I was thinking whether or not i should write a post today, as today, i would be leaving singapore and going to china with the school trip. Can you imagine that, for the first time in my life, i am going abroad without my parents? Kinda cool eh...
Anyway, just a slight update on the heater. It sorta like cleared up, no more leaking and we no longer need to fix it either, so, for those of you who can't wait to see me having bad luck, i'm really sorry, you'll have to er, think of a new bad luck for me...
Anyway, the purpose of writing this blog is not to dwell on subject beyond our control, but here i am trying to tell you about the problems with truth and dare...
Truth and dare, is a very fun thing to do to a certain extent, especially when everyone whom gets mentioned happens to be in the same room (keep that in mind when you all decide to come...) Anyway, i had been thinking about the answers to the supposedly hard questions that you all people would be firing at me, (Its giving me a headache)and i decided instead to think about the questions i would ask. I had been crafting a new question that seems rather irrelevant but get relevant along the way, and i believe it would be more effective than the standard question. (Which just proved to be ineffective especially after our failed attempts on two people)
So, i urge you all to stop thinking about the freaking hard question to ask me, and instead prepare yourself for the super irrelevant question...
Having fun?
Sorta gift to all of you even before i come back, enjoy the rest of the holidays.
Oh ya, countdown to the time when this blog becomes one year old: 35 days
Date created : 31/12/2004
so ya, do join in the celebration. I hope that i would be able to do the posting marathon on the last 5 days to the birthday of the blog, and the new year in fact. So, i'll be needing post ideas, and the usual stuff. Please send in your ideas, criticisms, so that i can be inspired...
Inspiration: Target player draws two cards...
Ya, I'll be needing it.
Happy holidays, and wishing that beijing's weather is great...
Discmon
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Self-inflicted Banana...
Its been quite some time since my madness on blogger has ended (which ended with a three days straight posting of logs on blogger) The holiday is in full swing, the heater in the house, is unfortunately still leaking water, although it might be a piece of good news to those people who just can't wait to see me having ill-fortune...
But than again...
The holidays means that i would have more time to surf the net and do some stuff. I had finally gotten sick of neopets after almost 5 years (keep that in mind, Clara) and that means that i have more time to zoom around the internet.
Zooming around means that i get to visit more places around the internet, there was this one website which had gotten my attention and is now prompting me to write this.
One of my "friends", whom is a chinese, had written on his blog that he wished he was a caucasian...
Actually, not very weird, counting the fact that chinese had been suppressed for quite some time (remember, SAP school is not chinese school) and the fact that some people thing that chinese is bad...
What is so wrong with being a chinese? I mean, if you had watch Hotel Rwanda, a movie about the racial conflicts between the Hutus and Tutsi in Rwanda, you would seriously understand the meaning of why some people wish to become a different race, just as the aid worker has told the hotel manger :"One of the girls were screaming as she was being killed and she said:"don't kill me, i promise that i won't be Tutsi again..."
Have you ever heard of another story...
There was this international class that was held in England. The teacher, who is a englishman, wrote "hello" on the board and then told them all that this is how they greet people in their mother tongue. He than asked them to each come up to the board and wrote their own methods of greeting other people. Different groups of people came up one at a time. When it was time for the Singapore chinese turn, the chinese said:"my mother tongue is the same as your, teacher"
The teacher reacted in horror and said:"that is my mother tongue not yours, why you are a chinese"
"But i do not know how to speak chinese, in fact i think i am a caucasian"
You could guess what happen eh?
But come on, why do you deny your own cultural, your heritage. We, the chinese, have over a 5000 years history, and why deny that? What is so bad about China, when it is currently rising up again. Why do we have to become caucasians, where the name "John" could cause about a dozen people to turn around and look at you?
Look at how beautiful chinese names are crafted (at least in singapore). Your parent aspiration for you could just be found in your name. Personalities that parent wish that their children will have can also be found in their name...
I mean, even my cousin who was brought up in America could speak chinese, and he does not deny that he is a chinese. Just what is so wrong about it?
I think this is a thing to think seriously about. To me, denying your heritage is as good as denying your very existence...
But then, Singapore is a open society right...?
Discmon
*You can watch "Hotel Rwanda" on Singapore Airlines in order to understand the part on the Hutus and the Tutsis
But than again...
The holidays means that i would have more time to surf the net and do some stuff. I had finally gotten sick of neopets after almost 5 years (keep that in mind, Clara) and that means that i have more time to zoom around the internet.
Zooming around means that i get to visit more places around the internet, there was this one website which had gotten my attention and is now prompting me to write this.
One of my "friends", whom is a chinese, had written on his blog that he wished he was a caucasian...
Actually, not very weird, counting the fact that chinese had been suppressed for quite some time (remember, SAP school is not chinese school) and the fact that some people thing that chinese is bad...
What is so wrong with being a chinese? I mean, if you had watch Hotel Rwanda, a movie about the racial conflicts between the Hutus and Tutsi in Rwanda, you would seriously understand the meaning of why some people wish to become a different race, just as the aid worker has told the hotel manger :"One of the girls were screaming as she was being killed and she said:"don't kill me, i promise that i won't be Tutsi again..."
Have you ever heard of another story...
There was this international class that was held in England. The teacher, who is a englishman, wrote "hello" on the board and then told them all that this is how they greet people in their mother tongue. He than asked them to each come up to the board and wrote their own methods of greeting other people. Different groups of people came up one at a time. When it was time for the Singapore chinese turn, the chinese said:"my mother tongue is the same as your, teacher"
The teacher reacted in horror and said:"that is my mother tongue not yours, why you are a chinese"
"But i do not know how to speak chinese, in fact i think i am a caucasian"
You could guess what happen eh?
But come on, why do you deny your own cultural, your heritage. We, the chinese, have over a 5000 years history, and why deny that? What is so bad about China, when it is currently rising up again. Why do we have to become caucasians, where the name "John" could cause about a dozen people to turn around and look at you?
Look at how beautiful chinese names are crafted (at least in singapore). Your parent aspiration for you could just be found in your name. Personalities that parent wish that their children will have can also be found in their name...
I mean, even my cousin who was brought up in America could speak chinese, and he does not deny that he is a chinese. Just what is so wrong about it?
I think this is a thing to think seriously about. To me, denying your heritage is as good as denying your very existence...
But then, Singapore is a open society right...?
Discmon
*You can watch "Hotel Rwanda" on Singapore Airlines in order to understand the part on the Hutus and the Tutsis
Friday, November 04, 2005
The comforts of everyday life...
Have you ever heard about all those stories where something is taken away from whoever is the main character and than he/she learns the importance of the thing and how inconvenient life would become without it?
I bet you have, since this stories have been retold over and over again. But than, how many of us would really benefit from it? Because the things that is talked about does not usually happen and because it is a story, it would not be so easy for that fact to sink in. In fact, i recently discovered how fortunate i am to have a hot water bath, without having to boil water.
It all started, when i was in the bathroom... and its not funny...
I was minding my own business when suddenly, the false ceiling started leaking water...
Seriously, our ancient water heater has finally spoilt (it miraculously survived for five more years after the fve year warranty expired, and that is very rare in today's standard...) and now our house is totally cut off from water because we turned off the main tap that runs into the house. This is in a bid to stop the water from continuously leaking out from the water heater, but that also means that whenever we want to take a bath or wash something, we would have to make a small trip to the elevator landing and than open up our water tap.
Very inconvinient? you bet......
I guess we all have something that made our life simpler but yet we do not realize how fortunate we are to have it. Just like studying, it is a fortune that we are all able to study in school when some people do not even have the means to stay alive...
I guess it is a great food for thought eh...
Discmon
I bet you have, since this stories have been retold over and over again. But than, how many of us would really benefit from it? Because the things that is talked about does not usually happen and because it is a story, it would not be so easy for that fact to sink in. In fact, i recently discovered how fortunate i am to have a hot water bath, without having to boil water.
It all started, when i was in the bathroom... and its not funny...
I was minding my own business when suddenly, the false ceiling started leaking water...
Seriously, our ancient water heater has finally spoilt (it miraculously survived for five more years after the fve year warranty expired, and that is very rare in today's standard...) and now our house is totally cut off from water because we turned off the main tap that runs into the house. This is in a bid to stop the water from continuously leaking out from the water heater, but that also means that whenever we want to take a bath or wash something, we would have to make a small trip to the elevator landing and than open up our water tap.
Very inconvinient? you bet......
I guess we all have something that made our life simpler but yet we do not realize how fortunate we are to have it. Just like studying, it is a fortune that we are all able to study in school when some people do not even have the means to stay alive...
I guess it is a great food for thought eh...
Discmon
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