Together

I'm adding something new to the mixture
So there's a different hue to the picture.
A different ending to this fairytale
And no sunset into which we sail.

Sunday, June 29, 2008

And so the two sides of me will battle. A bold side, which could really care less about the embarrassment and hurt awaiting me, that says with much audacity, "Heck it, take the risk!", at the risk of becoming the Greatest Fool in the world, to be laughed at and ridiculed for my supreme silliness. And the other, a meek and unambitious side, skeptical of every truly positive sign and which loves hanging upon an air of extreme pessimism. Always rejecting all possible advances and being contented with wallowing in pathetic self-pity and in an eternal state of wishing thinking, that I could be somewhere better, somewhere greater, if only I had been wiser.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

I Want To Go Holidays Lah.

I have been working since I ORD'ed, with some breaks in between. But those breaks are too short and I remained in boring Singapore all these while. I really love my time in Australia even though I was with the army and in some exercise.... I remember we went to a deserted beach in Rockhampton and I really loved it although it was only for an afternoon. There were beach crabs, so tiny that just one careless step and you would kill them. They were digging their holes and appearing once in a while. See how fast they had ducked underneath once the sea waves came in. Amazing. And then there were those beautiful rocks, and urchins and some creatures I have never seen before here and there. And the waves. How they rush against your feet and bring a cooling sensation to you. And as you gaze far into the horizon, you know that the world God created is big and beautiful.

Just knowing that I was somewhere else is in itself something to be relished...

The world is so big. Earth is so big. I am letting myself stuck in a small area of the earth. I wish one day I can see National Geographic pictures right in front of my eyes. Waterfalls, oceans, forests... whatever.

So come July 11, I will try my best to jio people overseas. Don't care if it is Malaysia. Just go out, and I hope my friends would be free... I have toyed with the idea with J to go China, and I hope he is free this time round.

Forget about paying bills lah. Hostel fees, school fees, driving test. Probably need like at least 6k to pay them all. I cannot pay them all anyway. Just go for holiday since I am already broke. Haha.

Just wish that I could enjoy time together with friends, before the gruelling and monotonous days of studies dawn again.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

And I Love Her

I give her all my love
That's all I do
And if you saw my love
You'd love her too
I love her

She gives me ev'rything
And tenderly
The kiss my lover brings
She brings to me
And I love her

A love like ours
Could never die
As long as I
Have you near me

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

"If you fail, at least you fail gloriously."

Yesterday's Culture meeting was fruitful. I have been thinking about the plan for weeks, and yesterday I went to meet OCH and the rest half-heartedly, because I know yet again I have produced close to nothing but very brief, undeveloped ideas. I went there prepared that if I were to be rebuked, I would not raise a squeak of a sound to defend myself. I would have absolutely deserved it.

I have been thinking of leaving the initiative, one which I believe requires a lot of faith and optimism about social change more than anything else. I, on the other hand, am terribly ill-suited and may I say, absolutely disqualified, given my rigid pessimism about how a group of youths can actually change deeply-rooted values and laws in society. In fact, I was close to telling OCH yesterday that I don't really believe we can change our society (at the risk of sounding rebellious and biblically unsound.) The optimism to believe that we can really change things, is the key characteristic for someone leading this initiative. Not creativity. Not good planning. Not ability to be relevant. Not fantastic leadership. Though all those are very important. But the key, without which abundant creativity, intellect, leadership can never make this work, is the deep belief that we can do something about it.

A part of me retorts inwardly, "Can we, really?"

I believe, until yesterday, I have almost given up on that belief. I have found myself dwelling in the realm of ideas for too long, that I asked myself, "When am I going to do something concrete?" Something tangible. Solid. Something that people and the society can see and react in agreement or disagreement. And I fully agree with OCH that Reformed Theology never stays in the realm of ideas, but is supported by solid action. Look at how Calvin transformed Geneva, how Schaeffer transformed L'Abri. So when OCH brought up the aspects of Understanding, Countering and Actions, I smiled. Because I realised I have the same idea and direction as him, though I have to say I feel extremely limited in what I can do.

At one point I remarked that things like prostitution has been here for so long, and in so many countries, and suggested perhaps all we could do is write some pitiful letters which will most probably be overlooked. OCH replied, "We can write letters..."

I know at that moment, that is the difference between him and me. That is sheer optimism. Which I lack.

And so I thought of Andy Defresne. He wrote a letter every week for six years and finally he got himself a library in Shawshank Prison. And he continued writing, and the funds finally came in. He got a grand library nobody would have ever dreamt of before he came. I know that's fiction, but I wish I have the spirit of Andy.

Somewhere in March this year, after the Initiative presentations, I received feedback from OCH, QL and James that I was very convincing. Perhaps 'convincing' means lying through my teeth. I wonder how much of what I said really came out of my own convictions. And that, I am terribly ashamed of myself.

Perhaps my mind and my heart are out of place. Deep in my mind I know what is the right thing to do. But in my heart, I lack that faith to carry it forward. Or perhaps I disallowed myself the option to fail and see instead only a giant step that I could not reach, and that led to my discouragement.

"Do you dare to dream, brother?" OCH asked. He reminded me of Martin Luther King. I said nothing and only managed a smile. I was about to say, "What if I fail?" when he said, "Even if we fail, we fail gloriously."

I realise much of my inability to create something solid for this initiative is my lack of faith, for one, and my incapability to allow failure to happen. As such, I worry about relevance. I worry about talking too high for the students to catch. I worry about dryness of the topics. I worry about the audience's response.

How about allowing yourself to fail, Derrick?

And fail gloriously at that.

Yes, yes. I think I can do that.

Monday, June 16, 2008

Give Me Back That Passion...

We played soccer last Saturday, and because of that my legs ached a little bit on Sunday and today. The ache was not as horrible as I thought it would be everytime I play some intensive soccer... But the feeling was... shiok lah!! If I can play this once every 3 days I will...

Whether its the joy of hitting the ball against the crossbar and gazing with much hope that it will go into the net or with much disappointment to see it bounce back into play....

Or dribbling the ball with the left and the right and the passing and the composed build up play....

Or the excellent last-ditch sliding tackle that prevented a certain goal...

Or the delicate and delightful through-pass that fooled all the defenders and required only a simple tap-in....

Or the excellent controlled accuracy of a shot that you could easily have blasted past the goalkeeper, but to the opposite team it was probably a greater morale drainer...

Or the telepathic understanding of exactly where your teammate will be, and where he wants the ball to be...

Savour every moment, relish every moment of touching the ball and applying different techniques and watch that ball go where you want it to....

HOW THE HELL CAN ANYONE NOT LOVE SOCCER?!?!

And to those who call soccer a 'game where 22 players chase after a ball', I will not even entertain that level of ignorant blasphemy against the beautiful game that is called Soccer.

And it has been a while since I have rekindled this passion of soccer, thanks to Euro 2008.

I need to find more soccer kakis.

Monday, June 09, 2008

She's a Superwoman

Watch the video below and tell me that it wasn't 8 minutes of pure talent!



I was completely blown off watching this video. Alicia Keys is just amazing live. Sounds like a recorded version. I went to HMV the other day and her album was selling at $13.90... while people are buying nonsense like My Chemical Romance for twice that price.

I love her hair and outift in that video! She had all sorts of hair, braided, bonded and nothing beats her look in this video... She looked amazing. She's incredibly beautiful. Okay, I'm infatuated.

She can sing songs that only vocal powerhouses can pull off, and American Idol wannabes always butcher them to death. She can play the piano and sing such high powerful notes at the same time. She can strut across the stage and dance effortlessly. She can write incredible lyrics about love and relationships.

She's.. close to perfection. And I'm gonna get her album soon.

Saturday, June 07, 2008

Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian

I must say this is another one of those shows where you go in the theatre expecting nothing, and it turns out pleasantly and surprisingly good. I actually enjoyed PC more than Lion, the Witch and Wardrobe. Of course LWW has better themes to deal with than PC (whose themes I feel are a bit overlooked and sacrificed for the action scenes), but I feel as a whole PC is more humourous and for once I didn't feel like I was watching incredulously kids fighting for a kingdom. I didn't have to watch in some disbelief as I did in LWW. Maybe it's because the kids are all grown up.

Themes of PC seems to surround around pride and humility. Pride of course in PC was shown in Caspian's and Peter's inability to trust in Aslan (and their inclination to disagree with each other and to attack the castle by their own effort), whom Lucy thought was the One who won the fight and the kingdom for them in LWW. And when Lucy saw Aslan (and none others did), she explained that 'perhaps you didn't look closer'. She's a great example of child-like faith. Much of these themes could actually be explored more in detail, but was instead sacrificed for what is undeniable better action sequences than LWW. Not that I need them though, afterall, nothing can top the action sequences in LOTR.

Nevertheless, I shall not be biased against PC for producing what is in comparison second-rate action sequences when standing side by side with a truly epic film like LOTR. And I shall not be biased given that C.S. Lewis was Tolkien's contemporary and they wrote about similar fantasy creatures though with rather different motivations in mind. My first thought when the trees came alive was 'Ents! in LOTR: TWW, and then the scene with the rushing waters resemble that of the horse waves crushing the Nasguls chasing Arwen and Frodo in LOTR: FoTR, and the catapults throwing large stones are identical to those the orcs use in LOTR: RoTK. Similar, similar, similar. But I shall take Narnia as it is, and it is a pretty good film.

I like the humour too! The whole movie is littered with humour that is appropriate and not overdone. The sword-welding mice actually bound a sleeping cat! They even threw in a little romance that is sweet and innocent and pure. Best part was Lucy exclaiming after Susan, "Maybe you will need it to call me again!" in subtle mockery of Susan's mischeivous hint to Prince Caspian to, well, call her again, using that horn. Haha, that is how people court in the kingdom of Narnia! I think I was smiling for a good 20 seconds after that scene...such a sweet scene. And the ending... there was this song that at first sounded awkward (the only soundtrack that contains lyrics), and then it actually sounded nice... Nice, but still I thought it was a little out of place, especially when the movie is still going on and the credits and black screen have not rolled in yet.

And I like how when I thought a particular scene should be made silent to produce an effect of sadness or awe in the audience (particularly in between loud battle scenes).. and to find that the director actually thought the same as me... brings me some delight :) Especially those parts where the arrows were fired, first at the good minotaurs/centaurs trapped in the castle, and then Susan and gang firing at the bad guys who are losing the battle. The silent effect was done rather admirably.

Perhaps PC was a little less magical than LWW. But if a movie can make me sit through 145 mins (almost 2.5 hrs) without making me feel jaded, it is a good one.

7/10.

Friday, June 06, 2008

Happy D-Day, Wendy

I mean, Happy B-Day... to my eldest sister Wendy! (a.k.a. Bimbo)

Because she has faithfully delivered her promise to buy me my White Stripes and Queen DVD and she's going to buy me my movies and books this coming September when she comes back!

Hahahahaha.

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

They will never be broken again

The fragile cannot endure
The wrecked and the jaded a place so impure
The static of this cruel world
Cause some birds to fly long before they've seen their day
Long before they've seen their day

Let the wind carry you home
Blackbird fly away
May you never be broken again.

Beyond the suffering you've known
I hope you find your way
May you never be broken again

From Alter Bridge's "Blackbird"

Sunday, June 01, 2008

65 Days To NUS!

Time really flies. I think the only other time I am interested in counting down is when I'm doing it for my ORD. And it has already been 7 months since I ORD'ed!

And I guess it really dawned on me how time flies when I sent Ernest into BMT. And I was there 2 years ago, and 2 years have passed just like that. All the regimentation, kenna scolding from Sergeants, chiong suas, living with bunkmates are all a thing of the past.

I wonder if I have changed? Grown? Become wiser? Or at least stop being a childish person... God's grand purpose in the lives of believers is to mould them to be like His Son. I wonder if I have proceeded much in this Ultimate Course of Life?

4 more years of studies to go, and time will fly as fast as it has.