I wanted to do up this post yesterday, but didn't have the chance to cos i fell asleep. HAHA. yes i know, typical of me. But here goes anyway.
Watched this programme on discovery, about the new circle line that we're going to have. I was actually quite amazed at first, that the circle line even managed to get its place as a documentary on one of the most watched channels in the world, and at a 10pm slot too. Immediately i was glued on to it.
But why? What was this feeling? Its not as if one show on a 10pm programme is any big deal yes? But i guess what kept me watching was partly cos i felt pride for the country and its transport systems. Even though we may complain that CTE is always jammed, and we joke that the ERP stands for "Everyday Rob People", and make it sound like we totally hate our country. It simply isn't totally a hundred percent true when we say "I hate Singapore and i want to migrate to another country next time". Don't get me wrong, this isn't meant to coincide with national day even though its just 2 days away. But trust me, for a lot of us youths, our bark is worse than our bite.
I was so proud of my country when i heard the UN ambassador to Singapore say on discovery channel that "Singapore is the only country that has progressed from a developing [country] tp developed country in a span of 30-40 years". Isn't that amazing?
And i didn't know that the circle line project cost 6 billion dollars =X
Just to sidetrack a little from my title:
Went to dig up treasure with jing in my house on wed. (: I'm glad we did. (: ok even though my treasure might not be very interesting, we still talked quite a bit on other things, which i think is good. when school reopens [omg no.. ):], there won't be so much time anymore. :(
tom and shaun came over to cook dinner with us too. (: talked somemore. haha.
it was a good day that day (:
AND I ATE EGG TARTS FROM HK YESTERDAY! YES! i wanna go to taiwan or hk soon. somone sponsor me please?? haha
met up with drama peeps today, before xinyi flys off to italyyyyyy...
we've decided to write a script, yq and me. i hope it works out...
Saturday, August 08, 2009
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
letters and autism
Saw a friend's mum on tv today. featured her teaching autistic kids in a special school, and i had to explain to my mum and granny that autisim isn't the same as intellectual disability. In any case, asked my friend if that was her mum on tv, and we talked on msn for the first time in... i think 3 plus years? doesn't sound long. But it has been quite a while. And I am glad for this. May meet up with the old gang cos of this next week. By then, i hope i'll be rid of the pang of whatever i feel whenever i pass by a certain mrt station, first started when i was on the train with jing a few years back.
Now, i'm actually supposed to be writing a letter to a person. Its kind of due tomorrow. haha. And i'm actually very stuck. There are so many things that i want to express but can't seem to put down in words. They are all in a huge jumble in my head. I actually wonder if other people would actually be able to make a sense out of it if they were in my head. Is this how the autistic kids feel like? I guess the biggest thing i'd like to say is: Thank You for everything, and so, "for you, a thousand times over". That about sums it all up.
Alright. I think i about know where this is going. This letter has been in my head for about a month already anyway. HAHA.
Back to writing it.
Now, i'm actually supposed to be writing a letter to a person. Its kind of due tomorrow. haha. And i'm actually very stuck. There are so many things that i want to express but can't seem to put down in words. They are all in a huge jumble in my head. I actually wonder if other people would actually be able to make a sense out of it if they were in my head. Is this how the autistic kids feel like? I guess the biggest thing i'd like to say is: Thank You for everything, and so, "for you, a thousand times over". That about sums it all up.
Alright. I think i about know where this is going. This letter has been in my head for about a month already anyway. HAHA.
Back to writing it.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
my harnesses
Jing came over for lunch today. i cooked a super simple meal. but still considered a meal. haha. then we went to support the judo kias. First time seeing them play. And it was awesome. love pigda's stomping feet.
Then jing and I went to catch the latest hp movie. Felt the movie was alright. But perhaps its because i went in with super low expectaions, what with all the negative reviews people have been giving me about it. What i didn't like about it was that it was all becoming like a horror/thriller thing. The later hp movies no longer have the touch the first movie had - where it was something we could imagine about. Instead, its now darker, and the kind of sets and lightings used in the movie makes it worse.
In any case, i'm not here to talk about the movie in general, rather to talk about a part of the movie where i felt something which tickled an emotional nerve.
For those of us who have read the book or watched the movie, we all know that hp's 2 best frens H and R made up their minds to go with him in search of the materials required to finish his quest. Dangerous, yes, and definitely not happiest thing to volunteer for. And then i wonder, is this all too fantasy-like? WHICH of the people around me would be:
1) so supportive
2) willing to go through anything with me, including something which would be as dangerous as this?
in real life? That was what i was to emo about because the more i thought about it, the answer was becoming more and more obvious. Because sometimes, things can be so brutal in real-life, when you realise that some people are being hypocritical, that some people are not willing to risk it, that some people are just selfish, and that some people purposely say things to hurt you even though they say they don't mean it. Once or twice these things happen its alright. But when these things become repeated continuosuly, can't help but think if it is true that true friends don't exist.
Until i thought about what jing said last night about harnesses.
7/28/2009 12:03:06 AM jing shiqi challenge pole also can jump off, den just jump la.
7/28/2009 12:03:13 AM jing shiqi ur harness will be ur frens la. toot!
cool eh? must be the influence from doing camps. And i am less unassured.
Still standing on shaky ground though. and the feeling sucks.
Can't help but wonder if my imagination is running wildly crazy again.
So who wants to be part of my harness?
PS i'm super scared that jing's stomach probs today are my fault at cooking the chicken. :(
Then jing and I went to catch the latest hp movie. Felt the movie was alright. But perhaps its because i went in with super low expectaions, what with all the negative reviews people have been giving me about it. What i didn't like about it was that it was all becoming like a horror/thriller thing. The later hp movies no longer have the touch the first movie had - where it was something we could imagine about. Instead, its now darker, and the kind of sets and lightings used in the movie makes it worse.
In any case, i'm not here to talk about the movie in general, rather to talk about a part of the movie where i felt something which tickled an emotional nerve.
For those of us who have read the book or watched the movie, we all know that hp's 2 best frens H and R made up their minds to go with him in search of the materials required to finish his quest. Dangerous, yes, and definitely not happiest thing to volunteer for. And then i wonder, is this all too fantasy-like? WHICH of the people around me would be:
1) so supportive
2) willing to go through anything with me, including something which would be as dangerous as this?
in real life? That was what i was to emo about because the more i thought about it, the answer was becoming more and more obvious. Because sometimes, things can be so brutal in real-life, when you realise that some people are being hypocritical, that some people are not willing to risk it, that some people are just selfish, and that some people purposely say things to hurt you even though they say they don't mean it. Once or twice these things happen its alright. But when these things become repeated continuosuly, can't help but think if it is true that true friends don't exist.
Until i thought about what jing said last night about harnesses.
7/28/2009 12:03:06 AM jing shiqi challenge pole also can jump off, den just jump la.
7/28/2009 12:03:13 AM jing shiqi ur harness will be ur frens la. toot!
cool eh? must be the influence from doing camps. And i am less unassured.
Still standing on shaky ground though. and the feeling sucks.
Can't help but wonder if my imagination is running wildly crazy again.
So who wants to be part of my harness?
PS i'm super scared that jing's stomach probs today are my fault at cooking the chicken. :(
Monday, July 27, 2009
second chances
I shall type this whilst i'm still grumbling about it all.
My dearest brother just came up to me and said "eh this question how to do ah, totlaly don't know how to write". then he went to bathe.
I stared at the piece of foolscap paper he had just placed on my desk, and on the very first line was the question:
"Technology increasingly brings out the worst in people." Discuss.
And so i thought to myself. Hmmm GP question. My GP techniques were rusty, so it took me to come up with the initial points which didn't seem to make any sense. But in the 5 minutes that he was showering, the rusty old GP cogs in my head started tinkering away by themselves. And just a minute before he came out of the toilet did i realise what i was supposed to do - apply the techniques my dear GP teacher had taught me in school. With those techniques, which i had practised at numerous times before my own A levels, the question's difficulty level seemed to drop to an all new low. So i wondered, did his GP teacher teach him these techniques?
When he came out, the first question i asked was, "Did your teacher teach you the techniques in analysing the question?" And he replied a confident yes. So i questioned him on the techniques and he answered them well, telling me that "technology", "increasingly", as well as "worst in people" were the key words required to answer this question. Full marks if this was all GP was about. But unfortunately, he couldn't tell me anything further than that. he told me "i can't link the terms together"/"i don't have the examples".
That was when i got really mad.
"You have to THINK!" i told him after i explained the flow of thoughts that came from the techniques. And all he could do was say "ok" and walk away sheepishly, with all my examples and reasonings.
And then i felt like i couldn't stand not giving it an afterthought. I can't be there telling him what to write during his exams. And GP is an important subject after all. If you fail GP, that's the end of the road in JC for you, because it would mean you failed your entire A-levels. It seems ironical that people can get straight As for every other subject, but yet fail GP. But it has been done before. And what an awful waste of time and effort it would be to fail GP.
So i stood up, walked to the doorway of his room, and said "eh if you're going to do this for gp then you better go and get gp tuition. if u fail gp like some people den u're not going to be able to go to uni. its uni ok, no second chances"
I admit that i then behaved like my mum. But i believe that at this time of the year when his prelims are so near, that it was apt.
True, there will be chances for us. But the second chance will no longer be as pure as the first. It would be as if it has already been tainted. True second chances don't really exist, especially on matters as grave as your studies and in such a cold and meritocratic society as in Singapore. People are more likely to give second chances, but institutions don't dole out second chances you know. That's why they're called institutions for a reason because there are systems to follow.
And these second chances will hurt.
alright. said my fill. time to bathe.
My dearest brother just came up to me and said "eh this question how to do ah, totlaly don't know how to write". then he went to bathe.
I stared at the piece of foolscap paper he had just placed on my desk, and on the very first line was the question:
"Technology increasingly brings out the worst in people." Discuss.
And so i thought to myself. Hmmm GP question. My GP techniques were rusty, so it took me to come up with the initial points which didn't seem to make any sense. But in the 5 minutes that he was showering, the rusty old GP cogs in my head started tinkering away by themselves. And just a minute before he came out of the toilet did i realise what i was supposed to do - apply the techniques my dear GP teacher had taught me in school. With those techniques, which i had practised at numerous times before my own A levels, the question's difficulty level seemed to drop to an all new low. So i wondered, did his GP teacher teach him these techniques?
When he came out, the first question i asked was, "Did your teacher teach you the techniques in analysing the question?" And he replied a confident yes. So i questioned him on the techniques and he answered them well, telling me that "technology", "increasingly", as well as "worst in people" were the key words required to answer this question. Full marks if this was all GP was about. But unfortunately, he couldn't tell me anything further than that. he told me "i can't link the terms together"/"i don't have the examples".
That was when i got really mad.
"You have to THINK!" i told him after i explained the flow of thoughts that came from the techniques. And all he could do was say "ok" and walk away sheepishly, with all my examples and reasonings.
And then i felt like i couldn't stand not giving it an afterthought. I can't be there telling him what to write during his exams. And GP is an important subject after all. If you fail GP, that's the end of the road in JC for you, because it would mean you failed your entire A-levels. It seems ironical that people can get straight As for every other subject, but yet fail GP. But it has been done before. And what an awful waste of time and effort it would be to fail GP.
So i stood up, walked to the doorway of his room, and said "eh if you're going to do this for gp then you better go and get gp tuition. if u fail gp like some people den u're not going to be able to go to uni. its uni ok, no second chances"
I admit that i then behaved like my mum. But i believe that at this time of the year when his prelims are so near, that it was apt.
True, there will be chances for us. But the second chance will no longer be as pure as the first. It would be as if it has already been tainted. True second chances don't really exist, especially on matters as grave as your studies and in such a cold and meritocratic society as in Singapore. People are more likely to give second chances, but institutions don't dole out second chances you know. That's why they're called institutions for a reason because there are systems to follow.
And these second chances will hurt.
alright. said my fill. time to bathe.
Monday, July 20, 2009
fire
hmm i had another werid dream.
dreamt i was caught in a building on fire. didn't actually see the fire, but saw the start of it. an electrical fire.
dreamt i was caught in a building on fire. didn't actually see the fire, but saw the start of it. an electrical fire.
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