Archive for July, 2006

Sorry…

Friday, July 28th, 2006

Sometimes I blog like no one’s reading, but the fact is, ppl do read blogs.

Thanks for the concerns over the blog entry "10 things gals (alright, maybe it’s just me) dun understand guys", i appreciate all of that. But I was merely letting off steam… =)

Deleted the entry so that there’ll be no more attention! That’s the last thing I need!
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I’m assisting POS tmr!!! Whoopey!!!

Can’t wait!!!

gtg now…….. Blog more later!!!
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POS Assisting

Tuesday, July 25th, 2006

Okay, I must acknowledge all the nice guy frens I’ve got, after all the complaining and all =P (it sure feels better after bitching. Not too healthy bottling up, ya noe?)

TO MY GUY FRIENDS, THANKS FOR BEING SUCH A GREAT FRIEND AND GENTLEMAN! IT’S GREAT TO HAVE YA IN MY LIFE! =) 

Wohoho… counting down to POS assisting this weekend…

Gonna see them hunt… (shh…)

Gonna see them have fun…

Gonna see them see their trap…

Gonna see them ponder over great wisdom…

Gonna see them crack those koans…

Gonna see them depressed…

Gonna see them overcoming themselves…

Gonna see them be Great in order to Be Small…

Gonna see them evolve…

Gonna see them see the world differently…

Gonna see them let go of their egos…

Gonna see them BIGGER than WHO THEY ARE…

Gonna see them smell the roses (literally)…

Gonna see their senses open up…

Gonna see them see the world laughing at them…

Gonna see them laugh at themselves….

Gonna see them finally laughing at the world and everyone else…

And finally… Gonna see them GET THE GAME OF LIFE~

Hahaha… so much anticipation! Can’t wait!!! Counting down…

A dream of temptations

Thursday, July 20th, 2006

There are some rare dreams where you wake up from a deep sleep, remembering every emotions and visual and you know such dreams are symbolic and sending a message for you to get. I had one of those dreams last evening, and it’s amazing how i managed to recall the tiniest details despite the feeling of waking up from a very deep dream… Here goes…

It was present time, where I was contemplating whether to get into a relationship with S. as I walked towards the mama shop near my neighbourhood [actually it's somewhere near YTSS, n i dun live near there] in a daze, when I saw my brother’s fren walking towards my direction. [I've never seen this guy before in my real life, n i doubt my bro has such fren] Anyway, he’s a cute-looking young lad whom looked like a Malay b’cos of his fair skin.
At the mama shop, I was very tempted to buy the potato chips that I had been eyeing on the moment I reached there. But I settled for a small bar of chocolate after reminding me that I was on diet.
At this juncture, my bro’s fren approached me suggestively and gave me a peck on my neck. I was tempted to have a fling with him but there was an overwhelming sense of guilt and I was aware that doing so would be an act of adultery and unfaithfulness to S. But at the same time, I reminded myself that I’ve yet to enter a relationship so it wouldn’t be considered as betrayal right?
Maybe b’cos i was in such a daze [imagine it happening in real life i'll prob just stone there], I actually reached out for that packet of chips while I was paying for that bar of choc. I had fallen for my temptation.
As we walked back to our block, we past by a playground and he gave another peck on my neck. IPS! All these while I was wondering why he was still pestering me but yet wondering if i should just have that fling instead. OMG! I hurried my steps and I reached his house. Okay, this house is designed in such a way that I would 1st walked into his house before reaching my aunt’s place and I would have to step out of my aunt’s gates before I can reach my house. It was a short-cut.
When I reached his house, I realized his religion was Hinduism, so I figured that he was actually an Indian?!? And his parents were there looking at us. But this crazy fella ignored his parents and hurried behind me and gave me the 3rd peck on the neck.
Too startled for words, and knowing I had to get out of this place before I really got tempted, I rushed to my aunt’s place. As I stepped out of her gates, she was standing behind the gates and carrying a baby gal that she was baby-sitting. My aunt held the baby gal’s hand and both waved at me.
At this point, I heaved a sigh of relief and I knew I was safe. I woke up from my dream seeing myself curled up in an infant’s position.


Epilogue

After I psycho-analyzed my dreams, I managed to decipher most of the symbolism behind each character. With the help of Ivan (he’s a fren of mine whom like me, believes in dreams and knows how to interpret them as well),  we managed to crack that dream. So acknowledgements to Ivan for giving me space to share my dreams. Thanks!

To me, my aunt is someone whom is strict, disciplined and has traditional values. The baby gal represents innocence and a pure spirit. It is said that one can never commit a sin in front of a baby b’cos you would never be able to look straight into their eyes or smile at them if you feel "off".
So when I saw both my aunt and the baby gal, it was a reminder I was bounded by my wall of traditional values.

As for the Indian young lad, he had passed the wall of his religion, family’s values and racial restrictions to initiate that fling.

There’s more to what I understand from my dreams but I’m gonna stop here. ‘Cos I still can’t get these- Of all ppl., WHY MUST IT BE AN INDIAN?!? OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dun get me wrong, i’m not racist, but just wondering… why INDIAN?!?

And also, knowing that I wun fall for such temptation in real life… WHY AM I STILL SO DISCIPLINED IN MY DREAMS??? ARGH!!!

Really weird dream I had… but… okay, I GOT THE MESSAGE! >_<

Leave a comment pls, whether u think leadership can be fostered…

Monday, July 10th, 2006

The Good

Weird things happened to me lately. Why? …

If u recall, i blogged an entry recently that i left my laptop in the taxi and managed to get it back. I honestly believed that i was being lucky.

Next, i dropped my handphone and someone returned to me. And i tot to myself, "phew, i was lucky again."

Last week, i had an atm cash deposit and i forgot to collect my atm card. I went to the entrance and was stopped by a teenage gal whom seemed to be promoting DBS debit/credit card. On normal days, i would definitely "siam" such promoters and hurried out of the place. However, for some unknown reasons, i decided i’d hear her sales pitch. And fortunately i did, for if i din stop, my atm card would have been gone for good. A kind soul passed my card to me after that.

Yesterday, i bought a ticket for the italy-france match, and it was the only time i bet in this world cup. Guessed what? I dropped the ticket as usual when i was heading back to my dad’s car. My dad, bro and i went searching for that ticket and we almost gave up hope after 15mins of search when i found my ticket at a small corner.

Hmm… isn’t it strange? I seemed to have a recent pattern of lost and found. I wonder why…
It’s not unusual for me to be blur. I’m qte blur at times, i guess. But to have blurness attacks so frequently, it defnitely is unusual =P Hehehe… OH… to be blur is one thing, to be lucky enuff to retrieve back those things is another.
If it happened the 1st time, i would say it’s luck. If it happened a 2nd time, i’d say it’s coincidence. When it happened for the 3rd time, i’d say smt’s fishy. To happen for a 4th time… IT’S SO DARN WEIRD!!!

Sounds like there’s a message for me to get. Hmm… what can it be?
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The Top-of-the-world experience
Last wed, dianna and i tried the DHL hotair balloon opposite bugis junction. For $23 (less 20% for Singaporeans), we get to stand 150m above the ground for, erm, 10mins. It was incredible!!! The traffic looked like a long candy, i was taller than the tallest building, i could see the whole of singapore [it sure feels like it], and it was a paradigm shift from the daily bottom-up view of my world where i seemingly feel trap by the surrounding concrete buildings… it felt liberating as i watched the world goes by beneath my feet, and sun set on my right. Just as i experienced eternity, i was pulled back to earth…

Conclusion- 10 mins isn’t enough.
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Why listening skills are impt
Ppl. say more than what you hear. The thing is- the reason why you dun hear what they say is b’cos you ain’t listening intently. 
I watched Superman Returns with SW on sat. As we were exchanging views about the movie, I suddenly heard more than what SW was trying to tell me.

SW: "I dun like this movie as much as the previous director’s. This director has portrayed superman to be someone whom is attention-seeking as he kept smiling and waving to the masses and even posed for pictures. My idea of superman is one whom is able to strike a balance between all his priorities, and save his loved ones 1st…"

What I heard is not just about the views of the movie, but what’s most impt in SW’s world and personality traits. And it was really great when i listened intently for a change.

You might wanta try that sometime. Instead of just pretending to listen/ selectively listening/ hearing on the surface, why not try listening intently for a change? You might be surprised the amount of information that person is saying just in one sentence. =)

Yea, try it. ;)
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Can Leadership and creativity be fostered?
Had a debate with dianna n dz over this topic. Both of them insisted that leadership and creativity can’t be fostered. Guess i was being silly at that time, and allowed my pride to get the better of me ‘cos i still din get where they’re coming from. I’m very curious now why they said both can’t be nurtured. Next time i’ll rem to listen intently 1st.

I believed leadership can be nurtured. One’s personality traits are nurtured from young, since parenting. Along the way, even the introverts may honed his leadership skills due to circumstances or obstacles. That aside, everyone of us has a mindset of what leadership is. Everyone of us has different levels of willingness to nurture their leadership skills. For those totally resistant to the idea of leadership, there may be a block somewhere. So the key here is to remove that block. And when that happens, leadership skills can be imparted.

That’s one perspective of leadership (mine). I believe there’s so much more perspectives on the same topic and i’ll like to hear about them. I’ll like to open this topic to everyone- Do you think leadership can or cannot be nurtured, and why? Do leave a comment if possible. Thanks alot!!! =)
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