Memories =D ...................
Friday, July 30, 2010
Singapore 2010 Logo Launch Mechanism - Behind backstage!
Posted by The Matrix at 11:50 AM |
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Finally, a direction!
I've been a tad bit lost for the past few months in terms of knowing what i want to do upon graduation. The initial plan was the graduate with a BEng (Mech) and apply for a job in Singapore as a project engineer, but after a mind numbing, excruciating internship, i've come to grips with one fact about myself :
Posted by The Matrix at 11:17 AM |
Monday, June 14, 2010
Appeal to fellow foodies!
Posted by The Matrix at 11:06 PM |
Saturday, May 29, 2010
People, Work and the Quality of Life
I love talking to people and finding out more about them. Their views on issues, their backgrounds, their lives, their family and most important of all, their quality of life.
My favourite people to chat up are usually cab drivers. Being locked in a metal box for 30mins does not permit escape from me and my sometimes rather inquisitive tongue ( I do not mean it in THAT way, if you know what i mean ).
A cabbie's life in Singapore is pretty much standard. He/She usually shares a cab with another driver, usually a younger one who does the night driving. Its to offset the SGD86 per day rental for those old toyota cabs and SGD120+ for the faster and more powerful Hyundai Sonatas. Have not chatted up a Merc or a Chrysler cabbie.
I took a cab back last night from a bar and I had the most interesting chat with an old malay cabbie. He surprised me with exceptionally well polished manners and style of speaking. His voice was uber smooth and he spoke with an air of a person with very high self esteem, someone who has achieved something and is proud of it.
I talked to him and learnt he has 4 kids, all above 25, very well educated and successful. The oldest was offered a seat in the NUS medical school and currently works at NUH. The second is a trained electronics engineer working as a senior product engineer at Accenture, one of the world's largest tech consultation company. The third is doing a PhD in the US and the youngest daughter is a lawyer.
The conversation became awkward when i asked him why none of his kids were taking care of him. He was a really small man with wrinkles and white whisps of hair on his head. He shrugged and the car turned silent for the remainder of the journey.
It disgusted me. For all i care, his kids were not successful as he thinks they are, their failure at expressing gratitude and love for a person who had worked so hard, and is still working hard to raise them is inexcusable.
What is society coming to when morals and the value of family is overlooked in the pursuit of personal agendas and happiness?
Matrix
Posted by The Matrix at 6:42 PM |
Playtime's Over, lets get serious
Posted by The Matrix at 3:17 AM |
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Its been a while.....
This blogs taken a back burner to pretty much everything else for the past month or two.
Its been quite a roller coaster of a month, what with upping my cycling frequency and juggling 2 projects, my IA Final Report (80 done!) at work. Just completed one awesomely long and complicated C program that's been sent over to be used in a gas power plant in Bangkok and if it weren't for this whole Red Shirt fiasco, i'd be flying to Thailand before the end of my internship. The program's a beauty. It estimates the performance of the power plant in real time, with a 2 minute cycle in between computations. And i also included a sweet graphical user interface to make it user friendly :
Damn.....
I have come to realise one thing during my internship.
Seriously, working for someone sucks. You don't have the luxury to fiddle and really think out a problem when someone is always breathing down your neck, pushing you to set unrealistic deadlines and constantly checking up on you everyday.
I may be an intern, but come on, when i say once that i know what i am doing, please just trust me and leave me alone until I deliver. Crucify me later if i fail, but don't come breathing down my neck every damn day.
On that note, I have decided to apply to Harvard's and MIT's business schools. Both have very good MBA programs which include a 6 month internship and loads of networking opportunities. MIT has an awesome dual degree program which combines engineering and management.
I'll be honest here, all I ever want is just a good balance in my everyday life. I want time to enjoy my hobbies, cycling being the major one. And i can't get that sort of time in a 9-5 job which requires me to rush projects constantly.
I have done 32 hours of OT this month alone, and i'm not the hardest working intern at my work place. I am so going to be pissed if i don't get an A for my IA.
I mean, whats the point of working if you don't get to enjoy life? I enjoy kicking back with a beer and a good book or melting my legs on an all out bicycle sprint with friends on a weeknight after work.
I was toying with the idea of applying for the various graduate fellowships NTU keeps emailing me about, but research has never been my passion. I don't enjoy researching something that probably won't earn make it to the industry any time soon. Perhaps pharmaceuticals is a hot research area with rapid product movement form lab to marketplace, but not robotics.
Cheers from the,
Matrix
Posted by The Matrix at 5:33 AM |
Monday, April 5, 2010
RIP Ben Mok
Posted by The Matrix at 9:32 AM |
Sunday, March 28, 2010
balancing 15 books on my head, reciting pi to the 100th digit, and solving a rubik's cube.
Check out awesomely, fantablulous, rocks my world to the core, melts titanium with pure awesome-ness, melts my brains, eats candy bars, then vomits out even better candy bars, 007 coolness, sports red farrari boots, GIRL!
Woman, i am in love with you.
Posted by The Matrix at 2:49 AM |
Friday, March 26, 2010
Scrooge Mc-Yuva's take on the Shimano 105
I bought a totally beat up 2 year old 105 complete groupset from Amreet a few months back and have clocked almost 1000km on the setup already.
Shifting wise, rear shifting is fast, smooth and precise. However i still do not enjoy the upshifting using the big throwbacks on the big levers. It jumps waaay to many gears at once and it takes some control to shiftup one gear at a time. Downshifting is v good though.
Crankset shifting is not good. I'll be honest. My old Sora's crankset shifting was more responsive. I takes two throws to shift completely to the smaller chain ring, and even then the throwing isn't uber smooth. I'm not sure if the age of the gruppo is a factor.
Weight isn't an issue. I mean, the Trek's already sporting steel bits and pieces, so the 105 was defintely an upgrade.
I have had the pleasure of test riding an Ultegra 6700 and a Dura Ace 7800 bike and obviously they kick 105's all the way to the moon. However, DA and Ultegra? No noticeable difference, unless you count weight savings. Am not pro enough to comment on stiffness and power transfer though i feel the Ultegra crank is slightly more balanced than the 105's.
Price wise, if you're buying a complete bike, and its your first, I recommend the new Tiagra gruppo. If you want a 10 speeder, go for the 105.
If you're custom building a serious racer, do not even look at the 105. Pay a few hundred more and get the Ultegra. Better resale value too. I would not pay more than 350 for a second hand 105 groupset (not including chain and BB).
Bottom line. If you want the thrills of a 10speeder and you're not going to race, 105 all the way.
Aight, that's enough bike talk.
Full Damage Breakdown :
Gruppo : SGD280
105 pedals : SGD80
105 chain : SGD40
Buildup with new BB and bartape : SGD70
Frame and old Ultegra + Sora : SGD400
Time RXT shoes : SGD130
Misc : SGD50
Jamis sold for : - SGD300
GRAND TOTAL INVESTED : SGD 750 for 1000km of thrills
So totally worth it
Cheers from the,
Matrix
Posted by The Matrix at 7:34 PM |
Friday, March 19, 2010
Scrooge Mc-Yuva
Time Trialling is kind of like a solo race against the clock. Fastest between 2 points of about 40km wins. Quite naturally you need special equipment for it. A Time Trial or a TT bike. It differs from a tradition road bike in 2 senses. The geometry puts the rider in a lower and more forward position. Your back is almost horizontal when you ride a TT bike. And its more aerodynamic than a road bike (though now the difference is becoming increasingly blurred).
The result is , you ride about 2kph faster, more if you're a really good rider. And that's a lot of time saving. The bike is highly unstable though, try riding with your arms tucked into your shoulders at 35kph and you'll know what i'm talking about. I've only ever tried a TT bike once, and its a crap ride. Painful, scarily unstable, BUT OH MY GOD ITS FAST ON THE STRAIGHTS!
You need to go on to the drops on a roadie and come out of your saddle to sprint, and you don't last. On a TT bike, you sprint more slowly but you can maintain a higer speed for an extended period.
Aight, enough bike-talk.
The point is, the race costs 40 bucks and well i don't get much fun out of it apart from a goody bag, and a sense of accomplishment. That works for quite a number of people, but i really want more bang for my buck.
I am a scrooge what.
And so i'm going to be going for the Sprint Challenge. 500 m drag race between 2 racers. I will almost def be bombed out, but oh my, its going to be more fun than the TT race.
On an off note, life is just awesome now. True true, i have an anal boss who pretty much makes my job which is really interesting kind of stressful, but it rocks to come back and just do what you like after work. Group of solo rides, dinner outside after, movies, weekend plans, its awesome.
OH, on another note, i'm finding it really easy to talk to women now. I don't mean my friends, but random people. The formula is simple:
1) Smile and don't look like you're about to eat her
2) Confidence. Once you're at a stage where you don't care what she think about this random chap talking to her, its pretty much smooth sailing.
3) Say bye once you've run out of conversation topics even if its after a couple of seconds. If she's interested, she'll try to keep you around. No loss if you strike out, plenty more fish out there.
Cheers from the,
Matrix
OK Go - This Too Shall Pass - Rube Goldberg Machine version - Official
FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted by The Matrix at 9:23 AM |
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Gorillaz - Stylo (Full Version HD Music Video Clip) - Works in All Countries
good stuff
Posted by The Matrix at 12:38 AM |
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Keane - Somewhere Only We Know (US Edition)
This song is stuck in my head. Enjoy =)
Matrix
Posted by The Matrix at 6:06 AM |
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Its going to be an interesting day...
I'm sitting at a Starbucks near gate C3 (freeloading actually on the wifi and seats without buying anything) waiting for my flight out to Singapore from KL. Being back, even if it was for only 2 days was awesome. Good food, taking care of sister (its not bad at all, we watched a movie and all) and air conditioned room comforts.
I will be at work within the next 3 hours, to meet a deadline for this power plant optimisation software set by my boss. Plant's up and running in Vietnam and i really hope to be able to go on site (i think i will actually seeing noone else apart from my partner and me know how to handle anything in this project).
Today will end with an awesome thigh burning workout on the mongrel bike around NTU before dinner to whip myself into shape for a ride to Faber and to burn the calories i've been packing in since i got home 2 days ago.
Cheers from the,
Matrix
Posted by The Matrix at 4:30 PM |
Controversy
Monday, March 1, 2010
In this onslaught of Feminish, Real Men are quickly becoming a dying specie
Back in the Nineties, emboldened by the successes of feminism, women sought to slay the dragon of patriarchy by turning men into ridiculous cissies who would cry with them through chick-flicks and then cook up a decent lasagne.
Suddenly, women wanted to drive home their newfound equality by moulding men to be more like them.
This velvet revolution was reflected in a series of broader cultural changes. After decades of uncompromising movie heroes like Marlon Brando and Clint Eastwood, we were asked to fall for stuttering, floppy-haired fops like Hugh Grant; touchy-feely and hopelessly embarrassed around women.
These are cardboard cut-out men who gush with empathy whenever their wives and girlfriends need to dump their professional stresses and female angst on them: weak and soulless men who haven't the guts to make a mark themselves, who take the passenger seat in their women's juggernaut journey to post-feminist Nirvana.
Men are now generally terrified of women. They hold their tongues for fear of being misinterpreted as sexist; they constantly attempt to secondguess their partner in order to avoid giving offence.
They preen themselves with groaning shelves full of beauty products so they won't incur derision and scorn. They suppress their masculinity and present themselves as cuddly Mr Nice Guys, and won't project self- confidence in case it's regarded as unreconstructed machismo.
This backfiring feminist conspiracy has, of course, developed hand in hand with the march of raging political correctness all over the world. The two have combined like some potent chemical reaction to explode in the faces of a generation of women who thought that a 'moulded' man would make for a desirable one.
In recent years, men have been trained like circus seals to be inoffensive to women, and no longer know how to entice them and turn them on.
Women THINK they know what they want. A moulded man. But in reality, a man with a swagger, great confidence and has genuine respect for her without being a total doormat pussy who'd do anything for her is what a woman needs.
Real men don't pretend or even try to understand women. They simply love them for being the mysterious, capricious creatures that they are. And they don't take them too seriously, either. They know the vicissitudes of the female mind, its constant insecurities and the fluctuations in mood.
Rather than pander to them, they simply watch them drift by like so many clouds on the horizon.
They don't get entangled in a woman's feelings and listen to her prattling on and on until she's talked herself out. Such strong and stoic men are exactly what women need to anchor themselves amid the chaos of their emotions.
Don't get me wrong, I know all a woman needs is a listening ear, some emotional dump she can use to make herself feel better. I have been on the receiving end of many long monologues on the hopelessness of a relationship , on boyfriends who seem to not make the cut and i do it because i'm a friend, and a friend will do anything to make someone he/she is close to feel better even in truth, deep down inside, he/she doesn't give a damn.
I will continue on this path. A path of honesty and integrity and not pretentious air and metrosexual vibes generated for the benefit of women craving for the New Male. I tell you what you need to hear, not what you want to, and if you don't like it, find that New Male of yours who'll sit with you and emphatise and not provide a solution to your woes.
Quite frankly, i've been labeled a sexist and a Male Chauvinistic Pig (MCP) in recent months and i just don't feel offended. I used to be a caring, sensitive, New Male wannabe who would have probably become of those chaps walking with a lady's handbag swinging from an arm, but not anymore.
Meet the new me. The dying breed of uber-male who will cut you down with words if you cross a line. The male who will give you what you need, but not what you want.
Cheers from the,
Matrix
Posted by The Matrix at 5:54 AM |
Labels: relationships, truth, women
Friday, February 26, 2010
The Engine matters the most
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Being selfish
Posted by The Matrix at 7:05 AM |
Labels: relationships, women
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Its a question of Ethics isn't it?
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Blog Revival....
You all probably already know i'm slightly obsessed with cycling.
So, no surprises for the following few upgrades *HUGE GRIN*.
see what i mean? notice the missing gear mechanism that's supposed to be attached to the gears. It snapped off while i was shifting to ride faster uphill.
bike in a bus.
Took a bus back, and it went as planned with no extra surcharge.
PS : On an entirely unrelated note, i'm getting good at talking to random women and not making them feel uncomfortable. Probably cos Y tells i have an uber good guy face (whatever that means). I liked that intelligent malay girl i chatted to at the MRT station. She was promoting a charity thing for the local cancer society and her mature opinions on how pragmatic and materialistic Singaporeans are , and how local stagnant politics will be this country's undoing in future were kind of sexy.
I'm frankly getting tired of talking to immature 21 year old girls who's world is limited to bags, shoes, relationships and painted nails. I need a girl that can spew politics and has strong opinions or i'd probably go crazy and tired of playing gentleman to a useless bum.
And cheers to you too!!
Matrix
Posted by The Matrix at 7:01 AM |
Labels: cycling, internship, Random
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Save Gas, Go Green, Get Fit.
Posted by The Matrix at 8:54 AM |
Labels: cycling, environment, society