of the national day and the new semester...



as every year, i would watch the parade at home, where i dun have to squeeze with the other 10million patriotic Singaporeans. It's like a yearly ritual thing. 8)

In this past period, i've read a couple of articles and blogs about how people are bemoaning the loss of the singapore identity and how the national day parade is such a shell and all that other miscellaneous crap. I say as with every other thing in life? u can make the most of it, or bitch about it. I choose the former. I remind myself of what it means being Singaporean. I remind myself why I do what I do where I do it, and how i would STILL want to raise my children on this land one day. oh, and i stick a singapore flag on my car's windscreen, i got it free from the Caltex petrol station.. hahahaha..

On a happier note, the new semester just started this week. I'm doing Real Estate Development, Real Estate Economics, Investment Banking and Corporate Strategy. 4 is kinda heavy but i think i'll cope, and the material looks interesting. 8)

Thank god for technology, i now appreciate how msn and skype can keep a long distance relationship going. It's no real substitute for the real face-to-face deal, but it will have to suffice in the meantime, so far so good.. so far so good..

Sentosa with the AOC boys on saturday and mj with fei and xiong after!! WOOPEE!!
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of the unique Y chromosome...



so i'm havin this msn conversation with ma fren of 10yrs now rite..
let's call her S
so S is seeing this guy G for about 4 mths
and they are in a mutually-consenting, non-exclusive relationship
which sort of mean they're just dating, nothing too serious yet
somewhat lidat...

anywayyyyyyyy

so they had this fight, which i found particularly interesting
cos i thought it just beautifully and succinctly illustrated the difference between a man and a woman.

Scenario
G meets male buddies for drinks. Leaves early from gathering to meet S.
upon meeting S, tells her (quote) "Don't tell John I left early to meet you and incriminate me"

so they fight, S packs her stuff and leaves the house.

see, i dun get it.
she thinks that G is probably "ashamed" or trying to hide their relationship
(even tho it's non-exclusive)
but i actually don't think that was his intention
if it was me? i would have done the same, specially if "John" knows the gf.

why?
cos all men think other men who leave their drinking sessions early to meet their gfs are just - weak.
it's that simple really

not that i can convince her..

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Labels: men, weak, women, Y Chromosome

of the broken speakers and the new suit and Rag 2008...



So It's mid july, before i know it.
the new sem is startin aug 11, tt's really soon
2 more semesters to go for my MBA!!

my comp speakers died (actually it's the power supply adaptor that's died)
and i couldnt get a replacement no matter where i went to in simlin and funan
so i bought a new set of speakers at challenger!! haha

and i went to look for my regular tailor daniel to tailor a new suit
it's a really deep black material, fitting is in 2 weeks
i like sharp suits
just that it's too damn hot to wear them most times.. damn

and me and jiawei visited rag today,
looking at the rag dancers, it seems everything's changed,
but yet nothing's changed at all

i remember when i was there, in their shoes
21, fresh out of army, raring to start uni
my whole life ahead of me...
maybe i visit every year to remind myself how old i've grown
and i was young once too...
sighs...

hahaha..





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of the diarrhoea and the skinned knees...



So I had really bad diarrhoea over the weekend after foh shing's wedding dinner.
Multiple attempts to trace the source of the pain was futile,
so i'm jus gonna put it down to bad luck...

but something else happened, something bigger i felt
i'm on the road to recovery, but perhaps not as fast as I thought as I tried in vain to finish a really big dinner. A visit to the toilet was required after that big dinner and Mom commented "see? u shouldnt always order macdonalds at night, it's cos of all that oily food that your havin diarrhoea"

I remember a time when i was a little boy
and always running around at the playground
and like all little boys, i would fall and skin my knees
at the first instant, my mom would run over
"SEE?!?! TOLD U NOT TO RUN AROUND!! NOW FALL DOWN LA!!"

now, i'm sure in both instances, diarrhoea and skinned knees,
they mean well, and are geniuinely concerned.
but the way that they express it,
i feel therein lies the difference between my generation and the one above ours.

They play the blame game.

It's something that caused this, if you hadn't done that bad thing, you wouldn't be suffering now. Yes I love you, but before I check and wash your knee and put a plaster/bandage on it, i'm gonna berate you first, so you won't run around wildly and fall down again in future.

let this be for the record.
one day
one fine day
when i am a parent, and my son falls down and skins his knees at the playground.
I will check if he is alright and put a bandage on his knees,
and remember that it happened to me when I was a little boy too, so it's ok.

Some amongst us argue, that since we are the products of our parents
we are like them, and we will one day raise our children like them.

I disagree, my dad is the greatest dad in the world.
When i was 21, i told him that one day when i am a dad,
i hope to be the kind of dad to my son, that he was once to me.
But that doesnt mean inheriting everything, good and bad.

The one thing that sets us apart as human beings, from animals,
is that we are able to think, and ponder, and reflect.
and we take the things that are good and we do them some more
and the things that are bad, we never do them again.

So, if one day, you my friend reading this blog
catch me screamin at my son for skinning his knee,
do me a favor and remind me, that once I said all this.



I must.



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Labels: boy, dad, diarrhoea, parent, playground, skinned knees

of the end of reservist...



so it's done.
we did river crossing
there was a whole ton of waiting and rain and mud

But the one thing I brought away most here is that -
after discussions with alot of my army pals,
we've decided it's a conspiracy, to remind us men that life ain that good after all,
that sometimes u've got to go thru shit to really appreciate all the lil things we all took for granted.

and the biggest consolation to the girls out there?
worry not.
i am convinced that altho we might not run as fast as we could when we were 19-yr old army boys, and we bitch about reservist all the time?
when push comes to shove, most (a big big most) men will wear green again and take up arms to defend this land.

This much I am sure.





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Labels: reservist, river crossing