面线、红鸡蛋 is just a liner that is so short and that I shouldn't link to it, but I'm writing low on things from chaMOTOM that I can link with the Oct 06 essays.
It's the way chinese cook mee sua and 2 boiled eggs (dyed red) on birthdays. And that it's a very touching thing to have.
Excerpts from 27 October 2006 (Friday): Happy Birthday
It was my twenty-fourth birthday a few days ago. A friend on chat messaged me on the eve this is our conversation:
He: Happy birthday.
Me: Thanks.
He: Are you going to celebrate?
Me: I don’t know.
He: What is the point anyway?
Me: Well… it is an excuse to spend money without guilt. (Now that I’m jobless, I’ve been painfully thrifty.) I can go get drunk!
He: What is the point of getting drunk anyway?
Me: I don’t know.
Now, the above exchange makes me look like an idiot. That’s how the cynic makes everyone else feels unless you agree, or pretend to agree. Damn them and their fucking rhetorical questions. If the point in celebrating or getting drunk is of any relevance, then tell me what is the point of wishing me a happy fucking birthday?
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The funny thing is that about half a year ago, I resolved to a friend that I will be jobless by my birthday, and I fulfilled that. Half a year later, on my birthday, I am jobless and it is meaningless as well.
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Monday, October 20, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
Unexpected pictures - Beach
Beach is an unexpected picture taken in Japan. Was with my father and associates on the way somewhere. Made a pit stop for the toilet or for lunch - I don't remember. It was at a restaurant by the sea. Saw an image and took the picture while waiting for something else to happen.
I like this picture a lot though it was taken without much deliberation.
My parents never brought me to the beach when I was young. Or at least, they did so few a times, that I can't remember. It's okay. They were busy working. I understand and don't feel sorry for myself. The only inconvenience that caused me was how I would need to make up the essays in primary school when the teacher assigned topics like that, "a day at the beach" or "a day at the park". I could do "a dinner at a restaurant" or "lunch at the market". But whatever. I bet damn lot of kids made up those stories too. The problem with making up those essays is that the teachers didn't encourage surrealism and they were too predictable and boring to make up and boring to write. I think they should encourage more free play, it would also make marking the essays more interesting and less of a chore.
The point of essays is just to teach grammar and construction, right? The same lessons can be learnt. The same derogatory red scribbles could be made.
A day at a beach.
On a sunny day, my parents decided to bring us to the beach. So we packed some sandwiches and went. But it was so crowded we took a long time to find a place to settle down. When we did, I built a sand castle with a pail that I brought. My brother knocked it over and I cried. Then I slapped him on the chest. He threatened to summon Hulk Hogan to come and kick my ass. I threatened to call upon Shera - the warrior princess who would come on her colourful rainbow flying unicorn. He threatened to summon He-man, who was the brother of Shera. I threatened to tell mummy he bully me.
Suddenly, a giant fish louse monster arose from the sea and told us to stop fighting. We were very scared and we cried and cried. He warned us to shut up. If not he will call Yokuzuna to come and sit on us. So we shut up. He told us to be good and not argue with each other any more. So we shook hands and be good. After that the giant fish louse monster sat down with us and we all played together.
When it was evening we were hungry so we waved goodbye to our new friend and my brother rudely said "byebye, you go and die" and the fish louse sat there and cry and cry until my brother go and say sorry he was just joking only and they shook hands but the fish louse got no hands but they were okay already. Then we said byebye again and go and eat dinner.
~The end~
(Teacher, if you want to know what happens next, next month tell us to write "a dinner at a restaurant" and you will find out more, because now I write long enough already tomorrow can pass up to you. Byebye.)
I like this picture a lot though it was taken without much deliberation.
My parents never brought me to the beach when I was young. Or at least, they did so few a times, that I can't remember. It's okay. They were busy working. I understand and don't feel sorry for myself. The only inconvenience that caused me was how I would need to make up the essays in primary school when the teacher assigned topics like that, "a day at the beach" or "a day at the park". I could do "a dinner at a restaurant" or "lunch at the market". But whatever. I bet damn lot of kids made up those stories too. The problem with making up those essays is that the teachers didn't encourage surrealism and they were too predictable and boring to make up and boring to write. I think they should encourage more free play, it would also make marking the essays more interesting and less of a chore.
The point of essays is just to teach grammar and construction, right? The same lessons can be learnt. The same derogatory red scribbles could be made.
A day at a beach.
On a sunny day, my parents decided to bring us to the beach. So we packed some sandwiches and went. But it was so crowded we took a long time to find a place to settle down. When we did, I built a sand castle with a pail that I brought. My brother knocked it over and I cried. Then I slapped him on the chest. He threatened to summon Hulk Hogan to come and kick my ass. I threatened to call upon Shera - the warrior princess who would come on her colourful rainbow flying unicorn. He threatened to summon He-man, who was the brother of Shera. I threatened to tell mummy he bully me.
Suddenly, a giant fish louse monster arose from the sea and told us to stop fighting. We were very scared and we cried and cried. He warned us to shut up. If not he will call Yokuzuna to come and sit on us. So we shut up. He told us to be good and not argue with each other any more. So we shook hands and be good. After that the giant fish louse monster sat down with us and we all played together.
When it was evening we were hungry so we waved goodbye to our new friend and my brother rudely said "byebye, you go and die" and the fish louse sat there and cry and cry until my brother go and say sorry he was just joking only and they shook hands but the fish louse got no hands but they were okay already. Then we said byebye again and go and eat dinner.
~The end~
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Nostalgia - At Class
At Class was written on my lecture notes during tutorial because I was distracted by the trees that looked so happy swinging in the wind outside the window behind the teacher and the aircon was too cold and I dunno why he was rocking left and right like a palindrome which was a word I used but I've forgotten what it meant until now when I searched for a link to link up.
So, I went back and read it and think that palindrome is not as apt as a mechanical escapement. Escapement suggests the clock and time passing and escaping in wanting to get out of class i bet the teacher was also sian, so I changed the words. I often change things that were previously posted but this is the first time i'm announcing it.
So, I went back and read it and think that palindrome is not as apt as a mechanical escapement. Escapement suggests the clock and time passing and escaping in wanting to get out of class i bet the teacher was also sian, so I changed the words. I often change things that were previously posted but this is the first time i'm announcing it.
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