Sunday, December 28, 2008
This is my land!
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I know the importance of the SAF and NS. I am Singaporean and I'm proud to be part of this island state. My parents were born here, in this very land. I was born here, in this very land. I am proud of the history and culture of this land. I am proud of our leaders (raja, LKY, marshall, GCT etc. ) and I am proud of our success. We are Singaporeans and we stand proud and tall.
But a week ago I realised that perhaps Singaporeans, the rightful owners of this land, are being trampled upon in our very own soil. My very own uncle, who lives just 50 m from where I am seated right now, was insulted and assaulted by a bunch of foreigners in his very own home. Uneducated, uncivilised foreigners who claim to arrive from the "most civilised" country in the world - australia. (note how I use my punctuation)
On the stroke of midnight this bunch of unruly aussies were making a din at the pool side at my uncle's condo. They were drunk (not suprised, really), and making loud noises at the pool. My uncle's apartment was just beside the pool. He has a family, as all of us Singaporeans do, a young kid and an venerable mother (my grandma duh). He has work the next day, to contribute to the economic success of our motherland (unlike those bitches who drink whole day). The family has to sleep.
He went down to the guards to tell them abt the situation at the pool. The guards came, and told the aussies to leave. They did. But not for long. After 15 minutes, they returned. This time louder, wilder, and more disrespectful and unaware of their environment. They continued to party, to create a din, and make noise. My uncle was calm. He observed this quietly and went down to the guards post to make another complaint. The guard arrived, and told the hooligans to leave. The party did not move. Instead, they confronted my uncle, who was present at the pool.
My uncle told them to leave, as he had work the next day. The gangsters then launched a barrage of verbal attacks against him. A girl, reeking of alcohol (not surprised, really), confronted him, and insulted him repeatedly. "What rights do you have to ask us to leave?" "I dare you to hit me, come on, hit me!"She challenged my uncle.
Insults after insults, my uncle swallowed them all with bated breath.
Then came the final insult, the last straw, the tsunami of all provocations - the phrase "fucking Chinese" was used. Following that, the aussies started to attack my uncle. They took a goblet and smashed it against the railing, causing one of the glass fragments to penetrate my uncle's soles. They hit him on the head, and on the body. They never stopped with their attacks - both verbal and physical.
By this time the noise has attracted the neighbours to the scene. All Singaporean. All stood tall and proud, and united by justice and civility. One threatened to call the Police, the Home Team. The aussies were afraid that the iron grip of justice would subdue them, finally. They only had themselves, and we had the Police, the Courts of Justice, we had 4 million other Singaporeans behind us. If they were caught, they would be sent to the Police Station with nothing but their bikini and boxers on. They backed down. They apologised to my uncle, and never returned to make a scene.
My family has never been afraid to use legal action against these uneducated, uncivilised hooligans. We have lawyers in the family, and we are not short of the financial resources to file a civil case. We have each other, generations of family members, living here, and we have the best minds in the nation in each other for counsel, for advice, and for support. We are educated, we are sound, and we have committed no wrongs.
But this matter is not about winning a court case. There is no kick in that. This episode serves as a reminder to us all: That if Singaporeans allow foreigners to trample over us, they will do so. They are racist, and they think they are the elite, because of the colour of their skin. They have no respect for us: Chinese or Malay, Indian or any other Singaporean, they look down on us. In their eyes, they are supreme.
So we will fight. We will fight to remind them of their place in this land, OUR LAND. We will use rhetoric, we will use our brains, we will use pure intellect to remind them that we are the owners of this land. We will not resort to violence, like them, for violence is the first refuge of the incompetent. But in times of need, we have the military might to take them down.
We are holders of that red passport, and we will fight to protect that right. That is the reason why I am going to Tekong next week, and that is the reason why thousands of mothers, fathers, sisters, girlfriends and even wives will see their beloved 18 year old boy shave bald every year. Singaporeans, we live on this island, and we welcome foreigners to our small nation with open arms. But we must not allow them to trample over us. They have no links with this country, they can leave anytime. But we can't. We have to fight for our rights to live on this island.
This is my land, and these are my countrymen. You may be kings in your kingdom or shell, but over here, we are kings. And we will not hesitate to remind you of your place in this land.
Friday, November 28, 2008
World in Anarchy
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Have you ever met someone for only a few days but felt as if you've met the person for your entire life? Have you ever met someone and have conversations so lengthy and so deep and so beautiful and so relaxing, that despite the short duration since your first meeting, you realise that you know more of that person than the people whom you see everysingleday for the past 2, 6, or 12 years?
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Our world is in chaos. Mumbai, Somalia, Bangkok. Flip through yesteryear's newsapers. WTC, Paris, London, Aceh, Madrid. Politics, terrorism, anger-inducing rhetoric, cowards who mis-interpret their spiritual texts to support their own bloody vendetta, nationalism, hate, suffering, disease, corruption, natural hazards, mfkers, banks failing, stocks crashing. 'Violence is the first refuge of the incompetent' -Asimov.
We are all living in an ivory tower. Bloody hell you're not gonna realise how big, how complex, how insane this world is till you travel and read. Travel and read.
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Yesterday I was thinking about how our society is being engineered so well, so perfectly, so seamlessly, that all Singaporeans view economic assets as their everything. Today I realised that working till you die for the sake of petty cash is not a purpose in my life.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
The Principle of Conservation of Happiness - A concise introduction
Abstract: The universal laws of Physics state that the total amount of energy of the universe is fixed at any one instant. Energy cannot be destroyed, but it can be stored, and converted from one form to another. Einstein also proved that energy can be converted from mass, and vice versa. This paper argues on the same basis as the Principle of Conservation of Energy. It proposes that the total amount of happiness on Earth is fixed at any one point of time, and that mankind is not the only bearer of happiness, if happiness can be 'beared'. This means that if the global human population increases, the amount of happiness per capita will be reduced proportionately. The consequence of this is that a Malthusian perspective must be applied towards population growth. In order to secure the happiness of posterity, there is a moral imperative for mankind to work towards zero population growth today. Traditional ideas of the Vatican and contemporary ideas of certain governments must be abolished with immediate effect.
The global human population has been increasing throughout the years. The species homo sapiens first appeared in Africa in 7000BC, and its population stands at over 6 billion today. Despite technological breakthroughs and increased standard of living, the total amount happiness or quality of life may not have improved over this 9000 years. This is because the total amount of happiness of all living things on Earth is fixed. Happiness cannot be created, or destroyed, but it can be converted from one form to another.
Consider this: University applications, relationships between the sexes, elections. Whats the similarity between all 3 'systems'? IF we consider them to be isolated systems, they all contain a fixed amount of happiness within them. University applications? The people who are accepted by their dream schools are happy. Very happy. The people who are rejected will be unhappy. The sum of their happiness and unhappiness will equal a fixed amount of happiness. Relationships? For every couple who gets together, they will be happy, but only at that point in time. But across the world, for every couple that gets together, the happiness that they possess will be negated by the unhappiness that divorces, breakups and arguments are creating unhappiness at that point in time. In politics? The same argument applies. When Bush won, sure, the republicans celebrated, but their happiness was negated by the unhappiness that the democrats bore. Note that Al Gore actually won the popular vote. This means that a significant amount of unhappiness was present at that point in time. As time passes, the republican's joy died down, but the democrat's unhappiness also eased.
The amount of happiness at any one point in time is fixed.
[to be continued]
Friday, July 4, 2008
The person or team who/which can come up with solutions to combat extreme population growth, develop viable alternative energies, mitigate/predict natural hazards, eradicate extreme poverty, and prevent epidemics/pandemics, will be the ones who change the world.
Friday, June 27, 2008
It has been a long time...
It has been 3 short months of ups and downs. Of memories and events. Of transitions and continuations. Of hardwork. Of despair. Moments of joy. Lots of toil. Of swears. Of cheers. Of anguish. Of celebrations. Of politiking. Of good and bad.
Of understanding some people more. Friendships have been forged, established, and anchored more deeply than ever. But at the same time, this period of time has also seen the manifestation of differences. Geographic differences. Cultural differences. Philosophical and ideological differences. In other words, rifting has also occurred simultaneously.
Throughout these 1 and a 1/2 years, I have been observing and learning a lot. I have gained a better understanding of how society functions, of how dirty the game of politics can be played, of how lovers come and part, of how detructive complacency can be, of how powerful humility can be, of how criminal people can become.
I have noted how Singaporeans behave, sometimes by critically examining myself, and sometimes by allowing myself to be critically (but thankfully not harshly) examined by teachers. I have become more open to criticisms.
In the following part of this post, I will examine in depth (provided I have the stamina to continue writing) several events (or observations) which I feel were significant (to me) during the past 3 months. I shall be open, be critical and be honest.
1. The SLA Spatial Challenge
It wasn't easy. But I've learnt a lot. It was immediately after Ct1, it was sacrifice after sacrifice, sleepless nights, time spent browsing the library shelves for boring academic journals*, it was another PW all over again, albeit slightly more interesting to me.
*seriously, academic journals are not fun stuff. more on that next time
Imagine trying to get Russia and the United States to co-operate with each other during the height of the Cold War. That was the fundamental challenge to RJC Team 1.
To be brutally honest I shall say
a) certain team-mates were never the best of friends to start off with. b) the team lacked motivation to really work hard. c) not everyone contributed in equal amounts, yet everyone was there to busk themselves in the spotlight of honour and glory and credit.
That, I've learnt, is the nature of man.
When I saw how united the other teams from other schools are, I was envious of them. There was this bond present in them that wasn't with the Rafflesians. Maybe we highly-driven Raffesians couldn't care about anything else other than the prize at stake. Maybe that's the reason why we miss out on the intangibles of life.
2. MaPhiSing's Reunion
It would be apt at this point of time to explain and introduce MaPhiSing. MaPhiSing stands for Malaysia, Philippines and Singapore for short. MaPhiSing was a band of three friends who met each other during November last year, when they spent a week together in Germany studying environmentalism, under the annual "Bayer Young Environmental Envoy" "Field Trip to Germany" programme.
Somehow, these three young boys from South East Asia just had a special bond with each other, a bond which cannot be explained. The friendship which I share with Anthony from Malaysia and Renzo from the Philippines are what I call the intangibles of my life.
I realised that these two bright young international friends of mine were slightly different from my other Singaporean friends in terms of lifestyle, perspectives, mannerisms and attitudes.
Anthony Leong Zi Ping, 21, is a veterinary student from University Putra Malaysia. He is a top student in his form, and a very passionate animal lover. Despite the quotas and the explicit discriminatory bias admission policies of his nation's tertiary education system, he managed to secure a place in a Malaysian state university, and hence prove to the world that meritocracy still has its place in the rapidly-industrialising nation of Malaysia. Anthony is fluent in a plethora of languages, including English, Chinese, Bahasa Malaysia, and Cantonese. He is the only son, and has 5 other siblings. Early this year, he led a team of like-minded friends and peers in organising the inaugural "A Week of Endangered Species" in his univeristy, which sucessfully engaged the student population there and brought to attention the plight of animals in this greed-infested world.
Ramon Lorenzo Luis Rosa Guinto, who recently celebrated his 20th birthday, is a cheerful extrovert. He is a medical student at the University of the Philippines Manila under the accelerated liberal arts/medicine degrees programme, which only admits the top 50 scorers at the university's entrance exams. Renzo could have pursued his education at Harvard or Yale, yet he chose to remain in the Philippines to fufill his ambitions to be a doctor. Renzo is currently serving as the vice-chairperson of his college's student council, and has organised festivals, staged musicals, cheorograhed dance, composed music and held talks for his peers. Renzo's ambition may to be a doctor, but he also aspires to be the president of Philippines in order to erradicate graft and improve the standard of living of millions of his countrymen. He has promised to employ HC to be his chief advisor for national issues should he be elected president.
After their farewell in Cologne, Germany, the trio remained friends, often communicating through email and chat, and even sms. During the last week of May, Maphising decided to meet again, this time in Kuala Lumpur and Singapore, for a short week of reunion and holiday.
We visited attractions like Malaysia's Batu Caves (a solid example of a limestone cave, which is highly relevant to the Cambridge A level Physical Geography Syllabus), Kuala Selangor (one of only 2 places in the entire world to have natural fireflies amassed in significant numbers), and of course classic sites and sights like Melaka and the Petronas Towers. We met up with Ms Mei Choo from Bayer Malaysia and Ms Nisha from the New Straits Times (both of whom travelled together with us to Germany last year) for a wonderful Italian lunch.
We took a coach to Singapore, where the Singapore Zoo and Night Safari were must-see attractions. A tour of the city and Orchard followed, together with a day at Sentosa. We also met up with Ms Adelina and Ms Dorothy from Bayer Singapore (whom we also know), who treated us to a hearty seafood dinner.
And what have I learnt from this reunion/travel?
I've learnt that Singaporeans should do some soul-searching. I have observed that many Singaporeans, especially youth, are taking things for granted and getting complacent, cocky, arrogant, and sigh, disgusting. Let's note here that I am also Singaporean, that the previous statement came from me more as a form of admission rather than criticism.
Singaporeans should travel and read more. Singaporeans should develop a broader sense of the world. The world does not consist of only Singapore and Singaporeans. Why do I say this? I realised that many Singaporeans youths are very single-minded, and look down upon people from other nationalities. Walk past RJ, and you'll hear people critisizing workers from Bangladesh (calling them names like 'Bangla') and laughing at Filippino domestic workers (making fun of some maids here that do not look at the camera whike taking photos). This, in my opinion, only reflects on how immature and unworldly some Singaporeans are. Having travelled sparsely, read little, and having had little interactions with people from other nationalities (do you have a real friend from South america? What about a friend from Africa? From Europe?), some Singaporeans are just spoilt and overly proud. If Renzo and Anthony represent the youth in their countries, I will say that their countries have a more undertanding and more humble culture.
Singaporeans are becoming more complacent. Young or old, or whether you work for a certain Ministry which has recently had a hat-trick of falters or not. Singaporeans are takig things for granted, assuming that everything will be taken care of for them. I compare once again to my friends from Malaysia and Philippines. They are aware of the need to work hard for themselves, and for their futures. They hence have a spirit of tenacity in them, a fighting spirit, and a genuine care for the future of their countries. Some Singaporeans, on the other hand, believe their responsibilities end at the ballot box or the tax-forms. Singaporean youths indulge in political apathy, thinking it's cool to be so. Why even read the newspapers, some retort.
Singaporeans also are very boring people (as compared, once again, to my two friends). Everything is a routine for them: Primary school, do well in PSLE, Secondary school, JC or Poly, then Uni, then get a very secure 9 to 5 job. Retire at 60 plus, collect CPF, and enjoy life. Weekends? Either shopping or movies or go Sentosa play beach volleyball or do homework or do undone office work, or worse still, go clubbing, which I feel is a stupid activity altogether, because you pay money for noise and liver damage. This is the reason why Singaporeans lack creativity. Are we to be forever on the receiving end of trends? Are we not capable of producing new stuff? Look at our shops! They're all selling foreign products, designed by foreigners! And brainless teenage followers only know how to follow brands and trends. When will we ever be selling an idea to the world? Even newater isnt entirely created by Singaporeans, it's created by the more creative expats who reside in Singapore. We Singaporeans perhaps need to learn something from our foreigns friends, people who have imagination and creativity and who are not afraid to pursue their dreams.
We need change. We need Kennedys and Obamas, and we need them quick. We need to learn the strengths of our friends, just like how they would learn from us. But please, spare us the Chees.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
some reflections
Just decided to share this video with you guys.
Last night my dad cried. he cried over this video. at first he came into my room and muttered something which sounded incoherent to me.
i was thinking, dad can you go away, i'm listening to barack obama on youtube.
then he started to get emotional. he said he watched some video and he cried over it. then he started to explain to me what the video is all about but i couldnt get him cos he was speaking real soft and i was only listening with one ear with the other ear (in earphones) analysing the words of obama.
but he started to get emotional i was a bit worried. in fact quite worried. but couldnt do anything abt it.
i've only seen my dad cry once before in my whole entire life. that was at my grandma's funeral. dominant male type. 'crying are for wimps' type of male creature. so when he started to get soggy and red in the sockets i was worried.
i'm the type of person who gets freaked out when someone gets emotional. which i why i freaked out when i read about myself somewhere. i freaked out when my sis cried. or when my mum cries. or when my friend cries. damn freaked out. can't we laugh instead?
so that's the video which made my dad cry. well, i would say the video is not bad.
1.can you imagine yourself when you're like old? and then probably you'll forget your wonderful friends who you have around you now? You wun meet them everyday anymore. There will be no more school, each of you will walk different paths.
2.the video is quite good in the sense that it's quite real. one construction worker, one chef, one henpecked husband and the main character finally meeting after so long. shit it's really quite touching la.
3. my dad probably cried cos he was once a musician and he probably misses his old friends. well dad, go call them up and ask them out for a drink or smthg.
4.I really cannot imagine a reunion in 15 years time. but i am not going to live in the future, or the past. i'm loving the present and everyone should too.
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Anyway just now had a good chat with a few friends online. Havent been online since dunno when. But feels so good to see the orange light blinking furiously at the bottom of the screen. hahaha. and feels good to have good convos :)
Not going to talk much. Just remember - be it 15 years, 30 years whatever, we will always be good friends... and we will have a reunion. many reunions of course.
In my predictions i did not predict my own future. Gen sam, with his usual authority, questioned:
Gen sam: why didnt you? If you cant predict yourself how can you predict your own future?
HC: cos i can observe others but i cant observe myself you _____head
Gen sam: -.-' you fackier
HC: you expect me to observe myself in the mirror all day long meh? you ___ head.
Sometimes I ask myself why i have a friend like samuel soh chih yuan. Since the day i met him i tot he had some circuits wrong up there. But honestly speaking i think he is a good man, just like all my buddies.
I wrote that samuel will be a henpecked husband but i actually meant that he will be a doting husband and loving father. hahahah. sounds incredible at this moment. He may be rude most of the time, and also quite slack at most times, and so obsessed with gym and reproduction that sometimes he's quite irritating. he's also very liberal with his language and his hand gestures. soemtimes i wish i could gag samuel and tie yix up. those 2 can drive you nuts.
but look at what he has done for the people around him.
for me, he took up thingsyoucando public relations which was the most demanding job in my opinion. he sacrificed.
he bakes cakes. some girls these days cant even enter the kitchen without contributing massively to global warming yet our dear samuel, aspiring general of the armed forces of the republic of singapore bakes cakes.
he does not boast. other than boasting about the size of his organs (which is still unprovened), he does not boast. quite amazing for a man.
he has the ability to make ppl around him happy. not many ppl can. ppl either emo to you or look gloomy all day long or appear too serious all too often but dear samuel acts stupid all day long to make ppl smile.
he is not overly competitive. in rj, we all too often see ppl being too competitive, setting high expectations of themselves and wanting to win win win. in the end, they just lose out, even if they win. samuel just wants to be himself. thats why i love playing risk with samuel. he never suans me if i am losing. he just asks me to do soemthing obscene that's all. he'll never go suanning ppl over how little soldiers you have left.
anway, nice convo with you samuel. good night, and good luck. and you're welcome.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
What Chewy said
And he told me very interestingly over dinner, that for most RJ couples, the girl is better looking than the guy. Key word here is most.
Now of course this may sound insulting to the guys and flattering to the girls. Hahahah. But being the impartial newpaper that prides itsef on searching for the deeper secret behind trends, Veritas Post brings you an exclusive interview with GU, a well-known sociologist to some. HC reports.
VP: Does the statement hold any truth at all?
GU: Apparently, it is true to some extent... I would say around 70% of couples can be classified under this statement. Of the remaining 30%, 15% would be that the guy is hotter, and the last 15% would be that the couple is generally recognised as being of equal hotness, so to speak.
VP: Wow... that clearly means something. Is this trend only applicable to RJC?
GU: Well, I cannot comment on this because of lack of observation of other couples outside RJ.
VP: Can you provide us with some explantion behind this mind-baffling trend?
GU: Well, let's assume that there are 100 students in RJ. Of which there are 50 guys and 50 girls. Let's split each gender into 5 categories, namely, scalding hot, warm, average, cold and freezing. What I suppose is happening in RJ is that the scalding hot girl pairs up with a warm guy, or say, a warm girl pairs up with an average guy. we seldom see a scalding hot girl pairing up with a freezing guy. So this means that the difference is quite subtle, and there is nothing to be worried about. The girls are not disadvantaged in any way.
VP: Well, why can't the scalding hot girls get the scalding hot guys then?
GU: One word... security. Girls prefer to be secure. Hence they would rather hook up with a less hot guy, so as to ensure the full fidelity of the guy towards her.
VP: Why are the hot guys able to attract the scalding hot girls then?
GU: Guys tend to look on the outside (physical). They are slightly more superficial. Girls, meanwhile, find themselves undeniably attracted to the other points of the guys, which might be humour, coolness, intelligence, style, rebelliousness, those kinda stuff, etc.
VP: Are you saying that girls don't have these values?
GU: Hold it man, I am not sexist! Girls have different values of course. E.g. politeness, courteousy, smartness, etc. But the problem lies with that guys tend to look more to the physical.
VP: If your explanation is true, does this mean that the freezing girls are doomed to a lifetime of singlehood?
GU: Of course not. Some guys like to look towards the inner beauty. But of course, the freezing girls shouldnt expect to hook up with a scalding hot guy.
VP: What about the scalding hot guys? Do they stand a chance with the girls since very few of the girls would dare to hook up with them?
GU: Well... They obviously will score with any girls that they want. Imagine you are a warm or scalding hot girl. If a scalding hot guy is interested in you, you'll not resist him right? Hence you'll feel flattered, and secure.In this case the guy will be able to score the girl. If, however, the scalding hot guy does not do the approach, it may be difficult for him, because most girls would not dare to approach him.
VP: I see. Thank you, professor, for your enlightening words of wisdom. Any last words?
GU: You're welcome. I would advise students to study hard and not engage themselves in these things all day long. Just mind your own business.
As the famed sociologist has said, it's good to mind our own business. No examples have been used.
HC's predictions
I'm gonna predict what my classmates and some of my friends will be in 15 years time. Why 15 years? cos one of my teachers recently told me to meet him/her in 15 years time... so i'm using 15 years.
In 15 years time, i can imagine ___ to be____ (please do not take this too personally or seriously, it's just for fun)
(in order of class photo)
1. Siti - director of some voluntary welfare organisation
2. navene - siti's colleague
3. wang jue - renowned food critique
4. jukhuan - high ranking civil servant
5. kristle - golf coach
6. grace - chemistry teacher
7. parvati - lawyer
8. goh tian - human rights think-tank researcher
9. lei ping - manager
10. joanne - full-time mother
11. chia ying - accountant
12. jayne - prada fashion designer
13. xue wei - magazine editor
14. wei xian - assessment book writer
15. ronald - politician
16.HC - ( )
17. mark yeow - dentist
18. muhd - police detective
19. sam yong - sports coach
20. yix - population planner
21. sam soh - henpecked stay-at-home dad (part-time fhm magazine contributor)
22. nigel - stock investor
23. gabby - history teacher
24. yong jing - dating agency director
25. zhuang - manager or bartender
26. fransisco - urban planner
27. jerome - poet
28. clara - tai tai or engineer
phew
finally after one week of sitting at my desk, feeding myself to female mozzies lusting after my fresh blood, finally the JC2 CT1 is over!
Immediately after the stupid physics paper i went to j8 to have a good meal with gabby, with the rest of the boys staying back in school to gym. -.-"
after lunch straight away went home to slack... first thing i did was of course to turn on my comp and open my flight sim X dexule edition and start playing.
at first I got a shock of my life, cos my $65 joystick wasnt working... Barely 8 months with me then spoil already? Wa lao, sian man. Went to my shelf and ransacked it, finding the stupid invoice which had the retailer's number on it. Then went to find for the stupid phone which was missing!?!? thats the problem with cordless phones.
After all that trouble, i decided (very smartly) unplug the hardware and reinsert it back into the usb... then it worked! Yea man! Although i felt very stupid going through the trouble but in the end, what matters is that i can finally play my flight sim X DE.
Hahahhah!
So, I tried out a couple of missions, which included one which i proudly did using a learjet at Sydney. The graphics quite realistic, of course, since FSX takes up 15gb ofspace, and I could see the famous monuments of the australian city immediately. Sydney Opera House and the bridge adjacent to it, and many towers of the city. Of course Captian Hu Ching flying the learjet completed the mission, managing land safely at Kingsford Smith Intl Airport with plenty of room left on the runway.
Hehehe... havent lost my touch after abstaining from playing for months! Absence certainly makes the heart grow fonder...
After sydney (which of course will be having earth hour in one weeks time, everyone please support this small act of symbolism, turn off your lights and all other electrical appliance on next saturday's night), i took some flights at my favourite airport in Hong Kong, one of my favourite cities, then at Hawaii, before trying out a helicopter mission and failing it... stupid helicopters... damn difficult to fly.
Anyway back to some reflections on the CTs... today during physics could not concentrate much at all... firstly because I was sitting right at the back of the sem room, and the teachers like to take strolls there... you think their footprints are very light is it?
secondly, there is the construction of the mrt or whatever going on near the sem room, making hell lot of noise, distracting everyone.
thirdly, i was fascinated by TGF, his antics seriously amazes me, and i spent at least 3 minutes looking at him. Even when i'm trying to recall some equations i will look up and see him. Funny guy.
fourth, was listening to the muttons of 987 last night, and unfortunately the song 'me love' by sean kingston kept running around my head.
fifth, the stupid lift makes a lot of noise.
sixth, the door keep opening and closing.
anyway, no use complaining. cos even with these kind of distractions, ronald chan will still own it (he's in the same room), so it's the person that counts. i'm noob, yea, so what huh?
going to blog more later... most likely not going to sleep much... got many ideas to blog about tonight... so stay tuned (if you're tuned in in the first place)
got some RJ stories to publish, and got some theories to share, and of course, some personal thoughts to tell you guys!
Sunday, March 9, 2008
March hols
Am now eating lunch, taking a break from notes.
I dun really hate mugging or school, just that i question the fundamental purpose behind this.
I am going to found a new branch of academic study called social logic when i am of age.
And i recently thought of some new ideas, which I am going to put into my new books 'The Intangibles of Life' and 'Student Politics'. (probably to be written during NS days).
Ok just finished lunch.
Back to the notes.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Do you why Marx wrote what he wrote?
midnights with HC will take place during one earth camp, specially for j1s only.
Busy week ahead.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
A New Year, A New Record
The Chairperson of Raffles One Earth has just informed Veritas Post that One Earth has recruited 127 new j1s this year, and 3 new j2s, bring the total strength of One Earth to 127 + 29 = 156 total members.
Sending a resounding statement to news agencies including Veritas Post, the Chairperson of Raffles One Earth, HC, also mentioned that One Earth's "unique publicity turned out extremely well. We have proceeded from eradicating ignorance of the student population to generating support and enthusiasm from students and teachers."
"We pasted our logo on recycling bins. We pasted about 100 A3 sized posters in the toilet, without even mentioning our club's name. We put 3 huge recycling bins right smack in the canteen. Who on Earth will ever do that if we don't?"
Indeed, HC's bold rhetoric cannot be considered as sweeping claims. Back by testimonials from teachers and students alike, indeed, we can see that Raffles One Earth is in the midst of gaining more recognition and prominence within and outside RJC, indicating a sign of good things to come. Within RJC, we hear the Dean of Student Development expressing her "pleasant surprise" when she saw the toilet light posters.
Very soon, the massive campaign ThingsYouCanDo will also bring the attention of environmental issues to secondary school students all around Singapore. From Dunman High School to Boon Lay Secondary, tens of thousands of youths around Singapore will join hands and be empowered to protect Mother Earth through '7 Easy Green Habits'.
Nevertheless, HC expressed much frustration when confronted with news that even SOME (next issue: Why are some teachers still ignorant of popular trends? Are they truly so deeply engaded in their textbooks that they cannot seem to absorb social happenings? A Professor speaks to us) teachers (supposedly spreaders of knowledge, professors of wisdom) were not even aware that Raffles One Earth exists. HC says, in a defiant yet calm manner,"It is not our fault that ignorance still exists in the far corners of society. We believe that what we are doing will convert even the most thick headed skulls into greener beings. We are eradicating ignorance here." HC added that he will be meeting this particular teacher over coffee to have a chat.
HC added that he wishes to thank all his friends for their support. His friends who are OGLs brought their J1s to his booth, while some of his friends and EXCO helped out in the preparation of the booth. "Everyone chipped in in one way or another, and for that Raffles One Earth is deeply grateful for", HC said.
HC ended with one last statement to all of us. Speaking with a hoarse voice after an exhasutive day with his usual passion, the fiery youth expressed his views firmly, "The time for environmental issues has come. It's time for competent leadership to rise."
Next issue: Check out HC's views, frustrations and optism for the future of RJC and One Earth. Exclusively on Veritas Post.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Today
After school Alex and I did some very daring and bold. There is a rationale behind our actions and we had to take the calculated risk.
Thanks Fransisco once again for your time and dedication.