i will never ever wanna be a maid.. not even if i'm hard pressed for money.. i think its a real sad occupation.. my new maid came today.. i heard the agent hand my mum her 'portfolio' and stuff.. told her to behave properly.. basically.. its like selling human.. i just hate that notion.. to me.. a job should not be like this.. it should be one where.. there's.. i dunno.. i just have this idea of like.. the employer and employee sitting down and negotiating and stuff.. not like this human transaction.. its just a legal form of.. "prostitution" just that the person in transaction now is not for people's sexual pleasure (but again, that's hard to say) when u r a maid.. u basically surrender your rights to your employer.. if your emplyoer is nice (like us of cos!), good for you, if not, you're in for hell.. sigh.. you've gotta slog real hard.. all day all night long.. people get to go home at night and be be free to be themselves and complain and rest and rejuvenate.. but they don't.. you're being employed all the time.. its a tiring job.. you can't take leave when ur sick, you dun have annual leave.. your pay is pathetically meagre.. you carn wear nice clothes, u carn communicate with friends.. you are being doubted when things go wrong.. u eat leftovers.. you might get abused.. u r under the scrutiny of your employer all the time.. you lose your sense of self.. u have sold your life away.. you are now just a working robot.. :( all in all.. its a sad life when u r a maid.. i wish i had no maid.. i dun mind keeping the bed myself every morning.. :( sigh.. maid.. domestic helpers.. a nicer name.. but it doesn't make a difference to the sad life they have.. since the US has so much money.. why not give the money away and let everyone have a proper education? if only there was equal distribution of wealth all over the world.. if only the world was just one unified entity without the different distinctions.. then no one would be selfish over their national wealth and stuff.. this is a time when i wish the world would be a communist place.. :P wad a far fetched idea.. bleahz.. poor maids.. (statement only applies to obedient maids)
physics prac was over.. :) went rather ok.. i wun fail.. but i dun think i'll do fantastically well too.. but i'm happy enough that i managed to finish.. *phew* when we were all outside the lab waiting to go in.. this overwhelming sensation washed over me.. as i looked at wangning rocking back and forth.. baoluo hk andy crowding together trying to relax.. i suddenly understood the true meaning of "we stood there together, waiting to go inside the battlefield and conquer whatever is ahead of us".. i dunno how to describe.. i just felt this.. sudden sense of closeness with everyone.. we're all in the same boat.. we're all on one side.. we're gonna help each other to emerge of the lab.. :) what a magical feeling..
haha it amazing how most of us know all these crap circulated in mails and stuff are probably just untrue crap.. but yet are still so interested and excited to read it.. guess humans just have this curiosity to find out what they are supposed to be and how others might perceive them to be.. innate.. i love these kinda complex thinking.. :) interesting..
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yox.. today's been a pretty exciting day.. owells.. at least in the afternoon.. :( got caught by the police for climbing over the gate and trespassing into my own school.. haha.. what a funny joke.. :( i admit i am wrong.. but ya.. climbing over gates has somehow been incorporated into the RJC mugger culture, at least in my opinion.. my sis n i were studying happily.. and suddenly i heard this male voice screaming "the 3 of you! come here" i looked up and saw this familar figure in a blue navy uniform.. and i thot to myself "oh shit. oh shit. how!" yeah... he sounded quite pissed at first i thought.. but after he found that we were just harmless muggers who were not trying to break into lockers to steal girls' jackets and tys and shoes.. he became friendlier.. asking why we chose to study in sch of all places.. throughout the whole thing.. i just couldn't stop laughing.. tried to suppress my laugh into a grin.. i found this whole thing so hilarious.. i dunno why.. until they wanted to take down our particulars.. hmmm.. naive me asked him "so are you gonna send our names to mr hodge?" and of cos the reply.. "too bad!" shouldn't have asked that stupid question in the first place.. he and his counterpart, a rather hostile woman officer called for "reinforcement" and later on we saw these 3 clumsy men (all singhs i think..) climbing over the gate and making a lot of noise.. gosh.. they were scary.. swaggering in with their heads held high and chest "jutting out" haha.. their faces were as black as night.. came in and started dealing with this j3 who was behaving quite suspiciously.. opened his bag and questioned him about the stuff in his bag.. we tried to msg ian and his gf not to come down to the canteen.. but yea.. singapore's police force is real good.. they went up instead.. haha.. so in the end the 5 of us spent this terrifying time together in the canteen.. trying to mug and not think about what's gonna happen.. :\ apparently, ian and his gf saw him meddling with locks on the locker and stealing masking tapes from some props on the floor.. when he saw them looking at him, he put the tapes on top of the distbin and walked away.. hmm.. sounds quite suspicious.. but i'd rather give him the benefit of the doubt.. perhaps he hasn't seen masking tape before..? the singhs were really harsh.. they began by talking to him sternly, asking him why he was back in sch and if he took things.. when he denied.. they started shouting at him and stuff.. and he also raised his voice.. of cos.. when he continued denying they took out a handcuff and to threaten him.. and when he still incessantly say "sir, but i really did not do anything!", they handcuffed him.. sigh.. if he's really the culprit behind all the thefts, good for singapore.. but if he's really innocent.. then i think he's really poor thing.. imagine the emotional scar.. told my dad they looked really fierce and scary.. haha.. my dad said that of cos they look scary.. if not the police force wouldn't want to hire them.. he said who in the world can have the scariest face besides them? haha.. its really funny.. after an agonizing wait.. the singh came over and said "i want you all out of the school, NOW.. " what a relief.. but ya.. if anything happens in the school tonight.. we're gonna be in deep trouble tml.. keep my fingers crossed that nth will happen.. :( god bless.. ian n his gf, my sis and i went to holland v to continue mugging while hon went home.. all of us too traumatised.. haha.. what an interesting experience.. my sis is really so stupid.. if she hadn't insisted on following me to sch.. she would have been safe from all these.. trouble.. but its good in a way.. she learnt sth that her peers can never learn.. unless they do sth bad that is..
"happiness is a choice. one can choose to be happy regardless of the circumstances. for more often then not we look back at some happenings in the past and realise how simple the issue really is, and we wonder at our inability at that time to see past the fog shrouding us from the light at the end of the tunnel. sometimes, it takes a step of faith and a pint of courage to step into the darkness to obtain the understanding that can bring back a whole lot of meaningful revelations. "
was just thinking to myself.. when i was in pri school, i always looked at my seniors who came from rg and wished that i could go to rg.. and when i was in rg.. i would always look at those seniors who came back from rj and tell myself "if only i could get into rj.. i would give anything to go there..".. and now that in rj.. i would look at the seniors who are in university and wish that i could be like them.. seems like this cycle of looking up would never end.. humans are never contented i guess.. we always want to be something swifter, higher, stronger.. (haha).. it gets tiring cos it seems like nothing u do is ever enough, but i guess it's what keeps people going.. perhaps there will come a point when i will tell myself "those people are in the coffin.. how i wish i could be there".. haha.. *choy* but who knows..
oh and sth very interesting to add.. wang ning's friend's quote:
:) slept for 1.5 hrs in the council room b4 maths s today.. so that makes up 5 hours of sleep.. and that adds up to about i dunno how many hours of sleep in the past 2 weeeks or so.. :) will uni be worse? haha.. sleeping less is bad.. it makes "everybody" so short tempered and get angry with each other so easily.. and that in turn makes u feel worse.. i wish there was this super essence that could keep people awake and most importantly alert.. haha.. so that students can become super students and mug all day long..maybe danny can invent that if he ever decides to become a researcher.. it'd defintely be a big hit in town.. haha.. shuo lai shuo qu.. its all qin shi huang's fault.. or is it some other emperor.. what imperial exams.. :( sighx~
help.. i feel like a trapped bird.. the world is my cage..
E(life) = E(people) + E(yourself), where E(yourself) is largely determined by E(people) such that E(life) approx 2 E(people)
bathing was agonizing.. reached home not long ago.. mugged in school till 10+.. and i guess i was the last person to leave the canteen~ haha.. played bball with the guys today.. just pose there but somehow i tripped across yh and fell.. grazed my both palm a little.. and can see a bit of my raw yellow (with a little blood stain) meat on my right palm.. looks not so serious.. but it hurt like hell when i tried to bath and scrub my body and wash my hair.. :( but haha.. wun die.. duh~ was a little.. traumatised when i fell.. cos i have not fell and injured myself for so long.. at least in squash.. i dun fall and even i do.. my skin doesn't get scrapped off.. haha.. (that's the reason why i dun like bball.. afraid of being tackled and fallin down and spraining my weak ankles which have been sprained for over 10 times in the last few years).. but yeah.. i realised that many times.. its not just about how u respond after a situation.. like.. how u carry urself after u have washed ur wound... but also about how u respond when u are in the midst of that emergency.. like what u do when u are down on the ground in pain.. i must admit i have not handled this well.. shan't elaborate.. embarrassing.. haha.. but i din cry la.. duh~
yoyo.. i'm determined to be a good senior to my juniors in the future.. cos the seniors i spoke to are really really so great and nice.. like guohao and danny.. they really helped me a lot.. :) what great people..
halo peeps! guess wad? yingheng did a calculation.. and found out that for screwed ppl like us who haben started revision.. we've gotta like.. study 4 topics a day to make it in time for prelims.. wow.. he said we shud finish organic chem in 3 days.. haha.. wow! i'm gonna be stronger than catwoman by then.. wunder how am i gonna get thru.. pimples and white hair and stuff.. shucks. no more slacking.. but sing idol and the 9 oclock show continues! haha..
hi.. things are so boring.. i think i am that kind of person who needs some exciting new thing happening in my life everyday.. or at least 3 out of 4 days to consider my life as being exciting.. its so boring now la.. even though yest was nat day celebration and i socred some brilliant goals during handball and tried to stick my leg everywhere to touch the ball during soccer.. its just so boring today.. gosh.. and the weather's killing me.. its freaking hot la.. gettin a headache.. eikes.. that day wong shiming and some other super zai seniors came to give a talk on yale princeton and harvard u.. its a talk that i find it hard to forget.. cos.. i'm just so envious.. as in.. envious that they got the security of a place at a good u.. while i'm bobbing up and down in this insecurity.. dying la.. prelims.. a's.. pracs.. personal statement.. uni choice.. been asking a few seniors abt med in uk.. but they dun seem to be giving me the ans that i want to hear.. shiming and gang.. they're super zai la.. i can nv match up to them.. and i dun think i will try to.. cos its impossible.. making myself sadder only.. i just wish that i can get admitted into a good uni.. and get thru my education and make lotsa friends and have a good time overseas and do well in my exams.. and come back and be a great doc.. the 2 pres scholars are veh charismatic.. shiming and ervin.. and one can tell that they're really the creme de la creme.. no wonder they got into harvard and yale.. i'm so uncertain abt everything.. boo.. so many good people.. so little spaces.. i wish i could know what's going to happen.. god help me.. i hate this stage of my life.. please let me get out of it.. i've nv been so uncertain in my life..
sigh.. i know 'sigh' is not a very good word to start a blog with.. but i've got no other words to describe what i'm feeling. suddenly.. i feel so small in this world.. among all the rising stars.. the risen stars.. the potential stars.. i feel as if the world is going to swallow me whole.. cruelly.. watch me fall.. as if there is no place for me at all.. university application is so daunting.. and thinking of the future makes me quiver inside out.. the competition, the personal statement, the teacher's recommendations.. the interviews, the written tests.. the research.. the unpredictable A level grades.. i'm really worried.. but i'm not helping myself.. have not started studying yet. gosh.. what a sad case i am.. sigh..
haben blogged in quite a while.. :) how's everyone been..?? been scouting for UK unis.. really dun wanna stay in singapore.. shortlisted a few.. King's College of London, Imperial College of London, Glasgow University, University College of London and of course Cambridge.. A lot of London eh? haha.. really at a loss as to what to do.. which one to apply.. and gotta worry about the UCAS form.. the personal statement.. that's real important.. that's the.. link between the uni and me.. really dunno how to write it well.. sigh sigh.. and.. haiyoh.. gotta worry about the one page essay i'm supposed to submit to Mr Hodge about "what does it mean to be a scholar" Wang Ning finished writing that liao.. and i dun evne know where to start.. and i haben started my revision.. everything's so wrong.. and i'm sick.. fever sore throat a bit of cough.. and got terrible headaches and ulcers in my mouth.. everything's quite bad now.. but its ok.. i'll last through it all.. wang's confused too.. hope he follows his heart and finds the way.. and to anyone who's confused.. listen to your heart.. do what you really wanna do.. dun do sth cos yu've got the ability or cos you think it can earn u fame and big bucks.. cos in the end you're just gonna get stuck in a job which you dun like and then waste your life away.. and by then its too late for regrets.. bx.. how is it? did that scholarship talk help you in anything? my few friends told me its quite redundant except for the personality test.. so what did that test tell you you should be? hee.. a psychologist? haha.. so many things to do.. so little determination.. running short of time. i need more time.. einstein.. please teach me how to slow down my time.. its going too fast.. haha..