Friday, August 22, 2008

am i now?


In the name of work and our (not-so these days) beloved motherland's independence, I found myself on the back of a truck in the sun and rain, traveling around town, causing traffic jams, accompanied by shouts of "ACTION!", much to the amusement of other road users.

I always cuss and swear about how tedious these things are, or how "I can't feel my ass" after plonking it on a wooden crate. But if I can bring myself to admit it, these things are good fun. To finally see it come to life is after all, what it's all about.

But next time, I'll start the script with:
Scene opens with a riverbank in Amsterdam on a sunny summer's day. We see our star, Keira Knightley...



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Tuesday, August 19, 2008

plans


I stopped making plans a while ago. Took the little snippets of a future I had previously hoped to live, and chucked them into storage.

But it’s not because of some fatalistic melodrama about how everything will never work out.

It’s just that after a while, you realize that very few things in life happen according to plan. All of life’s little moments and big dramas — they all contrive to turn the page on your behalf, for better or for worse.

So I suppose it’s easier when you live without any grand visions of the future carved in stone. You live as each moment comes and you figure out the rest when you really have to.

But the dreams should never end. We abandon plans, not possibilities. We still hope for better, but instead of trying to get there and have all that, we just do what we have to today. At the very least, it stops us from worrying about tomorrow. And it makes life a wee bit simpler.

Chase one thing, and the rest will come.



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Thursday, August 14, 2008

this blog, in a cloud










try yours here.



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Monday, August 04, 2008

this growing up business


I asked mum for some old pics the other day, cos my new pad looks a tad bare and somewhat lacks character, whatever the hell that means in my head. So she gleefully pulled out two shoe boxes of pictures arranged (incorrectly) according to year.

Of course, I haven't seen those pics in years. Last I recall seeing them was back in Form 1, when the Ministry of Education had the fantastic idea of kicking off history lessons with a project that more or less required you to consolidate every embarrassing moment of your childhood into a scrapbook.

So it was quite nice to see what a lil' brat I was back then. Evidently, things haven't changed much. I showed the world how I was feeling, anytime and everytime (grumpy, mostly), no filters attached. And as I recall, it was a lot of fun really. Sure, it more or less dashed any faint ambition I had of being in the service industry, but hey, things worked out.

You learn how to find happiness along the way in this growing up nonsense, but I'm just glad I can look back 20 years and make myself laugh.

The moody pics are on facebook.



posted by tim at 4:10 PM |






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