Wednesday, November 30, 2005
I can't be perfect
....
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I’m never gonna be good
Enough for you
I can’t stand another fight
And nothing’ alright
‘Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
Now it’s just too late
And we can’t go back
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
Nothing’s gonna change
The things that you said
Nothing’s gonna make this
Right again
Please don’t turn your back
I can’t believe it’s hard
Just to talk to you
But you don’t understand
....
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I’m never gonna be good
Enough for you
I can’t stand another fight
And nothing’ alright
‘Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
Now it’s just too late
And we can’t go back
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
Nothing’s gonna change
The things that you said
Nothing’s gonna make this
Right again
Please don’t turn your back
I can’t believe it’s hard
Just to talk to you
But you don’t understand
....
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Sixers outing. First row: Michael, kacek, phay, Me, pungky, seno. Second Row: Suryanti, Irwan gantenx, pektay, Fabi. Third Row: Cindy, Nicole, Andy Bul2, Andrew Prof, Mas Bekti. Not in picture: Valdy acyong, Herry.
That's what I call a cool reunion (part 2)
PS: forget about the picture below
So here I go again, the story continues...
Not only that, everyday we also had assignments to finish which made our life more "colorful" for the first 6 months of our lives in Singapore.
Gosh, this story telling is getting long winded. To cut the long story short, after 5 years we came to Singapore, here we go again... getting together as we always do.
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This month is our 5th anniversary. Last saturday we gathered at Andrew's place. It was one hell terrific gathering I can say. Just can't imagine we could laugh and scream together again just like the old days. It's great that every one of us could graduate on time and not to extend further.
It's also good to know that all of us have already found a job. Nicole: PWC, Cindy: Borland, Suryanti: I2R, Pungky: Tech Semicon, Phay: ST Semicon, Bekti: A semiconductor company, Seno: HP, Me, Kacek, n Bul2: Motorola, Gantenk n Pektay: Chartered semicon, Michael: KK Women and Children Hospital, Fabi: IT Company, Andrew: Teaching Assistant in NUS, Valdy: Panasonic, Herry: ....
That's cool. Hopefully, we can hold many more gatherings even when we already have grandchildren in the next 30-40 years =P
So here I go again, the story continues...
Not only that, everyday we also had assignments to finish which made our life more "colorful" for the first 6 months of our lives in Singapore.
Gosh, this story telling is getting long winded. To cut the long story short, after 5 years we came to Singapore, here we go again... getting together as we always do.
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This month is our 5th anniversary. Last saturday we gathered at Andrew's place. It was one hell terrific gathering I can say. Just can't imagine we could laugh and scream together again just like the old days. It's great that every one of us could graduate on time and not to extend further.
It's also good to know that all of us have already found a job. Nicole: PWC, Cindy: Borland, Suryanti: I2R, Pungky: Tech Semicon, Phay: ST Semicon, Bekti: A semiconductor company, Seno: HP, Me, Kacek, n Bul2: Motorola, Gantenk n Pektay: Chartered semicon, Michael: KK Women and Children Hospital, Fabi: IT Company, Andrew: Teaching Assistant in NUS, Valdy: Panasonic, Herry: ....
That's cool. Hopefully, we can hold many more gatherings even when we already have grandchildren in the next 30-40 years =P
Monday, November 28, 2005
That's what I call a cool reunion (part 1)
It was saturday night, I spent my time with the coolest people on earth who I've known at least for 5 years.
The story began five years ago when we were just a bunch of kiddies coming to Singapore, looking for a good fortune. We were about 17 years old, with big bags in Sukarno-Hatta international airport. Our topics of conversation were about Doraemon, Dragon Ball, Zelda, Duke nukem, Liero, Barbies, etc. Some of us might still wear diapers that time =P...
Then we went to look for some good fortunes in Singapore upon listening that the country is like a gold mine. Being penniless, we stayed in a concentration camp for the first 6 months... drank only plain water, ate bread n butter, shared common toilets, walked few thousands kilometres a day to a study camp to learn English as we spoke no English.
Not only that, everyday we had... (to be continued)
The story began five years ago when we were just a bunch of kiddies coming to Singapore, looking for a good fortune. We were about 17 years old, with big bags in Sukarno-Hatta international airport. Our topics of conversation were about Doraemon, Dragon Ball, Zelda, Duke nukem, Liero, Barbies, etc. Some of us might still wear diapers that time =P...
Then we went to look for some good fortunes in Singapore upon listening that the country is like a gold mine. Being penniless, we stayed in a concentration camp for the first 6 months... drank only plain water, ate bread n butter, shared common toilets, walked few thousands kilometres a day to a study camp to learn English as we spoke no English.
Not only that, everyday we had... (to be continued)
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Super updates
Just realized that I have this kind of stuff named blog. It's been a long time since I put the last post. Triin has even reminded me to update this blog. Well triin, thanks for the reminder =P.
Been busy in the office now, and for the past 2 weeks I attended lectures on Theosophy (the philosophy of nature's laws). It was really cool, made me realize that everything happens for a reason. Wah... you see that? Sometimes it's easy for you to say, "everything happens for a reason". Yet, when you have a bad luck or a small fortune, then you'll feel terribly sad or happy which leads to depression or excessive celebration. It takes someone to point out to you to say, "everything happens for a reason" before you can get up from depression or reduce the excessive happiness. Pretty dumb, eh? =).
Hmm... I guess that's how the psychologists make a lot of money from a depressed person. Here's how they'll cure you:
1. They'll ask him what happens. -then he'll happily tell a long story-.
2. If the depressed person is reluctant to tell his story, the psychologist says, "I'd like to help you, but without your cooperation, I can't do it".
3. Assuming that the depressing story has been told, then the psychologist ask, "what do you think you want and are able to do".
4. Then... the psychologist will tell you to do it. Simple yet powerful, yeah...
Cool... That's why I say, "for most ppl, it takes someone to slap them before they get their butt off", haha...
Been busy in the office now, and for the past 2 weeks I attended lectures on Theosophy (the philosophy of nature's laws). It was really cool, made me realize that everything happens for a reason. Wah... you see that? Sometimes it's easy for you to say, "everything happens for a reason". Yet, when you have a bad luck or a small fortune, then you'll feel terribly sad or happy which leads to depression or excessive celebration. It takes someone to point out to you to say, "everything happens for a reason" before you can get up from depression or reduce the excessive happiness. Pretty dumb, eh? =).
Hmm... I guess that's how the psychologists make a lot of money from a depressed person. Here's how they'll cure you:
1. They'll ask him what happens. -then he'll happily tell a long story-.
2. If the depressed person is reluctant to tell his story, the psychologist says, "I'd like to help you, but without your cooperation, I can't do it".
3. Assuming that the depressing story has been told, then the psychologist ask, "what do you think you want and are able to do".
4. Then... the psychologist will tell you to do it. Simple yet powerful, yeah...
Cool... That's why I say, "for most ppl, it takes someone to slap them before they get their butt off", haha...
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