lyrical oasis
chase
that beat
chorus

throw up your arms into the sky

it takes some work to make it work
it takes a loss before you find it
26 February 2010
Distinction
One of my lecturers is very cool - he's a philosopher of sorts and has authored a couple of books.

He told us that according to the whole yin yang idea, the Taijitu symbol represents that there's a part of good in every evil and a part of bad in every good. That was comforting to hear, because recently I've found that dark side of me to be increasingly prominent.




Taijitu





Last night, I chatted with one of my long-time friends.

There's a reason why you keep friends like these - they don't judge you. That is what makes or breaks a true friendship for me.

Some may argue that it is more important for friends to "be there for you", but I think that's overrated. It's nice to know that someone has your back, sure, but that's a pretty basic requirement, isn't it? If I were homeless, I would - dare I say it - expect my friends to take me in because it's a kindly gesture that you extend to someone you trust.

It's not easy to define what it means to judge someone. To me, that would be accepting someone regardless of his/her decisions instead of labeling that person as something because you think that (s)he has lower moral standards than you. That's the difference between "you're being selfish" and "you're selfish".

So I guess judging is something that people mounted on their high moral horses do and inapplicable to people who have lower moral standards than yourself, which is not to say that they have no morals, of course.

I deign to say more till I've given this more thorough thought, but in the meantime, here's a question for you:

Do you judge me? I'd really like to know.
22 February 2010
Lost in Translation
According to Pinnel's Case, a lawsuit was held over £8.50 in 1602. Inflation has come a long way. That, or they were really stingy back then (and counted their money by the hundredth of a shilling).


Law is a language I need to learn by tomorrow. The computer's right in front of me. I need it for research, but this isn't working. I get distracted every five minutes or so.


And it's very irritating that the notes cite cases that are not in the prescribed book so I have to search for them online and they either come in a huge mass of words - I'm talking mass of squid eggs mass - or just briefly mention the case in the passing.
12 February 2010
Null
A confused beth trespassed into the bathroom when I was in the shower just now! It was wriggling and shimmying for all it was worth, looking far from seductive. I was so afraid it would lose grip and fall!

Don't say that wouldn't happen. I've witnessed a backflip before, complete with the sickening splat on the floor; I was marooned on the dining table for at least ten minutes after that because the bugger chose the area I needed to cross to injure itself and lick its wounds. Oh crap, I didn't mean that literally but now I have an image of that in my head.


Here's yesterday's unpublished blog entry, before it expires. To me, a post expires when the content is no longer applicable.


11 Feb, 00 29

I have to stop watching TV! It's been back to back episodes of good stuff - CSI, more CSI (not Miami, thankfully) and The Nanny.

Yeah, I like The Nanny, big hair and all. And Seinfeld, and Friends. Starworld/Hallmark's been showing these old sitcoms and I think they're way better than the hit shows these days. Does anyone really laugh watching 30 Rock or is it just cool to be watching Tina Fey?

(This is where I realise that sitcoms are the closest thing I'm gonna get to review on since I don't think I'll be catching a movie anytime soon. Please don't recommend Dear John - a show that's all about pining and being lovelorn is a waste of money and time. I'd rather watch Ratatouille for the gazillionth time.)

Back then, it was all about satire and punchlines. I don't care if the humour's as shallow as "Do you live in his house? (Yes.) Do you take care of his children? (Yes.) Do you have sex? (No! *adamant*) Well, then you're married!" It's funny! Funnier than a guy called Tracy clucking like a chicken, that's for sure. There also seemed to be an over-usage of the blink-turn-smile wryly thing, though I thought it was a clever way of cuing laughter.

Now, it's slapstick and more slapstick; you get numb to it after awhile. A very short while.


I didn't publish this yesterday because I wanted to turn it into a review but was too tired to, but I've since realised that it's quite impossible.
08 February 2010
Hello, big screen!
Amazing! My desktop is up!

I wonder how long it'll last.

Yeah, I know, ever the skeptic, but can you blame me? I've set up the computer - not to mention carry my PC to and fro Rochor Centre - more times than I can remember.

OK, I'll go have my victory feast of instant noodles now. While I still have a reason to.
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