People has been trying to matchmake me off recently...as if ..if I dun find myself a boyfren...I will never ever find one.....or..maybe they really think this some guy out there is just for me...for example, YaHui, another of my best fren..she is obviously trying to sell me her boyfren's best fren to me...telling how good how attractive...blah blah...but..I have never see him..not even a pic...hard to imagine...a faceless person...like this...how good and how good...so legendary...even the hero of a romance story has a face...this person...YH's boyfren's best fren dun have. Then was JM...his polish room mate...faceless...again...whom JM rate him as 8 out of 10...in the end...my eagerness for a picture of this guy scare him away....he says he dun like desperate women...i dun like desperate man too...but if you dun show me a pic...i just cannot imagine. Then...Gerard..a fren of fren of mine...trys to matchmake me with an art scholar who is cute looking..blah blah..whom I think I know who is it...not bad...but with one single problem...I couldn't remember his face if I ever have meet him..i probably has heard of him many times becos singapore's art scene is really a small scence and everybody knows everybody....If only I could just have a picture of him...please. I cannot live in this kind of trauma when I had to undergo matchmaking without a picture. That should be the foremost important thing to take note of if you want to matchmake somebody with somebody...it is just too much to ask someone to imagine another person whom you describe as "cute"..."good-looking"..."charming"....give me a break, show me a pic!
P.s/..it may sound superficial that I look out for how a person look before even getting to know him....but as an artist...visual is a very important factor...I repeat..VISUAL IS A VERY IMPORTANT FACTOR...not that he has to look like brad pitt or george cloony...but i need to see a pleasant face first or I will get very distracted all the time....you know...like you see some colors not right on your canvas and you just cannot live with it. Hence...bottom line in line with my title( my habit of writing)..NO PICTURE NO TALK!
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Tuesday, April 12, 2005
On the move..
As far as I can remember...in my consious memory...my family had moved at least 5 times in my entire life...my mum would remember more..probably when I was a baby... and if you know how truamatising house moving can be...it always involve a lot of dumpings....and a lot things lost on the way...with each time our family moves...my mum throws away something from my thrash collection...until now...I am still bother that I cannot find my primary school year book...which I suspected it was thrown away mistakingly as old textbooks....or old magazine...and was upset i couldn't find my secondary school chinese essay exercise book...where I wrote the some of the few essays that I have been proud of...I remember I got an 80marks over a hundred for one particular one...when 78 is usually the highest we have heard of..and 80 is definitely rare...then...also...my JC notes...with my scribblings of poems all over corners of my economics notes.....such memories....and this time...they are moving again...and I suspect my mum can be merciless again...I dun what she can throw this time...but I know she had been careful these days...becos she knows how upset I can be...and not to mention...I cannot find all my 'O' level certs and 'A' level cert before I left singapore which i put them all in an envelope...(i hope it has not meet it's fate yet)..plus a lot of my other stuff, it is really not her fault becos I know I am quite icorrigible when it comes to organisation...which I will put it in a nice term call the 'chaotic order'....in chinese there actually has such a word for it called "乱中有序"....which means..."orders among the chaotic"...I has already pass down specific instruction to my family that I want all the stuff in my room to be INTACT...and to sum up..in order to threaten my mum and my brother , and my father not to try anything funny....I would like to declare my relationship with my properties....THEY DIE I DIE!
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NOT AT HOME
This is definitely a ground breaking news if not life changing...if you know what I meant when some people decides to sell all their properties and move to a new foreign land..my family just did that..or was about to. Their decision to move there was not sudden...but was sudden enough to shock friends and family..and then..how about me...I was stranded in a foreign land now..and by the time I graduate in two months time and go home...I probably will have no home to go back to....well it at least solve my blogging problem as cushman has reminded me with his comment....and yes to reply I will still blog...becos I will have no home to go back to when I go back to singapore...hence...still NOT AT HOME. What an irony(if I used this word correctly..JM,my fren thinks I dun noe what this word means)...when I can finally go home after my two years of sufferring in the foreign land...and find myself no home to go back to...then I will never be at home...becos there is none now. Guess I just have to make one...and call it a home...so that I will always be...AT HOME...but i just wonder when will that happen...ever?
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The health and safety check...
is annoying me..when people knocks on my door early in the moring....I was told about the health and safety check about a week ago...and was politely reminded by my landlady(landlord's mother) that we better keep our room nice and tidy...becos A LOT of people is going to go in and out of the room to check the sockets..power supply...smoke detector..fire alarm..watever you can think of to ENSURE WE DUN DIE IN THIS HOUSE....and so..it began with last week..it was a brief experience of less than 10 seconds...when a man come in one step into my room...extend a pole to the celling to test the smoke detector...working...THE END. It was a close call...becos my room at that time was , I had to admit in a mess...and when i say a mess I really mean a mess..and not trying to be humble or anything...Then it was this morning...another man...came in with a meter of some sort and checking out the currents from the sockets..blah blah..I am glad that I spent the weekend doing a little spring cleaning and throw away 2 bags of thrash...plus do a bit of laundry..plus..a little sorting out of my stuff...sweeping the carpet..blah blah..and though it was still NOT VERY NEAT AND TIDY...it has been the best condition so far...in my room for the past 3 months....then...the landlord came in...with the electrician..and left my room saying,"shiah...you better clear up ur room before my mother sees it...she will freak out...".I get his point....it is a good thing my landlady just drops by occassionally..she can be particular...but my landlord is ok with watever....but then...i was rather unhappy with my landlord's comment becos......(a) I obviously have already tried to clear up...not that I have finish...but I never finish clearing up in my life...and (b) just last week he saw my room...and i told him I will try to clear up..and he said it was ok....he dun mind. Of cos I cannot blame him...he had responsiblity to ensure health and safety in this building. What can I say...I hope I can go home soon and answer to nobody.
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784533 vs 763092
These are not pairs of numbers you can easily remember unless you have very good reasons like they are numbers that represent your another half whom your are born to search for. If you have watched the movie called “turn left; turn right”..you would noe what this pair of numbers means....As some people may believe that a person is born into this world in search of their another half. And the story goes...boy meets girl, lost contact..and meet again finally ...the end...it was the simplest plot...but the most difficult....yet the most romantic....The movie was inspired by the illustration of a Taiwanese illustrator and the book itself is good enough. The movie...slightly disappointing. And yes, I am giving a movie critic at the moment though it was a little late becos this was a movie I missed watching 2 years ago..however, never too late...thanks to wendy, I watched the movie finally 2 years later... If the best ever movie is rated 10 then this is only 5.5 or to be generous 6. First of all, credits are given to a certain degree of faithfulness to the original story by the illustrator, Jimmy. If you are a fan of his illustration...you probably want to watch this show and see how much the director can brought to life of his work. Hence, and precisely of this reason...I gave a 5.5 rating. Becos of anticipation...this work is disappointing. Though I have to admit the music and characters in the movie did give it another life to the story..but it was a different life...something was lacking...the simplicity of the simple plot was missing... . But then, there is a difference between ratings and “value for money”....this show..is best buy for all the ladies..100%. money back guarantee...if you like Takeshi Kaneshiro...he is that kind of guy you would love to be searching for your whole life..and wished that he is the another half of you whom you have been searching for...since you were born...and you know what, me too.
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Poles Affinity
Poles affinity...sounded science...like chemistry or physics or some mathematics I am going to discuss today..indeed...this topic needs a lot of chemistry to happen..oh yah..and very physics..when it comes to forces of attraction...and definitely mathematic simply with the probability of one thing meeting another from this world..it is like a chance out of millions millions...even more slimmer than the £43million lotteryto occur....that is..Poles Affinity..and that happens to me recently
It happens when something struck me while I was watching the VCD that Wendy sent me, “Turn left, Turn Right.” ...about what has been happening to me..about who are being mention and appeared over and over again in my life recently...the Poles, Polish...people from Poland, as if they meant something to me.
The weirdest connection I have connected so far... I see the connection, observe this phenomenom, .draw the links whatever you can describe and made my conclusion...maybe you might categorize this as yet another of my fantasy or I am imagining things...but I am sure I am receiving some sort of hint...definitely..some sort of signal to show that there is something going on in my life as I couldn’t use a better word than the following to describe it, I call it, “Poles Affinity”
ONE
Obviously, the polish people whom I have been living with for the past few months...my polish neighbours...they are not one or two of them...I suspect at least 2 families of poles are sharing the same roof as me...perhaps 6 or 7 or more...I dun noe exactly who and how many but I know they are there...becos they dun speak English. but I can hear them everyday. We share the same bathroom...where I can smell their burnt out cigarettes butts beside the toilet bowl.....breathe in the same air from the corridor and leave the house by the same door.. and have the same key to open it...of all the people...why not a Scottish?..an English?..a Chinese?...Singaporean and Polish.....affinity...
TWO
The Pope..the beloved...not my beloved but the polish...has been the focus of all media regardless which channel I tried to escape to...hence had to surrender to the fact that whichever channel I watch, it will remind me that he is a polish...affinity?
THREE
This only happens days ago or maybe just last week...my fren JM ask me if I am interested in Polish and had a cute polish room mate to introduce to me....and as usual, I will give the “fanatically-desperate-respond-to-any-possible-cute-guy-living-on-earth-like-the-last-man-I shall-ever-met” and literally begs JM to email me a pic of this guy IMMEDIATELY...I managed to scare him off..while I was just trying to be funny...as expected , I was flatly rejected...by that art critic polish cute guy even before meeting him or see his face...becos he thinks I am too desperate...fair enuff...but what struck me was...another polish...affinity..???!?
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The VCD arrive only this morning and I opened it....it was from my best fren wendy...she sent me yet another scarfs and yet another watch, and yet another cute hangphone danglings...I say “yet another” becos these are not the first time she sent me the same type of stuff which she would sent me...I loved them becos, I collect scarf and I obviously need them, given the horrible weather here... and I am in need of watch, becos the one I am wearing now was a gift from her for my last birthday and I dun noe how long it can last me...and the handphone danglings are never enuff...you just keep adding to ur mobiles and makes dingling noise with them when you bring them everywhere..I like them...to cut my story short as I will go on and on without touching the main point of the story....she sent me the VCD.. “Turn Left, Turn Right” about the story of two people who are fated but never seem to meet each other...like they are always around at the same place....but cannot see each other...the saddest demonstration of affinity...and the most painful...and the whole story.....a hong kong-singaporean production, story based on a Taiwan illustrator’s work...with a Japanese-taiwanese male lead and hong-kong female lead.....with the whole show....linked by ...a poem...written by a poet who is a...you guess it?....POLISH...??!!!...yes...yet again ...polish..affinity.
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Just as I was utterly overwhelmed by the various polish happening in my life...whom are all the polish who suddenly sprung out in my life out of nowhere..while I only heard of Poland when I study in Secondary Two doing my history project about Hitler and WW2...or occasionally heard jokes about the people from Polands are called the polish...other than that...NEVER EVER...have I heard of Poland or poles or polish since.
Then with these string of event, I check out my Britannica on my laptop for a little more information of Poland...and right before my eyes..I see a Poland flag...and my jaw dropped....it was an inverted Singapore flag without the stars and cresent.... white and red....“Poles..apart”...literally inverted?...attracted?....speechless...polish ?affinity.?
Finally, to conclude.....please see my title in great appreciation as I am amused by how I can see the like even with this silly title i make out casually....my title.. “poles affinity”..it means...poles with a double meaning(obviously..) poles as in polish...and poles as in opposite poles(which attracts..is this by the way physics??!) and ......affinity: an attraction forces between ..attracts to , liking...watever... .if you know what I mean.
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It happens when something struck me while I was watching the VCD that Wendy sent me, “Turn left, Turn Right.” ...about what has been happening to me..about who are being mention and appeared over and over again in my life recently...the Poles, Polish...people from Poland, as if they meant something to me.
The weirdest connection I have connected so far... I see the connection, observe this phenomenom, .draw the links whatever you can describe and made my conclusion...maybe you might categorize this as yet another of my fantasy or I am imagining things...but I am sure I am receiving some sort of hint...definitely..some sort of signal to show that there is something going on in my life as I couldn’t use a better word than the following to describe it, I call it, “Poles Affinity”
ONE
Obviously, the polish people whom I have been living with for the past few months...my polish neighbours...they are not one or two of them...I suspect at least 2 families of poles are sharing the same roof as me...perhaps 6 or 7 or more...I dun noe exactly who and how many but I know they are there...becos they dun speak English. but I can hear them everyday. We share the same bathroom...where I can smell their burnt out cigarettes butts beside the toilet bowl.....breathe in the same air from the corridor and leave the house by the same door.. and have the same key to open it...of all the people...why not a Scottish?..an English?..a Chinese?...Singaporean and Polish.....affinity...
TWO
The Pope..the beloved...not my beloved but the polish...has been the focus of all media regardless which channel I tried to escape to...hence had to surrender to the fact that whichever channel I watch, it will remind me that he is a polish...affinity?
THREE
This only happens days ago or maybe just last week...my fren JM ask me if I am interested in Polish and had a cute polish room mate to introduce to me....and as usual, I will give the “fanatically-desperate-respond-to-any-possible-cute-guy-living-on-earth-like-the-last-man-I shall-ever-met” and literally begs JM to email me a pic of this guy IMMEDIATELY...I managed to scare him off..while I was just trying to be funny...as expected , I was flatly rejected...by that art critic polish cute guy even before meeting him or see his face...becos he thinks I am too desperate...fair enuff...but what struck me was...another polish...affinity..???!?
FOUR
The VCD arrive only this morning and I opened it....it was from my best fren wendy...she sent me yet another scarfs and yet another watch, and yet another cute hangphone danglings...I say “yet another” becos these are not the first time she sent me the same type of stuff which she would sent me...I loved them becos, I collect scarf and I obviously need them, given the horrible weather here... and I am in need of watch, becos the one I am wearing now was a gift from her for my last birthday and I dun noe how long it can last me...and the handphone danglings are never enuff...you just keep adding to ur mobiles and makes dingling noise with them when you bring them everywhere..I like them...to cut my story short as I will go on and on without touching the main point of the story....she sent me the VCD.. “Turn Left, Turn Right” about the story of two people who are fated but never seem to meet each other...like they are always around at the same place....but cannot see each other...the saddest demonstration of affinity...and the most painful...and the whole story.....a hong kong-singaporean production, story based on a Taiwan illustrator’s work...with a Japanese-taiwanese male lead and hong-kong female lead.....with the whole show....linked by ...a poem...written by a poet who is a...you guess it?....POLISH...??!!!...yes...yet again ...polish..affinity.
FIVE
Just as I was utterly overwhelmed by the various polish happening in my life...whom are all the polish who suddenly sprung out in my life out of nowhere..while I only heard of Poland when I study in Secondary Two doing my history project about Hitler and WW2...or occasionally heard jokes about the people from Polands are called the polish...other than that...NEVER EVER...have I heard of Poland or poles or polish since.
Then with these string of event, I check out my Britannica on my laptop for a little more information of Poland...and right before my eyes..I see a Poland flag...and my jaw dropped....it was an inverted Singapore flag without the stars and cresent.... white and red....“Poles..apart”...literally inverted?...attracted?....speechless...polish ?affinity.?
Finally, to conclude.....please see my title in great appreciation as I am amused by how I can see the like even with this silly title i make out casually....my title.. “poles affinity”..it means...poles with a double meaning(obviously..) poles as in polish...and poles as in opposite poles(which attracts..is this by the way physics??!) and ......affinity: an attraction forces between ..attracts to , liking...watever... .if you know what I mean.
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