the Fire in me

you know, different things make us tick.

occassionally, when my boss reads the news papers, he would comment rather forcefully
"if i were the jugde i will hang them over ten times!"
he was commenting about people who raped their children and people who murder the innocent like children etc.

so that are the things that made him mad.

I am usually cool and unmoved. not that i am uncompassionate but there is no fire about these kind of things in me.

however, something made me tick last night.

I was just browsing through the newspaper when i read about an on-line game WoW-- world of warcraft where one young female player died of a stroke (in real life). she had made some friends all over the world, you know, like people all over the world logged in and played game and developed friendship without having met in flesh. according to the news article, she is a level 60 orc warlock- some kind of achievement for a player, hence i presume there were quite a bit of respect for her perhaps.

anyway, players all over the world were sadden by her death (in real), given that we are people with emotion and feelings. they decided to hold a virtual funeral for her and set a date and time to have the solemn event at one of the game site where the young player used to love. (see picture below)

so, many players made the effort to attend the virtual funeral, bidding farewell to a person they know only in the game but have some form of freindship with.

know what?.........

many of the attendees were killed. murdered. in the game.

they were unarmed as they were attending a social event and were not guarded.

their enemies felt that it was opportune to massively kill them all.

of course according to the rules of the game, it was a battlefield. they were open to attack.

but come on for goodness sake, this is as much a funeral for a real person that died!

who could make a trip to the homeland of that young girl when all her on-line friends are in europe, asia and what nots? the next best practical thing is to organise a virtual procession to say, hey, we will miss you.

but no. NO NO NO. the devil in us had to kill.

I often wonder if I had been too naive to think that people in general are kind and honourable.

I hate it. god damn people who don't have the decency and ethic to put on hold a difference for one damn second. pissed me off so hard.

Errupts the fire in me.

Virtual Funeral 

Blindness of the Heart?

忙

: 原来是指心盲

recently i have been so busy that time just came and went.

felt quite bad that i missed out on some things..

like pat returned from japan and tried meeting me twice,, and i couldnt find the time.

all i can say is sorry i am very busy (at work)

busy could only mean= occupied

but when i wrote it in chinese, it dawned on me that it also means "blindness of the heart"

yes, i have to admit that my heart was blind.

you know, i was constantly moving (mind moving, thinking abt work and more work pending)

when people talk to me, i wasnt really listening. all i could think about is to get back to my desk and get my hands on the computer to do my email, quotation, DO (delivery orders), PO (ourchase orders) and stuff stuff stuff.

so, no more blindness, i said to myself.

use my heart to listen, first-- to myself. for goodness sake.

story

Imagine you're in a Airport.

While you're waiting foryour flight, you notice a kiosk selling shortbread cookies.You buy a box, put them in your traveling bag and thenyou patiently search for an available seat so you cansit down and enjoy your cookies.Finally you find a seat next to a gentleman. You reachdown into your traveling bag and pull out your box ofshortbread cookies.

As you do so, you notice that the gentleman startswatching you intensely. He stares as you open the boxand his eyes follow your hand as you pick up thecookie and bring it to your mouth. Just then hereaches over and takes one of your cookies from thebox and eats it!

You're more than a little surprised at this. Actually,you're at a loss for words. Not only does he take onecookie, but he alternates with you.For every one cookie you take, he takes one.Now, what's your immediate impression of this guy?Crazy? Greedy? He's got some nerve! Can you imaginethe words you might use to describe this man to yourassociates back at the office?

Meanwhile, you bothcontinue eating the cookies until there's just one left.To your surprise, the man reaches over and takes it.But then he does something unexpected. He breaks it inhalf, and gives half to you.After he's finished with his half he gets up, andwithout a word, he leaves.You think to yourself, "Did this really happen?"You're left sitting
there dumbfounded and stillhungry.

So you go back to the kiosk and buy anotherbox of cookies. You then return to your seat and beginopening your new box of cookies when you glance downinto your traveling bag.Sitting there in your bag is your original box ofcookies -- still unopened.Only then did you realize that when you reached downearlier, you had reached into the other man's bag andgrabbed his box of cookies by mistake.

Now what do you think of the man?

Generous? Tolerant?You've just experienced a profound paradigm shift.

You're seeing things from a new point of view.Is it time to change your point of view?Now, think of this story as it relates to your life.Seeing things from a new point of view can be veryenlightening.Think outside the box. Don't settle for the statusquo. Be open to suggestions. Things may not be whatthey seem.

生病

生病时很痛苦，
常想，will it be so suffering before i die?


我知道我的想法很 morbid

可是, i can't help it.

whenever i am sick, it is ususally with fever and stomach upset.
the upset is MAJOR.

firstly i shiver in cold till my bones hurt. anything more i'll curl up like a prawn.
then the vomit and diahorea is in volts and you can never think that your ass could shit water.

so i pass-out semi drifting in and out for 2 days, struggling to drink milo before i faint or white out. all this while thinking this must be my punishment for doing something wrong. then i'll brain-search for something i might have done worng.

in between i worry that death will be like this.

then i said that i was silly, i couldn't possibly die.

but then the sickness is so real you think perhaps i may just sleep and die or faint and never wake up.

so this is sickness.

it only happens so once in a blue blue moon but when it does, i always fear that death will be torturous like this.

so i promised myself i will take care of my health. eat well sleep well exercise well.

那时， 我一心一意的 made sure 爸爸不冷也不喘，奇实是自己 fear of cold and breathlessness.

还好我是有点神精 Hyper, 才把爸爸照顾得温暖和 full of love and peace.

being morbid is not so bad afterall.

Ronald MacBeanie

I don't know of any berdie that is as amused as me with this Ronald MacBeanie

look at it, it is Ronald MacDonald on a Beanie canvas.

first, i must tell you i am not a Beanie fan, nor am i a Donald fan.

but i can't help to be so tickled by this Singapore Beanie....
and amaze at how macdonalds can buy its way to our hearts, so subtlety.
even has its presence with our sportsman Susilo, and celebrate our
National Day with itself iconised in a Beanie. Still, i can't help to be tickled.

青春

你知道吗，原来保持青春是要下工夫的。
平时没理会青春的我， 最近也被MEIJI 的 COLLAGEN 产品收买了。
而且还买了好几罐呢。$68 一罐， ON SALE 时 46元， 真是不买不行呀！

I AM KING

哈哈哈 I am King

工做忙到不可开销
就快疯掉了！
所以， 我是KING！