i heard stories on yes933.. found them quite cool..
[chou gong jiang gui]
a guy was waiting for the last bus to go home.. when the bus came, the guy expected the bus to be quite empty.. yet the bus fully seated except a seat beside a woman.. all the pple who was seated were all ery quiet and was expressionless...including the woman.. feeling awkward, the guy went to the vacant seat and settled down.. once the engine started, the woman turned to the guy and said ,"you shouldn't have boardedthis bus.. this bus is not meant for humans", the guy gluped with fear..the woman continued still with no expression.."they will all snatch with each other over you and let you replace them at the other side.."the guy was overcomed with fear by now..he would do anything that he could to save his life.. "i can help you"the woman tried to consolethe guy..she pulled the the guy by his hand and they jumped out the window together.. before landing, the guy saw the other passengers..they remained slient but their expression changed and showed elements of surprise and shock.. that was a very creepy sight.. after seeing the rear lights of the bus vanishing into darkness, the guy turn to the woman and wanted to thank her, before he spoke, the woman grin in a even more creepy way,"hehe, now, the others cannot fight with me over me le..."
[xia nu cha, bai ri meng]
this story is abt a very famous brand, gucci..
in the past, there was a guy with a last name of gucci.. when he was 16, he went to a restaurant to work and earn money.. because he did not know english then, he started off as a dish washer..after 2~3 years, he got promoted to a waiter..this was how he spent his years before he hit 20 of age.. then he left the restaurant with the money he saved over the past few years.. he was thinking of gg into business, and after much consideration, he imported european bags and sold them to earn money.. as his income became more steady, and life was turning for the better, he got married and eventually had 7 children..(in the past, night means sex anyway).. when the children grew up, they devoted their life to help their dad with the business.. one of the 7, had a business mind, and open a second store, and this was the first step of making gucci an international brand today... as said by jia hui, the morale of the story was to have faith and perserve to your dreams and you will achieve it..
[pei wo jiu yi dian]
once, a young angel was travelling alongside a senior angel exploring the human world.. on one of the day, they went to a wealthy merchant's house and stayed there for the night.. the merchant treated the angels badly, just provided a lousy room and left them alone til the next morning.. but before they left, the young angel notice a hole in the wall and notified the senior angel.. the senior angel waved his hands and the walls was seal and the wall breaking was very slim.. the next evening, the two angels came to a poor old man and his wife house.. the old couple was very kind and treated the angels at their best.. they gave the angels all the food they had, altohough little, gave up the only bed in the house for the angels.. the next morning, the young angel found the old couple weeping for their only source of income, the milk cow,died..
the young angel was enraged.. he asked the senior angel why did he let the milk cow die? since he helped the merchant to repair the wall.. the young angel was very devasted and felt the world and the senior angel are unfair.. then the senior left the young angel that way and left the weeping old couple.. they rested under a big dying tree and the senior angel explained to the young angel.."things are not wat you see.. i saw thru the crack in the wall of the merchant's house and saw his riches being kept there and not shared with the poor.. so i sealed the wall and all the other entrances of the room of riches..at the old couple house, while you slept soundly,the angel of death came to take the old lady'd life, i begged him to take the cow's life.."
after hearing these answers, the young angel lighten up.. the tree sprang into life.. soon, buds were growing over the trees..
----------------------- just to share..---------------------------
Tuesday, 10 April 2007
yo pple!
today performance at raffles city.. to launch project: Eden.. it is actually one of the featured program of art fest..
erm, i tried to sleep yesterday but i couldn't sleep(at least not fully).. i doze off at around 2am.. but still will wake up at times.. at 0415, i waited with my eyes open til 0500..my phone alarm went on.. then i knocked out.. and when i wake up after that, it was 0630 and i was supposed to meet teck wee at his house at 0645.. to get his mum to sign a leave form for the performance.. anyway, i took 250 and was only minutes late.. then went to meet ruo han at sch front gate.. as usual, we were lame-ing.. this time abt location and road safety.. nvm that, then all the pple start to arrive, including SX.. he is usually late de.. but it was an impt event..so.. but belson was late, by quite a lot.. he had stomach and made everyone pissed with him(stress level 1).. but then, there was a miscommunication, initially, the plan was to let sx wait for belson with the lorry, but since we thought the lorry will be more slow, we asked sx and the lorry to go first.. with us at sch waiting for belson.. he came and we went to take train.. on the way, SX reached le.. then it struck us that there is no one to unload the drums(stress level 2)..heard from sx that the guard from Raffles city was scolding sx and lobo from the time they arrive and and til the lorry left the porch..
things was loomy for us until we started to set the drum formation.. our energy level was like at 70% de.. but then , we were criticised by arts scene pple(stress level 3).. well , apparently, SX was getting more pissed and he released some hot steam at us.."we are getting worse, set a formation also so slow and in precised.." that was the threshold for me to go into temper mode.. so my temper face and behaviour was like shooting everyone beside me.. sry for that, pple who were shot by my temper arrows..i sincerely apologise.. then the very demanding mr. plumb-guy-with-heavy-eye-bags-and-like-to-wear-gayish-shirt, was the spark that caused me to completely burn and activate temper mode level 2, words.. my mouth is actually quite critical and the good news is only one person got shot.. bad news, it was SX(stress level 4)..then the demands from the art scene pple and SX got worse.. "[A]move the drums further from the container.. erm.. not good.. [B]slant the drums more..um(frowns)..can you guys undo [B]? sry ar(not at all sincere)..ok this is good, but can you guys now move it closer to the container(meaning undoing [A])?. we went back to square one..well. pple calls this art -_-'''... and the terrain is not flat de lar.. after sitting around outside Robinson, i discovered the flooring is slightly sloping to the drain..the performance went smoothly(except the over excited reporters who were like in our way here and there to block our way and hinder with our movements.. i had to ask one to go away).. and the response is quite good anyway..
after performance, we had to separate into two groups..one to go back school and move the drums back..the other(me ,ca ,djw,sx and ts) planning to go do drum stand...i thought i lost the key and panicked till i called tw later on..i left it at school.. well.. then when we told SX we gg to do the drum stand at the shop which he greatly opposed(we didn't know at that time)(stress level 5).. he started to release hot steam again..but this time on CA and i only..ell, we bear with it and went to collect the drum stand we left at the SX-greatly-opposed-store..it was the withdraw ritual.. and i am a great liar anyway..
CA and i waited at NP de Mc for sx they all to come and we had lunch.. when they came, it was another round of hot steam releasing.. but this session was much more reasonable.. cause it came from a valid point of view.. and lessons to learn(note to self)
1)learn more abt the art scene
2)be more like xjw, willing to go think over questions and source for more information
3)be more willing to withstand hardship.. it is not time to enjoy yet
4)start training on the art of expression..
5)have faith and persevere, that's art...
6)dun go NP de foodcourt and have hitam..taste weird de..
7)tell belson to cure his bad habit of being late...
8)our spirits of festival drums must be maintain, not lost..
and i think i know wat SYF de score is le.. then came back home to sleep..so as to get my 8 hours of sleep..if you get wat i mean.. anyway, i was awaken by my two sisters quarreling.. they are crazy man, i dun wanna get into too much details since it is family matters.. but it is real sad to see my family like this.. i have not shed my tears for a long time le and this has to be the occasion..and i can't find anyone to talk to, to feel better.. chui..
ong lai
today performance at raffles city.. to launch project: Eden.. it is actually one of the featured program of art fest..
erm, i tried to sleep yesterday but i couldn't sleep(at least not fully).. i doze off at around 2am.. but still will wake up at times.. at 0415, i waited with my eyes open til 0500..my phone alarm went on.. then i knocked out.. and when i wake up after that, it was 0630 and i was supposed to meet teck wee at his house at 0645.. to get his mum to sign a leave form for the performance.. anyway, i took 250 and was only minutes late.. then went to meet ruo han at sch front gate.. as usual, we were lame-ing.. this time abt location and road safety.. nvm that, then all the pple start to arrive, including SX.. he is usually late de.. but it was an impt event..so.. but belson was late, by quite a lot.. he had stomach and made everyone pissed with him(stress level 1).. but then, there was a miscommunication, initially, the plan was to let sx wait for belson with the lorry, but since we thought the lorry will be more slow, we asked sx and the lorry to go first.. with us at sch waiting for belson.. he came and we went to take train.. on the way, SX reached le.. then it struck us that there is no one to unload the drums(stress level 2)..heard from sx that the guard from Raffles city was scolding sx and lobo from the time they arrive and and til the lorry left the porch..
things was loomy for us until we started to set the drum formation.. our energy level was like at 70% de.. but then , we were criticised by arts scene pple(stress level 3).. well , apparently, SX was getting more pissed and he released some hot steam at us.."we are getting worse, set a formation also so slow and in precised.." that was the threshold for me to go into temper mode.. so my temper face and behaviour was like shooting everyone beside me.. sry for that, pple who were shot by my temper arrows..i sincerely apologise.. then the very demanding mr. plumb-guy-with-heavy-eye-bags-and-like-to-wear-gayish-shirt, was the spark that caused me to completely burn and activate temper mode level 2, words.. my mouth is actually quite critical and the good news is only one person got shot.. bad news, it was SX(stress level 4)..then the demands from the art scene pple and SX got worse.. "[A]move the drums further from the container.. erm.. not good.. [B]slant the drums more..um(frowns)..can you guys undo [B]? sry ar(not at all sincere)..ok this is good, but can you guys now move it closer to the container(meaning undoing [A])?. we went back to square one..well. pple calls this art -_-'''... and the terrain is not flat de lar.. after sitting around outside Robinson, i discovered the flooring is slightly sloping to the drain..the performance went smoothly(except the over excited reporters who were like in our way here and there to block our way and hinder with our movements.. i had to ask one to go away).. and the response is quite good anyway..
after performance, we had to separate into two groups..one to go back school and move the drums back..the other(me ,ca ,djw,sx and ts) planning to go do drum stand...i thought i lost the key and panicked till i called tw later on..i left it at school.. well.. then when we told SX we gg to do the drum stand at the shop which he greatly opposed(we didn't know at that time)(stress level 5).. he started to release hot steam again..but this time on CA and i only..ell, we bear with it and went to collect the drum stand we left at the SX-greatly-opposed-store..it was the withdraw ritual.. and i am a great liar anyway..
CA and i waited at NP de Mc for sx they all to come and we had lunch.. when they came, it was another round of hot steam releasing.. but this session was much more reasonable.. cause it came from a valid point of view.. and lessons to learn(note to self)
1)learn more abt the art scene
2)be more like xjw, willing to go think over questions and source for more information
3)be more willing to withstand hardship.. it is not time to enjoy yet
4)start training on the art of expression..
5)have faith and persevere, that's art...
6)dun go NP de foodcourt and have hitam..taste weird de..
7)tell belson to cure his bad habit of being late...
8)our spirits of festival drums must be maintain, not lost..
and i think i know wat SYF de score is le.. then came back home to sleep..so as to get my 8 hours of sleep..if you get wat i mean.. anyway, i was awaken by my two sisters quarreling.. they are crazy man, i dun wanna get into too much details since it is family matters.. but it is real sad to see my family like this.. i have not shed my tears for a long time le and this has to be the occasion..and i can't find anyone to talk to, to feel better.. chui..
ong lai
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