I have made a new decision, yet again. No more MOE this time, but I have decided to apply for masters to further my studies. After attending the courses at ITE, I really appreciate education and realise its importance in the society.
When I was in NUS yr1, I attended a dharma talk by venerable at Buddhist Library. Of cos I dare not blame her for my not-so-outstanding NUS results, but I must say her words did make an impactful change in my attitude towards education. I remember vividly that the venerable said: I can give you a basket of Ace, but whats the use? Its the learning process, not the final results.
Subsequently, I confused myself further with buddhism teachings on letting go and not attached to status and material means. And probably becos I din really do well for my first exams, I began to 'deceive' myself that its ALRIGHT not to do well for exams. Unlike my JC days, I no longer fight as hard for my results and also dun take pride in my sch work. Semesters after semesters, I just squirm my way through to achieve minimum acceptable grades, as acheiving Ace seems both so impossible and unimportant.
What I din realise that mugging hard and trying your best to do well in exams is also a form of challenge, a test on your own capabilities and a good form of training. Furthermore, getting a better/higher degree pushes you up to a higher status in the society. And having a higher societal status allows u to do things easier, be it helping yourself, others or propagating the Dharma. Very gd examples are Dr Ang, Dr Ng Yee Kong etc. Big companies are giving them face to sponsor the poor STIBS.
On the downside, furthering my studies means i got no more income. Firstly, I am not eligible for the scholarships anymore, plus its v hard to fight for the study awards. Under the encouragement of my ex who is pursuing her PhD now, I have decided to go ahead for the master program ONLY if i am able to obtain the sponsorship. No money no talk la. . .tats the world.
An alternative is to obtain a diploma on an non-engineering field. I feel its more important to broaden yourself, rather than deepen yourself in the society.
Sunday, November 28, 2004
Saturday, November 27, 2004
(o . o)
This morning, I read some army P.Tekong ghost stories, leading me to recall my BMT days. I duno why but I suddenly remember one of the sergeants that treated me very well during my recruit days. However, I cant remember exactly how he look like, neither do I have any slightest clue of his name. But deep in my heart, I am very thankful to him for not bullying us but instead, take very good care of us.
I have another platoon sergeant who treated us very well too. He has a rather child-like character, quite fit and talks a lot. I once misfired my M16 weapon during range, and was supposed to undergo a severe punishment. However, he helped me cover-up my punishment and insisted that I dun bring it up to any of my officers. After leaving tekong and spending 2yr plus on other camps, I have never seen him once. Sometimes, I really hope I could bump into him on the streets or on MRT, just to thank him personally for being so kind to us.
However, the world is so big, the chances of meeting up with someone is too small and almost unrealistic. I only heard from some BMT mates that he has turned into an insurance agent. And surprisingly, I did really bump into him one day on the train!!! But he has grown much fatter and looked rather digusting, unlike the fit and lively platoon sergeant he used to be. And I could hear him promoting insurance to a lady beside him. Gosh, the first thing that came to my mind was to run away.... I guess human beings are so strange... i once hope to meet up with him so much, and when I really got the chance, I siam him instead.
And yeah, I couldnt believe it that my ITE stinct has come to a final end. I had my final presentation yday and unfortunately, my thumbdrive failed me during the critical moment. Hence, I have no ppt slides and have to use flip chart and markers for my presentation instead. It was really a test on my lin chang biao xian.
Yday's session ended in a rather solemn atmosphere, as we all know we wudn be greeting one another "Bye Bye, Seeya tmr!" anymore like the previous days. We have already been so used to going for canteen breaks together, having discussion sessions, team building games etc. We all know we probably wun be seeing one another anymore, or at least not in the near future. I really enjoyed my final course tremendous, and I come up with a conclusion: Its always the PEOPLE that makes the difference! My course mates were young ppl like me, and all of them are very spontaneous, sporting and sociable.
Too much Jap Food these days.... had quite a number of jap food at NTU canteen A with didi over the past few weeks. Yday, ate YIH Genki Sushi with smallbro ong after our swim, and continued our jap food craze at cuppage centre this evening. I find jap food really healthy, but costly too lar... But I guess I am a typical Chinese guy, who is most willing to spend big bucks on FOOD, but not on clothings and accessories...
Awww.... tats why I need the following but then am unwillng to spend on them :
1)A wallet (its torn)
2)A pair of slip on shoes (they are torn)
3)A pair of swimming goggles (the lenses are blur + joint broken)
I have another platoon sergeant who treated us very well too. He has a rather child-like character, quite fit and talks a lot. I once misfired my M16 weapon during range, and was supposed to undergo a severe punishment. However, he helped me cover-up my punishment and insisted that I dun bring it up to any of my officers. After leaving tekong and spending 2yr plus on other camps, I have never seen him once. Sometimes, I really hope I could bump into him on the streets or on MRT, just to thank him personally for being so kind to us.
However, the world is so big, the chances of meeting up with someone is too small and almost unrealistic. I only heard from some BMT mates that he has turned into an insurance agent. And surprisingly, I did really bump into him one day on the train!!! But he has grown much fatter and looked rather digusting, unlike the fit and lively platoon sergeant he used to be. And I could hear him promoting insurance to a lady beside him. Gosh, the first thing that came to my mind was to run away.... I guess human beings are so strange... i once hope to meet up with him so much, and when I really got the chance, I siam him instead.
And yeah, I couldnt believe it that my ITE stinct has come to a final end. I had my final presentation yday and unfortunately, my thumbdrive failed me during the critical moment. Hence, I have no ppt slides and have to use flip chart and markers for my presentation instead. It was really a test on my lin chang biao xian.
Yday's session ended in a rather solemn atmosphere, as we all know we wudn be greeting one another "Bye Bye, Seeya tmr!" anymore like the previous days. We have already been so used to going for canteen breaks together, having discussion sessions, team building games etc. We all know we probably wun be seeing one another anymore, or at least not in the near future. I really enjoyed my final course tremendous, and I come up with a conclusion: Its always the PEOPLE that makes the difference! My course mates were young ppl like me, and all of them are very spontaneous, sporting and sociable.
Too much Jap Food these days.... had quite a number of jap food at NTU canteen A with didi over the past few weeks. Yday, ate YIH Genki Sushi with smallbro ong after our swim, and continued our jap food craze at cuppage centre this evening. I find jap food really healthy, but costly too lar... But I guess I am a typical Chinese guy, who is most willing to spend big bucks on FOOD, but not on clothings and accessories...
Awww.... tats why I need the following but then am unwillng to spend on them :
1)A wallet (its torn)
2)A pair of slip on shoes (they are torn)
3)A pair of swimming goggles (the lenses are blur + joint broken)
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Thanks for the Break!
Well, the gal in my ite class is attached as mentioned in my blog comment. But still, I feel the class dynamic is marvellous. I am going to miss them soon, as tmr will be the last day.
This morning, I had my first presentation. By right, presentation shld be something 'chicken feet' to most uni students. However, the requirement set by ITE is slightly more stringent. The presentation is not just limited to disseminating info to the class, but also to stimulate their thinking and engage them into discussions. Sounds more like faciliating a dharma circle.... except that we need to do powerpoint presentation as well as demonstrations.
Being over-confident with my own presentation skills, I kinda over-estimated myself by setting aside only one evening for the entire presentation preparation. And gosh.. i found myself starting work straight after dinner all the way till midnight. And wats worse, I din even do any rehearsing before I turned in to sleep, as I was simply too shag.
In the past, I always practised a lot for prior to my actual presentation. I would make sure that my delivery is smooth and the right choices of words were used. However this morning, I went ahead to do my presentation without any prior rehearsal. And surprisingly, it turned out to be pretty smooth. I guess my trainer was right. He told us not to over-prepare our presentation, as that will make it very rigid. Instead, we should just familiarise ourselves with our slides, DO NOT prepare any speech, but speak everything from our heart. And the topic I chose was "Meditation". This is indeed my very first attempt to 'speak from heart' and not 'speak by hard'.
Oh yeah, my honeymoon period will be over soon.... tmr marks the end of my ITE days, and I will be packing my bag back to work at Loyang. I have lost count the number of times i visited NUS and NTU campuses, and must have caused much disturbances to the NTUBS ppl esp at their halls. Thanks for bringing me back closer to my 'terribly-missed' campus life, and allowing me to take a break from work.
Well, is the break long enough? I duno, but I guess I shld be thankful and contented.
This morning, I had my first presentation. By right, presentation shld be something 'chicken feet' to most uni students. However, the requirement set by ITE is slightly more stringent. The presentation is not just limited to disseminating info to the class, but also to stimulate their thinking and engage them into discussions. Sounds more like faciliating a dharma circle.... except that we need to do powerpoint presentation as well as demonstrations.
Being over-confident with my own presentation skills, I kinda over-estimated myself by setting aside only one evening for the entire presentation preparation. And gosh.. i found myself starting work straight after dinner all the way till midnight. And wats worse, I din even do any rehearsing before I turned in to sleep, as I was simply too shag.
In the past, I always practised a lot for prior to my actual presentation. I would make sure that my delivery is smooth and the right choices of words were used. However this morning, I went ahead to do my presentation without any prior rehearsal. And surprisingly, it turned out to be pretty smooth. I guess my trainer was right. He told us not to over-prepare our presentation, as that will make it very rigid. Instead, we should just familiarise ourselves with our slides, DO NOT prepare any speech, but speak everything from our heart. And the topic I chose was "Meditation". This is indeed my very first attempt to 'speak from heart' and not 'speak by hard'.
Oh yeah, my honeymoon period will be over soon.... tmr marks the end of my ITE days, and I will be packing my bag back to work at Loyang. I have lost count the number of times i visited NUS and NTU campuses, and must have caused much disturbances to the NTUBS ppl esp at their halls. Thanks for bringing me back closer to my 'terribly-missed' campus life, and allowing me to take a break from work.
Well, is the break long enough? I duno, but I guess I shld be thankful and contented.
Monday, November 22, 2004
SHE
Today, I started a new course at ITE, and the class turned out to be very fun. In fact, I did not even hold any expectation for the class prior to today as I have already lost the fire and excitment in me attending courses at ITE. However, it was a pleasant surprise today for me, as the class is not only small, but everyone is extremely sociable and chatty. Its only the first 2 meals and everyone started squeezing together at one big table for makan.
And yeah, finally on the 3rd course, there are chiobus in my class. And I am not talking abt 1 or 2, but 3 of them! In the past, my class comprised mainly aunties, and even the younger ones are jus so so or cannot make it. But today, the 3 young gals really look above average. There is this 4th one, young also but her looks are more plain, more like a xiaomeimei. But then among the 3, there is one that managed to make my heart jump a little bit faster.
Haha old habits die hard, I immediately 'searched' for on icq after turning on my PC at home. Thanks god she has a very unique name, i managed to find her, ahhaha! But she isnt online yet.... sighz. Scarli she is in invisible mode, and doesn wanna appear online to me, then tmr I see her will be damm malu. Perhaps I shld ask for her hp num by the end of the course.
For the entire day today, our eyes met a few times, and she would give me those very shy + uneasy smiles. Well well....... Someone ever told me that if you dyingly wish something to happen, then every single thing u see or hear will seem 'in line' with what you wanted it to be. It may turn out to be a fake reinforcement of your wish afterall. Anyway, just simply enjoy the process and not the final product. I know where I want and am heading to and so the final outcome will still be the same.... larrr.
Just finished watching the channel 8 variety show with my mum. I watched it becos SHE was on the show tonite... and wah piangz, i nearly fainted watching abt 5-6 grp of gals imitating SHE. I think some of these grps shldnt call themselves SHE but FAT. Not only are they fat, ugly but cannot dance & sing. I wonder if any foreigners were to turn on our national TV, they will be given the wrong idea how come singapore gals all look so ugly & terrible one ah? Nevertheless, there are still a handful of good ones, who can sing really well, esp the 3 12-yr old gals, who sang amazingly well at their age.
Alrite, i think too much of critics and harsh words tonite. Just feel very different whenever i am injected with a diff emotion during the day.
And yeah, finally on the 3rd course, there are chiobus in my class. And I am not talking abt 1 or 2, but 3 of them! In the past, my class comprised mainly aunties, and even the younger ones are jus so so or cannot make it. But today, the 3 young gals really look above average. There is this 4th one, young also but her looks are more plain, more like a xiaomeimei. But then among the 3, there is one that managed to make my heart jump a little bit faster.
Haha old habits die hard, I immediately 'searched' for on icq after turning on my PC at home. Thanks god she has a very unique name, i managed to find her, ahhaha! But she isnt online yet.... sighz. Scarli she is in invisible mode, and doesn wanna appear online to me, then tmr I see her will be damm malu. Perhaps I shld ask for her hp num by the end of the course.
For the entire day today, our eyes met a few times, and she would give me those very shy + uneasy smiles. Well well....... Someone ever told me that if you dyingly wish something to happen, then every single thing u see or hear will seem 'in line' with what you wanted it to be. It may turn out to be a fake reinforcement of your wish afterall. Anyway, just simply enjoy the process and not the final product. I know where I want and am heading to and so the final outcome will still be the same.... larrr.
Just finished watching the channel 8 variety show with my mum. I watched it becos SHE was on the show tonite... and wah piangz, i nearly fainted watching abt 5-6 grp of gals imitating SHE. I think some of these grps shldnt call themselves SHE but FAT. Not only are they fat, ugly but cannot dance & sing. I wonder if any foreigners were to turn on our national TV, they will be given the wrong idea how come singapore gals all look so ugly & terrible one ah? Nevertheless, there are still a handful of good ones, who can sing really well, esp the 3 12-yr old gals, who sang amazingly well at their age.
Alrite, i think too much of critics and harsh words tonite. Just feel very different whenever i am injected with a diff emotion during the day.
Sunday, November 21, 2004
Nangis
Booohoooo...... riki nangis?
No la, riki s not crying, but merely shag out from stand-by-relics for the entire day at BL funfair. Echoing Oranda Olinda Ananda's msn nick, Sadhu to all helpers at BL funfair today. Good karma will support you in your future life.
Although I have mentioned about sighting of some entities at my home, but pls do not be afraid to come to my house. My room is still relatively brighter than most places, with a nice calm looking buddha statue watching over the room. And i strongly most imptly is still yourself.. keep ur spirits up by doing regular chantings, meditations and prostrations (as if i am doing that). Whoever wish to come to my house overnight and take a breathe at the morning reservoir air are most welcomed.
Oh yes, thank you to birdtan for letting me have his mattress.
Olinda aka Ananda aka Orandan aka Siaolang at Mr lim's house, sitting next to the ever-striking-the-same-pose riki. Meditation seems to have become only a pastime to me, instead of something compulsory in life.
Tmr I am still on course at ITE. Fortunately I am not going back to work, if not i will be super sian now. But then, wunt I have to face the music when i get back to work next week? Well, thats life...... life gets less and less meaningful when it gets more and more routined. No freedom and freeplay to do whatever you like, not much chance to create and carve the way you want it to be.
无能为力
Currently my fave song is "无能为力" by Zhang Jing Xuan. But i am not talking about the lyrics yet, its just that I find the melody very nice.
Also, I think the title itself is meaningful enough. I reminded myself that there are many a times that we are really 无能为力 with the situation we are in. V often, we are always in a rush to get ourselves out of the mud. Sometimes, we just have to flow along with the river, and not struggle too hard against the flow or get ourselves out of the situation.
I also reminded myself that a lot of things take time and patience, before we can get ourselves in the situation we wanna be in. We have forgotten to rest, or show compassion to ourselves. We used up too much strength that we ended up exhausted.
And in life, we cannot always expect everything to be in favour of us. We must accept that there are must be fair share of happiness, sadness, enjoyment & disappointment in our lives.
And remember, there are many things we are 无能为力. So how? Be patient and work for a better tommorow la!
Also, I think the title itself is meaningful enough. I reminded myself that there are many a times that we are really 无能为力 with the situation we are in. V often, we are always in a rush to get ourselves out of the mud. Sometimes, we just have to flow along with the river, and not struggle too hard against the flow or get ourselves out of the situation.
I also reminded myself that a lot of things take time and patience, before we can get ourselves in the situation we wanna be in. We have forgotten to rest, or show compassion to ourselves. We used up too much strength that we ended up exhausted.
And in life, we cannot always expect everything to be in favour of us. We must accept that there are must be fair share of happiness, sadness, enjoyment & disappointment in our lives.
And remember, there are many things we are 无能为力. So how? Be patient and work for a better tommorow la!
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Its Pure Sadness
"Its not frightening at all. Its pure sadness....." Quoted from Jane, who commented on the story I posted earlier on. I couldnt agree more. I decided to make my way to nanyang lake just now to get a feel of the atmosphere. Thanks to kichi for guiding me the way there.
I couldnt help but relate an almost past incident. I happened to chance upon some very well hidden WWII bunkers in NUS campus. Its an almost inaccessible site to the public, but somehow some karmic forces brought me there, as I bashed into the woods via Kent Ridge Road. I brought myself back to the bunkers the very next day after finding out its history. I tend to feel a lot of such places.... hmmm
3 more hectic days to go before I end the week. Today, my boss was complaining to me how stressful and heavy his work load is. Waseh... its really a less money but more work society we are getting on. Ppl out there who are inspired to ordain, pls go ahead and make plans for it. Its aint worth sloughing in the society like this.. unless u r badly in debts like me.
Its indeed pure sadness....... paradise? Its within our heart.
I couldnt help but relate an almost past incident. I happened to chance upon some very well hidden WWII bunkers in NUS campus. Its an almost inaccessible site to the public, but somehow some karmic forces brought me there, as I bashed into the woods via Kent Ridge Road. I brought myself back to the bunkers the very next day after finding out its history. I tend to feel a lot of such places.... hmmm
3 more hectic days to go before I end the week. Today, my boss was complaining to me how stressful and heavy his work load is. Waseh... its really a less money but more work society we are getting on. Ppl out there who are inspired to ordain, pls go ahead and make plans for it. Its aint worth sloughing in the society like this.. unless u r badly in debts like me.
Its indeed pure sadness....... paradise? Its within our heart.
Monday, November 15, 2004
My Nokia 6610i
I am now holding on to my dearest newly bought nokia 6610i. Its so nice, its so beautiful. I am going to hug it to sleep tonight. Just like driving which I have to keep my sight on the rear mirror every 5 seconds, my eyes will be on my nokia every 5 seconds too. Aww.... my dearest nokia 6610i, I just cant keep my hands and eyes off you. Hahahahaha!!!!
I have this unexplainatory funny feeling in me this evening. Its not exactly those extreme negative ones which can be used to predict bad things that will happen tmr. Its somewhat like a huge pang of doubt stuffing within.
Anyway, I realise that I have been drifting away from the Dharma. And no, i am feeling no urgency to get myself back 'on track' to embrace the Dharma. In fact, I shldnt judge myself or anyone, or even have the slightest thought on which level or how far i/he/she have advanced in Dharma cultivation.
I ever thought that I shld take a 'break' from cultivation. But I later laughed at myself for being so ignorant, of seeing cultivation as an enforcement to myself, or perhaps a jail to keep myself improving. Thats not the way.... tats all the wrong views that keep us going in cycles.
Back to the ghost story in my earlier entry. Whats your first impression when u read it? Do you treat is just like any other ghost stories? If your are compassionate enough, you should be feeling sorry, or at least something for the poor soul, that has been hunting around of her bf in the campus halls. If the story is really true, may you be well and happy, and have an early good rebirth.
I have this unexplainatory funny feeling in me this evening. Its not exactly those extreme negative ones which can be used to predict bad things that will happen tmr. Its somewhat like a huge pang of doubt stuffing within.
Anyway, I realise that I have been drifting away from the Dharma. And no, i am feeling no urgency to get myself back 'on track' to embrace the Dharma. In fact, I shldnt judge myself or anyone, or even have the slightest thought on which level or how far i/he/she have advanced in Dharma cultivation.
I ever thought that I shld take a 'break' from cultivation. But I later laughed at myself for being so ignorant, of seeing cultivation as an enforcement to myself, or perhaps a jail to keep myself improving. Thats not the way.... tats all the wrong views that keep us going in cycles.
Back to the ghost story in my earlier entry. Whats your first impression when u read it? Do you treat is just like any other ghost stories? If your are compassionate enough, you should be feeling sorry, or at least something for the poor soul, that has been hunting around of her bf in the campus halls. If the story is really true, may you be well and happy, and have an early good rebirth.
Sunday, November 14, 2004
Visit to Mr Lim's House
With regard to my previous entry, I got a huge collection of ghost stories from all over - friends, internet, and self experiences. I almost forgot tat I was once labelled as a good ghost story teller by some NUSBS jnr gals some 3 yrs back. It started all becos of some unpleasant encounters some snrs and I had while planning for FOC2001 at Sci Faculty.
What triggered me off to get back to ghost stories was due to a conversation with songgechan & teddy last week at NTU. They seemed to be v interested in ghost stories too, esp the former, who was following closely to one ghost story website. Anyway, the very few movies i watched in recent yrs were the ghost ones - The Ring, Juon 1 & 2 etc.
This evening, I visited Mr Lim's house as usual for meditation. Had a very nice and pleasant sitting, although I only managed to settled down into concentration after half an hr. The earlier half was a tough struggle. Thanks to the several swimming sessions I have over the past week, I dun feel much pains or sores over my body this evening.
After leaving Mr Lim's house, I visited Mr Lim Lang Siao (Lin Ren Feng) aka Lim Siao Lang's house at AMK. A very big house, very conveniently located with KFC, Long John Silver and Mac within very short walking distance. A good place, dun move out la... some more got free automatic alarm clocks. I shant thank him for the 'invitation' to his house since its a self invitation I requested myself, haha.
A fren just msged me a pretty vague sms, didnt sound too good. I hope my friend is alright. May you tide over the tough time. And hopefully the very-long-time-never-mention smallbro Ong has fully recovered from his fever. Hey manz, everytime I fell ill prior to exams, i sure can do very well after that. Good luck for ur exams!
What triggered me off to get back to ghost stories was due to a conversation with songgechan & teddy last week at NTU. They seemed to be v interested in ghost stories too, esp the former, who was following closely to one ghost story website. Anyway, the very few movies i watched in recent yrs were the ghost ones - The Ring, Juon 1 & 2 etc.
This evening, I visited Mr Lim's house as usual for meditation. Had a very nice and pleasant sitting, although I only managed to settled down into concentration after half an hr. The earlier half was a tough struggle. Thanks to the several swimming sessions I have over the past week, I dun feel much pains or sores over my body this evening.
After leaving Mr Lim's house, I visited Mr Lim Lang Siao (Lin Ren Feng) aka Lim Siao Lang's house at AMK. A very big house, very conveniently located with KFC, Long John Silver and Mac within very short walking distance. A good place, dun move out la... some more got free automatic alarm clocks. I shant thank him for the 'invitation' to his house since its a self invitation I requested myself, haha.
A fren just msged me a pretty vague sms, didnt sound too good. I hope my friend is alright. May you tide over the tough time. And hopefully the very-long-time-never-mention smallbro Ong has fully recovered from his fever. Hey manz, everytime I fell ill prior to exams, i sure can do very well after that. Good luck for ur exams!
Saturday, November 13, 2004
Searching for ae2004???
Two student couples were chatting about love late at night at about 3:00a.m near a lake in a university campus in singapore. The girl asked the boy "Do you really love me?" Then the boy feeling shy don't want to answer her. But she felt frustrated by her boyfriend's behaviour got up nervously and suddenly lost balance and fell in the lake which is very deep and she cannot swim and neither can her boyfriend. The boy stood there helplessly in a state of shock watching her drown. He later called the police and ambulance to find the corpse but her body could not be found. He felt deeply terrible about himself after the tragedy.
Two days later in the hostel of hall X, he hear 4 soft knocks on his door about 3:00a.m and his hair went up when he heard the voice of her girlfriend saying "Darling are you in the room". He was so scared he could not scream at all but jumped on his bed and trembled. Every night about 3:00a.m, he heard the 4 soft knocks on the door and the voice saying" Are you inside the room?". As usual he jumped on his bed and hide trembling under his blanket. After a week, he decided to go to the hostel officer and asked for a change of Hall of residence.
For 2 months, he never heard anything then suddenly, he heard four soft knocks again on his door around 3:00a.m and the voice of his dead girlfriend. This time he is so scared he went to hide under the bed and to his terror, he saw two horrible white eyes covered with wet hair looking at him from the space below the door and the voice yelled " OH IT'S YOU, OPEN THE DOOR FOR ME, DO YOU STILL LOVE ME OR NOT, OPEN I SAY!" and the thing outside the door gave huge bangs on the door like wanting to break it and then after a few minutes of hard knocks on the door by the creature, the poor boy fainted below the bed.
The creature had been knocking on each hostel door to look for his boyfriend and finally managed to find him. The creature has been moving around hostels upside down with the head on the floor and feet upwards.
They said that every night, the dead girl's roommate saw wet footprints in her room and the bed of her dead roommate is always wet as from 3:00a.m everynight...........
Two days later in the hostel of hall X, he hear 4 soft knocks on his door about 3:00a.m and his hair went up when he heard the voice of her girlfriend saying "Darling are you in the room". He was so scared he could not scream at all but jumped on his bed and trembled. Every night about 3:00a.m, he heard the 4 soft knocks on the door and the voice saying" Are you inside the room?". As usual he jumped on his bed and hide trembling under his blanket. After a week, he decided to go to the hostel officer and asked for a change of Hall of residence.
For 2 months, he never heard anything then suddenly, he heard four soft knocks again on his door around 3:00a.m and the voice of his dead girlfriend. This time he is so scared he went to hide under the bed and to his terror, he saw two horrible white eyes covered with wet hair looking at him from the space below the door and the voice yelled " OH IT'S YOU, OPEN THE DOOR FOR ME, DO YOU STILL LOVE ME OR NOT, OPEN I SAY!" and the thing outside the door gave huge bangs on the door like wanting to break it and then after a few minutes of hard knocks on the door by the creature, the poor boy fainted below the bed.
The creature had been knocking on each hostel door to look for his boyfriend and finally managed to find him. The creature has been moving around hostels upside down with the head on the floor and feet upwards.
They said that every night, the dead girl's roommate saw wet footprints in her room and the bed of her dead roommate is always wet as from 3:00a.m everynight...........
Friday, November 12, 2004
Exams
The entire campus is mugging. The daily routine of reporting to the library early in the morning to chop the good seats, reporting to Arts canteen for lunch, reporting back to library to mug, reporting back to Arts canteen for dinner, reporting back to library to mug, reporting back to hall to sleep. The next day begins...
Sometimes, the routined lifestyle is disrupted by public holidays. Everyone will be worried about their meals, since all the campus canteens are not opened. Most of the time, ppl wud walk to Fong Seng or NUH. Mac Donald's came pretty much later but most ppl soon got very sick with fastfood.
Remember those days where almost the entire corner of cen lib level 4 would be occupied by BS ppl & frens - as many as 20 over of them. We even spiced up our mugging days by wearing the same BS t shirt on the same day for different days. One day, we would all be in dark blue, the next day all in black, and not to forget the striking yellow Tee...
Meal time wud be the most fun time, a break from the long hrs of mugging in the freezing cold library. Remembered talking and laughing non stop at the canteen, often very reluctant to return our plates to the collection point and proceed back to the lib for study.
As the exam period goes by, less and less ppl would remain in the mugging group as one by one, the ppl were finishing with their exams. Engin was always the last... and hence, I was always among the last few left mugging in the library. Sunset is always the most beautiful scenery from cen lib level 6 - and i witnessed the gradual facelift of NUS cen lib from the 1980s to the modern 2003 design.
Work hard everyone, yeah?
Sometimes, the routined lifestyle is disrupted by public holidays. Everyone will be worried about their meals, since all the campus canteens are not opened. Most of the time, ppl wud walk to Fong Seng or NUH. Mac Donald's came pretty much later but most ppl soon got very sick with fastfood.
Remember those days where almost the entire corner of cen lib level 4 would be occupied by BS ppl & frens - as many as 20 over of them. We even spiced up our mugging days by wearing the same BS t shirt on the same day for different days. One day, we would all be in dark blue, the next day all in black, and not to forget the striking yellow Tee...
Meal time wud be the most fun time, a break from the long hrs of mugging in the freezing cold library. Remembered talking and laughing non stop at the canteen, often very reluctant to return our plates to the collection point and proceed back to the lib for study.
As the exam period goes by, less and less ppl would remain in the mugging group as one by one, the ppl were finishing with their exams. Engin was always the last... and hence, I was always among the last few left mugging in the library. Sunset is always the most beautiful scenery from cen lib level 6 - and i witnessed the gradual facelift of NUS cen lib from the 1980s to the modern 2003 design.
Work hard everyone, yeah?
如来神掌
This evening, I went out with my engin friends (plus their gf/bf)at Bugis. During the chats, I heard them mention about "如来神掌". It is a term which I havent heard for many years, and I recalled tat I used to love playing around with my kid frens and pretending we have the "如来神掌" kungfu
It nv occur to me that something is wrong with this term until this evening. How can 如来 be associated with 神? In fact, its also wrong to use 如来 together with 佛 (as in 如来佛). It may be just names but I think as a buddhist, I shld be using the terms correctly.
And yes, I have to thanks Jane for her 'offer' to send Bryan home.... Thanks leh Jane. Haha, but really thanks to her for inviting me to join the birthday dinner. These ppl are my project mates but I havent been mixing with them much ever since we completed our HRM module. Sometimes, I feel a bit guilty and wudnt be surprised if someone were to label me as a 见风使舵 or 过桥抽板 kind of person. But of cos thats not true to me....
I am reporting back to work, and although its jus another day to weekend, I could feel the immense sianness in me having to go back to work. There is actually nothing with my job, pay is quite good, job scope not very tough and stressful, ppl are nice, but I just dread working life. Perhaps i have enjoyed freedom in my life too much in the past that I am unable to accept working life.
Was telling bryan on our way back that it has never occured to me that my family wud one day need my financial support, like now. Just barely months before I graduated from NUS, I thought it is not a problem for me to take a yr's leave to go overseas and experience life and such. I nv thought my I wud need to work and earn money to support my family tat urgently. I nv thought my family 'would ever need me'.... as a results, a lot of dreams were crushed or have to be put on hold..
But no, i am not complaining about my life. I still feel that I am enjoying my good karma of getting almost everything I need. Perhaps in time to come, I would gradually feel that more things are missing in my life.
It nv occur to me that something is wrong with this term until this evening. How can 如来 be associated with 神? In fact, its also wrong to use 如来 together with 佛 (as in 如来佛). It may be just names but I think as a buddhist, I shld be using the terms correctly.
And yes, I have to thanks Jane for her 'offer' to send Bryan home.... Thanks leh Jane. Haha, but really thanks to her for inviting me to join the birthday dinner. These ppl are my project mates but I havent been mixing with them much ever since we completed our HRM module. Sometimes, I feel a bit guilty and wudnt be surprised if someone were to label me as a 见风使舵 or 过桥抽板 kind of person. But of cos thats not true to me....
I am reporting back to work, and although its jus another day to weekend, I could feel the immense sianness in me having to go back to work. There is actually nothing with my job, pay is quite good, job scope not very tough and stressful, ppl are nice, but I just dread working life. Perhaps i have enjoyed freedom in my life too much in the past that I am unable to accept working life.
Was telling bryan on our way back that it has never occured to me that my family wud one day need my financial support, like now. Just barely months before I graduated from NUS, I thought it is not a problem for me to take a yr's leave to go overseas and experience life and such. I nv thought my I wud need to work and earn money to support my family tat urgently. I nv thought my family 'would ever need me'.... as a results, a lot of dreams were crushed or have to be put on hold..
But no, i am not complaining about my life. I still feel that I am enjoying my good karma of getting almost everything I need. Perhaps in time to come, I would gradually feel that more things are missing in my life.
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Bumping around
Lately, I can feel the motivation in me to update my blog everyday. I do not know the precise reason, but I guess it has to do with my mood. And my intention and motivation to write blog varies from time to time.
In the past, I used to write blog (easyjournal) as a form of self reflection. Gradually, my blog mutated into something like a diary, keeping my friends updated of myself. Subsequently, my blog became tainted with undesirable elements of hatred and ignorance. It became a channel for me to voice out my displeasures, vent my frustrations, and sometimes sending under current msgs to certain ppl, whom i know will read my blog.
And now, blog writing is more like a past time which I no longer take it seriously. The words which you read now are more like blabberings from me, occasionally accompained with some interesting pics to break the monotony of the page. Things written here shld be read and forgotten.... its really just like a past time.
My 2nd course at ITE ended today. Time flies amazingly + freakingly fast. Jus days ago, we were strangers sitting side by side, followed by engaging in several group proj & discussions. Today, everyone was bidding each other farewell with exhanging of name cards. And we all know that probably we wun get to see one another ever again this life. Tats life - ever changing.
Went over to nus campus this afternoon as my course ended by lunch time. Parked my car at engin and walked to the Arts canteen. The distance seemed to be much longer than the past, probably becos I have been walking blindly almost everyday in the past, without paying attention to the things in my path - so the distance seemed shorter then. Along the way, I thought I saw some familiar faces ie. Edward dashing across the engin bridge, Mingxin on service A1, but of cos all these were nothing but illusions. All those faces which I see almost everyday in campus last time are gone for good.
...but in the end saw funnybean who was on her way to go shopping from campus!?
If the 'theory' I heard is true, I shld live no older than 45 yr old. I have ever written abt this in my previous blog entry, and I may write again to explain why I believe its true.
In the past, I used to write blog (easyjournal) as a form of self reflection. Gradually, my blog mutated into something like a diary, keeping my friends updated of myself. Subsequently, my blog became tainted with undesirable elements of hatred and ignorance. It became a channel for me to voice out my displeasures, vent my frustrations, and sometimes sending under current msgs to certain ppl, whom i know will read my blog.
And now, blog writing is more like a past time which I no longer take it seriously. The words which you read now are more like blabberings from me, occasionally accompained with some interesting pics to break the monotony of the page. Things written here shld be read and forgotten.... its really just like a past time.
My 2nd course at ITE ended today. Time flies amazingly + freakingly fast. Jus days ago, we were strangers sitting side by side, followed by engaging in several group proj & discussions. Today, everyone was bidding each other farewell with exhanging of name cards. And we all know that probably we wun get to see one another ever again this life. Tats life - ever changing.
Went over to nus campus this afternoon as my course ended by lunch time. Parked my car at engin and walked to the Arts canteen. The distance seemed to be much longer than the past, probably becos I have been walking blindly almost everyday in the past, without paying attention to the things in my path - so the distance seemed shorter then. Along the way, I thought I saw some familiar faces ie. Edward dashing across the engin bridge, Mingxin on service A1, but of cos all these were nothing but illusions. All those faces which I see almost everyday in campus last time are gone for good.
...but in the end saw funnybean who was on her way to go shopping from campus!?
If the 'theory' I heard is true, I shld live no older than 45 yr old. I have ever written abt this in my previous blog entry, and I may write again to explain why I believe its true.
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Hao Lei Ah
My eyes are straining as I type this blog. It has been such a tiring day. But as my day gets more interesting, I tend to write more.
My course today at ITE kinda turned better, as there were more laughters and interactions among the course mates. Yeah, I love to be in an environment whereby everyone started off as a stranger, and gradually get to bond and gel up as the days progress. Similarly for my previous stays in hostel/hall, I wouldnt mind allocated to a cluster or floor whereby I duno anyone. Its always nice to leave the comfortzone and get to know the ppl.
There are a total of 17 ppl in my present course, and most of them hold snr posts at their work place. Comparatively, I am the most green and inexperienced guy around. And because of the posts they are holding, I find that these ppl tend to be very pressing, persistent and strong on their personal views. Probably they are too used to commanding and teaching ppl at their work place.
On comparison with my previous course, my former course mates were a much gentler and friendly lot. Probably the class size matters too (there were only 12 of us then), everyone was able to communicate very well, and we even crowd around one huge table for meals. There are cliques in my present course now, which I dislike most.
After my course today, I rushed down to NUS to help prepare for the exam dinner. Have to go Georgie Mart to purchase another bottle of syrup which was eventually not even consumed. Nevertheless, I thought Chin Lee (and whoever helped her) has planned the event pretty well, as everything was going smooth and fine. Well done really....
Sent a BS snr home and the journey was...... however, we had a good chat over certain issues. And I found out that he enjoys the same drama as me - Jie Da Huan Xi, which is probably the only drama i have watched (and has the appeal to keep me watching) in recent years.
Just completed some my course assignments which is due tmr. Will try to complete the rest tmr morning before my lesson starts. Really shag out..
My course today at ITE kinda turned better, as there were more laughters and interactions among the course mates. Yeah, I love to be in an environment whereby everyone started off as a stranger, and gradually get to bond and gel up as the days progress. Similarly for my previous stays in hostel/hall, I wouldnt mind allocated to a cluster or floor whereby I duno anyone. Its always nice to leave the comfortzone and get to know the ppl.
There are a total of 17 ppl in my present course, and most of them hold snr posts at their work place. Comparatively, I am the most green and inexperienced guy around. And because of the posts they are holding, I find that these ppl tend to be very pressing, persistent and strong on their personal views. Probably they are too used to commanding and teaching ppl at their work place.
On comparison with my previous course, my former course mates were a much gentler and friendly lot. Probably the class size matters too (there were only 12 of us then), everyone was able to communicate very well, and we even crowd around one huge table for meals. There are cliques in my present course now, which I dislike most.
After my course today, I rushed down to NUS to help prepare for the exam dinner. Have to go Georgie Mart to purchase another bottle of syrup which was eventually not even consumed. Nevertheless, I thought Chin Lee (and whoever helped her) has planned the event pretty well, as everything was going smooth and fine. Well done really....
Sent a BS snr home and the journey was...... however, we had a good chat over certain issues. And I found out that he enjoys the same drama as me - Jie Da Huan Xi, which is probably the only drama i have watched (and has the appeal to keep me watching) in recent years.
Just completed some my course assignments which is due tmr. Will try to complete the rest tmr morning before my lesson starts. Really shag out..
Monday, November 08, 2004
One more baby
Here comes one more baby - daughter of my cousin (biao jie). This evening, I attended a wedding dinner of one of my cousins. As I have mentioned earlier, the liking of babies runs in the blood of my family. Everyone in the family, esp my youngest and 4th aunt, were 'snatching' to carry the poor baby.
Today, I attended another course at ITE. I realise that whenever I pinned up too high a hope on certain events/functions, the end results would always be disappointing. On the other hand, if I were to lower my expectation on certain things, the end results will always turn out to be much better. Last evening, I was feeling quite sian abt attending the course today at ITE. Hence, I thought today would be fine, but it turned out to be even more sian than I have expected it to be....
Well, if you (a general you) think just becos you r an undergrad or graduate, you will be smarter and better than the rest of the society, then u have to think twice. Most of my fellow course mates at ITE are not graduates, but ppl of age around 40-60. However, the way they present themselves and argue their way through during the course win me hands down...... damm impressed. I guess experience really counts much more than the theories we have learnt in uni.
Oh yeah, Happy Birthday Akaaaa Ananda.... celebrating your 8th or 9th bday?
Sunday, November 07, 2004
The In Hairstyle
Presenting the 4 botaks of NTUBS, courtesy of Sumantri's nokia camera phone.
Unlike the previous sundays, I have no activity today. Hence, I decided to drive down to NTU campus and enjoy the peacefulness there. Thanks to the surrounding quiet environment, which comprises several large cemetries of the muslim, catholics, christian and chinese, plus huge acres of forested training ground for the army + the live firing area. If you dun believe, take a look at the singapore map. NTU is jus next to a large piece of rural green.
Tried the SRC for the first time. The pool is extremely clean (nus one is also clean), which is the reason why I nv like to visit the public pools ever since I entered NUS. Furthermore, there were very few swimmers, which make undisturbed lap swimming possible. One advantage over NUS pool is that the water is not as chlorinated. The air seems to be fresher too, unlike NUS pool which is located next to AYE.
After which, I found myself a quiet & shady carpark at SIMTECH to wash my car. Its not about saving water (anyway, my fuel of travelling to ntu cost much more than the water), but the convenience of reaching the water supply. With the tap just a few steps away, I was able to give my partner a thorough clean under the hot yet shady + peaceful + quiet afternoon. I have spent very long hrs washing my previous cars (both of which were white) in PGP, but this is the very first time I did for partner since i have it 4 months ago.
This evening, I have my usual meditation session with Teddy, Ananda and Melvin. I am getting more comfortable with Mr Lim's place as the weeks go by. I have been to quite a few other meditation sessions but Mr Lim one is rather different. After every sitting, there will be a mini makan session, which I thought is a pretty good idea. Buddhism is not always about sitting + chanting + discussion of Dharma anyway, thats far too dry to attract ppl living in the urban city like us.
Anyway, I enjoyed myself today. Havent felt so light for such a long time, hopefully the coming course I am attending tmr will be a good one. ITE is afterall not as fun as I perceived it to be....
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Too much thoughts
Nowadays, I seldom update my blog as often, not because I have nothing much to write. In fact, I have too much thoughts in my mind that I duno which to pen down. In the end, I decided to let them go, and pen down only when I feel like doing so.
Last evening, I attended the 2nd half of the meditation session at PGP. The number of participants were small, and most were unfamiliar faces. Isnt it a wonderful feeling staying in campus, where you can clad simply in your comfortable t-shirt, sandles, hop down to the function room to attend evening Dharma sessions? Life as a student has tat freedom to do the things you like.... but many ppl are not appreciating campus life.
Last evening, I had a pretty long chat with Ven Fa Rong from Sagaramudra Buddhist Society in my mini van. Ven Fa Rong is the very first venerable that i 'befriended' and interacted with this life. I remember him vividly as the monk by the receptionist counter, asking for my name when I stepped into the old Hai Yin temple 4 yrs ago. Subsequently, I attended a meditation course conducted by him, and he brought me and a few bs friends to a meditation retreat at Batu Pahat some time later.
When asked if he remember the guy whom I brought to see him to 'read' his life, he said yes. But when I ask if he know he the same guy that fetched him home in taxi every week for the past month after the PGP meditation session, his answer was negative. Well, he must have grown so much that Shifu was unable to connect the 'two person' as one.
I asked shifu if its good to find out more about our life through some special techniques of readings and such, his answer was positive. Shifu said that it can help us better prepare for any coming misfortunes and realise our own weaknessess and strengths. However, i concluded that it must be done sparingly, and not to the extent of 'greed'. Sometimes, ignorance is a bliss, as we flow along with the karmic river. I was once a victim of fortunte telling, and i suffered from lack of confidence and paranoid after that.
All these tellings can be superbly accurate and true, but it really doesn help me but gave me adverse effects instead. I must say its due to 'improper handling'. Anyway, I believe Buddha didnt encourage us to engage in fortune telling or anything along the line.
I told shifu I have this special psychic power. I have ever told this to a couple of close friends, but they either thought i was bullsxxing, or i was just overly sensitive. Since yrs ago, I found myself able to predict certain things that are going to happen. However, the things which I anticipated are mostly those negative ones, which adds on to the sufferings of my life instead of helping me. Anyway, I know that its very bad karma to claim that you have certain powers when u havent got them. So I seek advice from shifu last evening cos I really hope I can get rid of such unpleasant powers.
I have waited for this weekend since a month ago. Next week, i will be back to ITE dover for courses until the end of the month. However, I did not leave my office high spirited last evening as I was caught up with too much work undone. A lot of tasks seem to be in a mess, and I surprised myself by having thoughts of not wanting to go ITE next week but come back to work. Thats funny, and thats our human mind.
When you dun have it, u want it a lot. When you have it finally, u dun feel anything special, and may not even want it anymore.
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
Turn On the Radio
"Turn on the radio and listen to the news! Cos blah blah gonna win and u gotta lose! So back, back, back to your seat, cos blah blah gonna win and u gotta lose!"
The above cheer was much often used in my sec sch days during inter-department games and such. And yes, I am back to listening to the radio after a long break of 10 years.
I used to place a small radio set on my studying desk, and I would listen to 93.3FM every evening without fail. The radio set came with a cassette recorder. At all times, a cassette tape would be put on stand-by to prepare me to record any nice songs heard over the radio. Every evening, I would listen to the song dedications sent by students islandwide and a handful from Malaysia. Its a nice feeling hearing all the well wishes from ppl, and I could feel countless of students mugging hard alongside with me. Such a routined lifestyle took place hroughout my late pri sch and early sec sch days.
I took a complete break from the FM after entering the JC, and didn get the chance to listen to the radio in the army. When I was in NUS, I did not bring along any FM set with me to my hostel. A mini breakthrough occured after I bought my Nokia 8310, which come with the FM function. However, I only listen to Symphony 92.4FM during my study for examination in the library. Not so much of listening to the music, but to shield myself away from the distractions and noise made by others.
Now, I am back to a 'routined' lifestyle, staying at home with my hi-fi set placed next to my PC. Its just out of convenience that I switch it on to listen to the radio every evening. The voice of the deejays sound unfamiliar, and the ppl who dedicated the songs every evening are of age much younger than me now.
I used to listen to the chinese pop songs without paying much attention to the lyrics. I would be hymning the tunes for countless of times and yet I din know what the song was really about. Now, I tend to pay more attention to the lyrics. Very often, I would encounter a handful of songs which I feel the composer must have experienced quite a bit before he/she can write such touching, meaningful and wonderful lyrics. And perhaps its also due to my personal experiences I have gained over the past decade, that I can finally get to understand and appreciate some of the lyrics written.
Most of the song dedications nowadays seem to be from ppl troubled with love. Sighz...
The above cheer was much often used in my sec sch days during inter-department games and such. And yes, I am back to listening to the radio after a long break of 10 years.
I used to place a small radio set on my studying desk, and I would listen to 93.3FM every evening without fail. The radio set came with a cassette recorder. At all times, a cassette tape would be put on stand-by to prepare me to record any nice songs heard over the radio. Every evening, I would listen to the song dedications sent by students islandwide and a handful from Malaysia. Its a nice feeling hearing all the well wishes from ppl, and I could feel countless of students mugging hard alongside with me. Such a routined lifestyle took place hroughout my late pri sch and early sec sch days.
I took a complete break from the FM after entering the JC, and didn get the chance to listen to the radio in the army. When I was in NUS, I did not bring along any FM set with me to my hostel. A mini breakthrough occured after I bought my Nokia 8310, which come with the FM function. However, I only listen to Symphony 92.4FM during my study for examination in the library. Not so much of listening to the music, but to shield myself away from the distractions and noise made by others.
Now, I am back to a 'routined' lifestyle, staying at home with my hi-fi set placed next to my PC. Its just out of convenience that I switch it on to listen to the radio every evening. The voice of the deejays sound unfamiliar, and the ppl who dedicated the songs every evening are of age much younger than me now.
I used to listen to the chinese pop songs without paying much attention to the lyrics. I would be hymning the tunes for countless of times and yet I din know what the song was really about. Now, I tend to pay more attention to the lyrics. Very often, I would encounter a handful of songs which I feel the composer must have experienced quite a bit before he/she can write such touching, meaningful and wonderful lyrics. And perhaps its also due to my personal experiences I have gained over the past decade, that I can finally get to understand and appreciate some of the lyrics written.
Most of the song dedications nowadays seem to be from ppl troubled with love. Sighz...
Monday, November 01, 2004
Just Do It
Within 24hrs after putting the baby pic on my msn, I received many messages asking me who the baby belongs to. Almost everyone commented that the baby is extremely cute. Yeah, I couldnt agree more. And all of a sudden after having this baby's pic, i find those babies photos I previously have no longer cute! Thats how fast our mind changes.
I read the blogs of some of my friends and found most of them melancholic. I take a look on my MSN list, and found several 'negative' nicks too, most suggesting 'life sux' or something along the line. Life is indeed full of sufferings.
Last evening, I listened to Mr Lim, as he introduced the Sayagyi tradition to some of us. I learnt that his root teacher has a different approach from the Sayadaw Pak Auk tradition. The latter emphasized a lot on attaining Jhana on the early stage of practice, while the earlier does not. His explaination on 'why not Jhana first' has kinda further unlock the doubt tat I always have in my mind. However, I shldn't not be making any conclusion or guesses.
I always have a greater affinity towards female teachers (ie. Nuns) compared to monks or male teachers (you-should-know-who). Hence, I have to admit I wasnt particularly impressed or motivated by Mr Lim, even after seeing twice. However, some of his words were really very true and meaningful to me. He advised that we shouldnt be too concerned on where we are getting, how good are we, and doing meaningless comparisons on the different traditions, techniques or teachings of buddhism ie. which is better than which. There is no such thing as 'which is better', and his advice is 'just do what you can'!
I was once a victim of being too eager to find out which tradition suits me better, or which path I should take. I was also too concerned on my 'progress', which directly hinders my progress. Paramis not enough, say and think too much also no use. So, Just Do It.
I read the blogs of some of my friends and found most of them melancholic. I take a look on my MSN list, and found several 'negative' nicks too, most suggesting 'life sux' or something along the line. Life is indeed full of sufferings.
Last evening, I listened to Mr Lim, as he introduced the Sayagyi tradition to some of us. I learnt that his root teacher has a different approach from the Sayadaw Pak Auk tradition. The latter emphasized a lot on attaining Jhana on the early stage of practice, while the earlier does not. His explaination on 'why not Jhana first' has kinda further unlock the doubt tat I always have in my mind. However, I shldn't not be making any conclusion or guesses.
I always have a greater affinity towards female teachers (ie. Nuns) compared to monks or male teachers (you-should-know-who). Hence, I have to admit I wasnt particularly impressed or motivated by Mr Lim, even after seeing twice. However, some of his words were really very true and meaningful to me. He advised that we shouldnt be too concerned on where we are getting, how good are we, and doing meaningless comparisons on the different traditions, techniques or teachings of buddhism ie. which is better than which. There is no such thing as 'which is better', and his advice is 'just do what you can'!
I was once a victim of being too eager to find out which tradition suits me better, or which path I should take. I was also too concerned on my 'progress', which directly hinders my progress. Paramis not enough, say and think too much also no use. So, Just Do It.
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