Shit Happens

This is a universal rule.

Regardless of how well you prepare for one thing, the end products are not you aim for.

You will wonder why 'bad' things happen..... like what is the result, who is at fault uber uber.....

Below are some extracts from mrbrown who extracted from other blogs, on why shit happens. (Not for the hardcore religious people.)

Taoism: Shit happens.
Hinduism: This shit has happened before.
Islam: That shit happens is the will of Allah.
Buddhism: When shit happens, is it really shit?
Confucianism: Confucius say, "Shit happens".
Zen: What is the sound of shit happening?
Protestantism: Shit won't happen if I work harder.
Protestantism: If shit happens, it happens to someone else.
Catholicism: If shit happens, you deserved it.
Jehovah's Witnesses: No shit happens until Armaggedon.
Aum Shinrikyo: we don't believe in shit, only gas.

After finger-pointing, you have to settle for the fact.

Shit happens in this world all the time.

And sometimes it hurts.

Dressed To Kill

On my way to the famous library, I saw many beautiful bodies.... err.. I think I mean ladies.

I guess it's for their presentation. Though I think they are not required to dress SO formally, but they wanted to score points in terms of their apearances bah.

And they must have scored damn lots of points. Their attires showed off their full figures man. Tight skirts, tight pants, tight shirts, you weant it you name it. I wonder how the profs will feel during the presentation. Will he or the other students be listening instead of allowing their eyes to wonder around??

Anyway, it's not of my business. Hey, the marks for the presentation will score for the final exams too. So why not and go all the way to score points?

Overhead in the library too..... names have been altered to protect their identity.

Terry: Hey I heard that there will be free solutions given to the first 20 students who queued at the entrance of the exam hall on that day.

Cole: Siao... you must be joking.

Terry: No no!..... I heard from very reliable sources one.

Terry: Then how you explain that there is always a large crowd at the entrance of the halls every time?

Cole: Sure not? Won't get caught?

Terry: They got password one. I know you have to say :I love NTU 'cos it's a world class University. Then they will secretly hand you a piece of solution. Not the full one but it's enough.

Cole: ......................

The Ghosts Of NTU

Last Sunday I read about a newspaper article talking about stories of ghosts in NTU. Many people dismissed them as just stories..... but.. I say there are ghosts.

Really. They came out only at night.

Ghosts of Nanyang Valley.
Late at night... very late, if you are lucky enough, you may spot a lone car, without its driver, inside the carpark in front of the Heritage Center. There it will do lots of stunts, like emergency brakes, sharp turning, inside the empty carpark. If you go near it, I think it will kill you.

Ghosts of the Hungry.
They are very famous. Appear around 11 to 12 plus at night. Mostly in groups of 2 to 5. May appear at nearby hawker centers to feast on whatever available food. Go near them and they may eat you up.

Ghosts of the wandering spirits.
Seen around after 1130 at night. Hover outside the library after it is closed. May go to nearby canteens or slowly spirited back to halls. They are quite harmless actually.

Ghosts of the Long roads.
Late at night, if you seen a spirit or two flying along the dark roads of NTU, fear not. They are the running ghosts. Also listed as harmless. But try not to block their paths. Because they may 'get into your body'.

You see... actually they are quite a number of ghosts around. But I am here. Fear not.

Slugfest 2005

Welcome viewers to WWF (We Want Fight), live on Sun Sports. Tonight's match feature The Matchstick Man from Sigapor (TMM for short), and Bush Whacker (Is there a pun here?) from Vas Lega.

We can see both the fighters are awrming up, ready to take each other on. The background information that leads to this challenge is a bit funny... TMM has a lot of money. Bush Whacker wants his money. TMM willing to give all his money. But TMM's manager, Mr Gahment, wants to spice up things by issuing a challenge to Bush Whacker that if he can win TMM in a match, the money will then be given to him. I heard from reliable sources that TMM had very reluctantly took up this challenge. Ok now... lets sit back and enjoy.

Ding!

Bush Whacker sizing TMM up..... and suddenly go for a crunching tackle to the groin.

Crowd: Roar!

Enduring the pain, TMM complain to the referee about the illegal approach. Referee waves play on. Irritated, TMM respond by giving Bush Whacker a slap. Ouch!!

Crowd: Roar! Roar!

BW counters by giving TMM a pile driver! Now TMM is concussed on the ground. BW wanted to do a belly-slam-on-your-face but the shrewd TMM moved aside and BW landed on his stomach... owww.. that must hurt!

TMM, growing in confidence, quickly executes a legs-on-your-neck maneovour taht lefts BW crying in pain.

I can see BW now violently shaking his head. TMM shows no signs of letting up...

Crowd: Roar! Roar! Roar!

This is the moment... the referee slides to the ground! 1!.......2!............ 3!..

Ding ding ding!!

Crowd: ROAR!

TMM punches his fist and salutes the crowd. BW, in shame crawled out of the ring and screamed vulgarities at Mr Gahment. What is he doing? Oh no! He shoved Mr Gahment from his chair and took it. This is not good.... I can feel where is all this leading to....

As usual, TMM didn't notice and keeps on waving to the crowd. Ah... this is bad. Orh!...... TMM is knocked uncouncious to the ground! The crowd are absolutely furious.....

Not again! BW snatched the WWF champion belt from the referee and declare himself the winner! What is this? Somebody got to do something about this bad sportsmanship..

Adopt Me!

For dudes considering having dogs as pets... go down to SPCA asap!

They have a cute and active jack russel. White little dog with brown patches. If you love Sparky from Starhub commercial, you will love this one. The best thing is he's suitable for HDB dwellers!

A Husky. Yep.... bigger than a German Sherperd. Quite tame, so it won't anyhow pounce on you. You have to be rich to adopt him though.

A terrier dog. Tame and nice, likes to roll over and let you 'sayang'. Good news for HDB dudes.

Don't know why. There are a whole loads of puppies. All cross breeds. Not suitable for HDB dudes.

Adoption are much cheaper than buying a new dog. And you also got the assistance from the people from SPCA. Drop by their pound and go take a look.

darren's list

1. girl (16-21 y/o)
2. woman (21 & up)
3. lady
4. babe
5. hot babe
6. slut
7. bimbo
8. butch
9. bitchy bimbo???

Little Birds

On a lighter note.....

I looked out of the window and saw a group of sparrows having fun in the sand. Bathing, if I assumed correctly. Those sparrows were cleaning themselves on a sandy patch under a tree. Rubbing against the sand, flapping their little wings at the same time, and hopping around. They were clearly enjoying themselves.

I can't imagine myself rubbing sand on my body.

But the sparrows love it. They were in a world of their own.

"You are of more value than many sparrows...."

Outside there is a strong debate of building casino, gay rights, Aids epidemic, inter-racial relationship.

But I'm well protected in my room.

Today is Good Friday.

It is good for some because of religious purposes.

It's good for others because it is a holiday.

Whatever it is, make this Friday a good one.

Have a laugh!

Never Again

extracted from The Straits Times, Thursday March 24, 2005 p21.

The article is talking about how the famous "Naked Chef" Jamie Oliver tries to persuade UK schoolkids not to eat junk food.

"The turning point came after shock tactics, when the chef was ready to abandon his campaign - he showed the students what went into their favourite chicken nuggets.

Their disgust at seeing skin and bones turned into pulp and deep-fried was a recipe for success."

First it's the trans-fat scare and now this. Whoa.

Forget Me Not

On a more sombre mood........





They are from Sudan... waiting for help.

Many unhappy things are happening around the world today.

And many a times people forget about it soon.

Sometimes ago a tsunami struck the region remember? Now nobody talked about it anymore... despite reconstruction works still on.

What about those poor dudes who are sent packing to fight in Iraq? Will the people care that they KIA not? I think besides their immediate family members, nobody really cares.

Not to mention those really poor dudes from Africa. I believe nobody really cares about them.

I'm not upset that nobody remembers my birthday (Other than my family).

What people are upset right now in this little suffocating city is people late for appointments, uncourteous basterds, too much workload, too little money.... on and on.

Some said they are losing faith.

Okok... I think I'm not making much sense right now. But I'm troubled at myself at how little I can offer to others. Useless? Troubled.....

Anyway, what I'm trying to point out that people are only really start to sweat and concern when the fire is burning right infront of their door steps. They don't know their actions can affect people around them. Ripples effect.

So what can be done? I don't know... hehe.. as I said I'm lost too.

Let's hope that tommorrow people can be more nicer to each other. More considerate. Simple? But a hard act to be done.

A Tribute

I want to pay a tribute to my parents. For obvious reasons.

I want to pay a tribute to the brotherhood of kududes. For making my life enjoyable.

I want to pay a tribute to my coach. For all the tips.

I want to pay a tribute to Manchester United. For helping me to play soccer.

I want to pay a tribute to everybody or things which one way or another I failed to mention here.

Last but not least, I want to pay a tribute to HIM.

Thank you very much.

Hallucinating (Or Fantasizing.. I Don't Know)

Maybe I'm starting to feel sick.

Or maybe the pressure of the incoming exams have got to me.

Something is not wrong.

'Cos it's too good to be true.

The chio bus are smiling at me.

Or are they bioing me?

Today as I walked into the Lecture theatre, I hold the door for a sweet girl. She smiled at me.

At the canteen for lunch, while I'm waiting for fat busterd, a group of pretty girls came in and half of them smiled at me.

At the library while searching for seats, a very pretty girl looked up from her table and smiled at me.

While in the hall lounge reading newspaper, a cute girl walked past and smiled at me.

Oh....... I'm losing it.

Can't help feeling high as so many girls taking shots at me.

Really have to be grateful to all the stress in my mind.

Hmmm.. the girl sitting beside me at the computer terminal is secretly looking at me. I can feel it. Maybe I will ask her for her number.

Wow! She's hot man. See you later guys.....

Action Now!

C'mon! Do your job, UEFA!

Punish Chelsea andit's mercenaries.

Ban them. Must ban them...... other than fining them.

The ultimate. Disqualify them.

Yeah!!!

A Dog's Thought

I like her.

Tame and gentle. Not hyperactive. Though wary of stranger's due to her abused past, I have slowly won her trust. In fact, she is my fav among all.

As I tried to hand feed her, a visitor came.

I got out, and stood by the side.

"Ah..... she's tame isn't it?" he asked.

I gave a nod.

He took a closer look at the tag.

"Oh.... 12 years old? Isn't it a bit old?" He gave a disapproving remark.

She looked at me, a bit sad.

5 minutes later, I'm in her cage again. Trying to hand feed her.

Skinner, not a beauty, is 12 years old. With looks and age not by her side, I think she will continue to be here in the cage for a while.

Now people goes for the 'surface things'. Looks, money, paper qualifications, cars, branded goods, luxury living. How can blame them? They also want to enjoy life while they can. But sometimes we dwell too much on them.

As for the dog, I'm glad she is not adopted 'cos she can continue to be my fav dog in SPCA.

Ok... I'm a bit selfish here.

The Other End

I'm starting to think about the days after exams liao.

Monday is here again. A chance for you to forget a bad week and make a new start. So what will you do? (Hint: Study like there is no tomorrow?)

It's quite ridiculous that learning can be so stressful. School life is supposed to be fun. And I intend to keep it that way.

Relive The Passion

It has been quite sometime that we had been together to play a PROPER game of soccer... how sad, considered how we had enjoy ourselves in the past.

Take a peek at this short clip on the passion of soccer among 3 dudes.... http://takgiu.rantx.com/
Hope can reignite the fire in your hearts!

Go go SAFC! (Serangoon Amateur Football Club-- founded in 2004 by Mr Khoo.)

I give it 2 thumbs up!! -- an avid soccer fan from NTU.

Cool, and straight to the point. Luv every minute of it. -- a player from SAFC.

The Snail Analogy

You must have realised that the snails are MOVING REALLY SLOWLY.

If you can speak in a snail language, will you ask the fella why bother to move since it seems like he will took ages to reach his destinations?

I will. (And maybe ask him how to chase a girl like that if he is so slow.)

Taking one step at a time, determined and steady, there should be no problem reaching our destinations. The problem is us. We will think that we are being out-paced. We lag behind.. whatever.

When people get left behind, then they will feel depress, sick, and all other problems crash in. How times change.

Yah speaking of the snail, maybe we shouldn't give up easily isn't it? Slow, but steady. Provided we are given the time and NOT being stepped on.




ARGHH!!!

Haha.. tomorrow is another day. Relish the challenge.

How To Know The Exams Are Near

It's easy. Using the Library Indicator (There are other available indicators around, but I think the library is a more all-round thing.), one can know when the exams are coming.

1) Whenever you stepped into the library (regardless of the time), it's full house. The tables are occupied, and every computer terminal are taken.

2) Even, if you are fortunate to claim a stake on a cubicle (to me that is a luxury seat), you will find a red slip of paper saying "If this owner does not return from xxx to xxx timing, you have the right to occupy the seat." after you came back from a 5 minute toilet break.

3) There are people coughing and sneezing everywhere.

4) You started coughing and sneezing after 10 minutes in the library.

5) The person beside you started to mumble to himself.

6) The person beside you started to bang the table.

7) People won't leave the library even though the bell has gone (The bell indicates that the library is going to off the lights.).

8) The opening conversation of many people is "Want to go to the library to study?"

9) The first statement from your friend as you step out of the library after it's closed is " Want to go to tutorial room/ Canteen A to continue to mug?"

10) You decided not to step into the library.

Above are base on my 2 years experience in a world class university with a world class library. If 8 out of 10 are true, then the exams are really near.

But stay calm, do your job properly, and everything should be fine.

To previous comment: Yeah, I agree with you.

The Tide Changes

He was welcomed into the Premiership with open arms, but now he is on his way to the condemned list.

Mr Mourinho, go ahead and piss people off. Scare the other teams with your squad of mercenaries. I'm waiting to see how the teams react. Now I believe most of them are eager to cause a dent on Chelsea's armour.

There is a difference between confident and plain arrogant. Can't believe such a wise guy like Mourinho can't define it.

Happy Family

My favourite show.. it beats Room In My Heart (Zhen1 Xin1 Mi4 Yu3).. Is my taste getting worse? I hope not.. it's quite funny whenever I realise someone is equally hooked to this show.

here it is

by popular demand

The Worse of Two Evils

What is worse?
1) An enemy who speaks hurtful words
2) A friend who no longer keeps in touch

"In the end, we remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
- Martin Luther King Jr

"In an early game, away at Manchester United, Rio Ferdinand kicked me with all his power the first time the ball got close. I flew one metre high, and when I landed, he muttered, 'Welcome to the Premiership'. In midfield it's like a wrestling match. It is very different from football in Spain. The refs allow much more physical contact, there are not so many cards, although sometimes defenders get away with murder."

- Luis Garcia shows that when you do nasty things to people they do remember.


"Who says all the Spanish teams are out of the Champions League? Liverpool's still in it."

- Anonymous reporter. The French teams are not doing badly too, if you discount Arsenal.


"It feels like secondary school all over again.

Eyes wander, akin to that of a little boy in a candy shop with nary a care in the world, with total freedom to lay his eyes on anything he desires.

Yet there isn’t total freedom when that little boy sees something so beautiful that it perversely intimidates him. True beauty intimidates, such that one may end up fearing what is seen to be excessively beautiful. Then one becomes reduced to mere admiration, admiration of that refinement and symmetry, without daring to delve deeper to explore the other qualities within. That fear of being rebuffed, of finding that refinement is unattainable and ultimately exclusive.

It then takes huge consecutive strokes of luck to overcome that fear. It turns out that we have common friends, and common modules, so it doesn’t take too much effort to get to that stage of smiling hi’s and bye’s to each other. Then sitting near one another with all the others that make up the group.

That sheer beauty still intimidates nevertheless. And this time round, beauty isn’t just in the eye of the beholder, especially not when W and M join in the admiration, sharing gawks at her and commenting to one another about how refined her beauty is, and how that beauty comes about. “Is it her eyes? Her sculptured nose? Or her hair?” “It’s just the overall looks right?” Yet that’s beauty at skin level, and thus the crush remains superficial. Thankfully W’s happily attached.

Today one of those huge strokes of luck dropped by. Casually asking our common friend what reading was due for tomorrow’s class, the four of us – don’t ask who – ended up heading for the canteen together, and without anything else to do (or not wanting to do any more reading), ended up having some food and drinks together. Therein lies that fascination that brings one back to those innocent secondary school days: getting to know one another better, cracking silly jokes, gossiping about other people around us. Glad to say, she isn’t restricted to skin-deep beauty, being probably the entire package, as much as I don’t know her well. Yet in tribute to W’s high standards, she’s sufficient for him to claim that she’s probably the first girl he’s met to make him reconsider what he told his girlfriend: that even if they weren’t together, he still hasn’t seen anyone else in his three years to stir any interest in him.

Should I heed W’s encouragement to go for it? I only know her skin-deep, and yes, her beauty still intimidates me. I know, though, that we’re comfortable enough to sit down for a drink and chat. It’s good to know there’s possibilities, and good also to know that these possibilities may not materialise, after which I need not suffer any excruciating pains since I never had high hopes to begin with.

The dawn of a new tomorrow."

- The once-suicidal dejectium thinks he is ready for another swig of the good old vicious cycle. It's a bit like Paul Gascoigne and booze. We wish him the best of luck.

What Women Want (Outsourced Entry)

(names changed to protect the innocent)

I am of the firm belief that humans were never meant for stasis and certainty. That everyone to differing extents craves uncertainty, variety, and change.

But maybe I'm an addict.

This is not a response to K's entry, but something I've been thinking about for the past few days. Think of it as another of my current-topics-of-fascination.

I've been thinking about, really, single motherhood. Being a single mother. I guess in part this was brought about by talking to X, who's my age and already expecting her first. And the sobering articles lately about how fertility plunges after 35 and weird shit like ovaries shrinking, etc etc.

[Gee whiz. My biological clock is ticking already?]

See, I want kids. I think I will enjoy being a mother. (K, I can see you snorting your head off already. :P) And recent experiences have told me that maybe I won't be as hopeless a disciplinarian as I originally thought I would be. The catch is this - as hard as I try, I can imagine being with my kids, but I cannot imagine a father for them.

Simply put, I cannot imagine myself in a relationship. It's not about lacking "worthy candidates" now, it's about my very personality. I'm the sort of person who actively craves change and charging out into the world and doing stuff. How does that fit into the context of a relationship? If I get a partner less "active" than I am, will I grow contemptuous of him? If I get a partner equally/more "active", it's not going to be much of a relationship at all. If I get a partner at all, will I grow bored of him, of being with one person all the time? Boredom, after all, is my Achilles heel.

Extract from my diary: Screw monogamy. I am going out and finding a bunch of people who believe in polyamory.

Frankly speaking, I think it would work a helluva lot better for my psyche.

Anyway. Yes. So I was contemplating if, someday, I might want to be a single mother. Of course things will have to be taken into consideration, like how growing up with one parent affects a kid, how will travel affect a kid, what will the kid think when told "I dunno, but your dad came from a sperm bank", yadda yadda yadda. But still. I know it sounds crazy, but until you feel your biological clock ticking, don't knock it. On the other hand, if I can't sustain a relationship with someone, maybe I shouldn't ever be a mother. But how does the (in)ability to sustain a romantic relationship impugn your ability to nurture? To my mind, the two are very different (unless you regard nurturing as part of a romantic relationship, which would be weird, cos then are you having a husband or a son?).

But all this is theoretical, mind. I don't intend to go out and get myself pregnant anytime soon. Meanwhile, I shall go research artificial insemination.

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Edit: Found a sperm bank! Check out the list of donors: here [http://www.nwcryobank.com/donor_listing.asp]. In particular, #038 and #118. Didn't read much further than #118 cos need to go study, but this is terribly interesting.

The Power Of Media

Decided to be brave enough to ditch my readings on my lectures notes and watch Fahrenheit 9/11 (Disc 1 only 'cos I only got such time to spare).

First time watching such a documentry film so it's quite refreshing. Actually it's more of a comedy to me, because Michael Moore really made a fool out of him. Learned a lot about Mr Bush and his family's dealings witht the Saudis. True or not, I don't know.

Well you can say the film is biased, up to you. Go on, say it.

Biased or not, there are always two sides to a story. I can say Mr Moore really take his chance very well and whacked Mr Bush upside down. Power of the media. Power to the people.

The scene where Mr Bush sat in front of the children after being told that America was being attacked is classic. It's still running in my mind.

And the music is funny too. Power of the media. Looking forward to Disc 2.

The Forgotten World

"Hey you know Jay sian Patty and ditch Jolin?"

"Of course..... that's a bad news man. Jolin is such a poor girl."

"Talking about sad things, the tsunami disaster really claimed a lot of lives. Heard it's more than hundreds of thousands..."

"Yah.. I got watch a bit of news too. The people there must be very sad."

"Hmmm... you know the civil wars in Congo or Sudan... heard it's like another Rwanda."

"Eh... where are these places?"

......................................................................

Ignored by the media, forsaken by the international communities, because these places have little geographical significance. Because these people are Africans. Imagine the outcry if a few whites had died.

Reminds me of the movie "Hotel Rwanda".

Don't know why people can kill each other without remorse. Fathers against sons. Neighbours against neighbours. And I don't know what the United Nations are doing. Unable to intervene due to lack of resourses perhaps?

It will help if everybody be more concerned about the welfare of the people in the African continent. Plagued by civil wars, diseases like Aids, Malaria, TB.... they are crying for help everyday.

But how?

The Hottest Topic

The hottest topic in NTU Engine. Fac is "HAVE YOU STARTED YOUR 2911?" Then you will see the the guy vomit blood then collapse to the ground.

The hottest topic in town.... "Oh gosh... the annual Sentosa party is for the gays... oh f**k!!" Then you will see the ah beng bang his fist on the table at the kopitiam and spit on the ground.

The hottest topic.... among gays in Singapore... "Oh shit.. we have been discovered of our plot." Then you will see them change the party name to "NoBalls".

Explained

This is an explanation to the previous post.

The screw is a student in Singapore. The screw driver is the education system in Singapore. The screw driver is concerned with the plight of the screw... wants to help, but actually happens to be the case that it is the screw driver that hurts the screw the most.

The screw is fustrated.

Overheard

A screw was seen crying and complaining.....

Screw: Waahhhh!!! *Sob Sob* I'm screwed again!!

Screwdriver (Looking concerned): Oh my... who is that this time? Poor thing..

Screw (Cocking an eyebrow): Don't be an actor.... it's always you who screwed me.

One Defeat Too Many

Manchester United's march towards the Champion League's trophy ended yesterday. Ok.. yah I must admit they were outplayed by the technically superior Milan team.

Quite surprise by the number of comments previous post received. Is there only one commentator, or 3 different ones (Refering to Heinze, Jaap Stam and Crespo)? Scary scary.....

So I believe the players from Man Utd should go and do a bit of self-searching. Basically the midfielders couldn't hold the ball as well as AC Milan players and thus couldn't control the tempo of the game. And van Nistelrooy was guilty of wasting glorious chances to score for Man Utd. Haii..... have to look forward to next season again.

So United lost... but those people who gloated on other people's misfortune watch it man. You can't blame bad things to happen to you if you people keep on 'testing the water'. Like the foreigner-who-dunno-came-from-where-think-from-Vietnam-or-Indonesia, keep testing the limits of many Man Utd friends last night in the lounge when he constantly laughed at United players' mispassed or mistakes. Well I only have to say he was lucky not to get beaten up inside, 'cos I can really feel the temper rising. If it happen, I won't help him as he asked for it.

Anyway, just a friendly advice! Not good to laugh at others failures. Have to be humble right? I believe Man Utd learned a valuble lesson last night, and will be back again stronger. The fans will be waiting.

Going To San Siro

I will be watching the match...... Live!

Very thanks to StarSports channel.

Rooting for Manchester United to go through. Of course that will be the wish of all the Man Utd fans.

Too bad I can't watch the match at my cosy home 'cos Ch 5 choose to telecast Barca vs Chelsea... starting with the increasing-very-irritating-Mourinho. Well I plead to Barca to whack them upside down.

Got to leave my beloved room liao.... *snif snif*

Suck.. Suck.. Suck..

"Hi there..... is there anything I can help you?"

A very beautiful nurse whisked towards me and gave me a smile.

"Oh... I want to donate blood." I said, waving my arms in the air.

"Really?" She seemed amuse. Then I saw her licked her mouth. "But I'm afraid you can't, as you are already taken...." She leaned very close to me, so close that I can smell her sweet perfume.

Before I can ask her what she meant by that, she revealed her razor-sharp fangs and sank them unto my throat.

Uh-oh.

................................

Just some stress-related thoughts as I waited for fat busterd for about 30 minutes outside the corridor 'cos I'm ejected from the room... while he happily let the nurses inside sucked the blood out of him.

Falling Interest In Engineering

I had a good laugh when I read the news. Haha.

Hey it's kind of expected. After taking this course, I realized how boring but demanding this course is. And it doesn't help when a student have to digest 7 modules in a semester so that he can make it to next semester. It's so tiring.

"The Nanyang Technological University, long established for its engineering faculty, says it does not face the same problems as the polytechnics. This is because the faculty continually reinvents itself, incorporating life sciences, and even high-tech design elements into its curriculum." - CNA

Wah lau eh..... who are you trying to kid. That's because of this stupid decision that I have to take 7-8 modules a sem. To say it nicely is "broadening it's curriculum, to be more creative." In my own words, "Just stuff everything to them. They have to complete the modules by 3 months. If not, REPEAT!"

Ok... that's all for now. Hope to do well for the coming exams so that I can climb out of the vicious cycle.

Desperados

You look at the smiling couple. Then you think why till now you still have not net a good girl. Started to gt a bit panicky. Make a vow that you will go for the next girl that you meet later.

Forget about desperate housewives.

Sometimes it's the guys who are desperate. That's why they are thinking of going abroad to look for women. To the less desperate ones (But still desperate), they will just anyhow 'whack' any girl they meet.

Alright now.... I'm not frowning upon these guys, 'cos I belonged to one of them too. But some of these people's action makes me a bit disgusted. Anyway, I'm just wondering......

Manchester United Being Blued

Rooney: Grwwl...... I want to suck Mourinho's blood. I want to suck Chelsea's blood..... grwwl.....

Scholes: Oh no... Rooney looney again. Quick! We must have dropped the medicine on the ground somewhere...

Ronoldo: Forget it man... maybe I should join Chelsea.

Roony heard that.
Rooney: Argh... I want your blood... grwwl.....

Let There Be Sikhs (Or Little Sikhs)

Before ISA arrest me for flaming racial riots, I want to declare my innocence first. I have nothing against them, and this little entry is just my observation at a hawker center. Then why are you discriminating or stereotyping them? Some of you will ask. Singapore had been through it's dark days of racial riots... you want to start one again today? I say oh shut up.

Anyway, I'm at nearby hawker center for lunch. There was a group of little sikhs (children who are sikhs lah... around 12-14 yrs old) eating ice kachang beside my table. Something wrong with their eating habits. Half of their ice kachang ended up on the table. So the end was like coloured water dripping down the table, flooding the floor, and they were clearly enjoying themselves (They were laughing heartily you see). People nearby gave them the disapproving stares, but what the heck, as if they care about their 'face' like that.

Although some of you may have that 'Oh c'mon they are still kids' stuffs, I disagree. I'm quite disgusted by their behavior. But I did not went up to stop them 'cos I scared they may throw ice kachang on me. So being a true Singaporean, I continue to eat my fish noodle. Hey... if they really throw ice kachang at me, what should I do? Punch them and ended up in jail (My age makes me eligible to go to jail)? Spew vulgarities at them, while they laugh at me and continue to throw MORE ice kachang on me? I don't know... you help me to decide.

Ok... back to my point. My point is, I have a feeling that the minority race in Singapore (especially Malays and Sikhs), feel that they are constantly being discriminated. They have this 'under siege' mentality and they will not hesitate to retaliate (especially against Chinese). Am I wrong here?

So...... my experience with minority race has always not a pleasant one. But I really hope to be a friend to at least one of them. You see, I'm not that bad or difficult to get along anyway. I also hope that this negative mentality will cease and trust between different races will prevail instead.

As for the group of little sikhs... well I believe that they have thoroughly enjoy themselves, and I managed to finish my fish noodle without trouble, the malay cleaner will clean the table without complaining, and the ice kachang seller happy ('cos he had sold 5 bowls of ice kachang). You see! Racial tolerance....

Put The Past Away

Leave behind all the unhappiness and move on.

Put the past away. Look to the future. Everything has a two-face. It depends on how you look at it.

Wish you would step off from the ledge my friend.

Come take my hand, we will march on and face the world together.

A Tough Multiple Choice

If your lecturer is a very lousy one, who failed to explain the theory of the subject properly, and your tutor make it worse by putting more doubts on your head,

a) Do nothing. Juz sit there and 'cry father cry mother'.

b) Switch to 'self reliant' mode and study all by yourself.

c) Go to library for self study during lecture periods and go to canteen for tea sessions during tutorial lessons.

d) Write a letter to the Dean of the school, demand them to change tutors.

e) None of the above. You decided to open a seafood restaurant.

Your answer:

Want To Bet?

The government said it will listen to the feedback of the people.

Listen. Only. Fullstop.

Many people said no. But the govt seemed very tempted to welcome a casino in Singapore 'cos of the economical benefits. Money the devil over here?

Some joker from the parlaiment said that if the people said 'no' and the govt ban casino in Singapore, it will be making headlines across the world just like when the govt banned chewing gums in the past. She is afraid of us being stereotyped as the country where many things are banned.

Oh.... how thoughtful.. but that seems rubbish to me.

Anyway.. guess it's inevitable that a casino will be here.. as all the 'money experts' said that it will give hard-earned revenues to the govt. Well... experts said so.. what can normal citizens say?

To me... all are just another time wasting, pointless debate of the inevitable.

Having Lessons Everyday

Everyday is a learning process for me.

Recently, I have learned quite a bit.

1) Never stay behind a taxi while on the road. You really have to believe that taxi are the most dangerous vehicles on the road.

2) Some of the tutors and lecturers in school did not prepare their lessons. It really sucks 'cos they always made me sleep.

3) Speaking of lectures, the front segment of the LTs are haunted. The seats are reserved for 'our friends' from the other side.

4) Canteen A is a hotspot for babe watch.

5) The amount of efforts spend on one thing not equavelant to success later.

6) Once you thought that things are back to normal, it aren't. At first there are lots of entries by some 'enthusiastic' people, but then they are very busy with some 'grabbing of stuffs' that they could not even write a greetings.

7) Some things are better left unsaid.

8) Mourinho, once I admired, is not so great after all.

9) Failure is not the end. It's just another beginning. Life have to carry on anyway.

10) Have to acccept that other people don't understand me.

These are not negative thoughts, but positive lessons that will help me to prepare my life for the future. Learning is a life-long process. And I believe it will not ends here.