Monday, September 29, 2008

Mich's 21st ...

Zooom zooom zoooom ... the end. I wonder what's there to see over at Marina.

Caught the race on tv ... Team Ferrari was plain unlucky ... with Massa's mishap at the pit and then Rik's crash.

But anyway congrats to Alonso. Very impressed with Hamilton, cos he was like 2nd then he went to 11th i think ... before slowly chasing back to 3rd.

Super duper tired le ... went for soccer just now and couldn't run very much. Becoming like Berbatov sia.

Eunice's belated birthday was nice (as usual) ... haha time really passes damn fast ... and i thought her birthday last year was quite recent.

Actually i thought tmr got mid term test but heng just realised doesn't have. So means i got one more week to analyse the crazily chim article.

Ok sleep!

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Haha i love this photo!

Some photos from the past week ...

Nana's 21st!!!


Then we started to model for the next 8 Days cover ... =ppp







FASS Appreciation Dinner 2008! Haha underdressed me! =x

House ICs minus Dudley who was taking this shot ... Missed Doris and Julie who are both in exchange ... zzz

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Connect the dots ...


Transcript of Steve Jobs' speech ...
"I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much."

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I like the part about connecting the dots looking backwards, which made a hell lot of sense. You won't really know how to apply what you have learnt or experienced until much later in life.

Last night's HTHT with all the people at Nana's 21st made me realised we've grown. We all have much more stories to share, and when people pour out their thoughts and feelings honestly to each other, it creates this bridge between people.
I didn't speak much last night because i was more concerned about getting rest, but it was an interesting HTHT. I could have contributed a lot more with the things i know, but the skeptical me (or perhaps lazy) chooses not to be judged upon.

"As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle."

Haha ... Don't settle?! So we shouldn't settle on our current partners? In my personal view, i would choose to think it's more about assessing your current partner every now and then and yes, as time goes by, you will realise more and more about him/her. And yes it does get better and better.

Many times in life, you need to make major decisions for yourself. And most of the many times, you feel that you've stumbled upon another milestone in your life. You feel powerful and re-energized all over again. Yet, sometimes, you get awed by these experiences and sadly, lose a part of yourself, your soul. And this is something i've witnessed several times. I wish we can all keep our feet on the ground, stay calm, look at yourself in the mirror and still see the young, adventurous, brave and humble you.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Some happenings in the past few days.

T-House MAF ...

Return of the Cicak-Man!!

Our favourite activity of all time ...


Mid term break is here. And plenty of events. Starting with Nana's 21st PJ party tmr, Arts Appreciation Dinner on tues, Michelle's 21st on fri, Eunice's dinner on sat ... and plenty of project meetings across the week. Zzz ... 4 Mid term TESTS!!!! RAHHH!!! DAZDINGOOOO!!

Dota on these couple of weeks were great fun! Especially when you challenge people and you win.

And there's currently an intense amount of financial and economics talk at home. What with me signing a policy and my parents becoming confused on which companies' policies they've signed. =p

Mama Mia is damn nice!!! " ... YOU ARE THE DANCING QUEENNN!! YOUNG AND SWEET ONLY SEVENTEEN!!!! ..." =))))))

Man U vs Chelsea later! Go Devils!

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Was damn shagged last night. And i wanted to wake up to watch Man U vs Villarreal but i missed that too. And i slept past my lecture. So today is a relaxed day for me.

Man U's match was way unlucky. 2 clear penalties not given! rah!

And what the hell is wrong with hotmail. It's damn lagged in there these 2 days.

Played 3 games just now and lost 2. Bloody noob.

Oh and i dreamt of Whistler's book of birds. So much for wanted to watch PB episode 4. =p

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

I feel that a young female tutor should never wear a top and jeans that reveal 3cm of skin below the belly button.

DAZDINGOOO!!

Sunday, September 14, 2008

It is true to say that the maintenance of close relationships between friends isn’t an easy process. Unless these relationships have already progressed through years of brother/sisterhood, they are bound to be ‘superficial’.

As I was talking to Serene that day about ex-s, it struck me how people always say so and so are their close pals, yet at the same time, the intimacy and ‘tightness’ of this relationship are often underemphasized.

It becomes strangely familiar when friends you haven’t quite talked to for sometime begin to chat with you. Stuff like “How’s life?” and “What have you been up to?” trigger off the conversation. However, sadly most of the real talking just ends there. Thus I start to hypothesize that perhaps, regular monthly HTHT is the bare minimum standard to maintain a closely knitted friendship. At least one without any awkward silence because you kind of know both of you don’t care much about awkwardness.
Some photos from Kee Onn's 21st ...


Nice eh?

And we were playing games ... like put out the fire with water using a mouthful of water ...


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Sy just asked me why i always blog ... then i replied "Because i am a blogger"
Then she said "Yah right, professional bloggers get invited to events, do u??"
And i said .......... "U dunno meh? I'm Xia4yu3 ..."

Zzz ...

Saturday, September 13, 2008

So the cost for public transport has gone up again.

What hasn't gone up in price for the past few years and has in fact gone down?

Yeah perhaps the prices of COE and the stocks my parents bought ... but my point is this ... we are all losing our financial power as time goes by.

So. Start spending now!! =p

Ok disclaimer first ... if you are struggling financially, please save your money. BUT if you've got money, spend them now! Like what i told Sy (since she said 30 bucks for the Singapore Flyer is costly), everything from the prices of commodities, food and PETROL(rah!) are all rising like there's no tomorrow. It's 30 bucks now, perhaps 2 years down the road it would be 40 bucks. You know la. Increase in standard of living.

Anyway now got the F1 package thing so for those fans of vrooom vroom, just go get a bird's eye view of the race from the flyer. Else next time i tell you the package will include some entry ticket into the casino, but it will definitely cost a bigger bomb.

A side note, stay AWAY from Food-its-so-darn-expensive-Republic at Vivo. My mum paid $7.50 for Nasi Lemak.. and the rice is one small puny blob. Everything's overpriced there. Maybe except the Hokkien Mee.

So unless Singapore decides to become a hermit and cut ties off with the rest of the world, economic circumstances will cause prices of things to just increase and increase.

Hmmm but then come to think of it, prices of stuff like printers and handphones have dropped. Ah i know already! Those natural stuff like food and oil will become more expensive. And yes OIL ... Bloody new Man City owners totally owned(no pun intended) Roman man ...

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Just watched Liverpool totally outplayed Man U. =( Sucks man.
Everything was wrong. Their passes all went awry. Except for the 3rd min goal, everything went downhill from then on.

I doubt Berbatov's ability actually. Yes it was his brilliance that created that goal. Maybe it's harsh of me to judge him by only 1 match ... Yes he's skillful and he's supposed to be that kind of target man like Nistelrooy but if he does have the skill of Nistelrooy, i don't think he's as fast. Look at the buys that Ferguson did ... Ronaldo, Anderson, Tevez, Nani ... and it's obvious the team is built around speed. Furthermore, he gives me this neng neng feeling. Doesn't quite challenge for high balls effectively, and wasn't as strong as Rooney and Tevez holding on to the ball.

Why did Ferguson change a winning formula? At first i thought it was a 4-3-3 ... but then nope Rooney was playing on the ring wing. He's carrying out a lot of defensive duties which i feel isn't as effective as his attacking prowess. Why not just stick to Rooney and Tevez up front, with Scholes, Carrick, Nani and Giggs in midfield?

Haiz. Everyone played below standard ... maybe except Tevez, Rooney and Ferdinand.

Maybe i am too critical towards Berbatov ... but we shall see ...

Thursday, September 11, 2008

There were a few random people that made these few days more agonising.

The other day, I was in my room getting ready to go to school. The house phone rang and as usual, I ignored it. Thing is no one calls me at my house number. So well … I was putting on my watch, keeping my phone and wallet, and the phone just rang and rang and rang.

I was wondering to myself how could this person actually be so patient. It rang for at least 45 seconds when I finally made my way downstairs. Oh … my room doesn’t have a phone that connects to the house line. Anyway, I told myself that if I reached the phone and its still ringing, I would pick it up.

And lo and behold, zzz it was still ringing. Bloody dodo bird who the hell waits so damn long for the other side to pick up the phone!! There’s clearly no one at home or he/she is busy. Rah.

So well … I picked it up and it was this lady looking for my mum. Does she think my mum takes a minute to get to the phone or what?

I am just amazed how long people can listen to the dooo dooo~ doooo dooo~

Today, I specially made my way to the lecture which I would have skipped if not for a homework that I needed to hand up. Yes he did state that it needed to be handed up at the beginning of the lecture. But more than half of the lecture class wasn’t there at 9am. I rushed in at 910pm because as usual there were traffic jams everywhere. He then announced that all the latecomers would receive a 50% penalty. @#!$!$%%!

Bloody anal and come on la, it’s only homework. And who still set homework nowadays during lectures. Knn. Does he consider external circumstances like traffic jams? I am sure we all had the intention to hand up our homework today. Even for assignments, in my 2 years in uni, no one collects and set a dateline at the start of the lecture. Well because people are bound to be late for lecture. Somemore is a 9am class la! Peak hour you know?

And can the china girls in school please go and shave. It’s really quite disgusting.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

I am taking Sociology this semester and indeed, it has made me rethink the ways to think about things.

And so we were on the topic of Crime and Deviance. If you do not conform to what the majority is doing, society will deem you a misfit. It becomes inevitable you become subjected to judgements which ironically, are all based, said and decided by Man himself.

Anyway, there is an interesting section in Straits Times Life today about the portrayal of Ah Bengs in movies. And the terms conformity and social norms came to my mind.

Freshies have called me an Ah Beng. Haha and i've no idea where they got it from.
I don't particularly like people judging me by my outlook. I guess that is why the non-conformist me likes to wear tshirts with suggestive words on them. =p So perhaps in this way, they can judge all they want and i still don't care.

Sunday, September 07, 2008

Some photos from the past week!

We were ON TOP OF THE WORLD!!! Love!

Claudine's 21st! Thanks for the invitation and it was a great party!! =)

Theme was green ... Green people rocks! Haha =p

Super glad to have this bunch of friends but sometimes we fight ... lol!

Trina's performance with Synergy last night ... i thought the chereography rocks!


Week 5 starting soon! And i already got 3 projects!!!!! Zzz ...

Oh and what's with the gladiator shoes that so many females are wearing? Is Russell Crowe back?

Thursday, September 04, 2008

Hap!

See you later!

Tuesday, September 02, 2008


2 megapixel ... doesn't look too shabby eh?

Season 4 episode 1 opened with 2 bang bang! Wow ... Gretchen supposedly dead, Whistler dead.

New team formed, albeit the weird combination ... the mastermind and his doctor lover, his brother, the cellmate, the baddie of season 1 and the baddie of season 2 ... totally awesome. Down with the Company!