it has been 8 days since i left SG for Beijing for my FYP. i must say apart from the cold weather and salty food, the others are still fun. shopping is still the best part of each day or sports.
i have a very big confession to make. within the first week, ive actually spent near a thousand bucks just on shopping and food. i really do think im gonna have cup noodles for the rest of the 23 days here in Beijing.
furthermore, i manage to know a great bunch of people, some of us crossed path again. but it wasnt as weird and awkward as i thought it will be. i guess without these people over here in Beijing, life would be so much difficult to endure.
pictures wise, ive taken quite alot, some nice and vice versa. however, im just too lazy to even on photoshop and do some pp to it. more important things like project is also very difficult for me to start my engine too. can somebody please save me?!?!?!?
oh well, as of now, im playing fm while doing my own project. hopefully, i can manage to produce something which can satisfy my supervisor. although a pain in the butt, but he meant well. what to do...
October 20, 2009
September 14, 2009
ALPHA!!!
i must say, im indeed very happy to sell alpha and to have acheive greater heights. heights that not every other colleagues have done before. and i seriously feel that no one after us will have what it takes to acheived what we have done.even as of now, i dont believe any other sales colleague is able to beat this team. im really proud of you people.
the combination of different types of sales individual with different types of background and everything came together to make the Alpha target come true. it was a hard fight for all of us.
what is Nikon?? what is Canon?? what is Olympus?? those are bulls***!! try putting those sales people at Alpha and prepare for bad sales, trust me. however, put this winning team into those brand and prepare for even better results.
i thank all those who put in the effort to hit the target. xiaobai, kaifeng, keith, kliff, bruce. you people this title of Alpha Fighters.
and as for me, i am thinking about getting a Alpha A700 myself.=))
hopefully pay is more than enough for me to get it.
September 5, 2009
post 170
it has been such a long time that im able to wake up at 1230hrs on a weekend. usually, i wont even blog about my weekends, its all about work n slogging.
i must say that im astonished by the number of people who reads my blog. i think i should be removing my tagboard. i mean since readers dont tag then it is rather meaningless to put that either.
well, im just preparing myself for the upcoming show.
any buyers for sony alpha?? pls come look for me..
thanks..
i must say that im astonished by the number of people who reads my blog. i think i should be removing my tagboard. i mean since readers dont tag then it is rather meaningless to put that either.
well, im just preparing myself for the upcoming show.
any buyers for sony alpha?? pls come look for me..
thanks..
September 1, 2009
well..i had a very good meal at fish n co..thanks to her..the company was superb i must say.
talks were great, with addition of good food, it really made my night. only thing that was kind of disturbing was the fact that the waiter was actually a poser according to her. not forgetting the midget waiter whom i couldnt tell what is the gender.
then played a little pool, she is good and i mean it.=)) she won the game fair and square. and i cant help but laugh everytime she missed the shot. "DONT MOCK AT ME AR!!" =D
all in all, everything is great.
talks were great, with addition of good food, it really made my night. only thing that was kind of disturbing was the fact that the waiter was actually a poser according to her. not forgetting the midget waiter whom i couldnt tell what is the gender.
then played a little pool, she is good and i mean it.=)) she won the game fair and square. and i cant help but laugh everytime she missed the shot. "DONT MOCK AT ME AR!!" =D
all in all, everything is great.
August 23, 2009
who???
for every being cursed with self-awareness, there remains the unanswerable question. who am i?
we struggle to find meaningful connections to one another. we are the caring friend, the loving father, the doting mother, the protected child. we fight and we love in the hope that somehow, together, we can understand our significance in the universe.
however, in the end, no one can share our burden. each of us alone must answer the question...who am i? what does it mean to be alive? and in the vast infinity of time, how do i matter?
there are nearly 7 billion people on this planet. each one unique, different. what are the chances of that? and why? is it simply biology, physiology that determines this diversity? a collection of thoughts, memories, experience that carve out our own special place?
or is it something more than this?
perhaps there is a master plan that drives the randomness of creation. something unknowable that dwells in the soul and presents each one of us with a unique set of challenges that will help us discover who we really are.
we are all connected. joined together by invisible thread. infinite in its potential, and fragile in its design. yet while connected, we are also merely individuals. empty vessels to be filled with infinite possibilities. an assortment of thoughts, beliefs. a collection of disjointed memories and experiences.
can i be me without this? can you be you?
and if this invisible thread that holds us together were to sever, to cease...what then? what will become of billions of lone, disconnected souls? there in lies the great quest of our lives, to find, to connect, to hold on. for when our hearts are pure, and our thoughts in line, we are all truly one. capable of repairing our fragile world and creating a universe of infinite possibilities.
we struggle to find meaningful connections to one another. we are the caring friend, the loving father, the doting mother, the protected child. we fight and we love in the hope that somehow, together, we can understand our significance in the universe.
however, in the end, no one can share our burden. each of us alone must answer the question...who am i? what does it mean to be alive? and in the vast infinity of time, how do i matter?
there are nearly 7 billion people on this planet. each one unique, different. what are the chances of that? and why? is it simply biology, physiology that determines this diversity? a collection of thoughts, memories, experience that carve out our own special place?
or is it something more than this?
perhaps there is a master plan that drives the randomness of creation. something unknowable that dwells in the soul and presents each one of us with a unique set of challenges that will help us discover who we really are.
we are all connected. joined together by invisible thread. infinite in its potential, and fragile in its design. yet while connected, we are also merely individuals. empty vessels to be filled with infinite possibilities. an assortment of thoughts, beliefs. a collection of disjointed memories and experiences.
can i be me without this? can you be you?
and if this invisible thread that holds us together were to sever, to cease...what then? what will become of billions of lone, disconnected souls? there in lies the great quest of our lives, to find, to connect, to hold on. for when our hearts are pure, and our thoughts in line, we are all truly one. capable of repairing our fragile world and creating a universe of infinite possibilities.
August 21, 2009
what type of hero/villian are you???
its after the projecting period.
and here is something ive thought all this while which explains my absence from blogging.
on the sixth day, god created man in his own image. and now it is up to us to figure it all out. right..wrong..good..evil..in each of us is a capacity to decide what drives our actions. so what is it, then, that make some choose selflessness, the need to devote themselves to something greater, while others know only self-interest? isolating themselves in a world of their own-making?
some seek love, even if unrequited, while others are driven by fear and betrayal. there are those who see their choices as dark proof of god's absence, while others follow a path of noble destiny.
but in the end, good, evil, right, or wrong...what we choose is never what we really need. for that is the ultimate cosmic joke, the real gift that god has left behind.
there is good, and there is evil...right and wrong...heroes and villians. and if we are blessed with wisdom, then there are glimpses between the cracks of each where light streams through... we wait in silence for these times when sense can be made... when meaningless existence comes into focus, and our purpose presents itself. and if we have the strength to be honest, then what we find there staring back at us is our own reflection... bearing witness to the duality of life...
that each one of us is capable of both the dark and the light, of good and evil, of either...of all. and destiny, while marching ever in our direction, can be rerouted by the choices we make, by the love we hold onto and promises we keep.
and here is something ive thought all this while which explains my absence from blogging.
on the sixth day, god created man in his own image. and now it is up to us to figure it all out. right..wrong..good..evil..in each of us is a capacity to decide what drives our actions. so what is it, then, that make some choose selflessness, the need to devote themselves to something greater, while others know only self-interest? isolating themselves in a world of their own-making?
some seek love, even if unrequited, while others are driven by fear and betrayal. there are those who see their choices as dark proof of god's absence, while others follow a path of noble destiny.
but in the end, good, evil, right, or wrong...what we choose is never what we really need. for that is the ultimate cosmic joke, the real gift that god has left behind.
there is good, and there is evil...right and wrong...heroes and villians. and if we are blessed with wisdom, then there are glimpses between the cracks of each where light streams through... we wait in silence for these times when sense can be made... when meaningless existence comes into focus, and our purpose presents itself. and if we have the strength to be honest, then what we find there staring back at us is our own reflection... bearing witness to the duality of life...
that each one of us is capable of both the dark and the light, of good and evil, of either...of all. and destiny, while marching ever in our direction, can be rerouted by the choices we make, by the love we hold onto and promises we keep.
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