My class have lots of problem, especially on problems dealing with relationship between people. This time, you could say its the conflict between the low 'income' group and the high 'income' group...
You can view the issue here...
Anyway, thought i should make a point here on my own blog. It saves me a lot of trouble, and i feel better when i type on my own blog...
Chinese New Year just ended. That is a sign that everyone has a lot of money in their pockets due to red packets. Does that mean that you all go and talk about collecting huge sums of money to pay for a class T-shirt? I think that is very ignorant about others. For one thing, not everyone gets to keep their hong bao money right next to them all the time. Some people's parents prefer to see it getting deposited inside a bank account, others prefer to invest with the money that the children had earned. Whatever the preference, the point is that, not everyone has access to their hong bao money. Please don't go and use it as an excuse to collect money.
Next, not everyone is as rich as you think. Some people receives $20 a week, others receive as high as $70 a week. Please stop assuming that everyone has a high disposable income, because not everyone has it. I mean, $20 a week to me is about just enough to allow me to last a week. I see no need for me to ask for an increase in the amount of my weekly allowance. In fact, i feel guilty when i ask for more...
And than, you have to collect class fund, class T-shirt (and scream your head off when you think that people don't hand up money cause they don't like the class), class outing...
I'm fine with that. I mean, I whine, but in the end, i still pay up. Its not like i refused to pay up totally...
But recently, my class blog has once again started on a money issue. Its about the class outing that we are planning on saturday (4/3/2006).
If you had clicked on the link, that should explain it all, but what i am infuriated with, and what has caused me to type one whole post on it, is this comment:
Whereever you go you need money, even you come to school everyday. Don't tell me that you are poor so you don't come to school everyday. I just dose not make sense to say that you are poor and so poor that you cannot tarvel. If you really have no money, i will sponser you. Is that good enough?? Do you have any other reason(s)???
I feel that this comment has brought it too far. I would like to ask the person who posted this comment this question:
We can give the disabled, the poor everything they need, everything they want, but as we are doing this, are we letting them keep their pride?
Its a very fundamental question, and i think what your above comment had done was to take away that pride. We are people with a pride to keep, not a pride to allow others to use it to wipe the floor with...
And if you are serious enough and think about this question, think about what you were trying to say when you wrote that comment as well...
We may have freedom of speech, but i don't think that we should put others down as we are doing it...
Discmon
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Surviving on a diet of hope...
Luckily, the streak of things happening has ended, and the class is returning back to its peaceful self. (Other than several outbursts over this few days, but it isn't serious enough to render a post on it.) So things are pretty fine now.
Of course, just to highlight that life isn't just up and up. My heater, which i had talked about a few post back, has unfortunately, started to leak water again. This time, we got it fixed and life is back to normal.
Anyway, I wanted to post this yesterday, but due to the overwhelming amount of homework and because i was mentally exhausted, I put the thing off to today. Yesterday, we had the leadership seminar in which the sc and cca leader of our school needed to attend. Its an annual affair and basically, it sets us off on the direction that we would be heading this year.
I'll be reserving a post to talk about the seminar. So don't worry, the criticism will be coming. Anyway, my focus will be on disco spirit.
If any disco people read my blog (which lets see, almost amounts to zero due to the lack of publicity), well, this is a time to go and think about disco spirit. The exco had been continuosly emphasising about disco spirit, about the need to have them, about "we cannot survive on a diet of hope" that it would come back eventually, that we should be actively trying to make the disco spirit. Yesterday was a fine example of how a few of us tried to get the disco spirit but was stopped in the end.
I had proposed going to queenstown hawker center to eat. Sure, that place is dark, its cramp, its dirty, it doesn't have proper air-conditioning. I can understand that. Some people also needed to go somewhere else, I can also understand that.
I just hopes that no one think that my sole reason for proposing that all of us go there is that I can save money. I do not think that I am such a stingy person to the point that I would actually send everyone to a cramp place to eat. My point in bringing everyone there is that we can buy a half chicken for chicken rice and everyone can share the price. I mean, this is one way to boost disco spirit, everyone eating together, other than each and everyone of us buying a different food.
Besides, eating at Queenstown also add another benefit, and that is it is easier to find seats to sit together. Look at what happened when we reached Jurong, we were trying to find seats to sit together. In the end, we became separated. To me, that does not serve to boost disco spirit in any way. Sure, we went there since a lot of people are going to go from there to somewhere else, but I hope that you all at least understand why I want to go to Queenstown hawker center to eat things.
Its just like what Anna said, "We cannot survive on a diet of hope". I hope that should get you all thinking and hope you won't get the misconception than I was trying to save money...
I mean, its real sad when this sort of things happen...
Discmon
Of course, just to highlight that life isn't just up and up. My heater, which i had talked about a few post back, has unfortunately, started to leak water again. This time, we got it fixed and life is back to normal.
Anyway, I wanted to post this yesterday, but due to the overwhelming amount of homework and because i was mentally exhausted, I put the thing off to today. Yesterday, we had the leadership seminar in which the sc and cca leader of our school needed to attend. Its an annual affair and basically, it sets us off on the direction that we would be heading this year.
I'll be reserving a post to talk about the seminar. So don't worry, the criticism will be coming. Anyway, my focus will be on disco spirit.
If any disco people read my blog (which lets see, almost amounts to zero due to the lack of publicity), well, this is a time to go and think about disco spirit. The exco had been continuosly emphasising about disco spirit, about the need to have them, about "we cannot survive on a diet of hope" that it would come back eventually, that we should be actively trying to make the disco spirit. Yesterday was a fine example of how a few of us tried to get the disco spirit but was stopped in the end.
I had proposed going to queenstown hawker center to eat. Sure, that place is dark, its cramp, its dirty, it doesn't have proper air-conditioning. I can understand that. Some people also needed to go somewhere else, I can also understand that.
I just hopes that no one think that my sole reason for proposing that all of us go there is that I can save money. I do not think that I am such a stingy person to the point that I would actually send everyone to a cramp place to eat. My point in bringing everyone there is that we can buy a half chicken for chicken rice and everyone can share the price. I mean, this is one way to boost disco spirit, everyone eating together, other than each and everyone of us buying a different food.
Besides, eating at Queenstown also add another benefit, and that is it is easier to find seats to sit together. Look at what happened when we reached Jurong, we were trying to find seats to sit together. In the end, we became separated. To me, that does not serve to boost disco spirit in any way. Sure, we went there since a lot of people are going to go from there to somewhere else, but I hope that you all at least understand why I want to go to Queenstown hawker center to eat things.
Its just like what Anna said, "We cannot survive on a diet of hope". I hope that should get you all thinking and hope you won't get the misconception than I was trying to save money...
I mean, its real sad when this sort of things happen...
Discmon
Saturday, February 11, 2006
On things that had happened...
It hasn't been a really long time since i last posted, which is largely thanks to the fact that lots of things had been hapening recently. I originally wanted to post this on the class blog but after sort of getting killed off due to a few of us posting chain story, I kinda give up on the class blog and decides to focus on my own blog instead.
If posting a nice fun chain story on the class blog acting as a sub thing is pointless, I might as well stop doing it. Besides, you all (which means the REST of the class, not including shadowkat and Hroar) should go and fill that blog with expository stuff so that the chain story really becomes a sub-stuff. Thank you...
Today's class discussion during physics lessons gave me quite a bit of things to talk about, especially over the things that they had said and do...
If you are talking about not paying attention during class discussion, than ask RJ what he was doing before he was screaming his head off. Ya sure, CYX and SPC were talking, but why don't you think about yourself first? What were you doing? Let me go and refresh your memory... You were writing:"很难看" with an arror pointing at CH. Don't you think that that is the same as what CYX and SPC were doing? Don't you think that you should look at yourself first before screaming your head off? If you think that that isn't and that you should not do that, I have nothing to say, nothing to say at all...
And if you think that everyone have access to their Chinese New Year hongbao money, than i beg to differ. I wish i had access to my Chinese New Year money as much as you do, but don't you think that different parents have different policies. My parents took all my money and deposited them into my bank account, if you think that i still have access to it, congratulation... Personally, it hurts me greatly when you use the availability of Chinese New Year money to collect great sums of money... And i am not saying that i won't be able to pay up either...
And there is also no point emphasising and harping on the fact that you have to put up with our class rather 'heck care' attitude. Sure, you are our chairperson again, but does that mean you need to talk about the past year over and over again? And I'm sure if you go and tell Mr Faizad that you want to resign all over again, you'll be dissappointing the 14 people in class who voted for you (which you should see by now does not include me) and when you start screaming your head off and than 'stomped' out of class, well, at least that's a time for you to think about those things that i mentioned earlier, But than again, do you understand what i was talking about earlier?
And stomping out of class??? Sigh~ Who would want to elaborate on the image that you are projecting?
And a lot of you must be thinking that disco job is really easy eh? Sure, mobilephone rules just got revised and relaxed, that doesn't mean you start the :"it's offfffffffffffffffffff"... WOW, real FUNNY, HA HA HA...
You think that is fun?! Fine, take it that way...
Actually, I'll have more to write but i think that some of the perople had apologised and I guess i accepted their apology even though it seemed as though i am ignoring them. Some other points are put across as i think there is a need for them to be clarified further and a certain few points are there for you know why...
Of course, the class also needs to pay more attention when this sorts of things happen, and i know a lot of us are guilty of running away after specifically stating that you all need to stay back. That is something that we need to work on I guess...
And i think you might want to visit the class blog post on this to see the reaction of the class as well...
Discmon
If posting a nice fun chain story on the class blog acting as a sub thing is pointless, I might as well stop doing it. Besides, you all (which means the REST of the class, not including shadowkat and Hroar) should go and fill that blog with expository stuff so that the chain story really becomes a sub-stuff. Thank you...
Today's class discussion during physics lessons gave me quite a bit of things to talk about, especially over the things that they had said and do...
If you are talking about not paying attention during class discussion, than ask RJ what he was doing before he was screaming his head off. Ya sure, CYX and SPC were talking, but why don't you think about yourself first? What were you doing? Let me go and refresh your memory... You were writing:"很难看" with an arror pointing at CH. Don't you think that that is the same as what CYX and SPC were doing? Don't you think that you should look at yourself first before screaming your head off? If you think that that isn't and that you should not do that, I have nothing to say, nothing to say at all...
And if you think that everyone have access to their Chinese New Year hongbao money, than i beg to differ. I wish i had access to my Chinese New Year money as much as you do, but don't you think that different parents have different policies. My parents took all my money and deposited them into my bank account, if you think that i still have access to it, congratulation... Personally, it hurts me greatly when you use the availability of Chinese New Year money to collect great sums of money... And i am not saying that i won't be able to pay up either...
And there is also no point emphasising and harping on the fact that you have to put up with our class rather 'heck care' attitude. Sure, you are our chairperson again, but does that mean you need to talk about the past year over and over again? And I'm sure if you go and tell Mr Faizad that you want to resign all over again, you'll be dissappointing the 14 people in class who voted for you (which you should see by now does not include me) and when you start screaming your head off and than 'stomped' out of class, well, at least that's a time for you to think about those things that i mentioned earlier, But than again, do you understand what i was talking about earlier?
And stomping out of class??? Sigh~ Who would want to elaborate on the image that you are projecting?
And a lot of you must be thinking that disco job is really easy eh? Sure, mobilephone rules just got revised and relaxed, that doesn't mean you start the :"it's offfffffffffffffffffff"... WOW, real FUNNY, HA HA HA...
You think that is fun?! Fine, take it that way...
Actually, I'll have more to write but i think that some of the perople had apologised and I guess i accepted their apology even though it seemed as though i am ignoring them. Some other points are put across as i think there is a need for them to be clarified further and a certain few points are there for you know why...
Of course, the class also needs to pay more attention when this sorts of things happen, and i know a lot of us are guilty of running away after specifically stating that you all need to stay back. That is something that we need to work on I guess...
And i think you might want to visit the class blog post on this to see the reaction of the class as well...
Discmon
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
The near operation...
I think most of you should have heard it enough for it to be boring...
Ya, I got hospitalised, because the doctor suspected i got appendicitis...
Lets see, I got a stomachache from last saturday. It started out really minor, but it seems weird when the stomachache doesn't heal after two days. So on monday, i decided to go to the doctor. The doctor gave a examination of my stomach area and when he pressed on the area near the appendix, i sorta jumped as a massive amount of pain was present there...
The doctor was suspicious and i got referred to hospital. We took SGH over NUH due to past experiences at NUH (which included a hair-line fracture on the arm)I remembered i waited there for about three hours before i was able to have a cast put over my arm...
So anyway, we arrived at SGH at around 10pm. Than i set down and waited and waited and waited... At around 10-11pm I finally got past the initial test of blood pressure and height and weight...
And then, I set down again...and waited for consultation. Consultation was around 11:30pm... and i had a rather amusing time getting my blood samples. For one thing, the doctor had forgot how to lets the blood vessels visible from the surface of the skin, and it is only through a great ordeal that i had my blood extracted. We can't really blame the doctor though, he was really nervous...
Anyway, they then asked me to get a urine test and an X-Ray before they told me i need to get admitted. The time when they tell me i need to get admitted is around 12am getting real close to 1am... After registering to get admitted, I set down again and waited and waited and waited until around 2am and finally got admitted...
And unfortunately, it doesn't end there...
After i had settled down in my bed, i was asked various questions like your religion and so on and so forth. They once again asked the:"do you smoke?" question, which frankly boggles my mind. Just like xp, he doesn't smoke, but still....
And than, after that, at around 2-3am, the doctor came and gave me the drip. I was shocked, cause i remembered very clearly that the doctors in A&E had said that i was admitted to be under observation, not undergo operation... and putting me on drip was operation procedure one...
Anyway, turns out that they do not want to waste a day or so waiting for my stomach to empty to start the operation... Than, i remembered i was woke up one more time at 5am by the doctor, who decides to do a check on me...
Than, the next morning, after a check. The doctor says that i am for home today. Woot, no operation, no second day in hospital, no DRIP!! My family and i prayed for my health so i have to thank god for letting me recover so quickly. God i really there when you need him.
And apprently, the worse injury i suffered in the hospital was the wound on the back of my hand which is caused by the drip...
Once again, i had been referred to the hospital, and once again, we got a really really long wait... Although technically this time, i don't have to slam the doctor for taking a break while i am waiting outside the door...
Discmon
Ya, I got hospitalised, because the doctor suspected i got appendicitis...
Lets see, I got a stomachache from last saturday. It started out really minor, but it seems weird when the stomachache doesn't heal after two days. So on monday, i decided to go to the doctor. The doctor gave a examination of my stomach area and when he pressed on the area near the appendix, i sorta jumped as a massive amount of pain was present there...
The doctor was suspicious and i got referred to hospital. We took SGH over NUH due to past experiences at NUH (which included a hair-line fracture on the arm)I remembered i waited there for about three hours before i was able to have a cast put over my arm...
So anyway, we arrived at SGH at around 10pm. Than i set down and waited and waited and waited... At around 10-11pm I finally got past the initial test of blood pressure and height and weight...
And then, I set down again...and waited for consultation. Consultation was around 11:30pm... and i had a rather amusing time getting my blood samples. For one thing, the doctor had forgot how to lets the blood vessels visible from the surface of the skin, and it is only through a great ordeal that i had my blood extracted. We can't really blame the doctor though, he was really nervous...
Anyway, they then asked me to get a urine test and an X-Ray before they told me i need to get admitted. The time when they tell me i need to get admitted is around 12am getting real close to 1am... After registering to get admitted, I set down again and waited and waited and waited until around 2am and finally got admitted...
And unfortunately, it doesn't end there...
After i had settled down in my bed, i was asked various questions like your religion and so on and so forth. They once again asked the:"do you smoke?" question, which frankly boggles my mind. Just like xp, he doesn't smoke, but still....
And than, after that, at around 2-3am, the doctor came and gave me the drip. I was shocked, cause i remembered very clearly that the doctors in A&E had said that i was admitted to be under observation, not undergo operation... and putting me on drip was operation procedure one...
Anyway, turns out that they do not want to waste a day or so waiting for my stomach to empty to start the operation... Than, i remembered i was woke up one more time at 5am by the doctor, who decides to do a check on me...
Than, the next morning, after a check. The doctor says that i am for home today. Woot, no operation, no second day in hospital, no DRIP!! My family and i prayed for my health so i have to thank god for letting me recover so quickly. God i really there when you need him.
And apprently, the worse injury i suffered in the hospital was the wound on the back of my hand which is caused by the drip...
Once again, i had been referred to the hospital, and once again, we got a really really long wait... Although technically this time, i don't have to slam the doctor for taking a break while i am waiting outside the door...
Discmon
Saturday, February 04, 2006
down...
Sometimes, I wonder to myself what would have happened to me if i did not listen to a lot of happy energetic songs...
It just seems weird that the good-old energetic person who can fogets about all worries and sad things in about an hour is now a thing of the past. Now, it takes an effort for me to forget all those things, and those sad things keep coming back. Sometimes, i feel like screaming and shouting, shouting vulgarities so that this stupid feelings can be properly used up...
I am sorry if you all had come here to read a post that is going to be critical of people...
I don't seem to understand why I had turned into this sort of unhappy person whom cannot go back to being happy and laugh at things that happens to stumble into my life. It is still true that i don't really hold grudges against people, but than, somehow, i just don't feel happy anymore.
If that is what happens when you mature and thinks less immaturely, than i prefer to stay immature. I mean, thinking about things beyond your control and be unable to forget about them and laugh and joke is a big pain to me... I rather to be like last time when after half an hour, i can laugh and run around...
But now, i am reduced to this sorry state, typing whatever that comes to mind onto this blog... Call me a weakling if you want to, just scold me... Scold whatever you feel like scolding. Think i am acting cute? scold me. Think i am ap-ing you? scold me. Think i am insulting you? scold me.
I just got this weird feeling that if you scold me from the bottom of your hearts, i will feel better...
And i got to thank those energetic songs that i had accumulate over the years. They really help to boost my feelings. Its just like those letters that my seniors had given me, looking at them gives you that warm feeling and you feel like going on...
Discmon
P.S. Thanks for those whom cared, but i think i feel better now, having watched "I not Stupid" on TV and cried... Well, crying can relieve stress you know...
It just seems weird that the good-old energetic person who can fogets about all worries and sad things in about an hour is now a thing of the past. Now, it takes an effort for me to forget all those things, and those sad things keep coming back. Sometimes, i feel like screaming and shouting, shouting vulgarities so that this stupid feelings can be properly used up...
I am sorry if you all had come here to read a post that is going to be critical of people...
I don't seem to understand why I had turned into this sort of unhappy person whom cannot go back to being happy and laugh at things that happens to stumble into my life. It is still true that i don't really hold grudges against people, but than, somehow, i just don't feel happy anymore.
If that is what happens when you mature and thinks less immaturely, than i prefer to stay immature. I mean, thinking about things beyond your control and be unable to forget about them and laugh and joke is a big pain to me... I rather to be like last time when after half an hour, i can laugh and run around...
But now, i am reduced to this sorry state, typing whatever that comes to mind onto this blog... Call me a weakling if you want to, just scold me... Scold whatever you feel like scolding. Think i am acting cute? scold me. Think i am ap-ing you? scold me. Think i am insulting you? scold me.
I just got this weird feeling that if you scold me from the bottom of your hearts, i will feel better...
And i got to thank those energetic songs that i had accumulate over the years. They really help to boost my feelings. Its just like those letters that my seniors had given me, looking at them gives you that warm feeling and you feel like going on...
Discmon
P.S. Thanks for those whom cared, but i think i feel better now, having watched "I not Stupid" on TV and cried... Well, crying can relieve stress you know...
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
About the way language had progressed...
I had a great Chinese New Year, thank you very much...
Of course, this once again does not apply to the people who wished i suffered a very bad chinese new year (the same group of people who can't wait to see me having bad luck)
We had a rather eventful english lessons today... and yes, the following post is also on the class blog, cause i decided that it was an important enough topic for me to remember even after this whole year is over...
Anyway, I was thinking about the method to recover ourselves after failing, and than the one about abolishing the word "Failure" came to mind...
Frankly, that thought alone boggles my mind...
Ya, sure, we all know that we should abolish this word from our vocabulary so that we can improve ourselves... I mean, you see it thousands of times in self-improvement books. Stop thinking about words like bad, stupid, moron... and the list goes on frankly speaking...
But have you ever thought why some person out there wants to create the word in the first place...? I mean, create a word to make yourself feel depress and dejected, to feel inferior and forsaken...
Have you ever thought about the society and the language featured in 1984?
In 1984, the book written by George Orwell, the language used there is Newspeak, a sort of deriative of english, where its vocabulary is getting smaller and smaller, contradictory of most languages in the world...
For example, words like excellent and great and awesome can be simply replaced by the word good, want to add some excalmation to that? than use doublegood, or just doubleplusgood...
and to add badness to it, well there is always ungood, doubleungood and also doubleplusungood...
So are we limiting our language...?
But you got to be really glad someone created those words, if not, we would be living in the society depicted in 1984, and i am sure that none of you wants to live in that kind of society...
Discmon
Of course, this once again does not apply to the people who wished i suffered a very bad chinese new year (the same group of people who can't wait to see me having bad luck)
We had a rather eventful english lessons today... and yes, the following post is also on the class blog, cause i decided that it was an important enough topic for me to remember even after this whole year is over...
Anyway, I was thinking about the method to recover ourselves after failing, and than the one about abolishing the word "Failure" came to mind...
Frankly, that thought alone boggles my mind...
Ya, sure, we all know that we should abolish this word from our vocabulary so that we can improve ourselves... I mean, you see it thousands of times in self-improvement books. Stop thinking about words like bad, stupid, moron... and the list goes on frankly speaking...
But have you ever thought why some person out there wants to create the word in the first place...? I mean, create a word to make yourself feel depress and dejected, to feel inferior and forsaken...
Have you ever thought about the society and the language featured in 1984?
In 1984, the book written by George Orwell, the language used there is Newspeak, a sort of deriative of english, where its vocabulary is getting smaller and smaller, contradictory of most languages in the world...
For example, words like excellent and great and awesome can be simply replaced by the word good, want to add some excalmation to that? than use doublegood, or just doubleplusgood...
and to add badness to it, well there is always ungood, doubleungood and also doubleplusungood...
So are we limiting our language...?
But you got to be really glad someone created those words, if not, we would be living in the society depicted in 1984, and i am sure that none of you wants to live in that kind of society...
Discmon
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