Bonjour. Si vous voulons me chercher, vous êtes venu au faux endroit.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
In the previous three general elections, the time-lag between the release of changes to polling districts and the release of the Electoral Boundaries Report has ranged from 19 days for the 2001 election, to six months for the January 1997 election. -ST
whywhy. whywhywhy must you do this so earlyy.. =( they released changes to polling districts alreadeee. and look what it says up there. you have until 2012, mateys.. or was it 2011. i dont get to vote. =( this sucks.
4:01 pm
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
WHOOO. way to go yawningbread. im behind you on this! haha, if a march really were organised, id definitely be there.
2:29 pm
whoo. the first time im touching a keyboard in... less than a week. feels like way longer than that though. this staying in a hall without a laptop thing is highly inconvenient. at the moment im barely hanging on till my paycheck arrives. butt. what happens come may 10? =( out out. i am under no illusion that ill be able to continue staying here. no time to join any of their thingthings. besides, half the sems already over. join what join.
you know what? thank goodness its recess week. whoooOOO. haha. see lah. downgraded to using typefaces to express myself. after a highly tiring/emotional/stressful moving out period, this is exactly what i need. lets think about may 10 another day.
till fridaay.
needs cash.
2:06 pm
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
damn tired. that back-to-work mum with the court orders and counselling and stuff got fired yesterday. oh god. what have i signed myself up for? weekend afternoon shift, monday no off. crap. it didnt sound like alot when she asked. i foresee myself really really needing to club sometime soon. one plus weeks to pay day. or two. omgzzz. i dont care if its mambo or whatever. ask me out someboddeeee.
hennyways. you know how in soci, functionalists believe that deviants serve a function in that the allow a collective affirmation of the one-ness and togetherness of the majority, like a social cement kinda thing? or at least thats what i got from last sem lah. yeah. technically thats whats supposed to happen now, like you know, she got fired yesterday and all. but its kinda weird. cos theyre like trying to convince me that hey it was inevitable, it was for the best, yada yada. cos i was like her friend.. so they cant like, diss her in front of me and all.. although well, i guess theyd have done their dissing in the morning and afternoon shifts already lah. haha. i think my noncommital comments made it a bit weird. like, either im standing up for her 100% or im in with the dissing her too, right? i see where both sides are coming from, i can roughly speak for both.. but it doesnt really serve the whole uniting function thingy. so.. it was rather weird. and now ive got no more english-speaking people to talk to. darnedly-darned. god. i really need to learn cantonese.
plus, im still stuck out of the hall cos i very cleverly left the pouchy thingo containing my ezlink plus ic plus matric card on the bus. ho hum.
1:36 am
Sunday, February 15, 2009
fuck you. do you think i will feel guilty and come begging on my knees?
4:35 pm
okay this is it.
see what ive become.
will you look me in the eye and tell me are you happy now.
4:29 pm
oh god. i have been so out of touch. no frills housing. awesomeness. oh god.. this is so depressing. and elderly homes in jb. life really rocks. where have i been these past few days? freak lah.
anyways. when my dad asked if we wanted to go out for lunch, i thought: why not? ill probably not eat with them for dunno.. a couple of months. not that we eat together all that much. my mother, being the person she is, refused to go eat cos.. shes against bringing people who do not do their own fair share out for lunch. well, alrighty then. then there was the now-familiar spiel about how i used to claim i didnt know, but now i have no excuse already, and how im supposed to a good role model since im the oldest. im supposed to be helping more, taking care of the others, etc. and yet it is me who is the most fucked up. according to them, yes. i am the black sheep of the family. even though ive only done stuff that are really tame. yeah.
yeah. i guess that since im moving out anyways, the whole point is moot. i guess part of the reason why i didnt go back even though i was sleepy last night was cos i dunno.. i wanted to send the message that im paying for my own stuffs now. they have no jurisdiction over me any more. i cant believe one of the reasons he gave for me not staying in hall. because even now staying at home they dunno what im doing, come home late at night, etc. damn freaking funny lah can. its the kinda thing you really dunno whether to laugh or cry. i mean like, wth. dont you think its a little too late? we really dont know each other. you dont even want to know. youd rather not say anything besides the usual oh you know, dont make so much noise at night, your room is damn messy, and so on. you freaking assume you know what who it is i am, but get/act shocked/disappointed when i chop off my hair, pierce my tongue, move out. its not like i didnt say beforehand i was thinking about these things. (well maybe not the hair) ive been going on for ages about moving out. after the all the hot air and rhetoric, when it finally comes down to really moving out, the words you have are pathetic and vindictive. i mean like, whats up with things like: oh yeah, at least now youll know what we do for you. at least now youll learn to be independent. fuck off lah. dont tell me you never said things like: if they dont move out i will move out? you got what you wanted what. now well all be out of each others way. yay. everybodys happy. or not?
perhaps i was being rather naive and stupid-ish to think that after such a transgression theyd still want me at their table? but he did ask if anyone wanted lunch, didnt he. haha. maybe he was counting on me saying no.
1:24 pm
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
omg guess what. my sister has a blog. like the little one. check it out here. i guess its really true. we really are living in the.. i dunno. information age? compared to the generation before us, we have been immersed in technology. such a part of our lives.
i can really see how some people can really come to depend on handouts. i cant help but roll my eyes at one of my colleagues can. you dont have money then you still keep on wanting to buy new top and new skirt. okay larh, you need it for work. and its not say very expensive. but when youre surviving on 500-odd a month plus maintainance plus various handouts, buying goats and milk and juice to drink is like wth lorh. i dont even spend on things like that. hahaha. yeah. i just impulse spend on movies and food and books right. and tens of dollars on clubbing. who am i to talk about living within one's means.
urgh. no tutorial tomorrow. means im going to clementi-land tomorrow just for sg politics lecture. sianzz. like everything he says is in his book can. the first time i read the readings before the lecture i nearly fell asleep can. okays but must go larh. talking about opposition tomorrow. =)
i seriously need to read read read. too many things i just dont know. =(
12:12 am
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
omg ive been lusting after christopher hitchen's god is not great for far far too long. i should just run down to any bookstore and grab one tomorrow. =(
12:10 am
Monday, February 09, 2009
so. i got this email saying that ive got a place in sheares hall. like omg, osa? where have you been? anyways. not like approval is likely to come from the parental department, it was such an exciting prospect that i couldnt resist entertaining the possibility. and look what i found! quite a funny article written by someone staying in the hall. yeah i guess there are some things we just take for granted living here. or at least i do.
anyways. was watching the channel five nine o clock show earlier. (like omg! i watch channel five shows?!) and i saw this slice of mango tropicana which appeared for like, five or ten seconds in one scene. (hey, it was an important slice of cake, alright! who buys individual slices of cake for the whole office anyways. dont people buy the whole thing and cut?) and i was so excited i wanted to go OMG THATS A MANGO TROPICANA!!! haha. but i couldnt and didnt cos my mum would go like: ehh. just a cake what. why you so excited for no reason. i couldnt say its because thats the cake i freaking see every day lah can. anyways. its this mango mousse cake. and if customers ask me if its sweet or sour im supposed to say i dont know cos it depends on the mangoes of the season. *gringrin* just dont ask me off the cuff how much these things cost.
anyways about the whole work thing, i just cant believe how accepting they are. the girl my age was like saying my way of mopping floor sucks lah. apparently you must like spread out the "hairs" of the mop then can mop better/easier. damn paiseh can? as much as i want to understand what life must be like to be born working class (just trying to be honest here), i have to admit that i will never really see life from their perspective. i will never know what it feels like to know that going out to work is not an option, but a necessity. i will never know what it is like to not grapple with social issues because im in the thick of it.
it is in this sentiment that i read a report of last friday's parliamentary session, where minister for national development mr mah bow tan reportedly said:
'the purchase of a $90,000 two-room flat is “easily affordable” to someone earning $1,200. '
this is probably really old news and okay i admit, i suck at maths. more than half of the time ive done cashiering, there wasnt a tally of the cash i counted from the person doing it before me. but however i count it, for a $1200 a month single-income family, $90 000 a month is definitely not affordable. let alone easily affordable. when you take account cpf and everything, especially including interest from the home loan, suchan investment (some may call it otherwise) will take decades to pay off. i cannot even begin to see how this can be called affordable. according to their website, $80 700 is the cheapest 2-room flat available from the hdb at the moment. and thats like at some far-flung end of singapore called punggol. will try to make some attempt to calculate and see if its really unaffordable soon. (nm 2220 is really rubbing off on me heh.)
anyways, what i wanted to say, even though its been reiterated so many times, was that some of our ministers really arent connected with the ground. how can you serve people that you do not understand? and that is why i have such qualms about joining some parts of the civil service.
10:31 pm
Sunday, February 08, 2009
what really strikes me from this past few weeks is the amazing sense of community that such mini urban hubs have. people drop by and visit, regular shoppers say hi and speculate on 4D and toto, colleagues drop by even though theyre not working. i would say it almost has a kampong feel about it. well, not that i know exactly what a 'kampong feel' is. as much as a admire and appreciate such stuffs, i really wouldnt contribute to it. for me, its like. yeah its a place to work, earn money. i sure as hell wont go back and say hi if im off, even if im like staying in the neighbouring blocks. i already see this place like, 6 days a week? why would i wanna go back there?
and thanks to se1101, every time i hear a southeast asian accent i feel damn excited. like for no reason. i feel this burning urge to ask: hey, are you from indonesia? or the philipeans? like hey. howre you guys integrating here? hows it going? yeah.
anyways. after a few weeks here, im starting to feel just a little bit disillusioned. now that the learning curve has sort of panned out. (a bit like those annoying s-shaped chem graphs we have to draw when doing titration that have multiple endpoints) im wondering: just what was i expecting to achieve here? hmmm.
1:13 pm
Monday, February 02, 2009
OMG NO WORK TOMORROW. or today. haha yays. the one day in a week i can lay off the white top. mondays are like totally my dress-up days lah. my mother was saying that her friends daughter at oxford has like two essays due per week. and we happy people at nus have like what? makes me a little worried about the academic rigour that we're being put through. but then again. being the lazy person that i am, i have few complaints. ps tutorial tomorrow. must go go do readings.
anyways about that student of mine. the last lesson i was there i found out that shes doing something called foundation science and english. like, what the hell is foundation math lah. is it just me? my sister says its damn duh that its em3. but meh, ive never heard of it before. i couldnt help but feel very.. annoyed. and let down. i mean like. hey. we had a goal. not to be last in class for english? but you didnt tell me youre not doing normal syllabus? whats that about. =( i mean. i know the (normal) syllabus better than the averge undergrad tutor you grab off the street to teach you can. i can help you k.. four lessons already leh. about time you let me know right. not wait until i discover for myself when i wanted to go through ratio (one of the harder thingos to grasp) and horror of horrors, p6 still havent teach ratio?!? wah the school got some balls man. aiyar zhong er yan zi now must go and replan lessons lorhz.
anywaysies. was back in malaysia for chinese new year as usual. amazingly, my cousins are really getting to be more and more interesting. or is it that i just never used to talk to them. hahaha i wanted one of them to teach me how to ride a motorcycle (hes still underage) but his dad wasnt too happy about it. the same one who said that he liked my tongue stud but wouldnt want his kids to get one as i was leaving. haiyar parents arh. but i managed to have a really cool conversation with that uncle about politics, current affairs and music though. unbelievably, im even looking forward to the next family get together in like.. november?
1:38 am
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.