the new black Check this out.
Blackle is created by Toby Heap (Sydney, Australia). The site was inspired by a post past January on the blog ecoIron, where writer: Mark Ontkush claimed that if Google went all-black, it could save 750 megawatt-hours a year (a megawatt-hour is one million watt-hours; you can convert these to each other and other energy units here).
According to this site, it doubts that you can save much energy. But, it is still a pretty interesting concept.
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thumbs exchange
Can't believe that I had actually lost my precious thumb drive!
i was in a hurry to get to class and had left it dangling on a public computer in school. AUGH.
But God is good right? He gave me another one. Heh..
Found one stranded on another computer. Haaa.
This is actually the third one that I had found...
Somehow it feels like our thumb drives are on some secret exchange-owners-program. Hmmm.
Well. I know. I should return it. Afterall, I lost mine too and knows exactly how it feels like to lose a big chunk of your precious documents.. plus my resume, CV.. etc.. all my most intimate details inside..
So, why won't people just send me mine back? Since obviously they will be able to get my details from those very obviously named documents inside. That was how I found find out who's thumb drive I found too.
I suppose we are all forgetful and people are sometimes not as giving as you hope the world would be.. I had decided to keep the 'new' thumbie, in replacement of my ex-precious thumbie. Hmm. This makes it sound not as precious anymore.. Ermm.. Anyway. Whoever found mine, lucky you. My thumbie worked hard and had served me real well. Please take care of it.. And don't worry Hayley, your thumb drive is doing pretty good and is getting along just fine with Alfred (my laptop)..
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childfriendly.org.au
Here's an ad now showing in Australia that really hit the punch in your face.
You most probably have seen people presenting these common behaviours. Perhaps you yourself is guilty of doing the same too. But, just look at the kids shadowing the adults.. Not pretty at all.
Indeed.
Children see. Children do.
Think about it. We are accountable for our actions and speeches.. Would we want the future to become an even more hostile place to live?
http://childfriendly.org.au
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Rain and windshield wipers
This is an email that I have received just today.. I find it kind of meaningful and yet so simple and true. Sometimes it takes a child to point out the most obvious 'logic', where adults are just too blinded by the things around them... Enjoy.
One rainy afternoon I was driving along one of the main streets of town, taking those extra precautions necessary when the roads are wet and slick.
Suddenly, my daughter, Aspen, spoke up from her relaxed position in her seat. "Dad, I'm thinking of something."
This announcement usually meant she had been pondering some fact for a while, and was now ready to expound all that her six-year-old mind had discovered I was eager to hear.
"What are you thinking?" I asked.
"The rain!" she began, "is like sin, and the windshield wipers are like God wiping our sins away."
After the chill bumps raced up my arms I was able to respond. "That's really good, Aspen."
Then my curiosity broke in. How far would this little girl take this revelation? So I asked... "Do you notice how the rain keeps on coming? What does that tell you?"
Aspen didn't hesitate one moment with her answer: "We keep on sinning, and God just keeps on forgiving us."
I will always remember this whenever I turn my wipers on.
In order to see the Rainbow, you must first endure some Rain.
Hope the water flows when you get the picture.
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God.
Painful moments, trust God.
Every moment, thank God.
One rainy afternoon I was driving along one of the main streets of town, taking those extra precautions necessary when the roads are wet and slick.
Suddenly, my daughter, Aspen, spoke up from her relaxed position in her seat. "Dad, I'm thinking of something."
This announcement usually meant she had been pondering some fact for a while, and was now ready to expound all that her six-year-old mind had discovered I was eager to hear.
"What are you thinking?" I asked.
"The rain!" she began, "is like sin, and the windshield wipers are like God wiping our sins away."
After the chill bumps raced up my arms I was able to respond. "That's really good, Aspen."
Then my curiosity broke in. How far would this little girl take this revelation? So I asked... "Do you notice how the rain keeps on coming? What does that tell you?"
Aspen didn't hesitate one moment with her answer: "We keep on sinning, and God just keeps on forgiving us."
I will always remember this whenever I turn my wipers on.
In order to see the Rainbow, you must first endure some Rain.
Hope the water flows when you get the picture.
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God.
Painful moments, trust God.
Every moment, thank God.
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two weeks in singapore
To tell you the truth, I did not have a great time back in Singapore. First, I had a bad case of heat rash. As Hobart was just about to get into gear for winter when I left. The sudden change in weather and all the dust from moving house, made me red all over. Here's my mom trying to figure out what she needs to bring over (when actually I think she should be thinking what she have to part with and throw or give them away!)
Due to my mom's crazy move house schedule, we were not given any time to go through the items at all. Everything must be out of the old house and items that are considered to be essential or valuable are being shoved into the new place (not much of a diff. right? the new place is just as messy!). On top of that, the new place do not have lights fitted in yet. So we had to
shower with torchlight for a couple of days. Clothes that were washed had to be embarassingly hanged over our nice balcony as the clothes hanging device is not done yet. Most annoying thing was, the new house is way way smaller than our previous one. The wardrobe in the room that I'm sharing with Eli is not even enough to fit her own clothes, let alone mine! (*Grumble). Well, what can I say right? It's my parents' house, and maybe this is their way of "driving us out"..
And what luck. The only fishes that I ever saw, were these ones in the tanks at a shopping mall. As my friends K and D were both unable to make the trip that I so so want to have. *Sigh. My only
solaces were Aa before he left for Korea, Mav. who had 'housed' me for a night, and the swimming pool.
I've met up with a few other friends, and it is comforting to know that they missed talking to me. And when I go back to Singapore (if I ever go back...), somehow I have the assurance that at least I won't be jobless.. Ha. Still, this trip home had made me pretty low in spirit as there were too many issues going on - the new smaller house, grandma, , my emotionally troubled friends, aa and his family, money and my future plans.. etc.. There were moments when I wish I could stay a little longer, to be with them. Yet other times, I felt relieved that I am only there for such a short while. For although my friends and grandma made me feel wanted/needed in Singapore, there is nothing else that makes me want to stay further.. In Singapore, I am like a goldfish in the fish bowl. Small, naked and no where to go..
I left Singapore with three big bags of stuff. I don't know when will I come back here again.. Or, perhaps I just don't want to think..
Due to my mom's crazy move house schedule, we were not given any time to go through the items at all. Everything must be out of the old house and items that are considered to be essential or valuable are being shoved into the new place (not much of a diff. right? the new place is just as messy!). On top of that, the new place do not have lights fitted in yet. So we had to
shower with torchlight for a couple of days. Clothes that were washed had to be embarassingly hanged over our nice balcony as the clothes hanging device is not done yet. Most annoying thing was, the new house is way way smaller than our previous one. The wardrobe in the room that I'm sharing with Eli is not even enough to fit her own clothes, let alone mine! (*Grumble). Well, what can I say right? It's my parents' house, and maybe this is their way of "driving us out"..And what luck. The only fishes that I ever saw, were these ones in the tanks at a shopping mall. As my friends K and D were both unable to make the trip that I so so want to have. *Sigh. My only
solaces were Aa before he left for Korea, Mav. who had 'housed' me for a night, and the swimming pool.I've met up with a few other friends, and it is comforting to know that they missed talking to me. And when I go back to Singapore (if I ever go back...), somehow I have the assurance that at least I won't be jobless.. Ha. Still, this trip home had made me pretty low in spirit as there were too many issues going on - the new smaller house, grandma, , my emotionally troubled friends, aa and his family, money and my future plans.. etc.. There were moments when I wish I could stay a little longer, to be with them. Yet other times, I felt relieved that I am only there for such a short while. For although my friends and grandma made me feel wanted/needed in Singapore, there is nothing else that makes me want to stay further.. In Singapore, I am like a goldfish in the fish bowl. Small, naked and no where to go..
I left Singapore with three big bags of stuff. I don't know when will I come back here again.. Or, perhaps I just don't want to think..
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