2008年9月22日星期一

难得没有卷纸批改,可以悠哉地喝着咖啡,享受冷气,和友人闲聊。

他介绍了自己设计、塑造的一个 second life 牛仔的形象。结合了Charles Nevsimal 的新诗,很有感觉 。

很喜欢他所塑造的吊诡形象。那种童真、压抑、到最后的爆发、发泄,在回到现实。突然间,很有想要回到玩 go-lee. 独脚, duan-beh-long 的日子。



It's domch's design in case some of you dunno which cowboy I was referring to. 

2008年9月6日星期六

http://www.yearbookyourself.com/


























Hahaha...
Quite a comic relief









2008年9月5日星期五

这样的司机也有


今天到NUS去,所有的停车场都爆满。好不容易才找到一个空置的停车位,结果发现位子有一点窄。下车查看后,发现原来VW‘头先进’结果轮子就刚好停在停车位的边缘。车头还‘泊’歪,稍稍出界。

如果是大学生的车,我为国家未来担忧;若是教职员的车子,那么就是大学教职员素质的折射。

天底下,竟然有如此的司机。难道把车子reposition一下会少一块肉吗?真是太不为他人着想。

2008年9月3日星期三

Running Regime

Seriously, I told myself to start my running regime today. But the rain doesn't permit me to ...

2008年9月1日星期一

Retreat @ Moro Island

Every school holiday, I will go to Moro for my Buddhist retreat.

This is one island with no mobile coverage.
This monastery is one that does not have fence/gate.
This is one place with very good spiritual protection.
This is also one place that recharges me almost immediately.





The view from the highest point in Moro.











Looking down at the monastery from the cuti.


















The most romantic moment in the whole retreat.



View from the main Shrine Hall.











The Maha-Bodhi Tree sapling @ Vipassanagiri.

The latest installation





















Sepalika flower. This is the flower Prince Siddharta used to crown his beautiful wife, Princess Yasodhara on their wedding day. This is also the flower Buddha left on the bedside when he left the palace on the birth day of his son to seek the Way to end all Sufferings of sentient beings.

教师节

我还清楚记得,我中三的班级任老师是 Ms Carol Chung Mei Choo。




她是一位很可怕的老师。她英文水平十分高。还记得当时我们班上都喜欢看Teenage Textbook这一本书。后来,她也拿去翻翻看,结果找出一个病句。她说,若有同学能找到那个病句,将请那位同学吃饭。于是,大家就很勤快地把那本书看了好几遍,结果还是给班上的一位‘土豆佬’赢去了那份大家都很期盼的一餐。(当时,老师好比是是摆在神案上一样,不能亵渎的。)




那年,我记得我得去上她的英文魔鬼训练班。结果,英文程度突飞猛进。纵然到最后,文章到底在说什么还是一知半解,但在她魔鬼般的折磨下,成绩却是很不错的。




后来,中四那年,她依旧是我们的班级任老师。那年是惊心动魄的一年。年头,她给我们发了一份英文作文。收回来时,她不但清清楚楚地将我犯的每一个错误圈出来,还在后面附加好几张活页纸,上面涂满的都是过去所犯过的类似毛病——在哪一份作业犯过类似的毛病,共改了几次等都清清楚楚列出来。后来,一句"When will you learn?" 把我的心软化了。




我知道,我一定必须把英文给学好。当时,我觉得她很美丽。




后来,她有一段日子没来学校,全班乐得很。后来她回来了,我们也必须到二楼的课室上课。当时不知道原因,只知道很好玩,可以拖延时间。结果,那一堂课,我们被训了一顿,后来被轰出课室,结束了只上了5分钟的英文课。




那天下午,收到老师入院的消息,才知道她原来之前没来上课时因为流产,必须在家中休养,结果为了她牵肠挂肚的我们,害怕我们会在会考中考的不理想,特地回来上课。结果,我们那种态度惹恼了她,把她气得再次入院。坦白说,我们班上的7 tyrants 很是内疚。




后来,她还是回来了,没有任何同学敢拖延时间。每每到了英文课时,我们都会第一时间到二楼课室上课。她也后来没有骂我们了。当时,我们都很努力地为‘O’水准拼命,很多同学也在学校考试结束后,多在家里啃书。那天,是一个非正式的毕业天。我们都开始窝在家里做最后冲刺,她为我们写了一封信。






这封信,我一直收到现在。

2008年8月27日星期三

睡前杂想

一、

期待的,今天终于到来
这到底是怎么样的心情呢?
回首一年的光景
留下的只有你们年轻活力

期盼的,明天继续来临
这又是怎么样的心情呢?
遥望前方的风景
剩下的,却又有你们的欢乐笑语

心里,此时
充满深深的祝福
没有道别
只有‘下次再见’的暂时别离

人生的旅程
请继续昂首前行
如果,我是说如果
将来是幸苦的
莫忘记这里
还有我们的祝福

你们终于‘毕业’了!
珍重!



二、

今天收到早来的教师节礼物,是我的级任班的小帅哥提早送的。他说,每年都来不及将礼物分完,所以提早送。我还没有拆开礼物,因为单单包装就很用心,也很漂亮,加上他祝福的话语就写在包装纸上,所以我是有点不舍得拆开。Than Kyou Carefree boy. May you receive best of what life can possibly offer.

骊歌

今天是学警团中四学长退伍兼交棒的大日子。

每每到了‘一代新人换旧人’的季节,总会不禁回头望一望过去留下的点点滴滴,这些点点滴滴,却又是说不尽。

走过的成长路上,必须是在有血有汗的幸苦中才会站稳每一个脚步。这是一个代价,一个有人必须被臭骂下才能换来的成长。

今天,骊歌奏起,未来是怎么样的一条路,没人知晓,可是走过的岁月,必定能让这些壮志少年以丰满、健硕的羽翼,在无垠的未来天空翱翔。

依旧的,是老去的,却继续地在孕育一代一代的老叟。

不知道,老叟是否在翘首盼望着倦鸟归巢?

2008年8月22日星期五

Fridays in the past 30 years.

When I was young, Fridays used to be the days when I would suffer the horrible bus rides from Boon Lay to Bt Timah, 'chap-ko' (10 mile) to visit my granny. Fridays were spent listening to her stories and eventaully the lullaby she would croon in some forgotten melody

When I was in Primary one, Fridays were spent in the secondary school field of Jurong School, catching grasshoppers and ladybirds and chasing after the ice-cream man who sells coconut flavor icecream.

When I was in Secondary school, Fridays were wasted at Bt. Timah Plaza eating chicken noodles or ogling at girls. Occasionally I would spend it in school, painting banners or just simply waited for nightfall afterwhich we would go for ice-kacang ko-song @ Blk 26.

When I was in JC, Fridays were spent at either council room or at JEC, wasting our youth away with the same-old-gang.

When I was in NS, Fridays were spent in camps, eagerly waiting for book-outs. Some times, kena confinement had to stay in camp and watch the stray dogs mate or the cats catching cockroaches.

In freshie days, Fridays were spent in Central Library mugging. (Ok. I tried.)

In honours year, Fridays were spent either in PGP pantry feasting or honours room rushing the thesis.

In NIE days, Fridays were exhausted in Md. Sultan's Madam with some Hall 5 people.

In teaching days, on Fridays, I will have the company of the night to walk me home in my tired, drained physique.

2008年8月21日星期四

a non-scary ghost story

This is a ghostly. (Blah...)

Was unable to sleep last night. I thought it was due to the 14-hour sound sleep the night before. So, I did a bit of prayer and I fell asleep shortly.

Guess what, I was dreaming of me wide awake trying to fall asleep.

NB! Wonder who was playing a nasty prank on me!

P/S: My first fear-anger in this 7th Lunar Month.