city living
by MeL on June 12, 2010
via culturepush
Just a few days ago, I was thinking about the differences between living in the less modern city and living in the very modern city.
In our city, we no longer see kids on the street. Playgrounds are deemed too dirty for play. The sunshine is deemed too harsh for playing under. The roads are deemed too dangerous to be playing along. Instead, play means sitting in the comfort of cushy sofa in air-con rooms, bonded by the wires of their superfast computer. Their friends include people they never met, from million miles away, linked by their superfast computers, powered by facebook.
Maybe very soon, they’ll all stop talking, they’ll all start chatting.
let’s run
by MeL on May 11, 2010
via Monday Flying
‘Run’, a photography series started by Herbert out of his observations of city life in Singapore, reflects the urban need to be constantly on the move.
According to Herbert: “Each and everyone of us have a reason to run in our lives somehow. We run from our reality, run to chase our dreams, run as a sport, or run from all of our problems. Some of us are perhaps running to get back to our routine which has been on hold.”
a lil distracted
by MeL on April 26, 2010
a little distracted from studying, took the nearest book （阿信的浪漫的逃亡） I can reach, flipped through the pages and saw this page.
世界上最上等的回憶體 就是一首簡單而深刻的歌。
想要解凍十七歲的回憶，只要play［yesterday］。
想要讀取二十四歲離別的畫， 只要play［in my life］ 。
即將遺忘自己的夢想，那就play［imagine］吧。
from matric card to credit card
by MeL on April 10, 2010
Taking the very late 179 bus home earlier, staring out of the window while passing by the buildings of the different faculties and then the chinese cultural centre, it really dawned on me that it’s really coming to an end. And as Jason Reeves said before, the end is such a scary place to start.
Not counting the finals, I’m really coming to the start of the last week of my university life. Or on a bigger picture, the very end of 16 years of formal education, at least for the foreseeable future. 4 years of university life have been a continuum of hits and misses. For what it’s worth, I’m thankful the hits far outweigh the misses.
Looking outwards, I’m not afraid of what’s out there really. But the end of one phase and the start of another phase, it’s the same feeling as trying to snuggle out of bed in the morning – i really like the comfort of the bed even though i knew it’s necessary to get out of the bed for anything to be done. Student life, i will miss you and its concessions!
now boarding
by MeL on March 28, 2010
my secret fascination with airports
no other place is a better setting for thoughts than when on a journey that you’ve always been thinking of, days weeks before it actually happens.