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Friday, September 19, 2008

Fri, 19 Sep 2008 18:32:00 GMT

MOVED.

I love you xanga, but i must move.

It's been 5 good years.
It all started when i was partly influenced by rubberbeam. ( whom i haven't seen for N years).
And this blog accompanied me through 3 break-ups, 2 major exams, thousand heartbaches and certain questionable periods.

I love you xanga. It's been 5 good years.

I reassure all you good people out there that i will keep xanga as it is. They are my memories, and reminders that I should never experience any heartaches anymore.

Hello blogspot, I hope it'll be another 5 good years and the years beyond.

www.artcyk.blogspot.com

It's 3.27am. I'll start blogging on blogspot once i wake up 10 hrs later.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Sun, 14 Sep 2008 11:35:37 GMT

Uninspired.

I worry a lot.
I worry about things i don't have, I worry about how long more i can keep on to the things i have.
This is insane.
I know i'm bothering too much about things.
maybe i should just let things go.

and the essay. bah. i need to be more concise and clear.

all these horrible dreams ..

Friday, September 12, 2008

Fri, 12 Sep 2008 10:03:39 GMT

I don't remember anymore. and I don't wanna be left behind.

For a moment just now, I couldn't remember the surname of my good friend at all.
Well, I still can't remember now.
But it still feels odd for the fact that we've spent some time together before.
That was so long ago.

Then, it occurred to me that there were actually so many things that i didn't remember anymore.
Those things were once so dear to me.
And they have now disintegrated to zero.
nothing,
not even a vivid image.

Many memories are now blurred images, associated with probably a phrase, a gesture.

Is it something bad to forget?
Maybe i didn't forget at all.
There were just stashed somewhere inside.
Or were they really over-write by some new memories?

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Tue, 09 Sep 2008 14:46:21 GMT

Oh well,

Friday, September 05, 2008

Fri, 05 Sep 2008 17:00:20 GMT

Everybody's changing.

I like this anticipation before change.
But i must know the change, i must know the outcome and process of change.
And so will the feeling of the process, the transition excite me.
But once i reached it, everything seems so mundane and boring again.

Reliance is unhealthy.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Tue, 02 Sep 2008 14:07:32 GMT

How to deal with hearbreaks.

I never believe that i could understand man even after a few failed relationships and I never knew how to deal with heartbreaks either.

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Sat, 30 Aug 2008 15:36:02 GMT

I think, love and companionship is different.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Fri, 29 Aug 2008 12:15:49 GMT

I'm still not in the mood to blog, to tell you about my life, to tell you whether i'm ok , to tell you what made me teared.

but then I found this that was quite interesting.

http://app.ejustice.gov.sg/blogs/our_blog/default.aspx

"A justice system that enjoys the confidence of the public is one that pays proper heed to the needs of the community. As fundamental judicial reforms have been institutionalized, the time is right for the establishment of a specialist court that is responsive to the needs of the community. A new Community Court will be established. There will be sufficient linkages with community resources to allow for the successful re-integration of individuals back into community settings. In appropriate cases, offenders who would ordinarily be prison-bound would be linked to long-term community-based treatment. Consistent with the current penal philosophy of rehabilitation and prevention, the Community Court will adopt a problem-solving approach that combines criminal justice and community resources for a comprehensive response ..."

The Honourable the Chief Justice Chan Sek Keong
15th Subordinate Courts Workplan
18 May 2006

There may be an underlying cause to any problem that the Courts encounter. The following story may provide a simple illustration to all of us.

Never underestimate your Clients' Complaint, no matter how funny it might seem!

This is an account of what happened between a customer of General Motors and its Customer-Care Executive. Please read on. The Pontiac Division of General Motors received a complaint:

'This is the second time I have written to you, and I don't blame you for not answering me, because I sounded crazy, but it is a fact that we have a tradition in our family of Ice-Cream for dessert after dinner each night, but the kind of ice cream varies so, every night, after we've eaten, the whole family votes on which kind of ice cream we should have and I drive down to the store to get it. It's also a fact that I recently purchased a new Pontiac and since then my trips to the store have created a problem.

You see, every time I buy a vanilla ice cream, when I start back from the store my car won't start. If I get any other kind of ice cream, the car starts just fine. I want you to know I'm serious about this question, no matter how silly it sounds "What is there about a Pontiac that makes it not start when I get vanilla ice cream, and easy to start whenever I get any other kind?" The Pontiac President was understandably sceptical about the letter, but sent an Engineer to check it out anyway.

The latter was surprised to be greeted by a successful, obviously well educated man in a fine neighbourhood. He had arranged to meet the man just after dinner time, so the two hopped into the car and drove to the ice cream store. It was vanilla ice cream that night and, sure enough, after they came back to the car, it wouldn't start.

The Engineer returned for three more nights. The first night, they got chocolate. The car started. The second night, he got strawberry. The car started. The third night he ordered vanilla. The car failed to start.

Now the engineer, being a logical man, refused to believe that this man's car was allergic to vanilla ice cream. He arranged, therefore, to continue his visits for as long as it took to solve the problem. And toward this end he began to take notes: He jotted down all sorts of data: time of day, type of gas uses, time to drive back and forth etc.

In a short time, he had a clue: the man took less time to buy vanilla than any other flavour. Why? The answer was in the layout of the store. Vanilla, being the most popular flavour, was in a separate case at the front of the store for quick pickup. All the other flavours were kept in the back of the store at a different counter where it took considerably longer to check out the flavour.

Now, the question for the Engineer was why the car wouldn't start when it took less time. Eureka - Time was now the problem - not the vanilla ice cream!!!! The engineer quickly came up with the answer: "vapour lock".

It was happening every night; but the extra time taken to get the other flavours allowed the engine to cool down sufficiently to start. When the man got vanilla, the engine was still too hot for the vapour lock to dissipate.

Even crazy looking problems are sometimes real and all problems seem to be simple only when we find the solution, with cool thinking.

Don't just say it is " IMPOSSIBLE" ... without putting a sincere effort.

Observe the word “ IMPOSSIBLE" carefully.

Looking closer you will see, " I'M POSSIBLE ".

What really matters is your attitude and your perception.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 13:23:27 GMT

M_ad

It makes me happy to be nicely dressed for school.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Sat, 23 Aug 2008 10:50:51 GMT

You can linger but I'm still not officially back.

What an irony to start thinking about design;
isn't design suppose to be spontaneous?