emu

Lost Generation

A distance apart

2 more months.
emu
[info]lkwai

its quite ironic really.
only in the past few days have i really noticed the.. difference that distance makes.
to pass judgement on anything when being oneself apart gets exponentially worse the greater the distance.
to compound the difference, the judgement can become even more skewed.
and to refer to physical distance in measuring the disparity is foolish.
more often than not, the key lies in the distance between standards of the parties concerned, hence the distance.
when the standards between the parties involved are similiar, physical distance is hardly a concern.
by the same regard, when the parties involved have a mismatch in standards.. you could be at the same place and it would not matter less.

speaking of which anyway, i'm most certain that i'm currrently working in a place with standards that would never match with mine, nor mine with theirs.
its quite ironic in hindsight, that the people whom i'm working FOR see the value in what i do, whereas those i work WITH seem to see differently.
which brings me back to my previous post, kinda. i think i'm in the wrong generation. my ideals don't hold up today. so i'm worrying, will i need to put up with more of this nonsense post ORD? i know the world's like that, but thats hardly reassuring. 5 years of studying and there'd no more buffer for the real world.

perhaps i'll just keep my fingers crossed.
 


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like gears in a machine.
emu
[info]lkwai

So.. Am I socially dysfunctional?

so often it seems the values i hold dear are outdated, irrelevant and completely out-of-phase to those around me.

mayhaps there be 2 ways of looking at it.
maybe society at large has moved on, leaving some individuals lost in a forgotten era. i do still have my ideals, but they definitely do not resound as strongly within me as they did before.
or perhaps, we've all become dysfunctional together? the thought isn't that comforting, but it sure beats being left behind in the dust. :\

are morals no longer worth their weight? maybe things like mutual respect don't mean anything anymore. teamwork, cooperation tend to be the exception rather than the norm.

maybe its just this little island i'm on, and the organization that owns the island, but that'd be naive as heck.
school probably won't be any different.
work after that would be even more the same.

headtableheadtableheadtable.


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anything goes. (inprog)
emu
[info]lkwai
everything goes up.
everything goes down. 
everything goes haywire.
everything goes back to normal.
seriously, does anything go?

just returned from 2 weeks spent in unfamiliar territory.
the only sense of home and security coming from the hearts and voices of those around me. 
hard to believe that for 2 weeks i felt wholly at home.  
to think that more than half were strangers. 
even now, many still are. 
stranger still, i must've been equally strange, if not stranger, to them. 

now though, some no longer strangers, but just strange.
to think that a common purpose, one minded determination to push forward could do so much.

everything did go haywire.
over and over again. 

so many of you were strangers to many of us. 
what was there to do? do we all step up?

whose fight was it? yours? mine? 
did i know what would make you tick? did you?

what were the thoughts running through your head? the feelings swirling in your heart?
smoke fog and bright flashing lights. who was in the know?

of course we were lost.
but thank you riohc, for somehow we found a way through it all.
stumbling together, blinded by the shadow of fear, encumbered by the weight of ambition. 
falling fast from the stars in our dreams, we definitely missed the clouds on the way down.

yet someone woke us up from our slumber, and spread our wings for us to fly again.

i guess i just really want to thank you, riohc, for being so accepting and so forgiving time and time again.
absolutely awesome that we could all go on stage together with just a love for music, a love for the person besides you, for the friend behind you, and just jump straight in together, be it in melody, harmony or dissonance. 

we always tried to fill the hall, but we did more than that.
we chased away the emptiness inside. inside the hall. inside our minds. inside every heart that listened.
watching a girl in the front row cup her mouth as we finished itsuki, that was a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
and walking off stage those nights, was immeasurable satisfaction, unattainable anywhere else.

thank you riohc, for your Voices in Flight.
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miniscule
emu
[info]lkwai
I don't really matter, don't I?

Another week ahead. meh.
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doh wtf.
emu
[info]lkwai

"As a human being. You have all the basic ingredients. You're really very likeable, when you put your mind to it. You make people laugh, when you can be bothered, and you're kind, and when you decide you like someone then that person feels as though she's the centre of the whole world, and that;s a very sexy feeling. It's just that most of the time you can't be bothered."
- Laura to Rob, in the book HIGH FIDELITY by NICK HORNBY.

Favorite paragraph in the book haha. Finished it in 3 days of camp. I read too fast for my own good.

Anyway..
Today, I
1.  Booked out for half day of off.
2. Went to Clementi for fish porridge (lunch, ~1415hrs)
3. Didn't feel full after lunch, proceeded to subway and bought a Subway Melt.
4. Brought it home with me in the taxi.
5. Had a very chatty taxi driver. Not bad, as long as I don't have to talk much :D
6. Got home and toasted my sandwich somemore.
7. Turned on my laptop.
8. Realized the fan was even noisier than 3 days ago.
9. Proceeded to spend points 10,11,12,13,14, etc. (at least 3 hours) trying to strip my laptop, and fix the fan.
18. Stripped my laptop twice.
19. Managed to make a fan that was grinding loudly at the start, to stop grinding at the end.
20. Managed, in fact, to end up with a fan that doesn't even work.
21. Ended up with a laptop that doesn't have cooling.
22. Si liao, means need to spend more money.

Rawr.

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Square One.
flowerszoom
[info]lkwai
So remember when we were driving.. )

Nights on tekong indeed. Far away from home.
I hope i make a difference to those i meet there.
Hopefully i won't tire/grow disillusioned/screw up there. </span></span></span>
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(no subject)
emu
[info]lkwai
 darn, why do civilian weekends fly by so soon.

so my weekend was FRI-SAT-SUN-MON-TUES, for those who didn't have to come back.

I failed soc, so i had to come back on sat for training. so FRI was a bookout, translated into a NIGHTS OUT for me, and i had SOC SAT morning. so more or less a break of SAT-SUN-MON-TUES. and SAT was spent KO'ed at home, because of SOC. to SUN MON TUES. and then SUN was a late reveillie (yay.) and church for the most part, and another day gone. now its MON. and halfway through the day. I'ma sadded. 

anyway, taiwan trip coming up this saturday. 21 days till 22/23 aug. I'm not looking forward to it, I must say. The temperature up there is horrendously high, with nary a chance of low humidity what with it being the typhoon season and all. ( i was wishing for at least DRY weather.) darn it all. not looking forward to climbing heights and all that stuff. just hoping to endure it day by day I guess, wish me luck >.< where I go to after sispec.. i'll cross that bridge after I get there. but the freaking out has already begun. 

i wonder how much phone calls cost on roaming in taiwan. sighhh. 3 weeks awaaaay. 

anyway its that time of year now, seems like everyone's gonna be breaking contact for a while. most of the saf guys will be thrown overseas for some training, while the girls start moving in to UNI. wow its gonna be a busy month or 2. i better make plans to meet up with the lot of them soon.  

note to self: this post is nothing like what i had in mind. darn it. 

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Oh why.
emu
[info]lkwai
Its been too long since I last wrote anything of significance. (To myself, to say the least.) So long I haven't written, that when I actually have the means and desire to write, the words don't come. Dust has settled on my circuits in the past half-year. I miss the thrill of being able to find the right words and phrases, terms and technicalities, to express one's own thoughts and feelings. I might have, to say the least, intellectually devolved. Nowadays, my thought processes exist merely as a meaningless jumble of words for most of the time.

It's kinda depressing, how things are.

I miss unravelling complexities in my mind, solving problems, and I don't mean just childish word games or riddles. (I do enjoy a crossword and such, but somehow they don't seem to be enough..) There's an increasing lack of substance and form to my thoughts nowadays, I guess thats what I'm trying to say. The effects of a mind numbing half-year I would guess.. Makes one wonder what would happen after one's own tertiary education.

I want to think, lest I cease to exist.
 - Hah all this was the result of me trying to write something in camp, and it ended with just feeling sorry for myself -.-" Mostly copied out from my little black notebook haha.

Anyhow in other news, ROC in August. I'm really freaking out over what we're gonna do there, it worries me and has me questioning if I'm really ready to take on the challenge.
Unfortunately the fact is whether I'm ready or not, I'll be going to ROC, so God bless me and I'll just try to survive. zomg.
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no rhyme, no reason.
emu
[info]lkwai

i get the feeling i'm way too idealistic. 
or maybe i was just brought up differently?
sometimes i get the feeling i expect too much from people.
like i kinda wish everyone could be more logical and civilized when dealing with others. 
some people really do get a kick out of antagonizing others, and damn its frustrating.
are they just testing waters? having fun at the expense of others? 
kinda screwed up imo. 
or maybe i'm just not mature enough. too innocent + naive. 
not too hard to accept i guess, just a bit saddening ): 
hope i don't piss people off. considering i'm so poor at reading others. 

in other news, had a nice night out tonight with jean seok cheryl kunwon and jian yi :D
dinner and talking nonsense ftw. 
somehow i always want to blog, always think i have content to blog about, and when it comes down to it..
i've got nothing to write. 
this lj is gonna be such a poor record of my thoughts. wasted -.-
this weekend feels kinda invigorating. or maybe it was the ice coffee i had just now with the gang.
mildly cheery now haha. 
and tired too doh. why tired. sigh. 

walking home from the bus stop was quite an uplifiting experience.
singing alone with music in my ears, strolling in the illumination of streetlamps. 
nary a care in the world (for like 10 minutes -.-) and just relaxing in the semi-silence.
don't really get chances for that in camp. 
do miss the feeling for letting loose some notes, some words, some lyrics,
belting out a tune, a song.
okay i think more endorphins are flowing through me for some reason.
or just caffeine. man coffee club has strong coffee.
euphoria is fun.
ima stick lyrics into my ipod songs one day. when time is more abundant.
time to go.

Don't give up,
It's just the weight of the world..
Don't Give Up (You Are Loved)

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I have a confession to make..
emu
[info]lkwai
 I.. Am a clam.

I'm not kidding. I'm clamming. Can't you tell? 
I don't like talking much, after all, clams can't really talk.
Normally, i'm just sitting in a corner, lurking..
laying calcium carbonate on some irritant inside me..
I like listening though. I can listen for hours on end.
Clams hardly yawn. I think. I'm not sure xD.
I'm a filter feeder though, so don't blame me if I have selective listening.
I talk (to significant extents) only under certain conditions..
Cooking me thoroughly is probably the best way to get me to open up. 
I recommend white wine and garlic. With a garnish of chopped spring onions at the very end. 
But if you don't want to cook, just alcohol works.
Drown me in beer or wine or champagne etc. you get the idea.
Whatever it is, don't make me into chowder ):

Mm. Clam. I'm juicy inside. 

Damn i'm getting hungry typing about myself. 
I think its bad to be a clam. I'd get fat thinking about myself. 

Months down the line i'll be reminded of this post, and i'll see how absurd it really is.
Oh wait, I think i'm starting to realize already.
Oh, false alarm, I'm just hungry.
 

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