Friday, January 29, 2010
I'm out of content
This few days I have been running out of content. I have no new inspiration as to what to write. I have been thinking to write a story earlier. I bet that I will need a proper planning. I have been returning back to school since last week, to watch the junior's practicing for the orientation. I think I'll butt in next week. I also want to know the freshman that will be joining the orchestra. It will be great if next year they manage to break the silver streak and clinch our first gold. I guess that I should be drowning myself with my books for the next few days. Too much time have been spent on anime and forum spamming.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Video filming and 08S09 Reunion
It was fun to have a reunion after the filming yesterday. It was quite disappointing that the number of people who turn up for it is only 3 more beside those involved with the filming. The filming was fun and we had a good laughter doing it. Everyone seems to enjoy it very much. I think it won't take very long for Izumi to finish the editing. We went to Simei for lunch after the filming. When the others are churning their lunch, I was having a Gundam match with Abe and Reu, but it seemed that the PSP could not handle it and it is horribly laggy. I my screen freeze for a few seconds just after shooting a beam and control is horribly slow. The only way for me to survive the game was running around all over the place which make the game not as fun as it should be.
All ten of us gather at Dhoby Ghaut Interchange and walked to Cathay for the movie. HK Guy was botak and having a tan after joining the army camp for a month. He is also looked a bit skinnier. The moment I realised that we are heading to Cathay was the moment I saw the nearby Presbyterian Church. Well, I used to go there last year, albeit not that frequent. The movie was quite good but it is unrealistic. I would say that it is a western non-magical version of KIRA. After the movie, the Ninja decided to leave and all nine of us went for a dinner together at Aston's. It is a terribly long queue, but it is worthwhile with the good food served. I wish we can have another one with more complete member next time, probably after taking back our result.
All ten of us gather at Dhoby Ghaut Interchange and walked to Cathay for the movie. HK Guy was botak and having a tan after joining the army camp for a month. He is also looked a bit skinnier. The moment I realised that we are heading to Cathay was the moment I saw the nearby Presbyterian Church. Well, I used to go there last year, albeit not that frequent. The movie was quite good but it is unrealistic. I would say that it is a western non-magical version of KIRA. After the movie, the Ninja decided to leave and all nine of us went for a dinner together at Aston's. It is a terribly long queue, but it is worthwhile with the good food served. I wish we can have another one with more complete member next time, probably after taking back our result.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Paper
No one know who invent you,
we only know you have been around for long,
much longer than we had thought.
We found you in ancient ruins,
holding a piece of information.
Having you is handy,
that we begun to mass produce you.
We have you in a stacks,
at the cost of the environment.
We felled trees to make you,
yet we are wasting you.
we only know you have been around for long,
much longer than we had thought.
We found you in ancient ruins,
holding a piece of information.
Having you is handy,
that we begun to mass produce you.
We have you in a stacks,
at the cost of the environment.
We felled trees to make you,
yet we are wasting you.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
The holy book
It is a book that we have heard of its name.
Printed in the memory of mankind.
We have hold it dear for generations.
Many are killed under its name.
Translating it was forbidden,
but a king broke the rule.
The book have been a source of motivation.
It is the first printed book in Europe.
It is the bestselling book in history,
with no one match the number of its sales.
It was also used to start a war.
A bloody mark in history of mankind.
What is so special of that book,
to be treated in such a way.
Why we held it high,
even when it contradict reason.
The book is said to possess the power of miracles,
written by the hand of saints,
blessed by the breath of life.
Do you know what it is?
Printed in the memory of mankind.
We have hold it dear for generations.
Many are killed under its name.
Translating it was forbidden,
but a king broke the rule.
The book have been a source of motivation.
It is the first printed book in Europe.
It is the bestselling book in history,
with no one match the number of its sales.
It was also used to start a war.
A bloody mark in history of mankind.
What is so special of that book,
to be treated in such a way.
Why we held it high,
even when it contradict reason.
The book is said to possess the power of miracles,
written by the hand of saints,
blessed by the breath of life.
Do you know what it is?
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Yue Fei
No tattoo have been so well known,
other than the one pierced on his back.
A mere four words,
carved by his mother.
"Jin Zhong Bao Guo" it read,
the prove of the oath he took,
to protect Song at all cost,
an utmost loyalty to the nation.
The troubled Song value him highly,
old and sick come to serve him,
but he took only the fittest,
to fight the invading barbarians.
"Huan wo he shan" he shout,
recapturing conquered land is his objective.
restoring humiliation of Jing Kang.
crushing Jin to the ground.
His name bring horror to Jin,
for his prowess in battle.
No one ever push them,
to the point of desperation.
His popularity caused fear,
in the heart of Zhao monarch.
The hero of Song,
stabbed by his own master.
He was sold to the barbarians,
in return for peace.
His dream was dead on its track.
No one ever push Jin since his departure.
He is remembered for generations,
as the most patriotic man.
His life mystified by many,
as a man of wisdom and strength.
Do you know this man?
the loyal subject of Song,
He rest in Hang Zhou.
Yue Fei is his name.
other than the one pierced on his back.
A mere four words,
carved by his mother.
"Jin Zhong Bao Guo" it read,
the prove of the oath he took,
to protect Song at all cost,
an utmost loyalty to the nation.
The troubled Song value him highly,
old and sick come to serve him,
but he took only the fittest,
to fight the invading barbarians.
"Huan wo he shan" he shout,
recapturing conquered land is his objective.
restoring humiliation of Jing Kang.
crushing Jin to the ground.
His name bring horror to Jin,
for his prowess in battle.
No one ever push them,
to the point of desperation.
His popularity caused fear,
in the heart of Zhao monarch.
The hero of Song,
stabbed by his own master.
He was sold to the barbarians,
in return for peace.
His dream was dead on its track.
No one ever push Jin since his departure.
He is remembered for generations,
as the most patriotic man.
His life mystified by many,
as a man of wisdom and strength.
Do you know this man?
the loyal subject of Song,
He rest in Hang Zhou.
Yue Fei is his name.
The field of dream
You are the wind,
I am the grain of sand.
You carry me around,
to the promised land.
The field of rainbow,
the place where flowers glow.
Feeling the warmth of the sunlight,
admiring the beauty of starry night.
The bird of joy sings the melody of life.
The nymphs dance the grace of life.
This is it,
I have been waiting for it.
The time you carry me,
to the land in my dream.
The place that have been calling me.
The land of dream.
I am the grain of sand.
You carry me around,
to the promised land.
The field of rainbow,
the place where flowers glow.
Feeling the warmth of the sunlight,
admiring the beauty of starry night.
The bird of joy sings the melody of life.
The nymphs dance the grace of life.
This is it,
I have been waiting for it.
The time you carry me,
to the land in my dream.
The place that have been calling me.
The land of dream.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Old it might be, yet it is still solid
Well, I am currently reading "A Brief History of Time". I know that it is an old book, but it took me quite long to absorb what Hawking trying to tell. Outdated it might be, yet it is not easy to understand. The scientific concept, that's it.
Friend
I see mountains ahead of me,
barriers to reach my destination.
I looked around,
there is no one around me.
I was alone,
in this vast dark space.
When I fall down,
I realise that you are with me.
You are there since the beginning,
pushing my back forward.
Together we go,
climbing the mount improbable.
barriers to reach my destination.
I looked around,
there is no one around me.
I was alone,
in this vast dark space.
When I fall down,
I realise that you are with me.
You are there since the beginning,
pushing my back forward.
Together we go,
climbing the mount improbable.
Zhao Zilong
Have you heard of that man,
who joined the army to quell the rebel,
commanding an army of volunteers.
he is the dragon of Changshan.
Little is known of him,
other than he his loyalty.
He risk his life,
to protect the son of his master.
Wielding his spear on one hand,
the infant lord in his breast plate,
he gallop through hundreds of man,
deliver the young lord safely to his master.
Legend speaks of him,
as a man of valor,
who fought war without a scratch,
emerging victorious unharmed.
His heroic deeds remembered by scholars,
inspiring authors to write.
So many he had done for Shu,
yet so little we know about him.
Invincible he might sound,
words speak of him,
as an undefeated general.
Yet, time defeated him.
who joined the army to quell the rebel,
commanding an army of volunteers.
he is the dragon of Changshan.
Little is known of him,
other than he his loyalty.
He risk his life,
to protect the son of his master.
Wielding his spear on one hand,
the infant lord in his breast plate,
he gallop through hundreds of man,
deliver the young lord safely to his master.
Legend speaks of him,
as a man of valor,
who fought war without a scratch,
emerging victorious unharmed.
His heroic deeds remembered by scholars,
inspiring authors to write.
So many he had done for Shu,
yet so little we know about him.
Invincible he might sound,
words speak of him,
as an undefeated general.
Yet, time defeated him.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Yuki Onna
Legend speak of a beautiful woman,
who appear in a snowstorm.
She adorns a white kimono,
and walks barefooted.
Her skin is white as snow,
her long jet black hair covered her face.
Ghastly she might look,
yet men are captivated by her beauty.
Her presence bring forth cold wind,
her appearance blend in snow.
Her icy glare paralysed man,
her red lips freeze him to death.
Scary she might be,
yet it sound so lonely.
She live alone,
on the snowy mountain.
who appear in a snowstorm.
She adorns a white kimono,
and walks barefooted.
Her skin is white as snow,
her long jet black hair covered her face.
Ghastly she might look,
yet men are captivated by her beauty.
Her presence bring forth cold wind,
her appearance blend in snow.
Her icy glare paralysed man,
her red lips freeze him to death.
Scary she might be,
yet it sound so lonely.
She live alone,
on the snowy mountain.
A picture written by master composer
The vibration of the strings is still ringing in my ear.
I still remember that song you played.
The tune that stays in my memoir.
As if it was recorded.
The sweet melody captivates me.
The concerto of life, that carries lots of emotions.
Wonder of the nature that it bring illusions.
As if we were somewhere else.
It is as if I'm riding a boat,
listening to my paddle slapping the water
and the chirping of birds early in the morning,
watching the mist covered mountain in awe.
Phantasm, it might be,
the majestic picture the tune bring,
the feeling of being there,
and the emotion it carries.
The picture of nature, printed in melody.
Not only it carries a beautiful sound,
but also a piece of memory,
shared with everyone.
I still remember that song you played.
The tune that stays in my memoir.
As if it was recorded.
The sweet melody captivates me.
The concerto of life, that carries lots of emotions.
Wonder of the nature that it bring illusions.
As if we were somewhere else.
It is as if I'm riding a boat,
listening to my paddle slapping the water
and the chirping of birds early in the morning,
watching the mist covered mountain in awe.
Phantasm, it might be,
the majestic picture the tune bring,
the feeling of being there,
and the emotion it carries.
The picture of nature, printed in melody.
Not only it carries a beautiful sound,
but also a piece of memory,
shared with everyone.
The Sakura Tree
The pink petals slowly dance to the ground,
at five centimeters per second.
Beautiful it might be,
the sight of a tree shedding its flower.
It is spring, the time flower blooms.
But it is also the time this tree lose it's flower.
The pink flower that only blooms for three day.
A rare beauty of the nature.
The wind carries a packet of pink petals,
fly it all over the city.
A sign it's going to end,
the beautiful panorama of this pink flower.
at five centimeters per second.
Beautiful it might be,
the sight of a tree shedding its flower.
It is spring, the time flower blooms.
But it is also the time this tree lose it's flower.
The pink flower that only blooms for three day.
A rare beauty of the nature.
The wind carries a packet of pink petals,
fly it all over the city.
A sign it's going to end,
the beautiful panorama of this pink flower.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Please forgive me
I told you to meet me there,
from there I'll show you the way.
Little did I realise,
It slipped my mind.
Why I forget about it?
Why I make you wait?
Why I leave you alone?
Why I'm so stupid?
I won't ask for your forgiveness,
it is my fault for being late.
I wish you are not there,
waiting for me in this coldness.
I grasp my breath,
rushing to find you.
I clenched my fist,
wishing you are not there.
The sight of your silhouette pains me greatly.
I had made you wait for hours,
under this cruel environment.
Please forgive me.
from there I'll show you the way.
Little did I realise,
It slipped my mind.
Why I forget about it?
Why I make you wait?
Why I leave you alone?
Why I'm so stupid?
I won't ask for your forgiveness,
it is my fault for being late.
I wish you are not there,
waiting for me in this coldness.
I grasp my breath,
rushing to find you.
I clenched my fist,
wishing you are not there.
The sight of your silhouette pains me greatly.
I had made you wait for hours,
under this cruel environment.
Please forgive me.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Broken Promise
You promised to meet here,
yet you did not came.
I have been waiting,
alone under the rain.
The rain pierce through my skin,
The wind chilled my bone.
It does not bleed,
yet it is very painful.
Why you do this?
Why you make me wait?
Why you break your promise?
Why you break my heart?
You lied to me!
I waited for you,
in this cold night,
shivering under the rain.
No one see my tears,
as the rain washed my face.
I stand alone,
crying under the lamp post.
yet you did not came.
I have been waiting,
alone under the rain.
The rain pierce through my skin,
The wind chilled my bone.
It does not bleed,
yet it is very painful.
Why you do this?
Why you make me wait?
Why you break your promise?
Why you break my heart?
You lied to me!
I waited for you,
in this cold night,
shivering under the rain.
No one see my tears,
as the rain washed my face.
I stand alone,
crying under the lamp post.
Monday, January 4, 2010
The Greatest Show on Earth
Life, what it really is?
This planet is full of it,
yet we understand little of it.
Life, so mysterious it is.
Once I left the concrete jungle,
looking at life from different angle.
I saw how diverse life is.
Full of different variations.
Shape, colours and sizes.
All kinds of life forms have its unique codes.
So unique that no others had it.
Life, so diverse it is.
The nature at its wake,
creates all kinds of life.
The nature at its rage,
destroy many kinds of life.
It is not the strongest to survive,
nor the most intelligent,
but the most responsive.
To survive, life must adapt.
We call it evolution.
Some call it Darwin's delusion.
The process life adapt with nature,
creating new species designed by nature.
The nature created so many life forms,
All comes from a single life forms.
Ancestor of all life forms,
the first of all life forms.
Dogs have so many different breeds,
all of the same species.
So does cat with many different breeds,
all of the same species.
Nuclear arsenals,powerful enough to level an island,
it's explosion strong enough to crystalised sand.
Yet, life still can be found.
Under the rubble.
Man's triumph over the control of this planet,
some call it God given right,
we call it man's adaptive capabilities,
the best of animals.
This planet is full of it,
yet we understand little of it.
Life, so mysterious it is.
Once I left the concrete jungle,
looking at life from different angle.
I saw how diverse life is.
Full of different variations.
Shape, colours and sizes.
All kinds of life forms have its unique codes.
So unique that no others had it.
Life, so diverse it is.
The nature at its wake,
creates all kinds of life.
The nature at its rage,
destroy many kinds of life.
It is not the strongest to survive,
nor the most intelligent,
but the most responsive.
To survive, life must adapt.
We call it evolution.
Some call it Darwin's delusion.
The process life adapt with nature,
creating new species designed by nature.
The nature created so many life forms,
All comes from a single life forms.
Ancestor of all life forms,
the first of all life forms.
Dogs have so many different breeds,
all of the same species.
So does cat with many different breeds,
all of the same species.
Nuclear arsenals,powerful enough to level an island,
it's explosion strong enough to crystalised sand.
Yet, life still can be found.
Under the rubble.
Man's triumph over the control of this planet,
some call it God given right,
we call it man's adaptive capabilities,
the best of animals.
Friday, January 1, 2010
The Greatest Show on Earth - the review
Title : The Greatest Show on Earth
Author : Richard Dawkins
Year Published : 2009
Rating :4.9
Summary : In this book, Dawkins brought us to embark an in depth journey presenting the evidence of evolution from the famous fossil findings to molecular evidence of evolution. The book uses the analogy of detective coming late at the crime scene helps in understanding the process the conclusion is drawn and the absurdity of the rejection of the theory. Dawkins also presented various example of evolution and 'design flaw' in many organism much to the fallacy of the theory of Intelligent Design.
My thoughts : It is a great book to read with little big words (and the meanings are explained), one does not need much linguistic skill to read the book. It is fascinating as to how the nature shaped a lot of different living beings through the random process of natural selection. Those with advantageous random mutation will pass on the genes while those without it are unlikely to do so.
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