Why stay away?
1. traffic jam to the place of celebration
2. traffic jam in the car park of celebration
3. traffic jam going home after celebration
Why go?
1. fun
2. friends
3. fireworks
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
...being shot down with bullets of work.
rat-tat-tat-tat...
the machine gun spewed its bullets
one by one
they shot over the air
pushed through defenses
hit their target
rat-tat-tat-tat...
artillery fired away
i, collapsed
from sheer exhaustion
as reason died in the hands of work
i, surrendered
waved the white flag
foresaw the lost of september
fare thee well
my social life
draw your last breath
on the eve of freedom
the machine gun spewed its bullets
one by one
they shot over the air
pushed through defenses
hit their target
rat-tat-tat-tat...
artillery fired away
i, collapsed
from sheer exhaustion
as reason died in the hands of work
i, surrendered
waved the white flag
foresaw the lost of september
fare thee well
my social life
draw your last breath
on the eve of freedom
Sunday, August 27, 2006
...the nonsense some people can utter.
After living without reading the newspapers for five days, I finally had a chance to glance through a few news late at night.
And I laughed out loud over a ridiculous comment made by a certain person.
Quote...
"...since the state does not have discos or nightclubs, how can vice exist?"
By vice, he is referring to prostitution, which was the main headline of a daily English paper.
Oh my goodness, how shallow can a person's thinking be? Vice or prositution does not need discos or nightclubs to exist. This vice will be where immorality is. Immorality is found in the hearts of people who do not fear God and who shun chastity.
This particular fella went on to say that the people there are "cultured and did not subscribe to such pursuits".
I still do not get how being cultured is related to such pursuits. I mean, the lords and ladies of 18th and 19th century England were deemed to be cultured, and yet they pursued sexual immorality rampantly.
To make sure that I did not go astray in my thinking, I decided to check the dictionary for the meaning of being "cultured".
culture
refined understanding or the arts and other intellectual achievement
I rest my case.
I, then, read the next article on the same page.
Two gigolo wannabes come clean with story - that was the headline.
These two guys were duped of their cash. I coudn't help it. I laughed out loud again. But with fond memories, I recalled how I couldn't even recognise a gigolo right in front of me, offering me his services. Now, that was funny.
And I laughed out loud over a ridiculous comment made by a certain person.
Quote...
"...since the state does not have discos or nightclubs, how can vice exist?"
By vice, he is referring to prostitution, which was the main headline of a daily English paper.
Oh my goodness, how shallow can a person's thinking be? Vice or prositution does not need discos or nightclubs to exist. This vice will be where immorality is. Immorality is found in the hearts of people who do not fear God and who shun chastity.
This particular fella went on to say that the people there are "cultured and did not subscribe to such pursuits".
I still do not get how being cultured is related to such pursuits. I mean, the lords and ladies of 18th and 19th century England were deemed to be cultured, and yet they pursued sexual immorality rampantly.
To make sure that I did not go astray in my thinking, I decided to check the dictionary for the meaning of being "cultured".
culture
refined understanding or the arts and other intellectual achievement
I rest my case.
I, then, read the next article on the same page.
Two gigolo wannabes come clean with story - that was the headline.
These two guys were duped of their cash. I coudn't help it. I laughed out loud again. But with fond memories, I recalled how I couldn't even recognise a gigolo right in front of me, offering me his services. Now, that was funny.
Saturday, August 26, 2006
…praying while you are still young.
nicole: do you remember one of our teachers telling us that it's not too early to pray for your future husband?
kwazy berry: yeah, i do recall something like that.but i never did do so at that time. did you?
nicole: yes, i did.
guess what? she's now attached to a boyfriend that she knows she wants to marry. and most probably she will soon.
two other friends, who told me that they prayed about their future husband while they were still in their teens, are now happily married.
what can i say? i never ever did take that advice seriously. i never did pray about it when i was young. nor later.
God, i guess i thought i could find one neat guy on my own, without your help.
obviously, it's not happening.
well, i better start praying now... while i'm still "young".
kwazy berry: yeah, i do recall something like that.
nicole: yes, i did.
guess what? she's now attached to a boyfriend that she knows she wants to marry. and most probably she will soon.
two other friends, who told me that they prayed about their future husband while they were still in their teens, are now happily married.
what can i say? i never ever did take that advice seriously. i never did pray about it when i was young. nor later.
God, i guess i thought i could find one neat guy on my own, without your help.
obviously, it's not happening.
well, i better start praying now... while i'm still "young".
Thursday, August 24, 2006
...not being choosy.
Ephesians 5: 33
However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband.
Lots of people say I'm being choosy. Yes, I admit I am. But how can I not be choosy? After all, he's gonna be my life partner. Someone whom I'm gonna live with for the rest of my life. (Or some may say, cannot live without for the remainder of your life.) Of course, I gotta be choosy. I rather not married than marry a guy who I get irritated with after awhile.
O.k. I also admit that I do have a list of criterias. Hah! I know there's no such thing as a perfect man (and no perfect woman either - me being the least perfect!!) I just wanted someone whom I can relate to, share thoughts and principles, lah dee da, lah dee dee, and so on.
So after reading this bible verse today, I've decided to revamp my list. Now, it has only 3 items.
kwazy berry signing off, still dreaming of her knight in shining armour on a white steed...
Thud!
kwazy berry smacked into the iron metal of reality masquerading as an armour and dropped mushed to the harsh muddy ground.
However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband.
Lots of people say I'm being choosy. Yes, I admit I am. But how can I not be choosy? After all, he's gonna be my life partner. Someone whom I'm gonna live with for the rest of my life. (Or some may say, cannot live without for the remainder of your life.) Of course, I gotta be choosy. I rather not married than marry a guy who I get irritated with after awhile.
O.k. I also admit that I do have a list of criterias. Hah! I know there's no such thing as a perfect man (and no perfect woman either - me being the least perfect!!) I just wanted someone whom I can relate to, share thoughts and principles, lah dee da, lah dee dee, and so on.
So after reading this bible verse today, I've decided to revamp my list. Now, it has only 3 items.
- He must be a born again Christian who loves God.
- He must love me.
- He must be someone whom I will respect.
kwazy berry signing off, still dreaming of her knight in shining armour on a white steed...
Thud!
kwazy berry smacked into the iron metal of reality masquerading as an armour and dropped mushed to the harsh muddy ground.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
...the married berry.
Who? Who got married? Who had a baby?
I heard kwazy berry got married and had a baby! Is that true?
kwazy berry: No, it's not true!
Rumours had been going around that kwazy berry has a baby girl.
kwazy berry: What? Hey, I’m still single and available!!
O.k. stop laughing. I know it sounds funny to you. It completely ruined my reputation. How am I’m gonna attract guys if they think I’m off the shelf?
What brought this on? Yep, it’s that lovely picture of kwazy berry holding her little baby niece.
Key word: Niece, i.e. sister’s daughter
Several people did message me to ask the question and clarify. But I never thought that some people had presumed without asking for the truth.
I know. It's so natural to assume so coz I'm pass the marriageable age and I put on weight and people my age are having babies.
Here's showing what happens when we see or hear things but not verify the facts. That's how rumours start. This is the danger of just knowing little bits and believing them blindly. So I say, don't believe everything you read or hear. Judge for yourself. Ask the direct source. Assume but not presume. Give the benefit of doubt. Sometimes, what you think is a trusted source may not be all that right too.
Well, to save my reputation and put myself back on game, I've changed the picture. And that too, people will comment. They are just jealous because they can't find a cuter picture of themselves. Hah!
I heard kwazy berry got married and had a baby! Is that true?
kwazy berry: No, it's not true!
Rumours had been going around that kwazy berry has a baby girl.
kwazy berry: What? Hey, I’m still single and available!!
O.k. stop laughing. I know it sounds funny to you. It completely ruined my reputation. How am I’m gonna attract guys if they think I’m off the shelf?
What brought this on? Yep, it’s that lovely picture of kwazy berry holding her little baby niece.
Key word: Niece, i.e. sister’s daughter
Several people did message me to ask the question and clarify. But I never thought that some people had presumed without asking for the truth.
I know. It's so natural to assume so coz I'm pass the marriageable age and I put on weight and people my age are having babies.
Here's showing what happens when we see or hear things but not verify the facts. That's how rumours start. This is the danger of just knowing little bits and believing them blindly. So I say, don't believe everything you read or hear. Judge for yourself. Ask the direct source. Assume but not presume. Give the benefit of doubt. Sometimes, what you think is a trusted source may not be all that right too.
Well, to save my reputation and put myself back on game, I've changed the picture. And that too, people will comment. They are just jealous because they can't find a cuter picture of themselves. Hah!
Monday, August 21, 2006
...technology and us.
i had a wonderful trip in the highlands...
...and an interesting journey up and down the highlands.
interesting because we discussed about technology in the future. here i was, a half past six gal with enough knowledge of i.t. to get by and earn money with, seated next to a guy who is passionate about the infinite possibilities of i.t. and what he likes to do with it. insightful indeed. on one hand, i also see what he sees. on the other hand, i felt like the party pooper. you know the one who pops the bubble of enthusiasm and replaces it with negativity. my biggest issue is morality. secondly, the uniqueness of being me, the person i am.
i shall not elaborate about all that we talked about. let me just give you the gist of it... the virtual me and the virtual you (lots of them, in fact) updating the real me and the real you... gps, gprs, bluetooth, internet, database... knowing where everyone is and what's going on anywhere and everywhere... advertisements that read your needs... "personalised" information through recognition of the person... technology adapting to you and your needs... integration of technology... knowledge management (i.e. know what you know when you need it)... the immortal "you" who will never die eventhough you die physically... get my drift?
two movies came to my mind. the matrix and minority report. if you haven't watch those shows, watch them.
something else came out... the mark of the beast.
being in the world but not of the world. i am excited to want to live in that kind of world we talked about. but yet, i fear, for i do not want technology to end up controlling me. i do see it happening now. our lives are totally depended on technological stuff. we can't live without technology.
maybe... i just say maybe... in order to survive and be free in the future, you gotta know how to live without technology. back to basics.
i just want to be me.
...and an interesting journey up and down the highlands.
interesting because we discussed about technology in the future. here i was, a half past six gal with enough knowledge of i.t. to get by and earn money with, seated next to a guy who is passionate about the infinite possibilities of i.t. and what he likes to do with it. insightful indeed. on one hand, i also see what he sees. on the other hand, i felt like the party pooper. you know the one who pops the bubble of enthusiasm and replaces it with negativity. my biggest issue is morality. secondly, the uniqueness of being me, the person i am.
i shall not elaborate about all that we talked about. let me just give you the gist of it... the virtual me and the virtual you (lots of them, in fact) updating the real me and the real you... gps, gprs, bluetooth, internet, database... knowing where everyone is and what's going on anywhere and everywhere... advertisements that read your needs... "personalised" information through recognition of the person... technology adapting to you and your needs... integration of technology... knowledge management (i.e. know what you know when you need it)... the immortal "you" who will never die eventhough you die physically... get my drift?
two movies came to my mind. the matrix and minority report. if you haven't watch those shows, watch them.
something else came out... the mark of the beast.
being in the world but not of the world. i am excited to want to live in that kind of world we talked about. but yet, i fear, for i do not want technology to end up controlling me. i do see it happening now. our lives are totally depended on technological stuff. we can't live without technology.
maybe... i just say maybe... in order to survive and be free in the future, you gotta know how to live without technology. back to basics.
i just want to be me.
Friday, August 18, 2006
...her first holiday of the year.
i can't believe it! this is so pathetic! so unlike me!
yes, i am now only going for my first trip of the year. and a local one at that. and for only two days one night. seriously, how have i lost my wandering feet? at this time last year, i was preparing myself to go down under. albeit for work purpose, but pleasure was in the itinerary.
i have lost my reputation. right from the beginning of the year, people had already questioned me about my next journey. and all i can do is smile and say "don't know". yet, the year has not ended. there's still hope. that i may cross the seas to another land. but where should i go?
my fren's father-in-law had travelled to forty countries. and so i counted mines. what? barely even ten? if it was not for china claiming back hk, it would have been ten. and so my resolution is to hit that number this year. but where may i go?
been there...
save me. give me ideas. show me the way, literally.
for the meantime, i will dream of my highlands. two highlands actually. camerons tomorrow. and gentings on wednesday. a very much deserved break, i must add.
at least i know, or i think i will be doing something similar to last year at this time. that is... pigging out on strawberries. ooh, such lovely thought. sigh!
yes, i am now only going for my first trip of the year. and a local one at that. and for only two days one night. seriously, how have i lost my wandering feet? at this time last year, i was preparing myself to go down under. albeit for work purpose, but pleasure was in the itinerary.
i have lost my reputation. right from the beginning of the year, people had already questioned me about my next journey. and all i can do is smile and say "don't know". yet, the year has not ended. there's still hope. that i may cross the seas to another land. but where should i go?
my fren's father-in-law had travelled to forty countries. and so i counted mines. what? barely even ten? if it was not for china claiming back hk, it would have been ten. and so my resolution is to hit that number this year. but where may i go?
been there...
- singapore
- indonesia - medan, bali
- thailand - bangkok, sukothai, chiangmai/chiangrai, kachanaburi, hat yai, koh samui
- cambodia - siem reap (angkor wat), phnom penh
- vietnam - hanoi, halong bay, hue, hoi an, danang, ho chi minh city (saigon)
- china - hong kong, shenzhen
- south korea - seoul, icheon, jeonju
- india - mumbai, goa
- australia - melbourne, great ocean road
- ???
save me. give me ideas. show me the way, literally.
for the meantime, i will dream of my highlands. two highlands actually. camerons tomorrow. and gentings on wednesday. a very much deserved break, i must add.
at least i know, or i think i will be doing something similar to last year at this time. that is... pigging out on strawberries. ooh, such lovely thought. sigh!
Thursday, August 17, 2006
...BBW.
Banned Books Week
i didn't even know such a week existed. thanks to lucy.in.d.sky who enlightened me.
after scanning the list of the 100 most frequently challenged book of 1990-2000, it dawned on me that i am a good girl. a-hem! hear me, i didnt say perfect angel, just a good girl coz i read less than 10 of the so-called banned books. 75% of them i have never even heard of.
but i beg to disagree on the list. well, it's a matter of opinion. i can understand why some titles are banned. i totally support banning of books with explicit languages and violence. i won't go so far as being a book burner coz i'm a carnal lover of books. yet, how my heart bled to see roald dahl's james and the giant peach on that list. know that i have wept for the catcher in the rye by j.d. salinger. why oh why have they included harper lee's to kill a mockingbird?
bless my books. keep them safe in the sanctuary of my home. protect them from their enemies of dust, decay and silverfish.
i, kwazy berry, also solemnly swear that i shall choose one of these challenged books, hunt it down, and read it.
Banned Books Week 2006 is September 23–30
i didn't even know such a week existed. thanks to lucy.in.d.sky who enlightened me.
after scanning the list of the 100 most frequently challenged book of 1990-2000, it dawned on me that i am a good girl. a-hem! hear me, i didnt say perfect angel, just a good girl coz i read less than 10 of the so-called banned books. 75% of them i have never even heard of.
but i beg to disagree on the list. well, it's a matter of opinion. i can understand why some titles are banned. i totally support banning of books with explicit languages and violence. i won't go so far as being a book burner coz i'm a carnal lover of books. yet, how my heart bled to see roald dahl's james and the giant peach on that list. know that i have wept for the catcher in the rye by j.d. salinger. why oh why have they included harper lee's to kill a mockingbird?
bless my books. keep them safe in the sanctuary of my home. protect them from their enemies of dust, decay and silverfish.
i, kwazy berry, also solemnly swear that i shall choose one of these challenged books, hunt it down, and read it.
Banned Books Week 2006 is September 23–30
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
...the re-emergence of the long lost blogger.
ok... kwazy berry has not been away that long... she has just gone into hibernation for almost a year... coz she was entrapped in an alternate dimension known as w.e.r.k which she barely escaped... and she needs to find her LIFE back... before she is sucked back into that seamless world...
and why does work play such a big role in our life? is it the i-can-never-get-enough-of money? is it the adrenaline rush of a great career? is it the status that goes with the designation? is it an expectation in life that all must go through?
how kwazy berry wish to be able to let it go... and she can if she wants to... and she can if she dares to... and she can if she just "can" it...
see how the dragon puffs away her fiery breath... watch the bull wastes away her horns... no wonder she names herself after a fruit... and a crazy one at that... running out of juices... turning sour when once she was ever so sweet...
weep not over the hey days of beauty... my mr. keats say...
She dwells with Beauty - Beauty that must die;
And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu, and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue
Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine;
His soul shall taste the sadness of her might,
And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
and why does work play such a big role in our life? is it the i-can-never-get-enough-of money? is it the adrenaline rush of a great career? is it the status that goes with the designation? is it an expectation in life that all must go through?
how kwazy berry wish to be able to let it go... and she can if she wants to... and she can if she dares to... and she can if she just "can" it...
see how the dragon puffs away her fiery breath... watch the bull wastes away her horns... no wonder she names herself after a fruit... and a crazy one at that... running out of juices... turning sour when once she was ever so sweet...
weep not over the hey days of beauty... my mr. keats say...
She dwells with Beauty - Beauty that must die;
And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu, and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue
Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine;
His soul shall taste the sadness of her might,
And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
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