fly like a bird, take to the sky, i need you now lord, carry me high, don't let the word break me tonight, i need the strength of you by my side

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Exactly 20 years ago...

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chernobyl, remember the moment, 26 Apr 1986, 1:23:44, may God cease the pain of those suffered

glum day

i like the couch in Law library, it's got the sentiment of lounge bar, huge 2-story-high single piece of window that through it, a rocky path and green backdrop...so, the future lawyers will take their first step out from here i guess? wait a minute, why do i see someone flipping organic chemistry prentice hall 6th edition here in the Law library, the only rational and legitimate explaination will be cross-faculty-invasion, just like what i m doing...

engineering students are like the Gipsies in nus(not as romanticized as the Gipsy, however), they leave marks everywhere, they take down faculties by faculties in resemblance of how brits took down their colonies by colonies, zc and your med lib..shall say engineers are highly evolved to adapt to different terrains in campus, perhaps the layout of engine fac trains them that way?

the dude sat beside me was smashing the keyboard on his apple laptop and the ipod was blasting rock music at his tympanic memberane, orh did i lose you at tympanic memberane? layman calls it eardrum...

i wonder if he realised that the guy in yellow jacket sitting beside him is actually an engineering student, thanks for sharing ya turf with me...business law in singapore was his deal, mine? continuous markov chain is my bill

Sunday, April 23, 2006

dont ask me anything..

my brain's no more juicy, nothing spurs me on...c'mon it's just the same shit you've been through, and it's gonna be addictive, tell me more about it then...

had a night walk in the park, i like the lighting of the restaurant, though it was kinda empty in there, good people were on the bed, only evil wandered...

saw a chinese guy with a yankee girlfriend...and she's blonde, see to believe the effect of globalization...

i m impressed by L.O.V.E. again...at night

bed time...

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Liberty Leading the People

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Delacroix, Eugene, Liberty Leading the People, 1830 Oil on canvas, 102 1/4 x 128 in. (260 x 325 cm) Musee du Louvre, Paris

Thursday, April 20, 2006

guest's here, white house, anybody home?

just watched CNN live boardcast of hu's arrival at white house, that's quite a scene...inclusive of the protester that some how sneaked thruogh the security perimeter and yelling frantically from the reporters' seats when hu was giving a speech...how did she manage to do it? isn't white house one of the most secured places on earth? i think the security outside the pub in singapore could do a better job at screening the guests...but anyway, in great freedom united states of america, any thing happens

i laughed it off...

and i feel proud of my home...

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

subjectless

there are 16 million followers of Jesus Christ in China...according to national TV station, just wondering if they've counted me in...

Sunday, April 16, 2006

how are you today geyun? i m good

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when Mr kapo meets Mr eggie, Happy Easter

Friday, April 14, 2006

spell it

the baby girl in yellow pram smiled at me when i entered the elevator...

the daughter of my neighbour has a blue eye yankee boy friend whom can speak"how are you, i m back" in chinese...

i m impressed by L.O.V.E. today...

Thursday, April 13, 2006

in war

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"these things I have spoken to you, that in ME you may have peace. In the world, you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world."

john 16:33

in love

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Wednesday, April 12, 2006

17:38PM 12 APR 2006

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i captured sunlight at 17:38PM 12 APR 2006, it belongs to me now

10:43AM 12 APR 2006

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i like it

my cousin and i were in a tea house, watching chinese opera, the lights were dim cant really see the people around me, those chinese candles were lit on each table, the house was filled with scent of fresh tea leves and i can tell it's the A-quality in my hometown...so the opera went on, but i dont really know what chapter it was, people were enjoying it though, abrupt applauses and cheers came from my back, so i clapped too; and then i picked up my cup of tea, had a sip, tasted good, i nodded to my cousin, and she smiled back at me; the cup was special, it's got a drawing of dragon on it and some calligraphic notes beside, i couldnt get my eyes off it.

the show then stopped with a high G key that the CO artist sustained for at least a minute...applauses and more applauses, people standing up excited...

without warning, the spotlight hit on me, and the stage was cleared, my cousin passed me my black badboy cap, and said:"you look too decent, take this", somebody passed me a mic and there you go, i was standing on the stage which minutes ago a chinese opera was going on. i cant see the audience infront of me, only sea of candles; scent of tea became profound, it seemed that i was there for a purpose. beat box started to generate pulses of sound wave, that sent shudders to my body, and i bet the rest felt it too...

i was there, rapping.

i cant recall how it ended, it doesnt matter, i like this dream

Sunday, April 09, 2006

let's go

it's ending, and i beta write a summary of what we've done, so that years later and i look back, i will appreicate what i've gone through.

perhaps this is the first time working on the actual implementation of java codes, trying, shall i say tried instead? anyway, to write a "mammoth" program that dwarfs any other tiny mini programs we've written before...but it's still incomparable to the game programmers, i worship them, and guys, stop buying pirated game cds or illegal downloads, though it's very tempting...and i just realised the difference between those professional programmers and me,the newbie "code writer"( it would be an insult to the word ' programmer ' if i use it to address myself ), they go through all the nuts of sleepless nights overdosing coffee, cracking heads, pulling hair, squeeze brain, cursing the computer which won't give a damn of what u say and yet still giving you error message...but they earn big bucks;now the difference comes: my dear parents paying the school fee, and i m going through all the nuts of sleepless nights overdosing coffee, cracking heads, pulling hair, squeeze brain, cursing the computer which won't give a damn of what u say and yet still giving you error message...

at least i learnt one thing to stay alive and kicking in university : do or die, even if error seems forever...

nights after nights in the 24 hours computer lab( i gave it a code name: lab711) in SOC, our program is finally working...and the water cooler of the buliding at 3rd floor is never working after 9pm, so i have to go to 2nd floor to get my thirsty feeling quenched, at least in this mad house, the gravity is proved to be working and the water pressure at the 2nd floor is always higher than the 3rd ; at the end of the corridor at the 8th floor, there's a ladder accesses to the roof top, i've been there on the top(without being detected by the security, of course) with high anticipation to see something encouraging, what got printed on my retina is the shrunk image of university, hell yes, it's still university!!; always got pple playing CS(it stands for couter strike, not computing science) condition zero in the com lab, they are using the lab like a lan shop, 24 hour charge free ; and you can always ignore the sign in the lab that reads"NO FOOD AND DRINKS ALLOWED", 'cause we always bring in our ice-lemon tea, papaya juice, banana milk shake, coke-regular, coke-light, pepsi-lime, soya bean milk, milo etc etc...

i think i probably know this buliding better than the security...

monday will be submitting the source cd for our program, i guess overall it's got 3000++ lines of codes...i m not blasted out yet, so let's go

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

emancipation

not i m being childish, i m only preserving my ways to get accustomed, no one could change me, not even myself, only God does that work.

i m good in my circle, i speak for myself and i wont become ya vocal; for the words outa ya mouth, i appreicate, say what ya have to say, it doesnt matter to me anyway, my mind's clear and sound, i stood firm on my ground; dont question, i feel cool in my shoes, and when the time's up u will get it from me brand new; i m not a high school drop out, no class and hold ya breath, my emancipation will not be a fluke like yours in the past.