The familiar cycle again

Finally back to sydney! As i had so much free time in my hands, i did a lot of readings online and see some disturbing problems back home.

I am a PAP supporter for my GRC back home as i thought LBY and Lily Neo had done some wonderful job during the years but i am absolutely disgusted by PAP's antics post elections (whats new?)

The biggest shock comes in the increasing of cab fares, and peak hrs nows cost $2 more. wtf? And before anyone thinks that its the cabbies who lobbied for the increase, they did not know a thing until they saw the news (trust me, my uncle is a cabbie, and he did not know a shit). Then all the increases in electrical bills and all that nonsense came along.

But the hardest to take is Ms Bhavani's response to mrbrown's articles which led to the latter being replaced by Today as their columnist. And the response is lagi infuriating. She mentioned that increases in prices are due to increasing petrol prices, and is a global phenomena, and that the Progress Package were put in place to help the families. HELLO?? its PROGRESS PACKAGE can?? Pre-elections, the government (or PAP) said that it was given to share the profits made by Singapore over the past few years (if i got it right), and that it was an encouragement kinda thingy. Post-elections and they say its used for increasing cost of living. WTF?? They might as well increase income tax by 20% tomolo and say that the Progess Package is used to offset the increase.

Really disappointing, and one thing PAP have not realised so far, and they better realise it soon, is that the internet is spreading anti-PAP sentiments at a rate they cannot even imagine. It does work two ways though; if PAP change their attitude soon, pro-PAP information should travel equally fast, but i dun see that happening anytime soon.

Never underestimate the power of the internet.

For all ungrateful brats of the world

I read this somewhere recently,

When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.
You thanked her by crying all night long.

When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.
You thanked her by running away when she called.

When you were 3, she made all your meals with love.
You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.

When you were 4, she gave you some crayons
You thanked her by coloring the dining room table

When you were 5, she dressed you for the holidays.
You thanked her by plopping into the nearest puddle.

When you were 6, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT GOING!"

When you were 7, she bought you a baseball.
You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbor's window

When you were 8, she handed you an ice cream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.

When you were 9, she paid for piano lessons.
You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.

When you were 10, she drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastic to one birthday party after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11, she took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.

When you were 13, she suggested a haircut.
You thanked by telling her she had no taste.

When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17, she was expecting an important call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all night.

When you were 18, she cried at your school graduation.
You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus, carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.

When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing any one.
You thanked her by saying "It's none of your business".

When you were 21, she suggested certain careers for your future.
You thanked her by saying "I don't want to be like you".

When you were 22, she hugged at your college graduation.
You thanked her by asking whether she could sponsor for a trip to Europe.

When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first apartment.
You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.

When you were 24, she met your fiancee and asked your plans for the future.
You thanked by glaring and growling, "Muuhh-ther, please!".

When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you.
You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.

When you were 30, she called with some advice on the baby. You thanked her by teller her, "Things are different now.

When you were 40, she called you to remind you of a relative's birthday.
You thanked her by saying that you were "really busy right now."

When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.
You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.

And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you never did come crashing down like thunder on your heart.

IF SHE'S STILL AROUND, NEVER FORGET TO LOVE HER MORE THAN EVER. AND IF SHE'S NOT, REMEMBER HER UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.

ALWAYS REMEMBER YOUR MOTHER, BECAUSE YOU HAVE ONLY ONE MOTHER IN YOUR LIFETIME.

wretched week turned worse

wat a week

first, she left on friday and left me feeling depressed and alone.

Before i could even think much about it, i was hit by a bout of gastroenteritis (or stomach and intestines inflammation, or very serious stomach flu). So from tuesday nite to thursday nite, i had diarhorrea about 20-25 times each day and vomitted ard 6 times for the first 2 nites. And since the doctor told me not to stop the diarhorrea and have a fluid diet, i effectively fasted for 2-3 days.

Since i have a handball final on saturday, i told myself that i must take anti-diarhorrea pills on friday and force-feed myself despite puking so that i stand any chances of playing at all on Sat. Well it kinda worked since i only puked in the afternoon and managed to have an uninterrupted nite's sleep on friday nite. BUT, i woke up with INFLUENZA, and not those normal colds mind you.

I woke up with clogged nose, ears and sore throat. All those yucky think greenish stuff. Yeah and throw in the usual headaches and fever. SO there was absolutely no way i can ever play in the game now. Whats the chances of having stomach flu, and then influenza continuously? i dunnoe man, but someone up there refuses to let me play at all.

But i still went as a spectator. And it was the first time i see the opponents and boy were they good. So damn damn good, the other 6 players were better than the taiwanese team i saw in SHO. But their keeper was not as good as the taiwanese one. All plays for the australian national team but i am surprised that they play an asian style offensive rather than an european one. But they defend 3-3.

And it was also the first time i seen how a team can be so outplayed and almost won the game. My team had this ONE-MAN-DEMOLITION-MACHINE. Him, together with my good keeper, almost won us the game singlehandedly. But we lost, by 2 goals again. The opponents did 2 underhand-passes-flying-fish, which i have not even seen on videos before.

But i think i must take a bit of fault, coz with 7 mins left, we were level and the right-winger (who is a centre but playing there coz i am sick, but he is in fact a better right winger as well, those crazy europeans) injured his arm and needed some treatment. And a 16 yr old went in. Inexperienced, he went to block an opponent throw-in and got himself a 2 mins, and amazingly went to scold the ref, saying that he have not even been cautioned yet so how can he be 2-minuted? Result => 4-mins suspension, and we lost it by then. If i was the one going in to sub, i would never have made such a mistake and would just do my part defending and wait for my ONE MAN DEMOLITION MACHINE pull us to victory. So it sucks to lose, but we dun really deserve to win as a team anyway.

Feverish now, i really hope my wretched week will not last any much longer.

workers party my ass

been reading the news lately and i saw something that was kinda weird today

WP showed off their 4th batch of new candidates and one of them is an ITE graduate.

Now i am not against ppl who are not very educated. I used to have an uneducated RSM who is probably one of the most responsible person i have ever seen. And I think some of them really have what it takes to be good politicians. But i seriously dun see it in this guy.

Firstly, i think to be a good politician, one should be either very booksmart or very streetsmart. And at 24yrs old (younger than me!) and armed with an ITE degree, i dun see that. Why? Coz no matter how much we promote the ITE system in singapore, we all know that pretty much screwed up kids end up there. Well some of them will wake up their ideas after getting in ITE, but these ppl would normally end up in polys after that, coz they know thats the best way for them to get good jobs and have a better life. If they dun even have such motivation for their daily life, how can u expect them to have the motivation to change people's life? And by not being booksmart, i doubt he will understand half the things that are being debated in parliament, or maybe not understand half the words they use. There is a good reason why u see ppl like Dr Balakrishnan or Lily Neo doing well in politics because these ppl have the knowledge and know-how to understand what is wrong with the society and change it.

Secondly, i think good politicians need to have a composed and calm mind when approaching issues. And having visited certain ITEs before, i seriously think that ITEs are for a bunch of violent ppl. Broken mirrors in every toilet and stabbing cases in ITEs are on a rise. Do we want a politician to start punching another during a heated debate just like those fucking losers in Taiwan? or philipines?

Sorry dude, but i dun think you are good enuff for any seats in parliament, and if i were you, i will try to improve myself before i think about changing others lives.

like what confucius said in the past, "improve thyself, provide good life for family, then protect the country"

Yah talking about politics, the current president Bush have the lowest IQ in the last 50 yrs. And who have the second lowest? HIs father of course! Both gunsmoking low IQ presidents. In case you need to know, the one with the highest IQ is Clinton, with a whopping IQ of 181.

I personally have an IQ of 176 so Clinton is a bit smarter than me. But trust me, I will never be as stupid as to let my sperm drip on my adulteress dress so that my wife can apprehend me. Nor will i ever let someone as ugly looking as monica giving me a blowjob. Isn't that stupid?

Wan Fang sums it up best

心若倦了泪也干了
这份深情难舍难了
曾经拥有天荒地老
已不见你暮暮与朝朝

这一份情永远难了
愿来生还能再度拥抱
爱一个人如何斯守到老
怎样面对一切我不知道

回忆过去痛苦的相思忘不了
为何你还来拨动我心跳
爱你怎么能了
今夜的你应该明了
缘难了情难了

new start

took me 2 days to finally realise we are through.

Woke up on a sluggish saturday and told myself that life must go on. Went for my handball game and had a monster game, scoring 5 goals as my team qualified for the grand final next saturday as the runnners up of the group stages. It will be an interesting game. The opponents have 8 players who are in the Australian national team, while my team, are almost fully made up of expats. 1 swiss, 1 german, 1 hungarian, 1 french, 2 serbians, 1 singaporean, 1 portugese, 2 czech, 2 chinaman and 1 aussie. I feels just like me playing in the fed team against the expats back in singapore, but now i belong to the expats instead. We are the underdogs, but i think it will be a crackling game since in the grp stages we only lost out by 2 goals.

Next i wrote some more resumes and sent them out to various starbucks and handphone shops.

I am strong and shall pick myself up from this day onwards.

Its been my biggest pleasure being your boyfren for the last 3 and a half years. Though no longer a couple, i will always be there for you.

Sleepless

This was the last poem i wrote for her birthday

Its funny sometimes how things are planned,
We met despite hours between our land.
You caught my eye sitting at the other end,
saw me, smiled, and my goosebumps stand.

Should i date you and will it be "can"?
Not sure if you want no short short man.
You agreed! And we had food from Japan,
Alas you're shocked! They were not cooked in a pan.

I slowly realised your eyes had such glam,
By December tenth i was holding your hand.
Flowers, kisses, they were part of the plan,
Finally, i had become your man.

Side by side we were throtting across all land,
Til i broke my back and it couldn't bend.
You did not leave me as the scripts had planned,
Helped me, comforted me, you're my legs and hands.

Slowly, we evolved and our lives blend,
And you started watching the ESPN.
Did your online tests and i conquered them,
Our lives so different had we separated then.

Often i did things that make you rant,
Forgive me i hope, you can hit my hand.
But all you say for the fight to end,
"Think about it, repent, you're still my man".

Shall end it with a poem as well


it wasn't a journey, it was my destination
but i guess its all my imagination
in my dire needs and desperation
came along this dreaded devastation

should have seen it coming, this proposition
yet i had allowed its tearful creation
should not have left my home location
all that is left is bruise and lesion

for now, i am beyond consolation


Thanks for the concern guys. Guess time is the key

its over

For the first time in my life i felt like a loser.

Always been the best in most things i do. Top my level for 5 straight years in pri sch. Mathematica olympiad. Top class in sec sch, captain of both the soccer team and bball team at the same time for my sch. JC was not too well done but mainly due to me enjoying the time more than anything else.

Subsequently went NS as a commando. Worked through the ranks and became a cdo officer. Won a SOM during the process and was the top PC of my battalion when we were recon one.

Went NUS and tackled the challenging double degree and triumped. Met this perfect girl there and made her my gf. Played handball for a few mths and was in IHG, IVP and federation team. Even coached both my hall team and the singapore fed team during the process.

Gained entry to the top uni in australian to do my masters degree. Joined a top pro handball club in sydney and started for them.

Then everything fell apart.

Wanted to lessen my family burden and work part time. Apply everywhere and got rejected. Even McDonald's and KFC were overstaffed and rejected me. Y? i am not even good enough for Mc's and KFC?? Maybe coz i am a foreign student, but still?

Now even my girl left me. Helpless, hopeless, and in a empty shell i dun even think is home. Miles from home and cannot even salvage my relationship. Savings running dry soon and i might even starve in sydney??

Why have it become like this? I dunnoe. I have no answers for it. All i know is i am still trapped here, had to finish my masters in medical science alone. Alone, and not even any emotional pillars left to push me along.

I hate sydney. I hate wat i am doing now. I hate knowing that i am so far from home. But most importantly, i hate knowing that i cannot care for the girl i love most anymore. i hate the lifestyle i am leading now.

hatred

Guess Sydney's favourite song?

Was walking through Central the other day to get home. Right before the railway was an underpass (something like the orchard road ones). There were lots of asians there, selling papers, clothes, flowers etc. Needless to say, those clothes shop tend to on their music very loudly so as to attract the crowd.

As i walked past the first shop, the music i heard was "bu pa bu pa lah....."
Hey! thats a singaporean chinese song lah! Reallly made me felt like i was in Orchard road for a while.

I got onto the railway and waited for my train. A while later, someone, wearing headphones, came and sit beside me. His music was very loud and although i cannot make out wat song it was, by the time it reached the chorus, it went "bu pa bu pa lah". Yeah u might have thought that it was from a radio station but the time between the 2 incidents was 30 mins long. I don't think that song is so long ya?

Today i went to an asian surburb called Eastwood. Went to the chinese supermarket to get song stuff. Suddenly, the speakers went "bu pa bu pa lah".

WAH LAO! 3 times in 2 days and i am hardly outside most of the time. Not only that, i think the song sucks too but apparently it is so popular in Sydney.

Guo Meimei should be so proud

Those aussies cannot count

Ok, 3rd day in sydney. Went to the supermarts to get some groceries. And guess what? Those aussies cannot count lah!

One 330ml coke cost A$2.40. U have to add 20 cents if its chilled. But wait, how about a 1 litre bottle? A$1.85 WTF? A 1 litre bottle cost cheaper than the 330ml one?

Then i went to get some chicken brooth to cook steamed eggs for dinner. Saw 2 cans, one 430ml and the other is 730ml. Just like singapore, i happily took the bigger one coz it should be more worth it. But after i looked closely, the 430ml one cost A$1.75 but the 730ml one cost A$3.80 HELLO? If i multiply the small one by 2, it will cost me A$3.50 for 860ml, which is like cheaper than the 730ml one?? Not to mention i get to keep 2 tin cans rather than one.

It all doesn't make sense. Just like i dun understand why they sell salted eggs at A$1.50 each.

Brainless