have been fun, slack, busy and super funny.
After GP cts, went down to match supports for first time since i left ri (and entered rj). Rugby, great atmosphere, thrilling match, great players. Then on wed nite, went to zhuang's house to watch champ league finals, despite maths assignment not done. On thurs afternoon, went for soccer finals. Great attacking football. 1-0 in favour of green, black and white. Overwhelmed the blues.
Then on fri, went to parliament house. Learned so much about those stuff. Then went to sim lim to get flight simulator.
Sat- Founder's day. I feel happy yet pressured to perform well in the future. My parents were proud of me, and i dun wanna see them down cos of me. i wun ever do stupid things that will hurt them. and stupid things do not only mean academic stuff. I mean i wun do crimes.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Pictures, I love them!
Iberia A340 cockpit landing in Madrid. Possibly the best office in the world.
"hey Captain! you're in Singapore Changi Airport and you've got 2 SIA B747 waiting for you to scoot over, and I suggest you do it quick"
Family still important yeah.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Current troubles and future careers
Never, have I in my blog, wrote about my emotions before. But today i will. Today's blog will not have humour. It will tell my current feelings (mostly anger, worries and turmoil) towards myself and my future.
Today was a bad day. I knew it. I could predict days just like predicting the weather. It was a cloudy day, filled with dark clouds. I knew it was gonna be bad.
First, I am getting quite anxious about my MOE Pre-U scholarship application. Because MOE said the award of the scholarship will be in early May, and it's already mid May. The signs are not good for me, obviously. And then Zhuang asked me, what is the purpose of the scholarship, and I couldn't give him an answer? Afterall, my school fees are already covered by EESIS. Was it pride? Was it prestige? What was it for? To boast? **** it man. I dunno.
Secondly, I lost my water bottle. The black 500 ml water bottle from SCO which have stayed by my side for 4 years. I just lost it, and now I dun feel uncomfortable without it. Which makes me wonder, should I pursue a degree with an overseas university? Will I be able to part, for 3-4 years, with all my possessions, my home, my family, my friends? I dunno.
Thirdly, I got back physics test. OK I didnt fail the test itself. But i failed my personal expectations. I really thought I would own this test, because I found that I could do all the questions, and had about 10 min left to check through all my answers. But I didn't. I was careless, complacent and pure stupid. Maybe this is a good setback for me. It has humbled me deeply. Which made me think of my future career...
I made many careless mistakes. There were questions which required qualitative explanations, and I did not give elaborate answers. I was thinking in another dimension. Mixed signals. There was the v1 v2 question, which i though was quite tough, but I felt I did it right. Well, yes, I did it right. The method was correct. But I forgot the add in a square. Because I forgot to write a small little digit, 2, on the top right hand corner of the value, I got 2 marks deducted for nothing. For nothing. Which made me wonder, can I EVER be a good pilot? Perhaps not. Imagine if I were to pilot an A380, carrying a full payload of >500 passengers. Imagine, then, if I carelessly calculated the take-off weight wrongly. OMG. Air crash. Forgetting the square the value for physics test has resulted in 2 meagre marks being deucted. So what? But if pilots add some numbers wrongly, it will result in death. Death.
Today I sat on the top deck of the SBS bus on my way home. I felt in control, being in front of the entire bus. I felt like a captain of a vessel. I felt good, but when I thought about my mistakes, I realised, that perhaps, this dream of mine will never come true.
In 2 weeks time I will be returning to RI for a day to receive some small prizes. But now, looking at my results during the 5 months in JC, I feel disgraced. I wonder if I deserve any prize at all. I wonder if I will screw up my A levels, and then ruin my life ahead. I wonder if my presence there will disgrace fellow prize winners like Yeong Li Qian or Tan Juanhe. Oh man. I feel like **** now.
When I talked to my dad about careers, I asked him which job would fit me? Which job would enable me to truly make a difference? I dun want a job in an office doing financial stuff where you turn up looking as normal as 1.5 million others, wearing a tie and black pants and one colour long sleeved shirts and leather shoes, and then working rom 9-6. I dun want an ordinary job( although it may be important).
I know deep in his heart, my dad wants me to continue the work he has built up over the past 20 over years. He does accounts, and I know he wants me to study accounts also. Which I why I respect my dad a lot.He never forces you to do something he knows you dun wanna do. Which is why he respected my decision to do geog instead of econs when I made my decision last year. And I respect him for that.
I once said I will pursue a careers in 4 industries. It still is, and I will tell you why today:
1. Aviation- Do you know why I love planes more than anything? Because I love the sky. I wanna soar through the clouds. The modern jet is a miracle. The wright brothers have invented a miracle machine.
And why do I love commercial jets more than fighter jets? Because I hate violence. I hate war. I hate noise coming from shootings. And I will never be able to pilot a plane to drop bombs over others. Can you imagine how the pilot, Colonel Paul Tibberts, of the B-29, Enolga Gay, which dropped Little Boy over Hiroshima, must have felt at that time?
So why then do I love commercial jets carryong so many passengers? Because every single one of the passengers are on that plane for a reason. Some are returning home to see their families after years of studying abroad. Some are departing their home countries to seek a better life in a foreign country. Some are rushing home from overseas to see their dying father for the last time? Some are doctors rushing to another country to perform an emergency surgery for a dying patient. Some are patients going overseas to seek medical help from renowned doctors. Some are just returning home after a nice vacation. Some are businessmen rushing overseas to meet an important client whose signature on a dotted line would determine bankrupcy or prosperity. Without the plane, these people would never have the chance to all that. They would never been able to travel so easily and so purposefully.
Which is exactly why I wanna pilot the plane will be take people to places they want to be. And I wanna walk in the airport in the pilot uniform, with the dark coat and hat, looking cool and all.
"Singapore Changi airport Control tower, SQ 030 B777, requesting for landing, runway 02L."
"Permission to land, runway 02L, wind conditions 20km/h northeast."
"Roger. Landing. SQ030 landing runway 02L"
"I have control."
"Minimum"
"100"
"50"
"30"
"20"
"10"
"Landed"
2. Law- Have you ever seen people being seriously bullied for something they did not do? I am not talking about school bullying. Those are trivial and unimportant. I am talking about people who suffer injustice in society, people are suffer because they are bullied. I want to represent these people. Which is why, if I ever become a lawyer, I want to specialise in ligitation. I want to free the innocent. Ok, this sounds good, but is it really possible? Non. Nan des. No way. Bu ke nen. In law, cheating lawyers are as common as nitrogen molecules in air. And they stink. They cheat to win big bucks for their bald fat executive clients who pay them by the hour. And I wanna fight these useless lawyers and their faggot clients. How I wish I could be the prosecutor doing the TT Durai case. I am gonna serve some real justice. And I wanna walk out of the supreme court, with my client beside me, in a nice black suit and neat tie, announcing to the media that the innocent has been acquitted, and that justice have been served. How nice.
3. Academics- If I ever come a lecturer, I wanna be an outstanding one teaching geography. And I want to specialise in vulcanology and seismology. This is because I want to save lives. Nevado del Ruiz, Columbia. At around 9pm on November 13, 1985, the great volcano erupted, engulfing the nearby city of Armero with its powerful mudflows. 23000 people were buried alive. Only a few weeks earlier, scientists predicted the eruption of the volcano. somehow the report was shelved. Yet a simple evacuation could have saved thousands. On the ruins of Armero, volcanologists vowed "never again". I want to be part of the team that will study such hazards and save people from grave peril.
4. Public service- I want to serve the country and its people. Ok, maybe this job doesnt look as glamerous, but it is an important one.
So how? If I cant even pass the A levels, I can forget all about it all.
P.S. This is, I think, the first time I used vulgarities in my blog.
"We'll carry on." Note the hard work the video maker has put into making this video, it looks as though the lions were singing. Thanks to DrewTheWolf from YouTube.
Today was a bad day. I knew it. I could predict days just like predicting the weather. It was a cloudy day, filled with dark clouds. I knew it was gonna be bad.
First, I am getting quite anxious about my MOE Pre-U scholarship application. Because MOE said the award of the scholarship will be in early May, and it's already mid May. The signs are not good for me, obviously. And then Zhuang asked me, what is the purpose of the scholarship, and I couldn't give him an answer? Afterall, my school fees are already covered by EESIS. Was it pride? Was it prestige? What was it for? To boast? **** it man. I dunno.
Secondly, I lost my water bottle. The black 500 ml water bottle from SCO which have stayed by my side for 4 years. I just lost it, and now I dun feel uncomfortable without it. Which makes me wonder, should I pursue a degree with an overseas university? Will I be able to part, for 3-4 years, with all my possessions, my home, my family, my friends? I dunno.
Thirdly, I got back physics test. OK I didnt fail the test itself. But i failed my personal expectations. I really thought I would own this test, because I found that I could do all the questions, and had about 10 min left to check through all my answers. But I didn't. I was careless, complacent and pure stupid. Maybe this is a good setback for me. It has humbled me deeply. Which made me think of my future career...
I made many careless mistakes. There were questions which required qualitative explanations, and I did not give elaborate answers. I was thinking in another dimension. Mixed signals. There was the v1 v2 question, which i though was quite tough, but I felt I did it right. Well, yes, I did it right. The method was correct. But I forgot the add in a square. Because I forgot to write a small little digit, 2, on the top right hand corner of the value, I got 2 marks deducted for nothing. For nothing. Which made me wonder, can I EVER be a good pilot? Perhaps not. Imagine if I were to pilot an A380, carrying a full payload of >500 passengers. Imagine, then, if I carelessly calculated the take-off weight wrongly. OMG. Air crash. Forgetting the square the value for physics test has resulted in 2 meagre marks being deucted. So what? But if pilots add some numbers wrongly, it will result in death. Death.
Today I sat on the top deck of the SBS bus on my way home. I felt in control, being in front of the entire bus. I felt like a captain of a vessel. I felt good, but when I thought about my mistakes, I realised, that perhaps, this dream of mine will never come true.
In 2 weeks time I will be returning to RI for a day to receive some small prizes. But now, looking at my results during the 5 months in JC, I feel disgraced. I wonder if I deserve any prize at all. I wonder if I will screw up my A levels, and then ruin my life ahead. I wonder if my presence there will disgrace fellow prize winners like Yeong Li Qian or Tan Juanhe. Oh man. I feel like **** now.
When I talked to my dad about careers, I asked him which job would fit me? Which job would enable me to truly make a difference? I dun want a job in an office doing financial stuff where you turn up looking as normal as 1.5 million others, wearing a tie and black pants and one colour long sleeved shirts and leather shoes, and then working rom 9-6. I dun want an ordinary job( although it may be important).
I know deep in his heart, my dad wants me to continue the work he has built up over the past 20 over years. He does accounts, and I know he wants me to study accounts also. Which I why I respect my dad a lot.He never forces you to do something he knows you dun wanna do. Which is why he respected my decision to do geog instead of econs when I made my decision last year. And I respect him for that.
I once said I will pursue a careers in 4 industries. It still is, and I will tell you why today:
1. Aviation- Do you know why I love planes more than anything? Because I love the sky. I wanna soar through the clouds. The modern jet is a miracle. The wright brothers have invented a miracle machine.
And why do I love commercial jets more than fighter jets? Because I hate violence. I hate war. I hate noise coming from shootings. And I will never be able to pilot a plane to drop bombs over others. Can you imagine how the pilot, Colonel Paul Tibberts, of the B-29, Enolga Gay, which dropped Little Boy over Hiroshima, must have felt at that time?
So why then do I love commercial jets carryong so many passengers? Because every single one of the passengers are on that plane for a reason. Some are returning home to see their families after years of studying abroad. Some are departing their home countries to seek a better life in a foreign country. Some are rushing home from overseas to see their dying father for the last time? Some are doctors rushing to another country to perform an emergency surgery for a dying patient. Some are patients going overseas to seek medical help from renowned doctors. Some are just returning home after a nice vacation. Some are businessmen rushing overseas to meet an important client whose signature on a dotted line would determine bankrupcy or prosperity. Without the plane, these people would never have the chance to all that. They would never been able to travel so easily and so purposefully.
Which is exactly why I wanna pilot the plane will be take people to places they want to be. And I wanna walk in the airport in the pilot uniform, with the dark coat and hat, looking cool and all.
"Singapore Changi airport Control tower, SQ 030 B777, requesting for landing, runway 02L."
"Permission to land, runway 02L, wind conditions 20km/h northeast."
"Roger. Landing. SQ030 landing runway 02L"
"I have control."
"Minimum"
"100"
"50"
"30"
"20"
"10"
"Landed"
2. Law- Have you ever seen people being seriously bullied for something they did not do? I am not talking about school bullying. Those are trivial and unimportant. I am talking about people who suffer injustice in society, people are suffer because they are bullied. I want to represent these people. Which is why, if I ever become a lawyer, I want to specialise in ligitation. I want to free the innocent. Ok, this sounds good, but is it really possible? Non. Nan des. No way. Bu ke nen. In law, cheating lawyers are as common as nitrogen molecules in air. And they stink. They cheat to win big bucks for their bald fat executive clients who pay them by the hour. And I wanna fight these useless lawyers and their faggot clients. How I wish I could be the prosecutor doing the TT Durai case. I am gonna serve some real justice. And I wanna walk out of the supreme court, with my client beside me, in a nice black suit and neat tie, announcing to the media that the innocent has been acquitted, and that justice have been served. How nice.
3. Academics- If I ever come a lecturer, I wanna be an outstanding one teaching geography. And I want to specialise in vulcanology and seismology. This is because I want to save lives. Nevado del Ruiz, Columbia. At around 9pm on November 13, 1985, the great volcano erupted, engulfing the nearby city of Armero with its powerful mudflows. 23000 people were buried alive. Only a few weeks earlier, scientists predicted the eruption of the volcano. somehow the report was shelved. Yet a simple evacuation could have saved thousands. On the ruins of Armero, volcanologists vowed "never again". I want to be part of the team that will study such hazards and save people from grave peril.
4. Public service- I want to serve the country and its people. Ok, maybe this job doesnt look as glamerous, but it is an important one.
So how? If I cant even pass the A levels, I can forget all about it all.
P.S. This is, I think, the first time I used vulgarities in my blog.
"We'll carry on." Note the hard work the video maker has put into making this video, it looks as though the lions were singing. Thanks to DrewTheWolf from YouTube.
Monday, May 14, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Summary of the week
I havent blogged about political issues for a loooong time already. I realised the need to shut myself up sometimes to prevent unnecessary nonsense. For instance, I dun want to piss off anyone from the top.
So, I shall sum up my very very busy week in a few paragraphs. Quite interesting, though tiring.
Monday- sian.
Tuesday- Had debates. Motion: This house believes in the legal recognition of same sex marriages. I was first speaker for propo. Results not out yet. Super funny debate. Sam Soh (from opp):" Homosexuality is a mental illness" Parvati (whispering in my ear):" He's sick lah."
Wednesday- Geog test. Evonna and I were discussing and trying to predict questions in the morning at the lodge. Everyone thought I was crazy when I explained the negative impacts that Royal Dutch sheel brought to the Niger Delta.
After the test, I was surrounded by Yong Jing and the rest of the 6Q guys in the toilet for spamming my essay. Not that I wrote a lot. Anyway they threatened to cui (whack) me if I ever spammed my geog essays again. lol. Was quite scared though. Couldn't pee though i wanted to. Friendly intimidation is still intimidation.
After lunch, IHC bridge. Yu Jun and I were quite emo-ed, but still managed to play quite well lah. Give us some credit lah! Sure we got lucky, but hey man, can you feel for two young men who were unlucky for the past few weeks in other aspects of life? So, in the end, HH clinched first, BB 3rd. YJHC got indv 2nd though. Something to cheer up two ragged souls.
Thursday- Physics test. Lets wait for the results before I continue.
Friday- GP essay. Math retest (stop suanning). Did something stupid after school. Dance nite. Quite nice lah, though I didnt quite understand the moves. Full marks for the performers though. Effort was there. As a previous performer, you can fell for fellow performers. Great music though. Footloose is seriously good classic stuff.
Sat- UN association of Singapore seminar. what can i say? interesting but i somehow fell asleep? Great insights though.
Now- Blogging.
So, I shall sum up my very very busy week in a few paragraphs. Quite interesting, though tiring.
Monday- sian.
Tuesday- Had debates. Motion: This house believes in the legal recognition of same sex marriages. I was first speaker for propo. Results not out yet. Super funny debate. Sam Soh (from opp):" Homosexuality is a mental illness" Parvati (whispering in my ear):" He's sick lah."
Wednesday- Geog test. Evonna and I were discussing and trying to predict questions in the morning at the lodge. Everyone thought I was crazy when I explained the negative impacts that Royal Dutch sheel brought to the Niger Delta.
After the test, I was surrounded by Yong Jing and the rest of the 6Q guys in the toilet for spamming my essay. Not that I wrote a lot. Anyway they threatened to cui (whack) me if I ever spammed my geog essays again. lol. Was quite scared though. Couldn't pee though i wanted to. Friendly intimidation is still intimidation.
After lunch, IHC bridge. Yu Jun and I were quite emo-ed, but still managed to play quite well lah. Give us some credit lah! Sure we got lucky, but hey man, can you feel for two young men who were unlucky for the past few weeks in other aspects of life? So, in the end, HH clinched first, BB 3rd. YJHC got indv 2nd though. Something to cheer up two ragged souls.
Thursday- Physics test. Lets wait for the results before I continue.
Friday- GP essay. Math retest (stop suanning). Did something stupid after school. Dance nite. Quite nice lah, though I didnt quite understand the moves. Full marks for the performers though. Effort was there. As a previous performer, you can fell for fellow performers. Great music though. Footloose is seriously good classic stuff.
Sat- UN association of Singapore seminar. what can i say? interesting but i somehow fell asleep? Great insights though.
Now- Blogging.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Ok. I shall try blogging with this screwed up blogger. Obviously I have not blogged for 1 week, which is quite long. stupid blogger is seriously screwed.
If my life could turn out my way, I wish it turns out my way. Firstly, I graduate with good results, which gets me into flying school. From flying school, I get promoted to be a first officer, then captain of a nice aircraft like A380 or B777. But I think by that time the B777s will be replaced by B787s.
Then after i retire after something like 10,000 flight hours, I will go into sailing. At this time I should be around 40. Not too old. I will buy a nice sailing vessel and sail around the world, visiting exotic ports. Get some sun, a nice tan, visit beaches (dun think dirty). How nice. Maybe I will go sailing with Zhuang, a 'sort-of' potential skipper of uniquely singapore.
After 5 years of sailing, I shall stop sailing. Sailing too much is bad for health. You drink too much alcohol when you sail. seriously. And you pick up smoking. which was what my grandfather did when he sailed. he smoked and he drank. Beer, rum, whisky, brandy, stout. XO and Johnnie Walker. But never wine. Wine and cocktails and those colourful stuff in fancy glasses are for sissies. Real man drink real stuff.
At 45, I shall enrol into law school. Very nice. I shall specialise in criminal law, open a private firm, earn not too much but I will be happy slamming tables and throwing files around. Need to protect the innocent, ya? Need to blast those rich lawyers who get their juniors and suborbs to write stuff for them, and earn a shit lot for carrying their names. Need to inflict some damage on their fat egos.
After 10 years of praticing law, I shall venture into academics. Get a phD. very nice, being a lecturer. Do research, shape young minds, share my life story. How nice.
Then after all that work, time to rest in peace. Maybe travel the world a bit more before dying. Provided the world still exists. Global warming will kill us all.
If my life could turn out my way, I wish it turns out my way. Firstly, I graduate with good results, which gets me into flying school. From flying school, I get promoted to be a first officer, then captain of a nice aircraft like A380 or B777. But I think by that time the B777s will be replaced by B787s.
Then after i retire after something like 10,000 flight hours, I will go into sailing. At this time I should be around 40. Not too old. I will buy a nice sailing vessel and sail around the world, visiting exotic ports. Get some sun, a nice tan, visit beaches (dun think dirty). How nice. Maybe I will go sailing with Zhuang, a 'sort-of' potential skipper of uniquely singapore.
After 5 years of sailing, I shall stop sailing. Sailing too much is bad for health. You drink too much alcohol when you sail. seriously. And you pick up smoking. which was what my grandfather did when he sailed. he smoked and he drank. Beer, rum, whisky, brandy, stout. XO and Johnnie Walker. But never wine. Wine and cocktails and those colourful stuff in fancy glasses are for sissies. Real man drink real stuff.
At 45, I shall enrol into law school. Very nice. I shall specialise in criminal law, open a private firm, earn not too much but I will be happy slamming tables and throwing files around. Need to protect the innocent, ya? Need to blast those rich lawyers who get their juniors and suborbs to write stuff for them, and earn a shit lot for carrying their names. Need to inflict some damage on their fat egos.
After 10 years of praticing law, I shall venture into academics. Get a phD. very nice, being a lecturer. Do research, shape young minds, share my life story. How nice.
Then after all that work, time to rest in peace. Maybe travel the world a bit more before dying. Provided the world still exists. Global warming will kill us all.
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
Things that will make me happy :)
1. Man Utd going through to Champs League Finals after beating Milan on thursday.
2. Man Utd beats man city this weekend, Chelsea loses to Arsenal at the same time.
3. Man Utd beats Chelsea at the new Wenbley on the FA Cup Finals.
4. No tests. Or maybe passing with flying colours. Hehe, fat hope lah.
5. A nice long holiday to somewhere faraway. I want to sail, scale mountains, hike, bike, and fly.
6. Having a drink with friends.
7. Having a day to slack. Make that a week. No no a year.
8. Having lots and lots and lots of money.
9. Finding a bottle that will release a genie who grants me wishes when I open it.
10. A nice meal.
2. Man Utd beats man city this weekend, Chelsea loses to Arsenal at the same time.
3. Man Utd beats Chelsea at the new Wenbley on the FA Cup Finals.
4. No tests. Or maybe passing with flying colours. Hehe, fat hope lah.
5. A nice long holiday to somewhere faraway. I want to sail, scale mountains, hike, bike, and fly.
6. Having a drink with friends.
7. Having a day to slack. Make that a week. No no a year.
8. Having lots and lots and lots of money.
9. Finding a bottle that will release a genie who grants me wishes when I open it.
10. A nice meal.
Friday, April 27, 2007
ahhhhh...
My MSN nick now is ahhhh. sorry i just checked. it's not ahhhh. its ahhhhh. Count the no. of hs. Ok sorry I'm lame. Must be the chem lecturer spreading the infection of lameness.
Anyway, why ahhhhh?
1. ah can mean I understand, as in, nodding my head and saying ah.
2. ah can mean I am super sick and frustrated with this world, and I need to scream!
3. ah can mean relieve. As in ah after drinking a super nice cup of hot honey.
I think the women in my family are a bit siao. Crazy. Last night I went with my parents to NTUC and my mum was super slow as usual. I wonder how my dad can stand her. I share the same policy as my dad, which is, pick and go. But my mum, she's crazy. When buying light bulbs she spent 15 min choosing, and in the end my dad came and decided in 1 min. And I just stoned there with the cart.
Then we went over to buy some towels (all inside one gigantic NTUC). My mum spent another 5 min choosing 3 towels that cost $1 each. She had to examine that every individual thread of the towel must be intact. Then in the end my dad came over and pointed out there's an offer and another brand of towels cost $1.60 for 3. So my mum spent another 5 min putting back her original 3 towels and chose another 3 towels. And I just stoned there with the cart.
And my sis and my mum are crazy. This morning after breakfast they were arguing about my sis coming home late last night at 2.30 and not calling back to tell my mum, argue argue so much for so long, then my mum say that recently some girls were raped and those kinda news which she memorises from reading too much New Paper and the Chinese tabloids, then my sis was like "....", each dot representing some profound female language. Then now, after the argument came to no conclusion because i am pretty sure my sister will come home after 12 next friday, they suddenly became best friends again and now they are looking at my sister's clothes and talking about going shopping on labour day. I am like what the hell. What kind of diplomacy textbook do you use man? Should seriously recommend to Bush and the Iranian president and Kim Jung Il.
Anyway, why ahhhhh?
1. ah can mean I understand, as in, nodding my head and saying ah.
2. ah can mean I am super sick and frustrated with this world, and I need to scream!
3. ah can mean relieve. As in ah after drinking a super nice cup of hot honey.
I think the women in my family are a bit siao. Crazy. Last night I went with my parents to NTUC and my mum was super slow as usual. I wonder how my dad can stand her. I share the same policy as my dad, which is, pick and go. But my mum, she's crazy. When buying light bulbs she spent 15 min choosing, and in the end my dad came and decided in 1 min. And I just stoned there with the cart.
Then we went over to buy some towels (all inside one gigantic NTUC). My mum spent another 5 min choosing 3 towels that cost $1 each. She had to examine that every individual thread of the towel must be intact. Then in the end my dad came over and pointed out there's an offer and another brand of towels cost $1.60 for 3. So my mum spent another 5 min putting back her original 3 towels and chose another 3 towels. And I just stoned there with the cart.
And my sis and my mum are crazy. This morning after breakfast they were arguing about my sis coming home late last night at 2.30 and not calling back to tell my mum, argue argue so much for so long, then my mum say that recently some girls were raped and those kinda news which she memorises from reading too much New Paper and the Chinese tabloids, then my sis was like "....", each dot representing some profound female language. Then now, after the argument came to no conclusion because i am pretty sure my sister will come home after 12 next friday, they suddenly became best friends again and now they are looking at my sister's clothes and talking about going shopping on labour day. I am like what the hell. What kind of diplomacy textbook do you use man? Should seriously recommend to Bush and the Iranian president and Kim Jung Il.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
3-2 Wayne Rooney Manchester United vs AC Milan 24/04/07
OMG. Look at that. Look at that. Ole ole ole. Oh ya babe!
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Really random.
I am sick. Physically. My body feels weak. Super weak.
Just realised that SIA captains, probably one of the most underpaid pilots flying around, earn up to $327,865 a year for a B777 and $350,635 for a A340. Damn. And they get to travel for free. And flirt with the flight attendants. Damn.
I think I am stupid. Very stupid. A bloody fool. A complete idiot.
Kremlin announced that former Russian President Boris Yeltsin has died.
Man Utd Milan in 7 hours. Better win. Treble season AGAIN.
PFA Premier League team of the year: CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?
Van der Sar (MU), Gary Neville (MU), Nemanja Vidic (MU), Rio Ferdinand (MU), Patrice Evra (MU), Ryan Giggs (MU), Paul Scholes (MU), Cristiano Ronaldo (MU), Gerrard (LIV), Drogba (CHE), Berbatov (Spurs).
8/11 players from MU. Imba.
Just realised that SIA captains, probably one of the most underpaid pilots flying around, earn up to $327,865 a year for a B777 and $350,635 for a A340. Damn. And they get to travel for free. And flirt with the flight attendants. Damn.
I think I am stupid. Very stupid. A bloody fool. A complete idiot.
Kremlin announced that former Russian President Boris Yeltsin has died.
Man Utd Milan in 7 hours. Better win. Treble season AGAIN.
PFA Premier League team of the year: CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?
Van der Sar (MU), Gary Neville (MU), Nemanja Vidic (MU), Rio Ferdinand (MU), Patrice Evra (MU), Ryan Giggs (MU), Paul Scholes (MU), Cristiano Ronaldo (MU), Gerrard (LIV), Drogba (CHE), Berbatov (Spurs).
8/11 players from MU. Imba.
Monday, April 23, 2007
Photos. We all love them.
Decided to post some photos today. Today BB won i chess and weiqi. I played for BB yea! Though i was quite noob lah. My skills were all rusty since I last layed i chess 1.5 years ago, in the USA. Won 3 lost 2 today. My play was far too aggressive, resulting in a loss due to counter attack by my opponents or a so called 'raping' of my opponents. Must not neglect my defence next time.
Anyway, some photos for you to enjoy. Shot with a Canon A400 PowerShot. ISO 400 max, no image stabiliser, no tripod, optical zoom only 2.2x, thus requiring plenty of skill and craft from the photographer himself.
Anyway, some photos for you to enjoy. Shot with a Canon A400 PowerShot. ISO 400 max, no image stabiliser, no tripod, optical zoom only 2.2x, thus requiring plenty of skill and craft from the photographer himself.
Lorong How Sun, S'pore: My neighbour doing his routine skateboard jumps.
Wan Chai, Hong Kong: Overlooking the entire stretch of Kowloon Island over at the other bank.
San Diego, USA: Geography rocks. It's when you travel and experience the world then you realise the beauty of this Earth and you start to appreciate the marvels of nature.
San Diego, CA, USA: It's only when the giant swash crashes onto the breakwater when you realise the serenity of the distant ocean. The Pacific rests for the night.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
A special day
2 years ago, my grandmother passed away on 19/4.
I should not be sad because my ah ma has indeed led a very meaningful life. As principal of Zhong Hua Girls High School back in the 70s/80s, she helped shape the characters of many. She was firm when it came to school matters, and it was her strong will that allowed her to fight the widespread communist situation back then, as most of the Chinese schools were the local base for spreading this warped ideology. She was almost had the communist leaders splash acid on her face before, but she held on to her beliefs and never weakened in the face of adversity. She was very well-respected by her colleagues and students. Decades after retiring as principal, the students and teachers, with grey hair, still come regularly to visit her. During the funeral, it was the alumni of the school that sang the departing songs. It was then that my heart cried. It was then that my father cried. He broke down. I have never seen him cry before. Not once. But on that day, the tears just came out. It poured out.
Walking around my house, one would easily identify the numeral accolades and medals and tokens of appreciation that my ah ma has received. One picture shows her shaking hands with Yusof bin Ishak. Another, with Benjamin Sheares. Many certificates, signed by Wong Kan Seng and Teo Chee Hean and Lee Kuan Yew.
I should not be sad because my ah ma passed away in the most peaceful way possible. She departed this world in her sleep, in her home. She did not suffer, she did not struggle. She died of old age.
But I will be sad. Sad because maybe I took her for granted when she was alive. As I grew older and got more tied-down by work commitments, I spent less time talking to my ah ma, despite the fact that her room was just beside mine. In the past it was hours in her room, asking her questions and bothering her with pranks and childish acts. Then it was 40 mins. Then 20 mins. Then it was just a greeting "I have reached home", a response to her question, which was," have you eaten?"and I would say, "Yes."
The day that she passed away, I had 3 tests in school. Normal class tests. I did very well.
The next day, 20th April 2005, it was RICO's SYF. and I would never be able to repeat my performance ever again. It was my best performance ever.
In school, I appear cheery and live seems to go on as normal. But at night, in my dreams, a wise, gracious figure approaches me and tells me to be a good person, to do the right thing and to appreciate and love the people around you.
I should not be sad because my ah ma has indeed led a very meaningful life. As principal of Zhong Hua Girls High School back in the 70s/80s, she helped shape the characters of many. She was firm when it came to school matters, and it was her strong will that allowed her to fight the widespread communist situation back then, as most of the Chinese schools were the local base for spreading this warped ideology. She was almost had the communist leaders splash acid on her face before, but she held on to her beliefs and never weakened in the face of adversity. She was very well-respected by her colleagues and students. Decades after retiring as principal, the students and teachers, with grey hair, still come regularly to visit her. During the funeral, it was the alumni of the school that sang the departing songs. It was then that my heart cried. It was then that my father cried. He broke down. I have never seen him cry before. Not once. But on that day, the tears just came out. It poured out.
Walking around my house, one would easily identify the numeral accolades and medals and tokens of appreciation that my ah ma has received. One picture shows her shaking hands with Yusof bin Ishak. Another, with Benjamin Sheares. Many certificates, signed by Wong Kan Seng and Teo Chee Hean and Lee Kuan Yew.
I should not be sad because my ah ma passed away in the most peaceful way possible. She departed this world in her sleep, in her home. She did not suffer, she did not struggle. She died of old age.
But I will be sad. Sad because maybe I took her for granted when she was alive. As I grew older and got more tied-down by work commitments, I spent less time talking to my ah ma, despite the fact that her room was just beside mine. In the past it was hours in her room, asking her questions and bothering her with pranks and childish acts. Then it was 40 mins. Then 20 mins. Then it was just a greeting "I have reached home", a response to her question, which was," have you eaten?"and I would say, "Yes."
The day that she passed away, I had 3 tests in school. Normal class tests. I did very well.
The next day, 20th April 2005, it was RICO's SYF. and I would never be able to repeat my performance ever again. It was my best performance ever.
In school, I appear cheery and live seems to go on as normal. But at night, in my dreams, a wise, gracious figure approaches me and tells me to be a good person, to do the right thing and to appreciate and love the people around you.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
One of my passions - Aviation
Why do I love planes?
I really don't know. I love commercial planes. Just love them. and airports too.
I really don't know. I love commercial planes. Just love them. and airports too.
SIA Boeing 747-400 taking-off at Changi Airport. With the arrival of the Airbus 380-800s, SIA may slowly retire their fleet of 747s (Megatops). The 747-400s have served the airline for many decades, and it will surely be missed.
One of the most amazing airports on Earth, in the Caribbean. The runway is just metres away from the beach, so if you're standing on the beach, you better protect your ears! The Princess Juliana International airport serves the island Saint Maarten in Netherlands Antilles. Seen above is a magnificient Air France 747-200 (coming from Paris Charles de Gualle) about to land.
Seen here is a beauty of the new fleet of Boeing 777-300 ERs (extended range) of SIA, this one is just taking off from the snowy Zurich airport on its way back to Singapore Changi Airport. The B777s are my favourite plane around, and SIA is the largest operator of 777s in the world. What's so amazing about the triple 7s? Well, back in the 1980s, Boeing needed a new plane to fit between the long-range 747 and the short-range 767s/757s to cater to middle-haul/regional flights. So the engineers used a computer system to entirely design the 777. Using a computer system to design such a complex machine, truly amazing.
A breathtaking shot of a KLM Royal Dutch B747-400 landing in St Maartens again, from another angle.
All photos are taken from jetphotos.net
Sunday, April 15, 2007
I've got a feeling this is the time
I 've got a feeling that this is the time. A surge of happiness crept around me, slowly but definitely showing its effects. The smile just wouldn't disappear now. It came from my heart, out of nowhere, slowly engulfing me from within. Ecstasy. Pure jubilation. Sheer joy.
It appeared suddenly, but I should have known it was coming for months now. The signs were there, evidently in place. I should have known. I should have read the signs earlier, but I am just equally pleased that I know it now. I wasn't that sure in the past, but now I know. For sure.
So this is happiness. It's overwhelming me.
It has been more than a simple love affair. More than an infatuation. It has been a romance.
Man Utd bet Watford 4-1 this morning. The treble might be just come to us again. This is the time when all United fans will unite and pray, in perhaps a hundred different languages, that the Premiership title returns to Old Trafford, after a two-year abduction. That the FA Cup is lifted by dear old Gary in the Wembley Stadium after defeating the Blues. And finally, in Greece, a victory to assure us of our place in the history of European football.
Rooney has regained his magical touch.
Ronaldo has just signed a contract extension.
Neville and O'Shea are coming back for us.
Solskjaer. Magic.
Scholes and Carrick has been fantastic; their differences subtle, their chemistry perfect.
Giggs. What a legend, orchestrating the attacks. Just look at what he against the Italians.
Park Ji Sung, the unsung hero.
Smith, proving his worth after 17 months of absence.
Evra, Brown and Heinze, anchoring the defence.
Van der Sar, the jolly green giant.
Fletcher, Scotland's pride.
Richardson, England's future.
The smile just wouldn't go.
It appeared suddenly, but I should have known it was coming for months now. The signs were there, evidently in place. I should have known. I should have read the signs earlier, but I am just equally pleased that I know it now. I wasn't that sure in the past, but now I know. For sure.
So this is happiness. It's overwhelming me.
It has been more than a simple love affair. More than an infatuation. It has been a romance.
Man Utd bet Watford 4-1 this morning. The treble might be just come to us again. This is the time when all United fans will unite and pray, in perhaps a hundred different languages, that the Premiership title returns to Old Trafford, after a two-year abduction. That the FA Cup is lifted by dear old Gary in the Wembley Stadium after defeating the Blues. And finally, in Greece, a victory to assure us of our place in the history of European football.
Rooney has regained his magical touch.
Ronaldo has just signed a contract extension.
Neville and O'Shea are coming back for us.
Solskjaer. Magic.
Scholes and Carrick has been fantastic; their differences subtle, their chemistry perfect.
Giggs. What a legend, orchestrating the attacks. Just look at what he against the Italians.
Park Ji Sung, the unsung hero.
Smith, proving his worth after 17 months of absence.
Evra, Brown and Heinze, anchoring the defence.
Van der Sar, the jolly green giant.
Fletcher, Scotland's pride.
Richardson, England's future.
The smile just wouldn't go.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
ISSUE XIIII: Ministerial Pay Rise
Veritas Post is sorry for not being able to offer comments on this SENSITIVE issue.
After all, anything that we report will not matter. Anything that the people say will not, in any way, influence the top-down DEMOCRATIC process anyway. What's the point of having a discussion? Like it or not, we can't do a s___ to change things. And that's the fact.
You don't want a casino but can you stop it from being built? You don't want tax to be increased but can you do a s___? Come on lah, even MPs can't do that, what do you think you can achieve?
Ah, so you write a letter to a PARTICULAR forum in a PARTICULAR newspaper and you think you belong in a DEMOCRATIC process. You feel powerful. You feel active. So what?
After all that discussion, all it takes is a 2 hour speech and you can be assured that all matters are WRAPPED UP. SETTLED. CONFIRMED. So if you miss all the parliamentary debates, don;t worry. I can sum it up for you in one sentence:
Minsters' salary up again, after intense debates produced no evident results in influencing initial decisions.
In fact, I can sum it up further:
INITIAL DECISION= FINAL DECISION.
Remember, you can't do a s___.
After all, anything that we report will not matter. Anything that the people say will not, in any way, influence the top-down DEMOCRATIC process anyway. What's the point of having a discussion? Like it or not, we can't do a s___ to change things. And that's the fact.
You don't want a casino but can you stop it from being built? You don't want tax to be increased but can you do a s___? Come on lah, even MPs can't do that, what do you think you can achieve?
Ah, so you write a letter to a PARTICULAR forum in a PARTICULAR newspaper and you think you belong in a DEMOCRATIC process. You feel powerful. You feel active. So what?
After all that discussion, all it takes is a 2 hour speech and you can be assured that all matters are WRAPPED UP. SETTLED. CONFIRMED. So if you miss all the parliamentary debates, don;t worry. I can sum it up for you in one sentence:
Minsters' salary up again, after intense debates produced no evident results in influencing initial decisions.
In fact, I can sum it up further:
INITIAL DECISION= FINAL DECISION.
Remember, you can't do a s___.
Life's getting ... but wait... Summer's coming!!!
Sigh...
Sometimes I really hope time would slow down, sometimes I hope time would quicken its pace. I need time, I really need some time now. I have so many unread artcles, unread books, unread magazines.
Yet at the same time, I want school to end. Not looking forward to end of years, but rather looking forward to NS days and uni days and working days... Well, not exactly working days. Many people say I should treasure JC life more. More than the extent which I am treasuring it now. I am not exactly treasuring what I have now. Really.
For the past four years I woke up with a 'just another day attitude'. I went to school thinking that i was just another day. Another day of meeting people in white. Another day of sitting there in an air-conned classroom listening and writing and reading and stoning. Another day of projects and group assignments and graded essays and tests and '15 min 10 mark' quizzes and talking cock with friends.
Now that I have graduated from that place I called 2nd home for 4 years, I miss it. I miss HCL lessons. Honestly. I miss the times when Ms Yong actually suanned me and lixing. We suffered the most suans. I miss the times when Dr 'TC' Chionh scolds me for talking in class. And the times in the morning when we speculate if a certain personality would be ponning flag-raising. I miss walking down the fat corridor between senior block and the admin block when going to the stinkest toilet in the entire world. I miss the freedom to strip in class, on the 6th floor. I miss the CTs. Even the CTs. Yes. Even the CTs.
So maybe I should treasure my JC life more. No longer waking up with the 'another mundane day' attitude. No longer going to school for the sake of going to school attitude.
Anyway, looking forward to a few dates. Dates as in dates on the calendar, not dates as in the romantic ones.
1. 1st May- Spiderman 3. Venom and sandman appears. Spidey battles his darker side.
2. MAY 24TH- PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: AT WORLD'S END.
3. 31st May- Shrek 3. Can't wait for eddie murphy and mike myers to strut their stuff.
4. June 14- Fantastic 4. Jessica Alba!!!
5. June 28- Die Hard 4.o. John McCane. Bald.
6. July 21st- Harry Potter 7. The book. Not the movie.
Other big stuff: Harry Potter 5 (movie), Simpsons movie...
Now you know why I want time to pass quickly.
Sometimes I really hope time would slow down, sometimes I hope time would quicken its pace. I need time, I really need some time now. I have so many unread artcles, unread books, unread magazines.
Yet at the same time, I want school to end. Not looking forward to end of years, but rather looking forward to NS days and uni days and working days... Well, not exactly working days. Many people say I should treasure JC life more. More than the extent which I am treasuring it now. I am not exactly treasuring what I have now. Really.
For the past four years I woke up with a 'just another day attitude'. I went to school thinking that i was just another day. Another day of meeting people in white. Another day of sitting there in an air-conned classroom listening and writing and reading and stoning. Another day of projects and group assignments and graded essays and tests and '15 min 10 mark' quizzes and talking cock with friends.
Now that I have graduated from that place I called 2nd home for 4 years, I miss it. I miss HCL lessons. Honestly. I miss the times when Ms Yong actually suanned me and lixing. We suffered the most suans. I miss the times when Dr 'TC' Chionh scolds me for talking in class. And the times in the morning when we speculate if a certain personality would be ponning flag-raising. I miss walking down the fat corridor between senior block and the admin block when going to the stinkest toilet in the entire world. I miss the freedom to strip in class, on the 6th floor. I miss the CTs. Even the CTs. Yes. Even the CTs.
So maybe I should treasure my JC life more. No longer waking up with the 'another mundane day' attitude. No longer going to school for the sake of going to school attitude.
Anyway, looking forward to a few dates. Dates as in dates on the calendar, not dates as in the romantic ones.
1. 1st May- Spiderman 3. Venom and sandman appears. Spidey battles his darker side.
2. MAY 24TH- PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: AT WORLD'S END.
3. 31st May- Shrek 3. Can't wait for eddie murphy and mike myers to strut their stuff.
4. June 14- Fantastic 4. Jessica Alba!!!
5. June 28- Die Hard 4.o. John McCane. Bald.
6. July 21st- Harry Potter 7. The book. Not the movie.
Other big stuff: Harry Potter 5 (movie), Simpsons movie...
Now you know why I want time to pass quickly.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
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