Saturday, December 23, 2006

"If you don't know where you are going, you will probably end up somewhere else." - Laurence J. Peter

“Harper, your song has a sorrowful sound,
Though the tune was written as gay.
Your voice is sad and your hands are slow
And your eye meeting mine turns away.”
- “Dragonsong” by Anne McCaffrey


The end of 2006.


The end of a year.


The end of my studies.


The end of my university life.


The end of my social life.


The end of my love life.


The end of my romance.


The end of my smiles.


The end of my reason to be happy.


The End.


“When Nakor looked back at Magnus, he found the magician lost in thought. Having some idea where those thoughts led, Nakor said, “You should have found another, Magnus.”
Magnus looked down at his former teacher. "Some wounds never heal. You just bind them up and go on with life."

- “Talon of the Silver Hawk” by Raymond E. Feist

Monday, December 18, 2006

"Millions long for immortality who don't know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon." - Susan Ertz

"Irrigation of the land with seawater desalinated by fusion power is ancient.
It's called 'rain'."

- Michael McClary

Rain. A drizzle. A shower. A downpour. A thunderstorm. The tears of gods. The life-bringer. The banisher of heat and bringer of a cool respite. In Chinese myths, the dragons of the four seas bring rain. In Norse myths, the god, Thor, uses his hammer to produce thunder. In Greek myths, the king of gods, Zeus, hurls lighting bolts as weapons.

"A banker is a fellow who lends you his umbrella when the sun is shining, but wants it back the minute it begins to rain."
- Mark Twain

Have you ever watched from above when it rains? As rain falls, umbrellas emerge. Forming a colorful kaleidescope, its fascinating to watch. Colors bobbing in and out, shifting here and there. It is like watching an giant invisible hand shifting the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, trying to fit each and every one into its proper place.

"Rain, wash away my sorrow,
Take away my pain,

Your love's coming down like rain"
- "Rain" by Madonna

The pitter-patter of rain falling is like the soothing words of a mother to a fretful child. Its musical symphony brings peace and calm into a frantic life. It is probably the best melody of all time and one that would last forever. When you hear it, you know that the world is at right and that all is well.

Have you ever played in the rain? Is it not the most liberating feeling in the world? The feeling that you have braved the elements. The feeling of cool water running through your body. The feeling of freedom and irrational ecstasy. Smiles and grins break out. Chuckles and laughter bubble through the moist air. It seems as though the rain washes away your sorrow and brings a clean new slate.

"'But it always rains when people cry.'
'No, Laura. It rains because you cry.'"
- "Men in Black II"

Rain is also for the sad and depressed. It reflects the melancholy mood. It feels as though the gods share your pain and weep with you. With the rain, the grief intensifies with the feeling of loneliness and desolation. The feeling that your entire being is crying through every pore and skin. The feeling that your grieving heart is heavy with the rain of misery and anguish. The feeling of just wanting to lie there and somehow let the remorse flow out.

"The rain fell alike upon the just and upon the unjust,
and for nothing was there a why and a wherefore."
- W. Somerset Maugham

Rain. It showers on everyone, regardless of status, age or mood. It is one of the few who show true impartiality until the end of time, playing its beautiful melody.

So, what does rain do to you?

Friday, December 15, 2006

"Fortune can, for her pleasure, fools advance, And toss them on the wheels of Chance." - Juvenal


You are the Hanged Man


Self-sacrifice, Sacrifice, Devotion, Bound.


With the Hanged man there is often a sense of fatalism, waiting for something to happen. Or a fear of
loss from a situation, rather than gain.


The Hanged Man is perhaps the most fascinating card in the deck. It reflects the story of Odin who offered himself as a sacrifice in order to gain knowledge. Hanging from the world tree, wounded by a spear, given no bread or mead, he hung for nine days. On the last day, he saw on the ground runes that had fallen from the tree, understood their meaning, and, coming down, scooped them up for his own. All knowledge is to be found in these runes.


The Hanged Man, in similar fashion, is a card about suspension, not life or death. It signifies selflessness, sacrifice and prophecy. You make yourself vulnerable and in doing so, gain illumination. You see the world differently, with almost mystical insights.


What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

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I'm not sure if this is a good thing or not. Hhmm... :p

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Whither Whence a Winter Wonderland?

It has been a most busy week. Although i've tried to clear as much work as i can, there is still a bit of work thats gonna carry over to next week. I can only hope that its not gonna happen again on a regular basis. -.-

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My colleague was so sick, he only worked for two weekdays. As a result, i had to attend a meeting for one of his projects, on his behalf. Being a bit of a gambler himself, he is quite determined to make up for his loss of pay due to his sickness, by betting on this weekend's soccer matches. :p

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If you just came back from a holiday and was due to set off the next day for a company trip, someone calls you for a favour by doing a bit of work before you go for the company trip, would you be most vexed and sian? And you would most likely take it out on the person responsible, would you not?

That was what happened to me. Only that i was the person responsible. -.-

My boss had asked an officer to takeover a substation for one of my projects. The officer was in the above said circumstances and had agreed as a favour to my boss. So, on Friday, i went down to the site and met up with the officer to inspect and handover the substation.

My first sentence was to apologise to him because the substation wasn't ready.

His reply and first sentence was, "Then what the fark am i here for? I purposely come down as a favour for your boss and now you tell me it isn't ready?"

It went rapidly downhill from there.

A most auspicious start to the end of the year.

Sighz... -.-

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I finally managed to put my photos up, using PhotoBucket instead of Flickr. PhotoBucket's account allows you up to 1 Gb of photos and videos. Flickr? A paltry 20 Mbs. -.-

I've never been really impressed with Yahoo somehow. There are programs out there which are better than it e.g. Google, Hotmail etc etc. And i reckon the slideshow effects for PhotoBucket are a lot more interesting as well. :p

All my photos were taken with my camera-phone. I don't air-brush them coz i've never been bothered to learn Adobe Photoshop. And i don't take pictures of myself, coz i dun want an outbreak of people falling dead when they see how fugly i am.

What you see is what you get. :)

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

"Sorrow in my soul, Cause it seems that wrong, Really loves my company" - Rihanna

"Belgarath sat on a rumpled cot. His elbows were on his knees, and his face was buried in his hands.

'Grandfather,' Garion said gently.

'What?'

'She wants to talk with you.'

Belgarath lifted his face. His expression was one of mute suffering."
- "Sorceress of Darshiva" by David Eddings

Monday, December 04, 2006

The Spirit of Australia

This afternoon, the weather was absolutely brilliant. The bright sun displaying its full glory and the wind in your hair. Puts me in mind of the summer weather back in Oz.

It was perfect for heading to the beach and lazing out.

Or lying on the grass patch, reading a good book.

Or sitting out in a cafe, having coffee and chatting with friends.

Or a game of soccer.

Or browsing casually through the flea markets.

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Where and what was i doing?

Mundanely heading back to the office to get work done. Sighz...

I miss Australia. -.-