Pets and kidsRecent events had led me to a conclusion that kids and pets (Think dogs, rabbits, hamsters and cats etc) are alike. Very.
Both are energetic. (How else can anyone explains their boundless energy as they either screams/barks and ran around for hours?)
Both tends to be cute to the extent of irresistible.
Both pets and children have the privileges of making a mess and getting away with it. Arghh...
Both are free to roam the world untroubled. (They haven’t learn the word ‘trouble’ yet.)
Both are great conversation topics as proud parents compare with others over their upbringing and skills learned etc.
Both adds on to the expenses of the household yet it’s a necessity.
Both of them are great sources to spill any good or bad news. (I wondered if people are mad to talk with pets or did the talk actually made them stay sane..?)
Perhaps it’s the act of caring for them that gave us motivation to be better than before. Almost everyone would like the best for their kids/pets. Yet ironically, it also brought about additional stress as one struggles to stay afloat while caring for a kid/pet at the same time.
Hmm... Whatever it is, they complete us. They had momentarily let us put behind our worries, bring out a smile in us and made us realize that those hollow thoughts or possessions are actually really
nothing.
Although they may grow old, lose their innocence and even die. Hah~ That is my realist view. Their existence would definitely make our life more enriching and interesting.
Note: Nope, I did not keep any children or pets so there’s no way of any deaths in my place. This is a mere observation.
It’s almost time...In 10 days time, I would be defending the nation. I’m not sure whether if it’s good or bad but I’ve pictured some ‘expected’ scenarios below.
1. I’m going to get a welcome treatment by the tough as nails sergeant as soon as our parents bid us goodbyes.
2. New and most probably crazy friends to be made.
3. New environment to adapt. Good examples would be a ‘new’ bed as well as the mosquitoes infested jungles.
4. Suffocating laws to be followed.
5. Lots of drillings (Marching and formation etc)
6. Instructions on weapon handling.
7. Physical trainings and more physical trainings. Full stop.
8. Teamwork concept One for all, all for one. (One kena, all kena)
9. An allowance of $300+....
10. Fun?
Now, I’m feeling kind of queasy as I’m about to embarked on another chapter of my life. Hah... Although most of my friends think that the army would be a piece of cake to me. I felt the same way too as I’ve expected the above scenarios. While, I might have slipped a few points but the main points are roughly there. So I guess I’m mentally prepared. Prepared to get screwed... =(
PS -
My graduation turns out fine. I did not trip on the steps. Lol~ In fact, I looked smart in a jacket. =)
I'm in a dilemma no more. =)
Dilemma (x3)Note: A rather confusing and probably meaningless entry. Read at your own risk!
It’s not like I’ve got nothing to blog. In actual fact, I’ve got too much to blog that I do not know which to start first. To make matter worse, when I had inspiration to blog, I found that the topic “Absence makes the heart fonder” being taken up by someone else’s blog that I read. Hence, I was like duh~ I felt like I would be like a copycat if I gave the same answer when others had already given it. To conclude, I suppose that I’m not going to blog read first when I’ve a topic in mind. Ignorance is bliss perhaps?
Secondly, there were quite a few happenings (cold war, driving & sis’s graduation) in my life recently. However, it was all too personal and I did not want to bore people with details in my rather insignificant life unless it’s entertaining or something.
To those interested: Cold war had ended. I managed to drive the pick-up and I’m still alive after my maiden voyage to the eastern side and back.
Good – My dad was beside me to guide. =)
Bad – My dad who’s scratching his legs beside me is roaring at me. =(
Good – I’m glad that he’s not a car tester or driving instructor. =)
Lastly, as I began to blog read. I found that there’s another blogger who faced a similar problem as me. A problem that is there and not quite there. Hah. I'm not purposely confusing people but I can't help be confused too. Once again, to those interested, you may click on this link to find out the similar problem that I face.
http://cruzteng.com/2005/06/07/wtf-was-he-thinking/I’ve questions unanswered yet I do not want to probe for the answer. The answer would surely put a strain on my relationship with either party. Truth be told, it feels so awkward for me that I really do not know what to do. Yep, I’m in a dilemma.
Hmm... Perhaps I should just clear up problems/tasks of my own instead of bothering with other people’s problems. What to do?
Graduation
3 years of slavery for 10 seconds of fame...
2.5 hours of boredom for your child’s 10 seconds of fame...
15 minutes of tea reception at the lounge..
Is it worth it? Yes, definitely... I would give the food a thumb up. Lol~
PS – These are my views as I watched my sis graduation. Let’s see how it would turn out during my graduation on Fri. Hah~
Cold War...
I’m not sure why but it’s really a pure coincidence that as soon as I’ve finish writing my previous entry, my mom asks me.
Mum: Did you greet your dad recently?
Me: Nope.
Mum: Why are you so petty?
Me: Where got? I did not do anything wrong.
Mum: He’s your elder and your dad, you should greet him.
Me: ......
Mum: You greet your dad and let him happy awhile then all problems will be solved.
Me: Lanlan... (Speechless)
Thereafter, I escaped into my room.
Subsequently, I spent the past few hours staring at the computer, surf net, playing freecell etc. Thought about that faithful day when I was struck an emotional blow to my heart. I still felt angry because on that night, I was crying as I slept... I was that upset yet I weep silently... His harsh words have really hurt me deeply because he’s my dad... Ever since then, we did not talk much to each other. I’m always giving a one-word answer to piss him off. HAhaha~
After a series of win-lose in freecell, I began to think about how long am I going to wage war with him? Till I enter army? Or until when? I mean realistically the stain could have last until god knows when. Besides, my dad’s does not eat humble pie. His pride/face is way important to him and I don’t recall him saying sorry to anyone else besides his clients. He’s that headstrong or pigheaded if you want another description...
Then, I thought about myself. My mum’s statement of “Why are you so petty?” I’m thinking in my mind “If he did not hurt me first would I be so defensive?” I do not wish for things to happen this way. Who would want a tragedy? Besides, I’ve long forgiven him, I was only hoping that he would apologise to me first. Hahaha... Like real.. Anyway, I did not want my mum to be troubled, so I thought I’ll give my mum face and be forgiving.
Hence, I thought of how to settle this cold war in a manner that would be a win-win situation for both of us. Apology is out of the question. It is quite awkward for me to apologise when it’s no fault of mine. I thought for a while...
I sent a message to him.
I’ve got my license. So are you going 2 help me buy the triangle plate?
Hahaha... One stone kill two birds. I need not spend my own moolah to get the triangle plate and he also has an opportunity to get down the stage. So far, there’s no reply....
I’ve got it so what now?Hah~ When things changes, thinking also changes.
So I’ve at long last gotten that license that I coveted for. Then, I began to think about ‘new’ problems like my 1st accident, CHOY!
Touch wood. Then, I also began to think about how I am going to memorise all those road and ways to get from point B to point C.
Of course! I also thought of ‘how am I going to get a car?’ Using my dad’s pick-up? No way! Not until the cold war is over. Yes, I know that it’s been 2 months but if he’s stubborn, I must have inherited his genes pretty well. =)
Thus, for the short term I don’t foresee driving a car and besides I’m entering the Army in a few weeks time. You may question what’s the use of getting a license then if you cannot drive?
My reply: Take the plastic card and go around showing off? Hah~ Nope, it’s not my character to show off and there is also nothing much to show off anyway. It’s just an additional skill that I have and now I can look under the dispatch and delivery as well as the drivers and chauffeurs section. Hah.. That is not a dream job but just a spare tyre that may or may not be used.
In the long term, I thought about ‘Ways to own a car?’ In Singapore, a car can seriously cripple your finance even if the exorbitant price tag does not manage to give you a heart attack right away. Even if you have a car, there are always the ‘extras’ that you are going to pay for like the road tax, COE, petrol, piranha interest, parking coupons, season parking, maintenance and fines etc. Based on my rough estimate, a person may need to earn at least 6-8K and above to get an average car including inflation rates and rising oil prices. In order to earn that amount, it may take me 8-10 years at least and even then, I may not reach that salary range...
Under economic terms, it’s not economical to get a driving license. Under safety terms, it’s not safe to drive around when there are reckless drivers around. Hahaha.. I’m not referring to myself as I’m still a rookie and consistently checking my blind spots. In fact, it is much better if more people don’t drive because I’ve already add on to the traffic jam. =) Just kidding... If you have the money, time and will. By all means, do what you want as long as you are happy. Haha.. I’m still lost in
lala land and it may take a few days before I get out of it. Hah~
Cheers!
The Final CountdownAs I was changing lane to the left, the tester hit the dashboard. Damm... I was caught.
Before I start driving, the tester briefs about the emergency brake and told me to step on the brakes immediately when he hit the dashboard. Yet, I was really surprised as he knocks on the dashboard when I was lane changing back to the left. Wtf? I was stunned and earned myself 2 points barely a minute into my test. This is not looking good...
Then, as I was about to turn right to enter the S-course... A learner driver was trying to play punk with me. He was coming from another direction and signaled way too early and misleads me into thinking that he was going to turn into the junction before my S-course. Who knows? That a**hole must have absentmindedly left his signal on and he actually drove straight. For that, I earned myself an additional 4 points within 5 minutes.
It was a case of history repeating itself once again... But I was not demoralized this time.I scored another 2x2 points for silly mistakes in the circuit. Hence, I earned myself 10 points in the circuit alone. I muttered a few silent curses, let it go and try to stop thinking about it.
Finally, it’s time to hit the public road. In my mind, I was thinking about my chances. Yet, I remain slow and steady. It is because I recognized that I can’t outrun against the seasoned drivers out on the road. They do not need to check blind spots nor do they care about the speed limit. The road’s limit is 70KM/H but how many drivers are really driving at that speed? Obviously, there were just not many drivers out there who would let you lane change in front of them.
So, my strategy is simply remaining slow and steady and not letting those idiots to scare me off by trying to kiss my bumper. Screw them for all I care, I’m here to get my license and not rushing to get to heaven or hell. Nor do I want to reincarnate so soon, my time as an earthling is not through yet. I continued at my own pace which is neither too slow nor too fast. When the road is clear, I accelerate close to the speed limit. When the traffic is too heavy and no one lets me change lane, then I just let them go first because it’s definitely smarter to have a proper lane change rather than trying to act hero and lane change against those pros. It would easily earn you points for that.
Yet, I still meet with some incidents on the road... Then, before I knew it. The tester was leading me to the room to reprimand me... He’s carried an unsmiling face throughout the test... He asked me why I move off when the learner driver was going straight.. I explained that the signal was on and I thought that he was going to turn left into the junction so I thought that it’s safe to turn right. Who knows? That a**hole did not turn left nor did he turn into the S-course that I was going to turn into. Wtf?
He made a few more comments on blind spots checking etc..
Well.... In the end...
I...
Have failed...
To...
Disappoint.
HAhaha~
I’ve PASSED!
I’ve finally got that monkey off my back... No more worries about driving... Except that I don’t know the roads....
Note to all learner drivers or driver wannabes:Do not let your mistakes affect you. Let it go. Continue your driving.Remain slow and steady and not letting others to pressurize you into errors.Maintain a ‘confident’ face even though you may be trembling inside.It may not be easy but you either do it or you lose it.
PS - Actually I was planning to blog this down a day ago but I think it's not very encouraging so I did not blog it down the day before. Now, it doesn't matters. =)
2 Months Rust.
It's has been like 2 months since I've touched the steering wheel... The feeling is like back to a student once again, with the instructor doing what he does best, instruct. Somehow, I don't feel as confident as before. Perhaps due to the rust, or the trauma of 48 demerit points. Whatever... I've no expectations this time. Hah~ Maybe I can set my target at 47 demerit points. Hmm.. The last attempt, I was confident as the instructors did not kpkb much. This time round who knows? I can only hope that my driving instinct could make a miraculous return.
EntrapmentCame across the word “Entrapment” in The Straits Time today and out of curiosity I read the whole article. I find it interesting and also silly in a sense.
Firstly, the definition according to
www.answers.com, “The act of government agents or officials that induces a person to commit a crime he or she is not previously disposed to commit.” In simple terms, it means the government asks you to commit crime. !!!
In the article, a guy was persuaded to bring drugs by a Central Narcotics Bureau (CNB) officer to have ‘fun’. Unsurprisingly, he was nabbed on April Fools Day and sentenced to 8 months jail. As a learner doctor, his career’s most probably history...
Hence, the case sparked this article and also this blog. The experts began to argue against the pros and cons about setting up trap to net those ‘alleged’ drug offenders or ‘would-be’ criminals. FYI (For your information), entrapment is perfectly lawful in my country, Singapore. In other countries, it may or may not be use as a defense (excuse) by the defendant. It would be subject to ‘different people, different opinions’.
To cut short, I’m against it period. In my view, the role of the police force is to ensure peace and order within the nation. Instead, they are trying to put thoughts into other people’s mind. C’mon, you may be bored after lunch and having constipation problems so you thought that you might as well arrest some thieves to move your bowels. Who knows? At the end of the day, you may be promoted and the best thing is, Tadah! Saysaysaysaysay~~!! HOO!! YAHOO!! You have won yourself a pile of sh*t and the feeling must be orgasmic. ??
I’ve no idea. In another case reported, the CNB officer offers a “big” insurance policy for an Ecstasy pill. The “big” policy would have ensured the ordinary insurance agent some food to eat, clothes to wear and a place to sleep. It turns out to be a ‘dream’ that guaranteed 6 years and 3 months of free food, free clothing and free lodging. Hahaha.. Isn’t it such an irony? I’m not laughing at the pitiful girl whom I find really heartbreaking. I dare not laugh at the law either. It’s just natural for me to laugh when I feel like it. I’ve no idea. Hah~
Sarcasm aside, the pros of entrapment is that drug-lords and notorious criminals may be hooked. Those are the monstrous creatures who have time and again escape unharmed. Yet, they are just too slippery to get caught. Probably their feet are greased, hence they remain alive and well. (Greased feet is actually an indirect Chinese translation and it means cunning) How unlikely it may be, may the sword wield by lady justice strikes them... Better still, strike them where it hurt the most. *Ouch*
So, can you resist temptations? Control yourselves?
OR
Would you fall against temptations? Getting out of control?
One last point to add:
“Humans are also a species of animals. That is undeniable and is nothing but the whole truth.”
Renewed FocusIt’s easy to stray from one’s goal and purpose. It’s easy to just give up and throw in the towel. I’m not a spur-of-a-moment kinda guy. I do not have a 3 second temperature that comes and goes just as easily. Once my decision is made, that’s it. No more dilly-dally, shilly-shally. No more excuses or bull****. No regrets. How others live their lives are their own businesses.
Sidetrack -
A teacher once asked “Where is the richest place on earth?”
A dozen replies like “Banks” “Gold/diamond mines” “Dreams” “Governments” “Books” “Bill Gate’s House” “Heaven” “Earth” “Heaven & Earth green tea?” (Okay, I made the last one up...)
The supposing correct answer is cemetery. His particular logic is because that is where people die with their unfulfilled dreams buried with them. The whole class almost jeered at such an explanation. What kind of answer is that?
Now, thinking about it. He’s probably correct in a ‘sense’. Though his thoughts are outstanding or should I say out of the ordinary, at least his features match up to his theory. What’s with a pony-tail?
I’ve made my decision and you have made yours. Even sitting on the fence is considered a decision. Technically speaking, it is not a decision because I asked a Yes/No question and you are just not responding to it... There’s nothing much I can say... Whatever it is, once you have made your decision, you either live with it or you conduct yourself as a sore loser. Behaving as if the world owes you money, when you are the one who lost it in the first place. There’s no cure, you can only stop screwing yourself or you can continue if it pleases you so much. Adios~
Ten 2-letter words advice to anyone looking for “The Force”
IF IT IS TO BE, IT IS UP TO ME
Staying at home...
I think I’m getting obsolete and detached from the outside world as I holed myself up at home with my mum holding me captive. Hah.. Doing mundane chores like cleaning (name anything that can be clean or scrubbed) and painting the wall which helps in contributing the excruciating soreness to my neck and arms.
Just imagine yourself raising your arms in the air supporting a paintbrush as you strain your neck to paint the ceiling bit by bit so that the paint wouldn’t spill. This is an extremely good way to build patience and endurance as you progress slowly. After the first hour, I began to procrastinate and began taking short breaks of 10-20 minutes. It was such a chore that I really wanted to just rush it through and get it over and done with. Yet, I can’t hurry because the paint would drip and the results won’t be good anymore. There’s no point in painting if you are just going to do a lousy job. You might as well do other things worth your time.
Hence, I continued painting at a snail’s pace partly due to the painting ‘requirement’ and aches suffered. Hey, I’m not trying to make painting the ceiling seems so tough as if I’m exaggerating but it’s really tiring to strain your neck, raise your arms, holding a paintbrush and waving it to and fro for a few hours. It was so exhausting that I felt weak while playing basketball during the night.
Despite the sufferings, what do you really get in the end? A well painted wall that will deteriorate in a few years? Damm... But life's like that,
nothing lasts forever.
A bargainMum: How much for this bunch of bananas?
Fruit Seller: $1.80
Mum examines it further. Found some common black bruises on the bananas.
Mum: There are a few dark stains on the banana. Why don’t you sell it to me at $1.70?
Fruit Seller: Mdm, those dark marks are made when loading/unloading the bananas. It is inevitable to have such marks.
Mum: But the blue black will make the banana spoil faster.
Fruit Seller: Ok lah. Ten cents also make no difference.
Mum paid $1.70...
The morale of the story: Do not try to bargain with my mum, her $0.10 is bigger than the bull cart wheel... Lol~ Come to think about it. It’s rather remarkable that she managed to scrimp and save up those ‘pathetic’ few cents to raise 3 kids. I’m literally raised up on those few cents. Hah~ Amazing...
