Birth of a Religion..

Sometimes life isn't the way you like it, but accept it...
Equality, the product of conformity and brain-washing twiks
Since the laws of physics were written like wounds twice bitten
We attempt, picture, procreate, envisage with pens to our page as we ink'em
Over-writting every progress we make, defying all potential barriers
We grow to realise we, alone as personality individuality warriors
Carry on life with boulders on shoulders, on a roller-coaster adventure
And as we grow older, passion's lost, indifference sets in and we get colder
Practisin' solitudes of various magnitudes, cross multiply the perception angles
Ignorin' the opinions and the facts, in our faith in a religion struggle
That we call the truth, like fuck we know it without surveilance proof
When people got merry together under the same one-of-a-kind roof
And the next moment the roots creep onto us, in the name of 'evil', we pencil
The cents, dollars, notes, cash, cheque, debits, credits, for the greed this hassle
So much for the faith in our core values of the Cancer, I guess this is the answer
Till you know who's holdin' the knife at the back of your neck, it's pretty much a blur..

Like how I used to envy the natives back in my hood, I was young and rude
Pretendin' to personify personnels I thought were cool, but I guess I was hated like 'Ruud'
And so I hungered for the multi-tongue, sting and stung words with accents of their roots
It never occurred to me all this was an illusion, hallucination, just an immitation, a fluke
In the year of the horse, the coarses calmed, a war without corpses, bullets, bombs
Minus the tension, rivalry, suspicion, controversy, as freedom was freed from the wrong
That was the strife of life - like a choice between black and white, between wrong and right
It was, awkwardly, the irony between security and the desire to live happily, we might
Still abide, until the day, today, if you know what I'm sayin', laws of proportionality
So often we've encountered them in lines that undergo gradient contortionality
But the fact is, these were never real, nothin but ideas we construct and assume
And then stick into our books with pricetags on the back of each cover we consume
I guess what I'm sayin' is there's no need to take things so serious, but hillarious
These foundations we build upon could just bring us down with flaws, precarious
Never put your reliance on another is what I'm puttin it in another spectrum
Like how I'd never think of puttin' your whole trust, truly or virtually, is my theorem..

o.s. like how religions empowered man to revolt and revolutionise, and how these (the latter) were the results of war and such, I guess belief is what keeps life goin'..

And so I developed a new religion..
With mistrust at its core, with hostility as its own philosophy.

blehblurblurbleh.

It's gonna be a roller coaster week for me.
After the two papers on monday and tuesday (which i really just scraped through, i didn't feel anything despite not finishing my chem paper, i think i'm pretty immune to chem failure lol), but i'm feeling worried - that i'm not worried.

Anyways there's still 5 more days to go.. So let's just hope for the best!
23/06/08 (MONDAY): General Paper P1 & P2 [Morning] - OVER!
24/06/08 (TUESDAY): Chemistry P3 [Afternoon] - OVER!
25/06/08 (WEDNESDAY): Mathematics P1 [Afternoon]
26/06/08 (THURSDAY): Physics P3 [Morning]
27/06/08 (FRIDAY): Physics P1 & P2 [Morning]

30/06/08 (MONDAY): Mathematics P1 [Morning] & Economics [Afternoon]
01/07/08 (TUESDAY): Chemistry P1 & P2 [Afternoon]

Oh yea.. Great to hear Dominic's back from USA for a short break here, really been a long time since I've saw him, the last time we went City Hall for New York New York lol. And it's just been a crazy time.. I wonder how many things we've been missing because of all the small things that seem so amplified in this society.. It's just.. Crazy.

Hope to see him soon tmr anyway! It'll be a short meet up session with the rest of the guys, i hope it'll be time well spent! For I had given up time to study for Physics for this ok! =/

If I even meant.

Hahahahaha...

Back when we were still young kids
You used to treat us well, yes you did
Travelling together in the coolest fashion
Your family and mine, kins with passion
Maybe I'm losing some for myself, rap and all
Those I thought were my friends in a brawl
Fuck that, the beat just changed again
Must be me rusty, slow, boring, mundane
But relax, I'm just gettin' my own life back
Before it's too late to sew up this crack
Sounds restricted with the two-by-two bars
Poor flow, with this beat that I really call slow
Shoudn't be da case, but I guess I don't blame it
The society, media, school, you name it
Straight back to the doctor, the dentist
It flips your lid when you are a kid
Like the doctor, put your hands up for the doctor
The psychopath, magic wrath, you can laugh all you want
And wake up the next day tryin' to pray but you can't chant
Then's when you realise you don't practise what you preach

So much for havin' looked up to you as a kid
Thank you so much for tellin' me how to skid
But that's really a history, I admit
Lovin' the life of hallucinatory, fanta-story, I like it
Rather than feedin' off the left-overs of you
I'd come right up to ya face and be real
Coz' that's what I feel, the anxiety and thrill
You could be fakin' it to be chill, pretendin' to be ill
But with all that shit gutted down my throat
I can't believe my ears hear you betray your oath
Your wishes for a happy family, is a never fairy
Tale, diabolical master plan deemed to fail
Everytime I reminisce about footage trails
How you started off bringing us on train rails
Gettin' us familiar with the neighbourhood I call home
So near.. yet always so far, like entry in the tomb
More like gantries from rome, forever a desire
To be part of this growing nation fire
But I guess fitting into somewhere I dunno has always been dire
Passin' off as my background, not knowin' I've been such a liar..

The person you've always looked up to gives you the go signal
To leave you dissapointed, dismal in facin' truth in denial
Peakin' through albums believin' the good guy in you..
But times have changed, I guess one world is better than two...

If you know what I mean.
Or if I even meant at all.

Another world.

Friday (30th May) Night:

Reached airport at around 4 or 5 i think.

Went Suzhou (Dad's place) :))

Waiting for my rocket to launch.

Adaption from: http://news.sg.msn.com/article.aspx?cp-documentid=1439878

How Self-Made Titans Got Their Starts

• Don't have a silver spoon? Neither did they
• How Seven Self-Made Titans Financed Their Success
• Secrets of the Self-Made Billionaires
• How to Make a Million Before You Turn 20
• Are You Born to Be a Billionaire?

By Melanie Lindner
Capital is a constraint for many would-be entrepreneurs--or is it?
Scan the Forbes list of the world's richest people and you'll come across moguls from startlingly humble origins. How did they get their impressive empires off the ground? Sweat, savings, schmoozing, creativity and a dab or two of good fortune.


To be fair, the lucky few "born on third base" probably have a better shot at stardom than those without a safety net. According to a 2002 U.S. Census Bureau survey representing some 16 million business owners, a whopping 55% were initially funded by personal and family capital. Just 11.4% snagged bank loans and 8.8% got going on personal and business credit cards; much of the remainder lived on government loans and outside investors.


Some world-beating entrepreneurs--like John Catsimatidis, owner of the Red Apple Group and aspiring mayor of New York City--scared up capital by getting to know the right people.
The son of a busboy, Catsimatidis entered the grocery industry in the summer of 1966, just after graduating from high school. Befriending the owner of a Manhattan superette, he started taking on more responsibilities. Four years later, the owner offered him a 50% stake in one of his stores, to be acquired over 10 months at a rate of $1,000 per month.


Within a few months, the store's sales doubled, and Catsimatidis was earning a profit of $500 per week (not bad for a 20-year-old back then). After dropping out of New York University just eight credits shy of a degree, he launched his own grocery chain, the Red Apple Group. Lacking working capital for inventory, Catsimatidis charmed vendors to let him buy on credit, something he says "would never happen today." By the age of 25, he owned 10 stores--debt-free--netting a combined $1 million on $25 million in sales. Today the Red Apple empire includes Gristede's, Sloan's and Red Apple.


While Catsimatidis struck out on his own early, others, like Sandy Weill, saved their pennies before taking the plunge. Born in Brooklyn, N.Y., to Polish immigrants in 1933, Weill graduated from Cornell on scholarship before working as a runner for Bear Stearns and nabbing his stockbrokers' license at night.


A few years later, in 1960, he and three friends pooled their savings--an estimated $200,000--and opened their own brokerage firm, called Carter Berlind and Weill. Two decades of acquisitions later, their Travelers Group was the industry's second-largest brokerage, trailing only Merrill Lynch. In 1998, Travelers Group merged with Citicorp to make what is now known as Citigroup.


Old fashioned bartering helped put Kirk Kerkorian, farmer's son and future Wall Street titan, on the map. In the late 1930s, Kerkorian offered to look after famous female aviator Pancho Barnes' cattle in return for flying lessons. During World War II, he took a job with the Royal Air Force transporting planes from their Canadian factory to England at $1,000 per month--an especially treacherous journey as the planes weren't designed to withstand the long trip or the harsh weather over the North Atlantic.


With savings from his wartime job, Kerkorian purchased Trans International Airlines for $60,000 in 1947. (It is unclear as to whether he needed additional financing.) He later sold it to Transamerica for $104 million in stock, used to fuel further investments. His private investment firm, Tracinda, now owns 53% of MGM Mirage (nyse: MGM - news - people ).


Sometimes sheer talent and persistence is enough. As a single mother on welfare in Scotland, J.K. Rowling began writing the first Harry Potter novel in Edinburgh cafés whenever she could get her infant daughter to sleep. After being rejected by 12 publishing houses, Bloomsbury, a small publisher in London, offered an advance of 1,500 pounds (about $2,400)--even while one its editors, Barry Cunningham, advised Rowling to get a day job.


Good thing she didn't listen: The following year, U.S. publishing rights to the first Potter book sold for $105,000. Rowling has since moved nearly 400 million copies worldwide, and is the only author on our list

honest.. i like that.

A friend tell' stories of a person who never got anything
And contrastin' the glory of a man who lost everything
Then reading across the flashin' pages of disasters
Confession of a hero to none, but the first to run
Choice of hero or coward, he's his own master
At the end of the day nothing's at stake, who's won
The battle of violence, bloodshed and catastrophe
Perhaps replies adventured from mother nature
Fault versus blame - moral against self, controversy
Truth and reality, fact is it's art over pleasure
Self above others, or rather it's a case of my generation
Selfish, self-centred, called the "I, Myself and I generation"
But I don't blame the people themselves, no
They have complete say - their lives is their control
So let 'em go, the real problem is in the head
Skies aren't blue these days, gloom is in the red
Of course it gotta be with education like this;
Of course it gotta be with manfactures like this
Hot from the oven without true spiritual inspiration
All they get is facts and stats in the process of transmission

So don't blame the kids - they're not at fault
But of course a little wisdom would help a lot

And oh yes.. About the 2 men..
Maybe it's better to have loved and been loved
Rather than be a man soul-less and never been loved
But I guess the fear is in losing what we have
But you realise after all - we're all broken, deprived and empty anyway.

If I should be so bold to adopt loss as second nature.

haa.

Lucky.

Lucky to be finally back home from shanghai trip. Wouldn't say i wasted it, but it hasn't really been very pleasant, especially with the polluted air that made me sick for 2 days or so. But i must say the lights at night is really pretty, but watching those tv on national geog at night (there's nothing much else to do) makes me prefer natural sites than artificial ones. heh. Shall blog about my trip there during my study break time during these 2 weeks, which I am determined to make full use of. Wish myself luck huh =X

Song: Lucky.
Singer: Jason Mraz (featuring Colbie Caillat)
Album: "We sing. We Dance. We Steal Things." - released on 20th May 2008.

[Jason Mraz]
Now do ya hear me
I’m talking to you
Across the water
Across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my..
Oh baby I try

[Colbie Caillat]
Oh boy I hear, in my dreams
I hear your whisper, across the sea
I keep you with me, in my heart
You make it easier, when life gets hard

[CHORUS]
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Oh, oh, oooh..

[Together]
You don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye, I wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for youI promised you, I will… oh

[CHORUS]
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love in every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home some day

[Jason Mraz]
And so I'm sailing, through the sea
To an island, where we'll meet
You'll hear the music, fill the air
I put a flower in you hair

[Colbie Caillat]
And though the breezes through the trees
Move so pretty, you're all I see
Let the world keep spinning round
You hold me right here, right now

[CHORUS]
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love in every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home some day

Oh, oh, oooh..Oh, oh, oooh..