May 2003

Wow-zers - 5/14/2003





The last two weeks have been terribly draining. Been emotionally drained by all that's going around and zapped out psychologically by the deadlines that I need to meet. Sigh - too many things up in the air all at once. Of course, this probably cannot compare with what most people go through - with their numerous projects and subjects and deals to cut and ladders to climb and bosses to please - perhaps sometimes I wish I were made of sterner stuff and were not so easily affected by things.

Sigh - I guess what one's seen or heard or been through does colour the emphasis of one's being. Anyway - I really glad for the holiday tomorrow - even if it only does mean that I'll have the oportunity to work through the day and get ahead of my schedule (used as a generic almost illusory term of course, as if I actually keep a schedule ...)

What I really want to do - is to sleep and wake up to find that all the boring mundane stuff that needs to be done has magically been cleared out - I think to be haunted with what ifs is terrible ... If you could read my mind, i would ask of you this: that you carved out a box there, right there, in between all the brain mush, and let all this get packed in. Then we'd ship all this business of deadlines, gridlines, right-hand margin lines and lines of contact, off on a round the world never to be seen or heard from again journey. And the lines would lose themselves in the space of that box. Because everyone knows that lines in boxes are merely the intersections of space and time and if you spin a box of the mind fast enough - the lines recede, with the ever fading horizon.









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ah bless,feel beta soon.

faith x x x [wild orchid]

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feeling tired eh..go for a massage..hehe..or spa...jaccuzi..wateva=p

take care~ [É÷÷\]

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take leave from sch :)

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I think u need MC..LOL..



juz dropping by to see how you're doing

-bryan(if u still remember) [Outrageous Outlaw]

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ahaha...u should use the holiday to realli take a break...free yur mind from all those deadlines...worry abt them after the holiday..

Jonathan Ee

RVHS

2D 2002 [j.O.n. E≤]

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beautiful box! can i have it for my birthday?? =P [i||uXioN]

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Hey - 5/22/2003





Mr Tambourine man - play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey Mr Tambourine man - play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come following you-

And I know that evening 's empire
Has returned into sand
has vanished from my hand
left me blindly here to stand while still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me
i'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming ...

Bob Dylan

Gets it right everytime I hear him smile into the guitar chords and laugh into the harp. You know that all the anger of a generation lost in space comes crashing into a moment of tired fizzled out I tried too hard I told you sos.

Ah ...





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Hey yeah I remember that song when you played it in class... Bob Dylan's got some funky background...

Oh yeah if you're still interested in jazz, I've got this really, really insane CD. Mostly acid swingjazz sort, coupled with fusion and new age, comprising of a one time union of the best soloists in the world... fun stuff... [Grandioso]

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i remembered the song you sang for us during graduation i think... =) i still keep the song lyric you printed out for each and everyone of us... =) [i||uXioN]

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A teacher who likes Bob Dylan? Rather much of a coincidence? Btw I used to be a teacher and Mr Tambourine Man is a favourite of mine. Shall have fun reading this dialogue between the teacher and his class. You hang in there. [perrin]

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still remember the time when you played that song in class...miss your lit lessons mr lim... -kel

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Slave to Technology? - 5/25/2003





I've never really regarded myself as one chained by the sheckles of technology to the latest, fastest or trendiest. After all, my computer is several generations old, my laptop is clunky and my palm ... is in good ol black and white. Ok - so I'm not exactly a luddite but neither do I try to be too up to date either. So it did strike me as somewhat significant when I had to return the nifty (ok to ME) handphone that I've been using to the friend that I borrowed it from. Nifty to me - it was a nokia 8210 (I think) - because the phone I had lost (misplaced?) was a nokia 3310. So my friend had another spare phone - a nokia 6110 (?) - a rather large affair, complete with non-detachable antenna. Anyway - I was quite pleased with how the phone looked - at least I could throw it at unsuspecting students who fall asleep in my classes and actually do some damage ...

But on trying it out I realised - horrors - it didn't have a vibration mode! Now those of you who have actually tried calling me know that I hardly pick up my phone cause it's always on silent mode and on the off chance that I feel the vibration, I'm usually too slow anyway ... So to not have a vibration mode on the phone was really - i felt - one step too far in the direction of even worse handphone answering habits ... (even the first generation motorola pager that could only store 6 numbers that I had way back when had a vibration mode ...) And playing with the phone some more, I found that it didn't have a smart SMS function. Yup - you had to key in everything letter by letter. At which point I caved in and told myself that I coudn't survive with this phone. But did I relent and buy a new phone for myself ... not exactly ...

I just switched phones with my mom ... so now I'm back to using that trusty 3210 (which is actually Ms Tan's - my mom is taking care of it while she's in NY) I guess that's a small step in the direction of being a techno snob ...









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hahahax...its seriously time to upgrade [j.O.n. E≤]

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"shackles"...

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Aww man, there should be a law against those. It's so old it's almost illegal... i think... [Grandioso]

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ah well. a phone which you can juz phone with is all well and good. but a phone which you can keep hidden in a shirt pocket is great. and a phone in colour with WAP functions and polyphonic ringtones-- now that's really quite brilliant...

brilliant phone for a brilliant teacher O = ) go get one.

[lassitude]

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Yah...agree with Drew...Fashion police should have you arrested. [eagle eye]

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3210?? haha you are so easily satisfied... i'm not in much position to comment but a colour phone is pretty much the norm nowadays.. haha =P I KNOW wat you are going to say! yes yes, i'm insecure and driven by trends and fashion... whatever... =P [i||uXioN]

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well, what can i say? your phone matches your clothes? =D -fey

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hope ur pocket's big enough. i'm depressed enough already with my 3315. [psst]

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Ooo..No vibration and NO smart SMS function. Geez. I would have died with that phone. [silent.scream]

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Maybe - 5/29/2003





Maybe it's the way you wear your hair that makes them think of you this way. An abstract line goes nowhere like the strands that curl like curtains lost for a rail and nailed still on the window pane caressing the heartaches brought on by drought and rain. Still, perhaps the tone of your voice allures the purring cats whose pawing flick forward on the narrow edge of a half-attended garden hedge, creeping still path forward against backward glance scrounging for a bite to eat in the broken down moonshine of a brick wall flattened rat. Opening up the line, they dine and pounce on the fluttering shadows as if the feathers left behind by the cool wind whips could suggest more than the lingering taste of a rat's tail dallying through luscious lips. No its counterfactual all I think they really hunt to show us all what's made of instinct after the Fall: what is left behind is body and bones a neat rip and tear at the neck - all the maosers eat is head. When you wake up to the squawking sounds of a finalised moment when the sounds are shut off from here to head to there and toes screech and claw to an aweful silence. I've never heard it of course but I imagine it everytime I need to shoo a blood drenched (of course I exaggerate for effect)maoser from the torn plumage of a once complete now replete with the finality of flesh carcase. So we started with love and infatuation and followed on to death and intrigue walking an infinitely tight rope down this strange page fired by the sounds of open ended piano jazz melody closed off by the textures of discord.





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[i||uXioN]

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