1. What were you doing 10 years ago? i was 15 and going through puberty. probably thinking bout the birds and the bees. but not so much of the bees.
2. What were you doing 1 year ago? preparing to ORD :) enjoying my last few days in camp as well as getting ready for melbourne.
3. 5 snacks you enjoy i. cherry-ripe candy bars. ii. siglap's vadai. iii. old chang kee cause they dont have it here
4. 5 songs to which you know your lyrics off your head right now. i. If you dont know me by now by simply red. ii. Never been to me by charlene iii. Superwoman by karen white iv. The way your look tonight by Frank Sinatra v. Eternal flame by the bangles
i guess you can tell what era i was born in.
5. 5 things you would do if you were a millionaire i. Invest, ii. grin to myself, then iii. probably give everyone some and pay off my student loans.
6. 5 bad habits i. I have none.
who am i kidding.. i procastinate too much. my room could also be a bit neater.
7. 5 things you like doing i. sit on my balcony on a rainy day and have a hot cuppa tea. ii. seeing a familiar face in this jungle that is melb uni. iii. laughing. iv. reading. v. have a nice dinner/chat with an old friend.
8. 5 things you will never wear, buy or get new again i. Tsubi jeans. one is enough. ii. army no. 4 cause im proud of my worn ones. iii. i will never wear fur or buy fur. iv. hotpants.
9. 5 favourite toys i. the last toy i had was a ps2, but i stopped playing that a while ago.
Posted by Dominic at 5:15 PM
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
who is this guy? finally someone who understands that patriotism does not equal to war. this guy is a breath of fresh air in american politics. its sad that common sense has to be expressed so vehemently and yet still met with criticism by nationalistic americans. yes a conservative foreign policy is the way to go. respect for being the voice of common sense. bravo man.
on a side note, he looks like my grandpa and gandalf combined.
Posted by Dominic at 9:24 AM
Sunday, May 20, 2007
got tagged by basil! erm, ok, here are 6 weird things about myself no one knows. ok here we go.
1) i like rainy days best.
2) when i was young, my family couldnt tell me and my twin brother apart. i had to point to the mole on my right arm and say "du!" and they'll be like "ooh yeah thats dom."
3) the longest length of time i went without a bath was 4 days on my dad's yatch. i itched like crazy on the fourth day. for that reason, if i joined survivor, i doubt i would complete one week in it without bathing.
4) i like my vegies. a picture of a nice bowl of salad could get me salivating.
5) im a student by day, the purple-ninja-sailor-boy by night. i steal from the filthy rich and give to the poor. i also use the money to by Dsquared2 clothing.
6) i can run nonstop for 21 km. hope to try a full marathon before i get to old to do it. :)
ok, i'll tag joan, elaine and livia next.
Posted by Dominic at 8:28 PM
im gonna do shout outs today!!
Shoutout to
William: Hey man, hope Manchester's treating you well. you're eatting well i hope. not getting to see you at all this year is sad lar.. Tissa: cant wait for you to get here. Xian: miss the old days. we've grown up, how did that happen? Wenkai: hows the plan going? Livia: thanks for your help with the french oral! matt: <3
Posted by Dominic at 4:18 AM
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Exerpt from Time magazine that i found enthralling.
"Several years ago, I was strolling through an old neighbourhood of Shanghai when I spied a scrum if men carrying something out of a darkened doorway. It was a rattan chair on which sat a very agitated granny. She was one of the last holdouts refusing to leave her house, which was scheduled to be torn down to make way for XinTianDi, Shanghai's sprawling outdoor shopping-and-restaurant development. As she was born out, like some parody of an imperial courtesan in a eunuch-shouldered sedan chair, the mao-suited woman kept screaming a phrase in Shanghainese. I asked a friend what it meant. "Remember history," she told me."
Remember history. Amidst the soul-less new buildings that sprung up in the city district, I wonder how many stories are lost or what her story is. The article resonated on so many levels, one of which is that it made me recall something i saw in beijing in 1997.(i forgot everything else about beijing). There was this elderly woman shouting in the middle of the street "chase the japanese soldiers out" repeatedly and passionately. Particularly traumatised (i was 14, i was easily so), i knew she obviously suffered under the Japanese.
so i wondered what they did to her, or what made her not let go of the past and realise that the war ended a long time ago and i wished she was warm in her bed and drinking tea as old women ought to. and it bothered me that people were ignoring her like she was a crazy women. mostly i want to go up to her and tell her "it's ok..." but a 14 year old boy has his limitations and i didnt do anything. i wonder how she is now..
anyway the point of this post is.. what happens to us when we die? i havent even found out stuff about my grandma.. you think you know someone but there are so many things you dont. what happens to the poetry she sprouts on occasion? what do i do with the red eggs if i get married? or is it for child births? how do you use a spoon to scratch your back again? how do you boil that seahorse soup thats so good for the skin? did she come to malacca from china alone? was grandpa her first love? (gasp) shes so innocent yet so worldwise yet not hardened and so full of love for people.. if living were like monopoly, shes got the train stations and the water works and park lane and park mall etc. she won. that was a bad analogy, i dont know what the point of monopoly is really. how do you win monopoly? it just goes on and on doesnt it? but not like life. who will remember history when we die or get removed from our possessions?