Wednesday, October 13, 2010
the fullerton hotel
Beautiful isn't it, the Fullerton? I took this shot on my iPhone--its camera is definitely exceeding my expectations. The auto focus and exposure is so intuitive and matches where I want focused when I tap on the spot. It's amazing!
Since the opening of the casinos the number of visitors coming to Singapore has gone up. More and more people will come and admire the lovely colonial architecture alongside the dazzling new casinos and skyscrapers.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
sigh-kus..
Found 2 haikus from Shanghai trip my itouch transferred to my mailbox without my knowledge.
Down at the west lake
Emperor's tea and pagodaa
Sun drenched, crowd swamped day
Beautiful Suzhou
Gardens stone and museum
Alas have no heart
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
a short story
So there are friends who still keep up with my life through this rather dormant blog. Thought maybe I'll put up this very short account of my journey to work this morning. Maybe it's the hours spent listening to Karl Malentes' gripping Vietnam War novel, I'm inspired to write some of my own nonsensical life down.
morning muse...
With a hundred metres remaining between him and his office, O decided not to take the chance. He swerved into the YMCA, making his way down to the basement and knowing the holy grail is within a minute’s dash.
The toilet auntie looked at him quizzically as he scrambled past her pail filled with detergent water, saying to his back, “Be careful ah, the floor is wet.”
“Ok, thanks!” he replied. He would go in even if there was flood. He was seconds away from his deliverance.
He opened the wrong door. Behind it there was no pit. He cursed himself for it; he had been there a million times before for gym workouts.
“The one on the left. The left,” the cleaner auntie yelled, sensing the urgency in O. He remembered laughing at his shih tzu scrambling and turning frantically on the grass under the same circumstances and thought he must have appeared the same to the auntie.
Finally, he reached the drop zone, started the engines, dropped his wheels, wiped clean the seat and took off. He imagined himself a B-52 pilot on a death mission. He flamed Berlin like there was no tomorrow. He bombed Hiroshima and Nagasaki with no remorse.
“Boy, got paper inside?” the cleaner auntie shouted, afraid she might have missed something in her daily to-do checklist. She felt guilty not mopping the place dry, thinking nobody would visit the hell-hole in this hour.
“Got!” He replied, annoyed he couldn’t be left alone in his moment of solace.
“HUH?”
“Got! Got! Have!” O shot back, and decided it was time he got back to work.
morning muse...
With a hundred metres remaining between him and his office, O decided not to take the chance. He swerved into the YMCA, making his way down to the basement and knowing the holy grail is within a minute’s dash.
The toilet auntie looked at him quizzically as he scrambled past her pail filled with detergent water, saying to his back, “Be careful ah, the floor is wet.”
“Ok, thanks!” he replied. He would go in even if there was flood. He was seconds away from his deliverance.
He opened the wrong door. Behind it there was no pit. He cursed himself for it; he had been there a million times before for gym workouts.
“The one on the left. The left,” the cleaner auntie yelled, sensing the urgency in O. He remembered laughing at his shih tzu scrambling and turning frantically on the grass under the same circumstances and thought he must have appeared the same to the auntie.
Finally, he reached the drop zone, started the engines, dropped his wheels, wiped clean the seat and took off. He imagined himself a B-52 pilot on a death mission. He flamed Berlin like there was no tomorrow. He bombed Hiroshima and Nagasaki with no remorse.
“Boy, got paper inside?” the cleaner auntie shouted, afraid she might have missed something in her daily to-do checklist. She felt guilty not mopping the place dry, thinking nobody would visit the hell-hole in this hour.
“Got!” He replied, annoyed he couldn’t be left alone in his moment of solace.
“HUH?”
“Got! Got! Have!” O shot back, and decided it was time he got back to work.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
寝られないんだ。。
日曜日なのに、6時起きてしまった。まだ疲れているけど、寝られないなああ。昨日、映画が三部見た。
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<ミメミメ>はさっきフィルム祭り見た映画(<空気人形>と<水の花>)と同じ。主人公は寂しくて幸せに探していた女の子たちだ。ちょっと悲しい気持ちあった。運良く次の2部映画は違った。<フィシュー.ストリー>は面白いし、可笑しいし、楽しんだ。最初にプロットは半分分からなかったけど、映画の最後20分と明白になった。大好きな映画だった。
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Friday, August 27, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
shanghai...
日本語練習したいから、日本語で書こう。この写真ドイツパヴィリョン外で撮った。ドイツからのビートボクスバンドが演奏した。面白かったのに、暑いし遅いしまだ日本のパヴィリョン見てないし、コンサートの終わり前僕たち出た。
もう書けない。知っている言葉が十分じゃない。頑張らなくちゃ。。0_0!
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
My first listing on eBay
This is pretty fun, my first listing on eBay to sell off the iPod I got from my friend and there's already a healthy bidding competition over it. (the link button is not working on blogger now, if you want to check out my listing, go to http://cgi.ebay.com.sg/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=220643002936&ssPageName=ADME:L:LCA:SG:1123 )
This blog's been going through a long limbo. So am I. I will post something soon.
This blog's been going through a long limbo. So am I. I will post something soon.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
of samurais and j-rock
It had been so long since I last posted anything, but today I want to highlight the blog, soundofonehandclapping, I haven't visited for months. The link will take you to her story about a restaurant in Kyoto and the intrigue and liaisons that took place there during the bakumatsu - politically tumultuous period in Japan leading to the end of samurai rule. Or basically my favourite history. Ever.
The romantic idealism of the bakumatsu has fascinated me ever since I watched the Rurouni Kenshin anime when I was a kid. So fascinated I majored in history only to realise a) there weren't many Japanese history modules available and b) samurais didn't fight all that much during the Tokugawa period, except towards the end where the anime's story takes place.
Hmm.. Japan history and J-rock, in the form of L'arc en ciel. Hardly anything has inspired me as much recently, even to cough out a few lines here. -_-
The romantic idealism of the bakumatsu has fascinated me ever since I watched the Rurouni Kenshin anime when I was a kid. So fascinated I majored in history only to realise a) there weren't many Japanese history modules available and b) samurais didn't fight all that much during the Tokugawa period, except towards the end where the anime's story takes place.
Hmm.. Japan history and J-rock, in the form of L'arc en ciel. Hardly anything has inspired me as much recently, even to cough out a few lines here. -_-
Monday, February 8, 2010
haven't posted anything in the longest time. partly because i haven't been on my powerbook much these days since i've got my hands full with the ipod. (seriously thinking of getting an ipad for that matter) i just saw this on my friend's blog and like him, i am smitten by this track. :)
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