2009年12月23日星期三

Puke

Been long since I've posted something here. Well, when writing is all that you do, the fun of it seems to be missing somehow... Yep, hope that I can write more in the future (though I highly doubt so).


Anyway, remember how they used to tell you school not to use singlish words while talking to a foreigner (Caucasians) in English? And how the word 'puke' is labeled as a 'singlish word' where Caucasians won't understand a single bit of it. And remember how its shown in 'child not stupid' (小孩不笨) that this particular word is a word that all foreign Caucasians won't understand? Well, here's the good news: They are all WRONG!!!

Why? Well, as a matter-o-fact, this word originates from the west itself. Here are some quotes from dictionary.com:

Puke verb, puked, puk-ing. noun
-verb (used without object), verb (used with object) Slang
1. to vomit.

-noun
2. vomit.
3. a. any food or dink that is repulsive.
b. anything that is contemptible or worthless.

Word Origin & History

puke (v.)
1600, probably of imitative origin (cf. Ger, spucken "to spit," L. spuere); first recorded in the "Seven Ages of Man" speech in Shakespeare's "As You Like It." The noun meaning "material thrown up in vomiting" is form 1961.

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/puke

So... Here you go~ Puke is not a word that originates from Singapore, so you dudes out there teaching or whatsoever, don't be so full of yourself~~~

And how come all of a sudden I've thought of such an repulsive word? Well, as a matter-o-fact, this word appeared in the game left 4 dead 2 (an American one, obviously). It so happened to describe an item that is of a bottle containing some vomit of an infected called "boomer". One of such appeared in the following quote:

"Is that a bottle of puke?" - Nick
So if some idiot ever tells u that "puke" is a singlish word", punch him.

2009年11月29日星期日

Suggested references

From Question Paper:

On conversational Maxims:
- p.129 – p.130 of your textbook.
- Grice, P. (1989). Studies in the Way of Words. Harvard University Press
- Mey, J. (2001). Pragmatics: An introduction, page 76-77. Blackwell.
- Wardhaugh, R. (2006). An Introduction to Sociolinguistics. Blackwell.
From Wikipedia:

References

  1. Mey, Jacob. 2001. Pragmatics: An Introduction, page 76-77. Blackwell.
  2. Wardhaugh, Ronald. 2006. An Introduction to Sociolinguistics. Blackwell.
Well... I'm not trying to say that the tutors are slacking or whatsoever, but then... even if you wanna copy something from wiki, don't make it so obvious that the page numbers are kept... I mean, it'll only make it much less convincing when profs are saying that wiki sucks or whatsoever ...

... Man, I better find my own references...

2009年11月25日星期三

D+

其實越低分越好
最起碼證明我沒被牽著個鼻子走

喜歡的 只是即興與自由
不喜歡 也只有規範與束縛罷了

也許會覺得我高傲自大
怎麽看 悉隨尊便吧

但 請別忘記
就是這麽一份自大 才承托得起那麽一份自尊
也就是那麽一份自尊 才會讓一字一句潤而有力

好多時候會覺得
槍和筆 其實沒區別
要經過磨煉 要對準目標
還要一份堅定的自信
才能使一切直入心扉

當對自己的能力有所懷疑時
抱歉 一切已經太遲了

所以說 別的科
若派爛分 我還會有點感覺
可這門課 說真的 我一看到我的分...

笑了


是因爲這分並沒代表著我的能力

是因爲這分沒有削弱自我的肯定

是因爲我所經歷過的地獄 並不是一兩個膚淺的成績可以印證的

也是因爲能更清晰地回顧以前的一切

回顧爲何總是討厭學校的那麽一個規範
爲何總是不能認同別人的觀點
爲何總會尋找那麽一個 "這不是絕對的"

抱歉
還是那麽孤傲
還是那麽任性
還是那個自我
還是那麽一句

就算與天為敵 就算遍體鱗傷 最後還能笑著走出來 已經夠了

2009年11月13日星期五

的士

久違一次的搭的士會學校
要不是因爲今天得交功課
要不是因爲我坐在電腦面前超過二十個小時
弄到腦袋有點麻麻的
我也許也不會這樣的豪吧

上了的士 很快地便和那司機聊了起來
也許我那麽一個習慣到現在都還沒改變吧
可我還是那樣可以跟任何人閒聊

那司機一開始便問我爲什麽搭的士
好奇怪的一個問題哦
說真的 這位大概大我三十餘年的司機
講話未免太直了吧
我便回答了幾句
然後這司機便提到所謂的 "緣分"
... 幹嗎好像進了佛堂似的... ?

然後當這司機知道我是學生的時候
便開始講了很多關於自己的東東
例如他怎麽喜歡讀書 可有因爲錢而沒辦法繼續 之類的
我覺得 還好吧 讀書不一定是唯一的出路
然後他便問我 我將來有什麽理想 (好有小學 feel...)
我便蠻坦然地會答 我喜歡讀書 (我承認 我當時沒睡醒)
然後那司機便說了一大堆關於讀書有關的東西
然後便說 我這年紀的人 很少會像我這樣
他說 自己喜歡讀書因爲自己喜歡寫作
我自己也認同了我是這樣一個人
可他也說 我這類型的人 人生應該會蠻孤獨的
我笑了 孤獨這個詞 對於我來説 一點都不陌生吧?

再來就是什麽學科該讀 什麽學科不該讀
他說 他只有唯一一個學科他推薦 - 哲學
因爲 你讀完了你最起碼學會做人
最起碼你看懂了這個世界
也問了我爲什麽我不去讀哲學
我便回答說 文學也是差不多吧?
(我當然不敢講說我認識一個因爲成績爛得可以才進哲學的人...)
然後他也講了一科他最鄙視的 - 法律
他說 律師只是有錢人的"狗"
會爲了錢而不顧一切
我不能否定他啦... 可還是覺得 法律跟哲學 未免也有點雷同吧?

然後講到這個社會 (奇怪... 15~20分鐘的車程... 談到的東西也未免太多了吧...)
我說 不說你 連我這二十初頭的都已經看透了
這社會 累了 也已經變質了吧?
可又有誰又能力去改變這一切呢?
能做的 想做的 只是一個無名的旁觀者
我也說 我很久沒看報紙了
不是說我不想跟著這塵世的脈搏而跳動
只是 看到的 有多少真假 有多少虛僞 能分辨嗎?
重要嗎?

那司機便聯係到宗教
他說 他很崇拜宗教的哲學
他是無神論者 可他能看出宗教的真理
社會上 假如每五百 每一千個人
只有一個被感化了 只有一個沒變質了
宗教也會盡量去挽回那麽一個人
也會感到值得

還好吧...
下車時 不懂爲什麽 這司機講了一句話
就算以後感到孤獨 也不要難過哦~

嗯嗯
說真的
這司機 對 他以前是沒有讀什麽書 他的世界也許也只有那麽一個狹窄的空間
可他的人生觀 他的人生哲學 並不會比任何一個我在大學遇到的人遜色

一把未曾彈過的吉他
一只未曾玩過的遊戲
一幅未曾畫好的塗鴉
一座未曾整好的模型
一篇未曾寫好的文章
一間未曾整理的房間
一頓未曾吃完的晚飯
一套未曾看完的劇集

還有...

一些未曾兌現的承諾

... 你們 ... 還好嗎?

2009年10月31日星期六

Fictional realism

Saw this from one of the critics...
"The secret of writing successful fantasy fiction is not to make all things indeterminate and possible, but to alter only a single, isolated aspect of reality."
I don't know who said this, cause the author did not quote it, but it's safe to say that H.G. Wells mentioned something similar in the preface of Seven Famous Novels, cause that's where the author said he got the idea from. Anyway, it continues ...
"In other words, to be believable in producing this kind of fantasy one may write a 'what-if-pigs-could-fly' kind of story, but one needs to limit it exclusively to flying pigs. Introducing flying human beings, for example, would be to break the rules."
Well, it's kinda interesting, though it may not necessary be true. I mean, if this rule applies for almost every fictional story, then it will be kinda boring, right? Though I do tend to believe that it would be a lot easier for someone not so experienced in writing to write a fiction that consists only of one altered reality (not that it'll be easy, but easier at least). Oh well, it's always easier to learn realism before working on fantasies and imaginations...

Oh and erm, for that flying pigs part, what if someone looks like a pig and has a figure of a pig...? Will he or she be counted? ... interesting...

2009年10月19日星期一

Suicidal

The prof talked about 'Falk' by Conrad during today's modernism class. Knowing me, I wouldn't have read the text before hand... ok, I'm not slacking or what, and I did read through everything for previous lessons, but I seriously don't want to describe the state I am currently in, so please, spare me from such reoccurring torments...

Anyway, the prof talked about how the ship the main character was on got lost on the seas, and how the they ran out of food. Then the prof talked about how sailors started to commit suicide (including the captain). How one dude simply jumped off, and another dude let got of the ropes he is clinging on and stuff. Then the prof went on to talk about how the main character and another few started cannibalism, of which they've started eating their fellow deceased shipmates...

Well, nothing interesting here, eh? The thing is, I didn't read the story, so when the prof came to me and asked for my opinion... like always... (It's not that I'm a loner, but blame the fact that I'm the only male in a class of 30 for sitting alone...) ... and of course, having not read anything, I can only come up with something based on the professor's depictions. Well, this is what I said.

"When professor you are describing the sailors who committed suicide, one though struck me. When a sailor jumped into the sea, I can't help but think 'Ahhhh~ there goes another day's supply of food!'... and when another sailor jumped into the sea 'Noooooo~ another day's meal is gone!'... "

The professor labeled me with 'utilitarian' ....

Oh well, who said lit is boring?

Dread

Will keep this REAL short:

I DREAD WRITING

K, that's it for today~ =P

2009年10月15日星期四

After the Apocalypse

亂寫了個故事 (學校要求)... 見以後都唔會有機會用 所以我就放咗係呢度~

It was year 2381, five years after the baptising of Earth by the notorious Nuclear Apocalypse, of which it is an atrocity caused by the Nuclear War, or the Fourth World War, launched by both China and the United States, two of the strongest nations then. Of course, the whole world fell into a post-apocalyptic era as all nations disintegrated, be it formally or not, and most life forms, including humans, were annihilated. There were a certain fortunate few, such as myself, who managed to survive the apocalypse in underground facilities when the bombs fell, though not many had such an honour. Some, who were rather lucky, turned into ghouls after being directly exposed to radiations, and many others simply vanished. Settlements and communities were built, of course, as rapidly as they were being destroyed, though they are comprised mainly of scrap materials and ruins which have escaped the malevolence of the Nuclear War.

Two days had passed since I’ve started my journey to Elysium, currently one of the most populated human civilizations. Concrete and trash rubbles clattered under my feet as I dragged myself on. Scotching rays from the sun had taken away most of the pleasure of the journey, especially since there is no possible form of shelter anywhere as the surface of the Earth is both naked and bared. A little rain would be good, I thought, though the irritations caused by irradiated rain isn’t all that pleasing either. Other means of transportation is literally impossible. Not only is it because that nothing can possibly manoeuvre through these grounds, it is also a fact that fuels such as petroleum, too, ceased to exist after the Nuclear War as the whole world was set ablaze.

After another hour or so of walking, the façade of the gates to Elysium greeted me with solemnity. Elysium might be a community lain in ruins when compared to any form of architecture before the Nuclear Apocalypse, but none can dismiss the fact that this is the place with the most advanced form of human sophistication. The city is barricaded by scrap metallic plates in an irregular array. The houses too, as I realized soon enough, are being built with nothing more than scrap metals, of which they are shaped into something cubical and are erected intrinsically in a disorderly manner. Architecture here is different from where I came from, where most buildings are fortunate enough to still be standing, though barely, and habitation inside one is possible.

***

I located the inn as soon as I have familiarized myself with the city, a city with a population of around two hundred. A waiter greeted me as soon as I step inside the inn, a ghoul.

“Ah, a lone wanderer. What would you like?”

“Martini, please,” I said, and soon enough my curiosity got the better of me. “You’re something special, aren’t you?”

The ghoul smiled as he fetched my drink. Bright red defacements can bee observed from all of his visible skin. Eye sockets, nose, lips and ears are not visible features of his head, which took the shape of his skull. Hair, too, is scarce as only a few strands are visible. A minute or so passed and he came back with my drink.

“There’re not many of my kind around here. Not many of us are socially welcomed outside Underworld. I’m fortunate enough to have been offered a job by the keeper.”

Underworld is a city where communities of ghouls reside.

“Nah, you look fine,” I lied.

“Thank you,” the ghoul grinned. “We feel better that way, even if it’s just a lie… You know, many condemned our appearances, and it’s not pleasant at all. We were just unlucky when the bombs fell, and did not have the fortune to die. So… what brings you here?”

“I’m looking for someone,” I replied. “He has been involved in some projects a while back… and the Enigmatics is kind of against it.” The Enigmaticstics is a self-proclaimed government which appears after the Nuclear Apocalypse who owned one of the two remaining radio broadcasting stations. It should be noted that almost all forms of communications and media, be it wired or wireless, have disintegrated. Even as such, a few power plants miraculously survived the Nuclear War.

“The Enigmatics…” the ghoul spoke softly. “No one likes them, their egoism and pride, but no one really gives much of a thought about them. No one knows where they are, though I’ve heard that you can trace them with their radio wave.”

“Yes, I’ve heard about that.”

“Ah… But if you are seeking the Enigmatics, you should head for Paradise Lost and consult the brotherhood …”

The ghoul paused as his naked eyes gazed upon the silver pin on my collar.

“… I didn’t realize that you’re one of them… my deepest apologies…”

“It’s alright,” I replied as I emptied my glass. “How much was that? Oh and how much is it for one night?”

***

As soon as I’ve gotten my keys, I settled myself in my room. A vague sense of metallic and dusty stench filled the room. While making my preparations, I can’t help but to let my thoughts run wild. What has become of this world? The Nuclear Apocalypse came and gone, and everything should become tranquil once again, or at least this is what the destiny of humanity deserves. But no, chaos never ceased to reign and catastrophes never ceased to thrive. It’s pointless. Humanity has already lost everything and the rubble outside is more than enough to proof just that.

This is year 2381, five years after the Nuclear Apocalypse. Most life forms are annihilated and most human sophistications lies in oblivion, but not war.

2009年10月4日星期日

Random ppl

It's not that I don't like to make friends, else there won't be anyone to play L4D/CS with. And it's not that I don't like to talk to strangers, cause that's basic social interaction. But what I can't understand, or like, is someone adding me on msn, pretending that I am someone they know in real life but in fact I'm not, and tries to squeeze answers of those W questions from me. Well, that's what happened yesterday.

Ok, heres what happened. Someone added me on msn and started to pretend that I am someone who that particular person who has added me knows in real life. She said that she's a female, somehow, and I seriously don't care what her name is, since her add is so pathetically random. Anyway, she started babbling some nonsensical stuff, about how she got my msn and how I'm just putting on a facade when I'm saying I don't know her, though she gave up soon enough.

Well, I seriously didn't care, till the following day (today), she started asking for something relatively personal.

She started asking if I know Chinese.
I typed a few sentences in Chinese.

Then after a while, she asked for my picture.
I changed my msn display pic to one of my own photo.

Then she asked what sch I'm from.
I babbled my sch name (as if she knows...)

Then she asked if I have a gf...
I replied saying "No, cause I'm too ugly"

Then she asked for my phone number... ... ...
I said "no"
Then she said "I hate you" and threatens to block me
I replied "I don't mind"
and she blocked me.

Seriously, I felt nothing but gladness when she did that. I mean, seriously, what the heck happened? I've been blocked by some utter stranger saying that she hates me cause I refused to give my phone number out? Man... as if those commercial and advertisement calls aren't enough of a bother... Gosh... the ludicrousness of this world is really incorrigible...

2009年10月3日星期六

L4D2 ...?

Just saw a L4D2 pre-purchase poster on steam. Here's what they've written on it:

Left 4 Dead 2
Pre-purchase now and SAVE 10%!

PLUS:
-Early access to the demo
-Exclusive in-game baseball bat
-Be ready to play L4D2 the moment it is released on Nov 17th
Just wondering... how many of you feel that this kinda "promotion is attractive"? Oh and for your information, L4D2 is priced at 49.90 before the 10% off, and 44.90 after the 10%. ... ... ... Valve ... admit it, you guys are in tight financial situations, and you guys are desperate for money in any and every possible way...

2009年9月26日星期六

Games = Pain

Alright, since Davin said reading Chinese is far too troublesome, I think I gotta type this one in English, no matter how reluctant I am... Mmmm yea, just came back from a little walk. Got a new laptop. Well, come to think of it, it should be my 7th comp which I owned in my whole life. Oh well, if you count those DOS and windows 3.11 ones, that is.


Got some accessories and walked passed a game stall. Saw a few of the titles which I wanted: Resident Evil 5, Red Faction Guerrilla and Batman: Arkham asylum. People who knows me well enough will know what a game freak I am. Anyway, after around 1 second of mental struggle, I got all 3 of them for 800 HKD. Pretty cheap when I compare that to the pricing in steam, which adds up to around 140 USD (around 1100 HKD). So... 3 games down, 2 more to go (Assassin's creed II and bioshock 2... screw L4D2) Oh and the new Need for Speed (shift isit?) looks kind of promising. Undercover is crappy, though Most Wanted is pretty epic if you ask me. Not that Most Wanted rules or anything, but at least it's better than it's predecessors.

So currently, there's 3 great (currently) titles sitting beside me, while I am trying to work on the 2 presentations (both of them are kinda heavy) which are due on the day after and on Wednesday respectively... YES! I CAN FEEL THE PAIN! Man.... seriously, why can't they come out like a month earlier?! 2 or 3 days is all I need to clear 1 game... blehx .... T.T ... ... ...

Why is Batman:AA 18+ only?!?!?!

2009年9月14日星期一

陰盛陽衰

首先我得説明 我真的不懂該放什麽做標題
我懂這標題會有點噁心
可我真的... 江郎才盡了 (雖然我是沒有什麽才華喇...)


今天第一次上現代主義課
還好啦
全班 包括我 有三個男生
嗯 全班有大概三十個人吧?
其實算好了
不過唯一的問題就是
另外的兩名兄弟
都只是來坐坐的
並沒有真的選修這門課
他們說對這議題感有興趣
而且這段時間蠻空閒的
所以就來坐坐囖
所以 實際來説
全班只有我一個是男的......

救命吖!!!!!!!

發生什麽事了???!!!
班兄弟呢?!?!?!
我自己一個是生存不了的喇!!!
前晚去單挑然後全部被幹掉是嗎???
拜托...
上一次上課的時候還有大概十個八個男的吖...
真的...
突然覺得好可憐吖...
救命...

2009年9月10日星期四

八半

一想起要上八點半的堂
就會有片刻想起以前預科時候的情景
早上六點就要起床
七點得到學校
然後八點上課上到下午五六點
現在回想起來
在大學上八點半的課
其實算蠻好的喇
第一
我不是得連續十個小時上同一些苦悶的課
第二
八點半我也曾經上過
其實也不會怎麽地難受
只是早期罷了吧?
呵呵
這種回歸預科時候的感覺
其實也挺懷舊的啊
唯一希望的是
別再像預科時候那樣在堂上睡着了...

2009年9月9日星期三

Shesh

這世界自主權去了哪裏了?!
幹嗎我寫一些比較感傷的東西
就開始有人會來問我
"what's wrong?!" / "what happened?"
拜托...
一些感言而已喇...
一些爲了對得起自己而寫的話
是不是我一定要滿口粗話才算是正常?
是不是我動不動都要說 "去死了你" 或 "信不信我打死你" 才算正常?
好啦好啦
獨白其實也是一種自我反省的好方法哦~
其實吖
對自己說一大堆無釐頭的話
一些連自己都看不懂的個人哲學
其實蠻好玩的

而且 要怪就怪facebook喇
整天事無大小 有事沒事都會把握網誌的東東丟上去
所真的
我真的想把一些類似笑話的物體放在這
可這也未免太牽強 太奇怪了吧?
還是留著
等有機會見面的時候才講吧~

嗯嗯
不過我還是得感謝那些問了問 "發生什麽事" 的好友們
畢竟我沒想到小小的一篇 或幾篇 胡言亂語可以觸動到你們的反應
我不太會説話
不過
嗯嗯嗯
真的很謝謝
=D

2009年9月8日星期二

好人?

好人 其實 都挺難做

好多時候...
... 沒有人會理會你所做的一切
... 沒有人會認同你所幫的忙
... 沒有人會感謝你那無謂的付出
... 沒有人會明白其實你可以不幫
甚至 ... 沒有人會察覺到你的存在 ...

不過
若果我會因此而變得虛假 變得現實 變得爆燥
我做不到
對 沒人看得到
對 沒人會理會
但 我還是會盡力去幫我自行認爲應該幫的
還是會做我自己應該做的

不 我並不認爲我是好人還是什麽
我只是讓我的潛意識帶領我自己
抱歉 我從來都不認爲我聰明
所以我不懂得分辨對與錯 是與非

若果我連那麽一點事都不幫
抱歉 我做不到

2009年9月7日星期一

多年以後...

...還會像這樣聚在一起嗎?
...還會記得彼此的蹤影嗎?
...還能擁有那無邪笑聲嗎?

...還是已懂得虛僞現實了?

開學了~!


又開學了~!
新的一年
新的同學
新的學係
不過說真的
我從來都不喜歡改變
就算是某些避不了的變化
也只會靠時間來淡化
所以我不擅與跟不太熟的人溝通
也不太喜歡做某些新鮮事
雖然我自己本身的適應力並不差
但我也需要時間去慢慢了解
我真的不是那種見了一兩次面就可以暢談的
慢慢摸索對方舉止與談吐的習慣
我才會放膽去開口

所以我也應該會慢些才交到朋友吧?
不過
避不了的啦
還是準備開學吧~~~

2009年9月1日星期二

guitar~

Trying to pick up my guitar skills again
Got a replacement for the broken 5th string
Been HELL LONG since I've played
Its all back to zero...
and my fingers hurts (left hand) after a few hours of practice
...wth...

2009年8月31日星期一

Childhood...?

Just wondering, did I ever write about my kiddie days? I don't mean the days when I'm an idiot for no reason or whatsoever. I mean the days of my primary school and stuff. I guess I didn't talk much about my primary school days, eh? Oh well, perhaps I really should write a bit on that.

Hmm... where should I start? Maybe I'll start with my living environment. First and foremost, my dad has two apartments, all thanks to my mom. One of it is in Kowloon, and the other, Southern Hong Kong island, beside my school. So I will mostly be talking about the one in Hong Kong isle, cause I've stayed there for at least 5 days a week. Yea... Well, anyway, I have never considered myself someone who lived in poverty or something, and I will get lectures from my dad if I ever mention something like that. But the thing is, my living environment during my primary school days is ... well ... lacking. A lot of typical metropolis sophistication, such as electronic gadgets, cannot be found in my home. Well, my primary school days lasted from somewhere mid 90's to the end of 90's, so during that era, it's quite typical for families to have some sort of entertainment and domestic electronics at home. Not my case. Alright, lets count what's there in the apartment which I lived in. Fridge... Radio... Telephone... some books in simplified Chinese which my mom got from some sales .... and basically that's it. It's true, there's no television, no computer, no comics, no toys...

It's not that bad, cause I still have a telephone (in the living room) and a radio. Yea, so basically, each night, apart from some dull and dry and travail homework, its radio tune-ins. The reason my mom gave me (and my dad to a certain extend) for not installing a TV is cause it will distract my studies (and for heaven's sake my age was like single digit then). As for comics, its bad for my eyes (but I have close to 900 degrees myopia now ... so its ineffective after all) and it will distract my studies as well. And toys, well, seriously I don't remember the reason for throwing away my toys ... ah yes, cause they will affect my studies as well (recycling of the same o' lame of an excuse...) I used to have a game boy, those big and old and black and white ones, but my mom threw it away cause, again, it will affect my studies. Strange enough, my grades aren't all that great in class. I'm always near the bottom in terms of class positioning. My grades started to improve only during the later years of my secondary schooling, of which I had my own comp, comics, toys (well, not much then), and television of course. So what does all these banning and restriction do? Well, to make my life as freaking miserable as possible.

Things aren't really that better in class. The thing is, I used to cry a lot. And I mean A LOT. Erm... typically once per every other day? This kind of habit left only after I reach junior college (which is like secondary 5/Pre-U 1). Well, I admit it, people don't like dudes who cry (as if I can help it), so people normally pick on me simply for the sake of it. I won't hold grudges cause it's pointless, but hey, all that I can say is, that's life. Seriously, my childhood reminds me of Nobita from Doraemon. A dude who always cries, always being picked on, and screws up almost every other thing he tries to do. Blehx, sounding kinda pessimistic here, eh?

Anyway, yea, the world is unfair. It always is and it will always be. Nevertheless, when it's unfair, why was it biased against me? WAS, and I'm not complaining about anything current, though I still believe that things can be fairer...

2009年8月27日星期四

:-)

已經不是工程學係的學生了。看著那班(算是)舊同學在趕他們的畢業專題作業時,心裏真的有一種感概,跟一絲的悲哀。他們真的挺努力的。趕工的趕工,採購的採購,找資料的找資料(也有一兩個頽廢的頽廢)。眼看他們就要畢業了,這幾天都會聯想到爲什麽我會浪費多一年的時間來追求別的學科。

說實話,我會堅持轉科是有我的原因的,而肯定不止一個。我會常常跟人說不喜歡或不想讀來做藉口。對,是藉口。皆因原因實在太多了,多到我自己都記不起某些。其實,我的確是對這一門學科沒有興趣,可這也並不代表著我的執著和我的爛成績。

其實我很討厭數學。一來我自己不喜歡那種埋頭苦幹的東西。自從高考以來,我就明白到數學是一定要埋頭苦幹的,而當你閉關修行的時候,你真的會與世隔絕。這感覺真的很爛。可這不是唯一不喜歡數學的原因。其實,可能我說出來會每人相信,可我真的,真的,真的很討厭抄功課。還記得有一次在小學的時候我抄了一次功課,就那一次。被老師發現了。老師沒有罵我,而是帶著一種悲哀的語氣對我說:“我寧可你跟我講你沒有做,我也不想你抄功課。”說完,她就走了,也沒有罰我什麽。真的,這種語氣和這句話真的會烙印在心裏。所以從中一開始我就沒抄過功課了。中學還好啦,看見別人抄功課,還是別人問自己拿功課來抄的時候,我都無所謂的。因爲反正他們的功課,就算是交了,也不會影響到會考跟高考的成績。他們不做事他們的問題,我也懶的理他們。可上了大學就不同了。所有功課都有算分的。我承認,我自己做的話我不確定我會拿到什麽樣的分數,甚至某些我真的不會做。可我身邊的人,全部還是一樣地抄,什麽都是抄。那些自私的傢伙就別提了,可全世界都是在抄功課。

有一次,當我見我的附屬教授的時候,我便跟他提起:“我不想讀工程了。全世界都是在抄功課。”然後那教授(名字就別提了)便跟我說:“對,他們的確是抄功課,這世上也不可能有一個制度可以壓制這些。但他們抄功課,最起碼他們及格,而你有嗎?” 這番話聼了之後,真的會覺得人生再也沒有什麽光彩了…… 嗯,還記得我進來這大學的時候第一志願是放化學,第二是放電腦科學的(好像只放了兩個)。至於爲什麽會給我電子,我就真的沒頭緒了。可因爲這教授所說的,我,真的,不想再讀跟數學或科學有關係的東西了……真的厭倦了。所以,第一年的時候,我便嘗試用我高考的成績來報讀港大,可最終都沒被錄取(因爲我已經是大學生了)。還記得有個朋友收到通知書,說只要高考兩個B就可以入港大社會科學學院了。當時我真的很想說:“若你進不了,讓給我吧,我夠,我夠分!” 算了,不是我的永遠都不會是我的。所以第二年的時候我便計劃了一些轉主修的計劃。

嗯,其實讀什麽真的是命運的安排跟作弄吧?一開始的時候,我真的沒想過我會想讀英文。文科呢,在新加坡給別人的感覺也是挺爛的吧?可來到香港就真的不同了。回想起在我校這幾年,真的,是運氣牽引著我。要不是那天剛好看到某科英文有位,要不是跟那教授談了一些,要不是那教授叫我再讀多一科,我,真的,可能也進不來這學係了。

2009年8月21日星期五

-.-

-.-
真的
我個blog好似死下死下咁
可能需要換下個theme吧?

2009年8月20日星期四

我似...?

前幾日同班小同聚了一聚
我同佢地講話我轉咗去讀文科
有人講 : 你個樣似係讀文科既人
我似...?
講真
我自己無權話我自己似咩
但若果要我話我自己似咩
我會話我似一個連大學都入唔到
似一個遊手好閒一無是處既人
點解?
似 唔代表示係
我似咩
其實係越奇怪越好
咁當我可以顯出否定那些論點既野既時候
我所霸佔的記憶碎片便會更大塊
=D

被tag了?

大家都應該知道facebook是何物了吧?
最近有某些相片
是什麽 不說了
有一堆 幾乎有我人頭的我都被tag了
至於另外一堆 幾乎所有人都被tag了 除了我

其實感覺蠻奇怪的
也可以說是挺矛盾的
第一堆 我好想說
哇靠 一個小白痴在那裏不懂幹嗎
做麽要tag我呢?
第二對 我也好像說
爲什麽全世界都被tag了
除了我
是我被遺忘了嗎?
還是... ?
嗯 還好吧
沒什麽特別感覺的
可能我是那種總是會對現狀不滿的人吧
若是把我遺忘了
最好這輩子我都聼不到你們的消息
那會好過一點
嗯嗯
有開始有點情緒化了
哈 不懂幹嗎
這一陣子都是這樣

2009年8月18日星期二

=/

我承認 我並非聰明 Mensa不應該收我
我承認 我脾氣很怪 會有朋友已經是奇跡
我承認 我知識淺薄 世界上有太多事我真的不懂
我承認 我野心很大 常常會設些無可能的目標
我承認 我喜歡裝酷 到頭來只會讓人更加討厭
我承認 我懶惰得很 努力只是一種愚蠢的掩飾
我承認 我語文不好 錯字錯詞錯文法總是與我圍繞
我承認 我是個白痴 做什麽都只會帶來麻煩



我 就是我

2009年8月16日星期日

Been long... ?

Been quite a while since I've written something here... two months to be exact =D Well, first of all, in case some of you didn't know, I'm studying literature. As for reasons being, talk to me in private if you want to know =D .... and for heaven's sake, stop calling me lit prof, I'm no where near that kinda standards........

Anyway, yea, got the feel of orientation. How retarded we have to be, well, I think I will leave it there. Did a module on Buddhism and, hell, I am pleading anyone who bothers to read this, don't ever take anything religious... a B for an essay based module... seriously.... And I hate cod...

Yep, thats bout it. Nothing much has gone on for the past months.

2009年6月12日星期五

Left 12 Dead

Most of you must have heard of the game Left 4 Dead. It's a simple co-operational game which 4 survivors, or players, are put up against a horde of zombies of various kinds. Simple? Well, here's the deal. The number of survivors are increased to various numbers such as 8, 12, 16 or more. Same map, same game, same guns. Nonetheless, it triples the number of survivors, triples the bullet, triples the amount of zombies and triples the fun. Maybe this sounds like some kind of world war 2 games, such as day of defeat, where the enemy now are zombies. Well, that's not exactly false, since the game is designed for 4 players cap, though now we have a chaotic rush of players from one safe room to another. Reminds you of the epic team fortress series. Oh and did I mention that most of these servers are in expert or advanced level? So it means that you'll have to watch out for friendly fire as well, and when tank comes, run like hell.

To search for custom servers, simply type "openserverbrowser" in console and filter the servers according to the amount of players inside/allowed. There are other special servers such as minigun mod (where u can build miniguns) and infinite ammo.

Players in the safe room (in spec)
War-like, eh?
One for all, all for one
When you are incapacitated, you are never alone
Climb climb climb~
A strong sense of Team fortress

This is what happens when a boomer burst

2009年5月20日星期三

L4D vs KF

L4D = Left 4 Dead, KF = Killing Floor
Both of them are zombie killing games which can be found in Steam.

L4D: the most irritating sound comes from the pipe bomb, which draws zombies toward it.
KF: the most irritating sound comes from the trader, which sounds like a mistress in front of a brothel (no offense but it really sounds like it to me) and draws all the players toward her. (try not to look at the portrait and you'll get what I mean)

L4D: Either you must travel around (campaign, versus) or you are stuck at a puny map which, even if you move around, you hardly call it traveling
KF: Travel or camp, your choice

L4D: Free guns at certain spots
KF: from the trader: "guns don't grow on trees"

L4D: You have characters of different age, gender, race, occupation... it's a harmonious society~
KF: All military men. Who cares? We are here to kick zombie asses!

L4D: There are special infected and normal horde
KF: All infected are special

L4D: You have bots for your teammate if you don't have 4 human players. Every game is like a movie (rerun).
KF: No bot teammates. No movies or stories. Only your team and the zombies on the stage.

L4D: You don't have to care what's behind, it's the past.
KF: You weld your own doors and make your own maze.

L4D: USD $44.99
KF: USD $14.99

2009年5月13日星期三

過幾個鐘又要考試了
不需準備
兩個小時
又是寫文
不懂爲什麽自從進了這間學校后就有一種對文章的興趣
啊~ 又想起那個某某某的通識 aka General Paper
繙了繙那本習題簿
看了看那些例文
噢~ 發現自己有很多想跟那作者鬥嘴的衝動哦
以前一直以爲他們寫得超好
現在突然覺得他們的觀念好老套 好舊 好悶
真的一點創意都沒有
拜托 這些應該是某某某老師寫的吧
自己突然默認了自己的想法比他們精彩和有創意多了
再繙了繙
真的很想罵自己笨呐...
爲什麽那麽簡單的科目我以前也可以考不好???
我以前的現實感應該跟現在大同小異哦
幹嗎以前每一次要寫文就好像世界末日似的呢
現在看見這些題目
這些例題
這些所謂的範文
真的覺得我又浪費了自己幾分鐘的時間了

2009年5月6日星期三

開工啦~~~

有來到得開工的時候了~
久違的一切已經等得迫不及待了吧?
就讓這一次 最後一次
呈現我的能力與一切
實現對自己的約定
只不過這次我應該不會再上載某某某東西來讓大家欣賞了吧
還是沉默比較好~

2009年4月23日星期四

有睇開老夫子既都應該會記得呢段對白吧

武松: 他們是我救命仙人!
大番薯: 我們不是仙人!
老夫子: 我們只是凡人!
武松: 可是我親眼看到法術!
老夫子: 我跟你解釋, 我們不是這個時代的人, 我們是你們的後代, 座一種機器來到現在... 你明白嗎?
武松: ???
老夫子: 也就是說... 我們是變出來的, 我們是遊客! 我們的時代用電力! 二十世紀就是你們的未來...
武松: ????
老夫子: 秦先生換你來説!
大番薯: 他們不會明白的! 我都不明白!
秦先生: 我? 我...
好啦! 我來同你講!
朋友! 我! 新時代人! 你! 舊時代人! 明白啦? 秦始皇你知道啦! 他比你舊! 我也姓秦! 但係無親戚關係! 哪! 劉邦, 唐明皇就比你們舊, 而你們有比我們舊, 再説乾隆他就比你們新, 當然我們比乾隆更新了... 我們呢! 係科學時代, 連五臟六腑都可以換新, 我們是新潮的產物! 流綫型的! 因爲新的東西很多... 我們就要上學學很多東西... 所以在學校就得上這些無聊的化學, 物理, 代數, 每次都打瞌睡, 每次都考一個又一個又圓又大的鴨蛋... 成績不好會找不到工作, 假如不會電腦根本像文盲一樣! 每天... 都要... 我們時代的人類要到月亮去訪問嫦娥! 在太空要發掘更多的資料! 爲了生存, 我們要坐火箭到宇宙去! 用極大的科學力量! 做出更好的... 魚蛋雲吞麵... 然後是狂牛症, 循環利息, 恐怖份子, 綁票勒贖, 臭氧層破洞, 生態破壞, 生化武器... ... 跟著彗星撞地球...
乒碰!
乒碰!
啪!
地球張嘴一笑
世界末日就到
然後就大吉利是!
(咚! 秦先生暈咗)

2009年4月22日星期三

這幾天在忙著寫一篇關於否定神的文章
當然 我並非對任何宗教有什麽不滿
也並非對任何信仰有非自然的想法
不過有某些定論也許也蠻對的
首先 當死亡已經不再是恐懼的源頭
而死亡變成人生的一部分的時候
而向神明祈禱也沒用的時候
人們是否得繼續祈禱著呢?
而且當同伴逐一被惡勢力吞噬的時候
人們是否得繼續相信這這些與生存無關的信念呢?
死亡並不只是這些否定的源頭
如果這個世界上唯一存在著的只是虛無
如果仁義道德變成了生存的絆腳石
如果語言已經不能傳達人們的概念與理論
如果天擇與犧牲是生存的唯一道路
那信念又能做什麽呢

算了 太深奧了
連自己也搞不懂
也許很多人會講這些是上天給與人們的試驗
雖然奪取上百萬人的性命的測試也未免太過分了吧...
哦 剛剛看漫畫的時候也發現了幾句蠻有趣的話

"若果你是上帝製造的 那就是上帝對你的粗製濫造"
"你的聲音連上帝製造的雞也比不上啊!"

=D

2009年4月16日星期四

上次那一篇文我用了死亡和不朽做題材
寫得不太好吧?
可能是因爲我對詩還有點恐懼和陌生
而且我還沒有讀過一字頭的科目呢
現在一跳就跳到三字頭的...
是我在玩弄自己
還是要挑戰自己的極限
我自己真的也搞不懂
也許這些文不能當作是比賽的吧
概念已經超越了我應有的水平了
所以這也不必講了
現在的問題也許只是要表達得更清楚
也得表達的更簡單
可是也不能從中變得單調
不是一朝一日能練出來的吧
嗯, 功力方面就這樣算了
至於題目方面我也想好了
就寫關於恐懼吧
用猶太文學來寫就最好不過了
大屠殺的恐懼或許只有他們才了解
與無原因的死亡的邊緣擦肩而過
也許那種感覺和經歷才能顯示出恐懼的真諦吧
唯一的問題就只是在於這篇文也得跟宗教有關
所以現在我應該去讀一讀聖經的舊約吧
唉... 讀完基督就得讀猶太, 下個學期還有佛學...
真的好像變成了在讀宗教...

無聲

我記得我預科一的時候
化學老師曾經講過
考試一個月之前生病是最好的時候
因爲那就可以肯定你考試時不會病
嗯, 還有一個多星期就考試了
這時候先來病也許晚了點吧?
雖然我很多時覺得自己並非一個很會埋怨的人
而且也覺得自己在某方面的忍耐力也是蠻強的
但這並不代表著我是一個不説話的人
事實上這些應該是相反的吧?
很多時候都會對身邊的人講一些無聊的話
生病了也很自然而然地變成口中的話題了囖
可是就是因爲病了, 喉嚨很難出聲
嗯, 唱歌就不必說了
我也默認了我自己唱歌超難聽
但連講話都會結巴的...
其實也是挺無奈的吧
是痰作怪也好
是喉嚨自己不爭氣也罷
其實這些原因不太重要吧?
因爲就算我了解了事實的發展
了解了喉嚨到好似被針插的原因
這也並非代表著我能從中尋找出醫治既方法
所以這些並非重要囖
只要瘋狂地吞葯就行了吧?
話説回來
可能是因爲我的性格是那種不喜歡把自己的想法藏在心裏的吧
因爲不能把心裏頭的聲音說出來其實也蠻痛苦的
把自己心中的話曡在一起
有時候也會產生一種怕它們會被遺忘的恐懼
雖然每一句都並非重要
但那些奇怪的概念, 每一句所蘊藏著的信念
也許沒什麽人能理解吧
這些其實也沒有什麽哲學或之類的東西喇
說自己想說的話
做自己想做的事
世界就是那麽的簡單
一次不成, 下次再來
機會不在也沒什麽好遺憾的吧
說不出來的話語就暫時讓它們沉默這一陣子好了

2009年4月10日星期五

Hairless

Shaved my head today.
Well, its a lot more cooling than I though.
Oh and you still have to wash your head with shampoo =/
And the hair grow pretty fast, it has only been 1 day and its already 1mm long
Hmm, maybe I should sleep more, so that it can grow faster
Ah well, who cares?


Wanna see? Next time, not now =P

2009年4月8日星期三

我, 我 和 我~!

夏天就到了, 長頭髮既時候已經漸漸遠離
從年頭就已經有那麽一個念頭:
我要剃頭~!
我自己也不懂爲什麽有那麽一個可算是極端的想法
不過總覺得頭髮長也會是一個煩惱吧?
剃之前, 拍些相來留念先~
不過我不知爲何
在某些相裏我超像個女的哦...
大概是因爲我頭髮長而皮膚又白吧?
不過算了啦, 剃光頭之後就不會像了!



















2009年4月6日星期一

問卷 - 續


Isn't the force of the online population a scary thing? Been created a little quiz on facebook for like 3 days and 17 thousand people have taken it. There isn't a need for advertisement or anything. I just start doing the quiz myself, and one or two person starts to follow. Everything then starts to propagate and tada, there comes 17 thousand people. Of course, not everyone liked it, though there are definitely credits in looking into why the Internet is such a strong driving force.

Well, actually it isn't hard to create something that is popular. First and foremost, its easiest to borrow ideas and ideals from somewhere. This little quiz I've based on death note (well, needless to say, look at my blog and you'll know why). This series on ethics of death is quite popular in both manga reading and anime watching societies alike, even though I wrote the quiz in Cantonese. Well, these ideas aren't really original, though you can always write whatever you want in the quiz under the name of the series, right?

Perhaps another thing which is worth mentioning is that its most appropriate to have some catchy answers for the quiz. It's true that there aren't much to comment about, but your imagination is always yours. So I guess you can put a little sense of humor and sarcasm here and there to enchant your little quiz's answers. After all, people tends to post their answer on their profile and put a little sarcasm of their own. Well, that's the interne's trends, so don't ask me why, I am solitude of it.

One minor little other thing is that the results from such quizes are highly inaccurate, so its most probable not to take it in any serious manner. Oh well, not my problem.

2009年4月4日星期六

問卷

Facebook 永遠都有自己的 "風"
之前有一陣子有好多人玩什麽蠱惑仔
我都有玩=D
現在還在玩=D
然後再有一段時間好多人tag公仔相
無人tag我, 所以我無tag人
就算有人tag我, 我都唔會tag人
因爲覺得無聊
然後有一段好長好長的時間
Facebook民 (簡稱 Face民 又或者非民)
整天都在寫什麽notes既問卷
我好似有玩過下
不過又係無tag人
而現正在流行一種阿application的問卷
天底下什麽問題都有
就算天上的問題都會有
問題真的是七奇八怪
不過有好似都幾好玩
所以我都有玩
不過玩了玩, 又覺得好多問卷質數太低了
所以便開始自己寫問卷
別見怪, 我自己的功力也是零
那至於我寫什麽問卷呢?
你見到我個網誌所用的主題就知道啦~
當然是同死亡筆記有關係的東東~
有興趣吧?
有的話去玩玩 =D

http://apps.facebook.com/q-cieijcpjfitrsztqz

2009年4月1日星期三

It's april fool~!

It's April Fool again~!
There's Nothing much interesting this year though...
Perhaps except for those pile of homework in front of me.
Doesn't it strikes anyone odd that how boring and uncreative April Foll has always been?
I mean, little minor pranks here and there and everyone called it a day.
School and companies should send out retrenchment and expel letters.
Of course all these will be unethical, though it will be highly interesting.
Or maybe the government can play a part to make all these a wee bit more interesting.
Like cutting the power for 10 minutes so that everyone will have something about this "dark" April fool to remember about.
Oh wait, I guess those businesses will have a lot to complain, and I can't type my blog either.
Yea... that won't do... ...
Well, came across a few of Gandhi's quotes a few days ago while on a gunner job which I hope is the last.
You must be the change you want to see in the world.
There is a sufficiency in the world for man's need but not for man's greed.
Mahatma Gandhi
Alright, there's really nothing much to it as they are pretty self explanatory.
Well, I cam across the second one first so I think I will trash talk about it for a bit.
Sounds like some sort of apocalypse huh?
I mean, everyone is greedy more or less.
I admit it, I am greedy to some extend, though I hope its less when compared to most (I don't want to know).
And many people will simply say that it's natural when they come to an inner struggle of greed.
Don't you always?
Perhaps it's humane to be greedy?
And ethical too?
Or perhaps not?
Well, it's not that I know much of it.
Nor am I anyone to comment on such.
But nonetheless there are still credits in thinking of these kind of matters.
It's the nature of every human to try to be better than those around.
That's why there's schools.
And that's why meritocracy is a success in most schools, if not all.
And meritocracy is also a success when implemented in working sectors as well.
So perhaps we can say that greed is what shaped the world today?
Or even that the world today is driven by greed?
I mean, if there's no greed, the economy will not be that robust.
And the economical recession will not happen if there's not that kind of economy to start with.
There won't be that many people out there being rats in a ridiculous race.
There will never be technology (you will never want an ipod and apple will never want your $).
So basically, this world is greed driven.
But then, if that's the case then the world will never be enough.
I mean, there's not enough for everyone's greed.
Oh well, greed is the driving force of most capitalist states.
Communist economy is something of the past right?
Even China is having a capitalist economy.
Though there are still a reluctant few.
Such as North Korea.
But look at the food shortages there.
There's not even enough for needs, so so much for greed.
Which means apocalypse is coming huh?
Oh well, as long as it's not zombie filled like what it looks like in Left 4 Dead then I think it's alright.
Everything have to end.
So much for it.
As for the first quote, it really is nostalgic.
We must be the change.
Hmmm...
Kind of profound here huh?
It means that we have to acquire the skills to remould the item we wanted a change?
Or does it means that we have to be unified with changes?
Perhaps simply being a part of changes will do, though we have the responsibility to ensure that it is going on the right path.
Everyone is changing I guess.
I am.
So are you.
So have you found the change you wanted dearly yet?

2009年3月31日星期二

再無下次了!

真的受夠了!
幫人替槍真難...
要不然是答應了人家
我也應該會中途放棄吧
一篇兩千字的文也得寫整個星期
拜托... 一整個星期呢...
原來幫人寫東西是那麽難的
而且那種平時有的滿足感也消失了
只有那種做完了就算的得過且過感覺
這次真的收山了!
不過認識我的你們不用慌
我也是照樣會為你們改文跟給意見的
不過要我整篇文一手包辦的話就免了
... 以後真的真的...
... 不會再做槍手...

2009年3月24日星期二

Quote of the Month

CH 說:man
CH 說:being a gunner sucks
Eden 說:lol running low on ammo?
CH 說:just tiring
CH 說:words are my bullets
CH 說:i will never run low on them
Eden 說:lol that sounds like a "quote of the month" you can put on your blog

Well, Eden said that this should be the quote of the month.
@ 24/3/2009 20:10

"Words are my bullets. I will never run low on them."


... sounds lame...

2009年3月20日星期五

Nostalgic... yeah, so?

Maybe I'm not the only one who gets this kind of sentiments. Somehow, I believe everyone wanted to relive a certain part of their lives. Same goes with me. It's not that I want to time travel or anything, but at the very least let those fading memories be more vivid. I won't say that I am someone who is outspoken or anything near that, but there's always these ideas and methodologies which starts to self manipulate whenever some conversation or exchanging of ideas is triggered somewhere. It can be some lousy broadcast from the news, most of which I have the habit of mouthing vulgarities, or perhaps some newspaper article, which I hate reading since newspapers are more editor orientated than reader. It can even be some eavesdropping from anyplace, and most of the time I need at least some efforts to keep myself from saying the word 'idiots' out loud. Pardon me if I seem nonsensical like I always do, but the professor promised in class to give out essay questions this afternoon and he utterly forgot about all that again. Great...
Where were we? Oh yea, the part on eavesdropping. Perhaps I am born with this kind of weird, or uncommon at least, ability to think of anything and comment on anything that's under the sky, literally, since I know nuts about outer space... maybe I used to since there are loads of Chinese astronomical books lying around the house, though I must have forgotten about it all. Anyway, whenever these kind of weirdo ability comes up, which is normally anytime, I will spend time thinking of the matter of concern. Oh well, not really much of a concern since it wouldn't have anything to do with me, but it's still fun to ponder about things that are pretty much random and debatable. Yep, perhaps the phrase self-debate is pretty much appropriate here. So whenever these kind of weird stream of consciousness triggers in my brain, most likely caused by some off charts chemical reaction though I won't really care, I will go on thinking for hours, thoroughly most likely not days unless its kind of personal and important. You can call these spacing out or day dreaming, call it whatever you like. But after a few rounds of mental debates, the conclusion which pops up at the back of my brain is always not something which I would have thought of from the beginning. So this links back to the topic. I've always wanted to live every part of my life again. Yep, just to bring all these debating results and pointers back to my former self so I can at least make a clearer stand.
This kinda effect always happens, mostly during some everyday chat or everyday discussion. Oh and after handing in assignments, essays that is, too. Though it is quite pointless to think about these kind of possibility of reliving any moment. I've forgotten from where, but there's once where a psychologist said that even if somehow everything were to occur again, at any time and any place in the past, the exact same thing will happen again. True or not, I'm not sure, but I don't want to debate it at the back of my head. Why? Well, I'm just plain lazy~

話都沒說 就快又一個學期了
期中考都查不都考完了
上學年的血債
今年還得多少就多少吧
過了這幾個月
又會是另外一個交叉點
希望這一次能選的人會是我吧
有某某某些東東我也挺想做的
不過 最重要的是起碼讓我離開這個人間地獄
太誇張了吧?
不以爲然吧...
畢竟這個空間的存活率都低得很
是地獄沒錯了啦
只要跑路得了
只要不用再看到我最討厭的那一堆東西
應該也算是升仙了
這幾天跟平常一樣
不愛説第一句話的習慣又出現了
很多次想開口說
很多次想表達
可是口總是結結巴巴的
開不了口
只在那裏做個旁觀者
有時候躲在這世界的一角
聆聽著風的脈搏
管擦著草的舞姿
也未免是件坏事
可也總得開開口吧
想吃了黃蓮塘一樣的...
算了啦
把所有的思緒都灌進來這裡
也可以說是對自己的一個交待吧
話説起來
今天應該出第二份文的題啊...
唉... 又是另外一批債要還的...

2009年3月13日星期五

遊戲

每套遊戲都有自己的規則, 自己既玩法. 進入這遊戲就是玩家, 就要以遵守這規則和玩法的前提下求存. 當然, 每套規則都有自己的灰色地帶. 而尋找這灰色地帶會是某些玩家的使命, 因爲也許這就是到此遊戲的天堂的捷徑. 也許沒段旅程都是一個遊戲. 小學是, 中學是, 大學也是. 要生存, 就好認識裏面的灰色地帶, 認定那些可做, 那些不可做. 因爲每個遊戲都有到達終點的最快捷經. 是衝殺也好, 行捷徑也好, 用編程都好, 只要不犯規, 任何方法都可以成爲天堂的必經之路.

文何價?

以前總會覺得自己沒有什麽專長
總會覺得有今天都可能沒明天
也許這種心態已經在這繁忙的年頭給弄丟了
但最讓自己意想不到的是
以前自己最爛的技能 最爛的科目
竟可能成爲我賺第一塊錢的技能
也許所收的錢不多 區區那幾百塊
根本就不足以掛齒
但是有誰能夠理解成經因爲一科語文而入不到大學
成經給所有老師指名說爛到無可救藥的廢物學生
竟然可以以那一科為本而第一次賺錢
雖然錢不多 但這也可能是最讓人意想不到的吧?
會考跟高考的時候, 最爛的科目可以說是這個英文了
而回想過去 自己的語文程度又有進步了多少呢?
怎麽想也覺得現在跟以前的我並非判若兩人吧
也是同一個身軀, 同一個靈魂
怎會不一樣呢?
也許世界就是那麽的奇怪
現在的強, 可能是日後的無能
以前的弱, 可能會是現在的皇
一篇千多字的文 別所是幫人寫那麽誇張啦
就連自己做完自己那一篇已經很了不起了啦
現在不但要顧自己那份
還得幫一大堆人做
是以前的或或許已經頭暈了
不過一篇屁話會值幾百塊
算了啦 現在又不是投稿
只是常常賺錢的滋味而已
又可以幫到那一堆懶蟲
何樂而不爲呢?

回想過去 確認現在
最困難的挑戰會有最充實的收穫
張不可能的任務化爲可能
這也許是自我進步的必經之路

2009年3月8日星期日

A thousand and two hundred word essay

A a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a.

好像很久沒用中文來寫些什麽了吧
這幾天突然覺得自己寫東西的次數變多了
無論是學校需要交的文章也好
是那些英文文學的所謂論文也好(所謂論文... 哪有真的論文會是千多字那麽少的?)
甚至是哪一堆幫別人寫的屁話
幫別人改的文都好
都總是離不開寫文章這幾個字
拜托, 我的文筆也不見得會有一種非同凡響的吸引力囖...
也只不過是凡夫俗子一個
寫的文也寥寥得很
幹嗎整天牽著我要我幫你們寫東寫西的?
真的搞不懂呢...
寫一兩千個字而已嘛
根本沒什麽值得鼓舞的
所以我整天說
如果你打一千次 "a ", 然後再加個句號
你就會有一個一千字的文章了啦
就是那麽簡單嘛
所以說字數是沒意義的囖
寫得多, 只能說你屁話比較多
其他就沒了
屁話多也不代表你成績會好得那裏去
算了吧
以後有什麽跟作文有關的東東
別來找我了!

2009年3月4日星期三

Deadline...?

One of my uni friend once said that university is about meeting deadlines. Well, I seriously doubted his theory as deadlines has never been an issue to me. Nevertheless, first time ever in uni, I am facing this certain deadline here which looks a bit too unreasonable. 2 days to hand in 6 maths questions??? The prof seriously think that we are some kinda gifted child programme or whatsoever eh? Seriously, for those who simply copy homework, it won't make a difference for them. But for those who does their homework honestly, they can seriously consider pointing their middle fingers at the prof and say "you suck!".

2009年2月21日星期六

A little poem

I felt a funeral, in my brain (#280) — Emily Dickinson

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading — treading — till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through —

And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum —
Kept beating — beating — till I thought
My Mind was going numb —

And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space — began to toll,

As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race
Wrecked, solitary, here —

And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down —
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing — then —





Somehow, Dickinson knows how one feels while studying her poems. I mean, who would feel a funeral in their brain apart from studying? Writing an essay on this isn't easy, and yes, my mind is going numb~!!!

2009年2月20日星期五

Ouch... ?

Goth has never been a like of mine (though it might not have been quite apparent), and I am quite certain that most of us, if not all, doesn't like losing blood or getting cut up for absolutely no reason, or perhaps even if there are adequate reasons behind it. Though I must say, accidents and incidents do happen (its the former this time), and at times unnecessary blood will be lost. Well, to cut it short, somehow there's a cut on my right leg and apparent as it is, there is blood. The cut's about 1 and a half inch, or 4 cm, pretty shallow and ... hey, why am I writing all these crap??? Well, the picture will speak for itself.





This little spray on bandage stops the blood pretty well. Hmmm, nice little invention by elastoplast. It also says on the bottle: "One solution for all minor cuts and scrapes. Seals out water, dirt and bacteria." Hmmm... I won't call a cut that is over an inch wide 'minor', would I?

2009年2月12日星期四

A typical day @ sch

Was playing around with my phone and realised that there are some photos inside which I've utterly forgotten. Well, think I'll post them here for the sake of it =P
Queue at school bus stop (intra school bus). Yep, the school is so inconvinent that you can only move around by bus, or else you can stink from sweat for the whole day. One simple question. Where is the bus? Well, the truth is that this queue is so retarded long that the buses are on the opposite side of this light blue structure, which so happens to be the only link between the outside world and the school - train station.
Lesson time. Well, for some unkown reason, everyone looks interested. Though I'm not, or I believe that I'm not. Why? Cause if not this picture will not exist.

A little path near the woods called 小橋流水. Heard that there are many snakes and monkeys around. Oh and insects of various kinds too. (Or vermine, pets... whatsoever)

百萬大道 +烽火臺. Heard that this little lump of metal (well, not little but yea anyway) will be removed cuz of some silly upgrading. Not that I like this little lump here, but its kind of nostalgic for many (though I don't think I am one). One thing is certain though - there won't be any more daring tests when this lump is gone (a rumored theory states that if you walk through this, either you will graduate first class or you will drop out).

Sunset @ somewhere near the top of the school (meaning top of the stupid mountain which caused the school to feel more of like a military school than any university).

One of the many paths linking the mountain foot and top/middle.

Nothing to do with school, but this is a typical Hong Kong meal and this is what normally eat when no one's there for lunch. HKD $30 for 雲吞面 + 唐生菜 + 檸檬茶. Pretty expensive if you ask me, but everything's expensive at my area and everything taste like something you find in your toilet bowl in my school. Well, almost everything.

2009年2月6日星期五

Analyze yourself!


Analyze Yourself


The Quirkology website contains several serious, and scientific, online experiments. However, we also thought it would be fun to have a few not-so-serious tests to help uncover the real quirky you. There are three tests below for your entertainment.


Test 1 - The Q-Test


What to do:Using the first finger of your dominant hand, trace out the capital letter ‘Q’ on your forehead.


Analysis:This fun test provides some insight into whether you are ‘self’ or ‘other’ centered. These two types of people have a very different way of seeing the world, and one type is no better or worse than the other.


There are two ways of completing this exercise. Some people draw the tail of the ‘Q’ on the right hand side of their forehead whilst others draw it on the left.


Self-centered people tend to draw the letter Q in a way in which it can be read by themselves. They tend to come across as being the 'same person' in different situations, and their behaviour is guided more by their own values than the needs of others. They pride themselves on being straight with people, and expect others to be honest with them. Because of this, they are not especially good at lying, but are better at detecting lies in others.


People who are other-centered tend to draw the letter Q in a way in which it can be seen by someone facing them. They tend to be concerned with how other people see them. They are happy being the center of attention, can easily adapt their behaviour to suit the situation in which they find themselves, and are skilled at influencing the way in which others see them. Because of this they are often good at lying, but not so good at detecting lies.



Test 2 - The Finger Test


What to do:Hold out your right hand, place your fingers together, and compare the length of your index (first) finger and ring (third) finger (see picture opposite).


Analysis:Everyone knows the sex of their body, but what about their brain?


The hormone ‘testosterone’ is linked with many traits traditionally seen as masculine, such as aggression, becoming frustrated when you don’t get your way, and, most important of all, social dominance. Those in highly competitive occupations, such as actors and footballers, tend to have much higher levels than those in more caring jobs, such as nurses and the clergy. Men have much greater levels of testosterone in their bodies and brains than women.


Scientists believe that the amount of testosterone we were exposed to in the womb affects the ratio of index finger length to ring finger length. The higher the testosterone exposure, the longer the ring finger. Most women's index and ring fingers are almost equal because they have been exposed to less testosterone. If women have longer ring fingers, then they have more masculine tendencies. In most men, the ring finger is longer because they have higher testosterone levels. If men have ring fingers equal in length to their index fingers, or shorter, they have less masculine tendencies because they have been exposed to slightly less testosterone.



Test 3 - The Thumb Test


What to do:Interlock the fingers of your hands, and place one thumb on top of the other.


Analysis:The brain works in two general modes. In one mode (often called ‘right-brained’), it is more intuitive, visual, and creative. In the other (often called ‘left-brained’), it is more logical, sequential, and language based. In many ways, it is like having an artist and accountant arguing in your head, and you keep flipping between the two.


All of us work in both modes, but everyone naturally tends towards one or the other.
People who place their right thumb on top of their left thumb tend to be left-brain dominant, and are thus more verbal and analytical. Those placing their left thumb on top of their right thumbs tend to be a right-brain dominant, and thus excel in visual, spatial and intuitive tasks.

2009年2月3日星期二

Sneeze

Games at Miniclip.com - SneezeSneeze

As a virus, your goal is to infect as many humans as possible

Play this free game now!!
Having a bad flu and there's no one to share it with? Not to worry, as here comes Sneeze!


Sneeze is a flash game of which you, a contagious human with some deadly flu, aims to spread your virus around the area you are targeting at, so that most, if not all, of the people around will be infected. Controls are easily manipulated, as the arrow keys (or wasd) are for movements and space is for sneezing. Graphics, similar to the controls, are kept with simplicity - something which you will expect from a five minute killer. As for sounds, apart from the background sounds of various settings, is the "Achoooooo...."s... like it or not, this is a sneezing game. Oh and it should also be noted that only one sneeze per setting is allowed, so sneeze wise!

Main screen
Sneeze Sneeze Sneeze!
Each dude will only sneeze once, including yourself
You need a certain % of infected people to advance to the next level
Some dudes like to hide in a corner ...
Aim for the middle!
Dont stand to close to the preys, and aim for the middle
let them spread....

And you will get a 100% infection in no time~