Thursday, July 28, 2005
Fonder
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
The Classic IQ Test
"Your IQ score is 133
This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others. Your Intellectual Type is Visionary Philosopher. This means you are highly intelligent and have a powerful mix of skills and insight that can be applied in a variety of different ways. Like Plato, your exceptional math and verbal skills make you very adept at explaining things to others — and at anticipating and predicting patterns. "
I'm a sucker for tests & quizzes like this...hehehe.
http://web.tickle.com/tests/uiq/index-pop.jsp?sid=&supp=&z=
http://web.tickle.com/tests/uiq/compare.jsp
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Most Coveted Music Albums *drool*
OUT OF NOTHING by EMBRACE (UK)...essentially, anything by Embrace would make me salivate rabidly. This kind of music gets one high man, really really high...
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0002QXS92/ref=m_art_li_1/103-6366412-2531004?v=glance&s=music
X&Y by COLDPLAY...owning any album from Coldplay will probably make me grin stupidly...
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/stores/artist/glance/-/207300/ref=m_art_dp/103-6366412-2531004
HOPES & FEARS by KEANE...let's hope their next album doesn't disappoint, seriously...
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000268QB2/ref=pd_art_sim_m_6/103-6366412-2531004?v=glance&s=music
Okay, I'm just addicted to Brit Rock.
Plus this one...can you believe this fellow is only 17???!! A burning HOT Prodigy; good looks, good voice, songwriting, singing, playing multiple instruments...he's proof that God is unfair!!!
BEFORE I SPEAK by KYLE RIABKO
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0007R085I/ref=ase_accuradio/103-6366412-2531004?v=glance&s=music
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BUT I AM BROKE!!! *whines miserably**SOB*
Thursday, July 14, 2005
MARKETING WEEKLY, 13 July 2005
By Debbie Cai
Singapore - United Overseas Bank Limited (UOB) has shortlisted BBDO and Saatchi & Saatchi to join incumbent DDB in the pitch process for its regional creative business. The two shortlisted agencies trumped Euro RSCG and The Alchemy Partnership during the recently concluded first phase of the review, which involved a credentials presentation. The winning agency is expected to be announced in August.
“We are delighted -- the work has just begun, there’re a lot of challenges and it’s an exciting opportunity for BBDO Singapore,” said Seshadri Sampath, CEO of said agency. “We have the talent, local knowledge and relevant experience, and we want to leverage this across all the target markets of Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand.”
Simone Bartley, CEO, Saatchi & Saatchi told Marketing Weekly that the UOB business is one that the agency had been “actively courting for some time”. She added that Saatchi’s category experience “runs deep”, and “with our fully integrated model, I’m convinced we would have a successful business partnership.”
UOB’s media business is currently handled by Universal McCann. The bank again declined to comment.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Alchemy gets stab at UOB review
Singapore - Marketing Weekly has learnt that six-month-old start-up The Alchemy Partnership was involved in the recently concluded first phase of United Overseas Bank’s (UOB) creative review in Singapore. Other shops that presented their credentials are believed to be BBDO, Saatchi & Saatchi and Euro RSCG. The incumbent DDB was not required to present.
“We are flattered that an iconic bank such as UOB should even look at The Alchemy Partnership -- it’s the sort of opportunity that hungry and ambitious start-ups -- with the right credentials -- need more of,” said Michael Liew, Executive Partner and COO at The Alchemy Partnership. Liew attributed this to the agency’s “progress with current clients in a short span of time” and the fact that its operating partners have worked on “practically every prominent financial brand here, local or foreign”.
Liew added that Alchemy was “hopeful” to have made “enough of an impression” on the client to get into the actual pitch process in the next round. The agency has plans to form an alliance with the Lowe Group if selected for the next round so as to be “operationally ready to take on regional, in-market account handling responsibilities, if required,” according to Liew.
“If we get to the pitch, we’ll give it our best shot and then some; if we don’t, it’s OK -- after all, we are the underdogs given the established international names that were also invited,” said Liew.
UOB declined to comment.
HJ's Up Close & Personal with NEIL GAIMAN
collage2-neil-web
Originally uploaded by kinetic-crisis.
That awesomely, incredibly, extremely lucky bitch! *LOL*
Friday, July 01, 2005
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Dreams + A Man of Great Importance
Another disturbing dream where I did not play some sort of lead role was where my cat fell apart. I love Meemee to bits, but to dream of her legs falling off due to some degenerative disease was heartbreaking.
It would be easy to disregard all my dreams as mere nonsense. (I even remember a period when I had amazingly adventure-filled dreams, where I played hero/heroine and took part in all sorts of action-packed dramas, including espionage thrillers, ninja intrigue/wars, rescue missions, monster-killing...*lol* my subconscious must have been rebelling against my mundane/boring life!!!) But circumstances have a way of disarming or unnerving you when you least expect it, you know?
I remember waking up from a relatively serene dream with a clear and distinct message: That I would meet someone of great importance to me, who would make a huge difference in my life, and that this person would be named either "Christopher" or "Michael". This dream stood out from all the rest because I awoke feeling at peace, calm. And faintly amused. I guess the skeptic in me was chuckling.
Well, I met someone less than a month ago, and now we're in love. (He'd be rather happy to read this, I tell you, because I have never been able to tell him how much I feel about and care for him.)
The question remains: whether this is just a wierd coincidence, or some eerie twist of fate? You tell me, my friends. Do our dreams foretell the future?
His name is Daniel Christopher Tolentino.
(Okay, skeptics, go ahead and guffaw.)
Monday, June 27, 2005
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Working Versus Striving
by Os Hillman
So he said to me, "This is the word of the Lord to Zerubbabel: 'Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,' says the Lord Almighty."
~ Zechariah 4:6
Your greatest obstacle in fulfilling God's purposes in your life is the skills you have acquired to perform well in your work life. One of the great paradoxes in Scripture relates to our need to depend on the Lord; yet at the same time, we're instructed to use the talents and abilities God gives us to accomplish the work He gives us to do. It has been one of the most difficult principles to live out. How do we know that what we achieve is by the power of the Holy Spirit in our life versus our own abilities, and is there a difference?
When we reach a level of excellence and performance in our fields, it actually becomes an obstacle to seeing God's power manifest in our work. What we naturally do well becomes the object of our trust. When this happens, God retreats. You see, God allows us to develop skills, but these must be continually yielded to God's Spirit. There will be times when God will use these skills to accomplish His purposes. There will be other times that God will not use any of our skills just to ensure that we know it is by His power that we can do anything.
It is the oxymoron of all oxymorons for Christian workplace believers. Learning not to act until God shows you to act is a sign of maturity in God. "Do not lean on the natural skill which you have been given. Let God manifest Himself in what you are doing," said a mentor who has learned this balance of skill and walking with God. "You must almost restrain from doing those things you know you are prone to do and actually go against them."
I was learning this lesson recently when I was asked to participate in a large event that would give great exposure and much needed financial increase to my ministry. It made all the sense in the world to participate. Then I prayed with a friend and asked the Lord His mind on it. The Lord showed us this was not His plan for me. I declined the invitation.
Ask God to teach you what it means to walk according to the power of the Holy Spirit in your business life. Develop a listening ear to the small voice inside that wants to direct your efforts by His Spirit.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
a mediocre confession...let the cynics cringe in agony!
If life does end, and we
lie as carcasses
consumed by the scavengers
Let not the vultures eat
my memory of you.
Anger be our folly.
If strife does destroy this bond,
and my bitterness sour
the pure state of our unity
Let not my hatred taint
my memory of you.
Intellect be my sword, double-edged.
If my mind is lost in the wilderness of reality
and temperance scattered in the storms of mere perception
Let not my madness undo
my memory of you.
Passion be your game, perhaps.
If all the stakes are played to loss,
every dealing hand seeing no hope of redemption -
a futile gamble in volatile circumstances
Let not the heartbreak shatter
my memory of you.
Change is our constant.
Even as I turn blind to the joys and tragedies
that the future may present
I pray for a singular vision of truth.
That in your deepest core
these mere words lie in your memory of me.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
DC
what to think.
Perhaps, just perhaps,
I have to acknowledge that it's His doing.
I'll have to stop struggling and cease this
tiresome adversarial standstill
with my pathetic broken heart.
My mind wrestles with the concept
of a resolution
The past
Future
Now
Fear
Doubts
Pain
Desire...
And that sweet duplicity of Defeat.
Thursday, June 09, 2005
My Thoughts this fortnight, Listed.
1. London as a place to live in and work in
2. Hong Kong as a place to work
3. Australia as a place to run away to
4. Pride: What I Really Want to Do VERSUS Integrity: Proving that I Can Do What They Want
5. Lust, Betrayal, Infidelity, Carpe Diem, Passion VERSUS Trust, Truth, Faith, Loyalty, Morality, Mundanity
6. Why do Gemini people cause me so much misery? Or is it just a freakish coincidence?
7. Escape
8. The original/unique self/identity/persona VERSUS the perceived/expected self/identity/persona
9. The Mind VERSUS The Body VERSUS The Soul
10. Switzerland as a place to be born again in
11. Why do Singaporeans hate themselves as a country? Are we just ugly people?
12. Confirmity/Being Homogenous VERSUS Difference/Risk/Rejection/Being Alone
13. Fear
14. God
15. The Heart
16. Being Alive, Living a good/meaningful/fulfilled life, Existing
17. Consciousness/Awareness
18. Feeling
19. Negative Emotions VERSUS Rationalisation
20. The Pursuit of Pleasure, Happiness, Balance
Does all that mean my brain is in overdrive, that I THINK TOO BLOODY MUCH?
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Looks like the answer is YES.
Sunday, May 29, 2005
I Am My Own Greatest Enemy
Certain thoughts strike my consciousness suddenly, their sporadic impulse to surface completely outside my jurisdiction. If even I cannot control my own thoughts, then I must indeed be losing my sense of self, or giving in to a subconscious that is threatening to kill me.
Looking back at some stuff I wrote before, I realise that I have once again returned to a damned spot (or perhaps I have never really left it!) And that I am my own captor. How does one break free from oneself?
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CLAUSTROPHOBIA
I am trapped.
Threading on dust, despair weighing heavy on my back.
The world is closing in on me.
What once were my hopes, the bright vision of my dreams, my future
Those mental images have begun to die
As though I look through a stained screen at them, helpless as they fade.
I will never understand why part of my heart trembles to know how I am falling,
And yet part of me sees with all rationality the righteousness in conformity.
I have walked, trying to take my mind off these troubled thoughts
Of escape, of completely leaving all that I have done these 3 years, more.
As though part of me will never find fulfillment, never find satisfaction in my own deeds.
Why this awareness, this wretched form of rumination?
I will never understand how
I stand in my own way to happiness, to joy
That strange light and darkness that seduces, eludes, and forever enchants
In a spell that cannot be broken
And thus my entanglement tightens, and the depression
Rises and falls in a cycle that bewails its own fate even as
Somewhere within the masochist moans in pleasure…
Monday, May 16, 2005
Vertigo Attack
Sense of balance almost completely disrupted by some shit going on inside my own head, and I have no idea what it is.
Too many scattered thoughts.
Forced to listen to colleague's Cantopop ballads. Too loud, too distracting. Found mould growing on 2-day-old coffee and tea residue in cups left in office conference room over the weekend. Wondering why I am always the one washing up after others in workplaces. Possible retribution for not helping out at home. Microwaved dishwashing sponge and coffee cups in state of paranoia. Hate mould and fungus. To me these growths are like the most base, silently barbaric symbol of putrification. Simple living things, parasitic, prehistoric, impossible to escape from, spawns uncontrollably, waiting to be seen with utmost disgust. Literally looks like cancer of the physical world.
Call me a clean freak, perhaps.
The oppressive grey dankness and sheer lack of cleanliness in this workplace is really making me feel claustrophobic. Even the eerily narrow toilet has been giving us problems of late, spewing water in revolt to mere flushing and causing the drainage outlet on the floor to overflow, vomitting all manner of filth from the sewerage system of this building that looks like it's trapped in a 70's time-warp both from the outside and from within. Dingy is an understatement.
Feel disconnected from a meaningful life, and circumstances certainly feed that realisation.
Seem to be partying too hard with a bunch of folk I don't belong with, getting roped into the lives of persons I shouldn't feel emotionally connected to, knowing bits of information that only confuse my beliefs or values about relationships, love, life, and the future. Truth, youthful idealism, steadfast adherence to Christian virtues, and that basic understanding of what is right and wrong - all seem shaky now. Relativity becomes a justifiable excuse, to escape judgement, to defend behaviour in a lifestyle based on more than just double-standards and morally challenged choices.
Maybe when it all boils down to nothing, money drives economy and sex drives society. We survive on the material rewards for our probably mindless toil, sweating blood for gold, working all our hours away, and seek pleasure just as relentlessly with our fellow humankind when we can find the time to f**k each other. (What an irony, that phrase. Human beings are f**king each other up, down, in all directions wherever, whenever, however, mentally, physically, emotionally, sometimes even spiritually. We have an amazing capacity for being cruel to our own species, do we not? And yet we cannot bear being left alone, for fear of ourselves. So if we do not seek to destroy each other, we will plunge straight into the pit of self-destruction. Yes? Or perhaps I am being way too cynical, underestimating the "milk of human kindness".)
And life passes thus, day by day. Maybe there is nothing else worth living for? Only Carpe Diem, only in the transcient now?
What if one day you are left alone, and looking into yourself being alive, you find nothing more than an automaton, a living robot controlled by the society you live in?
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I had a major epiphany one morning, rushing into the pathetically vintage building that houses my office. It was as though God had suddenly pressed His finger down on my head, striking my mind with that searing realisation that made my heart stop for a moment.
I have to give this up. I have to QUIT all this and GO. ESCAPE.
And in the end, I repressed that panic-inducing urge and made a conscious choice in an opposite direction: that I would stay for another 6 months to prove myself here, to achieve the results that were expected of me.
Am I a complete fool? Or have I gotten too used to the utterly pathetic habit of denying myself what I want in times of burning desire?
At this point in time I am unable to contemplate the clear answer to this question, probably because the increasing workload and sheer mundanity of this job, nearly completely against the grain of my personal interests, have slowly and surely constructed a veneer of numbness over this time I've spent here. I am tormented, yes, occasionally bursting with frustrated anger, yes, but the numbness acts as a shield preventing it all from raging uncontrolled.
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A gathering of classmates/school-friends some weeks ago led to a lengthy, humourous, bullshit-filled discussion on sex lives, virginity, and promiscuity. All of a sudden my peers were divulging their preferences (These were mostly guy comments, note: "If you've never had a virgin before, stick to non-virgins, trust me on that." "I'd f**k a guy if I felt he was the right one. A threesome is fine with me as long as it's a hot guy. The girl can watch." "Pulse-optional, man!" "The word Celibacy should be removed from the English Dictionary!") and though I played along to the general discussion, I cannot deny my amazement at the parallels between what they were talking about (they apparently indulged in debauchery, but let's give that the benefit of the doubt for now.) and what I was actually seeing in my older friends' lives.
The vicious cycle churning us inexorably, replicas all, in this societal machine? Yes.
Does being alive entail being somehow drilled into living as pleasure-seeking slaves to an undeniable, rampant urge to f**k each other? Perhaps.
Somehow all these thoughts make me feel less human, and yet I realise my own weaknesses, my ignorance. My idealism, that stuff of dreams that supposedly gives our lives true meaning, seems tainted with a naivete that is now bleeding into cynicism.
Friday, May 06, 2005
Impossible Tasks
by Os Hillman
But He answered, "You give them something to eat." ~ Mark 6:37a
Has anyone ever asked you to do something that seems totally ridiculous? The very suggestion of their instruction may have brought laughter or even anger for proposing the idea.
I imagine that the disciples may have felt this way when Jesus responded with this comment when they asked him how they were going to feed the 5000, who had stayed around to hear him speak. The disciples suggested a logical answer to the problem, "Send the people away so they can go to the surrounding countryside and villages and buy themselves something to eat" (Mk 6:36).
That wasn't the answer Jesus wanted. He saw the need of the people. He had compassion on them. He wanted to solve the problem with a Kingdom response, not logic. He asked them what they had in their hand.
So often what we already have in our hand is what Jesus wants us to use to solve our problems. We must add faith to what we already have in our hand. Then we will see the gospel of the Kingdom manifested to solve problems in a supernatural way. Jesus wanted to meet a need in which God would receive the glory. Sending the people away did not meet the need, nor did it bring glory to the Father.
Do not settle for the gospel of salvation only. Jesus came that we might experience the gospel of the Kingdom in its fullest sense. Our job is to look past our logical reasoning and see how God might want to solve our problem in a supernatural way.
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Another night of Insanity & Revelry
Seduction can be so easy. I don't have those restraint mechanisms built into me, prickling my self-consciousness, making me embarrassed, preventing me from enjoying the joy of the moment. In these moments, I throw aside that demon of repression. The limbs flow of their own accord, and the spirit can savour this exhilarating height of physical freedom, if only for a few minutes...until the mesmerisation of the song that completely envelops this crowd, pumping high-octane energy into frenzied bodies, fades into the buzzing silence of the humid night. Then the ears begin to ring.
It would have been pure fun had we felt safe. But we did not. My mind watched and sounded alarm bells every time one of them moved too close for comfort, demanding intimacy, lusting for unwarranted closeness. Beware the wolves in sheeps' clothing. Get away. Be on your guard.
My smile can freeze on my face and you can think or assume that I condone your actions. I may laugh it off but I will not forget your transgressions, even if I keep an open mind. There is a limit to my tolerance level for such jest. But how do I tell you that without you taking it as just another f**king joke?!
I regret placing my friend in such risk, regret trusting too freely in the integrity of persons too unfamiliar. Gentlemen or Bastards? It is all grey, grey, grey.
Never again. The game is over.
All these little incidents sour the gorgeous experience, waste the purity of the play. The night was dead even before it began being alive.
Alas for the intensity of life.
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Another Salad Recipe! (of my own invention ;P)
Heh, will let you know if I can manage to poison myself this time...
Anyway...
Ingredients for Salad (makes for 1 big-eater or 2 decent servings):
- Cherry Tomatoes (one box, which makes about 2 cups, I think)
- 1 Veal Bratwurst (as in one fat German sausage, otherwise canned cocktail sausages should be fine, though probably much saltier. You may want to use picnic ham, or maybe broiled chicken breast...vegans can use tofu...it really depends on what you think will work and what you like.)
- One Small Apple (get the super crunchy kind)
- Sweet Corn Kernals (about one to 2 cups depending on your appetite. I like Wattie's Super Sweet, the frozen kind)
- Cashews/Walnuts/Sunflower Seeds (these are optional, but about half a cup will perfect the salad, absolutely.)
Ingredients for Dressing:
- 1 Orange
- 5 teaspoons vinegar (erm, I used white vinegar, though I think apple cider vinegar should taste better)
- Pinch of salt
- Pinch of sugar
- Pinch of pepper
- Soft Cheese (I used one segment of The Laughing Cow Cheese, though I think Philly would do as well)
For the Salad:
Chop Everything bigger than the Corn Kernals into similar bite-sized chunks. (If you really want to measure the chunks, they should range from 1 to 2 cm square. As in small enough to fit comfortably inside your mouth. Whatever the size of your mouth...errr...what nonsense am I going into???)
To prevent the Apple Chunks from going brown, give them a salt-water dip. (Just a generous pinch of salt dissolved in a bowl of water.) I know, it kills the vitamins and all, but oxidised apple pieces are kind of unsightly in your dish. Unless, of course, you like oxidised apple.
Because the Veal Bratwurst and Corn Kernals were frozen food, I had to defrost and cook them beforehand. And because I didn't plan this whole recipe beforehand, (rather, it just struck me when I was, erm, in the shower/loo) I had no time to wait for them to cool down. So after I removed them from the microwave (awww, what a convenience, ain't it?), all hot and steamy, I dunked them into icy water to immediately cool them down. Which may be cheating or unhealthy, I'm not sure. But it sure hurts your fingers. (Yeeaaahhhooowwwccchhh!!!) So be careful if you like using your hands to do stuff like mixing food in the kitchen. (Nice clean hands, of course...please don't like pick your nose beforehand and not wash up before cooking. o_O)
The point is, try not to mix the very hot food and the cool food together immediately. If you dunk all the hot and steamy sausage and corn bits into the nice and cool cherry tomato and apple mix, you'll end up cooking the nice crunchy tomatoes and apple bits, and they'll end up kinda disappointing in the end. (I'm not sure about you, but I like crunchy bits in my salad. If you prefer a softer chewing experience, feel free to cook everything beforehand. Or mix hot and cold, or whatever.)
When Everything is about the same temperature, toss them all together. They'll look really nice mixed up.
For the Dressing:
Cut up the orange and squeeze all the juice out into a bowl, then tear up the remaining pulp and dump it all in too. (You may not want the pulp in, but I like the additional fibre.)
Mix in the vinegar, salt, sugar, pepper, and cheese. Stir well.
Then just toss the Dressing into the Salad and do one final toss to mix everything up properly. (Because the pulpy orange bits tend to clump together, you need to mix well to make sure the dressing is evenly distributed. Otherwise it's just not fair for the poor salad bits who have no chance to get in touch with the dressing, you know?
Then refrigerate until ready to serve. Try to consume within the next, err...day? Unless it's kept in the fridge (i.e. constant cool temperature) all the time, food like this tends to go bad pretty quick. (I dumped mine in the chiller compartment overnight, though, for tomorrow's brunch.)
Add the nuts and give another toss before you chow down.
Enjoy and pray you don't get the runs! XP

