Tuesday, August 26, 2008

new mods

did some impulse buying again..

went for the mcs meetup and saw another bro go this grill instead of the ugly stock one.. so had to change la.. cos me 50 bucks...



and since im at jdm.. might as well fix the reverse cam also la.. cost me 300 bucks..





so its another 350 bucks gone.. and now im broke... i must not do anymore mods for the next 2 months.. or else i will be damn broke..

are these mods necessary??? no..
are they nice to have?? yes..
am i happy playing with them??.. hell yes!!
am i broke after tat??... knn.. yes..

Saturday, August 23, 2008

totally love this..

japanese tradition.. dating..









Monday, August 18, 2008

Life and how to survive it

My coll sent it to me.. its adrian tan's speech at ntu convo this year..
its going to be a long post.. so bear with it.. or just switch over to some child porn site if you like..

i would say.. my convo was kinda of boring... anyway..

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I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It’s a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.

My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.

On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.

Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.

And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to win every argument.

Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.

The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You’re done learning.

You’ve probably been told the big lie that “Learning is a lifelong process” and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters’ degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don’t you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.

The good news is that they’re wrong.

The bad news is that you don’t need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.

I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.

You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.

Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.

So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.

Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.

I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.

After all, it’s calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.

Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.

That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.

If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.

What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.

Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.

What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.

Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.

The most important is this: do not work.

Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.

Work kills. The Japanese have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork. That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there’s nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.

There’s a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are “making a living”. No, they’re not. They’re dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.

People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan "Arbeit macht frei" was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.

Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.

Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.

I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn’t do that, I would’ve been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.

So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I’ll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.

Find that pursuit that will energize you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don’t, you are working.

Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I’m not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.

In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.

I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.

It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.

One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.

The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.

I didn’t say “be loved”. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one’s looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.

Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.

Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.

Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.

You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.

You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.

Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.

Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.

You’re going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there’s no life expectancy.

Friday, August 15, 2008

leg room light

my latest addition..

leg room light.. do i need it? not really.. do i like it??.. hell yes!!

the driver side.. with my nicelegs.. and shoes..


the passenger side.. with no babes..




cost me 50 bucks.. but ok la.. nice.. i like..

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

I KNOW THE WAY!!

finally.. i went to get myself a gps. not tat i need one.. cos my sense of direction damn good.. just make a few more u turns.. as the old saying goes.. all roads leads to rome..

anyway... its damn fun la.. and ya i admit it.. im quite lost in the east and north... esp the small roads.. so this gps comes in handy.. since gals in the east are prettier... this gps unit is a good investment ya.. haha..

i got a garmin nuvi 200.. not a bad unit at all.. got it at $299 plus another charger at $20. so total is $319....went down to jdm to hide all the wires for the car charger which cost another $25.. so total for the gps for the car is $344....

the nuvi is portable.. next time go overseas can use... just have to download the correct maps... hence the additional charger comes in handy..

the nuvi with maps..

the startup screen.. had to be xiaohong..

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

the future is so bright i need a pair of ray ban

recently...
got myself a pair or raybans.. real one ok...good for driving.. for looking good.. for gekking seh..

anyway.. want to get ray ban must get aviators.. like tat then got the seh..

can claim vision care anyway.. so just buy lor.. this shop in queensway can get cheaper.. i is lobang king.. just don get from the shop near the middle.. the big big spec shop with a few not so chio bus that are way pass their display date.. the attitdue damn bad..

used to wear those tat i bought from guangzhou.. good ones actually.. but fake ray bans.. i bought like one dozen.. so if spoil also ok.. cheap like siao.. anyone wants can tell me.. i sell cheap..

anyway.. must take pics of my new ray ban...







and my pig sister has to come in with her donno wat brand shades.. chek..






more ray ban..

Sunday, August 03, 2008

my ahma mata...

went back to ntu on sat for dental checkup.. i still go back ntu la.. near my house... and the dentist nice person.. very chatty.. makes you feel comfortable.. which is very impt when you go dentist.. since young in pri sch.. ganna go dentist means die.... so ah.. i need a good dentist so tat i wont have the same feeling and turn violent....

anyway.. ntu has changed so much.. the canteen tat is.. not mpe.. mechanical and production engineering.. which has changed to mae.. mehanical and aerospace engineering.. which i think it quite rubbish cos they anyhow change the name so that it suits the current climate.. chek.. but thats another story altogther..

the dental center is at the biz side near canteen b.. where all the chio bus are... mostly go there to bio the gals la.. the food no good though.. change alot liao..










after tat i drove over to canteen a.. where all the shaolin monks are.. there got macs and everything.. nice leh.. they changed the canteen layout also.. all the stores disappear.. asked the pig..she said will come back..

now the canteens all change pattern.. looks way better.. if my time got all these things.. the no so sian..









theres even a seven eleven below lt1... most of my lectures were in lt1.. in the morning.. go in book one seat at the back row.. then go canteen buy one large tea.. and one large bao.. go back to lt and eat.. then sleep..haha..those were the days..

and the place where i spent the most time in.. lee wee nam lib.. or lib 1 in my time.. from 8am to 930pm.. slogging like hell in the lib.. but still results suck...



and sorry.. not going to donate even though they keep sending me letters.. siao.. so rich liao.. i very poor one ... need to feed my xiaohong..