Quite paiseh leh actually, can see that I was kinda feeling awkward. Oh ya, and you see the thumbs-up sign again. Lol. And the waitress (Qing Qing) very cute!
And my partner said ‘5 6 7 8′ before everyone started on the song. As if it’s ndp training. Lol.
Click on link to see.
Is the girl twirling clockwise or anti clockwise?
http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_4759de440100abfn.html
People who see it turning clockwise are mainly controlled by right brain, whereas anti-clockwise means controlled by the left. Women usually see clockwise, men anti-clockwise.
And yes I am a woman, so I see clockwise. At first.
Now stare at the shadow on the floor and see if you can make the girl turn the opposite direction.
I can make her turn both directions.
If you can do the same, apparently based on this you have an IQ of at least 160.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Thumbs Up Birthday Wishes from the A1 group! So darn funny because the waitress who was recording it started doing a thumbs up signal whenever 1 of the peeps finished speaking, and then suddenly everyone started to do thumbs up sign. It was the body language of the night. LOL. And then halfway Jimmy had to leave and you could see him passing money to my partner.
It’s pretty noisy; crank up the volume abit to hear more. 
"We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly"
But we should not learn to see an imperfect person as perfect and close our eyes to a person’s faults.
We should instead learn to look past a person’s differences and overcome obstacles together and grow as a couple.
I’m tired. Gotta sleep.
Running the race
Like a mouse in a cage
Getting nowhere but I’m trying
Forging ahead
But I’m stuck in the bed
That I made so I’m lying
But if you keep real close
Yeah, you stay real close
I will reach you
I’m down to a whisper
In a daydream on a hill
Shut down to a whisper
Can you hear me still
Eager to please,
Trying to be what they need
But I’m so very tired
I’ve stopped trying to find
Any peace in my mind
Because it tangles the wires
But if you keep real close
Yeah, you stay real close
I will reach you
I’m down to a whisper
In a daydream on a hill
Shut down to a whisper
Can you hear me
Can you hear me still
The sound tires on my lips
To fade away into forgetting
I’m down to a whisper
In a daydream on a hill
Shut down to a whisper
Can you hear me
Can you hear me
I’m down to a whisper
In a daydream on a hill
Shut down to a whisper
Can you hear me
Can you hear me still
I want to backpack to the other side of the world.
Visit Arnaud in Paris, Nicholas in UK, Victor in Belgium, Rita in Holland.
To soak up the culture and the atmosphere, to view architecture and nature and the ever changing seasons, to do absolutely nothing but take photographs all day, to understand myself more, to have more thinking time to myself, to be more independent, to be more mature…I want to cut myself off from the rest of the world that I know.
I am looking for something. I am searching for something. Something intangible. Only heartfelt.
I want to find myself again.
Was it ever there?
As I move on each day, going through the notion of it all, asking myself why am I doing all these mundane tasks on hand which I know I have no heart in and will lead me to nowhere in my life, I often ask myself what do I want, what do I need, what should I do…who am I?
I often just remind myself.."Just do Cass, don’t question yourself. Just move on, because when you start to question you start to slow down and stop in your tracks. "
I try to believe that every single day is a day to make improvement in whatever I do, be it mundane or not. I tell myself that I should feel encouraged if today was better than yesterday, and I should aim to make tomorrow better than today.
I tell myself to hang on, to perservere, but it has come to a point that I wonder, am I just telling myself, or am I deluding myself.
I am lost. I have always been lost. I do not know the feeling of having clear objectives and goals in life, or even dreams because I stopped dreaming a long time ago.
I laugh, I smile, I charm, I talk. I do my own things, I behave the way you see because I believe that is what the rest wants to see, I try to fully assume the roles of what people see to the best of my abilities.
But when I am alone, I don’t know who I am. It is as if I am basing my self-worth on what others think and judge.
Alone.. or lonely?
I am exhausted.
1) Flowers in the Attic by Virginia Andrews.
I’ve been to 2 bookstores to find this but to no avail. One of the store owners told me this is quite an old book…is it out of print already? But I do want to read it very much.
2) The Road by Cormac McCarthy.
I have to tell you (whoever you are if you happen to read this entry;) this is one HECK of a seriously disturing novel. And you will really want to save the earth after reading this, since this is a novel depicting what happens AFTER the world ends. You do not want the end of the world to arrive; and you have to admit that day is reaching us faster than we all think.
There are plans to make this into a MOVIE!!!!
No way. Please I need to read this before it hits the big screen. I’ve read snippets here and there but not the real novel. I’m so going to get it.
Humanity VS Survival - Which one will you choose?
I will definitely do a write up on this book once I’m done with reading it.
3) Some really freaking good eye cream.
SERIOUSLY. My dark eye circles have been bugging me since forever. Granted, so I have eyebags since I-have-no-idea how young, my resting hours have been quite whatever-anything and given the fact that I have sinus on-and-off means that I am much more prone to dark eye circles, but NEVER has it been THIS bad. (You know I MEAN it cause I am keying it in CAPS.)
And since I will most probably be crying tons after reading "The Road", I will need some real good stuff to look good still, you knowwhatimean? (Yeah I bet you do; don’t you roll your eyes.)
So, if any close friend of mine is nice and sweet and kind enough to get me something that REALLY REALLY works, I will be really grateful. Really. Extremely.
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Last thing, this is something really random. I was glancing through my old posts and realized that my previous entry on NDP somewhat coincided with that of the one on rain and rainbow (the one I did a haiku on) How apt.
這樣的事情是頭一次發生。
天不做美﹐到了浮動舞台之後發現外面開始下起傾盆大雨。
就在大家準備要上場表演時﹐雨勢不見停息的樣子﹐反而越來越大。
這是對我們最不利的環境和狀況-凹凸不平的地面﹐ 腳上穿著數小時前才剛拿到的靴子﹐手上握著的是兩支相當有重量的旗子﹐加上大雨的侵襲﹐ 而且還得在限定的時間內進場和跳舞。。。 根本不曉得會不會因這些因素而跌倒受傷。
在這惡劣的天氣下﹐今天的我們真的可以表現比上次更好嗎?
但是﹗﹗﹗
我們最後還是終於辦到了﹗
成功的表演不只是限於完美無缺﹐ 沒有錯誤的舞蹈動作﹐ 也不只是你跟不跟的上拍子的問題。不是你臉上有沒有化妝﹐ 不只是服裝完不完整﹐ 漂不漂亮而已。 每一場表演都可以有以上的全部﹐ 但是還是可以不成功。
一場成功的表演﹐ 最重要的東西是感覺。
將誠意﹐熱情﹐精神﹐“請你們看我的表演” 的那種意念傳達給觀眾們﹐ 讓他們產生那種會讓人讚嘆﹐ 或者讓人雞皮疙瘩的感覺。那種讓人留連忘返的感覺。生為表演者﹐ 其實我們也能察覺得到自己的表演有沒有將這些訊息傳達給大眾。
小時候跳舞時常常會跳到忘我﹐會有想好好表現的想法﹐但是長大之後就沒有了。
但是今天不一樣。今天很有FEELING哦﹗(雖然很累﹐頭又暈了)
雖然被大雨淋濕的旗子很重﹐雖然地上的雨水灑在我們衣服和臉上﹐雖然天不做美﹐ 但是這一切並沒有阻擾我們的表現﹐ 大家反而越挫越勇。
天時地利人和=零缺點?
只要你願意﹐ 只要你用心﹐ 只要做到最好﹐只要大家齊心協力﹐對你最不利的場合或狀況往往會變成你邁向成功的好幫手。
不知道是不是因為頭昏還是下雨的關係﹐ 今天的煙花﹐ 特別燦爛美麗﹐ 特別奪目耀眼。
是因為勝利的滋味? 或許吧。
抬抬頭仰望一下漆黑一片的天空﹐閉上雙眼感覺臉上的雨滴﹐ 突然之間覺得﹕
還好今天下雨了。
This Beautiful Earth
Photo Essays by Daisaku Ikeda
(A slightly self-edited excerpt from http://www.daisakuikeda.org/index.php?mid=nature&sub=b-earth&dimchar=normal)
It was already late in the afternoon, but at that time of the year the European sky remains light until quite late. But suddenly the sky darkened with clouds, and heavy rain began to fall. It tapped on the rooftops with a thousand fingers, like a pianist playing a lively sonata. It fell like curtains of silver dust, moving fast beyond the large terrace windows, beating on the river’s surface.
The sound of raindrops gradually softened into a whispering melody. A shaft of sunlight pierced the clouds, brightening the sky once more. After the brief shower, the air was cleansed and fresh; heaven and earth seemed to be smiling.
Then there appeared an arc of light connecting sky and earth, at first faint, but then quickly growing into vivid splendor. People held their breath. Red, yellow and blue–a long and slender"tricolor" flying int he heavens.
I went out to the terrace and watched the rainbow steadily increase its light. The townspeople came out too, gazing up at the multi-hued arc of flame in the sky–orange, green, indigo and violet.
One leg of the rainbow seemed to stand upon the pier across the river before us; it was rising out of the place where we had held our dialogue aimed at a peaceful future. Verdant trees stood on the opposite shore, beyond this transparent column of light. It was as if the golden sunlight were plucking silver harp-strings of rain to create a seven-colored melody. May the human world be as beautiful!
The rainbow’s sweeping arc embraced the town. One of the locals said, "I’ve never seen such a rainbow!" Then someone exclaimed, "Another one!" A second rainbow appeared. Fainter than the first, its colors were arranged in the opposite order, the red band on the inside. People in the neighborhood had been enjoying a friendly picnic under a large canopy by the river, but everyone–children and adults–now came out into the open. Taken in by the arcs of color in the sky, each became a poet. The rain had stopped completely.
The rainbows seemed to form a pathway in the sky by which people’s dreams are conveyed to the heavens. They reminded me of the Buddhist unity of many in body, one in mind. They also brought to mind humankind’s future solidarity. After the rainbow appeared, the river seemed to turn a deeper blue.
These rainbows of hope were born of torrential rain; they were gifts from the rain. It is when ever-moving raindrops reflect the sun’s eternal light that a rainbow is formed.
Similarly, only in earnest and dedicated striving does the eternal sacred life of humanity shine forth. There is no happiness without perseverance. Only upon the tormenting downpour of earthly desires and suffering is reflected the rainbow of enlightenment.
In any day or age, life is never without hardships and troubles. This is why, as long as we are alive, we must live with vigor. There is no use in losing heart, worrying about trivial matters, or brooding over your lot in life. Do not waste your life on foolish slander and complaint!
Instead, live earnestly and respectfully, seeing how much enjoyment you can derive from each day.
Do not envy others; instead praise them!
Do not resent others; instead surpass them!
Summon your courage, and work cheerfully!
Do what needs to be done! Do it now!
Focus always on the present! For only in the present exists eternity!
So we must live with gusto! Joy is the springboard of life; it is the force that moves the universe. Joy is what makes the buds bloom and the sun blaze. When people create joy, even the heavens dance!
Though worries and troubles set upon us like rain and storm, as long as we keep moving forward, powerfully, tenaciously, like this river, a rainbow will emerge. No matter how often the rain drenches us, as long as we keep facing the sun, a rainbow will appear. What’s more, the bigger the raindrops, the more splendid the rainbow! The greater our sweat and tears, the brighter our rainbow of victory!
Ah, how many times can we behold a rainbow of victory in our lifetimes? Such happiness may well be heaven’s gift, reserved only for those who struggle and strive hard throughout their lives.
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Gloomy skies give way
To the beautiful rainbow
Wonder of nature
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Damn it’s been awhile since I last did haiku. It’s never easy to do 5-7-5 syllables.
Damn I love this spoof. esp the Star Wars twist and that little ’sexy’ catwalk at the end. That flower robe looks awesome. LOL.
