Sunday, March 26, 2006

Absolutely Cutilicious!!


Gosh, I just found a new site today called Cute Overload.....

.... and I saw this little bunny photo....

..... and my heart just turned into mmmuuuushhhhhhh......

Awwwwwwww...... soooooooooo...... cuuuuuuuuuutteeeeee.... I wanna give u a big squishy mushy cushy hug....

leetle note to self: definitely not a site to visit in polite company!

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Sunday, March 19, 2006

令 困 難 向 我 屈 服

我 們 很 好 奇 : 難 道 高 生 每 次 遇 上 的 都 是 奇 遇 , 不 曾 遇 上 挫 折 , 他 笑 言 當 然 不 是 : 「 例 如 初 去 澳 洲 讀 書 時 , 感 到 各 方 面 都 有 點 失 措 和 徬 徨 , 加 上 語 言 方 面 的 不 足 也 構 成 了 學 習 上 的 障 礙 。 最 刻 骨 銘 心 的 一 件 事 是 在 某 次 年 終 試 的 化 學 科 只 取 得 十 三 分 , 當 時 實 在 感 到 很 氣 餒 , 唯 有 不 斷 努 力 地 提 升 英 語 水 平 。 終 於 我 克 服 了 語 言 障 礙 之 餘 , 更 取 得 第 一 榮 譽 畢 業 。 我 的 想 法 是 : 當 你 不 要 想 有 別 的 路 走 或 者 其 他 安 排 時 , 面 臨 困 難 就 越 能 堅 持 努 力 闖 關 , 不 論 成 功 與 否 也 不 會 後 悔 。 同 樣 地 三 十 年 的 工 作 ? 自 然 也 有 不 少 困 難 , 但 我 絕 不 向 困 難 屈 服 , 而 是 反 過 來 盡 力 做 好 每 事 , 令 困 難 向 我 屈 服 。

壹 學 堂 訪 問 必 問 的 問 題 : 年 輕 人 想 要 投 身 室 內 設 計 行 業 , 應 該 如 何 裝 備 自 己 ? 「 首 先 是 用 筆 畫 畫 要 有 經 驗 ; 繼 而 是 對 生 活 細 節 感 興 趣 、 樂 於 觀 察 和 學 習 ; 再 細 心 考 慮 是 否 真 心 喜 歡 設 計 行 業 , 樂 於 作 為 終 身 職 業 ? 我 認 為 一 個 人 唯 有 真 心 喜 歡 的 事 業 才 能 做 得 好 , 故 盡 早 了 解 自 己 真 正 的 興 趣 所 在 是 很 重 要 的 。 我 很 難 理 解 為 什 麼 現 今 年 輕 人 可 以 三 心 兩 意 得 很 : 正 在 讀 醫 的 忽 然 覺 得 無 興 趣 轉 讀 別 科 , 這 豈 不 是 因 選 擇 太 多 而 兜 圈 子 嗎 ? 有 時 無 選 擇 的 一 往 無 前 地 努 力 更 容 易 達 致 成 功 。 同 時 設 計 師 要 有 很 強 的 觀 察 能 力 , 我 們 和 客 人 接 觸 的 時 間 可 能 很 短 , 要 在 短 短 的 見 面 時 間 ? 揣 摩 客 人 的 喜 好 , 要 求 設 計 師 在 很 短 時 間 ? 觀 人 於 微 : 客 人 的 衣 飾 、 化 妝 、 談 吐 、 兩 夫 婦 間 的 互 動 、 分 工 等 等 , 都 透 露 了 客 人 的 訊 息 。 至 於 我 的 設 計 師 樓 聘 用 新 人 的 話 , 我 會 先 考 慮 他 能 否 和 我 溝 通 、 他 的 談 吐 是 否 有 說 服 力 等 , 學 歷 和 工 作 經 驗 反 而 是 其 次 。

後 記
訪 問 在 輕 鬆 的 氣 氛 中 終 結 , 高 文 安 先 生 那 種 充 滿 活 力 和 自 信 的 說 話 方 式 感 染 了 在 場 的 每 一 個 人 , 積 極 面 對 人 生 的 態 度 , 努 力 做 好 工 作 的 熱 忱 , 相 信 螢 幕 前 的 你 同 樣 感 受 得 到 。

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Saturday, March 18, 2006

Some of my ideal home images for the apartment I hope I will soon be able to buy



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Friday, March 17, 2006


Found a rather apposite Savage Chickens: World of Possibility Cartoon on the topic of finding the one... The associated comments gave me a good chuckle. Looks like it's indeed an age-old conundrum...

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"I am 28. How do I grow up?"

Just found a really profound article on Salon.com completely by serendipity. A woman who is the same age as me is also having an existential crisis across the other side of the Atlantic. She asks, "How do I grow up?". I am asking myself that question day in day out, when my mind wasn't numbed by voyeuristic online reading and I reflect on my current sorry excuse of a life. She's achieved far more than I did for the same amount of years that we've inhabited this Earth: she's got her own place, she's got a 'fulfilling' job (mine would have been too if not for the bitches in my office), she's had proper relationships, she's got great friends that she sees on a regular basis (I do too, yet I'm lethargic when it comes to keeping in touch, as I'm currently lethargic about pretty much most areas of my life). But yet, she's talking about the difference between an 'on-paper' life and real life, the life that you go through in your head on a day by day basis as you carry on the job of living. I have the same questions too. In particular, the ones about finding and interacting with kindred spirits:

How do I know the difference between not being attracted to an individual and not being open to a real relationship? Conversely, when I get crushes on those cute pierced young men who work in the record shop, how do I know the difference between a genuine emotional connection and the thrill that comes from receiving attention and not feeling so lonely for a bit?

And the answers to to her questions, I am truly amazed to find, are actually more than semi-intelligent. That somebody who's a bit older and wiser actually managed to articulate empathy with our confusions without being the least bit patronising. And yes, really, the answers shifted my perspective, helped me think about the problems in a new light:

In fact, as the subject line of your original e-mail was "How to Grow Up," I might go so far as to say that the ability to act without knowing everything is one of the key attributes of an adult. You're going to have to make the best choices you can make at this particular time.

Without a belief in a core self, however, in the sense that Fredric Jamieson talks about the "depth model," it is difficult to see action as action rather than gesture. What I would say to you about adulthood, to liberate you, is that certain actions are just actions, not gestures. That is adulthood. When you get a flat tire and have to fix it, that is not symbolic. That is a flat tire. When the roof leaks and you get a new roof put on, that is not symbolic of middle-class existence. That is keeping the rain out. So I speculate that for your generation, schooled in postmodernism, part of moving out of the postmodern maze, which contains in its complexities many cruel intellectual traps, is learning to see action simply as action, not as gesture. You are not your iPod. You are not your pants.

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A couple of Jimmy Liao graphic art clips... I didn't realise that his seminal "Turn Left Turn Right" novella was translated into English as "A Chance of Sunshine"...

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Thursday, March 16, 2006

One of my favourite pictures


(Crisp Apple Photography ¦ July, 2005)

Taken last summer in the Parc Guell in Barcelona. There was a lone busker filling the cavernous hall section of the Park with his music, even when nobody was around to pay him any attention (except me of course!). The infectious confidence that his music was more than a match for Gaudi's magnificent architecture is what stayed with me after the visit. I am so glad I was able to capture this moment.

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Fuck'em







They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
That searing pain is a source of strength
That your well gets deeper
With each kick that pushed you under
That you should just take it on the chin
Bear it with a grin.

Well fuck that! What fuckin’ right have those fuckers to tell you
What you should or shouldn’t fuckin’ do
So what if you fuckin’ feel like bawlin’ your fuckin’ eyes out:
“It’s my fuckin’ right to react the fuckin’ way I please
None of your fuckin’ business”
Is what is right.

Them big bullies, in all shapes and sizes, male or female,
It doesn’t make a difference.
So they steal your lunch money, play you for a fool,
Isolate you, give you a black eye, say mean things about you,
Stab your back and call you a teacher’s pet.
It matters, it matters. Don’t say it doesn’t matter.

It isn’t bad enough that you’re already hurt
By some arseholes trying to negate you
Along comes a third party to further shush you
Quit whining! They said. All indignant.
As if you were at fault for having reacted.
Do they tell the bullies to quit? No sir-ree!

The world’s become so blasé, no-one bats an eye-lid
We couldn’t care less.
Cry-babies better learn, to shut it or else.
As nobody gives a fiddler’s.
Well fuck’em I’d say!

I couldn’t care less if the last thing you need
Is somebody tellin’ you they’ve just been bullied:
Just because you refuse to admit it doesn’t mean no victims exist.

So F-U-C-K-Y-O-U!

- written on 15 March 2006


(c) Snowdrops 2006. All rights reserved.

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Testing - my new blog!


Just signed up for this blog now that I've discovered I probably need to pay again to host pictures on my old diaryland blog, which is so user-unfriendly anyway. (And now I'm lamenting the time I wasted setting my blog up and going into all those troubles designing the look and everything, and now ALL my images were gone!).

So just testing and checking things out. New blog, new lease of life. There are several possibilities I would like to pursue with a blog like this, like rant about people and events, put my no-nonsense poems online (side-track: "poems" sound so weaselly and weak, and "spoken-word" so pretensious and anyway inaccurate - unless you read my stuff aloud of course, and "verse" so bland and academic..... ARRRRGH, can there be no word to describe instantaneous feelings captured in non-prose??), put my photos up and such. (although I probably will use Flickr for the last purpose and just link them in).

Anyway, have already gone off on a tangent in my very first post. But that's okay, this is my place, to offload all these thoughts in my head. Btw, I love my new nick - "Crisp Apples". Yeah, all's cool and grand. And Green :o)

p.s. Love the big write pad and text colour functions by the way, soooo user-friendly. Glad I'm finally at a blog space that cares about ease of use for its members!

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Viewfinder...

Where are you from?

Que sera sera...

Feed my pet!

Currently getting stuck in...

Have just finished...

Me, Anime...

A bunch of snowdrops by any other name...

SNOWDROPS
S is for Sweet
N is for Natural
O is for Open-hearted
W is for Worldly
D is for Dedicated
R is for Romantic
O is for Original
P is for Perfectionist
S is for Special
What Does Your Name Mean?