Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Immaculately imperfect

I have just partaken in another meal of vegetarian risotto, Italian no less. I could write loads on the topic of Italian food, but lets just leave that decadence for another time. Of late the topic of human relations have been the talk of the town. This entry shall begin with individuality, and then veer off to talk about human relations...

As you may already know, this world in which we exists in is an unfair one. Some stars shine blindingly, others barely twinkle. Some planets have more moons, some have none. Some planetary systems have binary stars, others just one. There is hardly any fairness, given that different conditions result in different degrees of disparity. But it is this disparity that we take for granted. It is individuality.

If you haven't just emerged from the cave, you would have noticed that we Homo Sapiens, or any other species for that matter, were created with a basic mould. But then the similarity more or less ends there. As individual entities, each of us has different traits. We are unique entities belonging to the same general family. This individuality makes each one of us special. Yes there isn't any denial that some individuals were created differently. But the choice didn't lie with them. Therefore it is baseless to criticise and mock at another's disparity. This diversity certainly adds more colour to our world.

Sidetracking a little, I do not, and probably will never, understand the reasons behind those ubiquitous manifestations of a single form. Its horrific, I tell you, when you every other Tom Dick or Harry sports the same hairdo, same outfit, same guise. But nooo it doesn't stop at the physical manifestations. The same diction, the same choice of words, the same demeanour. Like, stop it duh! What ever happened to individuality? We were born to be unique, not indistinguishable photocopies of one another. Evolution might just take an evil turn and eliminate meiosis you know...

Anyway, that was just a little thought of mine. Back to my point, it’s atrocious how people nowadays view a fellow Homo Sapien as a lower life form. Millennia of evolution and adaptation, and the same species are spoken of, full of contempt. Barbaric, in my opinion. And not just to those who make a mockery out of physical variation. It has come to my attention that a number of Homo Sapiens have been shunned upon due to some natural malfunctions against nature. Ok so I have been guilty as charged. One of those instincts to protect oneself against the unnatural. But after some discussion and contemplation, I realised the foolishness. After all, one cannot be blamed for certain defects in nature. It is only human to err, inhuman to vilify. If we are the same kind, why the condescension?

As they say, treat others as you would like to be treated. Some of us may be different, but lets try to overlook the flaws of nature and view everyone as distinctive, irreplaceable equals. Lets be civilised, mature Homo Sapiens...Just give it a shot, won't you?

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

The sun will rise...

...And I will return from this hiatus. This is for the people who haven't noticed that little note I left in the shoutbox. After the dreaded EOYs I'll unveil a new skin, if I can, to complement to content of this blog. There'll also be more insights into the wonderful world of Astronomy! Might as well learn about the cosmos since we're already here in this cosmic consequence right...
Meanwhile, take care rest more study hard mug less. Oh you get it.
Au revoir...

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Luna

It's the Mid-Autumn, when it is of tradition to gather and take pleasure in appreciation of our one and only natural satellite, Luna! I'd pen a poem on this white disc hanging perpetual in the night sky, if only I had the time. Moreover, no inspiration for such poems now that this sickness hath descended upon me. Anyway, I'll leave you with an excerpt from William Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream...

"Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams; I thank thee, Moon, for shining now so bright...Well shone, Moon...Truly, the Moon shines with a good grace"

Ode to misery

This bug that hath descended upon me,
Who'd ever know it could deal so much harm.

Hitting hard against my skull,
My body's fiery to the touch.

Lingering moments of misery,
I wonder if it'll make ascent.

Plain stubbornness I sought to discern,
A refusal to seek a way out.

Derive from fear of the truth,
Unprepared-ness to face reality.

I'll hold onto patience,
And pray every step of the way.

Time is running out,
Before the cause established.

Till it dawns on me,
A glimmer of hope remains,
That it brings no woe,
For if it does,
Such sorrow that shall penetrate.

My feelings have thus been expressed above. Lacking in orientation and order it may be, but hey I'm no poet. The mess (or mass) of words merely express the misery I find myself in...

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Shout sensibly

A shout box to leave your comments has been put up. Yes, in the vastness of space and time, there is a place to express your thoughts. Care to share? In consideration of those who possess the innate ability to feel, do take time to install a filter between your brain and your mouth. In other words, shout sensibly.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Bei3 Jing1 Tai4 Kong1 Bo2 Wu4 Guan3

Found these pics I took in Beijing. Its the Beijing Astronomy Museum. Passed by from our hotel to Carrefour for late night shopping. Didn't bring camera, so had no choice but to document this moment in time using a camera phone. Cool new modern annex of glass covering odd-shaped structures next to an old, dingy building which said: bei3 jing1 tai4 kong1 bo2 wu4 guan3

Monday, September 12, 2005

Katastrophe

Swathed in blue,

A riot of white.

Arriving with a misty hue,

She spreads her blight.

A flick of her train.

A toss of her hair.

All are in pain,

A state of disrepair.

Her task fulfilled,

Comfort displaced.

A war-zone distilled,

She leaves without a trace.

A hubbub of Blues,

Now a scene of agony.

Only time has clues,

To resolve this anarchy.

- Ash-tronomer
Inspired by a recent occurance on this planet

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Wasting away...

Oh how I hate it...Its one of those days. Oh wait, this time it's been a week. Nothing much accomplished. Sigh. When will I ever learn. I'm wasting away, slowly tearing my dream apart, hurtling further and further away from my end point. I can be that bright shining star. But its just the lack of will. If only I travel to some faraway planet, distance myself all worldly desires to concentrate on the tasks at hand...

Friday, September 09, 2005

Same side of the Moon

S A M E S I D E O F T H E M O O N
Written by Corrinne May

I'm looking out the window
Where we sat to watch the stars
There's a chill within the air
It makes my heart long for your touch
You may be miles away
But as I kneel to pray

I see the same side of the moon
That we'll be looking on when the world turns blue
And know that time and space
can't come between me and you
We share the same side of the moon
And though you'll never see all my tears shine through
I know I can't be that far from you
If we're both looking on the same side of the moon.

I picture you across the oceans
In your corner of the world
I pray the wind will blow my voice
And gently whisper in your ear
Your night may be my day
And though the seasons change

It's still the same side of the moon
That we'll be looking on when the world turns blue
And know that time and space
can't come between me and you
We share the same side of the moon
And though you'll never see all my tears shine through
I know I can't be that far from you
If we're both looking on the same side of the moon
I know I can't be that far from you
If we're both looking on the same side of the moon

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Photoshopping


Hmm, is it just my imagination or does Phan bear a resemblance to Kahming in this picture, upon which I had applied a photoshop effect...

Some more pics of Phan's class party

Behold the hand of Rui












































































































Cheng took this shot of our physics teacher













The one that mr lorh jianen took. smart.













The genius got it right now.

Monday, September 05, 2005

More pics of Phan's class party



The 1.6 2002 people with Phan.

Pictures of Phan's farewell party in school

Shall not attempt to integrate words and pictures into blog entry. The last entry was horrendous.

































































Pictures of Phan's farewell class party

Phan getting high with Chee...

Taking a picture of John taking a picture of me taking a picture of John taking a picture of me...



























Everyone is excited. Almost.



















Saturday, September 03, 2005

Chronos-fear

There comes point in life, when you begin to realise, that time ticks faster than you wish for.

There was a time not too long ago you remember being that small, innocent young thing blissfully bursting with curiosity, wondering what life is like as an adult. And wasn't it not too long ago you were in Primary 6, eager to move on to Secondary school?

But wait. That was 4 years ago. FOUR! In the blink of an eye 4 years have passed. Shocking, when you think about it. It seemed just a moment ago. In fact, for the past year, I have been in a semi-stupor state, never fully able to embrace that fact that I'm in Sec 4. You mean it's 2005 already?

Looking back, it feels like last month when I feared the date 2/1/05. I had dreams about going back to school in the last days of 2004. It seemed mere weeks ago, we were at the Indoor Stadium for Founder's Day. And as if it were only last week I was strolling along Wangfujing, joking with Yiyang, Melvin, Jarvin and Mdm Lu. It all happened months ago, yet the memory still remains vividly surreal. I just don't feel ready to embrace life as a fully-grown adult. In 2 years I would leave this gleeful, (still rather) carefree stage of my life, to begin a new chapter. 2 YEARS! Coupled with the fact that 4 years flowed by just like that, 2 years seems too short a period to do much. Yet it is within these 2 years that we shall have to enjoy our carefree existences as much as we like too. After that, the world takes a darker note...
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