YoYoYo,
People, finally i'm back blogging again :D
Lol, this must be the ten thousandth time i'm saying this, but i'm going to say it anyway "doubt anyone is reading this"
Heezzz Jus uploaded a couple of pictures taken of my kakees in ADSS!! Great pals who run with me, play table tennis, eat lunch, drink coffee and lots more stuff to come!! The ice cream picture was taken today when i took MC from school. They have very kindly sent me the picture so that i wont feel so left out :p Darn. I want my ice cream too!!!
was a good day today. Slept at home for half a day then went to meet a long lost fren from JC.. Funny how after all this time, we still have things to talk about. Talked about mutual friends, our lives now, the world.. Pretty depressing stuff, but still, i'm glad i'm slowly finding my friends back :)
Ever wondered how one's values actually changes as one grows older? Many things become dispensible, your sense of right and wrong actually changes.. no longer is it black or white, love or hate. There comes a time when you realise there is a wide spectrum between the two extremes, and you're always hanging there, in the middle.
Rather, you start to tell urself doing certain things isn't as bad as it seems. Reasoning it, giving urself excuses to go ahead to do it... Trying very hard not to be the bad person that you know very well u are.
I guess i'm not making sense to anyone out there :p
Later Peeps.
WR
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Whoever that did that research which concluded that there ought to be no corporal punishment on students, obviously did not try to teach English to a bunch of 40 NT students. For those of you who have yet heard, I took up a relief teaching job at one secondary school. It has successfully confirmed that I was in delusion all these while. All the "teaching - changing lives", etc etc...
Being a teacher, you are forced to be nasty to the kids. Otherwise, they'll be pushing you over. Even when you want to punish them, they dun give a damn about you. "You, why are you walking around without permission! Stand at the corner" "Cher, why? Dunwan la, dunwan la, dun la cher" is a typical exchange between my students and I in class.
Teaching English has only added to the difficulty in maintaining discipline and image in front of the students. Being a relief teacher, i was merely told of the components of a NT paper and provided with some assessments to refer to. What to teach, how to go about it, was entirely up to me. My colleague who was there for the 1 month exp before entering NIE commented that "You are more like a full time teacher than those who are here for practicum." Hence, the lack of training and direction, I chose to let them practice on their assessment books. Which proved a disaster as they chit chat away in my lesson, sleep, walk around. I guess they only time when they are in complete silence is when my principal walk pass the class.
By the third day, i sent the whole class marching down to the general office. They din do much, but i guess it was time to tell them that i mean business. Even though on the way down, i have several students pleading with me not to go down, when they were downstairs, the same students were cracking jokes as i talked to them. I think give them a few more times downstairs, they'll walk out of the school right in front of me..
It has been a tough week, thinking of how to outwit them/ tamed/ gain their respect. But it is easier said than done. It is so bad that i'm beginning to question myself, how have i conducted myself to receive such treatment from the students. Except letting them do worksheets, i don't have much idea of what to do. Neither do they listen when i go through the worksheets..
With all that said and done, i guess some of them are still nice albeit mischievious. Like one of the most notorious kid in my class, he actually tried doing my work even though it was with much help from me. He still creates a din in class, make some noise, does funny things but i am still able to tolerate it. A few others who are touched by my gesture of providing them with fullscape paper.
And of cos, my sec 1 NT class. Initially they were so noisy, but somehow during mid-week, they started listening to me. That was quite a lovely experience.
1 eventful week which has ended with loads of marking and papers to prepare. Kind of looking forward to what can i do next week with them.. At the same time, having the pressure of stepping into that notorious class again.. The contradictions in life..
WR
Being a teacher, you are forced to be nasty to the kids. Otherwise, they'll be pushing you over. Even when you want to punish them, they dun give a damn about you. "You, why are you walking around without permission! Stand at the corner" "Cher, why? Dunwan la, dunwan la, dun la cher" is a typical exchange between my students and I in class.
Teaching English has only added to the difficulty in maintaining discipline and image in front of the students. Being a relief teacher, i was merely told of the components of a NT paper and provided with some assessments to refer to. What to teach, how to go about it, was entirely up to me. My colleague who was there for the 1 month exp before entering NIE commented that "You are more like a full time teacher than those who are here for practicum." Hence, the lack of training and direction, I chose to let them practice on their assessment books. Which proved a disaster as they chit chat away in my lesson, sleep, walk around. I guess they only time when they are in complete silence is when my principal walk pass the class.
By the third day, i sent the whole class marching down to the general office. They din do much, but i guess it was time to tell them that i mean business. Even though on the way down, i have several students pleading with me not to go down, when they were downstairs, the same students were cracking jokes as i talked to them. I think give them a few more times downstairs, they'll walk out of the school right in front of me..
It has been a tough week, thinking of how to outwit them/ tamed/ gain their respect. But it is easier said than done. It is so bad that i'm beginning to question myself, how have i conducted myself to receive such treatment from the students. Except letting them do worksheets, i don't have much idea of what to do. Neither do they listen when i go through the worksheets..
With all that said and done, i guess some of them are still nice albeit mischievious. Like one of the most notorious kid in my class, he actually tried doing my work even though it was with much help from me. He still creates a din in class, make some noise, does funny things but i am still able to tolerate it. A few others who are touched by my gesture of providing them with fullscape paper.
And of cos, my sec 1 NT class. Initially they were so noisy, but somehow during mid-week, they started listening to me. That was quite a lovely experience.
1 eventful week which has ended with loads of marking and papers to prepare. Kind of looking forward to what can i do next week with them.. At the same time, having the pressure of stepping into that notorious class again.. The contradictions in life..
WR
Sunday, June 11, 2006
so many things happened since sch ended but i really din feel like sitting in front of the comp and listing them down.. Partly because i dun have the patience and also because i noe not many people are interested. :p hahaz I guess i still prefer to whine by talking face to face instead of through blogs... Good old traditional me. ;p
Well first and foremost, i was hired and fired within a span of three weeks. All i can say is that admin job hates me, my supervisors too.. Being meticulous is something i'll never be acquainted with.. Not even slightly. and from the comments of my guy friends - i need to go army to learn how to lobo (Act busy). My supervisors felt that i was stressing them out because i kept asking them for work to do.. So many things happened there that i don't wanna spend my time typing them here... Just hate a job which has a supervisor treating you as machine or a non-living thing by not even acknowledging your existence outside of the cubicle; always telling me that they're too busy to give me something to do; giving vague instructions...
I'm at fault too lah sometimes. But i still maintain that my biggest mistake is not knowing how to look busy. Darn..
Yeap, even though i was sacked, i had a superb weekend.. Went to venn's chalet on friday night.. Took so many silly photographs, saw so many ex-sn girls whom i've lost contact with and got to know venn's friends who were pretty entertaining.. din sleep much thou cos i was made to sleep in between to beds which were joined together.. Woke up bright and early to eat breakfast and lost money at the mj table to venn's friend.
ahhaha Den my busy saturday began.. Met my lil aunt for lunch and manicure.. afterwards i went for my dance class and then i met chinwan & shannon to go junhong's house for overnight mj session..
And i lost all my chips and had deficit summore at the end of that session... Lucky jh told us to take the money and take cab home :p anyhow qt paiseh for not paying him.. guess will have to treat him a meal someday.
And aft that mj session, i came back ys bk to eat breakfast with my yj friendS!!!! hahahaha just talk crap in bk as usual... a lot of catching up and more army stuff but it was good to finally meet up :D
So now i highly deprived of sleep and almost going to KO...
Till i wake up...
ciaoz
Well first and foremost, i was hired and fired within a span of three weeks. All i can say is that admin job hates me, my supervisors too.. Being meticulous is something i'll never be acquainted with.. Not even slightly. and from the comments of my guy friends - i need to go army to learn how to lobo (Act busy). My supervisors felt that i was stressing them out because i kept asking them for work to do.. So many things happened there that i don't wanna spend my time typing them here... Just hate a job which has a supervisor treating you as machine or a non-living thing by not even acknowledging your existence outside of the cubicle; always telling me that they're too busy to give me something to do; giving vague instructions...
I'm at fault too lah sometimes. But i still maintain that my biggest mistake is not knowing how to look busy. Darn..
Yeap, even though i was sacked, i had a superb weekend.. Went to venn's chalet on friday night.. Took so many silly photographs, saw so many ex-sn girls whom i've lost contact with and got to know venn's friends who were pretty entertaining.. din sleep much thou cos i was made to sleep in between to beds which were joined together.. Woke up bright and early to eat breakfast and lost money at the mj table to venn's friend.
ahhaha Den my busy saturday began.. Met my lil aunt for lunch and manicure.. afterwards i went for my dance class and then i met chinwan & shannon to go junhong's house for overnight mj session..
And i lost all my chips and had deficit summore at the end of that session... Lucky jh told us to take the money and take cab home :p anyhow qt paiseh for not paying him.. guess will have to treat him a meal someday.
And aft that mj session, i came back ys bk to eat breakfast with my yj friendS!!!! hahahaha just talk crap in bk as usual... a lot of catching up and more army stuff but it was good to finally meet up :D
So now i highly deprived of sleep and almost going to KO...
Till i wake up...
ciaoz
Saturday, May 06, 2006
When they say the MPs represent us in the Parliament, they are suppose to speak for us. Yawning Bread actually counted the average number of times our dear PAP MPs spoke up and those by the Opposition MPs.
Perhaps the number of times they spoke cannot be conclusive, but it is indicative of their sincerity at serving us...
Do take the time to read the link..
Regards,
WR
Perhaps the number of times they spoke cannot be conclusive, but it is indicative of their sincerity at serving us...
Do take the time to read the link..
Regards,
WR
Thursday, May 04, 2006
paptalk.blogspot
Yawning Bread
Mr Wang
Couple of sites which give us a break from Channel News Asia, Straits Times and any SPH coverage...
No one can be neutral in politics, either you agree or you disagree. But they never said you cannot agree with some and disagree with others. At the end of the day, you choose the one whom you disagree least... yeah?
Singapore publishers need to wake up and grab these bloggers and make a book.. I'll pay double what i did for Harry Potter!!!
Regards
WR
Yawning Bread
Mr Wang
Couple of sites which give us a break from Channel News Asia, Straits Times and any SPH coverage...
No one can be neutral in politics, either you agree or you disagree. But they never said you cannot agree with some and disagree with others. At the end of the day, you choose the one whom you disagree least... yeah?
Singapore publishers need to wake up and grab these bloggers and make a book.. I'll pay double what i did for Harry Potter!!!
Regards
WR
"I don't care you want to vote for PAP or Opposition Party or yourself, vote is belong to you one. You want to vote the super elite scholar PAP member who backside can come out one new lift for your house, vote him. You want to vote blur fuck opposition who cannot fill form, vote him. You want to vote steady lau cheow opposition like Low and Chiam, vote him. Vote is yours one. It is the only thing in Singapore that can still say is belong to yours one (your HDB flat also not belong to yours one). " Wise words from Rockson
Also if you'd like to watch opposition rallies you may want to visit SGRally
I shan't comment on the Gomerz flop, nor the LUP (life upgrading program), whether it should be free, whether we ought to have it, whether the govt should have made them stop on every floor in the first place, i don't care about the NKF saga part III (elections issue). What i have to share, is a personal experience and thoughts of what transpired after the nomination day. No support for any parties, no playing of politics here, i am not even eligible to vote...
Facts:
Right after the Nomination Day, when it was announced that SDP will contest for the Sembawang GRC, it was the following day when my exams ended. All was normal until i started my ascend up to the 11th floor to the lift lobby (yes, my HDB flat has no upgraded lifts even though for 17 years it was under PAP's care). I notice a bad smell, sort of like vomit mixed with paint. Vomit - i probably can understand, my block people is known for crapping everywhere, from the lifts to the lobby to the staircases. Paint is something i cannot comprehend, because it has been a few years since they repainted the almost brown/greyish interior public walls of the flat. Also, i didn't notice any signs of fresh paint on my floor anyway.
As i emerged at the top of the steps on the 11th floor, i notice something entirely different. The bright reflection from the freshly painted walls nearly blinded me. the brownish/greyish walls were long gone, the white wall stood in stark contrast with the ones just one floor below where i lived (10th floor).
The white ended where the 10th floor began.
There was no sign of vomit. The only explanation i could give was the paint was really old or lousy grade such that it smells like vomit + paint.
In my usual dirty blue lift, which had a continuing theme of greyish/brownish prints from the lobby of yesterday, I was safe from the disgusting smell. I started wondering why have they painted the lobby? ONLY?
Then i dawned on me that the residents of sembawang GRC finally got a chance to vote this time. Albeit i can see no chances for the opposition for this GRC, 4 members in the party cannot bring you very far. But because a chance to vote means the our dear ministers will be walking around the blocks! Oh no, what will they do if they found out the flats look like squatters/ghettos?
I don't know which link in the government had gone wrong and i don't wish to go into a deep analysis of that.
I wouldn't have felt as bad as i do now if they havent JUST PAINTED THE BLOODY LOBBY and conveniently left out the rest of the floors. Just leave the freaking lobby alone and i won't even have second thought about ur policies, i just count myself unlucky.
The very reason they ONLY painted the stupid bloody lobby can only lead us to infer that, they have some kind of flaws to cover up? Either the lower tier execution officers are afraid that the ministers up there find something out, or there is a problem with the policies.
Does that mean that if on the Nomination Day, my GRC was a walkover, i won't even have the lift lobby painted?
I don't mean to bark at such a small issue, but if you can blow gomez saga into an issue concerning integrity and honesty, can i ask my MP to account for what happened here? The very integrity of the system is in question, worse than an issue of the integrity of a person.
We're paying misc fees every month and it only increases. But every morning, afternoon, evening i find crap in my already low grade lift - pee, rubbish, spit, spilled stuff. The character of singaporeans is in question, so is the cleaning system. Complaints have been made but no improvement seen.
An irritating neighbour on the top most floor has been pouring rubbish water down our kitchen window, everytime another neighbour called the police, no one answer the door. She tried to tell the MP, all she got was the secretary taking down the complaints which cost her 25 dollars everytime. Did she ever saw the MP, i'm not sure. Probably did, because for the first time in my life (i'm 21 this year), my dad told me the MP in charged of our estate came to OUR HOUSE to shook his hands. I only wonder if he'd stayed long enough to listen to all these for the 5 s of shaking hands and distributing of pamphlets. Pieces of paper which tells us PAP knows our NRIC numbers and where we live.
ST may be making a big mistake by flashing how PAP ministers can promise up to 280 million while opposition can only fork out 800,000. (in numbers it looks like that: 280 000 000 vs 800 000) It just make those who are thinking wonder, if it is all GOVERNMENT funds, why one party can promise so much while another one is labelled 'empty promise'?
Have we 'progress' to a stage where party = government? I would really love to try understand the complexity of how the funding works once and for all. That is the question and crux, instead of 'will we get our LUP for free?'
Also if you'd like to watch opposition rallies you may want to visit SGRally
I shan't comment on the Gomerz flop, nor the LUP (life upgrading program), whether it should be free, whether we ought to have it, whether the govt should have made them stop on every floor in the first place, i don't care about the NKF saga part III (elections issue). What i have to share, is a personal experience and thoughts of what transpired after the nomination day. No support for any parties, no playing of politics here, i am not even eligible to vote...
Facts:
Right after the Nomination Day, when it was announced that SDP will contest for the Sembawang GRC, it was the following day when my exams ended. All was normal until i started my ascend up to the 11th floor to the lift lobby (yes, my HDB flat has no upgraded lifts even though for 17 years it was under PAP's care). I notice a bad smell, sort of like vomit mixed with paint. Vomit - i probably can understand, my block people is known for crapping everywhere, from the lifts to the lobby to the staircases. Paint is something i cannot comprehend, because it has been a few years since they repainted the almost brown/greyish interior public walls of the flat. Also, i didn't notice any signs of fresh paint on my floor anyway.
As i emerged at the top of the steps on the 11th floor, i notice something entirely different. The bright reflection from the freshly painted walls nearly blinded me. the brownish/greyish walls were long gone, the white wall stood in stark contrast with the ones just one floor below where i lived (10th floor).
The white ended where the 10th floor began.
There was no sign of vomit. The only explanation i could give was the paint was really old or lousy grade such that it smells like vomit + paint.
In my usual dirty blue lift, which had a continuing theme of greyish/brownish prints from the lobby of yesterday, I was safe from the disgusting smell. I started wondering why have they painted the lobby? ONLY?
Then i dawned on me that the residents of sembawang GRC finally got a chance to vote this time. Albeit i can see no chances for the opposition for this GRC, 4 members in the party cannot bring you very far. But because a chance to vote means the our dear ministers will be walking around the blocks! Oh no, what will they do if they found out the flats look like squatters/ghettos?
I don't know which link in the government had gone wrong and i don't wish to go into a deep analysis of that.
I wouldn't have felt as bad as i do now if they havent JUST PAINTED THE BLOODY LOBBY and conveniently left out the rest of the floors. Just leave the freaking lobby alone and i won't even have second thought about ur policies, i just count myself unlucky.
The very reason they ONLY painted the stupid bloody lobby can only lead us to infer that, they have some kind of flaws to cover up? Either the lower tier execution officers are afraid that the ministers up there find something out, or there is a problem with the policies.
Does that mean that if on the Nomination Day, my GRC was a walkover, i won't even have the lift lobby painted?
I don't mean to bark at such a small issue, but if you can blow gomez saga into an issue concerning integrity and honesty, can i ask my MP to account for what happened here? The very integrity of the system is in question, worse than an issue of the integrity of a person.
We're paying misc fees every month and it only increases. But every morning, afternoon, evening i find crap in my already low grade lift - pee, rubbish, spit, spilled stuff. The character of singaporeans is in question, so is the cleaning system. Complaints have been made but no improvement seen.
An irritating neighbour on the top most floor has been pouring rubbish water down our kitchen window, everytime another neighbour called the police, no one answer the door. She tried to tell the MP, all she got was the secretary taking down the complaints which cost her 25 dollars everytime. Did she ever saw the MP, i'm not sure. Probably did, because for the first time in my life (i'm 21 this year), my dad told me the MP in charged of our estate came to OUR HOUSE to shook his hands. I only wonder if he'd stayed long enough to listen to all these for the 5 s of shaking hands and distributing of pamphlets. Pieces of paper which tells us PAP knows our NRIC numbers and where we live.
ST may be making a big mistake by flashing how PAP ministers can promise up to 280 million while opposition can only fork out 800,000. (in numbers it looks like that: 280 000 000 vs 800 000) It just make those who are thinking wonder, if it is all GOVERNMENT funds, why one party can promise so much while another one is labelled 'empty promise'?
Have we 'progress' to a stage where party = government? I would really love to try understand the complexity of how the funding works once and for all. That is the question and crux, instead of 'will we get our LUP for free?'
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Gonna be quite an emo blog today..
Always get emo when i read other people's blogs..
As i was reading my close friends' blogs, everyone is going through so much, yet i'm always caught up with whatever i'm doin..
Then it seems as if i've left my friendships behind me to chase after certain dreams.. And when i looked back, they aren't there anymore. Or perhaps things wont be the same anymore..
Some have changed somehow, and i guess i just dunnoe this person. Some are less trusting, some have less to tell u, some have gone thru some things which changed them forever..
And i wonder, do they feel the same when they look at me. have i changed so much that they cannot recognised me anymore? Am i someone who stop telling them things because i can't seem to feel the bond to want to tell them anything?
Can i do anything to find that friendship again? The kind of trust that if anything were to happen to me, i'll find someone out there willing to cry with me? The kind of confidence that if anything should happen to him/her, i'll be there no matter what i am doing.
Some of my friends have been disillusioned by what friendship means when they weren't treated with the same degree of commitment they put in.. They devoted themselves too much for friends, and they were hurt.
Friends, something so important yet so dispensible.. So difficult to define yet so necessary.. When you have so many so called friends, but so few whom you really can relate to..
I miss them.. Not because my birthday is near. Not because i'm having a 3 months' break.
I miss those times with them. But those times are gone.. When i see u today, you aren't the you i know that time, i'm no longer the me.
So emo... Must be the weather....
Always get emo when i read other people's blogs..
As i was reading my close friends' blogs, everyone is going through so much, yet i'm always caught up with whatever i'm doin..
Then it seems as if i've left my friendships behind me to chase after certain dreams.. And when i looked back, they aren't there anymore. Or perhaps things wont be the same anymore..
Some have changed somehow, and i guess i just dunnoe this person. Some are less trusting, some have less to tell u, some have gone thru some things which changed them forever..
And i wonder, do they feel the same when they look at me. have i changed so much that they cannot recognised me anymore? Am i someone who stop telling them things because i can't seem to feel the bond to want to tell them anything?
Can i do anything to find that friendship again? The kind of trust that if anything were to happen to me, i'll find someone out there willing to cry with me? The kind of confidence that if anything should happen to him/her, i'll be there no matter what i am doing.
Some of my friends have been disillusioned by what friendship means when they weren't treated with the same degree of commitment they put in.. They devoted themselves too much for friends, and they were hurt.
Friends, something so important yet so dispensible.. So difficult to define yet so necessary.. When you have so many so called friends, but so few whom you really can relate to..
I miss them.. Not because my birthday is near. Not because i'm having a 3 months' break.
I miss those times with them. But those times are gone.. When i see u today, you aren't the you i know that time, i'm no longer the me.
So emo... Must be the weather....
went to chijmes, man u was really a let down. Sorry, pal. They've made too many mistakes to say that they've put up a good fight. The whole sucky episode had to end with wayne rooney hurting himself. Good luck England, he has one month to sleep in the oxygen room to recover, i'm sure the whole of england can afford that.
just read the papers today.. amidst all the election reports that i cannot mention here, i finally saw something that i can and actually want to talk about!!!
I cant remember the exact headline but the report was about how singapore's working adults (23-26) still receive allowance from their parents, (and pretty shamelessly think they're entitled to it...)
I'm not complaining when they talked about singaporean adults living with their parents way pass their 30s. but taking allowance from their parents instead of giving them? That's a little too much for me..
If these KIDS are having problem getting by, unable to pay their bills, their transport, perhaps earning 900 per month, then i probably cannot comment. HOWEVER, they are taking the money, on top of their $1,600, $2,200, $3,300 monthly allowance, to upkeep their LIFESTYLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF!!!!! Chanel bags, feragamo(dunno wat is this) shoes. HELLO??? And the best part is, they pay !!! TOKEN SUM!!!! to their parents just so they THINK they are not taking their parents for granted..
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SOCIETY COMING TO!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!
what are the stupid parents doing?!?!?!?!? Are they representing the kind of products our education system churns out year after year??
And check out what the parents say "if i dont give it to them, who am i going to give the money to?" "This way, i feel we are able to bond"...
All i see, is a pathetic attempt at keeping the bond between the parent and the child. After 20 over years of slogging, to give the best to ur child, you've lost the chance to walk with him/her throughout the growing up phrase. You've lost the ability to communicate with ur child and you've lost your child to gucci bags and fendi wallets.
The only way u know, u can is to upkeep that habit of his/hers... Then you still have a hold over him/her, only then you can make sure he/she will still talk to you..
Because you know, once you've lost that hold over them, nothing is stopping them to treat u like an invisible sheet of paper..
Because you know, you haven done your part, to teach them about fillial piety, manners, morals, and all the things important to a person..
Because you know, he/she has grown up to be a machine.. all the hardware, lack of software.
How i love singapore.
just read the papers today.. amidst all the election reports that i cannot mention here, i finally saw something that i can and actually want to talk about!!!
I cant remember the exact headline but the report was about how singapore's working adults (23-26) still receive allowance from their parents, (and pretty shamelessly think they're entitled to it...)
I'm not complaining when they talked about singaporean adults living with their parents way pass their 30s. but taking allowance from their parents instead of giving them? That's a little too much for me..
If these KIDS are having problem getting by, unable to pay their bills, their transport, perhaps earning 900 per month, then i probably cannot comment. HOWEVER, they are taking the money, on top of their $1,600, $2,200, $3,300 monthly allowance, to upkeep their LIFESTYLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF!!!!! Chanel bags, feragamo(dunno wat is this) shoes. HELLO??? And the best part is, they pay !!! TOKEN SUM!!!! to their parents just so they THINK they are not taking their parents for granted..
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SOCIETY COMING TO!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!
what are the stupid parents doing?!?!?!?!? Are they representing the kind of products our education system churns out year after year??
And check out what the parents say "if i dont give it to them, who am i going to give the money to?" "This way, i feel we are able to bond"...
All i see, is a pathetic attempt at keeping the bond between the parent and the child. After 20 over years of slogging, to give the best to ur child, you've lost the chance to walk with him/her throughout the growing up phrase. You've lost the ability to communicate with ur child and you've lost your child to gucci bags and fendi wallets.
The only way u know, u can is to upkeep that habit of his/hers... Then you still have a hold over him/her, only then you can make sure he/she will still talk to you..
Because you know, once you've lost that hold over them, nothing is stopping them to treat u like an invisible sheet of paper..
Because you know, you haven done your part, to teach them about fillial piety, manners, morals, and all the things important to a person..
Because you know, he/she has grown up to be a machine.. all the hardware, lack of software.
How i love singapore.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
2 days before my last paper, i have halt the syllabus waiting for me..
I'm at a lost. Kept telling myself i will be fine as long as i do as much as i can. Tellin myself i can push myself thru this. 2 more days and it'll be heaven..
Now i'm not sure anymore.
Even you have given up hope on me... I guess i'm really beyond hope.
When you walked out, I told myself any emotions can only find me after my exams. I must not fall at this juncture. Still, so much is flooding me at this moment..
I can't handle so much yet i know of no one to turn to.
Before i find the courage in me to plough through this, i will have to deal with absolute loneliness.
Cheers people.
Wenrong
I'm at a lost. Kept telling myself i will be fine as long as i do as much as i can. Tellin myself i can push myself thru this. 2 more days and it'll be heaven..
Now i'm not sure anymore.
Even you have given up hope on me... I guess i'm really beyond hope.
When you walked out, I told myself any emotions can only find me after my exams. I must not fall at this juncture. Still, so much is flooding me at this moment..
I can't handle so much yet i know of no one to turn to.
Before i find the courage in me to plough through this, i will have to deal with absolute loneliness.
Cheers people.
Wenrong
Saturday, April 01, 2006
I wont be blogging for a long time. Here're the details for my chalet:
Date: 27th - 29th May (Celebration will be on 27th May Saturday)
Time of celebration: 630pm
Venue: Changi Yacht Club Bungalow B
For Map click here
I will send a sms invitation after my exams. You can help my RSVPing me earlier to prepare.
(Note: If you don't plan to come, pls tell me before i sms you.)
Please RSVP me if you are coming and staying over.
Regards,
WR
Date: 27th - 29th May (Celebration will be on 27th May Saturday)
Time of celebration: 630pm
Venue: Changi Yacht Club Bungalow B
For Map click here
I will send a sms invitation after my exams. You can help my RSVPing me earlier to prepare.
(Note: If you don't plan to come, pls tell me before i sms you.)
Please RSVP me if you are coming and staying over.
Regards,
WR
Friday, March 24, 2006
Been a long time since i posted something, tot i'll do it today since i'm a little tipsy.. Just went to a friend's birthday party at MOS.. Kind of gave me some idea of what to write for my blog, rather, i felt something strong enough to be written about..
For the longest time i have been telling people, if ur 'so called friends' can't be bothered with you, then to hell with them. I try to put that into practise myself. But somehow or rather, when people grow older and nearer to the age of 21, they tend to get more naive (though sci still haven figure out how) and they start to open themselves to all kinds of nonsense that they normally wont.
For example, your's truly here, decided to book a chalet for not one, not two but three nights to celebrate her birthday. (the third night is really an innocent mistake)
Hoping that her close friends will stay over for the first night and her juniors can have the chalet for the second, she went ahead happily with the booking. Thinking that all will work out well and fine.
At long last, murphy's law forbids that things should go as they do in ur head. Her 'close friends' started telling her that either they won't be staying or they cannot confirm staying. At this juncture, i should thank the two girls who immediately replied me and told me they'll stay. Because i should conc on who's coming, instead of who's not. Since they cannot 'take the trouble' to stay over, den perhaps they don't deserve the space. (except some who are working full time, like KW who has to fly almost every day...)
Niang niang who gungho-ly told me she'll stay for all the days available. hahahah and dying to play mahjong. Girl, i hope you're glad to know not many people will be competing with you for the table...
Shannon who told me she'll be able to stay on the 27th once i msg her.. Thank you girl, though you seldom can stay out, i appreciate this very much.
For someone who can spend her birthday abroad with no supposed close friends around, i can hardly think of an excuse for myself to be so stupid this time.
I have half the mind cancelling the whole thing. Look, when even your boyfriend ask you is it alright not to go, you've got to start questioning really, "is there something wrong with me?"
21st birthday - is it really important?
Yeap, there's only one 21st, but there's also only one 22nd, 23rd, 24th.... So wat's so special about 21st?
21st is special for me. N only i will know the significance. It means i have stepped into another phrase in my life, i can make decisions legally for myself.
It means i can get married without my parents' approval, go do something that might risk killing myself without a consent form, and work in a lawfirm as an intern without asking my parents to indemnify me.
I am responsible for myself.
I shout out to the whole world, that i can make decisions for myself.
When you are 18, ur decisions are not good enough... Your choice is being queried. You are being lead on.
What if i'm 21 and i still make the same choice?
For the longest time i have been telling people, if ur 'so called friends' can't be bothered with you, then to hell with them. I try to put that into practise myself. But somehow or rather, when people grow older and nearer to the age of 21, they tend to get more naive (though sci still haven figure out how) and they start to open themselves to all kinds of nonsense that they normally wont.
For example, your's truly here, decided to book a chalet for not one, not two but three nights to celebrate her birthday. (the third night is really an innocent mistake)
Hoping that her close friends will stay over for the first night and her juniors can have the chalet for the second, she went ahead happily with the booking. Thinking that all will work out well and fine.
At long last, murphy's law forbids that things should go as they do in ur head. Her 'close friends' started telling her that either they won't be staying or they cannot confirm staying. At this juncture, i should thank the two girls who immediately replied me and told me they'll stay. Because i should conc on who's coming, instead of who's not. Since they cannot 'take the trouble' to stay over, den perhaps they don't deserve the space. (except some who are working full time, like KW who has to fly almost every day...)
Niang niang who gungho-ly told me she'll stay for all the days available. hahahah and dying to play mahjong. Girl, i hope you're glad to know not many people will be competing with you for the table...
Shannon who told me she'll be able to stay on the 27th once i msg her.. Thank you girl, though you seldom can stay out, i appreciate this very much.
For someone who can spend her birthday abroad with no supposed close friends around, i can hardly think of an excuse for myself to be so stupid this time.
I have half the mind cancelling the whole thing. Look, when even your boyfriend ask you is it alright not to go, you've got to start questioning really, "is there something wrong with me?"
21st birthday - is it really important?
Yeap, there's only one 21st, but there's also only one 22nd, 23rd, 24th.... So wat's so special about 21st?
21st is special for me. N only i will know the significance. It means i have stepped into another phrase in my life, i can make decisions legally for myself.
It means i can get married without my parents' approval, go do something that might risk killing myself without a consent form, and work in a lawfirm as an intern without asking my parents to indemnify me.
I am responsible for myself.
I shout out to the whole world, that i can make decisions for myself.
When you are 18, ur decisions are not good enough... Your choice is being queried. You are being lead on.
What if i'm 21 and i still make the same choice?
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Friday, March 10, 2006
Sigh..
Since this is the year that most of my friends turn 21, i got all excited after attending two parties, and decided to start planning my own. Thinking i'll have the kind of treatment that my two elder sisters had, my maternal aunts and uncles gave them Ang baos and celebrated their birthday..
My third aunt, one who has the most say around the house, just told me that if i don't do well this sem, i can forget about celebrating my birthday.
I'm not too sure how to take this.. (not my gemini nature acting up..) I guess on one hand you can say that she has so much confidence in my brains, that even i don't have. Thinking that with some incentive, maybe i'll perform to the fullest potential.
On the other, i just feel.. helpless. I really really don't think i'll be able to do well. It's as if someone is telling me, unless the world is flat, we will celebrate your birthday. But i'm sure she's got my interests at heart. However, using my results as a condition is more depressing than anything.
How can i explain to her, that it is not within my control? (Insert the whining about bad results here)
I can feel myself giving up the struggle. From a law school hopeful to someone who is just trying to stay afloat. I know becoming negative wont help, but i guess i cannot face anymore disappointment. At some point, you let urself down so badly, that you start joking about it. It doesn't necessary mean you have accepted the fact, just means you have given up. Why fight it when the jokes will come anyway.
I still rem how i told paul last sem, that i want to prove to others that i can fight for the good grades... Now, i'm not even participating in class.
It is easy to back out. I told myself, if they don't want to celebrate my 21st, den i'll just have a simple affair. I guess if the verdict is such, i don't even want to celebrate if i miraculously do reasonably do well. Perhaps it's too extreme to say that my happiness is judged by my results, but that's the way i feel..
At the end of the day, i still want to believe if you really put your mind to it, you will be able to do it...
Cheers,
WR
Since this is the year that most of my friends turn 21, i got all excited after attending two parties, and decided to start planning my own. Thinking i'll have the kind of treatment that my two elder sisters had, my maternal aunts and uncles gave them Ang baos and celebrated their birthday..
My third aunt, one who has the most say around the house, just told me that if i don't do well this sem, i can forget about celebrating my birthday.
I'm not too sure how to take this.. (not my gemini nature acting up..) I guess on one hand you can say that she has so much confidence in my brains, that even i don't have. Thinking that with some incentive, maybe i'll perform to the fullest potential.
On the other, i just feel.. helpless. I really really don't think i'll be able to do well. It's as if someone is telling me, unless the world is flat, we will celebrate your birthday. But i'm sure she's got my interests at heart. However, using my results as a condition is more depressing than anything.
How can i explain to her, that it is not within my control? (Insert the whining about bad results here)
I can feel myself giving up the struggle. From a law school hopeful to someone who is just trying to stay afloat. I know becoming negative wont help, but i guess i cannot face anymore disappointment. At some point, you let urself down so badly, that you start joking about it. It doesn't necessary mean you have accepted the fact, just means you have given up. Why fight it when the jokes will come anyway.
I still rem how i told paul last sem, that i want to prove to others that i can fight for the good grades... Now, i'm not even participating in class.
It is easy to back out. I told myself, if they don't want to celebrate my 21st, den i'll just have a simple affair. I guess if the verdict is such, i don't even want to celebrate if i miraculously do reasonably do well. Perhaps it's too extreme to say that my happiness is judged by my results, but that's the way i feel..
At the end of the day, i still want to believe if you really put your mind to it, you will be able to do it...
Cheers,
WR
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Sore loser Jose Moaninho has voiced his support for Benfica in their CL game against Liverpool tonight.
The true potugeese told the press that he has always been a Benfica fan even though he was with Barcelona before joining Chelsea. He never said this before until his team got kicked out of Champions League. Why? If his english team cannot get through, he doesn't want other english teams to get into the final 8, what sore, spoilt brat, loser.
Without anything to complain about the referee who awarded chelski their last minute penalty, in case this big head team lose too badly and risk getting death threats, our 'special one' decided to continue harping on the first leg. "We haven't seen 11 v 11"... Whole load of BS. If your pitch was in a better condition, even with 12 people, i'm pretty sure Ronaldinho will still kick your sorry A**.
Kaos.. Lose den lose laH! Don't give excuses k!
It's a good day...
Will continue to be one when liverpool wins :D
Waiting for 4 am.... meanwhile, i shall pass my time by doing my tutorial...
Regards,
WR
The true potugeese told the press that he has always been a Benfica fan even though he was with Barcelona before joining Chelsea. He never said this before until his team got kicked out of Champions League. Why? If his english team cannot get through, he doesn't want other english teams to get into the final 8, what sore, spoilt brat, loser.
Without anything to complain about the referee who awarded chelski their last minute penalty, in case this big head team lose too badly and risk getting death threats, our 'special one' decided to continue harping on the first leg. "We haven't seen 11 v 11"... Whole load of BS. If your pitch was in a better condition, even with 12 people, i'm pretty sure Ronaldinho will still kick your sorry A**.
Kaos.. Lose den lose laH! Don't give excuses k!
It's a good day...
Will continue to be one when liverpool wins :D
Waiting for 4 am.... meanwhile, i shall pass my time by doing my tutorial...
Regards,
WR
Monday, March 06, 2006
Sunday, March 05, 2006
It is official, my allergy to Lux-shower cream. (No, not my dropping out of law school, at least not yet...) As soon as i applied it, my left hand started itching. I wonder why medication doesn't act as half as fast?
Anyway, i saw a movie today! Big news, because i haven seen a movie since ... when? i can't rem. Starring Jennifer Aniston and Kevin Cosner - Rumour has it. I particularly like the following conversation.
"I know this isn't the kind of things parents tell their children, but the day your mother came back, we conceived you."
"But you know, dad, i'm so different. I never liked tennis, i drive like a mad person and you drive so slowly!"
"I drive slowly only because you are in the car."
erm, i think at this time i have to explain, Nope, Kevin Cosner did not act as Jennifer's dad... But that's not the point of the conversation...
The conversation, filled with so much love, unconditioned love from a parent to a child. This love, it is without any strings attached, from deep within. So much of it that he has changed his character, his style, because he is afraid that something bad might chance upon his precious girl. This, is the love of a parent, this, is pure love.
Nothing in the world can compare to this, absolutely nothing. It doesn't matter if your parents are chinese, american, english, malay, educated, less educated - they love you the best way they know how...
As bad as you get it outside, you come home and bask in the warmth of their love.
I did something wrong today. I couldn't understand my readings and fell asleep, only waking up when my parents came home in the afternoon. Really bothered by the lack of time and patience, i lost my temper with my mom when she asked me if i was alright. She walked out without a frown and i know she was sad, but she completely understands me. She din flew into a rage and complain why are we always venting our frustration at her. She doesn't come home in the middle of the night and start throwing things around, justifying it by saying 'you guys do it too, why cant i?'. She'll never think about how much we love her but always and will never stop loving us... she always talks about the possibility of leaving once we are independent...
I always wonder why some people value their romantic love more than the love of their parents... Are they even comparable? I don't think i'll ever find a man who can love me like she does, other than my dad, of cos...
With Love,
WR
Friday, March 03, 2006
"The greatest victory to evil, is for the good to do nothing."
This was what my friend told me yesterday, not sure if i got it right but still, very meaningful. My letter to the forum wasn't published, perhaps too minute an issue for the national papers. Kind of disappointed, still i hope i can do something more to help those students. But not being related to the incident anyhow, just makes me a nosey person.
I just wish the parents can stand up for their children, not for the academic achievement but a right that this kids ought to have. To stop being oppressed by the unreasonable demands of the school. Passive parents can only result in passive children. So who do we blame for the indifference in our society?
Disillusioned as i may be, i still think the next generation can be educated correctly. I believe that if we all do our part in educating them, they won't turn out to be like most of us, often wondering if we're just a small pawn in the great economy of Singapore.
I do what i can with my tuition kids. Perhaps they may not be the scholars of their batch, but i'd like to think that at least i'm a positive influence in their lives, teaching them about choices, etc.
Sigh. Bleak...
Regards,
WR
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This was what my friend told me yesterday, not sure if i got it right but still, very meaningful. My letter to the forum wasn't published, perhaps too minute an issue for the national papers. Kind of disappointed, still i hope i can do something more to help those students. But not being related to the incident anyhow, just makes me a nosey person.
I just wish the parents can stand up for their children, not for the academic achievement but a right that this kids ought to have. To stop being oppressed by the unreasonable demands of the school. Passive parents can only result in passive children. So who do we blame for the indifference in our society?
Disillusioned as i may be, i still think the next generation can be educated correctly. I believe that if we all do our part in educating them, they won't turn out to be like most of us, often wondering if we're just a small pawn in the great economy of Singapore.
I do what i can with my tuition kids. Perhaps they may not be the scholars of their batch, but i'd like to think that at least i'm a positive influence in their lives, teaching them about choices, etc.
Sigh. Bleak...
Regards,
WR
Thank you for writing to us. We do appreciate your making the effort.
We receive 70 letters on average each day. Limited space means we can publish only about a dozen every weekday.
This means having to make often-difficult editorial judgments on which letters to publish.
We regret we are unable to publish your letter this time, and hope you will appreciate the constraints on space we face every day.
We hope you will continue taking an interest in the Forum Page.
Yours sincerely
Ms Noor Aiza
for Forum Editor
The Straits Times
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