Well, just came out of a German class this morning. Company sent me. Ok, not exactly German but all these financial terms are all so Chim. Just when I thought IRR and MIRR were mind boggling, then came EBITDA multiplier and other models which they assume everyone in there knows all the terms. Perhaps I should have not taken engineering, but well, it is still the toughest course ever, so if I can understand engineering, I can understand everything else rite?
Ok, on poems... ah. Though I am not formally trained in poems, I shall not comment on the poem that Weiyan has written on her blog. However, if you remembered, I once submitted a winning entry before and my poem DID won me a nice canon Ixus camera worth abt 500 bucks. IE My poem was worth abt 500 bucks... So, first, why is weiyan's poem not rhyming? maybe more chim poems do not need to rhyme...
Anyway, just a revelation to share and especially with the poet is that when one person is so very close to you, often you do not see the person's face. When God is hugging you, you can't see him anymore but you'll just have to trust that He is even closer than when you can see Him. Well, I got this revelation when I was hugging Qin. I always like to see her face but she always like to hug me... It's quite hard to describe and i will not attempt to do so. Anyway, you can't see a person's face when hugging a person la.... Just like you can't lick your own elbow (ok, I know you're so going to try this out)....
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Social Issues
Well, the last time I've blogged was on the 8th. Some people may think that I usually blog on pretty racist things. However, I just want to take this oportunity to clarify that I am not a racist bogger but rather I like to discuss on social issues. Foreigners and overcrowding of bangla is a social issue in singapore. THere aare also many mainland chinese aka chinamen. I am a Chinese too and Ido discuss abt them as well. Racism is not the focal point in this blog.
Talking of which I have been watching this program called top gear on BBC. Apparently, these englishmen are very open in descriminating americans, germans etc... Well, in those countries, no one cares abt what you say really. They just laugh it off. There are actually a lot of good stuff that I wish I can blog abt but due to the sensitive nature of it all, I shall keep silent.
Going to play for a wedding soon and on sun, a baby shower to attend. Well, the baby is Vic Lim's and Yvonne's.. I still remember the day I attended their wedding at raffles hotel... Ha. Looking back, I think I've changed a lot. In terms of priorities, attitudes.. Not quite sure if it's forbetter of for worse...
Anyways, this week has been a really busy week. At work, lots of stuff to do, pressure.. you name it. Ministry wise, not talk abt it. Have you ever had something stuck up your anus before and it feels really uncomfortable? That's the feeling. I'm not quite sure if using this analogy for ministry is politically correct, but that feeling is hard to describe. Maybe that's what Paul meant when he said there's a torn in his flesh. Talking abt anus, I do have that exp when I went to see the doctor once in the army. He stuck a device to do some checks.. how interesting... Marriage wise, still preparing. I'm just so tired. Slept for 3 hours that day. Trying to keep awake during meetings. Can't really believe it. It's amazing why I'm not fired from my job...
Talking of which I have been watching this program called top gear on BBC. Apparently, these englishmen are very open in descriminating americans, germans etc... Well, in those countries, no one cares abt what you say really. They just laugh it off. There are actually a lot of good stuff that I wish I can blog abt but due to the sensitive nature of it all, I shall keep silent.
Going to play for a wedding soon and on sun, a baby shower to attend. Well, the baby is Vic Lim's and Yvonne's.. I still remember the day I attended their wedding at raffles hotel... Ha. Looking back, I think I've changed a lot. In terms of priorities, attitudes.. Not quite sure if it's forbetter of for worse...
Anyways, this week has been a really busy week. At work, lots of stuff to do, pressure.. you name it. Ministry wise, not talk abt it. Have you ever had something stuck up your anus before and it feels really uncomfortable? That's the feeling. I'm not quite sure if using this analogy for ministry is politically correct, but that feeling is hard to describe. Maybe that's what Paul meant when he said there's a torn in his flesh. Talking abt anus, I do have that exp when I went to see the doctor once in the army. He stuck a device to do some checks.. how interesting... Marriage wise, still preparing. I'm just so tired. Slept for 3 hours that day. Trying to keep awake during meetings. Can't really believe it. It's amazing why I'm not fired from my job...
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
5 whys about driving
1. Why is it that women drivers always put 2 hands on the steering wheel at all times?
2. Why is it that women drivers always lean forwards when driving?
3. Why is it that the person sitting in the passenger seat always seem to know how to drive better?
4. Why is it that they do not teach you how to change tires even until you've gotten your license?
5. Why is it that some junctions have yellow boxes while some have only white boxes?
Next post coming up when all 5 questions are answered in 'comments'
2. Why is it that women drivers always lean forwards when driving?
3. Why is it that the person sitting in the passenger seat always seem to know how to drive better?
4. Why is it that they do not teach you how to change tires even until you've gotten your license?
5. Why is it that some junctions have yellow boxes while some have only white boxes?
Next post coming up when all 5 questions are answered in 'comments'
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
The NSF picture
Some people said that the NSF picture taken at Jurong East MRT station was really a mockery and it indeed shows that life is tough for these NSFs. Well let's dig deeper...
Imagine you are born a Singapore Male. All through your life, you've been into good schools, put through some say the best education programme. You've not done anything wrong or done anything against the law... But suddenly, when you turn 18. You're ARRESTED and placed behind green fences. You lost all freedom as the judge sentenced you to 2 years and 4 months imprisonment. You wondered what went wrong. You then go through all sorts of emotional trauma and every morning you do things that no one wants to do. You are forced to serve the people with tatoos, the people who have no formal education, the people who are rejected by society and have no choice but to sign on. Then they call this serving the nation. You try to meet the whimps and fancies of the regulars and you'll be punished if you do not do so. You lost all dignity and self esteem. Woe to those who said that if you do not study hard, you'll end up as a rubbish collector/ road sweeper cos all the JC students end up sweeping the roads and collecting the rubbish as the tatoo-clad monsters shout out orders.
It doesn't stop there. In the midst of protecting the country from military attacks from neighbouring countries, you begin to wonder why must you serve. Even the songs they teach inside remind you of the huge question: Why must you serve. Then some say it's so that your family will be protected, so that we can have job security, a better future, so that people will not invade our country. This doctrine is then deeply imprinted into our hearts and we are brain washed into this seemingly righteous cause. As time goes on and the people in camp are seperated from reality outside, you begin to have a little glimps of what life is really like during your pathetic weekends. You go to places like Jurong Point and Jurong East and you see the foreign workers there. They are drinking and peeing on the land that you've laid down your life to protect. As the advert says, this dirt on my face is my land... Well, not when this dirt on your face has been peeed on by some foreign construction worker that is. And as you begin to walk towards the shopping centre, you realise that the gatherings at the fields are just a prelude of what's going to come. The ants nest is really inside. As you begin to walk from shop to shop, you begin to wonder has the invaders already arrive? They begin to invade not with weapons of war but with diversity, different culture and different attitudes. They said you must protect Singapore and if there's any reason why you should is so that your family will be protected. Then when you are in camp you read the newspapers that says 'Foreign workers molesting Singaporean girls during Christmas countdowns'. '77-yr old granny robbed in lift, witness says a dark skinned male took her gold chain and ran off' The list just goes on... You begin to wonder if the society will be a safer place if you are out of camp instead of being locked inside. Even in camp, you see fellow camp mates dying one by one. Some after running, some after doing pull ups, you wonder when's your turn? You cannot say you want to stop all these nonsense as that is a chargeable offence under insubordination. You remembered the folks who built the great wall of china and how they were treated like slaves with no human rights, the only rest time is when you drop dead and die. You feel for them.
Then 2 yr 4 mth passed and you think you're through. Not quite. You enter the job market and realise that the jobs you want are given to foreigners already. You being the Singaporean have to take the left overs cos of your NS, the companies have to pay you more.To add on, you have reservice, foreigners do not, which means that they can fully concentrate on their jobs. THey do not need to have IPPT and hence no risk of RT too. I.E, they can work overtime while you go back camp for RT in the name of providing a safer environment so that they can go home happily and hug their wife and kids.
So you think that's all? Wait till you try getting a HDB flat. You queued up for all eternity and finally it's your time to ballot. You got your dream house and when you moved in, you realised that your neighbour's unit is stuffed with 20 construction workers. You called the authorities as you see 20 pairs of muddy boots outside. Well, who ask you so cannot make it, got to stay HDB, if you are good, stay condo la. Then you take the MRT to work and again it's stuffed with foreign workers. You begin to wonder are you still in Singapore or in foreign land (see video posted 2 entries back). When the doors open, they will rush and fight to get a seat, you have no choice but to stand if you do not want mud and sand on your clothes. Again you cannot blame anyone, who ask you so useless, cannot afford a private car? Then you really feel the pressure building up but you think of all the ERP gantries and parking you've to pay if you buy a car, you decide to forget it. Thus, you endure and just live with it.
Your kids are born and you think that it's really not a good place to raise up kids in SG and you decide to migrate. You go over to US, the people there treat you like 2nd class citizens as you're yellow. You go to Australia, people throw milkshake at you as you are there to steal their jobs. You go to anywhere else in the world, you are a 2nd class citizen. You decide to come back to SG to be a 1.5 class citizen. It's still better to be a 1.5 than a 2 rite? Then they ask if you think our future should serve NS. You strongly said yes since you've already done it. Why let other have a better life? The cycle continues. The people who gets to decide who serve and for how long are always people who have been thru NS. It's the same as why the retirement age keeps getting pushed back later and later cos the people in power are getting older.... Think abt it.
Imagine you are born a Singapore Male. All through your life, you've been into good schools, put through some say the best education programme. You've not done anything wrong or done anything against the law... But suddenly, when you turn 18. You're ARRESTED and placed behind green fences. You lost all freedom as the judge sentenced you to 2 years and 4 months imprisonment. You wondered what went wrong. You then go through all sorts of emotional trauma and every morning you do things that no one wants to do. You are forced to serve the people with tatoos, the people who have no formal education, the people who are rejected by society and have no choice but to sign on. Then they call this serving the nation. You try to meet the whimps and fancies of the regulars and you'll be punished if you do not do so. You lost all dignity and self esteem. Woe to those who said that if you do not study hard, you'll end up as a rubbish collector/ road sweeper cos all the JC students end up sweeping the roads and collecting the rubbish as the tatoo-clad monsters shout out orders.
It doesn't stop there. In the midst of protecting the country from military attacks from neighbouring countries, you begin to wonder why must you serve. Even the songs they teach inside remind you of the huge question: Why must you serve. Then some say it's so that your family will be protected, so that we can have job security, a better future, so that people will not invade our country. This doctrine is then deeply imprinted into our hearts and we are brain washed into this seemingly righteous cause. As time goes on and the people in camp are seperated from reality outside, you begin to have a little glimps of what life is really like during your pathetic weekends. You go to places like Jurong Point and Jurong East and you see the foreign workers there. They are drinking and peeing on the land that you've laid down your life to protect. As the advert says, this dirt on my face is my land... Well, not when this dirt on your face has been peeed on by some foreign construction worker that is. And as you begin to walk towards the shopping centre, you realise that the gatherings at the fields are just a prelude of what's going to come. The ants nest is really inside. As you begin to walk from shop to shop, you begin to wonder has the invaders already arrive? They begin to invade not with weapons of war but with diversity, different culture and different attitudes. They said you must protect Singapore and if there's any reason why you should is so that your family will be protected. Then when you are in camp you read the newspapers that says 'Foreign workers molesting Singaporean girls during Christmas countdowns'. '77-yr old granny robbed in lift, witness says a dark skinned male took her gold chain and ran off' The list just goes on... You begin to wonder if the society will be a safer place if you are out of camp instead of being locked inside. Even in camp, you see fellow camp mates dying one by one. Some after running, some after doing pull ups, you wonder when's your turn? You cannot say you want to stop all these nonsense as that is a chargeable offence under insubordination. You remembered the folks who built the great wall of china and how they were treated like slaves with no human rights, the only rest time is when you drop dead and die. You feel for them.
Then 2 yr 4 mth passed and you think you're through. Not quite. You enter the job market and realise that the jobs you want are given to foreigners already. You being the Singaporean have to take the left overs cos of your NS, the companies have to pay you more.To add on, you have reservice, foreigners do not, which means that they can fully concentrate on their jobs. THey do not need to have IPPT and hence no risk of RT too. I.E, they can work overtime while you go back camp for RT in the name of providing a safer environment so that they can go home happily and hug their wife and kids.
So you think that's all? Wait till you try getting a HDB flat. You queued up for all eternity and finally it's your time to ballot. You got your dream house and when you moved in, you realised that your neighbour's unit is stuffed with 20 construction workers. You called the authorities as you see 20 pairs of muddy boots outside. Well, who ask you so cannot make it, got to stay HDB, if you are good, stay condo la. Then you take the MRT to work and again it's stuffed with foreign workers. You begin to wonder are you still in Singapore or in foreign land (see video posted 2 entries back). When the doors open, they will rush and fight to get a seat, you have no choice but to stand if you do not want mud and sand on your clothes. Again you cannot blame anyone, who ask you so useless, cannot afford a private car? Then you really feel the pressure building up but you think of all the ERP gantries and parking you've to pay if you buy a car, you decide to forget it. Thus, you endure and just live with it.
Your kids are born and you think that it's really not a good place to raise up kids in SG and you decide to migrate. You go over to US, the people there treat you like 2nd class citizens as you're yellow. You go to Australia, people throw milkshake at you as you are there to steal their jobs. You go to anywhere else in the world, you are a 2nd class citizen. You decide to come back to SG to be a 1.5 class citizen. It's still better to be a 1.5 than a 2 rite? Then they ask if you think our future should serve NS. You strongly said yes since you've already done it. Why let other have a better life? The cycle continues. The people who gets to decide who serve and for how long are always people who have been thru NS. It's the same as why the retirement age keeps getting pushed back later and later cos the people in power are getting older.... Think abt it.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Turn over
My boss is not in office as he is on course for 3 days. Well, i'm free in a sense as no one's having things for me but yet, things do not get moving as well. A lot of the things i do need him to approve and basically need him ard.
Well, heard of another colleague who is leaving. Just last week we had a farewell for one. this is bad and considering the situation outside, this is really bad... ha. I do not know why people will quit but well, perhaps they are more interested in other things. With so many people leaving, I think the general morale of the place has gone down.
It's another 2 hours to end of the day and will be going down to Zhiming's place at balestier. Never been there before and hopefully I'll get to meet Huiqin before that for dinner or something. Just had lunch and I'm super sleep now. Hiaz.
Well, heard of another colleague who is leaving. Just last week we had a farewell for one. this is bad and considering the situation outside, this is really bad... ha. I do not know why people will quit but well, perhaps they are more interested in other things. With so many people leaving, I think the general morale of the place has gone down.
It's another 2 hours to end of the day and will be going down to Zhiming's place at balestier. Never been there before and hopefully I'll get to meet Huiqin before that for dinner or something. Just had lunch and I'm super sleep now. Hiaz.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Pictures as promised
Took this image on the morning of Hari Raya. I'm sure you've played where's wally before, can you spot a Singaporean in here?
A SAF soldier looks for direction in life. He is probably thinking why has he got to servce NS, not knowing the reason is actually sitting behind him. To provide a sheltered working environment....
On a lighter note, for huiqin's birthday celebration, I took her to Thailand to see the reclining Buddha.
Hand in hand, we will go...
Saturday, October 4, 2008
photos coming up
ya, I know that i'm suppose to be posting up my pics soon but using QiN"s phone to blog now... Mine can too but got prob with some stuff. Ok it"s hard. Shall post photos later...
Thursday, October 2, 2008
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