So, i wanna know

On the way home, I was wondering is it true for most people that the more they see of a person, the increased likelihood that they will like them? Assuming that this person does get to your nerves at times, does it mean that the prolonged exposure to the person will make you more accepting to that very thing that peeves you? More accepting to the very idiosyncratic side, and love it as a unique quirk? More often than not, friendships blossom either because the person peeves you off bigtime, or the person just manages to ignite every little button in you. Either or, some semblance of heightened emotion is incited. Be it generic pissing or goodwill loving. It generates interest and makes you want to know the person more.

I suppose it is better to fall on the ends of the spectrum, albeit not too much on the dislike side(haha). The worst feeling to get from someone is indifference. That's a bit ironic, considering you don't feel anything from being indifferent. It's being totally off the person's radar, and whatever done by one person does not have any impact on the other. Isnt that sad? Just so stagnant. Better off disliked right? I heard from somewhere that a love for another person is stronger if hate preceeded that love, as compared to loving all down the road. Maybe because that person has already fired up both polar opposites of emotions within. This explains my fear of being an Indifferent to someone i care about. It hasn't happened to me, (and i'm not trying to tempt fate by saying so), but just the thought of it is enough to make me shun from treading far before i see any reciprocation. That would be a really nasty joke to happen to anyone really. Maybe it is this fear that makes people draws a imaginery buffer inside, bubble yourself up in this happy halo. So nothing gets to you and nothing stirs up the dragon within. Something like reservoired emotions, stored in that stagnanted pool of a stasis.

Anyways, did it occur to you that women are self-contradictary? Haha, and girls say they want sweet decent guys. But the truth to that is really suspect. Its just a case of Bridget Jones. Between nicebutboring Darcy and badassed Cleaver, bastard Cleaver wins handsdown. Then its goodguy Darcy that saves the day only to have Bridget run back to Cleaver. =)

Did a mental count of the friends i could genuinely say i knew. Not too many, but for some i see it going far down the road. There is comfort in that knowlegde. There were a whole lot of random thoughts as usual. Thoughts that spins off as random as ipod on shuffle mode. Spins off faster than what i can remember and keep them here at blogspot. From short-term memory i recalled thinking of..

1) Sb's retro themed bday party

2) How many days to the first exam

3) The two last projs to deal with

4) Shall i run today?

5) Is civil engineering really dying?

6) What time is my bro coming home.

7) Is Richard marx related to Karl marx.

The last one was utterly random, all because "right here waiting" was on the ipod and somehow that led to communist manifestos cause PAP's elections are coming???

So random.

Random Goosebumps

Earwax: It Might be You, by Stephen Bishop

This is such a gorgeous song. In all aspects! Reckon its a 80's ballad..thats the romantic ballad era right? Suppose so. Has been on the replay for the longest time..it makes your inards go all gooey. Haha, in a fuzzy way. =)

I had the original intention to post lyrics of that earfuzz. But cannot la..skimming the lyrics makes my hair stand on splitted ends. heh. But this will do injustice to the song! Ok let's post the first two lines, which are pretty neutral yeah.

Time, I've been passing time watching trains go by

All of my life

Lying on the sand watching seabirds fly...

It probably doesnt make sense here. Seabirds and what-nots. haha..

Here's it Vian!

Time waits no Man.

-photo courtesy of random running guy and quick-witted fingers-

Caption it

Someday my Prince will come.

In the meantime...

Not.Stuck.On.The.Ferris

Suggestive

Happy Three Friends

Empty Revolving Doors

"I'll watch your back. Always." =)

Blindsided Beauty

Exaction Perfection

Can't Get Over Your Fence.

Closet Skeleton

Seeking Closure

"Bright! Sunny! Day! Why the sulk?" Optisnowgirl
"Precisely." Pessisnowboy

Less is More.

Moodswinged

Tempting Fate

Empowering

And, so, be-Caused

Cause it moves just like you
And it breaks just like me
And it lies just like them
And these walls are protecting me


And so the story goes
Strip down it is the same
And so the story goes
In a blink of an eye you become history


Cause it plays just like you
And it fades just like me
And it steals just like them
And it is neverending
Neverending for me

merry

I am just thankful. Thankful of the attachment that I've got though it wasnt my top choice. Yeah, the top choice was SPH, this marcomm position they had was really tantilizing. Whole spread of marcomm activities from the month of May till July. Droolsome. If the jobscope was true reflection of the job itself, then the lucky person who has it, has indeed loads to learn. Well, as i'm typing this, i have to admit there's still a little Green veggie peeking at the back.


The attachment that i've got is Brocade and its an advertising firm. For now, i just know that its at Prudential tower. The name is of course not wowsome resume material. The redeeming factor is that the jobscope looks pretty decent. But again i have no idea how closely matched is that description to reality. I think sometimes whats stated belies the actual work. Ad-hoc activities doesn't really fall into any precise category. So i suppose if you look at it from that angle, there is really a plethora of things to learn and to do. Speaking of ad-hoc, i was tempted to sign up for Singapore Island Country club. The jobscope is random to say the least, carpark ticketing? Membership administration? But it actually sounds like good fun. At some point, i was actually thinking of tooting a buggy on the green. For two seconds only really. haha..At least thats not a deskbound job, which is icing on the cake. I asked Lynette for her opinion and she didnt think that was a good idea either. Haha..she's older, wiser and has more experience, yeah and so i value her opinion. So there, made the more realistic choice of having Brocade. One thing that gets me frazzled is the fact that i have to do "email blasting" and what is that?? I'm whacked at those IT jargon.


One less worry i suppose. Thank you for calling me and hearing me rant. Full appreciation.

chugging

Chugging to school, chugging to projects, chugging through ntu.edu.sg,


Inbox with new messages that bears little paperclip icons at its side


Click onto to it. Attached ppt slides.


The neccessary routine


Chug to sleep.


Can't get to slumbering


The next day's events start to run a little prelude


Continuum of emotions as such


Surprised, shocked, dread, breathe in,


Breathe out, acceptance, psyched, onebravestoicsmile


Some excitement would be well appreciated.


Anything that's a smigde bit schmancier that this.


Chug it out to Blogger.


Much better now.

happy logic

Happy is the heart who travels light.


Disembarks where it oughts


Takes only the essentials


Chases away the blues


Scibble love on the sleeves


Words?


Less is more, so keep it in. =)

Time waits no man

Well, so this is it. Just registered for FYP. A blink and two years in uni have almost just flickered. Fast. I still can still vividly recall the first marketing project with wx, sheane, sherwe about a ficticious store called "Sa'chez".. this is really fast. Boys the same age are hooting about ORD-ing in x number of days. Time pasts fast whether or not you are having fun.



Anyways, perception is never never objective. Sometimes its akin to wringing a hundredandone this-or-thats from one incident. Only to be spun round and round by that heck of a dervish. Times like this makes me think that existentialism is perhaps easier than living it up in The State Of Conciousness. But perception is our reality. And everyone is living amongst their own reality. And say things at one time, only to have forgotten to having said that at all. The residue leaves no tinge of the original flavour for it has all gone stale.



We could sell a bottle of emotions and market it under some FMCG. I don't know is it just me or is it meant to be such. But time will not wait for you to think, and to ponder or to mental regurgitate. It is good to surround yourself with people that are worth your love, and just love them with full innocence of the heart. And thats the small sanctified love circle.


On a different note, the pastor did mention sometime back about people who come to church but are contented to rest at that level, and not want to engage actively in church..Can we just have a personal relationship with God and thats it? I dont particularly feel connected to the cell or maybe we arent close enough to communicate at a deeper level without sounding cheesy. Maybe it's that. Cause in church, everybody knows everybody in your family and of course everything has to be pitched at textbooked theories. Of course there are members in cell who are really open about their thoughts, which is good, because someone has to start the ball rolling. It just feels really distant, and almost clinical you know. . It is strange to feel that way. Technically all of us have known each other for quite a number of years, but barely scratched the surface of a person. It is perplexing, perplexing to go to church on sunday like one happy soul singing praises to God and by the end of the service, to realise that there was so many people in fellowship as well. Starting to question the purpose of cell. It is God's intention for us to have fellowship, but my spiritual connection to cell is virtually zilch. Oh Lord, I need direction from You.


On another random note, the need to conform to social propriety is killing the joy out having interesting conversations. It is so refreshing to hear about the weird perceptions that people have. Really it is. It's like wow, you got me there! The more strange it is, the more it is intriguing. Absolutely adore the uninhibited-ness in people. Reminds us every now and then, that it is important not to judge by the cover. This must be the most interesting aspect of socializing. When others start releasing their quirks and idiosyncratic comments, perks it up bigtime. Something like cockroaches drawn to trash. Haha...didn't mean that. I meant bees to honey. We should all let those quirks go full monty and life would really be sooooo much more a tease as compared to now.!

I'm loving it!

Idealism is always good, cause along with it comes the rosy-hued postivity.



But be realistic if you will. Thats a reminder to self. The days would be so much more cheery. With the optimism to keep you bouyant on the sobbiest of days, and the anchor to hold you down on the happy ones. Contented expectation maybe? Is that just an oxymoron?



Anyways, if the ball is not in my court, i shant go chasing the wild goose round the mulberry bush. I'll just patiently wait for the goose to come waddling by and i'll stick out my foot. heh

Corbis!

Time with the girls was FUN. Gee, even capslock cannot do justice to the time spent haha..
Anyways, thanks Vian muchmuch for Corbis. Saved my ass, saved my life. =)


Maybe pics will come later ok. So here is one for you to swoon. Hey i dont do this often ah.

My gosh, the eyes.

Ok thats all, i needa do constructive work instead of looking at people's eyes. Swooning gathers drool and besides that, theres no work done.

=)

pretty pretty, pretty ugly.

Argh i had my schedule messed today. Bad. Now its 3.48pm i have nothing to do..maybe count my fingers, but will be in madass rush later in the evening. Really bad time management. Anyways, things crop up for no reason. Utter randomness must be it. That shall be the reason till some better one dawns upon.


On a different note. The word "but" is perplexing in an irritating way. And usually "but" comes with "actually". Actually i want to blahblahblah, BUT i whateverwhatever. So the first part of the sentence is always easy on the ears. BUT. But what? Statements like this don't make sense cause it adds up to nothing. Say it, then later negate it.


Actually i complain but i'm also guilty of it. heh =)


Happy saturday with love.

rojaked.

"Humour is the great thing, the saving thing. The minute it crops up, all our irritation and resentments slip away, and a sunny spirit takes their place."


Well, pretty okay ho-hum, laa.

ucsd

Here's to Faye, Weixiong and Ernest


I scored a 20% on the "How UCSD Are You?" Quizie!
75 people had a score lower than yours

4280 people had a score higher than yours

27 people had a score the same as yours

What about you?


haha..may wanna check this out before we meet at cafe by th quad on wed.

jack jack do your thang

Life is well-structured now. Which means at this time, there is this thing to do and each time has its own thing to deal with. Which is good, there is always something to do. But it could do well with a little less mundan-ity...though it sounds whiny, but honestly im not in that complainsome frame of mind.


The jack-in-the-box which springs at times where you least expect it, may shock your hair roots out of its ends. But at least its exciting.


So what good is the box without our dear jack in it. Spring it!

Signed, sealed, delivered

It is not easy to meet interesting people who push all the right buttons inside yourself. Well of course intriguing is pretty subjective both to the person in question and the situation. Sometimes you have either of the two, but i suppose without the other, it just wont suffice to touch you inside, nor ignite any deep-seated emotions within. Cant emphasize more on how nice it is move beneath the surface of a person and interact at a deeper level. Right sb? All hail long phone conversations! At times it is quite disappointing to build relationships that flowers, and stagnants thereafter. It's like getting all psyched up with a mystery scratch card. The enthusiasm fritters away the second you see "better luck......next time." Major bummer. In the perfect equation to things, if love sums up to reciprocity, then social niceties wouldnt be of utmost importance. Whats all that sugar-coating sans the substance of Sincerity? Sincerity sure does go a mile to create that connection. This sounds a tad bit rosy, but still,it is an ideal to work towards. Jadedness is not the way to go, it breeds bitterness and resentment, wreathes one's perception of the world like a coiling miasma. Maybe thats where the regular reclusive grouch started on his sobby journey to never-never land.



Well of course nobody goes around building camaderie with random strangers. That would be ridiculous. Sounds like emotional charity to me. It makes me wonder just how sincere all these interactions are. But i shall hold on fast to this assumption. Thinking anything off this tangent is going to lead to some negative thoughts, pretty sure about that. Somehow there is this nagging feeling within that starts me thinking if people build relationships because the situation calls for it, or is it because they want to. I don't know, but it is scary to think of the former cause it seems so cold and calculated and conditional. Like as though it is a means-end justification.Its quite mind boggling to have spurts of randomness hit at weird times as such. From who-knows where. And of course i'm certain this isnt a wacky bout of period drama, of the sorts. Fyi, those periodics don't come in this manner. For some strange reason, you can sort of detect its coming. It is just about as subtle as the proverbial pink elephant. Well i suppose the best thing that comes out of it is that you can get away with murder by resting blame on that. Females use it all the time ah? Like they seem to be perpetually struck by this prissy monster. As in literally, they put the "P-ost", and "P-re" in to the P-of-the-M-S. Oh may i add, during as well! But guys get duped all the time. Actually its not even half as uncontrollable as that. Am i selling out the females here? haha..Anyways, i digressed a terrible lot. There is of course little conclusion to draw from this soliloquay on blogspot. Well, except to self-reflect. Erm, self reflect on the former not that digression but of course.



Maybe just a reminder to self that nothing beats a sincere heart. Everybody can proclaim their love for the masses, and pay lip service to that. With that said, leave the endless chatter to the monkeys, we will speak subtly from the heart. A little less conversation a little more action please. Well, maybe we could like toss some random bananas here there. Actions speak..remember? heh..



With heartfelt love, not to the random masses,
but to you, my friend.
Signed, sealed, delivered.