If you watch all the way to Part 7, you will be amazed.
It really reinforces my belief that bullshit, if repeated often enough, and with enough conviction, will become the truth.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Inside North Korea (part 1)
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Christmas Carol for everyone!
Latest Christmas carol for 2008, pretty neat eh?
You'd better watch out
You'd better not cry
You'd better keep cash
I'm telling you why:
Recession is coming to town.
It's hitting you once,
It's hitting you twice
It doesn't care if you've been careful and wise
Recession is coming to town
It's worthless if you've got shares
It's worthless if you've got bonds
It's safe when you've got cash in hand
So keep cash for goodness sake, HEY
You'd better watch out
You'd better not cry
You'd better keep cash
I'm telling you why:
Recession is coming to town!
Finance products are confusing
Finance products are so vague
The banks make you bear the cost of risk
So keep out for goodness sake, OH
You'd better watch out
You'd better not cry
You'd better keep cash
I'm telling you why:
Recession is coming to town.
You'd better watch out
You'd better not cry
You'd better keep cash
I'm telling you why:
Recession is coming to town.
It's hitting you once,
It's hitting you twice
It doesn't care if you've been careful and wise
Recession is coming to town
It's worthless if you've got shares
It's worthless if you've got bonds
It's safe when you've got cash in hand
So keep cash for goodness sake, HEY
You'd better watch out
You'd better not cry
You'd better keep cash
I'm telling you why:
Recession is coming to town!
Finance products are confusing
Finance products are so vague
The banks make you bear the cost of risk
So keep out for goodness sake, OH
You'd better watch out
You'd better not cry
You'd better keep cash
I'm telling you why:
Recession is coming to town.
Monday, November 03, 2008
Live the pain...
歌名：会呼吸的痛 歌手：梁静茹 所属专辑：崇拜
在东京铁塔 第一次眺望
看灯火模仿 坠落的星光
我终於到达 但却更悲伤
一个人完成 我们的梦想
你总说 时间还很多
你可以等我
以前我不懂得
未必明天 就有以后
想念是会呼吸的痛
它活在我身上所有角落
哼你爱的歌会痛
看你的信会痛 连沉默也痛
遗憾是会呼吸的痛
它流在血液中来回滚动
后悔不贴心会痛
恨不懂你会痛
想见不能见最痛
没看你脸上 张扬过哀伤
那是种多麼 寂寞的倔强
你拆了城墙 让我去流浪
在原地等我 把自己捆绑
你没说你也会软弱
需要依赖我
我就装不晓得
自由移动 自我地过
我发誓不再说谎了
多爱你就会抱你多紧的
我的微笑都假了
灵魂像飘浮著
你在就好了
我发誓不让你等候
陪你做想做的无论什麼
我越来越像贝壳
怕心被人触碰
你回来那就好了
能重来那就好了
在东京铁塔 第一次眺望
看灯火模仿 坠落的星光
我终於到达 但却更悲伤
一个人完成 我们的梦想
你总说 时间还很多
你可以等我
以前我不懂得
未必明天 就有以后
想念是会呼吸的痛
它活在我身上所有角落
哼你爱的歌会痛
看你的信会痛 连沉默也痛
遗憾是会呼吸的痛
它流在血液中来回滚动
后悔不贴心会痛
恨不懂你会痛
想见不能见最痛
没看你脸上 张扬过哀伤
那是种多麼 寂寞的倔强
你拆了城墙 让我去流浪
在原地等我 把自己捆绑
你没说你也会软弱
需要依赖我
我就装不晓得
自由移动 自我地过
我发誓不再说谎了
多爱你就会抱你多紧的
我的微笑都假了
灵魂像飘浮著
你在就好了
我发誓不让你等候
陪你做想做的无论什麼
我越来越像贝壳
怕心被人触碰
你回来那就好了
能重来那就好了
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
The lonely empty bench by the sea...
The weather was good, the sea view was soothing.
What was missing was you by my side to share the view with me.
Are you happy with him?
What was missing was you by my side to share the view with me.
Are you happy with him?
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
你不是真正的快乐
Words that I wish I could tell myself...
作词：五月天 作曲：五月天
人 群中 哭着 你只想变成透明的颜色
你再也不会梦 或痛 或心动了
你已经决定了 你已经决定了
你 静静 忍着 紧紧把昨天在拳心握着
而回忆越是甜 就是 越伤人了
越是在 手心留下
密密麻麻 深深浅浅 的刀割
你不是真正的快乐
你的笑只是你穿的保护色
你决定不恨了 也决定不爱了
把你的灵魂关在永远锁上的躯壳
这 世界 笑了 于是你合群的一起笑了
当生存是规则 不是 你的选择
于是你 含著眼泪
飘飘荡荡 跌跌撞撞 的走着
你不是真正的快乐
你的笑只是你穿的保护色
你决定不恨了 也决定不爱了
把你的灵魂关在永远锁上的躯壳
你不是真正的快乐
你的伤从不肯完全的愈合
我站在你左侧 却像隔著银河
难道就真的抱着遗憾一直到老了 然后才后悔着
你值得真正的快乐
你应该脱下你穿的保护色
为什么失去了 还要被惩罚呢
能不能就让 悲伤全部
结束在此刻 重新开始活着
作词：五月天 作曲：五月天
人 群中 哭着 你只想变成透明的颜色
你再也不会梦 或痛 或心动了
你已经决定了 你已经决定了
你 静静 忍着 紧紧把昨天在拳心握着
而回忆越是甜 就是 越伤人了
越是在 手心留下
密密麻麻 深深浅浅 的刀割
你不是真正的快乐
你的笑只是你穿的保护色
你决定不恨了 也决定不爱了
把你的灵魂关在永远锁上的躯壳
这 世界 笑了 于是你合群的一起笑了
当生存是规则 不是 你的选择
于是你 含著眼泪
飘飘荡荡 跌跌撞撞 的走着
你不是真正的快乐
你的笑只是你穿的保护色
你决定不恨了 也决定不爱了
把你的灵魂关在永远锁上的躯壳
你不是真正的快乐
你的伤从不肯完全的愈合
我站在你左侧 却像隔著银河
难道就真的抱着遗憾一直到老了 然后才后悔着
你值得真正的快乐
你应该脱下你穿的保护色
为什么失去了 还要被惩罚呢
能不能就让 悲伤全部
结束在此刻 重新开始活着
Sunday, October 05, 2008
20LEgend
A long overdue post...copied and pasted for memories sake...
from the Telegraph
There will not be a dry eye in the house at Old Trafford when Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, footballing role model, Manchester United icon and the man who put the ball in the Germans' net, steps on to a pitch for the final time
"The pitches already miss him,'' reflected Cristiano Ronaldo.
Solskjaer's millions of admirers will miss him: those flocking to the Stretford End, those in his native Norway, where he is revered as much as Ibsen and Munch, and simply all those around the globe who appreciate dignity and determination.
United players will miss him. Ronaldo spoke for all in the champions' dressing room when he said: "Ole was a fantastic player, with whom I loved to play, not even for the way he plays but also for the person he really is. As a person, he is absolutely fantastic, spectacular, kind and very, very nice. I improved a lot just because I've played side-by-side with him; he taught me lots of things. I also grew up with him and for that I have to say: 'Thank you, Ole'."
Premier League statisticians will miss him. In 151 league starts for United, the 'Baby-Faced Assassin' plundered 91 goals, and 17 more from his 84 outings from the bench. He tore into Spurs' back line, recording seven goals in eight starts. Everton were similarly pounded. He regularly bullied Nottingham Forest's defence. "I'll never forget when he came on as a sub at Forest and within 10 minutes had scored four goals,'' reminisced David Beckham.
As the 35-year-old bows out with a testimonial against Espanyol, all football will miss the man for more than just his goals. Solskjaer has been a wonderful ambassador for the game, and all proceeds from today's match, and a planned telethon, go towards 10 new schools in Africa.
From the moment Solskjaer arrived at United in the summer of 1996, he was obviously special. That pre-season, Alex Ferguson gathered his five new players at the Cliff training ground to talk to the media. Solskjaer was not even the best-known Norwegian in the room. That was Ronny Johnsen. Jordi Cruyff, Raimond van der Gouw and Karel Poborsky were also there, and most of the questions were aimed at them and Johnsen.
Yet there was a sparkle in Ferguson's eye as he introduced Solskjaer. He knew he had uncovered a gem. We had to check the spelling of his name and find out where on earth Molde was, but as I left, a United official whispered: "Fergie thinks Solskjaer will be the best of the lot.'' So it proved.
"I remember seeing him walk into the dressing room and thinking how young he looked – he had such a baby face,'' added Beckham. "As soon as he started training you could see that he had what it took to become a Manchester United player, a great Manchester United player in fact. He was one of those players that, whenever he got the ball, he did something with it."
To understand the essence of Solskjaer it is important to rewind to Dec 5, 2006, when the striker was talking to his friend, Bernt Jakob Oksnes, a well-known reporter in Norway. Solskjaer was musing on what qualities were required to succeed at Old Trafford. "You can't come that far with pure talent," Solskjaer told Oksnes. "You only reach the first team of Manchester United with the hard work and willpower of steel." The next day, Solskjaer took his usual seat on the bench as United took on Benfica in a Champions League group match.
As the game pushed into the later stages, Ferguson gave Solskjaer the nod to warm up as he would soon be replacing Paul Scholes. "I suddenly started to feel very emotional," recalled Oksnes. "Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, our man, was doing his warm-up, up and down Old Trafford's grass. And Old Trafford started to sing, Stretford End at first, then North Stand, and then the whole stadium: 'You are my Solskjaer, my Ole Solskjaer; you make me happy when skies are grey.' It was so fantastically loud. The choir of Old Trafford was at its heights."
United fans love Solskjaer because he never embarrassed their beloved club, never clamoured to join Real Madrid nor fell out of a nightclub at 3am. Even when that persistent knee injury drained the life from a fine career, even when he toiled for two years in the gym, no self-pity could be detected. United officials would advise youngsters: "Look and learn from Ole".
As well as the dedication, United supporters love him for all the goals, and one in particular against Bayern Munich to seal the Champions League final of 1999. "I remember sticking my foot out and the ball going in but everything else is a bit of a blur," said Solskjaer, typically modest. Solskjaer always smiled when the phone belonging to United's director of communications, Phil Townsend, reverberated to its ring-tone of "And Solskjaer has won it", Clive Tyldesley's unforgettable commentary from the Nou Camp.
That goal. That willpower. That lack of ego. An intelligent and unselfish footballer, Solskjaer showed tactical versatility, playing on the right, on his own up front, or (successfully) in tandem with Ruud van Nistelrooy. United fans adore him because he was a credit to the club and because he offered one quality they shared: commitment to the cause.
"Ole has admitted he had a limited talent, he is more a product of endless and honest work," said Oksnes. "He is idolised for that. Ole's appearance, his humble approach, and loyalty are much-acclaimed qualities. And now he is the most famous Norwegian of all time. He is bigger than Ibsen, bigger than Munch, in terms of how many people know him around the world. You can find people wearing Solskjaer shirts in Nepal and in Kenya and in Singapore today.
"I asked him what he felt when Old Trafford sang his song, even at times when he was injured. 'I feel proud, but a bit embarrassed as well,' he answered. 'I think to myself: 'Why me?' A little man from Kristiansund.' A legend at Old Trafford."
Solskjaer's own verdict? "I worked for the best manager of all time. I played with the best players in the world and in front of the best fans. I am very proud of what I achieved but very humble as well that I was given the opportunity to do that."
Even now that his playing days are over, he continues to deliver for United as reserve-team manager. As that magical evening in 1999 showed, Solskjaer knows how to influence a game from the bench. Old Trafford will say farewell, and thanks for Munich and all the memories, in style today. The pitch will miss him.
Five great Solskjaer moments:
Aug 25, 1996 - Man Utd 2 Blackburn 2:
An unheralded £1.5 million signing from Molde, Solskjaer marked his United debut by climbing off the substitutes’ bench to score an equaliser that ensured United preserved their 32-game unbeaten home run.
Feb 6, 1999 - Nottm Forest 1 Man Utd 8
Despite only being introduced as a 71st-minute substitute, Solskjaer scored four goals as United claimed the Premier League’s biggest away victory.
Jan 24,1999 - Man Utd 2 Liverpool 1:
After Michael Owen’s early goal in this FA Cup fourth round tie, Dwight Yorke’s 88th-minute equaliser set the scene for Solskjaer to score an injury-time winner against the big rivals.
May 26, 1999 - Man Utd 2 Bayern Munich 1
The moment that Solskjaer became a United icon. Deployed as a late substitute, he delivered another decisive goal, scoring a dramatic injury-time winner to secure the European Cup.
Aug 23, 2006 - Charlton 0 Man United 3
Solskjaer’s goal, the third in a routine victory at the Valley, marked his first strike for the first-team after almost three years out of the game battling the serious knee injury that ultimately claimed his career.
from the Telegraph
There will not be a dry eye in the house at Old Trafford when Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, footballing role model, Manchester United icon and the man who put the ball in the Germans' net, steps on to a pitch for the final time
"The pitches already miss him,'' reflected Cristiano Ronaldo.
Solskjaer's millions of admirers will miss him: those flocking to the Stretford End, those in his native Norway, where he is revered as much as Ibsen and Munch, and simply all those around the globe who appreciate dignity and determination.
United players will miss him. Ronaldo spoke for all in the champions' dressing room when he said: "Ole was a fantastic player, with whom I loved to play, not even for the way he plays but also for the person he really is. As a person, he is absolutely fantastic, spectacular, kind and very, very nice. I improved a lot just because I've played side-by-side with him; he taught me lots of things. I also grew up with him and for that I have to say: 'Thank you, Ole'."
Premier League statisticians will miss him. In 151 league starts for United, the 'Baby-Faced Assassin' plundered 91 goals, and 17 more from his 84 outings from the bench. He tore into Spurs' back line, recording seven goals in eight starts. Everton were similarly pounded. He regularly bullied Nottingham Forest's defence. "I'll never forget when he came on as a sub at Forest and within 10 minutes had scored four goals,'' reminisced David Beckham.
As the 35-year-old bows out with a testimonial against Espanyol, all football will miss the man for more than just his goals. Solskjaer has been a wonderful ambassador for the game, and all proceeds from today's match, and a planned telethon, go towards 10 new schools in Africa.
From the moment Solskjaer arrived at United in the summer of 1996, he was obviously special. That pre-season, Alex Ferguson gathered his five new players at the Cliff training ground to talk to the media. Solskjaer was not even the best-known Norwegian in the room. That was Ronny Johnsen. Jordi Cruyff, Raimond van der Gouw and Karel Poborsky were also there, and most of the questions were aimed at them and Johnsen.
Yet there was a sparkle in Ferguson's eye as he introduced Solskjaer. He knew he had uncovered a gem. We had to check the spelling of his name and find out where on earth Molde was, but as I left, a United official whispered: "Fergie thinks Solskjaer will be the best of the lot.'' So it proved.
"I remember seeing him walk into the dressing room and thinking how young he looked – he had such a baby face,'' added Beckham. "As soon as he started training you could see that he had what it took to become a Manchester United player, a great Manchester United player in fact. He was one of those players that, whenever he got the ball, he did something with it."
To understand the essence of Solskjaer it is important to rewind to Dec 5, 2006, when the striker was talking to his friend, Bernt Jakob Oksnes, a well-known reporter in Norway. Solskjaer was musing on what qualities were required to succeed at Old Trafford. "You can't come that far with pure talent," Solskjaer told Oksnes. "You only reach the first team of Manchester United with the hard work and willpower of steel." The next day, Solskjaer took his usual seat on the bench as United took on Benfica in a Champions League group match.
As the game pushed into the later stages, Ferguson gave Solskjaer the nod to warm up as he would soon be replacing Paul Scholes. "I suddenly started to feel very emotional," recalled Oksnes. "Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, our man, was doing his warm-up, up and down Old Trafford's grass. And Old Trafford started to sing, Stretford End at first, then North Stand, and then the whole stadium: 'You are my Solskjaer, my Ole Solskjaer; you make me happy when skies are grey.' It was so fantastically loud. The choir of Old Trafford was at its heights."
United fans love Solskjaer because he never embarrassed their beloved club, never clamoured to join Real Madrid nor fell out of a nightclub at 3am. Even when that persistent knee injury drained the life from a fine career, even when he toiled for two years in the gym, no self-pity could be detected. United officials would advise youngsters: "Look and learn from Ole".
As well as the dedication, United supporters love him for all the goals, and one in particular against Bayern Munich to seal the Champions League final of 1999. "I remember sticking my foot out and the ball going in but everything else is a bit of a blur," said Solskjaer, typically modest. Solskjaer always smiled when the phone belonging to United's director of communications, Phil Townsend, reverberated to its ring-tone of "And Solskjaer has won it", Clive Tyldesley's unforgettable commentary from the Nou Camp.
That goal. That willpower. That lack of ego. An intelligent and unselfish footballer, Solskjaer showed tactical versatility, playing on the right, on his own up front, or (successfully) in tandem with Ruud van Nistelrooy. United fans adore him because he was a credit to the club and because he offered one quality they shared: commitment to the cause.
"Ole has admitted he had a limited talent, he is more a product of endless and honest work," said Oksnes. "He is idolised for that. Ole's appearance, his humble approach, and loyalty are much-acclaimed qualities. And now he is the most famous Norwegian of all time. He is bigger than Ibsen, bigger than Munch, in terms of how many people know him around the world. You can find people wearing Solskjaer shirts in Nepal and in Kenya and in Singapore today.
"I asked him what he felt when Old Trafford sang his song, even at times when he was injured. 'I feel proud, but a bit embarrassed as well,' he answered. 'I think to myself: 'Why me?' A little man from Kristiansund.' A legend at Old Trafford."
Solskjaer's own verdict? "I worked for the best manager of all time. I played with the best players in the world and in front of the best fans. I am very proud of what I achieved but very humble as well that I was given the opportunity to do that."
Even now that his playing days are over, he continues to deliver for United as reserve-team manager. As that magical evening in 1999 showed, Solskjaer knows how to influence a game from the bench. Old Trafford will say farewell, and thanks for Munich and all the memories, in style today. The pitch will miss him.
Five great Solskjaer moments:
Aug 25, 1996 - Man Utd 2 Blackburn 2:
An unheralded £1.5 million signing from Molde, Solskjaer marked his United debut by climbing off the substitutes’ bench to score an equaliser that ensured United preserved their 32-game unbeaten home run.
Feb 6, 1999 - Nottm Forest 1 Man Utd 8
Despite only being introduced as a 71st-minute substitute, Solskjaer scored four goals as United claimed the Premier League’s biggest away victory.
Jan 24,1999 - Man Utd 2 Liverpool 1:
After Michael Owen’s early goal in this FA Cup fourth round tie, Dwight Yorke’s 88th-minute equaliser set the scene for Solskjaer to score an injury-time winner against the big rivals.
May 26, 1999 - Man Utd 2 Bayern Munich 1
The moment that Solskjaer became a United icon. Deployed as a late substitute, he delivered another decisive goal, scoring a dramatic injury-time winner to secure the European Cup.
Aug 23, 2006 - Charlton 0 Man United 3
Solskjaer’s goal, the third in a routine victory at the Valley, marked his first strike for the first-team after almost three years out of the game battling the serious knee injury that ultimately claimed his career.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Boy Meets Girl - No More, no more...
I can still remember the first time I met you - that feeling of excitement that I did not have for a long time. I still remember making a promise to the one up there that I will not waste the chance if He would help me once more.
I still remember the months that followed. My life was brighter and cheerful with you around. For the first time in a long while, I really enjoyed life. I really did.
I don't know how it all started to go downhill. But it did. Maybe I should have been more subtle. Maybe I shouldn't have fallen for you.
Maybe I would still be able to see you then.
But what's left now is merely emptiness. Fragments of memories of happier days gone by to cling onto.
It hurts every night, when I stop whatever I am doing, and try to fall asleep. All that I can think of is you. Asking myself what did I do wrong. Asking myself where was I not good enough. Asking myself why everything turned out this way.
And I really have no answers.
When you told me you were sick, and it started to rain, all I wanted to do was to drive over and give you a lift, so that you did not have to get yourself wet.
When you were unhappy, I wished for you to be happy, hoping that the card would cheer you up.
Whenever you were rushing for your class, and you had no time to eat, I would try to keep the hunger away with some food.
If you would agree, I would protect you forever.
You were on my mind everyday, every moment.
But it just wasn't good enough, and I guess it would never be.
Is this really the end? Do I have any crumbs of hope and comfort to survive on?
I love you, W. I really do.
I still remember the months that followed. My life was brighter and cheerful with you around. For the first time in a long while, I really enjoyed life. I really did.
I don't know how it all started to go downhill. But it did. Maybe I should have been more subtle. Maybe I shouldn't have fallen for you.
Maybe I would still be able to see you then.
But what's left now is merely emptiness. Fragments of memories of happier days gone by to cling onto.
It hurts every night, when I stop whatever I am doing, and try to fall asleep. All that I can think of is you. Asking myself what did I do wrong. Asking myself where was I not good enough. Asking myself why everything turned out this way.
And I really have no answers.
When you told me you were sick, and it started to rain, all I wanted to do was to drive over and give you a lift, so that you did not have to get yourself wet.
When you were unhappy, I wished for you to be happy, hoping that the card would cheer you up.
Whenever you were rushing for your class, and you had no time to eat, I would try to keep the hunger away with some food.
If you would agree, I would protect you forever.
You were on my mind everyday, every moment.
But it just wasn't good enough, and I guess it would never be.
Is this really the end? Do I have any crumbs of hope and comfort to survive on?
I love you, W. I really do.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
I hate the Moon
Today was one of the days whereby I find myself once again questioning the reason for me taking this path.
And the plain truth is once again: I don't know.
A bit of naivety, a bit of desperation, a bit of bo chup-ness and a bit of misinformation all contributed to the path that I took thus far.
I can't honestly say it has been all bad. But so far, to be honest, the bad is indeed tipping the scale slightly.
I can't reconcile how the things I am supposed to be doing are really helping the people who I am supposed to help.
A lot of times, I don't really know how I am supposed to help the people I am supposed to help.
I don't know if I am even value adding to the people I am supposed to help.
And you know what's the worrying thing? Sometimes I think I don't really care at all. I think I am selfish. It's just that I try too hard to influence myself to think I care, when in fact I really don't think I do.
The things in my personal life make me very upset, but yet I have to always try to smile, keep my temper in check etc. It's tiring, and sometimes it's downright meaningless.
I don't feel myself improving in any manner, either emotionally or capacity wise or knowledge wise.
I hate my job. I hate the troublemakers. I hate paperwork. I hate award chasers. I hate KPIs. Most of all, I hate myself.
And the plain truth is once again: I don't know.
A bit of naivety, a bit of desperation, a bit of bo chup-ness and a bit of misinformation all contributed to the path that I took thus far.
I can't honestly say it has been all bad. But so far, to be honest, the bad is indeed tipping the scale slightly.
I can't reconcile how the things I am supposed to be doing are really helping the people who I am supposed to help.
A lot of times, I don't really know how I am supposed to help the people I am supposed to help.
I don't know if I am even value adding to the people I am supposed to help.
And you know what's the worrying thing? Sometimes I think I don't really care at all. I think I am selfish. It's just that I try too hard to influence myself to think I care, when in fact I really don't think I do.
The things in my personal life make me very upset, but yet I have to always try to smile, keep my temper in check etc. It's tiring, and sometimes it's downright meaningless.
I don't feel myself improving in any manner, either emotionally or capacity wise or knowledge wise.
I hate my job. I hate the troublemakers. I hate paperwork. I hate award chasers. I hate KPIs. Most of all, I hate myself.
Friday, September 05, 2008
Monday, September 01, 2008
My ball sense prevails once again
There's just something about the 6th sense (I prefer to use ball sense) of human beings. It can keep you out of danger, it can also lead you to missed opportunities.
Luckily for me, it has been accurate more often than not.
There's just something about some people which make you refuse to trust them with your lives. And so it proved once again.
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There are also times when I look at the people walking around on the streets and feel that I am a weirdo. Some of them are obviously hopeless airheads. Some look like they can have an orgasm with a mousepad or on a discussion about why the Demand curve can sometimes slope upwards. Some of them have a way too inflated sense of self importance. Some of them have EQ equivalent to that of a Chinese speaking hoaxster. But yet all of them have a girlfriend. (Let's not quiver over the point that some of their girlfriends also CMI). Yes some of the really hopeless cases all have a gf in tow.
And yet I fail time and time again. There are times when I look in the mirror and feel disgusted at the person I see. So it's no wonder that no one likes me. But there are also times when I think I am so much better than the aforementioned. But facts prove otherwise. I think I am losing the faith slowly but surely.
I will always be the lowest priority. As unwanted as a piece of used disposable undies. I should just give up...
Luckily for me, it has been accurate more often than not.
There's just something about some people which make you refuse to trust them with your lives. And so it proved once again.
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There are also times when I look at the people walking around on the streets and feel that I am a weirdo. Some of them are obviously hopeless airheads. Some look like they can have an orgasm with a mousepad or on a discussion about why the Demand curve can sometimes slope upwards. Some of them have a way too inflated sense of self importance. Some of them have EQ equivalent to that of a Chinese speaking hoaxster. But yet all of them have a girlfriend. (Let's not quiver over the point that some of their girlfriends also CMI). Yes some of the really hopeless cases all have a gf in tow.
And yet I fail time and time again. There are times when I look in the mirror and feel disgusted at the person I see. So it's no wonder that no one likes me. But there are also times when I think I am so much better than the aforementioned. But facts prove otherwise. I think I am losing the faith slowly but surely.
I will always be the lowest priority. As unwanted as a piece of used disposable undies. I should just give up...
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Bah!
The ST Forum
The life of a teacher had been discussed widely for the past few weeks, with some people agreeing that the work of a teacher is tough. But there are also others who dismiss such complaints nonchalantly under the guise of "you haven't seen the real world".
On one hand, the former group would say "if it is so easy, why not you join the teaching profession? After all school ends at 2pm everyday and it is easy money isn't it?". And then the flipside of the argument is "if it is so tough, why not get out? Nobody is forcing you to stay!"
The truth, as is the case most of the time, is probably somewhere in the middle.
Yes we do accept that every job has its own set of problems. I look at my friends with 24 hour duties etc and I am glad that I don't have to do that, well at least not yet anyway. But what we absolutely detest is the way that our work is being dismissed with a cursory wave of the hand as "not real" and "you haven't seen the real world".
What is the real world? Are the students in schools fake? Are the exam results fake? Are the script marking fake? Are the parents fake? Teachers do not really face the threat of retrenchment, but try slacking around as a teacher and see what happens? If your conscience does not get you, your Principal or HOD would be breathing down your neck. Your students would be coming to you for extra help, if not they will complain to their parents that you are incompetent and then you are going to get it again!
At the very least, in the private sector, you really only have 1 boss to answer to. Make your customers happy and your boss is happy. Simple as that. But in the context of education, making your students happy does not equate to making your HOD or Principal happy. Making your students happy is not the same as making parents happy either. You have multiple bosses to answer to! Heck, even making NIE happy may not be the same as making the school happy sometimes. Try having to satisfy 3 or more different bosses with different agendas and demands and see if it is still "unreal".
So next time, before you dismiss teachers as one of the lower rungs of society, do try to think a bit more, and also about how you got to where you are in the first place. Chances are there would be a couple of good teachers along the way who helped you to achieve what you have today. So much for being "unreal".
The life of a teacher had been discussed widely for the past few weeks, with some people agreeing that the work of a teacher is tough. But there are also others who dismiss such complaints nonchalantly under the guise of "you haven't seen the real world".
On one hand, the former group would say "if it is so easy, why not you join the teaching profession? After all school ends at 2pm everyday and it is easy money isn't it?". And then the flipside of the argument is "if it is so tough, why not get out? Nobody is forcing you to stay!"
The truth, as is the case most of the time, is probably somewhere in the middle.
Yes we do accept that every job has its own set of problems. I look at my friends with 24 hour duties etc and I am glad that I don't have to do that, well at least not yet anyway. But what we absolutely detest is the way that our work is being dismissed with a cursory wave of the hand as "not real" and "you haven't seen the real world".
What is the real world? Are the students in schools fake? Are the exam results fake? Are the script marking fake? Are the parents fake? Teachers do not really face the threat of retrenchment, but try slacking around as a teacher and see what happens? If your conscience does not get you, your Principal or HOD would be breathing down your neck. Your students would be coming to you for extra help, if not they will complain to their parents that you are incompetent and then you are going to get it again!
At the very least, in the private sector, you really only have 1 boss to answer to. Make your customers happy and your boss is happy. Simple as that. But in the context of education, making your students happy does not equate to making your HOD or Principal happy. Making your students happy is not the same as making parents happy either. You have multiple bosses to answer to! Heck, even making NIE happy may not be the same as making the school happy sometimes. Try having to satisfy 3 or more different bosses with different agendas and demands and see if it is still "unreal".
So next time, before you dismiss teachers as one of the lower rungs of society, do try to think a bit more, and also about how you got to where you are in the first place. Chances are there would be a couple of good teachers along the way who helped you to achieve what you have today. So much for being "unreal".
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Cristiano Ronaldo: The Story So Far
http://indonewyork.com/contents/Berita/Olahraga/CristianoRonaldoStory.htm
http://indonewyork.com/contents/Berita/Olahraga/profil-CR-theboywithadream.html
http://indonewyork.com/contents/Berita/Olahraga/profil-CR-theboywithadream.html
Monday, March 31, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
The crazy world that we live in...
Somehow I am glad that I wasn't born 6 years later. Back in my time, and that wasn't very far away either, all you needed to do was to study hard and get decent grades and off you go to NUS and NTU. Now you need to be a community service hero (doesn't matter if you don't give a damn about your old and dying grandparents), a sports person (doesn't matter if you actually hate running and swear never to step into Macritchie after your cross country days are over), a passionate person in whatever field you choose (doesn't matter if the sole reason you want to work is actually just to earn enough money so that your parents, you, your wife and children will not starve to death), and a school leader (doesn't matter if you entered the club only because it has only 5 members and you are ensured of an exco position).
Do we really need to be like this? Where's the world where you can just enjoy a kickabout with your friends after school? Without worrying whether it is adding value to your CV when you apply for university? Do we REALLY need to keep racing and moving? Are we racing against aliens from outer space? Where is all this going? When are we going to say "yes we have arrived!" and proceed to enjoy happily ever after? Or we condemned to an endless race? Heck even Britain also worried, seems like we are doomed!
Stressed out Varsity Students (Full article)
Numbers game
WELCOME to the university application season in Singapore - described as 'hell' by the 18- to 20-year-olds pouring out in ever-increasing numbers from the polytechnics, junior colleges and private schools.
University admissions officials say they have never seen this level of tension and competition before. It is evident in the increasing number of students going all out to embellish their co-curricular activities record. And the essays that seem just a little too polished and sleekly written.
All this elbowing and shoving for a university place does not surprise SMU's admissions director Alan Goh. As a parent of two daughters in tertiary institutions, he says a university degree is now seen to be the minimum for survival in the new economy.
When Outstanding is just Average (Full article)
Once these Raffles Junior College students, the creme de la creme from Singapore's most pedigreed secondary schools, receive their result slips, their worries break into relief, grins and high-fives.
But a handful dissolve into tears, as if their perfect world has crashed. In between sobbing, most admit that, all things considered, their results are good - sullied perhaps by one B or C. But they fear that the results are not good enough to secure the most coveted scholarships.
Among the triumphant with perfect scores, the rejoicing dies down after they get wind of the fact that there are 58 other RJC students - just like them - who turned in flawless scores.
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His friend, Mayank Soni, 18, another nine-A scorer who intends to study economics and engineering in the US, is also cautious when assessing his chances of landing a place in either Harvard, Yale, MIT, Cornell or Stanford, which he has applied to.
He founded a new co-curricular activity (a money-management society), won a silver medal in the international biology Olympiad, played cricket for the school and volunteered with the Singapore Association for the Deaf.
But he is bracing himself for the worst. 'Although I have perfect grades, so do 58 others in RJC. And among the applicants to Harvard, I will just be the average, outstanding student,' he laments.
In schools like Harvard and Yale where every other student is a valedictorian, with perfect or close to perfect Grade Point Averages and SAT scores, admissions officers look for other attributes, such as all-roundedness and 'passion'.
Queen opens new Heathrow terminal (full article)
Airport operator British Airports Authority's chairman Nigel Rudd told the BBC yesterday: 'London deserves a first-class airport. We are starting today. This is a new beginning.'
But green protesters worry that the new terminals are just the first stage in a vast new expansion, which as well as the construction of a third runway will see an increase in passenger numbers by up to 100 per cent.
While the Queen yesterday described T5 as 'environmentally responsible', Greenpeace has called it a 'monument to the binge-flying culture'.
Opponents include local people and even London Mayor Ken Livingstone, who are against the plans on pollution and congestion grounds.
But Mr Rudd defended the expansion, saying: 'We have to compete in the world. The nation has to decide whether we want to be a world class nation or a second-class nation.'
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There you have it....run or die.... I think I really need to find a piece of land to go be a hermit farmer....
Do we really need to be like this? Where's the world where you can just enjoy a kickabout with your friends after school? Without worrying whether it is adding value to your CV when you apply for university? Do we REALLY need to keep racing and moving? Are we racing against aliens from outer space? Where is all this going? When are we going to say "yes we have arrived!" and proceed to enjoy happily ever after? Or we condemned to an endless race? Heck even Britain also worried, seems like we are doomed!
Stressed out Varsity Students (Full article)
Numbers game
WELCOME to the university application season in Singapore - described as 'hell' by the 18- to 20-year-olds pouring out in ever-increasing numbers from the polytechnics, junior colleges and private schools.
University admissions officials say they have never seen this level of tension and competition before. It is evident in the increasing number of students going all out to embellish their co-curricular activities record. And the essays that seem just a little too polished and sleekly written.
All this elbowing and shoving for a university place does not surprise SMU's admissions director Alan Goh. As a parent of two daughters in tertiary institutions, he says a university degree is now seen to be the minimum for survival in the new economy.
When Outstanding is just Average (Full article)
Once these Raffles Junior College students, the creme de la creme from Singapore's most pedigreed secondary schools, receive their result slips, their worries break into relief, grins and high-fives.
But a handful dissolve into tears, as if their perfect world has crashed. In between sobbing, most admit that, all things considered, their results are good - sullied perhaps by one B or C. But they fear that the results are not good enough to secure the most coveted scholarships.
Among the triumphant with perfect scores, the rejoicing dies down after they get wind of the fact that there are 58 other RJC students - just like them - who turned in flawless scores.
------
His friend, Mayank Soni, 18, another nine-A scorer who intends to study economics and engineering in the US, is also cautious when assessing his chances of landing a place in either Harvard, Yale, MIT, Cornell or Stanford, which he has applied to.
He founded a new co-curricular activity (a money-management society), won a silver medal in the international biology Olympiad, played cricket for the school and volunteered with the Singapore Association for the Deaf.
But he is bracing himself for the worst. 'Although I have perfect grades, so do 58 others in RJC. And among the applicants to Harvard, I will just be the average, outstanding student,' he laments.
In schools like Harvard and Yale where every other student is a valedictorian, with perfect or close to perfect Grade Point Averages and SAT scores, admissions officers look for other attributes, such as all-roundedness and 'passion'.
Queen opens new Heathrow terminal (full article)
Airport operator British Airports Authority's chairman Nigel Rudd told the BBC yesterday: 'London deserves a first-class airport. We are starting today. This is a new beginning.'
But green protesters worry that the new terminals are just the first stage in a vast new expansion, which as well as the construction of a third runway will see an increase in passenger numbers by up to 100 per cent.
While the Queen yesterday described T5 as 'environmentally responsible', Greenpeace has called it a 'monument to the binge-flying culture'.
Opponents include local people and even London Mayor Ken Livingstone, who are against the plans on pollution and congestion grounds.
But Mr Rudd defended the expansion, saying: 'We have to compete in the world. The nation has to decide whether we want to be a world class nation or a second-class nation.'
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There you have it....run or die.... I think I really need to find a piece of land to go be a hermit farmer....
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