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Saturday, July 14, 2007

i'm going to talk abt smu business camp.
it all started when i got a missed call from some strange number on mon. and someone told me to meet at smu the nxt day at 830am. and i was like "wth.why shd i go to smu tmr when the camp is so much later?"turns out, the camp was the nxt day. and i basically got home at 12 midnight and started packing after tt. (in the rush, i forgot my toothpaste and track shoes and some other random stuff.l not surprising.)
i seriously shd start to get organised again. i mean, after a lvls, im just doing everything i wanna do at whatever time i want. no deadlines to meet, no fixed meeting times and blah blah blah. (that's why i'm loving it.) so anw, i went for the camp, albeit reluctantly.
and to my pleasant surprise i kinda enjoyed it. i mean, it was fun. and it was fun because it was slack.
highlights of the camp:
1. FRIGHTNIGHT! changi hospital is just creepy. thank goodness for kaiyuan my hero. haha. seriously. i wld have died ofhorror if not for him. u know it's all fake, but somehow, u just get freaked out. coz of all the suspense and crap. it's a bit like reading gothic texts.
2. amazing race. i cant belive i ran frm smu all the way to raffles place IN SLIPPERS. my toes were totally sore after that.
3. the "party". everyone basically drank and got wasted. but i like it. usually when i get drunk or high i make it a conscious attempt to act sober and think straight. but at smu camp, i just totally cant bebothered. which is gd. and it';s one heck of an experience, dancing in baggy t shirts and slippers.

my grp has pretty nice ppl. so im happy. they're not boring. but they're nottotally crazy. so it's a prety nicebalance. yay. now im just dreading freshmen camp. i hate obs.

teo
9:47 PM

Sunday, July 08, 2007

Power yoga. it's just, really powerful. and u need ample power to do power yoga. i mean, who on earth lifts their whole body up with one hand,supports both legs on ur elbows so that the legs are lifted into the air...there are like tons of poses that i dont even know how to describe with words. come to think of it, i think i dreamt of dng crazy yoga poses before. haha. but seriously, the power yoga class today was just .crazy. i think im a naturally flexible person. but im very weak(physically). and now i gotta like lift up my entire body with like one palm while balancing both legs in the air?! i think "crazy" might be an understatement. usually "downward dog" is kinda sian when the instructor kps making u do it during hatha and gentle(yes, we all know the benefits of downward dog,but when u kp repeating it, it can gte qt boring. and it can be qt painful to do the downward dog properly, like fully stretched and all, at least for me.). HOWEVER, in power yoga, when the instructor ONCE IN A WHILE says "downward dog", u see huge sighs of relief all across the room. suddenly everyone just seems to LOVE downward dog. and suddenly all the dificult poses in hatha and sun salutations and ashtanga and everything else just seems so nice and amiable.
there was this pose. we basically lie flat on our stomachs,then lift up one of our legs and stretch our hands all the way backwards to grab the toes, and then proceed to arch our backs to the insane extent of touching our foreheads to the toes. painful. and the instructor basically twisted me into that position.yes,twisted. he pull my legs, pushed my shoulders down and yanked my hands towards my legs. and for the first time in my entire short yoga life, i screamed in a class. i mean, i always liek to scream. but screaming in a yoga class? and when he finally let go of me, nobody can imagine the tremendous relief i felt. it's as ifim suddenly released frm ____(hell/school/prison/etc.) ok, but i gotta give him due credit. seeing that i was in great misery, he gave me a nice massage at my tailbone area afer (dis)contorting my body. anw, throughout the whole lesson, i screamed a few times, and in return got a few nice cracking of the spine and spinal massage.
actually, i kinda like power yoga.it helps in strengthening the body. and somehow if u master it, u can do stuff that's really out of the world with ur worldy body. i mean, honestly, our body can conquer physical limitations. we just gota be strong enough. (and i like the idea of conquering difficulties and crossing boundaries)
and on a more sadistic note,i think i like pain.

ps.: because i am now a professional slacker(quitted job, waiting for school to start), i have decided to start blogging again. and i'll try and kp the blog alive thru uni. TRY. it's actually a pretty gd way of reflecting. and it feels qt gd. (i think i got bored of blogging. then after i took a hiatus and came back to it, it feels nice to be writing/blogging again.) anw, i havent told anyone of my blog-revival. but the whole pt is not really to erm, let ppl read my blog. it's more of a self -(i cant find a word, satisfying?) kinda thing. and if ppl happen to read, then ok. by all means.

teo
11:28 PM

Saturday, July 07, 2007

I just took a long walk home from jo's house. ok actually i took a cab until i reached the start of sixth ave, and then i walked home. but still it was pretty long. it was virtually frm one end of sixth ave to the other. anw, that's not exactly the pt. i think it's my period. im feeling exceptionally melancholic tonight/this morning. maybe it was the super heavy dinner.
I like walking along 6th ave. i think it's a beautiful place. i likethe long strech of roads with tress lining from end to end. and i like the houses. and i like the busstops. and i like the street lamps. it's just so quiet and peaceful. it's the 1st timeim walking this stretch of road at erm, around midnight. so i think it's good. because ive walked along this stretch of road in early morning, late evening, afternoon, early evening, late morning and blahblah blah. and at differenttimes of the day, u see a diffeent side of the road. and at different times of the day, i feel different walking the road.
I remember a few yrs back, i was feeling qt upset over smth(i cant rmb what). and so i decided to walk home. and throughout the journey home, i felt kinda lonely(it's like walking a lonely stretch of rd alone in late evening). but when i gothome, i just felt so much better. it just takes my mind off things. and it'slike when i reach home, ive reached a destination, kinda thing, so i think i subconciously see it as the end of the shit im gng through, and that ive reached another phase. and home is where the heart is :) so im happy to be home.
it's like no matter how crappy things go outside, i always have a home to go back to.
this morning, i just took a stroll home again. this time, i's darker and quieter. but there were many cars, so i think it made things a bit better. i actually enjoyed my walk. it made me feel like ive got control. and it makes me feel a certain sense of peace and like tranquility. and i took my time to kinda rmb how the houses looked at 12plus am. and i alsonoticed that the only pathetic playground along 6th ave has NO swings. how pathetic is that. ive nv played at that playground since i was a kid. i always went to my grandma's place. so im glad i had swings for childhood. if that playground had a swing, i wld prolly had gone to play with it during the walk. youknow like how pplalways say that it's the lil things in life that count blah blah. i think a walk like that is one of those lil things. i mean, these walks helped me appreciate the place i stay in.andnot to take things for granted. and if i ever move to somewhere else, id have memories of 6th ave.i always like to think of 6th ave as a lil suburban town. (coz it's sg, so the best i can do is to PRETEND that i live in somewhere suburban). haha. a bit like wisteria lane in desperate housewives. haha. i like it.
anw, just to sidetrack, i think walking alone late at night or smth is very gd for character. especially for girls. because the walks make u feel super lonely, and u gotta deal wih it. i think im afraid of loneliness, and everyone prolly is, just that most ppl dont liek to admit it, or choose to ignore it. so anw, walkin alone late at night forces u to face up to that loneliness, and somehow i feel it makes u (or at least, me) stronger. it's a bit like "o man im so lonely. i have no one towalk this shit with me. i wished i had soemone by my side. but heck i'll survive anw".
i cant believe i just blogged so much. must have been the food plus my period. plus the walk.

teo
1:16 AM

Monday, July 02, 2007

i don't understand why people like to act smart. i like to act dumb.

teo
7:51 PM

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Critique of symbolic culture
Primitivists view the shift towards an evermore symbolic culture (epitomized by virtual reality) as highly problematic in the sense that it separates us from a direct interaction. Often the response to this questioning is, “So, you just want to grunt?" This might be the desire of a few, but typically the critique is a look at the problems inherent with a form of communication and comprehension that relies primarily on symbolic thought at the expense (and even exclusion) of other sensual and unmediated means. The emphasis on the symbolic is a movement from direct experience into mediated experience in the form of language, art, number, time, etc.
Primitivists argue that symbolic culture filters our entire perception through formal and informal symbols. It goes beyond just giving things names, and extends to having an entire relationship to the world that comes through the lens of representation. It is debatable as to whether humans are "hard-wired" for symbolic thought or if it developed as a cultural change or adaptation, but, say primitivists, the symbolic mode of expression and understanding is limited and its over-dependence leads to objectification, alienation, and a tunnel vision of perception. Many primitivists promote and practice getting in touch with and rekindling dormant or underutilized methods of interaction and cognition, such as touch and smell, as well as experimenting with and developing unique and personal modes of comprehension and expression.
kudos to http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anarcho-primitivism

i just learnt today that i have slight leanings towards anarcho primitivism. hah. i was reading thru this article and realised that it kinda echoed one of my former blog posts on communication. anw im damn bored at work. tt's why im updating my blog.

teo
4:01 PM

Friday, November 10, 2006

o yah n i wanna add in those english men who r gng to be marking my scripts. *muackz*

teo
3:04 PM

ok. i shall revive my blog with this juicylist!
xuehui's top 10 men of the year 2006(in no order of preference):
1. Keynes
2. Adam Smith
3. Bernoulli
4. Faraday
5. Lenz
6. NEWTON!
7. blake
8. shakespeare ( he's in my list every yr)
9. Frankenstein
10. fred botting
o yay i love all these men. they r ooozing with grey matter n they r so intelligently hot!
12 more days!

teo
2:59 PM

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

i m so frivolous! i shall try being more serious. hahah. ok, maybe not. being serious is BORING.

teo
6:07 PM

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

omg the last time i blogged was half a yr ago. wth. i m supposed to be in sch now. but i m at home blogging. i m so tired of mugging. gah.y cant i just be happy. i just want to slack n do what i want. and not like mug mug mugmugmgugm7ug . i feel like a mugging machine! and nobody;s goin to read this i m just ramblingn complaining. so lame lah! i m wasting me time!!!! argh. i m trying to think of smth tt is not frivolous to say. but i cant! sian. life is so boring. 3 more mths!

teo
2:25 PM

Saturday, January 28, 2006

yay SAT is over. at least now i cansay bye to all those grammar rules n bombastic words. anw SAT is damn brain consuming lah. really. first few sections i was damn on. n i felt damn shuang. after a while my brain speed slowed down.. den i thought slower. n i got sian. n bored. n tired. i wanted to like do smth else. i dunno. anw mebbe it's just me lah. ive got short attention span. anw SAT is really brain frying lah. i think i cant think for the nxt few days. lucky for cny to recuperate. anw i left some qs balnks. hopefully those qs r those tt i wld haf answered wrongly if i haf attempted. so at least i din get marks deducted. aiyah i dun wan to think n get worried ady lah. whatever will be will be. i shall just be contented wif my lot, wadeva happens.sian! ok nvm at least now i can be happy n celeberatemy cny eve, n my SAT-less life. o, anw i think i m damn kuku. i rbought a clock lagh! den de whole hall only i brought a clock. felt so dumb. in the end i nv use oso. haha. n i forgot how to spell "frankenstein"!i always cannot spell his name lah. but i tink i was damn heng. coz de later sections, tt wordactually came out as a qs. so i new de correct spelling n cld change my essay. hahah. yay! o n dree were a lot of rj n hc ppl at de test centre lah. so scary. n MANY prcs!!! liew de competition is like damn tough lah.i hope those ppl get like 2300 so tt i can like get 2200 or smth.,.haha..

teo
2:01 PM

Friday, January 06, 2006

i was talking to jan today. den we were justtalking while staring at trees at the hc flagpole place. den suddenly, something really intelligent popped out of my mouth! i said" language is a source of miscommunication". i just wanted to like rmb it coz i think it's quite true. n it's really quite an interesting thought. yah, i think it's really a paradox; how language inhibits communication. because like different ppl interpret words n langauge differntly. so how i interpret wad u say might not be wad u r really trying to say. because wadeva i hear n think has been interpreted by me. n it's wad i THINK u r trying to say, but it might not be wad u r trying to say.maybe ppl shd really start communicating with our our eyes. like the women in hotel de dream. so that words cannot mask the real meaning that we r trying to coney. so that everything is natural. actaully, i thought it was quite romantic, to talk with your eyes. like you know, the song, "when u say nothing at all". it's like a higher, purer form of communication. one that requires peple to really enagage n connect, so that they can understand each other perfectly without requiring a medium for the "words" to propogate.so cool rite. heh. just a random thought. : )

teo
10:06 PM