yesterday celebrated birthday for one of my church network's guy aat d'original satay club(really a place that sells bad hawker food and charge premium)and later went over to my good friend's at Olio in Suntec. that guy has got 20 people excluding himself. quite a number huh..
well, what does birthday really means to you? is it a yearly thing to look forward, dread for, or just numb? someone should compile a data on how people feel towards their birthday each year.. if there is such a data please send me.. :)
Saturday, September 25, 2004
Sunday, September 19, 2004
everybody's free to wear sunscreen
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
Friday, September 17, 2004
feet info
interesting, was reading new balance's website:
if your shoe wears out on the outside sole, you are a over-pronate; inside, under-pronate.
different archs for different shoe.
so if you want to buy a shoe that really fits and feel good, see your arch, high or low or neutral, and the pronate things, there are shoes that adjust how your feet impact the ground. (if you are over pronate, you impact from the outside of your heel, under is the opp.)
they advise that you bring your old shoes for the guy at the shop to recommend. but i wonder how many sales person even know what you are talking about.
if your shoe wears out on the outside sole, you are a over-pronate; inside, under-pronate.
different archs for different shoe.
so if you want to buy a shoe that really fits and feel good, see your arch, high or low or neutral, and the pronate things, there are shoes that adjust how your feet impact the ground. (if you are over pronate, you impact from the outside of your heel, under is the opp.)
they advise that you bring your old shoes for the guy at the shop to recommend. but i wonder how many sales person even know what you are talking about.
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
don't tell me its not true
today my marketing prof was asking for an example of a product that is very disatisfying but yet pple go back and buy it still. An exchange student beside me say,"Microsoft." and my prof was like cannot be more agreeable.
He say that Microsoft was always ranked as one of the best brand of the word, and it is, in his words, ridiculous. Rediculous is an understatement of the tyranny.
He also said that the microsoft website is one of the most frequent visited sites, and its due to the very fact that alot of pple in the world do not know how to change their preset homepage!!!! How funny..
i like this prof man.
He say that Microsoft was always ranked as one of the best brand of the word, and it is, in his words, ridiculous. Rediculous is an understatement of the tyranny.
He also said that the microsoft website is one of the most frequent visited sites, and its due to the very fact that alot of pple in the world do not know how to change their preset homepage!!!! How funny..
i like this prof man.
India
For those that know, I went to India for Business Study Mission last summers. Its not like great, great, but its kinda nice experience. maybe its because im pro-Asia. no attempt to conceal how shallow and irritating i feel whites are. anyways.
Last summers, its Chennai and Bangalore, for those that have not been, Chennai is a industralised and hot/humid place, while Bangalore is cooling, heard its 20degrees during Oct. However, i missed the Hydrabad part cos i have to come back for a retreat. (flew home myself on Sri Lankan Airs, transit whole day at Sri Lanka, stayed at this hotel by beach, ate exotic buffet for dinner)
oh well interestingly, there is an opening for mission trip for rural area for Hydrabad, so guess im going back to Hydrabad in Dec. I know most of you all don't share the liking for Asia countries and for Indians like i do, but i just feel a heart for them, you know, like when you pass by little India, which one would be your reaction:
a) "please don't take bus 67? we'll be suffocating!"
b) just to observe and feel for these people that congregates, far away from homeland.
i'm not noble or what, but i just feel for them, maybe you feel for people group more, maybe you don't.
Last summers, its Chennai and Bangalore, for those that have not been, Chennai is a industralised and hot/humid place, while Bangalore is cooling, heard its 20degrees during Oct. However, i missed the Hydrabad part cos i have to come back for a retreat. (flew home myself on Sri Lankan Airs, transit whole day at Sri Lanka, stayed at this hotel by beach, ate exotic buffet for dinner)
oh well interestingly, there is an opening for mission trip for rural area for Hydrabad, so guess im going back to Hydrabad in Dec. I know most of you all don't share the liking for Asia countries and for Indians like i do, but i just feel a heart for them, you know, like when you pass by little India, which one would be your reaction:
a) "please don't take bus 67? we'll be suffocating!"
b) just to observe and feel for these people that congregates, far away from homeland.
i'm not noble or what, but i just feel for them, maybe you feel for people group more, maybe you don't.
Wednesday, September 01, 2004
what will go wrong
oh my, today is national day and i forgot about it. so many things on my mind.
okay, lets list down the exciting things that happened in the week:
monday--late for class and do not know where, and realise didnt get bid. but got bid for a class that i missed 2 weeks of lesson, how to catch up man
tues--went to sch and realise that forget to bring a book that cost $4 fine per hour. take bus home to get book, take cab to sch, wasted money and late for project meeting.
went to do survey, hated it. people just dont like my face, don't want to do survey for me.
went for a meeting suppose to be lunch meeting, but all gone already left me
fan broke
wed--
thurs--
fri--
okay, lets list down the exciting things that happened in the week:
monday--late for class and do not know where, and realise didnt get bid. but got bid for a class that i missed 2 weeks of lesson, how to catch up man
tues--went to sch and realise that forget to bring a book that cost $4 fine per hour. take bus home to get book, take cab to sch, wasted money and late for project meeting.
went to do survey, hated it. people just dont like my face, don't want to do survey for me.
went for a meeting suppose to be lunch meeting, but all gone already left me
fan broke
wed--
thurs--
fri--
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