certain, flies away

the house.

the sandals.

somerset mrt station.

the movie.

orchard mrt station.

the small indent into the wall no one ever notices.

just big enough for two.

the walks,

and the conversations.

the chemistry notes.

the hesitation.

the watch.

the hand,

the smaller one.

troy.

the same movie watched twice.

the little book.

the fridays waited for.

the crying.

the magic.

the rain.

park mall.

the survey.

the rides home.

the circle.

the flower.

chinese new year shopping.

the hidden corridor.

the security camera.

the house.

the neighbourhood.

the friend.

the crying.

she stares into the distance,

knowing she will never love again.

and i stab you too

i think knowledge is a strange thing. today i was thinking about how there are prominent philosophers, and well, not so prominent philosophers. why do some philosophers become famous? and how is this related to the production or creation of new knowledge in the field of philosophy?

and it is quite strange, but i think all we ever come up are contradicting theories about phenomena, human nature, and random stuff about knowledge of different disciplines fo knowledge. when we read about famous philosophers, they are known for the intelligence and penetrating analysis of the world around us. it is interesting to note that many of them publish papers that contradict the dominating paradigm at the point of time. case in point – thomas kuhn’s scientific paradigms contradicted the original ideas of classical science that science as a discipline accumulates pieces of knowledge and as we accumulate knowledge we move closer to objective truth. for rationalism and empiricism, kant is hailed as the philosopher who brought both realms together, when the debate was seemingly so unresolvable.

philosophers seem to become famous when they lead to a radical change in the mindsets of “commoners” like us. they enlighten us about the ways of the world, and give the “ta-dah!” feeling together with the “why didn’t i think of that?” feeling in us. they are immortalised once they are able to achieve that – that meaning the task of making us, the readers, see things in a different way and eventually, we do get convinced that we have been blind all our lives and now we are suddenly in the light!

but notice – they raise possiblities. they present never-thought-before theories that are so seemingly possible, yet we face the same problems as before – we can never have true knowledge. we cannot justify our choice of theories over another theory explaining the same phenomenon, so we cannot nail down one correct theory that will explain the things that we see in this world.

it seems as if while society progresses and our knowledge (or the lack of it) becomes more refined with the existence of more possibilities, this creation of new theories that contradict current theories is largely driven by human nature – our aspiration towards superiority, power and perhaps fame.

to gain fame, power and immortalisation, be a philosopher. be one that raise radical possibilities that are still seemingly believable and you would be on your first step towards those goals. it is so strange to me that all the knowledge that we are gaining now might just be due to those ideals. sometimes when i read, it feels as if those theories were raised just to contradict the old theories, and the intention or motivation behind them does not seem to be to add to what we know about the world. it feels as if we are raising possibilities for the sake of just doing that, so that we can gain fame and power (obviously fame and power brings money, duh.)

that said, it does not mean that all philosophers do that. there are philosophers and thinkers who genuinely want to contribute possibilities that are worth considering so that we can explain the world better. it is just the intentions behind it that are sometimes unclear.

perhaps that is why we are so much more confused than before.

sorry but

why can’t we compare apples and oranges?

i never really got this phrase. or expression. why do people say “you can’t compare apple and oranges!” indignantly when they feel that two people or two things cannot be compared? i mean, obviously apples and oranges can be compared. they are obviously easier to compare than like transmission of signal in axon and transmission of signal in synapse. like what the heck. many people can probably think of more ways to compare apple and oranges than that 8 mark question anyway.

here is how you can compare apple and oranges.

colour
woah, this cannot be any more obvious. i mean if you cannot compare apples and oranges according to colour, something must be seriously wrong, like maybe you are colourblind or something.

hm well, an apple is red, and an orange is well, orange.

texture
i think there should be a general consensus regarding this factor of comparison, cause most of the apples that we see are alike, and most of the oranges that we see are alike too!

so, an apple is smooth, and an orange is rough.

shape
uhm right.

   

that’s the answer!

where they are grown
according to my highly accurate sources, apples and oranges are both grown on trees. how cool.

right. they have both similarities and differences! so why can’t we compare apples and oranges?

so strange.

just leave a space

today was ben&jerry’s free cone day! haha it was only from 12 to 7 pm, so because i heard to go for match support at wushu finals, i thought i would not be able to make it for free ice cream =( but thank goodness the last event for wushu ended quite early, so i managed to go meet yan an, chin nam, shi jie and sarge at novena mrt to go to united square’s ben&jerry’s! yayness. and during the wushu finals i met this j1, tham zhiyang i think, who is actually quite a fun guy but he’s gay, who went together with me!

and when we reached there, the scene was unbelievable. the queue totally snaked from b&j’s to the carpark (that had no aircon!) i finally understood the extent of singaporean’s patience when it comes to free things. and it’s not like i wouldn’t queue if i had the time. usually one cone costs $4.50, and now it’s free! of course i would queue. but well, it was kind of late (6pm?) and the queue starts at the non-air conditioned car park! i did not really feel like queuing so zhiyang and i decided to walk down the queue to say hi to fellow rj queuers. as in like, my friends if they were there.

and and as we walked down the queue, we met some j1s at the front of the queue! so i was talking to them for awhile (of course i didn’t have an ulterior motive!) and…

they told me to join in their queue!!!

i was like “omg don’t want… feel so bad!” then the j1s were like “ENTER NOW NOW NOW!” cause the people behind weren’t looking. lol. then after much hesitation, i joined the queue.

and the worst thing was that i called my friends to come and join the queue too.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhh so bad.

so anyway basically we got our ice cream in 2 minutes.

and to atone for our sins, we are going to treat the j1s to bubble tea! sigh. but of course the badness towards the rest of the singaporeans queueing cannot be addessed… so oh wells. at least we got our ice cream. sorry everybody!

hahaha it was my first time queueing for free things. okay technically i was not queueing, but… yeah wells. i think i would really feel quite angry if i were the group of people behind the rjc group. sigh…

oh. mr jarrod lee is really interesting.

it involved a board

my cool mum revamped and tidied my wardrobe today!

yay!

mandarin’s a type of chinese

avril on youtube

this is really quite funny!

and it is sang by avril.

like wow.

coffee, tea or me?

just a few minutes ago, i had a really cute (or weird.) recollection of myself when i was primary 2 i think. maybe cause lots of people brought their primary school photos to school today (jieliang seriously does not look like! besides the weird eyebrows.), that triggered off a little of my thoughts about primary school.

i guess i should say that i have always love eating curry. like up till now i still love it! it is like, i will almost always eat “cai fan” because i get to pick curry. i would not even mind eating “cai fan” everyday as long as there is curry. but sad for the “cai fan” stall owners, if there is no curry, sorry but i don’t want to eat “cai fan”!

oh wells. yeah so what happened in primary 2 was that i realised that they sell curry in school! of course, it was from the “cai fan” stall, but being only primary 2, i guess i would not want to eat so much just for recess. like seriously! the day is only like 5 hours and kids just eat so much for recess anyway. and also cause i am some mighty financial planner who saves tons of money, i would not want to spend that much anyway.

so i decided i shall bring bread to school to eat with the 30 cents curry!

i packed my own plain bread in a tupperware and brought it to school for the first time. and yay! it was finally recess time. i quickly rushed to get my 30 cents curry, but then i think i thought “wow so unglam.” and uh… well,

i decided to abandon my friends that day and sat with the indian friends in my class. i think i felt that they would understand eating curry with bread better.

haha, kids just think of the weirdest things.

pieces you never know

how do you know you’re a genius?

the first time in your life you buy a 4-D ticket,

it’s a number that has not opened in the last 21 years.

which is basically like the entire history of 4-D.

woo!

lol.

all over again; stupid

happy april’s fool!

google is full of coolness. http://mail.google.com/mail/help/paper/more.html

i can’t find the strait’s times prank.

damn.