Saturday, April 30, 2005
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Night Drive
Cruising down the highway...
With Hooverphonic's cover of Shake the Disease...
Love this song
I'm not going down on my knees
Begging you to adore me
Can't you see it's misery
And torture for me
When I'm misunderstood
Try as hard as you can
I've tried as hard as I could
To make you see
How important it is for me
Here is a plea
From my heart to you
Nobody knows me
As well as you do
You know how hard it is for me
To shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue
In situations like these
Understand me
Some people have to be
Permanently together
Lovers devoted
To each other forever
Now I've got things to do
And I've said before
That I know you have too
When I'm not there
In spirit I'll be there
Monday, April 25, 2005
Sunday, April 24, 2005
Friday, April 22, 2005
Meditations...
People ask "Have you ever seen the gods you worship? How can you be sure they exist?"
Answers:
i. Just look around you.
ii. I've never seen my soul either. And yet i revere it.
That's how I know the gods exist and why I revere them,
from having felt their power, over and over.
- Emperor Marcus Aurelius, Meditations, Book 12.
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Monday, April 18, 2005
Friday, April 15, 2005
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Monday, April 11, 2005
Choices...
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
The Economist
" Having stepped on to the world stage as a figure who impressed by his good looks and athletic prowess, he abandoned it in a state of deliberately publicised enfeeblement and pain. This sent two signals, both hard to understand except in the context of the highest Christian ideals: first, that God's strength is made perfect in our weakness , and second, that death is merely the gateway, never to be feared, to a different and more abundant life. These messages can sound repulsive on thel lips of a person who is materially and physically secure, preaching to people who are neither. John Paul seemed vulnerable enough to speak with integrity, whether or not you agreed with him"
- The Economist, April 9th 2005, Pg 9
P.S. Further incriminating evidence of me reading everything but public law and trust law stuff... disappointing.
Saturday, April 09, 2005
Lesson from Angkor
I am really pathetic. I know that I have to plonk my well padded ass down on my well cushioned chair and do some studying, if not, I'll probably get a G- for my Public Law paper. But no matter how hard I try I just can't seem to find the will power, the fighting spirit. All I feel like doing now is to crawl on my bed and sleep or go shoot a round of golf. I wish I had half the determination and drive that this little boy possesed. He followed me up a 6 story high Angkor Temple, which I had to carefully tip toe up cos my feet were too damn big, just to sell me a cheap coconut husk bracelet that costs less than $0.50. And on top of it all, he did it with a big smile on his face. That is determination. That is the drive that I so lack. Maybe its because I have never known hunger, or never known poverty.
Friday, April 08, 2005
Side Slip Tester
Have you ever felt that you were slipping and sliding? Spinning hopelessly out of control. Feeling as if your life has gone off track. Perhaps you had hoped for a guiding light, a constant, to bring you back on track. But what is the "right track"? Who determines what is the right path for us? Is it for us to decide? Or do we simply leave it to "fate" or other "forces"? How much power do we have to dictate the path that we take? Sometimes it is so hard to tell if we are slipping off track or that the "track" is windy and uneven...
Thursday, April 07, 2005
Ally goes to the doctor
Spent a good part of the day getting Ally fixed...Wheel Alignment then Road Test, Wheel Alignment then Road Test AGAIN, Check Shocks and Suspensions then Road Test AGAIN, Rotate tires then Road Test AGAIN....Check Rims then guess what?? ROAD TEST AGAIN!!! Sighs this is the last time I'm ever gonna fit 18inchers on my car again.... Unless of course my next car is a M3, Ferrari, Alfa GTA, Porsche Carrera, Skyline GTR... =D
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Moments....
There are some moments that you wish you could freeze forever... And you foolishly try to capture these moments, not realising that it is impossible to do so... Failing to see that such moments should be enjoyed when they appear... Perhaps the best cameras are our hearts and our soul for only they can capture our emotions and replay them with such famliarity...
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Last Nawaz Cup of the Year
Showdown... The Last Nawaz Cup of the year. What does it all mean? It means that the ugly monster will be rearing its big fat head soon for its bi-annual appearance. And no, I'm not referring to anyone that you know or anyone in Law School (not even Winslow). The monster is none other than the bloody exams that are just round the corner.