Kneadable Eraser

If Life Were A Painting

2007-09-21T02:42:00.000+08:00

"Collide"

The dawn is breaking

A light shining through

You're barely waking

And I'm tangled up in you

Yeah

I'm open, you're closed

Where I follow, you'll go

I worry I won't see your face

Light up again

Even the best fall down sometimes

Even the wrong words seem to rhyme

Out of the doubt that fills my mind

I somehow find

You and I collide

I'm quiet you know

You make a first impression

I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind

Even the best fall down sometimes

Even the stars refuse to shine

Out of the back you fall in time

I somehow find

You and I collide

Don't stop here

I lost my place

I'm close behind

Even the best fall down sometimes

Even the wrong words seem to rhyme

Out of the doubt that fills your mind

You finally find

You and I collide

You finally find

You and I collide

You finally find

You and I collide

[Thanks to kiszyface@hotmail.com for these lyrics]

[Thanks to jdbeenie@hotmail, jdbeenie@hotmail, whitneymichelle14@hotmail.com, ethanloverchristina@yahoo.com, adam, Chase for correcting these lyrics]

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If life were a painting and the people you met drew it together with you...

Some, pick up the smallest brush and put in a stroke that is later washed over.

Some, takes your brush to add in a few important colors.

Some, totally change what you had in mind for the painting.

Some, sit down makes do with another brush and starts painting the portions you don't.

And some, sits down and paints the picture with you, but later walks out halfway with your most important brush and you wish that person'd come back to finish what he/she had in mind for your painting.

Guess what?

2007-05-05T03:04:00.000+08:00

Romeo had guts.
The Beast struck jackpot.

The teenage dirtbag remained a teenage dirtbag.

Chances close to nil.
Featherweight consequences.

Because one is in heaven the other is earth.

Pretty Secretary

2007-03-25T03:11:00.000+08:00

When a person goes to church year after year and at one point of time realises that he's still relying on his own human instincts more than he's so called 'godly instinct' natually he comes to question the position of his faith.

It's at this point where he has 2 choices. To either dwell further into understanding this 'faith' that he has within him and gain a deeper insight or to simply come to a conclusion that his 'faith' may have in fact been a condition of his mind where one finds himself settled into a job that he never really wanted and finds himself staying on because the pretty secretary winked at him from across the pantry.

The core of the issue really is, what is that decision-making factor that matters most to him and will sway the possible outcome?
Is there really a living essence of a thousands of years-maybe-even-more being that he never really thought of to listen to till now, living within his 'soul'?
Or perhaps his previous so-called human instincts never really did kick in as much as he thought it did.
But really, when the shit hits the fan, and the bidder goes '100! Going once, going twice...'. At that last very moment where nothing else really matters at all, the core of it all, what is that decision making factor that will determine the outcome of to stay or to go. To keep 'running the race' or to throw in the towel.

Life O'chocolate

2007-03-10T16:50:00.000+08:00

Life is like a box a chocolates.
What you get is how much you paid for it.

214Hours to what...?

2007-02-28T01:25:00.000+08:00

Last i checked, 214 hours to ORD.

Mmm... the sweet taste of freedom... or not?

Army was a waste of time to some, others try to make the most out of it.
Was a mix of both to me.

I mean, protecting the country and all is good, we all need that but gimme a break... ask any NSF their honest opinions about NS. I mean, take a general survey or something, not just ask one or two.

So patriotism aside, i'm finally about to leave army and get back my pink IC.

So...
While i was climbing up that rock paved hill, carrying half my weight on my shoulders and another ten kilo around my neck.
While i had been dragging my feet along for basically the past 4 hours or so.
I could go on but you know what i mean if you've been through army (not as a pes C dammit).

Strangely ORDing isn't as wonderful or as sweet as i thought it to be.

What cobwebs?

2007-02-12T01:37:00.000+08:00

Erm... where to start.

kk, i'm back. Kinda.

Been busy lately. WoWing lol.
It's addictive, it's sick, it's WOW. World of Warcraft.

Seriously, if you haven't heard of it, you should go jump down from a cliff.
And if you're already a WoWer, quit it man lol.

World of warcraft is ruining my life or what's left of it.

...must...resist... argh.

Anyway, some updates for you folks:

I'm officially an 'order' now, ORDer. Within 1 months time. 9 Mar 2007 ZOMG.

I'm going to apply into some design school to do multimedia. From the looks of it, probably Raffles Institute.

I still can't find my dog. --"

...must...resist...

I've almost stopped attending church altogether, don't ask why.

I'm still straight. Seriously.

Valentine's day's coming and i've still got no date. Nor the money to afford one anyway.

...must...resist...

I've cleared the cobwebs in my room and yes Colleen, in my blog as well.

But i left the fungi around for effect.

Get Real

2006-09-28T20:20:00.000+08:00

Somewhere along the line i stopped bitching.

But hey, i realised i'm still human after all.

Spread some love! They say.

Tell them the good news! They say.

Yeah right... get real.

Reflections

2006-09-18T23:17:00.000+08:00

Heh.

What is friendship?
Can it be weighted? Can it be bought? Can it be measured?

Based not on the materialistic things.
Based not on the person's abilities.
Based not even on the person's good qualities.

In some ways i have you to thank.
You may not realise it but as i was speaking to you, i find myself thinking about this questions and answering them myselfs.
I found that i've been going through the same problems as you. And it has been awhile since i last opened up and spoke words like those (and actually putting some thought into it).
What i see in you, i see in myself. It made me face up to my own questions and answer them myself. Well... actually i already knew the answers, but (heh, the irony) somehow growing up blinded myself to these answers i knew all along.

So in many ways, i hope you find what your looking for, as i hope i do too.

Chill bro. I know your reading this and i'm not out of my mind.

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly.

2006-09-06T07:17:00.000+08:00

I was thinking this morning to myself (wow!)

Why is it that people tend to remember the bad things and things that irritate them more than they remember good and happy times?
Or rather, they'd probably be more driven to act on that so called anger/irritation/bad memories, more often in the case of singaporeans, to complain and whine.

In case you still don't get what i'm getting at, here's the jizz.

Why do you often hear singaporeans complaining more than they talk about fun and happy times?

I am somehow led to think that the reason why you see more display of these so called negative emotions than positive ones is due to the fact that these negative emotions tend to be 'stronger' than the positive emotions. Somehow these negative emotions extend deeper and brings up a more true and authentic side of us, at least more than the positive emotions that we are accustomed to seeing everyday.

Which then leads me to think now that, could there be a posibility of a so called 'higher' positive emotion that we are capable of feeling. A type that extends to as deep if not deeper than the previously mentioned negative emotions (afterall, good overcomes all evil right?). A type of positive emotion that somehow we have not or rarely see?

Like a dad and mom with their newborn child (what happens a few years later is a different story).

Like a child who receives a dad's heartfelt encouragement on a well deserved accomplishment.

Like a friend's realisation of another's care and concern for him.

Like the start of a relationship.

Of course, if you don't find yourself complaining more often than you tell your friends about happy things, you probably would not understand what i just wrote and really have no need to linger at my blog any further unless you somehow have some kind of 'higher' positive emotions that draws you to read my blog even if it really doesn't concern you. And if that's the case... yeah well. Quit reading my blog and like, just get to know me? It saves time and energy typing.

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2006-03-21T22:11:00.000+08:00

Hey peeps, here's alittle update on my life

I'm posted to 3 Signal battalion as QM (quatermaster). I manage the stores of the whole 3 signal battalion so i'll be doing lots of logistics management work which i'm totally fine with (apart from the travelling distance to get to Jurong camp from Sengkang!).
Daniel's and my commissioning (on the 11th of March 2006) falls on the same day as Ethan's birthday =)
Volvo, our pet dog left me while i was away in Thailand Crescendo between 3rd Jan to 24th Jan the same month. He ran away while my parents were painting the flat and was picked up by somebody else who knew so much more about taking care of dogs that my dad agreed to give them the fella. Nethertheless, i made one heck of a fuss upon finding out when i came back but considering we really didn't have much time to take care of Volvo it was probably in everyone's best interest that we gave him away. I only wish the new family takes good care of him. I still miss him very much.
Yes, i'm still single.
I'm trying to change my bad habit of picking the time when i want to interract with people.
Becoming QM means i work 8 to 5, 5 day weeks and that means i've got more time to work on some internet developing skills, driving lessons, self improvement... but so far all i've done is level my WoW warrior by 3 levels. I'm considering taking up motorbikes.
Oh, my first personal improvement project would supposedly involve creating my own website cum blog.
But i need to buy the latest flash software first.
I'm saving money. (I'm not kidding, currently my bank's got about $50 but it'll get more).
And for some of you out there, i get to see my brother at least 5 times now a week, but that's because of WoW. Wow.
I'm getting baptised next Saturday. Against my dad's will, i didn't bother to speak with them. I only hope things will work out after it all.
Jay Chow's new song, Shan Hu Hai rocks.
78 days have passed after Yan aka Khairani's anniversary.
I'm making plans to study in SAE Institute when i ORD, multimedia, websites design.. somewhere along those lines.
I woke up at 6.30am five days in a row, praise the Lord!
I slept no later than 2am five days in a row. Amazing!
I bought a new bible - The Message, thinking i lost my previous bible only to find in the same day after getting back from church. Amen.
God's making His presense more felt this days.
My home's study room has become officially my room.
Derek's in the same camp as me in 3rd Sig Bat =)
I'm past 21 years old.
I'm 22 this year, sombody tell me how am i going to meet the 3 years deadline to *beep*!!!

Once Upon a Time

2006-03-20T00:08:00.000+08:00

Too late for regrets now.
Too early for hesitations now.

'My son,' the father said,
'you are always with me, and everything i have is yours. But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours is dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.'" Luke 15:31

Time to pick up from where i left off.

From the Heart

2006-03-14T21:50:00.000+08:00

Is the love of our God enough to satisfy our every single human desire?
Will all our needs be met once we place all of our attention to only Him?
Why do we still find ourselves caught up in problems that seem to be solely caused by our choice to choose Him?

How is human love compared to Godly love?

I still can't find the answers but
no matter how hurting or painful at the loss it may seem, none can be compared to yours. This i believe.

Some things was just never meant to be in the first place. I should let it go...

Love should never be blind, thats where all tragedy starts.

My msn nick

2006-02-26T20:09:00.000+08:00

I realised many people seem to have mistaken my msn nick as me having some kind of complicated relationship with a woman and i think i'd better explain myself.

True, i do have a complicated relationship with a certain individual but it is most certainly not physical or the conventional sort that most would have pictured.
Any relationship i would have with another individual of the opposite sex would in comparison, seem much less of a problem.

...but still a problem in every respect. *sigh*

I need a break!

2006-01-03T20:00:00.000+08:00

Things left unsaid,
Promises left unmet.

The starless night,
couldn't have been colder.

4 hours more to go,
Somebody gimme free auto roam!

3 more months to commission, 3 more weeks to end of Cruscendo, and 3 burning issues with no way of solving (until i get back at least).
I need the holy 3nity!

Right now i feel like making my way down to east coast park, e-33 in hand, 100 dollars in my wallet, call up a few buddies and don't give a heck about what's going to happen tomorrow. Right... in my dreams maybe, if i ever dream.

Well, enough whinning and better start picking up that luggage bag and walk out that door like the brave officer-to-be, the father's proud son, the overcomer of all things.

SBO strapped on, SAR21 in my hand,
Somebody throw me that energy bar!
Thailand ain't too far!

Sometimes the stress i feel Lord,
Seems more than i can bear.
That's why i'm counting on you,
because i know how much you care.
I know that troubles can teach,
so i'm not asking that they cease.
All i really need,
Is just a little of your peace.
Amen

Worlds Apart

2005-12-19T16:39:00.000+08:00

If there's a song that describes what i've experienced during this past few weeks is this:

I am the only one to blame for this
Somehow it all adds up the same
Soaring on the wings of selfish pride
I flew too high and like Icarus I collide
With a world I try so hard to leave behind
To rid myself of all but love,
To give and die

To turn away and not become
Another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves
More deeply than the oceans,
More abundant than the tear
Of a world embracing every heartache

Can I be the one to sacrifice
Or grip the spear and watch the blood and water flow

To love you - take my world apart
To need you - I am on my knees
To love you - take my world apart
To need you - broken on my knees

All said and done I stand alone
Amongst remains of a life I should not own
It takes all I am to believe
In the mercy that covers me

Did you really have to die for me?
All I am for all you are
Because what I need and what I believe are worlds apart

And I pray,
To love you - take my world apart
To need you - I am on my knees
To love you - take my world apart
To need you - broken on my knees

I look beyond the empty cross
Forgetting what my life has cost
And wipe away the crimson stains
And dull the nails that still remains
More and more I need you now,
I owe you more each passing hour
The battle between grace and pride
I gave up not so long ago
So steal my heart and take the pain
And wash the feet and cleanse my pride
Take the selfish, take the weak,
And all the things I cannot hide
Take the beauty, take my tears
The sin and soaked heart and make it yours
Take my world all apart
Take it now, take it now
And serve the ones that I despise
Speak the words I can't deny
Watch the world I used to love
Fall to dust and thrown away
I look beyond the empty cross
Forgetting what my life has cost
So wipe away the crimson stains
And dull the nails that still remain
So steal my heart and take the pain
Take the selfish, take the weak
And all the things I cannot hide
Take the beauty, take my tears
Take my world apart, take my world apart
I pray, I pray, I pray
Take my world apart

Worlds Apart.

Worlds Apart by Jars Of Clay

Seperation Pains

2005-09-25T19:34:00.000+08:00

*groans*

Oh... the pain of having tasting such sweetness and to suffer the heart piercing pain of having to seperate from it.

The same thing that brought us together,
Brought about that icy cold stab through the heart.

If one could stop time.
If life was like a VCR.
Fast forward those crappy ones,
Even rewind to those beautiful ones.

Oh my beloved computer
Till death do us apart,
the one they supplied in OCS
just doesn't hit the chart.

An Ant's Story

2005-08-21T18:37:00.000+08:00

It shouldn't have left the trail.
It's feet are weak and it can't even life it's body up fully above the black leather.
It's color was faded.
It's feelers search desperately for the slightest sign of it's colony's smell.
It was desperate to get food.
It was destined to die.

The story of the red ant that somehow got itself stranded on bus number 27.
Ant's can't see (or so i think i read from somewhere), what they really do to get around is by following a trail of scent that each ant leaves behind. So if your looking at a trail of ants, and if you could see that trail that they leave behind, what you could be looking at is their version of an expressway.

And if you picked up an ant and placed it somewhere away from that trail, well, chances are it'll probably die eventually because ant's simply aren't meant to work alone.

Similar to us i guess.

We could be equally as blind as ants. Hard working and immensly powerful as a whole. But once isolated, we probably wouldn't survive very well. And we'd have to constantly leave 'scent' to help those behind, just as we would be following the one infront.

I wouldn't want to meet the same fate as that poor fella. He eventually crawled into some guy's collar and got plucked out, crushed, and flung across the bus.

"...we constantly pray for you, that our God may count you worthy of His calling, and that by His power He may fulfill every good purpose of yours and every act prompted by your faith." 2 Thessalonians 1:11

Who am I?

2005-08-14T19:47:00.000+08:00

"Do this!"

"You can't do that!"

"You got to do it this way!"

"Your not allowed to!"

Rules...rules... and more rules...

Discipline...discipline... and more discipline...

Regimentation... regimentation... and more regimentation...

It's enough to drive me crazy.

I mean it, i don't understand how everybody there can take all these rules and regulations so well.

But that's how OCS has been for me. Too many things to do, so little time to do things, and to make matters worst, you have to follow the stupid rules just because of what they are, Rules.

But as i spent the week, i realised how important it is for me that i actually survive this and get commissioned as an officer. And that is to make my father proud.

Both my fathers.

Too little time to explain it, since i have to leave for camp in another 5 to 10 minutes.

Who am I?

I am my father's son.

The OCS Bomb

2005-07-29T13:18:00.000+08:00

This is it.

I was taking a nap when i was awaken by a phone call from Delta Coy.

"Hello?"

"Lander ah? Sgt Ken here."

"Ah?"

"OCS"

"Serious??"

That was it. Serious?? I made it to OCS? Just when i thought i'd settle for not so shiong sispec and then try to get myself out of course so i don't need to chiong sua and be a admin sgt. Now my ultra long weekend has been cut short from 4 1/2 days to 2 days.

Just when i thought i'd be able to handle the sergeants' job comfortably i'm suddenly thrown into some place where i seriously have no confidence i'd be able to handle. But isn't this what i wanted at first? To test my limits? Heh. The time to see what i'm really made of.

All i want is a little bit of your peace...
Because i know troubles do teach.

To be an Officer, to lead people, to be the role model and yet for the right cause for all it's worth.

Oh well, how bad can it be?

At least i siamed my next weekend guard duty muahaha...

Regrets

2005-07-29T04:35:00.000+08:00

Its another one of those times again.
Sitting infront of the computer after one whole day of activites and wondering how great it would be if one could turn back times.

They say regret is possibly the most useless of all emotions.

I think it's what fuels me to always try to make the right decisions but i think it only serves to make me to more passive. For fear of making the wrong decision. But now i see that my inability to act could also result in the 'wrong' kind of consequenses and i intend to see that it be stopped.

Alright Volvo, your not gonna escape that haircut now, not even your teary puppy eyes is gonna save you now!

BE the man, DO the right thing.

2005-07-23T22:10:00.000+08:00

Few weeks pasted.
More than a few things that happened.

My 3 year old computer broke down.
Cleared all of my debts.
Church Aniversary.
2 whole weeks spent inside the jungle.
I'm finally finishing my term 1 of BSLC.
My handphone (both!) got stolen.
My discman is finally about to die on me too.

-.-"

...and a new calling.

Which do you wanna know about?

...My com's down yet again. I always knew i was too attached to computers and technology, but to take away the palm phone too? Sigh.

...Church anniversary was a blast. Pity i only attended it towards the end (if only i had remembered it was the church anniversary.)

The pathethic allowance i get from the govt actually helped me clear all my debts. Wow.

2 weeks inside tekong jungle just so much more convicted me how i'm not ever gonna sign on.

And the summary exercise inside the jungle pretty much marks the end of term 1 of my BSLC (basic section leadership course) which really just means "you've proven yourself stupid enough to take on the middle management in the SAF."

That much spoken about the role of leadership, I'm seriously not really complaining about being somebody someone would look to for answers. 4 months in the army has taught me i seriously need to take a good look at myself and understand that i actually do know something that others don't so instead of taking the laid back role i'm gonna try for something else and actually be the one making the changes around me.

... oh shoot, i think my mum's getting me to give the dog a shower again.
... there are exceptions to making all the changes around me haha...

2005-06-26T00:15:00.000+08:00

School of infantry specialist here we come
soldiers of every creed and race~
soldiers to specialist we will become
leaders of six men we set the pace~!

Sispec warriors we are the warriors
sispec warriors with pride we will lead
fearlessly we lead with pride
training hard full of might
trained to lead by day and night
we will strive for greater heights~!!

Yea right... -.-
The first thought that came into my mind when i realised i got into sispec (School of Infantry Specialists) was:
sai garng!
My friends and i were expecting i'd make it into OCS *cough*. Turns out only 3 from our entire company made it in. Don't ask me why, most agree the postings were pretty screwed up (including our own BMTC instructors and PCs) but whose to complain? Turns out that many others got into drivers *mumbles to myself about why i even bothered chionging in the first place*.
Now one week after the course i'm beginning to think maybe OCS isn't for me anyway and i'm seeing a certain benign force at work here.
I'm not one who seriously loves the stuff they do in NS unlike somebody *cough* mel *cough* but i tried for OCS anyway cause i thought it might be a good way to test what i'm really made of. Some part of me tells me i can handle the crap they dish out, and another part of me says i don't want to go through it. One part of me says i wanna be in OCS cause thats the supposedly da best, and another part of me asks is being the best really that important ? (the 1k pay is pretty tempting...)
Oh well, now that i'm already in sispect i've decided to simply be... just me.
Concentrate on the big picture, work on my relationship with the Father, and try not to think about those fist sized spiders in the forests. I can't say how much i've been blessed all thanks to his amazing grace. Being posted to the most slack company in all of Sispec and being in Pl1 (meaning i only climb one storeyof stairs while others climb all the way to the fifth floor, trust me, it means a lot) and if all that is not enough, i'm only in charge of cleaning the bunk (and i'm not even the In-charge!). Seems like God's got it all paved out for me, the road to simply breeze my way through Sispec without suffering...much. I don't know why He's doing this to me and i'll probably never know until months down the road but i sure ain't complaining!

2005-06-10T00:49:00.000+08:00

YES!!!

I finally have internet access!! Even if it's on a old 3+year old computer. Muahaha~~!!!

...BMT

2005-06-09T08:56:00.000+08:00

Yep, POPed on the 8th June 2005, muahahahaha~~!!!
What can i say? I've got 12 days of block leave and my com is still down (right now i'm using my bro's lap top). *bangs wall*
3 months sure flew right by (hopefully i can say the remainder of the 2 years "/).
I love the freedom gained but somehow i missed the early morning revelies and the stuff we did back in tekong. More specifically the screaming at some specific slowpokes to hurry up, falling in (plus counting strength) in pumping position, and of course, one of my personal favourites - meal time. But all is good, ask me if i ever want to get back there again and the answer would be a straight "no". For one simple reason, when i got enlisted, i missed my civi life much more than i missed BMT life. NS life is good but it still sucks. Don't ask me why.

...Keys to my Heart

2005-06-04T14:02:00.000+08:00

Aaannnddd... the moment you guys've been waiting for

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

Missing In Action

2005-05-14T09:36:00.000+08:00

For those of you who don't know;

1) I'm in the army now so i only get the chance to go online during the weekends.

2) My home computer breathed it's last on the day of my enlistment so please observe a minute of silence in memory of him. I missed him dearly.

3) NSF recruit's life sucks.

4) NSF recruit's pay sucks even more *weeps at a corner*.

5) I need money to bury my late computer... *cough*

...Somethings i've learnt

2005-02-24T04:25:00.000+08:00

That...

You never really lose anything, they all leave something behind within you.

That...

While your missing something from the past, you might actually miss out something that you'll be missing in the future.

That...

The clever is never really clever and the stupid is never really stupid. That's why we all need one another.

...Korean Trip

2005-02-21T00:08:00.000+08:00

Note: this was taken of my little trusty notepad with which i use to keep notes because i have such sickeningly lousy memory. This may seem boring to some but for those others who might be interested in my mundane life and thoughts, this is it. Some parts are left out because they are deemed unsuitable for the general public and some parts are edited as i see fit.

6:30am - 8 Feb the first day
left home, was asked by brother via sms to take good care of parents

7:30am
left cafeteria of airport to check in, very much excited

9:20am
Bored in plane (on runway), just about to take off. Feeling slightly claustrophobic.

9:30am
Finally took off, it's amazing. Such skill of the pilot, such wonder of technology, such amazing beauty. How the towering trees become so small so quickly, how singapore looked from such great heights, how wonderful to be above the clouds. What a breathtaking view it is to be above the clouds (and to be IN the clouds). How the sea of clouds looked almost like another world altogether, truly a sight not seen anywhere else.
Yes, i've not been to other countries by plane since i was 14 years old, shoot me.

3:52pm/4:52pm (Korea)
arrived in Seoul, awaiting for the tour bus to arrive outside the airport. It's not as cold as i expected. Our breath condenses on leaving our mouths, it's quite weird. There's 31 people altogether, the sun's shining and everything's chilly and warm at the same time.

6:15pm(Korea)
Finished dinner, steamboat dumblings (yum) but i'm much less appreciative of the korean kimchi. Learnt the korean word for thank you, "kam sa har mi dar" (goes something like that). Imagine i would be using that word alot for the next 6 days or so. The pleasant surprise and smiles it brings to the local when they hear me say it. Especially when it took me almost 2 whole days to finally get it correct. Started out by saying something like "gan sa army dar" (chase kill army big - direct english translation).
Our tour guide for the trip would be a lovely and smart woman known as Hai Ying (shining over the sea). And the 20 year old photographer cum assistant whose was introduced as Xiao Jing. It's a pity she can't speak english or chinese, i'd loved to chat with the young people of korea to see what are they like.
Other korean words i later learnt:
ah neong har sey yo (greeting, or how do you do?)
ah gai shi (miss) <-this sounds like "ah should die" in chinese
ah zhao shi (mr) <-this sounds like "ah die early" in chinese :p
er ma yea you (how much?)
ah zhu ma (auntie)
yi bao yao (pretty) <- a packet of medicine
mu ji (very) <-female chicken

So to tell a gal she's pretty would go something like:
Ah gai shi mu ji yi bao yao (Ah should die female chicken a packet of medicine)
It's funny i know, but this is the actual way our tour guide (a korean who speaks chinese as well) taught us

8:45am (Korea) - 9th Feb the second day
Awaiting departure from hotel. The weather's colder and it's expected to get colder in the next few days. Hope it snows. I'm wearing 2 layers plus my jacket (which makes it 3) plus gloves.

11:31am(Korea)
arrival at Seoul's soccer stadium. Nothing interesting to me. The weather's so cold you can't breathe through your nose or you'll lose the feeling of your nose real soon. (Definitely not a nice feeling, your nose starts to drip mucus and you don't even realise it! XD)
Along the way Hai Ying was telling us about the south korea (not to be mixed up with korea, they're 2 different countries, unfortunately). Hai Ying's a strong woman who wishes for the unification of these 2 countries and she feels sorry for the way things have to be. Says she was brought up in a traditional man-above-woman kind of family which she does not like. She also says that the korean shows you watch where men are very gentlemanly "are rubbish, the real korea is hardly like that at all" lolx.

3:20pm(Korea)
drove past the korean equivalant of the istana and a tour of the korean palace of 600 years of history. During the japanese occupation, the main building inside the palace was burnt down 20+ times, it's in the process of being rebuild currently. Hai Ying's a assistant professor of some sort (she's doing the tour guide job to improve her chinese) whose very well versed in the history of korea. Expecting snow tonight, it's already freezing in the afternoon. Dad's got his face all covered up and he continues to deny his cold XD

4am (Korea) - 10th the third day
can't sleep. My father snores like a bulldozer. But i was mostly woken up by the 2 dreams i had.
Refer to previous post.

2.48pm (Korea)
On our way back from the exciting Everland, very much similar to Disneyland. Managed to ride on a snow sled (just like calvin and hobbes =D), my first experience with snow. Also got to see the Lioger (a cross-breed between a tiger and lion). On our way now to some mountain where we will stay in a hostel for the night. Tomorrow we get to ski.

6:20pm (Korea)
Finished climbing Mount whatever (didn't catch the name, pity). It's like a dream come true, to climb a mountain and watch the sunset. Pity the photos weren't very well taken because of the sun. Sigh, wish i knew some things about photography. Tsk.

1:05am (Korea) - 11th the forth day
About to fall asleep on the 'tatami'. Very jap style, a mattress on the floor. Our room overlooks the snow covered slopes. It's all white and beautiful. Feeling wonderful, i'll probably not be able to look at this sight for awhile. Not until i get a job and find some buddies (and learn to speak korean) and come back here again. Tomorrow we get to be down there skiing. Wish i stayed in korea heh. In the future i'll want to come back here again.

5:03pm (Korea)
On a boat, on our way back from our little tour of one of Korea's biggest fresh water lakes. Sight seeing of the cliffs that mark the lake's banks. The weather's freezing but i managed to take a few pictures. Never really into finding shapes of turtles and stairs amongst rocks but i'll commit the experience to memory anyways. The lake's all frozen up but the boat has those ice-breaking mechanisms so it doesn't stop it from moving forward. The cliffs are beautiful, the water is green and the weather is ice cold. The morning ski experience was fantastic. Not as fun as i thought it would be but that's mainly because we only had 3 hours to ski and that time was barely enough for us to grasp the basics. Not to mention learning to brake. And thus i brought a little souvenior back from my last final run down. Took a pretty hard fall which opened up a small wound under my chin which crazily, i hope leaves a scar behind.

9:42am (Korea) - 12th Feb the fifth day
On our way back to Seoul. Mostly shopping today. Yesterday evening's warm spring/suana? (wen chuan) was fantastic. Muscles still ache from the ski. Right now Hai Ying's telling us her life's story how boys are more favoured in korea and how she and her younger sister were hardly shown any love. How she feels she wasn't loved when she was young due to the constant beating but also how she found love when she decided to run away from home and her mum came searching. How she met her first love at 14, some young fella whose in a band. And later at university but because of family background differences how they couldn't be together. And now at 31, she's still single. She actually wants to open up a school in the future, and get married. She's a very smart and strong woman, i'm sure she'll find a good spouse in the future.

10:18pm (Korea)
On our way back to hotel to spend the last night. Met Siao Jing downstairs outside the hotel waiting for her parents to come fetch her back home Would loved to be able to chat with her but all i can manage is some vague hand signals (which i doubt she understood) but i'm sure she understands the 'kam sa har mi dar's. Hai Ying mentioned she would truly like to stay in touch but figuring she probably says the same thing to every group she brings around. Still, she does seem really sincere about it. It's so fast, 5 nights and 6 days. Hai Ying had everything planned very well, from lodgings to food and entertainment. Learnt alot about Korea which i've growned to love. But that's probably because of the way Hai Ying describes the place. But i've always fancied Korea/Japan's oriental style of living. Singapore's too westernized.
From Tatamis to suanas, from BBQ porks to steamboats and kimchis, from the oldern Korea to it's current governing situation, from skiing to mountains (not to mention the minus zero freezing weather).
I'll want to come back in the future.

6.15pm (Korea) 13th the sixth day
The plane has taken off.
The sun is setting.
Goodbye Hai Ying.
Goodbye Siao Jing.
Goodbye below zero freezing temperature.

...The Korean Dream

2005-02-20T23:08:00.000+08:00

In the first one i went to Daniel's home which was a big single storey house. The place was later filled with water, i wasn't sure how deep it was. Me, and Daniel were trying our best to stay above the water in a small corner of the home. I measured the 'teacher's' canoe and 'drew' in the water and there appeared a canoe which i could sit on too. Then somebody borrowed my handphone (the old one which my dog almost ate) and as he/she was returning the phone it slipped and fell but just before i touched the water i was able to grab it and still manage to propel myself upwards so as not to fall into the water (for some reason the canoe seemed to have disappeared).

In the second one a preacher was invited to a 'gathering'. He brought his bible along with the intention to preach but later hid it within his coat. The people there had evil in their hearts made (me?/preacher) drunk and I was sent home. The next day police arrived and the preacher was framed for illegally hiding Indian/malay immigrants as well as 2 or 3 poisonous cobras. The cobras escaped and went to where my 5th uncle was and he stepped on the tail of one of them. I took the other one by it’s tail and swung the cobra to hit the head of the cobra that was under my uncle’s leg. It got angered and it flew up jaws wide with fangs clearly visible (pretty scary) but somehow I was able to react quickly to grab the cobra by it’s neck before it managed to bite my wrist.

...Elektra

2005-02-02T01:45:00.000+08:00

Latest 2.4 timing:

...11.19 sec!!!

*whistle*

What about the show "Elektra"?

Thanks to ImageShack for Free Image Hosting
.... i was kinda expecting more of a action packed martial arts style kick boxing cars flying movie but i think it's the trend nowadays with these hero movies to focus more on the character(s)/heroine rather than plain mindless destruction and by all means i think it's definitely a good change.

So it is there was more dialoge and more flash-backs to the heroine's past (Elektra starring : Jennifer Garner). So in the start we're told since beginning of time there had always been the battle between good and evil (ha!) and how it waged between each other either on a larger scale or even in our ownselves and there smack was Elektra in whom we were told was to tip the balance between good and evil - in which way we weren't told but what would you expect?

Then the female lead takes the stage and there you have it, a confused girl without a reason to live, and towards the end of the show you probably guessed it, she desides to stand on the good guy's side and the show comes to a happy ending. =)

If you asked me, i'd tell you there are few things that could possibly be worse than a confused man (or in these case, woman). If you don't know clearly where your headed, chances are you'll probably get lost and end up wasting your time. Of course there are scenarios where you start running without a clear direction and you might find what your looking for somewhere along the way and still end up pretty fine and that's all really cool.

Either way, whether or not i start of on the journey with or without a destination in mind. I'd make sure i don't stumble and fall into some stupid hole. But even if i do, i'd give all i can to get up and continue running that journey so that one day i will reach that destination that which i set out to reach in the first place.

...

...I sure hope there are refreshment stops along the way --"

...12 minutes 2.4

2005-02-01T02:50:00.000+08:00

latest 2.4 timing:

12.00min exact.

*evil laughter*

*more evil laughter*

*even more evil laughter*

I can't believe it, i've finally hit the 12 minutes mark for my 2.4 (and it's definitely not because my enlistment is only 1 month away).

Call me crazy, running my 2.4 in the middle of the night at 2am (not to mention the adrenaline that keeps me up till 6am) *crazy laughter*

It's just my way of living since my PSLE, i do most of my productive work at night. Studying, project rushing, physical training and yes, reflecting.

But i find that the nights have recently taken on a more malevolent nature it's embarrasing and i intend to do something about it real soon.

...Life's fleeting moments?

2005-01-24T05:38:00.000+08:00

Was packing my room the other day and i managed to get out photos i took for the various occasions in the past. From kindergarden to primary then to secondary and the various other times when photos were taken.
As i stood there facing memories of my past, thinking back to all the various invaluable stories and experiences that lie behind each photo. Memories imprinted.

All captured so beautifully on such a perishable piece of... glossy paper?

And it occured to me how very important it is to put up your best smile all the time of your life for wouldn't that be the best and possibly only thing we'd want to see in a photo or in our memories, be it of us or of others?

A bright, happy smile that really makes you think this is what's life worth living for.

At the same time it made me really wanna get a digi cam.

...A step towards a goal

2005-01-23T01:40:00.000+08:00

Latest 2.4 timing:

12.43 min.

An improvement =) compared to the last physical fitness test's timing of 16++min.

I realised, thanks to a ever present close friend of mine, that the devil had me too caught up in a frame of mind that made me yearn for a certain desirable outcome and yet at the same time to say "Why bother trying so hard? What's the point?". Which had the disastrous outcome of actually working towards the goal but never really putting in my best effort. Resulting in my never actually meeting that goal.

Heh. Well, no more of that.

It's every step towards that goal that really counts.

In case why you guys are wondering why am i starting to run 2.4s, well, it's part of my new year resolution to stop slacking, but it's really to train up my stamina and abdomen (yes, i'm doing sit-ups and pull-ups besides the 2.4) not just for the upcoming NS phrase, but also that i may be able to sing better. *grin*

...My Family Before This

2005-01-16T20:44:00.000+08:00

I woke up this morning with an expectation that God put in my heart, and i had the impression i was to encounter some life changing experience today...
...and in a way, i did.

I visited my other family. My nanny and her husband that is, but i call them 'mum' and 'dad' with the same amount of love.

I always knew i had a tendency to open shows of affection. It links right to my upbringing.
For the Fleury family members greet each other with hugs and with kisses to the cheek.
Whose members truly exalt and encourage one another above themselves.
Whose members never failed to spare a thought for others.
Whose members celebrate each other's birthday by sitting around the living room table singing songs that 'dad' wrote.
Whose members really follow God and Jesus' teachings.
Very western, very different from the traditional chinese style of upbringing.

I stayed in the Fleury family till i was eligible to go to Primary 1. And even after that (all the way till primary 6 i think) i was constantly visiting the Fleury family and sleeping over on sats.
Don't get me wrong, in no way am i thinking of changing my surname from 'Loh' to 'Fleury'.

I think God put the Fleury family in my life for a reason and i always believed that phrase "I love for i was first loved". How is it possible for a person to show love to those around him if he/she has not been first shown how to? I personally think that a open display of sincere affection is all that is required to cultivate a culture of love and care don't you guys agree?

Oh, and about that life changing experience? I asked God to discipline me today *grin*

My son, do not despise the Lord's discipline and do not resent his rebuke,
because the Lord disciplines those he loves,
as a father the son he delights in. Proverbs 3:11-12

...What kind of blogger i am???

2005-01-13T01:06:00.000+08:00

You Are a Social Blogger!

Your blog is more of a semi-private affair for your friends.
It's how you keep in touch... sharing stories, jokes, and pics.

What kind of blogger are you?

...What kind of puppy i am???

2005-01-12T02:46:00.000+08:00

You Are a Golden Retriever Puppy

Tolerant, fun-loving, and patient.
You are eager to please - and attached to your frisbee.

What Breed of Puppy Are You?

...The First Leviticuz Practise at PCH

2005-01-06T01:59:00.000+08:00

Simply splendid is all i can say.
Maybe it's because there's no time constrain, maybe it's because of the familiar surroundings, maybe it's because of God's annoiting but this practise (the first for Gilbert) was a one fruitfull time indeed.
We managed to try out 2 songs and the results were in some ways satisfactory. Although i guess the only parts that need to be worked out are Gilbert and mine's singing ha... and maybe the timing but even that was pretty good.

We even tried recording the songs with a good old cassette tape and everyone was just doubling over with laughter over the results. And crazy stuff like "Open Your Eyes (Remix)" lolx. Simply hilarious. I can't help but grin at the thought of it even now. In time to come i believe we'll definitely be good enough for the main stream, technical wise.
We might still be very far away from actually coming up with an album but at least we're working towards it not just by our own might, but with God i pray. It's easy to say we want to do God's work, but whose the boss in the job? And will we be able to stand up against whatever trials that may come our way in the future? This i pray too.

Oh... my heart is filled with hope for the future because i know my Lord God has a great plan for me as well as to everything else. I know my future is in your hands, hold mine tightly that i may never let go and that i will learn to gaze upon that sweet face whom the hand belongs to.

...05 January 2005

2005-01-05T13:37:00.000+08:00

Oh WOW! I see the sun! *begins to celebrate*

...Khairani 'Yan'

2005-01-04T03:52:00.000+08:00

Juz taking one of a zillionth of space from the vast world wide web to remember a dear friend who was brutally stolen away from mine life as well as many others out there's lives.

Yan, Muhd Khairani. Your short life on earth is being remembered in the hearts of many. On the 2nd of January 2004, your love for speed took a grave turn for the worst. The world lost a sincere and kind-hearted soul that very night.

The times.... we spent on the bridges talking and chatting as we smoked.
The first time we met in poly "eh, you smoke ah??"
The first time we successfully executed our first program in C. "Wah... you play play sia..."
The times we spent together in your house late at night rushing our projects.
The times we studied for our exams together under your void deck.
The times we studied for our exams in Mac Donalds of Hougang (and we'd be the only 2 smokers and therefore insist on sitting ourside haha...)
The times we actually tried to quit smoking.
Your shameless flirting with the gals.
The strength you displayed in the face of problems.
How quick you always were in catching what the teacher wants to teach.
How you'd always tell us you didn't study but come out among the top in class.
Your laughter.
Your corny jokes.
Your bright eyes that held so much intellect.
Your 'act cuteness'.
You and your 'Bob Marley'.
You and your bicycle races.
You and your 'i recover from flu faster when i smoke.'
Your 'sia la!'s.
Your humility.
Your truthfullness and transparency with friends...
The way you always spared a thought for others...

You went away swiftly and painlessly i pray.
For all the times we shared.
For all the chats we had.
You will always be remembered.

In memory of 'Yan', Muhd Kairanni. (1983 - 2004)
I can't believe you chose that day to leave man... memories of you shall always accompany the presents i receive on that day.
The best presents don't come in boxes. I'll cherish this one forever.

...my 21st birthday

2005-01-03T17:53:00.000+08:00

It's one day after my 21st birthday. The day i officially turn adult. Heh.
No big 'bangs' as Matthew would call it, no crazy sabohs but in my own opinion it had been a great day. For one thing, it's been awhile since i saw people like Mat, Daniel, Boon Theam, Eugene and Benjamin smiling and laughing together. Truely a wonderful sight. Then there was the little conversations at the food court of cineleisure between me, Daniel and ah Boon. Once again, another sight i've not seen in ages. Doubly wonderful. Then was another little conversation between me and Daniel while we were on our way to Peace Centre with his friends. Its been soo long since we last did some catching up. Not forgetting the previous night's celebration at Pre Rouge with Chanel. Red wine and hawaii pizza, yuumm. No movies, just plain sitting and chatting over a candlelight supper. Lovely.

This year has seen lots of changes within me, mostly because of my coming back to God. (And lots more to come, i've got like 7 books to read up on to make sure i do that lolx)

Oh, and my parents (mostly my dad) have been amazingly gracious with the birthday present and our conversations are should i say... improving? Maybe it's cause it's my 21st brithday, and maybe it's cause i'm going into national service soon. Or maybe my prayers are just being answered. Hallelujah!

And i've got almost 3 months to work on improving my flash skills (as well as many others).

The future seems exciting enough for now *grin*

...the great catastrophe of 2004

2004-12-29T22:33:00.000+08:00

Loved ones and homes, gone within one night. Children orphaned. Fathers losing their children, mothers losing their babies. Owners of dogs losing their beloved best friends --" No more bed to sleep in, no more television, no more air-conditioning, no more radio, no more lights, no more books, no more computers, nothing but kilometers of rubble and waste.

What was once road has become 3 meter deep bodies of water. Families starving as they watched their neighbour's lifeless body float towards them from the roof of their homes. Bodies that have been floating for days, already decomposed beyond recognition. The flies would be the least of their worrys.

Such was the after effects of the great under sea earthquake that caused 10 meter high tsunamis to come crashing upon the coasts of 11 countries in South East Asia on the 26th of December 2004.

70,000 dead. More still missing. Many more lost their homes and everything they ever possessed. And the number of deaths is still rising. Should the mess not be cleared up soon, a epidemic could easily double or tripe the deaths.

And the threat of terrorism is still around.
People are still producing drugs.
16 year olds killing their own babies.

The world's in pretty bad shape.

Oh Lord, u said if i had faith, i could move the mountains and calm raging storms. Move mountains and part seas i can't do, but in my own ways father, i will continue to honor and love you.

...The Year 2004

2004-12-23T23:39:00.000+08:00

This year's gonna be slightly more different than the rest. The year 2005 will be the year i turn 21... in about... 2 weeks time heh

Plans for this year?

Im gonna start disciplining my life (ha!) and i'll start by waking up at 5am and going for a jog to prepare for army! (In fact, i think army will be very good in teaching me discipline *grin*)

Then i'll try to complete the whole bible by end of 2005.

Aaanndd... start to read the newspapers every morning (so can vote haha)

Skill development wise... erm... well, i'll keep u guys updated. But i'm working towards website developments.

And hopefully i'd get to celebrate christmas with a special someone next year *embarrased grin*

...Cartoon characters??

2004-12-20T01:40:00.000+08:00

You are Tweety.

You are cute, and everyone loves you. You are a best friend that no one takes the chance of losing. You never hurt feelings and seldom have your own feelings hurt. Life is a breeze. You are witty, and calm most of the time. Just keep clear of back stabbers, and you are worry-free.

*Grin* that pretty sums up my character. Aren't i adorable??

...Church Camp 2004

2004-12-09T19:05:00.000+08:00

Just back from church camp. Down with a slight flu, with the running nose and tiredness. Been a couple of months since i've been sick and it sure doesn't feel good. But then again, i don't always spend literally 72 hours in a air-conditioned environment heh.

About the church camp this year? What can i say? I'm pumped up! Haha... that's some australian slang there. Learnt them from the 2 youth pastors who came down to church camp this year this give the youths a small sermon. David Reardon and Bruce. 2 great men of God. Not forgetting Rev Mike Keating, not any less.

This camp's just one answer after another for my prayers.

Aaannd, i've got a God-given goal now. (woot!)

It's pretty amazing. First it manifested itself as a recurring dream. Twice i had the same dream, twice the same episode (although pretty out-of-this-world). But it was clear what role i played in that dream. Then came the prophesy from Bruce...

God has never been more real to me than ever. To God be all the glory, you are absolutely amazing.

...Jesus and the samaritan woman

2004-12-02T23:36:00.000+08:00

Jesus spoke with a samaritan.
A member of the 'upper class' speaks to the lowest of the lower class, so to speak.
Jesus did not just make a friendly gesture, he speaks of the good news that he has come to bring salvation, but she must first bring to light her sins.

"but whoever drinks the water i give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water i give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life." John 4:14

"Go, call your husband and come back." John 4:16

So the samaritan woman was interested in what Jesus was offering but she had just one last nagging concern.

"Sir, i can see that you are a prophet. Our fathers worshipped on this mountain but you jews claim that the place where we should worship was in Jerusalem."

But Jesus wasn't interested in such concerns as to where we are to worship. In fact he went on to say:

"Believe me, woman, a time is coming when you will worship the father neither on this mountain nor in Jerusalem.... when the true worshippers will worship the father in spirit and in truth; for they are the kind of worshippers the father seeks. God is spirit and his worshipers must worship in spirit and in truth."

Jesus was always getting to the point, he never took roundabout routes to spread the good news. Because it was importantly urgent that he say what he said. It didn't matter from what background you came to him, it didn't matter if your a samaritan woman (who divorced 5 times and is basically a adultress) or a member of the pharisees. No matter what your status, to him we're all the same. And he loves us all the same and he wants all to be saved from sin.

I shall now retire to my bed... seems the aches are creeping even into my fingers too now ^^:

...Footprints

2004-11-30T23:53:00.000+08:00

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonged to him, and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene from his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the lowest times in his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the LORD about it. "LORD, you said that once i decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But i noticed that during the most troublesome times in my lfe, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when i needed you the most you would leave me."

The LORD replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."

This story always struck a note within me. I first heard it from Daniel when i was... 13? 14? But it touched me so muched i bought the glass thingy that had the story printed on it. It's almost 6 or 7 years since i've accepted Jesus as my Lord and i am so glad he never once let go of me.

No matter how many times i rebelled against him, he continues to work within me. And after each rebellion i come back stronger then before, never to fall back into the same trap again. Oh Lord, thank you for your ever renewing grace and for your everlasting love. Where would i be without you?

...My Enslavements

2004-11-29T19:16:00.000+08:00

I lay my life down at your feet
You're the only one that i need
I turn to you and you were always there
In troubled times its you i seek
I put you first that's all i need...

(Part of 'One Way', Hillsongs)

A friend once commented to me that i 'can't live without drugs'. Not the illegal kinds! But i had to drink a can of coffee every morning, and at that time i was a smoker. Even now after i've quitted smoking, i still often find myself having a need to drink stuff like red bull, coffee and for one period, panadol o_O;, especially when things start to get alittle hectic.

So it is i find that i have to be a slave of somthing one way or another. First was cigs, coffee was all along, red bull came after i quit smoking, panadol was plain craziness. I'm just glad i didn't try out any of the illegal ones heh.

So it was that while i was craving for a smoke this morning on my way to school, (i in fact already had the lighter in my pocket) and steering myself to the 7-11 across the street, this song came up in my discman. And i managed to steer my way away from the 7-11 haha...

Yesh... it's only you that i need. How hard is it to get that fact into my thick skull??
*fustrated argh* In fact, i should start being a slave for God. At least this addiction doesn't harm me in any way.

...The Incredibles

2004-11-29T01:52:00.000+08:00

Ok, i've moved lanangelio2.blogspot.com to http://lanangelio3.blogspot.com because for some reason they simply won't update my posts into the blog. Heh, it's probably something that went wrong when i was editting the template... didn't see any changes? Heh (i told you something went wrong didn't i?)

Ok, so the name's called 'In Memory Of...' to nobody or anything in particular. But that was the first phrase that came across my mind. Since this is a blog, i guess it's somewhat suitable. In memory of... that horrible day. In memory of... that incredible event... etc etc.

Went to church late (again) but in time to catch the sermon though. Zelig and William natually came along to remind me to come on time. Heh...

Sermon was about the tongue (and taming it natually). In fact, the verse about the spring water and salt water not being able to come out of the same spring is often at the back of my head. Indeed, what a man has in his heart, is (in some ways, no matter how minor) reflected from the mouth (or rather whatever he speaks... or doesn't speak!) haha...

But what i like best about the day was 'The Incredibles'! haha... (no it ain't the sermon sorry, *sheepish grin*) Okay..okay... i'm not your perfect christian but hey... who is?? Keke... back to the movie. It's one of those shows where i find myself thinking about it the whole day after and the Wish-I-Lived-In-That-World feeling.
Haha... maybe that's why i love disney cartoons. I love fairytales.
Where people always lived happily ever after...
Where problems always work out...
Where the bad guys always get it in the end...
Where relationships aren't as complicated as we make them to be...
Where people convey their true feelings without any restrains or falseness...
Where families aren't broken, where children grow up not on pokemon but on the love of his family...
Where friends stick by each other through thick and thin... etc etc.
But alas! Upon walking out of the cinema door, harsh reality comes flooding back to me and those things can probably never be found anywhere else but in sweet imagination and dreams... and it's at times like this do i feel a longing for human closeness that which i more than often (unwittingly) supress within me...

It wasn't the plot that captured me, and although the graphics were pretty neat, but it's the characters portraited that moved me the most.

The way Mr Incredible, in his attempt to relish he's 'glory hero days' misses out the most important adventure that was happening right around him - his family. Right through the movie, we see the man's focus of life shift from his 'glory' to his 'family' and towards the end we see how his love for his family took priority over his 'super work' and he refuses to let his family participate in the fight against the final boss because he fears that he might not be 'super' enough to protect them.

And there was Mrs Incredible, who found it easier to adjust to a 'mediocre' lifestyle and had the family as a priority in the beginning going through great lengths (literally!) to protect her loved ones and ultimately understand the value of their 'specialness' should not be hidden away and stashed in one corner but is indeed needed.

Then there are the 2 kids, Violet and Dash. One shy the other more of a show-off. Violet who is afraid of using her powers and basically shy and somewhat lacking of confidence in the end becomes a confident girl (after she nearly caused the death of Dash and Mrs Incredible because of her lack of confidence). Very well portraited with her wearing her hair backwards so her face is revealed more towards the end of the show (and her reaction to her crush heh).
Dash, eager to use his powers but restricted by Mrs Incredible. And towards the end, (after he had enough of putting his powers to the test while fighting the bad guys - running so fast that he actually runs across water), learns that he's powers aren't meant to show-off but for other greater purposes. And in the end, was content with a mere 2nd place in a race.

Keke... i failed my literature all through my secondary school okay? But i'm writing this down more for my own reference in the future. Man im so gonna buy the DVD of The Incredibles haha... Lesson learned? Well, i better look around me to find that out. =)

Back to the mediocreness of doing the flash project assignment... oh well.