This post has been long in coming...and again I am ranting. Before you bitch to me about my topic. I am all for Woman's Rights and all. They can do everything Men can do...so resting my case...I am continuing to bitch....

So far, I have been getting relatively good grades....Distinctions, High Distinctions, Staff Prizes and lowest being a single Credit for any of my units in any semester...

But, this semester, this bloody semester SUCKS BAD!!

I've handed in a few assignments, and I've been getting crappy grades.
50%, 55% and 68%

I mean seriously....

The 50% I can accept, since I did not follow the template and went off course.

The 68% I can accept too, since I knew it was just a draft..

But the kick in the nuts was the 55%.
I met my tutor for a look at the draft, and she gave me a few pointers here and there.
And when I asked, how it was overall, she said it was interesting and looked forward to it.

I took the damn thing back, edited the things she pointed out among others and handed it in.
I got the thing back with a chock full of comments about this and that with a Pass grade of 55%

And frankly a P to me is DEMEANING! Ok...fine...in poly, I would be overjoyed at a Pass grade, but not in uni.

I already had the feeling she never really liked me..being the only international asian student in tutorials, but damn...

I wrote in a e-mail to her asking her if she minded going through my paper again in hopes to get at least a Cr, but if that futile, I guess I will just look for the Unit Coordinator.

I have got to lose it soon...if this situation does not change, I am going to find a way to lose it just to blow stress...

Confounded bloody idiots marking my paper....

Posted on 9/23/2008 by <$The One$>

Howdy folks, it's been a long time since I last posted anything. No one seems to notice however. I think the reason for that would mostly because nobody even comes here.

But I did make a bunch of new friends at this company called 'Innotrek' where I worked as an outdoor camp trainer. You know, the typical "build up confidence of the kids, bond them closer' kinda thing. However, I must admit, that some of the kids are a ROYAL P.I.T.A. and deserved to be put down. I don't believe in the soft approach of the pansies at MOE that say that children cannot be punished or scolded too harshly for fear of 'psychological trauma' and the other kinds of bullshit they are giving out. So what is MOE now but a bunch of spineless pencil pushes who hope that someone higher up would see their efforts and reward them? Hence the effort to bend over backwards to the parents. Here's a visual scene for you to imagine: A lone hobbit standing in the field, quivering in fear and pissing his pants while hundreds of orcs bearing down on him. That's MOE right there

My view is simplistic:
1) You scold and punish the child to make him learn from his mistakes. Negative reinforcement. Which in turn brings out children/people who respect the rules and come out straight and decent?
or
2) You coddle the child like he's made of tofu and he grows up to be a person who doesn't care about right from wrong, because he's brought up with a mindset that there are always people for him to hide behind?

I was beaten as a kid and I grew up fine. Here's a list of punishments I went through
1) My ears got pulled
2)My ears got pinched
3)My ears got pinched AND pulled
4)I got slapped
5)I had to slap myself
6) I had to slap my friend who had to slap me
7) I had to stand in the big black dustbin, cross my arms, pull my ears and do squats
8) I had to slap myself on the mouth with the chalkboard duster
9) I had to run downstairs to pick up my exercise book because my handwriting was messy
10) I had to run down again because I didn't come up fast enough.
11) I got smacked around with an exercise book.
12)I had to stand in the corner
13) I got my palm hit with a cane/ruler
14) I got my knuckles hit with a cane/ruler
15)I had to stand on my chair
16)I had to stand on my table
17)I had to squat under my table

Did that do damage to me psychologically? I can't say. But I can say this. In the end, I made it into Commandos, I made it through all the tough training without breaking and deciding to shoot somebody. And I'm not talking about the military kind of training. I was subjected to 'experiences' that does not make the news. Changing parades, doing push-ups on the hot ground in Thailand till we had blisters on our hands. All because we didn't march and sing. Crawling on stones and pebbles because we 'had it coming' Running up and down steep slopes because we were too slow. I got knocked it down after returning from the tekong medical centre after being stung by a scorpion. The officer who carried out the act asked if we had medical problems so I said I was stung by a scorpion. And he went "will it kill you? knock it down with the rest" so with hand throbbing, I knocked it down. Want others? I got a lot more.

And the most important point is that I made it through my entire two years without reprimand or getting any extra duties because I learned from a young age that if you don't screw around with the rules, the people who made those don't screw around with you. Simple as 1,2,3 or smacking a child with a book to make him learn right from wrong.

So what if I find it amusing to destroy the egos of arrogant punks and my heart fills with joy when I see them shed tears. Now they know that there are people around them whom they cannot just give attitude to and walk off for there will be repercussions.
Taint your hearts and Darken your souls people in the aforementioned ministry. If not, you are only going to screw up future generations with your 'kindness' as you did the previous ones with your 'thinking within the box' approach.

Posted on 2/20/2008 by <$The One$>

As I sit in my room overlooking the courtyard of Currie Hall. I look back over the year that I've been here. Not just in Currie, but UWA and Perth in general.

It's been a fun year here, met alot of new people, a made alot of friends. Irony is, all the way in Australia, I've made more Singaporean and Asian friends then Australian ones.

I actually feel sad to be leaving Currie at this moment, somewhat like the feeling I had when I was leaving camp. But changes have to come throughout life I guess. The people on my floor are changing as well. Some are changing blocks, others are moving out. It will be weird for a while since I've gotten used to cooking noodles and messing with them throughout the year, but I guess I'll just have to get adapted to the new people...

I'm still not done with packing at the moment...everyone who has a 20kg limit has reached it, and I've got a 40kg limit and I think I may have overshot it...bummer....I hate this airport thing...Gotta see how everything goes later.

Leaving on SQ226, 1650hrs back to humid land for a period of 3 odd months. Some friends will be dropping by and it'll be fun to see them there, but most of the time..I have no idea what I'll be doing. Probably go back to work....whoopie

Well guys and the odd reader or two that actually stumbles by, I'll be seeing you around

Posted on 11/17/2007 by <$The One$>

Whoa, it's been a long time since I blogged...Bite me....

The post will seem very 'bimbostic' for good reasons...First off, I'm sick with the flu, spinning head, sniffles and all....the other reason..you'll find out later..haha.

Just got back from the Adrenalin Concert. Hosted by Youthalive...I think. With the band from Youthalive, Pillar and Switchfoot.

It was a pretty awesome concert, though Pillar looked a little like Slipknot, but they did things in a Christian way. I didn't make it close to the stage though. My friend did though, think he got some pretty cool pics of Pillar and Switchfoot.

This would be Pillar..it's blur...what do you expect? It's a camera phone












Still Pillar...

They were loud...VERY LOUD...


My ears are still ringing now...


They closed with "Fireproof"
Nicely done..





Switchfoot....

I found them better then Pillar..not so much of a 'noise inclined' band..











Still Switchfoot....Don't know most of the songs they used, but they did use "Dare you to move" and as closing, "Meant to Live"












Well, these are the shots that I took anyhow..Should have brought my camera in hindsight.
Think my friend has better shots..He better...

Anywho, the other reason this posting is so weird, besides Adrenalin the concert, I also have
"Adrenalin - The Near Miss" bleeding out from my system.
Well, as some of you might know, I've been toying with the idea of buying a car. But after tonight, not anytime soon I think...

On the way back from buying pizza, near a roundabout, along what I thought would be a quiet road at the time of night..which was my mistake, encoupled with the the lovely smell of pizza, a hungry stomach and fogged windows, I didn't pay attention to the road as much as I should have. So....
At the round about, my friend suddenly grabbed my hand which gave me a shock, I noticed a car was on coming near the round about, but I couldn't really see it as the windows were fogged up a bit and I was too near to stop, if i did, I'd end up in the middle of road.

THANK GOD the car was slow enough and the driver was good enough to slow down.
They were probably cursing me and stuff, but I deserved it I guess. I even stopped the car should they wish to have a little scolding fest to which I would accept and apologize because it was indeed my fault, but again, thank God they drove on and other than the little scare, everything is fine.

Well, I can't take this little scare and not drive anymore. It's all in the mind I guess, I injured my leg by a wrong landing during my first SOC, and the low ramp freaked me out abit, but I got over it. I can't let such a small thing hold me back from greater potential.
Which led me thinking, I've had alot of near misses in my life, whether it was me jumping into a pool, slipping and having my head miss my mere millimeters the edge of the pool, or missed getting shot in Thailand, even the dangerous things I do like diving and my airborne jumps. Sure I've gotten injuries and stuff, but none of them have ever threatened me to that extent.

And the ONLY reason I can figure out why that has happened is that God doesn't want me to die just yet. He's still got alot of things planned out in my life. I made a vow to serve Him till the point of death, and I don't think He's going to let me out of that bargain that easily. Which is good....I'm IMMORTAL!!! Kidding...it is stated that we shouldn't go around testing God in that kinda area....But yeah, considering the life I lead which I can honestly say isn't the epitome of Christian life, like the song "Indescribable" goes (Thanks for the song Ra) He looked into the depth of my heart and loves me the same, which I really think I should be grateful for...

I guess, I want to be a person that will have such a presence of God that I can say:
"As Waves Break Upon Rocks, So Shall Demons Break Before Me"

Pastor Benny's phrase really stuck in my mind till now :
"The blood of the Martyrs is the seed of the Church"
I don't usually remember such things, but that really got me thinking, what will I do when the time actually comes? I've been know to forget my promises to God when it becomes easy.
But I hope He will give me the peace to even die so that His word will spread if it comes down to that.
However, I really prefer to live for Him rather then die for Him...hahaha..
But during the final battle, I ask God will give me the first chance to kick satan straight in the rear before God lays the smackdown on satan for causing all this trouble.

Born a Commando wanna-be, Trained into a real Commando, Now hoping to be a Commando-For-Christ. First into battle, taking the hardest task and laying waste to the enemy to set the captives free

H.U.?

H.U.A.!!!!!!!

Posted on 9/01/2007 by <$The One$>

I'm pissed bored and writing my essay on
'What are animistic and primordial beliefs and what role did they have in traditional village societies dependent on agriculture for survival?'
My journey has digressed from researching for information to reading ghost stories
And you wonder why I'm having weird dreams...not scary dreams...well..not in the normal context of scary anyhow...

Dream 1)
I was sitting in a math class...and the lecturer was talking about probability. The image on the overhead was this whole range of patterns that were filled internally with dots, dashes, symbols etc. etc...and the question was...which is the next pattern..and we had like a hundred to choose from. As all of you know..the reason for my being in the Arts Faculty is that I don't hate math....i LOATHE it...so any how....I'm sitting there like a dumb ass retard staring at the screen, wondering why in the world did I take up maths in uni for. I looked to my right and my friend was sitting there and I went. "I thought you said maths was easy???" he just looked at me and gave me that shoulder shrug that usually entails "Shit happens mate" and now I turned to my left..and there my other friend was scribbling away faster than I can say "How Fast Can A Wood Chuck Chuck If A Wood Chuck Could Chuck Wood" And I can say it pretty damn fast too.
He ain't going to pay any attention to me short of me smacking his head...So this is the part where I woke up. I raised my hand to the lecturer was an old balding man and went "Sir, I just transferred into math class and I...." couldn't even finish my sentence when he Yelled "THAT'S NOT MY PROBLEM, GO FIGURE IT OUT!!" And I woke up with a start, turned to check the time and realized that hey...I AIN'T TAKING MATHS!!! SCREW THE TIME!! I'M GOING BACK TO SLEEP A HAPPY MAN!!!

Dream 2)
Well, it wasn't really a dream..more of a feeling you get...
I took a nap in the afternoon..and I woke up with this thought... "Shit..today's Sunday...I need to book into Currie hall tonight cause I start school tomorrow. Back in the days, my dad used to send me back to camp, but I realized that good old dad is back in Singapore and I'm in Australia..and I went. "damn, now how do i get back? I've been at Currie for 3 months and I still don't know the way back" To which I realized...I'm already at Currie, in my room, on my bed.


Talk about weird....and yeah..the exam schedule is out...16th, 19th and 21st June...
2 papers on the 19th...Man....that's got to bite.....
I'll be back in Singapore end June to End July...

Catcha Later

Posted on 5/18/2007 by <$The One$>

Okok...I know it's been a long time since I updated...not that I've got 10k hits a day or something..I'd be lucky to have 2 people stumble onto my blog a day....make that a week.

Well, I'm taking time off from writing my essays..2 down, 2 to go. The 3rd one is 90% done..and the 4th..yeah..haven't started that one yet. Bite me.

It's not that cold yet, but I'm sitting here with a double layer of clothes. They don't activate the heaters in the room until nearing winter...and it's like 13degrees at night. Right now, at 1500hrs Gripe Time..it's a balmy 22 Degrees. My toes feel like little ice cubes...At least I am dry with a two nice thermos flasks of hot water to make nice cups of green tea. ANTIOXIDANTS!!!

Uni life has been pretty good for the past month. A total change from the way Singapore does things. In SG your spoon fed.. Here it's.."Ok, here's my material, do what you will with it" and sometimes, after I leave the lecture..I go.."what??" or "who can I see to get that hour of my life back?" Tutorials are fine...Oh, in case you (the unfortunate person who stumbled here), I'm taking
Linguistics, Anthropology, Asian Identities, Creative Writing.
Of which totals up to a grand: 12hr week!!! I get Wednesdays and Fridays off.

I tried writing this for my friendster profile, using things from my Linguistics class:

I do hope you get my semantics by my pragmatics, and there is no syntax error along the way. Pardon me if it seems very arbitrary. It's very locutionary without any illocutionary meanings. But I do hope the perlocutionary is a positive one. Pardon my declaratives. They aren't meant to be imperatives. But if you do have any interrogatives, please go ahead. But I hope my commissives does have a positive outcome, because my expressives seem to be very out of place. It might be however symbolic in such a way of my mental state, but I cannot find anything iconic about it. Maybe everything is just indexical to you. So what am I violating for flouting to you? Am I doing the maxim of Relation, Quantity, Quality or Manner?

Oh right..anyway, I was looking up some stuff on the net for my 'Asian' essay and I kept found that I have another thing that irritates me...you know how some people try to 'act cute' by coming up with a 'cute' mail account?

Here's a few:
naughtyxxxxx@hotmail.com
babyxxxxxx@hotmail.com
littlexxxxx@hotmail.com
cutiepiexxxxxx@hotmail.com

And some of them post pictures up with em hoping to attract flies. Some camera whoring is fine, but when it's profile pic after profile pic after profile pic after profile pic after profile pic, it tends to get very very very very very anoying. If your cute/pretty (I would put handsome, but I'm sure as hell not a faggot) I'd be all for it. Talk about a biased point of view..Guys..don't give me the crap about "it's the personality that counts". We're talking about email adds and pics. You can't tell jack from a photo. I'm inclined to go with Russell Peters on this one when he said: "One of the ugliest girls I've met was called pretty" She came up and said "Hi, I'm Pretty" and Russell goes something like "Not unless you put Nasty at the end"

Ok, I needta get back to my essays. I've written quite a wee bit here today. Drop me a tag, but if you insult me...I'll track you down and spay you.

Posted on 3/28/2007 by <$The One$>

In about a day, I will be leaving Singapore to pursue my degree at the University of Western Australia in Perth. My holidays of 7 months have come to an end. It all feels kind of surreal at this moment. Just like the time I entered NS and the day I collected my Pinkie. I guess I've been elevated to a plain of fantasy and dreams where things don't seem real to me anymore. Just like the song "Row row row your boat". Life is but a dream...But I did however manage to cross one thing off my list before leaving. I passed my driving test. On the first try too. Anybody want the name of my instructor? He's got quite a high rate of first time passes. His pick up point is at Bukit Gombak MRT station. Drop me a message or something. Still on driving. I did make some mistakes though. 'Steering while stationery, Car roll back less then 1m on slope. Changed lane abruptly. Didn't check the mirror when slowing down /moving off" And that's about it. 18 points too. Noticed I didn't get any "Blind spot" deductions. Supposedly according to my instructor, the tester I got was super strict and has a 90% fail chance. So during the test, I fell back to my 'Operations Mode'. At the beginning of the test, as I started off, I didn't release the handbreak fully. The tester went "your handbreak not fully down". I was thinking "Oh crap..there goes a few points." And then I went into "Ops Mode" Here's a few examples I did.

Tester: Turn left here.
Me: Roger that. Turning left here. Mirror... Clear. Oncoming vehicles...Clear. Blindspot...Clear. Moving off now

When I was approaching Junctions:
Me: Approaching Junction. Slowing down. Junction Check...Clear. Proceeding

At pedestrian's:
Me: Approaching pedestrian crossing. Slowing down. Pedestrian check. Clear. Proceeding

U-Turns:
Me: Approaching U turn. Engaging engine break. Filtering in. Signal on. Checking blindspot. Dropping to 2nd Gear. Stopping. Oncoming vehicle. Clear. Moving off."

I basically gave him a running commentary on what I was doing. But I was rather talking to myself. But making sure he could hear me. You may laugh. But I passed with a super strict tester. THANK GOD!!!

Now all I got to do is wait for my license to get posted to my house and from there to me in perth for conversion. Gonna have a weird time though. I haven't parked without poles yet.

Posted on 2/16/2007 by <$The One$>