At the workshop on Transactional Analysis, I learnt more about the games people play, and gained a better understanding of these games can be so potentially dangerous. I also realised that no matter how hard it is, I get drawn into these 'games', and that is where very often, a person's integrity, reliability, honesty and trust are put on the line.
I know who my friends are in my workplace...and I know who are the people whom I can trust. But I also know that it is not easy putting a team of people of diverse personalities and interests together to work as a team. It takes all kind...and when you do not have people who share the same goals, very often, you can get stuck in a terrible jam. When that happens, frustration builds up...and a lot of unhappiness is created.
I have learnt that I cannot please everyone...and that is almost impossible to please everyone. I myself, am full of short-comings, but I do try to give my best.
So even though I feel like banging my head against the wall repeatedly at times, I am still so very glad that I have my friends who do share the same committment and goals. For that, I am thankful.
The show must go on they say. And to quote from Shakespeare's plays
"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts."
"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
Smart man, Good Old Will. We are all in put in the world to act out our roles.
But I do want to be heard....and I do want to tell a tale of significance.
So I shall watch what I say, and make sure that I am not that idiot....
Friday, May 30, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Just for Today - A ReVisit
Still feeling red today. So re-read one of the better books available -
John Maxwell's "Today Matters." I realise that his books have influenced me quite a bit, and that I am more grounded lately since I make it a point to consciously reflect on how I lead my life.
The entry today is just my version of "Just for Today"
Just for today...I will choose to make the best of whatever situation
I am in. No matter what mood I am in.
Just for today... I will choose and display the right attitudes towards
my loved ones, friends, colleagues and students.
Just for today...I will be generous and give 'positive strokes' to
others who deserve them.
Just for today...I will make the effort to make someone smile.
Just for today...I will deepen and live out my faith.
Just for today...I will reflect on my mistakes and improve.
Just for today...I will be true to the values I believe in.
Just for today...I will be less hasty and value good judgements.
Just for today...I will be grateful for the fact that I have a life that is more
blessed than others.
...Then one day... I will see the results of a day lived well.
I am living my life...and taking responsibility for myself. What about you?
John Maxwell's "Today Matters." I realise that his books have influenced me quite a bit, and that I am more grounded lately since I make it a point to consciously reflect on how I lead my life.
The entry today is just my version of "Just for Today"
Just for today...I will choose to make the best of whatever situation
I am in. No matter what mood I am in.
Just for today... I will choose and display the right attitudes towards
my loved ones, friends, colleagues and students.
Just for today...I will be generous and give 'positive strokes' to
others who deserve them.
Just for today...I will make the effort to make someone smile.
Just for today...I will deepen and live out my faith.
Just for today...I will reflect on my mistakes and improve.
Just for today...I will be true to the values I believe in.
Just for today...I will be less hasty and value good judgements.
Just for today...I will be grateful for the fact that I have a life that is more
blessed than others.
...Then one day... I will see the results of a day lived well.
I am living my life...and taking responsibility for myself. What about you?
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
I am not your Minder.
I make no apologies for the tone of today's entry.
I am MAD...absolutely furious...(but don't worry. You won't find me having to resort to colourful toot words to vent my anger. I still find that so beneath me).
Why am I raving and ranting? Why am I about to throw a mega tantrum?
Simple: I am sick and tired of being nice. Being nice toot big time. Because when you are nice, people take advantage, and treat you like a doormat. They walk all over you.
Sometimes, it does not do me any good to be accomodating to others; to take into account the concerns and feelings of other people. Why? Because in return...over and over again, I get stepped on. My own feelings do not matter...Oh toot! toot!toot!
Don't I ever learn? For all my advice to others, I myself have failed to listen. So if I get knocked out flat, and hit in the head over and over again, it is probably now because I deserve it for being so toot toot stupid....and naive...and gullible...and silly for believing in the goodness of human nature... Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!!!
Hold your head high, and keep your fists low...I have never fought dirty. I have never hit below the belt. I don't fight...I am usually the one who moves away.
But...do not underestimate me...do not take me for granted...do not assume that I am
spineless. Just do not back me to a corner...for I....
Come on Dee...Be strong...
I am MAD...absolutely furious...(but don't worry. You won't find me having to resort to colourful toot words to vent my anger. I still find that so beneath me).
Why am I raving and ranting? Why am I about to throw a mega tantrum?
Simple: I am sick and tired of being nice. Being nice toot big time. Because when you are nice, people take advantage, and treat you like a doormat. They walk all over you.
Sometimes, it does not do me any good to be accomodating to others; to take into account the concerns and feelings of other people. Why? Because in return...over and over again, I get stepped on. My own feelings do not matter...Oh toot! toot!toot!
Don't I ever learn? For all my advice to others, I myself have failed to listen. So if I get knocked out flat, and hit in the head over and over again, it is probably now because I deserve it for being so toot toot stupid....and naive...and gullible...and silly for believing in the goodness of human nature... Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!!!
Hold your head high, and keep your fists low...I have never fought dirty. I have never hit below the belt. I don't fight...I am usually the one who moves away.
But...do not underestimate me...do not take me for granted...do not assume that I am
spineless. Just do not back me to a corner...for I....
Come on Dee...Be strong...
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Anthology of CCSS Paranormal Stories
Part I
I had to dig up a collection of the strange encounters I experienced the past 19 years in the school. Somehow, these strange tales never failed to capture the attention of students...no matter what age. Well, I guess I better record them now and share.
"Communication does not need words"
This incident happened to one of the teachers, and it is certainly something that boggles the mind. I wonder how she can ever return to that room since that incident.
She teaches a subject that encourages creativity, and her lessons are always interesting and interactive. She wanted her students to learn more look at the environment around them, and try to draw out lesson from them; to look at things from different perspectives.
"Sometimes, you do not need words to communicate. Look at the plants and flowers. They will speak to you. Translate what they tell you into your drawings." She told the eager young minds. Wow...so profound. I did wonder how many of the kids really knew what that meant.
After the lesson ended and the students had left, she was left in the room alone, and went to the corner to do some work. In the humid, lazy afternoon, she could feel there was something more troublesome than just the heat.
Minutes passed in silence as she became absorbed in her work. The air in the room has become very stifling indeed. She glanced to her left and right, feeling as if she was being watched. Do the walls really have eyes and ears?
Then something caught her attention. She became extremely still.
The overhead projector came on, and the screen was lit up. The room became extra quiet, and it was as if, the noise outside was cut off totally. She was startled momentarily, and thought she had forgotten to switch off the power supply. But then, the switches in the room have always seemed to play tricks with her.
The laptop that has been shut down came to life...(mind you, ours is password protected and would need the code keyed in before it can work)....beside her...the side door slammed shut. There had not even been the slightest breeze blowing at all.
She took a calming breath and decided that a power surge was behind the happenings. But then...her powerpoint presentation, the one with the title "Silent Communication" appeared on the screen. Big and bold, the words screamed in her mind.
She could feel the end of her toes and fingers tingling, prickling. She felt ITS presence in the room with her. IT moved even closer up to her. She knew IT was there...somewhere...
"Do you want to tell me something?"
Click....the next slide came on.
"Do I know you?" ...click, the next picture moved.
She sat quietly down on the chair, quite unable to move. Her heart was in her mouth, and she was torn between wanting to run away in fear, and desperation in wanting to understand what she thought was IT.
"Are you ok?"...nothing moved. The slide remained at the same picture.
"Are you unhappy?" Click...the next picture came on.
She felt she though IT was hovering near her...beckoning her. A cool breath blew against her face and she closed her eyes momentarily...looking...but not seeing anything.
Crash...a small sculpture fell onto the floor. She jumped back in fear.
"But I am so sorry...I don't know how I can help you...I..I..." she stammered , and felt it was necessary to leave the room.
Immediately, the slides were shown in a confused series, at an amazing speed. Another door slammed shut. She sensed IT's growing frustration.
She decided to walk out at that moment...but something made her turn back to look at the screen again. The slides were shown faster now...moved by an invinsible remote...
"I wish you can tell me how...I do want to help." she said, muttering a prayer quietly. "I really do."
And then, as the presentation came to an end, the programme closed by itself. The laptop did an automatic shutdown, while the light from the projector died.
Had she imagined it? Had she been so tired...and missing someone so much, that she had managed to reach out to the other dimension?
She can't tell for sure...except that she was a badly shaken person who came into the staff room later...who would believe her ?
I do...for the remains of that broken sculpture was there on the floor. No hallucination would can ever explain why the piece that came crashing to the ground was the creation....of someone we have lost........
Is this the end? No...there are other encounters...but each one as unexplainable as the other...Is IT still there? ....I am not telling.
I had to dig up a collection of the strange encounters I experienced the past 19 years in the school. Somehow, these strange tales never failed to capture the attention of students...no matter what age. Well, I guess I better record them now and share.
"Communication does not need words"
This incident happened to one of the teachers, and it is certainly something that boggles the mind. I wonder how she can ever return to that room since that incident.
She teaches a subject that encourages creativity, and her lessons are always interesting and interactive. She wanted her students to learn more look at the environment around them, and try to draw out lesson from them; to look at things from different perspectives.
"Sometimes, you do not need words to communicate. Look at the plants and flowers. They will speak to you. Translate what they tell you into your drawings." She told the eager young minds. Wow...so profound. I did wonder how many of the kids really knew what that meant.
After the lesson ended and the students had left, she was left in the room alone, and went to the corner to do some work. In the humid, lazy afternoon, she could feel there was something more troublesome than just the heat.
Minutes passed in silence as she became absorbed in her work. The air in the room has become very stifling indeed. She glanced to her left and right, feeling as if she was being watched. Do the walls really have eyes and ears?
Then something caught her attention. She became extremely still.
The overhead projector came on, and the screen was lit up. The room became extra quiet, and it was as if, the noise outside was cut off totally. She was startled momentarily, and thought she had forgotten to switch off the power supply. But then, the switches in the room have always seemed to play tricks with her.
The laptop that has been shut down came to life...(mind you, ours is password protected and would need the code keyed in before it can work)....beside her...the side door slammed shut. There had not even been the slightest breeze blowing at all.
She took a calming breath and decided that a power surge was behind the happenings. But then...her powerpoint presentation, the one with the title "Silent Communication" appeared on the screen. Big and bold, the words screamed in her mind.
She could feel the end of her toes and fingers tingling, prickling. She felt ITS presence in the room with her. IT moved even closer up to her. She knew IT was there...somewhere...
"Do you want to tell me something?"
Click....the next slide came on.
"Do I know you?" ...click, the next picture moved.
She sat quietly down on the chair, quite unable to move. Her heart was in her mouth, and she was torn between wanting to run away in fear, and desperation in wanting to understand what she thought was IT.
"Are you ok?"...nothing moved. The slide remained at the same picture.
"Are you unhappy?" Click...the next picture came on.
She felt she though IT was hovering near her...beckoning her. A cool breath blew against her face and she closed her eyes momentarily...looking...but not seeing anything.
Crash...a small sculpture fell onto the floor. She jumped back in fear.
"But I am so sorry...I don't know how I can help you...I..I..." she stammered , and felt it was necessary to leave the room.
Immediately, the slides were shown in a confused series, at an amazing speed. Another door slammed shut. She sensed IT's growing frustration.
She decided to walk out at that moment...but something made her turn back to look at the screen again. The slides were shown faster now...moved by an invinsible remote...
"I wish you can tell me how...I do want to help." she said, muttering a prayer quietly. "I really do."
And then, as the presentation came to an end, the programme closed by itself. The laptop did an automatic shutdown, while the light from the projector died.
Had she imagined it? Had she been so tired...and missing someone so much, that she had managed to reach out to the other dimension?
She can't tell for sure...except that she was a badly shaken person who came into the staff room later...who would believe her ?
I do...for the remains of that broken sculpture was there on the floor. No hallucination would can ever explain why the piece that came crashing to the ground was the creation....of someone we have lost........
Is this the end? No...there are other encounters...but each one as unexplainable as the other...Is IT still there? ....I am not telling.
To Love a Child
It is simply amazing what you can find over the net. Just as I was thinking about how not to get mad over the petty, insignificant things that kids sometimes do, I came across a blog by a teacher,( who in turn had found this gem from another educator) about how to reach out to children.
I want to share it with one and all, and hope that it will serve as a reminder for us to cherish what we have.[and to my many, many special children out there, know the power of these words.]
99 Ways to Love Your Child:
Accept Admire Adore Advise Advocate Aid Allow Amaze Answer Applaud Appreciate Approve Ask Assist Assure Attend Believe Care Carry Celebrate Challenge Champion Charm Cheer Cherish Comfort Commit Compliment Confide Consider Console Defend Devote Discipline Discover Educate Empathize Empower Encourage Endorse Enlighten Excite Explain Guide Hear Hold Honor Hope Hug Imagine Influence Inspire Involve Join Kiss Know Laugh Learn Like Limit Listen Marvel Motivate Need Notice Nourish Nurture Observe Offer Participate Play Please Praise Protect Provide Recognise Regard Respect Respond Show Smile Speak Squeeze Stimulate Suggest Supervise Support Surprise Talk Teach Thank Train Treasure Trust Understand Value Watch Wish Wonder.
Hold their hand so that they can walk, let go so that they can run, cheer so that they can fly!
(By Trine Meyer Vogsland , who teaches English as a second language in Norway)http://home.cogeco.ca/~rayser3/writing.htm
But I think I want to add a few of my own...of how to love a child.
1. Acknowledge the efforts made...no matter how big or small
2. Bless them each day with a prayer for their safety
3. Clarify your stand,so that they know your actions are governed by love.
4. Discuss issues with open hearts and open minds, and not be quick to judge.
5. Enjoy their company, for they are dear to you.
Well,I'll add a bit at a time. Just remember this...no matter what age you are, you'll always be somebody's child. So be nice to every single human being...and love them, as you wish to be loved yourself.
I want to share it with one and all, and hope that it will serve as a reminder for us to cherish what we have.[and to my many, many special children out there, know the power of these words.]
99 Ways to Love Your Child:
Accept Admire Adore Advise Advocate Aid Allow Amaze Answer Applaud Appreciate Approve Ask Assist Assure Attend Believe Care Carry Celebrate Challenge Champion Charm Cheer Cherish Comfort Commit Compliment Confide Consider Console Defend Devote Discipline Discover Educate Empathize Empower Encourage Endorse Enlighten Excite Explain Guide Hear Hold Honor Hope Hug Imagine Influence Inspire Involve Join Kiss Know Laugh Learn Like Limit Listen Marvel Motivate Need Notice Nourish Nurture Observe Offer Participate Play Please Praise Protect Provide Recognise Regard Respect Respond Show Smile Speak Squeeze Stimulate Suggest Supervise Support Surprise Talk Teach Thank Train Treasure Trust Understand Value Watch Wish Wonder.
Hold their hand so that they can walk, let go so that they can run, cheer so that they can fly!
(By Trine Meyer Vogsland , who teaches English as a second language in Norway)http://home.cogeco.ca/~rayser3/writing.htm
But I think I want to add a few of my own...of how to love a child.
1. Acknowledge the efforts made...no matter how big or small
2. Bless them each day with a prayer for their safety
3. Clarify your stand,so that they know your actions are governed by love.
4. Discuss issues with open hearts and open minds, and not be quick to judge.
5. Enjoy their company, for they are dear to you.
Well,I'll add a bit at a time. Just remember this...no matter what age you are, you'll always be somebody's child. So be nice to every single human being...and love them, as you wish to be loved yourself.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Technosaurus Rex: The Update
You may know by now that I intend to close the other blog. So I have been sifting through some of my old entries and transferring them over. In this one that I have brought over, I will update about my place in the technological world of today.
I realise I am on my way to extinction...why do I say that? Of course...we are mere mortals, and we know that our stay here on earth is not permanent...but I am not talking about that actually...I am looking at how, within a space of a few years, old age has set in, and technological advancement is light years ahead of me...
Signs of a Technosaurus Rex
1. I still love my old log (logarithm) book dearly...nope, I took so long to master using that book...so even though the scientific calculator is there...I'd rather open up to look for the sine and cosine values. Besides, that book is practically an antique, and will always serve as a constant reminder that...at one point, I need not use some gadget to help me do my sums!
2. Er...I bought a calculator with impressive functions...(ya..ya..got to look as though I can do statistical calculations)..but give me good old pen and paper to do my sums....{when I run out of fingers & toes). It took me a while to find the off button;let alone the other keys. {A year on...I think that calculator is somewhere in cold storage. Who on earth would bother with standard deviation when World Peace and World Hunger are such major issues now?]
3. I should have stuck to idiot-proof phones...I buy my handphone because it is 'pretty'...so please don't ask me about functions like blue-tooth or infra-red..(see...even that I am outdated)...It is my kids who add in stuff like pictures and songs...and when they change the ring tone...I'm sure to have a lot of missed calls. [Oh...have you heard the latest 3-D acoustic virtual haircut? Zafran let me listen to it...and I got the chills...gee...I don't want to have buzzing sounds in my ears]
4. I have new-fangled gizmos at home...and have yet to master the PS, Xbox, PSP...er...tetris anyone? By the way...I still keep my old-fashioned VCR...cos I can't even use the DVD remote. [But now...there's the Wee Wee Wee wii...can't live without it]
5. My impressive gadgets have often 'died' on me. Tokens, external hard disks, PDAs...they don't like me very much...God knows how much precious data I have lost...I regret throwing away my old files...So my work area is still like that of a karung guni man...but I am happier.
6. Oh...those of you who chat with me will know this one...I cannot understand the icons and smileys...For someone who is trained to look at words...I am terrible at intepreting the pics...er...Rebus books anyone?
7. I still send SMSs in full texts...oh e-mails as well...and of course, most of the time in blogs. Today, I went into the IRC just to find out what goes on...Took me about 1/2 hr to find a site...and then stared in horror as I could not understand what the kids were chatting about. I bet you that aliens have invaded the brains of the young and made them dyslexic as they cannot spell. And worse...they use 'alien speak'...you know, like Yoda in Star Wars...going against all conventions of the English Language.
8. I have yet to spend my $700 given by MOE for some gizmos to help with teaching and learning...I know my friends have gotten wireless powerpoint remotes...LCD screens, PDA phones...cameras...and what nots..Maybe I can dream...a cute super lightweight SONY VAIO...just because..."it is so damn pretty!" It is an accessory you see, not a tool.
9. Has anyone ever gone to a super-duper "intelligent building'? Wah...Even the elevator was so much clever than me...I went up and down twice and did not get anywhere...cos there were no buttons in the lift! Apparently, you need to punch in the code BEFORE you enter the lift...Duh...
10. The worst sign...when I look at my son's powerpoint slides, and realise his is more impressive than mine. Wow...animation, sounds...illustrations...and it took me so long to even master the 'slide show presentation ' button.
Well...I may be a dying breed...But I realise one thing...I will not give up without a fight...Hey...at least I have learnt to set up a blog (even though I don't think I will be able to add music and nice designs...)
But I do hope to have been able to show you..that the old...combined with the new...can still be a formidable force...
Well...that was the entry almost a year ago...But look at me now...Still the old dinosaur...but hey, I am learning to crawl. Here are the new signs of I've got wings.
1. I can still beat my kids at some of the Wii games. {But I hate it that the sensors do not take the strokes into account. My kids can hentam anyhow...and yet get those strikes!!!}
2. My blog is up and coming...wait lah...learning to put up pics (though will distort the fonts)
3. Yea...someone made me an administrator of the Facebook network and I have been posting the pics.
4. Hehehe...(drumroll please)..I'll be enrolling myself for the Advanced Diploma in ICT Standards course at the start of the new term.
5. Will be using a tablet attached to my laptop, and together with the interactive whiteboard...will teach using those...So that I can still write....
6. Fell in love with the iTouch and will get that as an excuse for Zafran's birthday present.
7. One step ahead of my kids...Yea...learning to use Adobe Ovation for my powerpoints...(since I cannot afford the MacBook).
I still have a long way to go...but I realise that I cannot afford to become obselete.
The only problem with technology is that they cost so much...and most of the gadgets have such a short-span. But the knowledge I gain from using them will I hope, carry on for much longer...So people out there...is there anything exciting that I can learn?
I realise I am on my way to extinction...why do I say that? Of course...we are mere mortals, and we know that our stay here on earth is not permanent...but I am not talking about that actually...I am looking at how, within a space of a few years, old age has set in, and technological advancement is light years ahead of me...
Signs of a Technosaurus Rex
1. I still love my old log (logarithm) book dearly...nope, I took so long to master using that book...so even though the scientific calculator is there...I'd rather open up to look for the sine and cosine values. Besides, that book is practically an antique, and will always serve as a constant reminder that...at one point, I need not use some gadget to help me do my sums!
2. Er...I bought a calculator with impressive functions...(ya..ya..got to look as though I can do statistical calculations)..but give me good old pen and paper to do my sums....{when I run out of fingers & toes). It took me a while to find the off button;let alone the other keys. {A year on...I think that calculator is somewhere in cold storage. Who on earth would bother with standard deviation when World Peace and World Hunger are such major issues now?]
3. I should have stuck to idiot-proof phones...I buy my handphone because it is 'pretty'...so please don't ask me about functions like blue-tooth or infra-red..(see...even that I am outdated)...It is my kids who add in stuff like pictures and songs...and when they change the ring tone...I'm sure to have a lot of missed calls. [Oh...have you heard the latest 3-D acoustic virtual haircut? Zafran let me listen to it...and I got the chills...gee...I don't want to have buzzing sounds in my ears]
4. I have new-fangled gizmos at home...and have yet to master the PS, Xbox, PSP...er...tetris anyone? By the way...I still keep my old-fashioned VCR...cos I can't even use the DVD remote. [But now...there's the Wee Wee Wee wii...can't live without it]
5. My impressive gadgets have often 'died' on me. Tokens, external hard disks, PDAs...they don't like me very much...God knows how much precious data I have lost...I regret throwing away my old files...So my work area is still like that of a karung guni man...but I am happier.
6. Oh...those of you who chat with me will know this one...I cannot understand the icons and smileys...For someone who is trained to look at words...I am terrible at intepreting the pics...er...Rebus books anyone?
7. I still send SMSs in full texts...oh e-mails as well...and of course, most of the time in blogs. Today, I went into the IRC just to find out what goes on...Took me about 1/2 hr to find a site...and then stared in horror as I could not understand what the kids were chatting about. I bet you that aliens have invaded the brains of the young and made them dyslexic as they cannot spell. And worse...they use 'alien speak'...you know, like Yoda in Star Wars...going against all conventions of the English Language.
8. I have yet to spend my $700 given by MOE for some gizmos to help with teaching and learning...I know my friends have gotten wireless powerpoint remotes...LCD screens, PDA phones...cameras...and what nots..Maybe I can dream...a cute super lightweight SONY VAIO...just because..."it is so damn pretty!" It is an accessory you see, not a tool.
9. Has anyone ever gone to a super-duper "intelligent building'? Wah...Even the elevator was so much clever than me...I went up and down twice and did not get anywhere...cos there were no buttons in the lift! Apparently, you need to punch in the code BEFORE you enter the lift...Duh...
10. The worst sign...when I look at my son's powerpoint slides, and realise his is more impressive than mine. Wow...animation, sounds...illustrations...and it took me so long to even master the 'slide show presentation ' button.
Well...I may be a dying breed...But I realise one thing...I will not give up without a fight...Hey...at least I have learnt to set up a blog (even though I don't think I will be able to add music and nice designs...)
But I do hope to have been able to show you..that the old...combined with the new...can still be a formidable force...
Well...that was the entry almost a year ago...But look at me now...Still the old dinosaur...but hey, I am learning to crawl. Here are the new signs of I've got wings.
1. I can still beat my kids at some of the Wii games. {But I hate it that the sensors do not take the strokes into account. My kids can hentam anyhow...and yet get those strikes!!!}
2. My blog is up and coming...wait lah...learning to put up pics (though will distort the fonts)
3. Yea...someone made me an administrator of the Facebook network and I have been posting the pics.
4. Hehehe...(drumroll please)..I'll be enrolling myself for the Advanced Diploma in ICT Standards course at the start of the new term.
5. Will be using a tablet attached to my laptop, and together with the interactive whiteboard...will teach using those...So that I can still write....
6. Fell in love with the iTouch and will get that as an excuse for Zafran's birthday present.
7. One step ahead of my kids...Yea...learning to use Adobe Ovation for my powerpoints...(since I cannot afford the MacBook).
I still have a long way to go...but I realise that I cannot afford to become obselete.
The only problem with technology is that they cost so much...and most of the gadgets have such a short-span. But the knowledge I gain from using them will I hope, carry on for much longer...So people out there...is there anything exciting that I can learn?
Saturday, May 24, 2008
The Great (?) Singapore Sale
It's sale season again...I mean, you know that somehow in our little red dot, there is always some kind of sales going on, but this is the Mother of All Sales...supposedly.
For the past few years too, the shopaholic in me loved looking forward to these moments - and like the experienced general going for war, I would have planned my strategy months in advanced...looking for the best bargains.
But sigh...not anymore. I had my usual pre-sale practice sessio, trawling up and down the Marina area, to the little lanes in Holland V. I came back empty-handed. Not because I was merely window-shopping, staking out items I would want to buy, but because there was simply....nothing to buy!
Actually, there is a reason behind this. You see, I found a new avenue for my vice...E-Bay...and it is a shopping paradise 24/7. I know where to find what I really, really want.
And it is really so much cheaper. Now I can really walk past the shops and take a good look at the prices they are offering. Goodness gracious me....It's absolutely cut-throat at the marked up charges.
I am sure good old Mr Postman is wondering why there seem to be a new package delivered to the house each day. Opps...it is getting so addictive.
Err..there is an e-bay shopaholic anonymous out there? Help!
For the past few years too, the shopaholic in me loved looking forward to these moments - and like the experienced general going for war, I would have planned my strategy months in advanced...looking for the best bargains.
But sigh...not anymore. I had my usual pre-sale practice sessio, trawling up and down the Marina area, to the little lanes in Holland V. I came back empty-handed. Not because I was merely window-shopping, staking out items I would want to buy, but because there was simply....nothing to buy!
Actually, there is a reason behind this. You see, I found a new avenue for my vice...E-Bay...and it is a shopping paradise 24/7. I know where to find what I really, really want.
And it is really so much cheaper. Now I can really walk past the shops and take a good look at the prices they are offering. Goodness gracious me....It's absolutely cut-throat at the marked up charges.
I am sure good old Mr Postman is wondering why there seem to be a new package delivered to the house each day. Opps...it is getting so addictive.
Err..there is an e-bay shopaholic anonymous out there? Help!
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