Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Hearing Impaired
He has hearing impairment, despite the handicapped, it did not stop him from entering college. Many of his peers in college didn't realise it, nor did he attempts to cover up for his deficit with hearing aids. He hardly joined any conversation as he can't catch the contents. Nor did he care about what is going on. It look so evident that he probably going to be a loner for his college days.
It was free speech day. Everyone in the class is invited to give a speech on a topic of their choice. Most topic were horribly shallow, it was not so much of a content. He probably give each speaker 30 second of grace before he switched off (partially because they were speaking too fast for him). Topics such as networking, soccer tactics or even staying young simply do not appeal to him.
Suddenly a low profile gal whom like him, a soft spoken character stood up, she wants her 5 minutes of fame too. Fair enough. But she didn't talk. She began her speech with a series of hand signals. "I am deaf. But I can still talk to you." "How does it feel like to be deaf?" He sat up. Finally, he has seen something which interest him. It is as if the girl knows his predicament. It didn't matter. The fact that she knows sign language was already enough to catch his attention. It showed who she really is, someone who really has the heart to go out of her way and be there for others.
posted @ 10:01 PM ||
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
i think i am a good story teller
Fishing story:
a group of guys were fishing out at sea. so we will take a look at the type of guys we have.
type a: the convention fisher, who uses meat bait and a single 5lbs rod.
type b: a stingy fisher, who uses rubber fish (know as lure) with luminous tail and the standard 5 lbs ord. Rubber fish are renewable, unlike meat bait, if the fish finished the bait, it has a chance of escaping. but with a rubber fish, no such things. the fish bite but can't swallow and it got stuck onto the hook. viola, reel the fish up and reuse the fish again. if the fish escape... the lure is still there!
type c: the net caster, hated by all other people out at sea. grabbing much more than the minimum required.
type d: attaching a few hooks and baits. whilst his performance doesn't really affect others. his greed did annoy a few
type e: the one who aims uses 20lbs rod and super big bait and can only catch swordfish. does nothing other than dream of catching his swordfish. must to the wrath of the others who work their ass out to the fishing yacht going.
story no 2:
would you have a coconut or would you have a durian? i dunno. i look at up at both tree. both fruits are out reach. given the weather, i will probably want to have coconut to quench the thirst. but the problem is... it will probably take even more sweat to get the top of the tree. the durian... the taste of durian is simply irresistable. but i guess, quenching thirst should be more important. i walk towards the coast where the coconut tree is and it was then i hear sth. i turned round, the durian has fallen! suddenly with a ripe durian lying in front of me. the tempation is strong. coconut? nay... too hard and out of reach for the time being. i will settle for the durian... even though it means enduring with the thirst a while longer and more importantly... the durian pricks.
posted @ 8:55 PM ||
Saturday, June 09, 2007
whining about how the world goes by
Another dormant time for this blog. Not because I have been busy but I am just tired of the many things which I am currently seeing in my life. Indeed, there is always something for me to be unhappy about and I think that has been a hallmark which I have created for myself. I spend a significant amount of time fighting for causes which many feel are unimportant, but these are the very things which I believe in and naive as it may sound. I still wanna believe it is true.
maybe just to jot a few things off my mind,
current work: indifference analysis of imperfect market in the absence of price competition
virtuaso 2007
current cca plan: lots but no time to get it done.
current social life: not too good, but still ok, as i am trying to limit the time i spend with people.
online pet: starving it to death, i still think an elephant for 30 bucks a month is a good buy.
many people ask me why i am unable to translate my usual full of shit daily lifestyle onto my blog. the reason is pretty simple. i don't want it. i guess i want to maintain some novelty.
i still need some inspiration. i want it. not cos i need it. yep... part of my preachy life philsophy again. there is no such things i cannot. its i want or not.
had some brushes with the school admin. can't help but feel that in terms of administration they suck and i hate to be given lip service. i was looking at unsw and what then i take a look at smu. sometime, i feel, the spirit of education is long gone. look, to run an education institute with money as the bottomline will end up nowhere. that is why primary, secondary and pre-u are so heavily subsidised. education is a good with high positive externalities.
and smu is more ludicrous, they have stunning ways to bootstrap their finance.
a) losing receipts from student claims
b) shutting down aircon at 8pm (it seems fair, but considering that there are MORE people in school outside of office hour than during... it doesn't and yet the students, who mainly comes in after office hour don't carry so much weight.
c) promising student something to allay their complains temporarily and then reversing their stance and first possible opportunity.
picking the mole out of the mound hill? what kind of phrase is that? pretty sure its wrong.
posted @ 5:58 PM ||
