Wednesday, September 27, 2006 20:52
my life is supposed to be full of excitement. Quoted from a close friend of mine "Wonder why you are always full of energy?". Quoted from the Big 5 PEAKS profile, i got the highest for the 'energy' criteria. One can draw an intelligent inference, that i'm not somebody who can withstand long periods of monotony.
But today is really an exception. Boring lectures plus ever-unexciting tutorials, esp the ever-sleepy econs tutorial, coupled with sleepy moments in the school library AKA freezer. How ExCitiNg. hah!
Then somehow I landed on my blog. And I think it's quite preety. Dont you think so? Say yess! Anyway that was a form of self-entertainment, something i need desparately now. Amongst the whole lot of maths question waiting for me to do. And then i thought it is only justified if I uhm... leave a pen of my thought here, even though there iznt any anyway.
O.o suddenly thought of something funny which happened a few days ago. Our dearest Szeying, who is well known by her unusual lameness which no man(or women) i know have surpassed before, said something like this :
" She is NOT the kind of person who will NOT take this kind of thing NOT seriously one."
Comprehend her words?
And i reciprocated by saying this:
"Can't you NOT say things NOT simply ar?"
Urgh. My brain is 'as saturated as an alkane', quoted from chem notes on alkanes. It is gonna 'crack' soon.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006 23:57
i wonder if blockheads are inborn or cultivated.
are they naturally insensitive?
or merely acting idiot, to have this little space where you can retreat with dignity.
well, perhaps im acting idiot at times as well, so as to be able to still hold my head high, and say 'i don't mind', even though i actually do. and after saying such words which conflict with the heart so badly, i can still preserve my composure without blowing my cover, and nobody will ever find out the truth behind the mask.
call it gender discrimination or high expectations of our counterparts. i always think that itz wise to be a little 'slow' for a girl. but i cant tolerate guys who are blockheads until the extent where you start wondering whether that is fake.
Monday, September 25, 2006 20:04
This old hag
She played twice
She played my tolerance
On my nerves
Oh, I wish I could
Kick her ass
Kick 'til she screams
And roll down the stairs
It takes more than mere authority emphasis
To gain respect
And definitely if you are going hard
On your way
I'll be going hard
Against your wish
If i had the authority
To play against authority
Sunday, September 24, 2006 21:41
Inspirational, sensational, were what Dick Lee said to Hady after his very last song "Give me wings". Indeed very true. For the first time since Hady's Lagenda, my hair stood up straight. Good job! Well done!
"you give me wings when i'm falling
you lift me up when i'm down
taking me high, touching the sky
and you made me
fly~~"
I guess tonight's show was the best, among all seasons of Singapore Idol. Both Jon and Hady went all out, and none disappointed anyone. They lived up to expectations, and even went beyond. Still, Hady is my favourite. What he sang locked our attentions, undiverting, and absorbed all our strengths and made them his. Brilliant, i would say.
Well done again.
I love people who can talk with charisma which captures all your attention.
09:54
Can't tell you how frustrated i am, to learn that my 3 months old laptop just crashed. I have never ill-treated her, and now she's throwing tantrums. How incorrigible!
To think that i always wipe her clean, and treat her nicely.
This is how she repays me. By leaving me when i need her the most.
Sounds familiar?
Why do things (and people) desert me when i need them the most? Must i always live my life alone? I'm tired, tired of shouldering everything myself. Of course, my problems are mine, and others have no obligations whatsoever to shoulder it for me.
But can they just HELP? Even though it may just be a hug or anything, it's already sufficient to spur me on.
I feel like crying, but i see no shoulders to cry on.
I feel like screaming, but i see nothing to amplify my scream.
I feel like tearing apart... But somehow my heart has frozen.
I'm frozen inside, amidst the scorching heat around.
Thursday, September 21, 2006 22:31
I saw ants at the bus stop. They formed this straight trail behind the 'queen'. And amusingly, this 'queen' seemed to shake hands, oops, itz shake feelers, with all other antz in front of her. Im not joking. It really looked like some queen victoria meeting the public and shake hands with them, showing her care. And the rest of the 'public' antz formed this straight queue, waiting to shake feelers with the queen.
Hah. What a sight.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006 20:25
Singpore, characterized by the infamous impression of 'kiasu-ism'(no offence here plz) among the countries in this region, seems to have changed my impression of this little country in the southeast asian region today. The talk by SAF officers during contact time, was not at all interesting, but sparked some thinking going on.
In face of terrorism which coexists with the newest generation of technology, a high level of security and political stability need to be maintained to free a country of potential attacks. These do not come without a price. And that price should be borne by every citizen. The news of the Thailand military coup struck me this morning (be amazed at the rate of news travelled across boundaries) that any state in this region can follow their footsteps anytime! It is not impossible to overthrow a government and leave the country in turmoil. It just suddenly struck me how vulnerable we are, in face of all obstacles and attacks the 21st century brings forward.
Now that Thailand, my country's direct neighbour, has sunken into a state of emergency with unspoken tension visible everywhere and the sight of armed men patrolling almost every street in the country. This unspoken fear has driven the country's economy down hill, of course, will be highly unfavourable to the rest.
We should not be complacent and take national security for granted. You'll never know.
WOW. I made this such a civil defence talk. hah.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006 22:20
"Don't judge a book by its cover". How true can this be! I was on the new bus 12 (yes, the perpetual stench of leather) heading back home, and yekking away with aulia and yongyi. amidst the laughter (i hope not bothering the rest of the passengers and causing negative externalities) something caught my attention. yes my full attention. It was the guy sitting in front of me, facing the side (coz i was on the very last row). He was fondling with his ipod and wiping his face with a small towel. Why he did that remains as a mystery. But the point is, he was HANDSOME. Handsome and good looking. And stylo. And everything else enough to keep my eyes locked at his face. Such a good looking guy, and it posed a question to me - why did i not notice him when he boarded the bus?
As i was still wondering on how unobservant i was, the reason why i never notice him struck me. He put on his glasses again. It was the sort-of-cliche-thick-rimmed glasses that are supposing in fashion now. But that appeared odd on his face, and he looked like some nerdy-square-dull kind of schoolboy one can find in excess in schools. So he had been around when we boarded the bus. Just because of the specs I dismissed him straight away as someone... ordinary and plain. I guess don't ever judge a book by its cover huh? Then again, having a nice and pretty face does not get you anywhere. He may be some kind of geek with a blessed appearance, that's all.
Thanks to our beloved comical fun neighbourhood GP tutor Mr Hsu, the promos panic finally sinks into our class. Though the study mode is already switched on, the atmosphere in our class is still the usual hippee funny and hahaha one. It was until mr hsu mentioned about the possible consequences of not performing up to expectiations in our one-and-only chance AKA promos, that the whole class felt the wave of panic cum insecurity. In everybody's mind was a warning - a gauge on the degree of seriousness of our current situation. And sure enough, many planted themselves in the library after school. Predictably, i'm one of them too.
Soccer was one of a kind today. When girls play it should be called "Screaming session". A very good pre-promos destress even though. Imagine a whole pack around a soccer ball, legs flying everywhere and screaming all the time. The guys nearby must be so amused to find that their beloved soccer game can be played this way. Some may even be impressed at the record-breaking frequency which constantly filled the air.
It has been days since i last saw him. A little sad, but not enough to get me drifted away from my notes. So what's the underlying reason for me not able to comprehend stereoisomerism?
Monday, September 18, 2006 19:40
alright. I've decided not to make this post sound so whiney and full of complaints.
but it doesnt mean i am happy with what is happening.
i guess the prime reason why MOE included PW in our module is to have an all-rounded development, as what ng cc said abt OP judgement criteria is not on how much we deliver, but rather how we deliver. so they do not only want brainy and resourceful kids, but also kids who are able to speak their minds and others understand them. Very ambitious, not to say impossible, but it is really taxing.
Two short years of JC life, and the first is already plagued by the worry whether we will get promoted at the end of the year. This is coupled with the never-ending PW stuffs which inadvertently take up half of all my time! Can you imagine? I have another 4 core subs which threatens to push me near the verge of losing my scholarship!
Alright, enough complaints. Today has been a stoning and dreaming day for me. I kind of lose control over my mind and let it wander freely about, which needless to say, means day-dreaming for me. I have been staring at the isomerism notes, looking at different isomerisms the entire afternoon in the lib, and now still wonder what isomerism is. How brilliant!
I feel the strong urge to bitch here. I do not think that person ever comes here. I shall unleash all the inner volcano of mine.
This person is particular getting on my nerves. He just has to say things which are no link to what we are doing in the meeting. And when there's important stuff to note, he always stone past, and after that when it's turn for job delegation, he starts questioning what he is supposed to do. Can't he just pay attention for a moment?
Again, i thot i should keep my mouth shut now. Time to work on OP speech, and to stop my mind from wandering away. Maybe today i'll make an effort to go down to the reading room, hopefully can still see a mouse somewhere, which never fails to make my day! But his papers should be over by now... will he still appear?
Nonetheless i should really end myself up there. Study is a necessity now. Time is scarce.
Sunday, September 17, 2006 21:12
New skin, new direction.
Why do all the apostrophes end up so messy?
18:24
17th September 2006
I’m sorry if I’ve been harsh on you. I won’t say I didn’t mean it, for if I did not, I wouldn’t have done it. You have been underperforming and that is a rigid fact. To think that i used to treat you as my baby. My laptop.
Mood swings are here. I’m losing control over myself. I desperately need a place where I can pacify myself, by numbing all my feelings and force the mind to concentrate. Not a bad choice though. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
A loser I thought. It’s somehow an addiction, where no matter how much you want to kick it away, it just comes back. No matter how much I said I did not want to see, my hands are just not obeying.
Promises, can they be kept? We have promised our parents of a good life for them, so why do some choose to jump and end it all even before they do what they promised, and leave both old folks in misery?
18:22
16th September 2006
It is quite unpredictable to reach this stage. This stage where all I see is fading feelings, all stemmed from confusion, which ends with disappointment. Not really disappointment I would say, because in the process I’ve carved my path so well that I always allow room for a ‘dignified exit’, as quoted by Jacintha in one of the Singapore Idol spectaculars. Just because for every step forward I took, I always leave the lagging foot touching the ground, preparing myself for the reverse of what I wanted. Since I anticipated, it would not be a disappointment.
It’s really amazing that I could still laugh and joke around like nobody’s business. The mask which I’ve put on to hide my true expressions, due to extended wear, has somehow become part of me. I’m no longer able to distinguish between what is real and what isn’t. perhaps that’s the exact reason why I always make my ‘dignified exit’, with the carefully crafted smile and the ever-so-usual laugh. After all the hee-haas I always find myself in front of my mirror, doing the usual make up removal routine. That is the moment I always see myself, my true self, as who and what I am. Not so much of a pretty face, with all the features that accompanied me since day 1, a mind that constantly coaxing myself that every little thing I do, I do for my pride, so that I can always hold my head up high, so that I would not fall and end up hurting myself.
In other words, it is a repressor, repressing me from doing what my heart wants. The mind always triumphs over the mind in this case.
“… Till waiting turned pointless… I finally know that both of us… are incapable of weaving a happy ending…”
When waiting seems long and endless, when I finally get it out of sight out of mind, it just has to come again. I repeat, I’m not a person without determination. But isn’t it stupid to keep waiting and waiting? So I choose to end it. But every time when I stop thinking about the messages, the message tone will ring. A joke or what?
Looked into the mirror again.
Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I don’t know?
I’m looking for a trace of me… the true me… beneath the ocean of pretence always lies truth…
Friday, September 15, 2006 19:51
incident #1
gp op is over! that was the n-th impromptu presentation i've done in my life. maybe not so impromptu, coz i prepared the slides anyway. hopefully i dont score badly in delivery, coz apparently mr hsu kept shooting qns to me aft my presentation! it could onli mean one thing - there's loopholes in my delivery. oops. i hope that wouldnt scar my teeny-weeny 5% of the overall gp marks. come to think of it, actually that 5% matters to me. it could make a whole lot of difference to the final results, bearing in mind my more-than-pathetic gp grades.
and i really didnt hear that '3 minutes's up' tap! mr hsu u really gotta brush up on your tapping skills hahaha. then i took my time to lalala about how advertisements encourage the desire for the unnecessary in the more affluent countries. heh.
"go ahead, say your conclusion." (mr hsu, when i gave him the 'yes?' look.)
"oh ok. conclusion is...(paused) eh? what's my conclusion?" (me)
laugh all you like. even i laughed.
incident #2
our new sports - FOOTBEE
the name simply implies the fusion of two games - football and frisbee. proudly created during mass pe by us, namely Suzzy, Weifen, Hengpei, Kylie, Szeying, Jiale, Karen and of course, ME! we borrowed frisbee and played on the track at first, but almost every throw ended up with two people(one monkey and another catcher) running and screaming after the frisbee. until the teacher came and told us to play in the field, so that we have more space to run!
full of enthusiasm of playing the 'uncommon', we changed the rules abit. frisbee now becomes the substitute of soccer ball. so each team has to start from a point away from the goal post, and the rest of the game proceeds just like what you'll see in soccer. except the fact that you throw instead of kick, and any team will score as long as any of their team members manage to throw the frisbee into the goal post.
so the game started. every throw was accompanied with screams and giggles. we each scored quite a few 'goals', given the nature that frisbee is uhm... fast moving. then the game got more exciting. someone threw, and as usual, few dashed behind the frisbee. and the frisbee made a turn, they did the same. then some collision happened before the frisbee fell. hands went grabbing it, and it somehow popped out of the network of hands, and 'jumped' a meter away. most of us, by that time, were ald into giggling fits, with vigourous abdominal muscles contractions which was quite unstoppable, so nobody went after that escaped frisbee. then, i thought i saw 'the ring' in action! somebody broke out of the collided crowd, CRAWLING! argh!!! but look again, it was WEIFEN!! she was crawling towards the frisbee, which lay quietly a metre away. that again, caused a wave of uncontrollable giggles! and of course, she scored for our team hahaha. it was because other than her, no one else had the strength to intercept anymore, due to the laughing fits.
a few rounds after that, was the 'goal of the year', proudly presented by yours truly. i got the frisbee, but then so many were crowding, such that it was quite difficult to pass to any of my team members. but i gave it a try, trying to pass to hp i guess. but guess what? my throw sent the frisbee high up in the air, accelerating forward, decelerated due to gravity, and then, MADE AN ALMOST PERPENDICULAR TURN! and effortlessly entered the goal post, inches from the horizontal bar. haha! goal of the year! should be recorded and put in youtube! hahaha.
incident #3
we all know that szeying has asthmatic laughter, and that laughter can be contagious. so my blocked nose turned itchy, and i asked for a tissue paper from szeying. for some reason i was acting dao, and pulled the tissue paper out with just a little more force. before i realize what happened szeying burst into her laughing fits again. i looked at my hand. there was a STRIP of tissue paper. and with uniform width. impressive. i laughed like mad, together with weifen. all three of us went momentarily crazy. and that happened in the freezer aka tjc library.
with all these interesting incidents happening in one day, it is hard to imagine me settling down and do the most sacred business of all - MUG. truly enough, the few hours spent in the freezer was kind of wasted. for one, i did not do much, and for two, i slept after a while, onli to wake up to find that itz ald 530! time to go... and i went to parkway in the end.
what a day.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006 23:39
i promised myself i would blog this down. if given my temper i still say i have never felt provoked to a large extent, well, this one did.
i was watching singapore idol on channel 5, in the lounge, enjoying the night breeze that crept in through the windows. my only entertainment this hostel ever provided me. and itz my first tv show in the week. maybe more than that, or so i felt. and me being such a person with situation awareness, i brought my prokaryotic notes down with me.
i did read the notes when it comes to commercials. not like i never study and keep indulging myself in entertainment and waste time away. then this old woman just came up from behind, and told me i could not watch tv at that time! what the fish?!(taken from ks) i was like huh? and gave her the blank face.
come on, i know itz war time now. but u cant be mugging 24/7 right? ok i know of SOME who do but those are the ultra super hyper kiasus who cares nothing better than to be better than the rest, so that they will be psychologically normal. you know who im talking abt. anyway that old fox of a woman was using her ever-so-polished sacarsm to hint to me that im such a bad naughty cheeky little girl who couldnt care less abt maintaining her scholarship.
"we expect jc boarders to make full use of the spare time, like now, to engage in studies-related activities. and not for self pleasure like watching tv."
that was what she said when i said im a jc boarder(but obviously she knows coz she's my teacher mentor!) hey woman, have you no common sense at all? just because you never see me studying(in your definition), and so happens everytime you run into me you'd find me doing sth studies-unrelated-activities, doesnt mean i NEVER study. tell me, who never studies now? use your common sense can? you old hag!
even more ridiculous was when she asked me whether i go to the study room. of course i ans "no". that somehow confirmed her hypothesis that im such an attitude problematic girl. and her sacarsm came back almost instantly. could not bear her lectures anymore, for any time from then my insides would explode and she'll kena all the lava, i cut her words bluntly with "i fancy the reading room more". full stop. she paused, blinked, and parted her lips again. this time bringing out the fact that my darling roomate goes to the study room everyday. im not an idiot, i knew what she was driving at. i admit i never study as much as she does, and for this i admire her perserverance, but i dont need to always pegg my study time to others right? im not such person who engage in kiasu-ism, a practise which now, near promos period, has plagued the scholar population in particular. many will beg to differ i know, but if you know me enough, you'll know who im talking abt again. and too bad, i just had enough vaccine to get myself immune to such plague.
what is her freaking problem huh? is her definition of study staying in study rooms day and night? just because you dont see me in study rooms doesnt mean i dont study. just because you see me going out every weekend doesnt mean im out to waste money and time. i could be doing a whole world of important stuffs for all you know. and please, i dont show up in the study room, simply because i feel suffocated there. yess, im suffocated by the aura of determination to win over others and spreading kiasu-ism. i need a bigger space, with more fresh air and less of such pollutants. if i offended you, your business man. because if you feel offended, you are one of 'them'.
old woman, do not classify people according to their jct performance. it is en extremely superficial act. just shows that you have no brains.
but come to think of it, quite true for you la. no complaints.
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today's progress is quite slow. barely finished prokaryotes. info processing unit has auto shut down itself. it happened since the morning. alright, time to get some sleep.
Sunday, September 10, 2006 22:00
im either blind, or im colour blind.
i could actually search everywhere, high and low, for a small little fastener, which i conveniently forgotten where i put it only seconds after i took it out. itz amazing how i can read between the lines, see what should be deemed as un-see-able, hold grudges, and yet forget and never notice the blue fastener which i just took out, and searched high and low, just to realize itz in front of me!
does this accurately illustrate "the eyes see only what they want to see, the heart feels what it wants to feel?"
Friday, September 08, 2006 22:20
look at this. koped from somebody's blogg.
Charlie's Chocolate ChoicesChocolate, chocolate, for chocolate's sake,
Give me chocolate so I can make
Chocolate liver, chocolate peas,
Chocolate biscuits, if you please;
Chocolate squash with chocolate chicken,
Make a meal that's finger lickin';
Chocolate donuts, chocolate bars,
Chocolate cakes and chocolate stars.
I want these for my desserts,
I'll eat until my stomach hurts.
Alas, there is not enough,
For me to make all of these stuff.
So now I know that I must choose,
I'll make just one, the next I'll lose.
identify the two economic concepts that are prevalent in the poem.
i guessed one out. Scarcity and Opportunity Costs.
wait, is that one or two? if that's one, then what's the OTHER econs concept? dont tell me demand-supply ar...
21:41
blogger seriously screwed up. or is it my laptop prob? nvm that.
hello singapore im back. dont know whether to rejoice or to sigh. but whichever way it is im still stuck here for another year. better make the most out of it.
a quick recap on how cute mickey is. lol. absence makes the heart grow fonder? never the case! mouse was totally out of my life this one week (perhaps i was too preoccupied in eating good food?) until i come back, and see his ever so mousey face. ok someone please slap me. i need to wake up.
hahaha.
and hmm, i cant call him mickey mouse anymore. the 'mickey mouse' title now belongs to our dear CGrep tiny teetoos, who bravely declared his feelings for minie mouse by buying her a minie mouse soft toy. that means he wanted to be her mickey mouse, and he did! and so for my frens, i surrender the 'mickey mouse' title to him. im left with onli 'mouse'. but looks like mouse is a better and closer description of him:) wahaha. coz he really looks like a mouse.
and guess what? i saw mouse in hawker centre! of course mouse appears wherever there's food... and then, i saw him again in the hostel canteen! too bad i was on my way to parkway, so i couldnt take my dinner there. all i did was to pack dinner, and left the hostel.
Monday, September 04, 2006 14:32
to you who just landed on my blog, please spare a minute.
ONE MINUTE.
for a someone whom i never met, but made an impact, however minute it might be, to my life in singapore, away from home, as a scholar.
for that someone who left us, the scholar population, and his family in cambodia, for long, for good, for ever.
i never thought suicide cases could be so near. first it was the year 2 in vj, and then him. tho i dont know both personally, i cant help feeling bad when i got the news. depressing i know.
it dawned on me that everybody, anybody around us can leave like that. just like that. without a trace. and i cant agree more with yongyi, with what she said in her blog. at the very moment one decided to end his life, once and for all, he must have seen no hope left in the world, no sun ever rising from the horizon, no more spring to welcome. only ONE MINUTE, for one to reach such pessimistic state of mind. and so, the only approach one sees as an alternative to all these, is to thrust one's body forward, over the edge of the roof of some hdb building, and wait. wait for the moment when one's body touches ground, pain would come, yes, but it would only be momentary. at the end, none is left.
truly, none is left after one jumps. not his future, nor his aspirations.
so let us pay a silent tribute to that friend, for seeking eternal peace as he hoped he would the moment he ended everything. for he who made little difference before he passed on, and a great deal after he left. may he rest in peace, as he sought after.
ONE MINUTE. and everything else becomes history.
Sunday, September 03, 2006 19:32
i finally stop deluding myself, and put on the 27 inch jeans. and i have to rejoice, for it felt a little loose. yay! so im not 27 after all...
i have to say this, tho i know it wont change how i feel after all. i know the sales persons are merely doing their jobs, but dont they ever find themselves irritating? for every other customer who just pauses in front of some product, they would just flock to you as if you carry some gold bars or what. and they would start marketting their products, like im such a dumbo not able to read. this is irritating!
if you claim you are such a dedicated person to your work, think again. you think i'd believe? please. listen to yourself would you? isnt it good for you to just get your pay at the end of the day, and you leave your customers alone, give them some peace, so that they would return (hopefully) some days later? rather than to swarm up to them like bees, and scare them away like plagues? it always puzzles me when they claim how professional they are at marketing. im sure, for they flock to customers who dont need help and ignore those who really do.
so professional huh.
Saturday, September 02, 2006 12:01
the moment you see this you'll know where im blogging from -.-' this marks the start of my sept hols, as well as others', of couse, highlighted by the horrigible fact of promos looming ahead. so NEAR.
im finally home. home, as it is, feels familiar, and nostalgic. this is the place where i belong, no matter how far i go, no matter how long i've been away. and finally, you've got to go home, like what michael buble sang in his song "home".
and it was when i was finally home, that i was bombarded with warnings and advices on personal safety. things such as 'dont use your hp outside' 'dont carry bags around, put all ur valuables in your pocket' etc etc...
being in singapore for nearly three years have pampered me into a chick who take personal safety for granted. just how many people carry totes around in singapore! and then, i've been told to forgo this long-cultivated habitual act of mine :( hurr....
but then, it spurs some thinking going on. why is the society progressing backwards instead of being on par with the economy status? our PM has been working so hard in promoting our country's reputation, to market malaysia to the global economy, so as to stay competitive and play along with superpowers and rising stars such as china and india. but how so when there is lack of security and more of moral disintegration? how do we achieve the great ambition of our PM when the society, particularly the young teens, engage in such despicable acts of challenging the police force and bring about worries and tensions among people?
it was in the news that once, a singaporean tour guide bringing tourists into malaysia, told the tourists while they were on the bus, crossing the causeway and approaching the custom, to pay special attention to their valuables and safety, for they were going into malaysia. this sparked off discontentment among the fellow malaysians, and many pointed fingers at the tour guide. when i was told the news, i admit i wasnt happy at what the tour guide said. BUT, is it not the truth he said?
think about it. look at the society now.
if what he said portrayed malaysia as a nest full of thieves and robbers and murderers and gangsters, the newspaper seems to justify what he said everyday. malaysians, please reflect on this. if you dont want bad comments, make sure you give good impressions.
it is disheartening to see the number of teens involved in such despicable acts. the numbers are rising as a rocket would during its launch. which leaves others to think, where has the education gone to? years of schooling and character development seems to be wasted on these people. and if these people are the future of our country, then our dear country is gonna crash.
these are the people we have with us today. if people are not going to do anything to solve the problem rather than putting it up on newspaper and scare the public further, racial harmony IS going to disintegrate. i've already seen a little of discrimination going on. people, remember the may 13 incident? please, we learn history for a reason. so that it would not repeat itself.
but how so when the society is progressing backwards?
