Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Skating

I celebrated the end of exams with a trip to the city with Alfred, Galvin, Rachel and Lily for some skating! There's really nothing quite like the feeling of gliding on ice in the middle of the city, with a concert in the background, and Christmas decorations all around =)

Oh and I didn't kill anyone skating also. Last year I nearly decapitated a good friend on the ice. But that's a different story. We remain in contact...

Murder on ice...

Putting on those skates (here come blisters)

L-R: Rachel, Lily, Galvin and I

Alfred and I (see Rachel, I post unglam pics of myself too!)

Alicia - A 1st yr law student from Birmingham. Skates pretty well*


The highlight: Alfred and Rachel skating**

* She managed to keep up with me as I took her around the rink. I can't skate slow, as it makes me lose balance for some reason - probably detrimental to my partner's balance =P

** The look on Alfred's face when i told him "In skating, speed is your friend. It's easier to keep balance when you're faster..." was priceless. Mind you, his skating wasn't bad la. He just needs to go faster =P

There

After the intense pressure of exams (all passed, hopefully), I finally managed to relax at 1030am Tuesday. I walked out of my IPL Oral Examination, shirt and tie soaked, hair dripping, and smiled =). Why was I wet? Glasgow weather decided to reassert itself on the one day I had to dress up. But it takes more than a little (ok a lot) of rain to wipe the smile of my face.

I met up with Wei Yao at Di Maggios (2nd time this week) for lunch. Aye... after 4 months, we caught up for the last time, and talked (as men do) about life.
Will miss you dude =)

Anyways, the food wasn't bad also (another thing very important to men). They had a 3 course Christmas lunch special for 12 pounds.
Does this look familiar Michie? Think herb sauce... =P
WY's dessert - I reckon my cousin's profiteroles are better though =)

Later post: Skating =)

Monday, December 15, 2008

Nearly there...

One more exam to go. One more.

Admittedly I nearly fell asleep in the Jurisprudence examination this morning. It probably wasn't the best idea to wake up at 630am to study. But thank God it's over.

After badminton tonight, it'll be IPL tomorrow. Well it shouldn't be that bad. Just an oral examination that I haven't started preparing for. Time to turn on the charm factor... =)

Mantra for the week: "I just want to pass!"

Thursday, December 11, 2008

1300?

At around 1230 today, I decided to check my exam timetable for the umpteenth time just to make sure today's IPL exam was actually at Bute Hall. Suddenly, it all clicked [lightbulb flicks on].

1300 does not imply 3pm (as I'd somehow assumed)... but rather a time much more proximate.

I got there on time. Just.

Oh, and happy 21st birthday Ashley. You're officially mature now, and it's all downhill from here haha. But every day's another day to live, laugh and love, so enjoy your big day. After all, each day comes by once. Just live each day to the fullest (and don't call me 'irritating' too often la) =D

Saturday, December 06, 2008

Status update

Relationally - the status quo remains the status quo.
Mentally - Studying (or at least trying to) - covered Domicile and Habitual Residence for IPL today, and prepared 1 Jurisprudence exam question. Not bad for a night's work I guess.

Physically - somehow I've added on 2kgs over this semester, which is probably not a bad thing. At the moment, legs are a tad sore after a 5km run on the treadmills. Right shoulder's crocked. Other than that, I've got the usual soreness that comes from a good gym session. And a splitting headache - nothing sleep can't fix.

The Random - I bought something very interesting today =) Guess?

Responsibilities - Passing those exams to avoid having to repay A$4000 to UWA. Planning family travel around Inverness, St Andrews, Glasgow, London and Paris. Some Christmas shopping (after exams). Surviving. Staying sane.

And in the midst of all that... keeping the faith.

Ultimately - I'm inspired.

Thursday, December 04, 2008

Random speeches.

Life and How to Survive - Adrian Tan (speech given at NTU)

I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It's a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here forten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.

My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She isthe editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me. On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable. Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.

And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you've already won her heart, you don't need to win every argument. Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many,many times. Good for you.

The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You're done learning. You've probably been told the big lie that "Learning is a lifelong process"and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters' degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don't you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.

The good news is that they're wrong. The bad news is that you don't need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone.

That may come as a shock to some of you. You're in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy. I love that term: life expectancy.

We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I'm here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.

You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra andJapan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There's very little danger of any of ourcitizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.

Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom. So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you'll have another 40years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper. Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they're 50,40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn't meet their life expectancy.

I'm here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy. After all, it's calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average. Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much. That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste. If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don't need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.

What you should prepare for is mess. Life's a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate. Don't expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets.

It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows. What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over. Since your life is over, you are free.

Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free. The most important is this: do not work. Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable. Work kills.

The Japanese have a term "Karoshi", which means death from overwork. That's the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit bybit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there's nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust. There's a common misconception that work is necessary.

You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are "making a living". No, they're not. They're dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing livesdoing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful. People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan "Arbeit macht frei" was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense. Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate sothat you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.

Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.

I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn't do that, I would've been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction - probably a sports journalist.

So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don't imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I'll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.

Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don't, you are working. Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication.

To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I'm not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous orimpossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth.

Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.

In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror. I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated. It's not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross. One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it's often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one's own convictions.

It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.

The other side of the coin is this: fall in love. I didn't say "be loved". That requires too much compromise. If one changes one's looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone. Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false.

Modern society is anti-love. We've taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find areason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work - the only kind of work that I find palatable. Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness.

In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves inevery way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul. Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important tochoose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn't happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.

You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart. You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you. Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don't, or you do with every cell in your body,completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.

Don't work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone. You're going to have a busy life.

Thank goodness there's no life expectancy.

A little beating about the Bush


Wednesday, December 03, 2008

What I did today (the day after)

100 - I realise that the reason I can't sleep is because I'm worried about exams. Get up and study for another 45 minutes, covering Jurisdiction in Contract and Delictual Cases. Head back to sleep.

800 - My personal alarm wakes me up. I snooze her =P

830 - Get up for real after the alarm wakes me up again. She's irrepressible, thank God.

930 - Prepare to skate to uni. Realise with relief that there's less ice today. Walk instead.

1005 - European Legal History Tutorial - free mince pies given by Dr Finlay. Feel slightly more relaxed about the upcoming exam (not due to the pies).

1100 - After the tutorial, I head to the library for some more IPL - this time covering choice of law in marriage (after checking sports news)

1305 - Jurisprudence tutorial. If you're wondering why I'm always late to classes, it's because unlike in Perth, classes start at 5 past and end 5 before the hour.

1335 - Tutorial finishes early as some ppl didn't make it to give their presentations. I face a tough decision: do I gym or do I study? Common sense unfortunately takes a back seat and I begin the walk to the Stevenson Building (Gym). Meet Mutinko (find out, amongst other things that he has a cousin in Perth and that he's a Christian).

1530 - Leave gym. Didn't really work out that hard today. Did the chin-ups, shoulder, chest, triceps and biceps. But didn't really feel 'in' today. Was grappling with a headache (and residual soreness from the night before). So... hmm maybe I've hit diminishing returns.

In response to Kristine:
  • Time spent in gym today: 100 minutes
  • Time spent studying thus far: 90 minutes.

1600 - Grab some afternoon tea - fixed a bacon and cheese omelette. Egg tally for the day: 3. Proceed to complete MLH Essay =)

1800 - Head to cell, guitar in tow. Slightly more slippery this time. Arrive, and practice for worship with Rachel (our budding pianist). She's come on leaps and bounds. Last week was only her first time, and today the improvement was tangible. Awesome for a girl who doesn't have a piano to practice on.

Songs for the day:
  • All who are thirsty (G) - http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=oCwDtSFMjdw&feature=related
  • You are my world (G) - http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=gX36X1lTjiw
  • In Christ Alone (C) - http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=dDCdGPJQ-hM

Got piano, will play

1900: Have dinner (we all take turns to cook). This week it was Wei Yao's turn. On the menu: spaghetti and Ikea meatballs - not bad, except that I'd had spaghetti twice in the last 3 days. Needless to say, I didn't take the leftovers.
My poser of a cell leader =)

1930: Cell starts... no need to say much la. It was another good meeting =).

Gordon first got our thoughts re the semester just gone by and shared re future plans. We discussed what a church we would want to go to would look like:
And no - i wasn't the one who suggested 'good looking ppl' [Jason]

Wei Yao then shared from Mark 4:26-7. Turns out the passage isn't just evangelistically-focused. The seed is also God's word in our hearts. The first chapter of the gospel of John describes the word as made flesh. In other words - Jesus is that seed in our hearts.

As Wei Yao was sharing, I realised something. Seeds need to be buried underground, in the darkness, under pressure from the surrounding soil to grow. To grow, they must fight gravity and head towards the sun. I realise that that's kind of like us. God gives us a word/promise, and often life will bury us straight after. It's so easy to crumble under that pressure.

The thing is, without pressure, there can be no growth. Eg gymming - muscle growth is impossible without some form of resistance. In any case, there's life even in that dark. Jesus lives inside us. And the promise from this passage is that even if we don't know it (for whether the farmer sleeps or gets up), we're growing as long as He's with us.

Pastor Gordon (the white guy figuring out his moble) and Caleb

This was Jason's last cell with us as he heads back to Sg on Saturday. Unfortunately I can't catch up with him there as he returns to Glasgow on the 6th. Will miss you mate. Take care and I hope next sem is better for you =)
He needs a haircut more than I do =P

2230: Wei Yao sends me and Rachel back. There ends another great day in Glasgow =)

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

What I did today

820: Alarm rings - Snooze - then get up and reset it to 900

900: Alarm rings - reset it to 920

920: Get up... decide to take time shaving and actually use a mirror this time. Take a relaxed shower. Unlike Kristine, I didn't take pics of me when I wake up. After all, this is a family friendly site.

940: Fix breakfast. Greet housemates. Fix lunch. mmm bacon sandwich... =)


1030: Set off to uni. Take one step onto road, and owing to icy conditions, end up inadvertently skating to Glasgow University.

1103: Arrive at IPL Lecture... complain about ice to classmates, who nod knowingly.

1155: Stagger out of lecture. Watch Michael nearly slip down the stairs - darn that ice! Eat lunch (the aforesaid sandwich).

1220: Head to Law Workshop to study. End up spending 30 mins checking email, sports news etc. Did some IPL study though.

1420: Head to gym. Tough routine today. Did 3 sets of chin-ups and dips, followed by some pectoral flies. Then Big G walked in and I worked out with him for another hour. After he left, I also went to the changeroom to get my stuff. Then realised that I could probably work out abit more. Stay for another 20 mins

1530: Head to Somerfield for some supplies. Skate home - still icy.

1545: At corner of Winton Drive, ice forces me into an inadvertent pirouette. Manage to gracefully recover balance though use of a dustbin, and in the same move, extend supporting hand to cute girl falling over behind me [smooth]. She thanks me.

1600: Get home, walking/skating slowly. Realise that the only way to get anywhere is to walk on the road and hope noone hits you. The sun sets rapidly. Proceed to hit the books + MSN. Prepare worship for cell.

2000: Dinner - leftover spaghetti, garlic bread. Cup of Ovaltine. Decided to keep it simple tonight. Quebecois housemates return from Tescos with enough supplies for a month, it seems. Mohan tells me that apparently the salt bins outside are for us to melt the ice with. I told him that I thought it was just to make us feel better about slipping around as we'd think we were doing something about it. Laughs his head off. Didn't think I was that funny. Contemplate taking wooden board and snowboarding down Botanic Gardens hill (will try it this weekend).

2100: Hit the books again. Procrastinate. Read sports news.

2300: Blogging. I will study... soon