like living through life with one thing you think you can't live without. But life is life, it continues with or without you. At the end of your run, hopefully you gain something in return of the thing you lost. But that's okay.

Coulda Woulda Shoulda

Chingay 2008

A dad said to his daughter, "Today, it's Chingay Parade, it is the Chinese New Year parade. It's held every year. We didn't see it last week, so today they are bringing Chingay Parade here!" I have never seen Chingay Parade. To think that I have been in Singapore for quite some time, I haven't seen or done a lot of things in Singapore. Shame!

From Wiki:

The Chingay Parade (Chinese: 妆艺大游行; pinyin: Zhuāngyì Dàyóuxíng) is an annual street parade held in Singapore as part of Chinese New Year festivities. The term Chingay itself originated in Southeast Asia, particularly in Penang, Malaysia, which is a phonetic equivalent of the Chinese words "妆艺", which means "a decorated miniature stage" or float. Today, the parade has evolved into a massive multi-cultural and international event telecast live on television every year.

People started lining up on the streets half an hour before the start of the event, not just streets, but also open air car park building across the street. Parents brought their kids, their parents, their brothers and sisters, photographers walked around with huge long serious-looking cameras that's everywhere these days, and me with my unawareness of the parade everybody seemed to love. I don't have expectations, I guess this is the exciting part.

So it started with a couple of dances, then a few technical glitch (the songs stopped in the middle of the dances), and a minister and his wife who shook my hand came out to say a few words. Then it's the parade. The Merlion head. The Japanese ladies. The futuristic looking but incomprehensible float. The ship. My alma mater float. I remember each house of residence in my old school always had amazing float and dances each year. It's pretty short, and it's great. The boy with the comic book didn't seem to care much. He's too absorbed in his book.

I saw a cool kid

I saw a cool kid today. She must be around 5 or 6 years old. She was wearing an army cap, cool red snickers, sleeveless polo, slinging a Billabong bag, and listening to her iPod. And I thought, "Wow! This kid is cool!". Immediately I turned to see who's with her, her mom must be cool too to dress a kid like that and give her iPod at such a young age. She's okay. My mind brought me back to the image of myself when I was 5 or 6, so not that cool kid. So, I saw a cool kid today. It makes me smile.

Here she is.

Being compassionate

For some, it's just part of them, naturally. Others take years to develop. Have a good weekend.

The 15th

Great expectations

Time. I really wish I could have more.

Question is: where do you want to be?

A little perspective would be good

One of the many addictions

It's probably safe to say that most of us, my generation, are addicted to the Internet to some extent. Why? It's instant, and mostly free. It used to be that we had to go to library to find reference books, pick up the phone to book tickets, buy the papers for our daily dose of news, and a lot of other things. Of course, that all changed in the early 1990s. Internet, or its predecessor has been around for years by then, but only really picked up in the end of 80s. I remembered my disbelief when a classmate told me that I could get weather prediction, and be connected to people from around the world via this cool new technology they called 'Internet'. I didn't believe it was possible then. Such is the mind of a 13 year old. I soon found myself doing exactly that in a few years' time. Internet boomed faster than a supersonic jet.

Today, I spend a very unhealthy amount of time in front of my desktop. I switch it on when I got home. Dare I say it...I can't live without it here. On the occasions and days when I'm without it though, I feel those days and minutes are very well-spent.

Probably should get myself off Internet soon!

P.S.: Found these three people sitting next to each other on subway, all on iPods and all napping at the same time. These days, the chances are higher than you think.

Another dry day

I'm going out of my mind.

The 9th

Love, love, love

Recovering from a lull

I haven't snapped out of it.

I was looking at a TV screen the other day, Denzel Washington, the much-praised actor was saying a quote that stuck with me: "You gotta do what you had to do, so you can do what you want to do." Simple, universal truth!

Spring

The trees, in their full glory.

I am back from my holiday! It feels strange to be back, it seems like I have been away for a very long time. Things don't change that much but the change is in how I see them. Anyway, happy spring festival!

I am still stranded at the airport. Apparently bad, bad weather had to hit earlier, and what followed is a string of unfortunate events. It has been such long hours. I'm tired.