Just Jie Yang now.

By reading The Straits Times, you would have probably noticed that the idea of monks being peaceful and living in serenity is probably distorted. Well, while those really traditional monks are seriously all knowing and ever-peaceful, you would have noticed the rise of monks (and fake ones) perhaps, ruining the image altogether.

I would love to see monks being like this.

(Picture took from STInteractive)

And definitely not those kind in movies or shows.

Bulletproof Monk?! I won’t want monks to carry guns to protect themselves too.

And lastly, monks in Burma.

Yup. My opinion is, if you want peace, don’t protest. Look at Thaksin; thrown over by a bloodless coup. Burma? Yet another failed, bloody affair like many others in its stained history.

Hm. So much for world peace. We are living in a world that can no longer be solved by violence? Internet is like the sling of David against Goliath, yo. Not violence and guerilla forces.

But whatever you all do, I just want peace and a conducive environment to study in.

Yup. Peace. The eternal goal for all Miss Universe-s.

I was surfing tomorrow.sg, obviously was attracted by this post.

Obviously, I read on. so I clicked the link. And it was a very interesting read. Apparently, the writer was infuriated by another blogger, which is, while appearing scholarly, is in fact, well substianted to support his own agenda, to point out that Chinese Nationals are hated in Singapore. Well, you can check out his post here.

I am not really sure which side to take. I can almost hear Mr. Hon’s haunting words (that’s positive), telling me that the introduction into schools are, as you may guess, great, but hey, I am entitled to my own opinion. Well, here it is. I don’t really think they add to the competition.

Well, you see, I am just the typical student. Whether they come a not, there are already those elite students which are ahead of me, I will just stagnate at that position because, well, they will improve just as fast as me too. Maybe even faster. I am desensitized to competition. (Hence, the lack of exam stress). I have straight-A brothers, so well, my home already exposed me to such pressure. I’m sure Singaporeans are in general, concerned about the challenge the foreign talents post, but if we are to continue to have a outward approach, we are still way behind these foreign nationals. Is it to say that we are to clam up so as to prevent competition from increasing in Singapore?

I think not.

We need to face up to the pressure. The blogger, Terence, who infuriated Zhao Lin, the Chinese National, is probably being not that rational. If the Chinese colleague of his mom took her comission, just report in to the supervisor? Why involve nationalities in a monetary dispute? I bet, if the colleague was a Singaporean, his mom would probably not hesitate to report him/her. Come on, money is intenational. I don’t think I would give in if a westerner or Chinese National actually took my comission. I want my money.

I quote from Terence,

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Chinese Nationals seemed to have incurred the wrath of many Singaporeans. Some don’t like the way they talk, some despise their loud mannerisms and incomprehensible accents, and others scorn their ‘uncouth’ behavior and their ruthlessness. Even in NTU, the tidal wave of Chinese Nationals that suddenly flood our halls and our lecture theatres is enough to irk some students.

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We go to Western countries, I think that’s what they will think of us too. We should not like you know, whack out at others just because they are in a foreign land and resume their habits. While they should attempt to be assimilated into our country by tweaking their own habits, you can’t possibly attempt to make them change totally in front of their friends of the same nationality. It isn’t natural. It’s erm, me faking an accent after I go to England for 3 years. Yeah. Super unnatural.

Zhao Lin totally rocks. Look at this excerpt.

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Thank you so much for giving me the chance to express my opinions on the recent hoo-hah about China exports. I have been eating food made in China for twenty years. (Yes, I still have to eat food made in China even when I am in Singapore.) And my tortoise has been living on food made in China for two years. (Ok. I admit. I purposely fed it with poisonous food made in China because I wanted it to become a TMNT.) And I have been playing with toys made in China ever since I was a kid. (Oh, no! That 1.5-meter Teddy Bear on my bed is made in China too!) AND I AM STILL ALIVE. What a surprise! What a surprise that many China women can live more than 100 years even though they have been eating, drinking, using and wearing China products for their entire life!

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Oh come on, I may avoid China products (those kind of super cheap and you know they’re bound to be a scam.), but there are some products from China which are okay. I just think we should avoid those that are, ahem, too good to be true.

Zhao Lin is super humourous. But just a tinge to biased to properly substantiate his arguments.

Well, as I said previously, some forum users are just dumber than dumb, no EQ, nothing up in that space above their eyes except for a dense rock. Look at what this insensitive idiot said.

Yup. Dumb faggot.

I am hereby proud to say my good friend, Shao Fei, is a product of China, and packaged in Singapore.

 I do wonder why he always grins like that though. Looks kinda dumb.

In the recent light of oral and anal sex being legal in Singapore, I would like to highlight the fact that perhaps, Singaporeans are not ready for this privilege (even though if they do it, no one will know). Take a look at what caught my eye when I was reading Mind Your Body by the Straits Times yesterday.

I’ve calculated some scenarios where this kind of ignorance can possibly happen in a country where advertisments propagating safe sex, the use of condoms and the usage of instruments to chart when one is fertile, are actually everywhere.

1. Her nephew scammed her. Their petting were done erm, clothes on, but clothes on hands too, thus causing some of the stuff that came out to may have gone in.
2. She doesn’t trust her nephew. I would think her nephew assured her that pregnancy would not occur, she thought it was better to waste the time of a gynaecologist.
3. Her nephew is dumb, causing her to be affected by his sheer stupidity.

Anyway, I think the nephew should be placed with a condom at all times.

The fact that he can be so easily aroused makes me feel scared. Young people, tsk, so horny.

He should take biology lessons too. Rat dissection can be a wonderful educating experience.

So please, keep your seminal fluid to yourself, and educate your brain with rich knowledge that can be obtained from any brochure or inside a condom packaging. It won’t hurt, especially when you know it can happen without any real sex.

I believe I have read the most interesting article in my two years of receiving possibly the most unstimulating magazine (for me), called Ya Zhou Zhou Kan. Well, while I may be a student and supposed to read and analyze the articles found in this magazine, this was the first and only article I understood upon reading the first time. It told about a most curious incident in which a man in China, helping a senior lady who fell down, then got sued for 130000+ yuan. That’s about 18k+ dollars?

This is what is said by a prominent blogger in China. You can read an English version on Global Voices Online.

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 先看事情的大致经过：2006年11月20日，彭宇在南京市某公共汽车站好心扶一名跌倒在地的老人起来，并送其去医院检查。不想，受伤的徐老太太及家人得知胫骨骨折，要花费数万元医药费时，一口咬定是彭宇撞了人，要其承担数万元医疗费。被拒绝后，老人向南京市鼓楼区法院起诉，要求彭宇赔偿各项损失13万多元。此案惟一的目击证人陈先生当庭陈述，他看到的情况是：老太太手里拎着保温瓶，向第三辆公交车跑去。她跑到第二辆车的车尾时，不知为什么就跌倒了。这时，他看到从第二辆车后门下车的彭宇走了几步，上前帮忙，然后自己也上前帮忙，并打电话叫老人的儿女过来，整个过程大约半个小时。徐老太太曾在法庭上称不认识陈先生。当时不是他帮助的自己，陈先生非常气愤，提出自己当时曾用自己的手机帮老太太打电话，手机里有通话记录可以证明。

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Okay if you can’t understand Chinese, here is what it means. A man helps an old lady who fell at a bus stop, sent her to hospital, realised she fractured her leg, then the miserly old lady refuses to pay for the mending of her bones, so she says the man did it. Cool. Ya Zhou Zhou Kan says that there was a witness, but the court refused to acknowledge the testimonial, and when some media group questioned the police officers who were at the scene to record down the first accounts, the police members eventually broke down during the intense questioning and said that the son of this old lady, whoi is a police officer (I think he was pretty high rank) got them to do so.

But the court says, since the old lady was the first to get off the bus, it was likely that the poor guy knocked the lady, and that’s why he was so willing to help in the first place.

The guy got fined 45000 yuan or so, which is about 6000 bucks.

Cool. All he did was to help an old lady up.

So next time, I am gonna fall down, wait for someone to help me up, then sue him/her for making me fall. Much easier way to get quick cash. Obviously, I’ll do it in China.

It kinda makes me link this case to the case where the guy in America sues a laundry shop for ruining his suit. He sued them for more than 50k bucks, if I remember correctly, because of the “satisfaction guranteed” sign in front of their shop. If I remember correctly once more, I think he lost the case (Thank God!) and was made to pay all the legal fees. Which was quite a big sum.

Moral of the story? Don’t do good deeds in another part of the world when overseas. Plus, justice may be not that far-reaching and served as it should be after all.

Was on the bus today, noticed that there were many not-so-slim girls around me. Well, it was my fortune, cause I was living the reality in reality TV, with TVmobile showing a reality TV programme about housewives and middle-aged women trying to overcome their inner fears, which are as you may have guessed, caused by their fats adipose tissues. So well, while they are not very slim, I was fortunate enough to think along the lines of inner beauty of women (which saved my sanity), cause not many people, or more specifically men, are attracted to the opposite sex anymore. Perhaps, you may have heard of Otto Fong. I quote from http://theonlinecitizen.com

Otto Fong is a playwright, film-maker, engineer and a Science teacher and comic artist. He first discovered his love for drawing while storyboarding for the Beijing Film Factory production of Monkey King. In 2000, he won the 1st and 3rd prize in the first nationwide comic drawing competition, Toon Craze Toon Grace held by the People’s Association.

Talented right? He teaches science in Raffles Instituition, and draws a comic. Like these.

Cool eh? I wish Mrs Loi would draw that for me.

He’s gay. *Gasp*

But do we want to know? No.

Should he publicly confess? Don’t know.

Is he any different from us, whether we know he’s gay a not? I doubt so.

So why confess?

I don’t think he was trying to become more famous or anything, because for someone who can write this.

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Not counting my childhood, I have spent more than twenty years in the professional closet. I am nearing my fourth decade on Earth. While I have had some successes in life, I am not content to be just average. As I have often told my students, “Why be average when you can be your best?”

Do you know what a bonsai tree is? A bonsai tree is an imitation of a real tree. It is kept in a small pot with limited nutrients, trimmed constantly to fit someone else’s whim. It looks like a real tree, except it can’t do many things a real tree can. It cannot provide shelter, it cannot find food on its own; its life and death are totally reliant on its owner. It is the plant version of the 3-inch Chinese bound foot for women: useless and painful.

Being in the closet, pretending to be straight, trimming our true selves to suit the whims and expectations of others, is just like being a human bonsai tree. By staying in the closet, we cannot even hope to be average, much less above and beyond average.

I felt that in order to reach my fullest potential as a useful human being, I must first fully accept myself, and face the world honestly. I have lived long enough to know that what I am is not a disease, an aberration or a mental illness.

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I am not sure if you might agree with him, but I believe that there was no real purpose or target to be achieved in writing an open letter. Was he trying to get people’s support? Educate others that gays are just like us? (I know that) Or was it to just you know, writing on impulse?
He was called forth into RI’s General Office, according to eyewitnesses’ report on theonlinecitizen. Was it really worth it? He championed his cause that being homosexual is as common as a butterfly fluttering in the air, but wow, he may lose his job, he may get unwanted attention and you know, the flooding of responses.

Perhaps, sometimes, voicing out the truth was not such a good idea after all. I believe, he can face the world without confessing.

Being gay is not a disease. Got that straight.

It seems to me that with the discovery of Monkey God residing currently at a tree in Jurong West, there has been the rise in fame of that particular roadside tree, to the point of traffic jams, crowds of 200 peeps thronging it and giving offerings to it. I also happened to observe that although so many trees in some ulu forest in China or India or Brazil has been chopped down daily, and some of them possibly having beautiful carvings or eve older than three generations of family, no one seems to care about them.

During Christmas, we have the highly cliche yet well loved, Christmas tree.

We also have the not so cliche, spectacular, yet not very fascinating mega Christmas tree at Takashimaya.

And we also have very ancient, rare and unknown thousand year old trees.

But yet, the humble and pious people of Singapore, with their vivid imaginations and the need to strike lottery, decided that this tree was the most valuable of them all.

This is what environmental protection failed to achieve. To get trees god-like status, to get trees offerings to keep them from getting chopped, and also to get the people’s worship. I’m telling you all, if all it needs is a carving of a god to make people treat the tree as sacred, why not do it to all endangered trees and trees that are under severe threat of getting chopped? Think of it this way, no one would dare to show disrespect to someone’s religious idol unless he is a masochist.

However, I would like to caution everyone out there who ever reads this blog: Not every stump on a tree resembles a religious idol. If the stump is nice, the god might bless you. If the stump is one ugly thing, good luck to you.

Well firstly, in case you didn’t know, Singapore is still in its infant stages on letting go on its censorship policies. As in with regards to sexual content on the TV, in the movies, and those in the newspaper, you know, avenues of media, there is possibly no way Singapore can let loose. We would just all go havoc.

Ok, perhaps you need to know why first to understand my view.

Let us take a trip to STOMP, the forums/newsboard thingy highly publicised by Straits Times as their pet project.

If you would then click on Talkback, then go to “I confess…” you would see that many Singaporeans are very open and yet immature about their sexual knowledge. I don’t feel the necessity to pollute my mind in order to educate you, but honestly, is there a need to share with the good, upright citizens of Singapore, the size of your assets, how often you take part indulging in night activities alone, in pairs, or with a crowd?

And neither should you be so open about it. And no, I won’t go around doing beastly stuff to girls, nor their property if I am one day single at 40.

While we need to develop the open mindset, it does not mean that we should show an open mindset, nor should we be open about the intimate details in our life. No one should go through the horrors of knowing what you do secretly. We keep secrets for a reason, you know. If you’re a virgin, do you need to tell the world?

Perhaps, it is a bid to desensitize Singaporeans to the idea of promiscuity, P.D.As, and also sex should not be done when you’re 16 and above. We promote condoms, safe sex, that having AIDS is not hip and cool, and warts on your $%@@%$#$ isn’t a great thing to boast about, but who really tells people who are making out on the bus to stop their exchange of bodily fluids? Or that they should really get a room? All in their faces, more so?

This picture was taken from http://rudesingaporeans.blogspot.com/2007/09/couple-making-out-in-local-bus.html

And of course, I love Singapore’s education, and especially how they go about doing practicals during sex education.

I took this from http://issacritz.blogspot.com.

Conclusion: Singapore cannot loosen up too much.

They say, when a butterfly flutters it’s wings in one part of the world, the other part of the world may experience a catastrophe. 

Perhaps, you were one of the lucky, or not so unlucky few in Singapore that experienced the tremors from the 8.4 large earthquake last night. Well, you may have thought it was a great experience (as Singapore rarely has earthquakes that are felt in the West) and just like me, felt that you should take time off to try to overcome the trauma in a desperate bid to slack. But earth’s fury, or sneeze, just highlighted the point that no one is invulnerable to nature’s wrath.

You would have probably guessed by now, I was studying at the time where the earthquake struck. Or rather, more specifically, talking to Andre about the seemingly insignificant EOY score calculations and such. Well, earthquakes are not common see, and my mom felt the tremors, but though she worked too hard in the day and thus felt giddiness, my 2nd bro thought it was his exam stress and dare not voice out. Well, let’s just say they all voiced out at once, and we soon realised we were not the only ones who felt it. Some guy named Jason called ChannelNewsAsia to describe the carpark. Or rather a very mundane description of the scene of the carpark. People running out of their office. People videoing everything down in a bid of fame by hitting 5 million hits on youtube.

I didn’t need to be told twice about the earthquake in Indonesia, especially when there were tremors in class this morning again.

Isn’t it just wonderful to realise that all I care about were marks at the time when the clock tower was shaking? Or the fact that I may die before my time by getting crushed to death when the HDB block I live in collapse? (I live on the 19th floor, mind you.)

I don’t want to die poor, nor do I want to die without getting to experience life’s pleasures.

Today, the professor who volunteered to take time off “his busy schedule” was certainly illuminating. He was your, “for money, will do any job” kind of guy. And he’s a professor? Is this what he truly wants to teach us at school? To join the engineering stream in Uni just to make tons of cash and be my own boss with my skills gained at the Engineering curriculum? Well, he said that passion was needed, (though as a sidenote), which led me to ignore his presentation immediately. I am not going to take Engineering. I may love money, but I’m sure, I rather work for passion with a moderate pay, than a boring job with lots of cash.

I am going to live my life to the fullest, and starting today, I am gonna work hard for the freaking exams, cause I know, I will emerge triumphant at the end of 4 years, with 4k of scholarships and awards awaiting me, making it all worthwhile.

Funny. It all started with a little shaking.

“EVEN as Singaporeans worry about a dengue epidemic, another infectious disease
is on the rise – conjunctivitis, or “sore eyes”.
But the Health Ministry (MOH) says that even though there has been an increase
in cases since July, there is “no evidence of an imminent conjunctivitis
outbreak”.
According to data published on the MOH website, polyclinics consistently saw a
higher than average number of cases per week from early July onwards. The
average weekly number of cases for the year so far is 760.
The number then peaked at 1,495 between July 29 to Aug 4, breaking through the
MOH’s epidemic threshold of 1,353 cases. It has subsequently dropped, but is
currently still above the warning level.
While conjunctivitis numbers have peaked twice before this year, this current
spike is the highest so far.
Conjunctivitis is fairly common in Singapore. The eye infection is caused by
certain strains of bacteria and viruses. Usually easily treatable, it is only
in severe cases – caused by complications – that permanent damage to vision can
occur.
A Straits Times check with general practitioners indicated that they too saw
more recent cases. Nine out of 11 clinics said they had seen at least twice as
many cases in the last few weeks.
Associate Professor Au Eong Kah Guan, head of ophthalmology and visual sciences
at Alexandra Hospital, said that the spike in cases could be due to a new type
of virus.
“Or, it could be an older virus which is making the rounds again,” he said.
Re-infections by old viruses are common as any immunity built up against them
can wear off.
An MOH spokesman said the spike was “not significant” as the numbers have not
been consistently exceeding the epidemic threshold.
They advised infected people to properly dispose of anything soiled by saliva,
mucus and tears, and avoid sharing common household articles with non-infected
persons.“

Hmmm I think you might have been reading the newspaper this few days, and spotted this article on conjunctivitis. Well, I’m sure if you’re still attending school you might have noticed some of your classmates may have sore eyes and such. For me, there was the bugger Zhiyang who was absent for two days because he had conjunctivitis, and well, let’s just say it was expected, because he had been fiddling with his cool specs all day long. And I doubt he had a good sense of hygiene too.

But how is this stupid eye infection spread. As usual, due to Singaporeans’ being supremely unconcerned of hygiene.

Let me introduce to you, our ambassador of the “Stop Conjunctivitis Campaign”.

Yup. My hero. The girl who was climbing up and down a pillar in the middle of a hawker centre.

Kinda like the Marvel heroine, Spider Girl!

Haha, the striking resemblance. Both roam the neighbourhoods, both climb the walls. 

However, the first, bring real-life, is susceptible to the “saliva, mucus and tears” that is on the pillars, while the second is the invulnerable, will never die although you whack her a few thousand times, and of course, would not die after climbing so many walls.

Parents, listen up. Don’t let your kid touch surfaces all around him/her. Then touch their eyes. It gives them cute, pus-oozing rabbit eyes. Oh, oh! You might want to do it after all. It can make your kid more outstanding and unique. Isn’t that all parents’ dreams?
 

Amazing, eh, the young Singaporeans who are slogging their guts out to learn how to fight for our nation and steeling their determination, peseverance, and life skills that are said to be useful when us, the mighty young men of Singapore leave NS to join the harsh world of the workforce. A soldier, equipped with life skills and steely resolve, took a rifle, and went shopping, over a failed relationship.

This guy, apparently, was wearing black suit and tie, in Cineleisure? Superbly anti-climax. I am totally wondering how Singaporeans can spot big black bags on MRTs, and yet not take notice of a person who has an emo face, dressed in a black suit, WITH TIE, and hanging out in Cineleisure? It’s a really bad way to impress your ex-girlfriend, you know.

No, the picture on the front page of The Straits Times shows that the soldier does not look like James Bond.

It’s like dressing up for a ball, then going to IRC to play LAN.

Uber cool. And he has a rifle, a loaded one, stuck somewhere in his suit, while strolling around. I have no idea why would anyone take a rifle for a stroll when having a failed relationship. It’s like urm, dumb? You get to go to jail for a good few years of your life, and even having free caning sessions. Issit like the new way to get emo and hurt yourself for fun? I dunno, I would very much pretend to slit my wrist, then go get my ass flayed apart.

The whole floor of the Cineleisure was also said to be cordoned off. Amazing, the efficiency of our police force. As in seriously. It’s like totally cooler to witness that then go to the Army Open House.

I say, the next time you get emo, don’t kope a rifle. It ain’t worth it. And perhaps, those terrorists who are working in Singapore might like a career change.