Scenario 1:
Me: "Eh park here!" (points to a parking lot on the 2nd level)
Mum: "Eh ni3 gen1 wo3 jing4 jing4 hor...don't tell me what to do, later I slap you!"
Me: ... "Omg someone left his lights on in the car!"
Mum: "Where?"
Me: "Eh ni3 gen1 wo3 jing4 jing4...just drive the car its none of your business!"
Mum: ...
JonShin 1 Mum 0
Most of the time she wins because she has the cane, and the cane MUST die. If it doesn't I will have totally nothing to say at all, and she will be the one deciding everything, from what sweet I eat to what lotion I'm using. She's taken the small ball I had to play soccer with, and she dumped in the dustbin. Damn it.
SO TOTALLY NO GAMES now.
I only play the piano...And when I'm playing I need my mum to be sleeping also because if she isn't then she will start adding lots of extra comments which are irritating and time-wasting. Which was good because she was sleeping for 2 hours yesterday while I was playing the piano for 2. And she says as long as she lives she will have a say in the house.
And she's some slavedriver, sit on the sofa holding a cane, while my dad and me are doing all the work. Shall planned a revolution with my dad. We shall take over control of the Senja House!
Meanwhile me and my mum argue so much and so loudly man I think I'm deaf already. THis morning was quite fun too. It was about 1.30am, and I didn't realy want to sleep because I had an afternoon nap, and my mum was like, "KUAI DIAN GUAN!" (the computer) which I refused because I was MSNing with Audrey and SungMing, and I was like, "No no no!" But all the same she was screaming like in the dark and I didn't really want to sleep.
So I switched off the computer and got to bed, but no, I wasn't going to sleep.
I was planning to read a storybook! So I switched on all the lights which had her exploding and once again, Mum wins.
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Jon Shin 1 Mum 2
But HEY I'm not going to surrender man, so I said ok fine you don't want me to read storybook I'll go play the piano!
"Ok go play I'll see!"
She thought I was being sarcastic, but sad case, I wasn't.
So off I stomped to the grand piano, opened the lid, and started thumping out pieces.
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Jon Shin 2 Mum 2
"Ni3!!!!" (you!)
So I played for about 15 minutes with her trying to tahan but failing to. Heck about her. What's wrong? I'm just trying to practise the piano...I always do at about 12am plus...
I'll be back man.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Saturday, April 28, 2007
If...
Some interesting things to think of:
1) If Matthew Chua (brother of Andrew Chua) had a blog...
2) If my mum was at market for 6 hours...
3) If one day someone really stood up and scream vulgarities in Mrs Tan's class...
4) If you talked to someone on MSN for 6 hours+...
5) If Mr Sze had wife and kids...
6) If RISE had RISC (Raffles Institution Soccer Club)...
1) If Matthew had a blog, I guess it would be full of flaming and more flaming and spam, and the rest would be one liners of "Today sucked." or "Today rocked." In any case it probably would be quite fun to think about. Maybe he wouldn't even update it at all!
2) If my mum was at market for 6 hours, the house would be at peace for 6 too. Just this morning I could practise my cello with no complaining whatsoever, no screaming, no cane waving around, and I could decide when I finished practising my piano having done it for 2 hours plus. But at some point of time the screaming would have to come back, and seriously, the mood is kinda like..."I feel like ripping my hair out.
3)If one day someone shouted vulgarities in class, I heard that she would just reply, "I don't want to send you out from class." (From Hongrui's tagboard). And yep, that doesn't even sound threatening. And sleeping in class just get you some stroking from a freaking cold hand, as I had experienced. I wasn't even sleeping at all, just trying to do a test. Seriously. And she stroked my arm for a while, which I didn't respond to, and then she just walked away. -.- Nice teachers.
4)If you talked to someone on MSN for 6+ hours, you're crazy man. Like the most I could manage was 4? or 5. That's it. Too many hours and my computer could just burn out.
5)If Mr Sze had wife and kids I don't think we would have our Gold with Honours. Musicians with families are generally very patient and also quite caring, not saying Mr Sze doesn't care for us but if he were patient we wouldn't get ANYWHERE.
6)That isn't really nice to think of, considering we already almost have a good soccer team in our CCA - with the likes of Adriel, Daniel and Jinghui and Benjamin Lee...
And btw my mum deleted ALL the games in my computer, so the only games I have left are StickSoldiers II which is hardly playable. Just opened it this morning to play a single match and I had someone screaming down the hallway already. So no Warcraft Counterstrike Diablo or anything.
But life is still good. :)
1) If Matthew Chua (brother of Andrew Chua) had a blog...
2) If my mum was at market for 6 hours...
3) If one day someone really stood up and scream vulgarities in Mrs Tan's class...
4) If you talked to someone on MSN for 6 hours+...
5) If Mr Sze had wife and kids...
6) If RISE had RISC (Raffles Institution Soccer Club)...
1) If Matthew had a blog, I guess it would be full of flaming and more flaming and spam, and the rest would be one liners of "Today sucked." or "Today rocked." In any case it probably would be quite fun to think about. Maybe he wouldn't even update it at all!
2) If my mum was at market for 6 hours, the house would be at peace for 6 too. Just this morning I could practise my cello with no complaining whatsoever, no screaming, no cane waving around, and I could decide when I finished practising my piano having done it for 2 hours plus. But at some point of time the screaming would have to come back, and seriously, the mood is kinda like..."I feel like ripping my hair out.
3)If one day someone shouted vulgarities in class, I heard that she would just reply, "I don't want to send you out from class." (From Hongrui's tagboard). And yep, that doesn't even sound threatening. And sleeping in class just get you some stroking from a freaking cold hand, as I had experienced. I wasn't even sleeping at all, just trying to do a test. Seriously. And she stroked my arm for a while, which I didn't respond to, and then she just walked away. -.- Nice teachers.
4)If you talked to someone on MSN for 6+ hours, you're crazy man. Like the most I could manage was 4? or 5. That's it. Too many hours and my computer could just burn out.
5)If Mr Sze had wife and kids I don't think we would have our Gold with Honours. Musicians with families are generally very patient and also quite caring, not saying Mr Sze doesn't care for us but if he were patient we wouldn't get ANYWHERE.
6)That isn't really nice to think of, considering we already almost have a good soccer team in our CCA - with the likes of Adriel, Daniel and Jinghui and Benjamin Lee...
And btw my mum deleted ALL the games in my computer, so the only games I have left are StickSoldiers II which is hardly playable. Just opened it this morning to play a single match and I had someone screaming down the hallway already. So no Warcraft Counterstrike Diablo or anything.
But life is still good. :)
Friday, April 27, 2007
of Chicken
Here's me, Andrew and Bryan - thanks to Geoffrey for the picture. We were at Mcdonalds in Harbourfront of Lunch during the Learning Journey, and it was pretty organised, with the quick arrival of the respectives McChickens and Filet O' Fish and the Ice Milos and Cokes plus wonderful barbecue sauce.
And then I was taught a lesson on foods from Mcdonalds. About how McNuggets are made:
They take the meat out of the chicken and use to make McChicken blah, and the rest: brains, skin, feet, all those not used in the McChicken are mashed up into one big pulp - most likely in one big machine where they dump the remains inside and then twist, smash, and squash into one big pulp before they colour it and yep.
No fibre, thats why. Chicken fibre.
Yuck though.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
LOST - MIss Peh
Ah! An extract from Hong Rui that totally shows what our Math teacher is like.
"However, most of all, I must THANK Ms Peh (or Mrs Tan) our maths teacher. She's the BEST maths teacher in the world, and will certainly help you to understand all the concepts so effortlessly, SO effortlessly that I had to go to my fellow more trustworthy friends for help. I think Ms Peh's method of teaching is to encourge self learning, something that everyone does for maths in 3D, thats why half the class sleeps during maths. Let me give you an example seen in every single lesson.
Ok class, do question no. N, I give you 5 minutes.
20 seconds later, she shows us the answer.
What the hell, perhaps only 1 or 2 people have finished the question, and since I'm someone who is very slow at grasping concepts (but will pwn the moment I get enlightened) I will need the 5 minutes to do that question. Anyway, half the times her answer are wrong, and we'll have to correct it for her."
What do you think is wrong with Miss Peh? EYA.
L3 for saying everything. But she's damn kind, which is like wrong. I mean I've got about the half the class longing to bring pillows, but they can sleep on their pencilboxes. Some sleep in front of her so obviously, and she attempts to wake people up by STROKING them.
WTH, like how is this totally possible. It's crazy lah, and honestly I think she has OCD. She has to get everything perpendicular to the table front
Latest News: JONATHAN SHIN LOSES HIS PENCILBOX.
Crap. Just took out stuff to write - but my pencilbox wasn't in my bag. First, my foolscalp pad. Now my pencil box. Will my life get any tougher?
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"However, most of all, I must THANK Ms Peh (or Mrs Tan) our maths teacher. She's the BEST maths teacher in the world, and will certainly help you to understand all the concepts so effortlessly, SO effortlessly that I had to go to my fellow more trustworthy friends for help. I think Ms Peh's method of teaching is to encourge self learning, something that everyone does for maths in 3D, thats why half the class sleeps during maths. Let me give you an example seen in every single lesson.
Ok class, do question no. N, I give you 5 minutes.
20 seconds later, she shows us the answer.
What the hell, perhaps only 1 or 2 people have finished the question, and since I'm someone who is very slow at grasping concepts (but will pwn the moment I get enlightened) I will need the 5 minutes to do that question. Anyway, half the times her answer are wrong, and we'll have to correct it for her."
What do you think is wrong with Miss Peh? EYA.
L3 for saying everything. But she's damn kind, which is like wrong. I mean I've got about the half the class longing to bring pillows, but they can sleep on their pencilboxes. Some sleep in front of her so obviously, and she attempts to wake people up by STROKING them.
WTH, like how is this totally possible. It's crazy lah, and honestly I think she has OCD. She has to get everything perpendicular to the table front
Latest News: JONATHAN SHIN LOSES HIS PENCILBOX.
Crap. Just took out stuff to write - but my pencilbox wasn't in my bag. First, my foolscalp pad. Now my pencil box. Will my life get any tougher?
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Class Rap
Charging mp3.
Life has been more interesting in the classroom with the new 3L rap being sung by me. Poetry just rocks. And with the class rhythm so strong, and the new melody, gosh. Just rocks ass man. Otherwise life has been pretty normal, and we also celebrate with bittersweetness of the passing of the Math Test, whom like all other Testes, are mulled over before their impending deaths, and when they die, we do prepare for them as well.
Nevermind. Such cryptic words.
Go youtube and type 'Fight Science'. Rocks totally.
Just like our class rap.
Life has been more interesting in the classroom with the new 3L rap being sung by me. Poetry just rocks. And with the class rhythm so strong, and the new melody, gosh. Just rocks ass man. Otherwise life has been pretty normal, and we also celebrate with bittersweetness of the passing of the Math Test, whom like all other Testes, are mulled over before their impending deaths, and when they die, we do prepare for them as well.
Nevermind. Such cryptic words.
Go youtube and type 'Fight Science'. Rocks totally.
Just like our class rap.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Two days pass very fast!
Ok tomorrow is Learning Journey Day, and I shall take it as a day of learning, albeit fun. Told some nonsensical stories in the library, and the library was some marketplace with ChuYong holding some glove made of rubber, and he expanded it up like some...probably gotten from the dentist (stolen) I suddenly realised.
But it's ok. We had fun. Yan yan was like laughing about my 99 bottles of beer on the wall, I drink one...zzz...In-thing - Some game from Zhiyi and Benwee.
But anyway.
Ok tomorrow is Learning Journey Day, and I shall take it as a day of learning, albeit fun. Told some nonsensical stories in the library, and the library was some marketplace with ChuYong holding some glove made of rubber, and he expanded it up like some...probably gotten from the dentist (stolen) I suddenly realised.
But it's ok. We had fun. Yan yan was like laughing about my 99 bottles of beer on the wall, I drink one...zzz...In-thing - Some game from Zhiyi and Benwee.
But anyway.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Romeo and Juliet
Going to Mdm Fang's lesson in a while, although I don't understand why pace in the house seems to be moving VERY slowly. Ok my break after SYF is over, and now I just can't wait for Carnagie.
THe entire experience is going to be very exciting, and seriously I wish I could start packiong now and go like tomorrow. But that's of course unrealistic. Porridge is for lunch as usual, some chicken added into it, and nothing else. Occasionally it's just gruel, like seriously water and some dissolved rice. Sounds wrong.
My results look good to me, but look crap to my mum. My weaknesses are Chemistry and Math, and the other subjects are unusually comparable to my classmates. Some are better. :)
THere's Literature test tomorrow, and I'm reading SparkNotes - Romeo and Juliet, for the proper translation to modern text, and finally realising how mushy both Romeo and Juliet are - lot's of talk on sex, and like...here's an example
SAMPSON
You're right. That's why girls get pushed up against walls—they're weak. So what I'll do is push the Montague men into the street and the Montague women up against the wall.
GREGORY
The fight is between our masters, and we men who work for them.
SAMPSON
It's all the same. I'll be a harsh master to them. After I fight the men, I'll be nice to the women—I'll cut off their heads.
GREGORY
Cut off their heads? You mean their maidenheads ?
SAMPSON
Cut off their heads, take their maidenheads—whatever. Take my remark in whichever sense you like.
GREGORY
The women you rape are the ones who'll have to “sense” it.
SAMPSON
They'll feel me as long as I can keep an erection. Everybody knows I'm a nice piece of flesh.
GREGORY
It's a good thing you're not a piece of fish. You're dried and shriveled like salted fish.
Maiden heads actually mean virginity! Right...hope you get the entire meaning - this entire passage appears like right in front, and many other hardcore sexual references from the Nurse..Queen Mab - Queen actually means whore in that time, and Mab is a sterotypical name for prostitute - this name appears in Mercutio's famous speech of her.
2.30 now and my lesson's 3.00, and my mum has not yet moved. Wait, is there lesson today?
Just asked my mum. My lesson is at 6.30!!! Yes! I'm accompanying Aidi at 4.30pm then my lesson is afterwards. Haiz...
But nvm, shall go do other stuff now, and I don't spend my time reasonably. :)
THe entire experience is going to be very exciting, and seriously I wish I could start packiong now and go like tomorrow. But that's of course unrealistic. Porridge is for lunch as usual, some chicken added into it, and nothing else. Occasionally it's just gruel, like seriously water and some dissolved rice. Sounds wrong.
My results look good to me, but look crap to my mum. My weaknesses are Chemistry and Math, and the other subjects are unusually comparable to my classmates. Some are better. :)
THere's Literature test tomorrow, and I'm reading SparkNotes - Romeo and Juliet, for the proper translation to modern text, and finally realising how mushy both Romeo and Juliet are - lot's of talk on sex, and like...here's an example
SAMPSON
You're right. That's why girls get pushed up against walls—they're weak. So what I'll do is push the Montague men into the street and the Montague women up against the wall.
GREGORY
The fight is between our masters, and we men who work for them.
SAMPSON
It's all the same. I'll be a harsh master to them. After I fight the men, I'll be nice to the women—I'll cut off their heads.
GREGORY
Cut off their heads? You mean their maidenheads ?
SAMPSON
Cut off their heads, take their maidenheads—whatever. Take my remark in whichever sense you like.
GREGORY
The women you rape are the ones who'll have to “sense” it.
SAMPSON
They'll feel me as long as I can keep an erection. Everybody knows I'm a nice piece of flesh.
GREGORY
It's a good thing you're not a piece of fish. You're dried and shriveled like salted fish.
Maiden heads actually mean virginity! Right...hope you get the entire meaning - this entire passage appears like right in front, and many other hardcore sexual references from the Nurse..Queen Mab - Queen actually means whore in that time, and Mab is a sterotypical name for prostitute - this name appears in Mercutio's famous speech of her.
2.30 now and my lesson's 3.00, and my mum has not yet moved. Wait, is there lesson today?
Just asked my mum. My lesson is at 6.30!!! Yes! I'm accompanying Aidi at 4.30pm then my lesson is afterwards. Haiz...
But nvm, shall go do other stuff now, and I don't spend my time reasonably. :)
Friday, April 20, 2007
yeah....!
Ok yeah RISE got Gold with Honours! And for the first time I can proudly type that, because I played in the ensemble this time! Not like last time where I was a stagehand...but seriously I don't feel like recapping what happened today, because it was very stressful and nervous, even for a guy like me...
But it was really a wonderful experience, the hype and the fun and all these, but seriously now all I need is a long break...
A seriously long break!
But it was really a wonderful experience, the hype and the fun and all these, but seriously now all I need is a long break...
A seriously long break!
Monday, April 16, 2007
Hand-Foot Disease from too much Piano
What the heck? I thought I posted yesterday. Ok I will try to post everyday. Can't believe I was sure I posted yesterday.
Right I'm going wait till the morning to watch my once-favourite anime and the only one - Inuyasha! Haven't been watching for quite a few years thanks to some person...duh my Mum.
But anyway I've got bacteria growing on my thumbnails (no not the computer one, my real thumbs) and two warts on my right foot. Sounds disgusting? Duh it is, and it hurts like hell.
My index finger and my thumbs on both hands are almost black, those nails, and under the nails there seem to be some growth (black) which can't be cleaned off. I suspect they are from playing too much ivory keys.
Guess what. The big wart on my right foot was caused by my own piano pedal. Doctor says it some kind of bacterial growth because of dirt entering it. Right if you come to my house you can see the circular patch just a actual foot away from the pedal itself on the granite floor, and you know where there's liquid absorbed into the granite floor, there will be this dark portion.
Obviously the circular patch would be the sweat, tons of tons of sweat from my heel to the floor. I can safely say that all the time that I placed on that spot since the day the piano can go up to about 2 weeks.
24 hours and 14 = 336 hours spent on the same spot at the pedal.
Quite frightening but its true, because I basically put my foot on the pedal most of the time, but of course not when I'm doing some slow tapping or practising or anything.
No I still can't believe it.
I thought I posted!
Shucks.
I mean yesterday duh. Rehearsals are still freaking fun. Beats me, but I rather go to rehearsal than...than...
Than.
Ok which basically means rehearsal is fun! With Matthew's constant bow-pressing-down-my-spine acts and Kaicheng's freaking cool body actions and so many other cool stuff, including the car-cello-playing act, where I go on the 'bike' and he plays - what the hell, engine sounds from the cello, and it sounds freaking real and looks freaking real too when we coordinate damn well.
Same as the bow thing we did today. ;)
Band came back with Gold.
Raffles Institution String Ensemble, let's go back with Gold with Honours.
Yiyang's timetable for SYF day: 6am assemble, 6.30am Stage Crew comes, adjust the stands, play half-an-hour, max 45 minutes, then wait for 1 hour, leave the LT at 7.30am, reach Singapore Conference Hall at 8.30am, tuning at...
Matthews's Timetable for SYF day: Go to Singapore Conference Hall, Smack the rest, get the Gold with Honours, and go home.
That's Matthew for you and me and the entire human race.
Right I'm going wait till the morning to watch my once-favourite anime and the only one - Inuyasha! Haven't been watching for quite a few years thanks to some person...duh my Mum.
But anyway I've got bacteria growing on my thumbnails (no not the computer one, my real thumbs) and two warts on my right foot. Sounds disgusting? Duh it is, and it hurts like hell.
My index finger and my thumbs on both hands are almost black, those nails, and under the nails there seem to be some growth (black) which can't be cleaned off. I suspect they are from playing too much ivory keys.
Guess what. The big wart on my right foot was caused by my own piano pedal. Doctor says it some kind of bacterial growth because of dirt entering it. Right if you come to my house you can see the circular patch just a actual foot away from the pedal itself on the granite floor, and you know where there's liquid absorbed into the granite floor, there will be this dark portion.
Obviously the circular patch would be the sweat, tons of tons of sweat from my heel to the floor. I can safely say that all the time that I placed on that spot since the day the piano can go up to about 2 weeks.
24 hours and 14 = 336 hours spent on the same spot at the pedal.
Quite frightening but its true, because I basically put my foot on the pedal most of the time, but of course not when I'm doing some slow tapping or practising or anything.
No I still can't believe it.
I thought I posted!
Shucks.
I mean yesterday duh. Rehearsals are still freaking fun. Beats me, but I rather go to rehearsal than...than...
Than.
Ok which basically means rehearsal is fun! With Matthew's constant bow-pressing-down-my-spine acts and Kaicheng's freaking cool body actions and so many other cool stuff, including the car-cello-playing act, where I go on the 'bike' and he plays - what the hell, engine sounds from the cello, and it sounds freaking real and looks freaking real too when we coordinate damn well.
Same as the bow thing we did today. ;)
Band came back with Gold.
Raffles Institution String Ensemble, let's go back with Gold with Honours.
Yiyang's timetable for SYF day: 6am assemble, 6.30am Stage Crew comes, adjust the stands, play half-an-hour, max 45 minutes, then wait for 1 hour, leave the LT at 7.30am, reach Singapore Conference Hall at 8.30am, tuning at...
Matthews's Timetable for SYF day: Go to Singapore Conference Hall, Smack the rest, get the Gold with Honours, and go home.
That's Matthew for you and me and the entire human race.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
omg I'm seriously trying to write a proper post for my assignment. And it's like very hard because it's not my normal voice. Let's try to do another though.
Wait. Mind block. After stoning in front of the computer for 2 minutes and thinking deeply, I can't think of anything to talk about. Right. Maybe here's one. Heard about the capture of the British sailors by Iran?
My dad once again predicted that the British soldiers did not cross into Iranian lines and they were actually kidnapped. I doubted him lots; I don't read between the lines, I just read the lines and accept it. However, my dad seems to like, maybe knowing lots about politics figured out that they couldn't have ventured across. And he was right. After the soldiers were released they stated that they were forced into confessing that "they went across into the Iranian boundaries".
The soldiers said that they were forced by gunpoint and made to admit; otherwise they face seven years in jail. Iranian jail. Terrible man...of course anyone faced with that kind of situation would just "admit". So that they did.
Why you ask the Iranians did that then? President of Iran stated that it was a 'present to the British to release the soldiers back to them.' Sign of goodwill? Fat chance. It's stupid if you were to capture and then release the soldiers and say it was a gift.
But anyway I think it's really kind of mocking the British. And you don't really have to read hard and analyse; the situation is of a mocking-like feel.
Another theory may be that the British purposely sent them there; my dad commented that it was possible America told British to sacrifice a few soldiers (come on, to the government death are just numbers. One death is a tragedy, and a few are numbers) so that they (America) had an excuse to attack Iran.
Moreover, the British sailors were later realized to have been carrying suspiciously few weapons - too few to defend themselves from lets say even the small pirates.
So what can we say? As students of Singapore I suggest the best course of action we can do now is to continue getting updated about such stuff. I think maybe 50 years down the road we can start piecing up the information; that 911 was a set-up by the American government to demolish a 30-year-old building that they can't find any other way to...
RIght. I'm never going to play soccer in my long pants. I dirtied it, and I felt so guilty that I washed it myself and scrubbed it in the bathroom while I was showering. So I was scrubbing the black stuff away but it never came out.
My mum resolved to use this ultra powerful detergent - shan't tell you the name else you all buy and I don't have no detergent left for myself.
:)
Wait. Mind block. After stoning in front of the computer for 2 minutes and thinking deeply, I can't think of anything to talk about. Right. Maybe here's one. Heard about the capture of the British sailors by Iran?
My dad once again predicted that the British soldiers did not cross into Iranian lines and they were actually kidnapped. I doubted him lots; I don't read between the lines, I just read the lines and accept it. However, my dad seems to like, maybe knowing lots about politics figured out that they couldn't have ventured across. And he was right. After the soldiers were released they stated that they were forced into confessing that "they went across into the Iranian boundaries".
The soldiers said that they were forced by gunpoint and made to admit; otherwise they face seven years in jail. Iranian jail. Terrible man...of course anyone faced with that kind of situation would just "admit". So that they did.
Why you ask the Iranians did that then? President of Iran stated that it was a 'present to the British to release the soldiers back to them.' Sign of goodwill? Fat chance. It's stupid if you were to capture and then release the soldiers and say it was a gift.
But anyway I think it's really kind of mocking the British. And you don't really have to read hard and analyse; the situation is of a mocking-like feel.
Another theory may be that the British purposely sent them there; my dad commented that it was possible America told British to sacrifice a few soldiers (come on, to the government death are just numbers. One death is a tragedy, and a few are numbers) so that they (America) had an excuse to attack Iran.
Moreover, the British sailors were later realized to have been carrying suspiciously few weapons - too few to defend themselves from lets say even the small pirates.
So what can we say? As students of Singapore I suggest the best course of action we can do now is to continue getting updated about such stuff. I think maybe 50 years down the road we can start piecing up the information; that 911 was a set-up by the American government to demolish a 30-year-old building that they can't find any other way to...
RIght. I'm never going to play soccer in my long pants. I dirtied it, and I felt so guilty that I washed it myself and scrubbed it in the bathroom while I was showering. So I was scrubbing the black stuff away but it never came out.
My mum resolved to use this ultra powerful detergent - shan't tell you the name else you all buy and I don't have no detergent left for myself.
:)
Thursday, April 5, 2007
Ok for my Online Reading Portfolio, I have to bring from the past one of my articles which was supposed to be marked as 'to be checked', but I did not. So here goes:
Remember during Febuary there was the floods of Johor, the ban of sand exports into Singapore by Indonesia, and Bangkok's cancellation of the visit by our Foreign Minister?
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING POST IS EXTREMELY SUBJECTIVE.
(I will try my best to look at it from both sides.)
The Chief Minister of Johor blames us for our reclamation work in Pulau Tekong to be the main cause of the flooding in Johor. I personally think that the two cases of Johor and Indonesia are cases of jealousy.
Jealousy and envy are two different things.
Envy and jealousy are very close in meaning. Envy denotes a longing to possess something awarded to or achieved by another: to feel envy when a friend inherits a fortune. Jealousy, on the other hand, denotes a feeling of resentment that another has gained something that one more rightfully deserves
Basically, jealousy has more bad vibes.
Personally, I think this way towards Malaysia: If you are unable to keep your own doorstep clean, why blame others? Reports have already shown that the reclamation works at Pulau Tekong DO NOT affect the floods. And I say do not because it was long ago already proven. Here is an article from Channel NewsAsia:
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Singapore said a coastal hydraulic study undertaken by Malaysia's Department of Irrigation and Drainage in 2002 found that there were no appreciable changes to water levels within the Straits of Johor under projected worst case flood scenarios which could happen once in 100 years.
The study concluded that there was no increased flooding caused by Singapore's reclamation works.
Separately, an environmental impact assessment report prepared by Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia, and commissioned by the Malaysian government also reported similar findings.
So too, did technical studies commissioned separately by the Singapore government in 2003.
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Right. So the study concluded that there was no increased flooding caused by Singapore's reclmation works.
Now there's a little discussion on the Malaysian side whether the floods were caused by the reclamation. Here's another section from CNA.
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Speaking to reporters on Wednesday, Malaysian Deputy Prime Minister Najib Razak, however, said it was too early to tell if the flooding was linked to the reclamation.
"There are all sorts of allegations but we can't come to a conclusion unless a thorough technical study is done on the cause of Johor's floods. The real cause is the exceptionally heavy rainfall," he said.
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Now to Indonesia.
I've been holding this view for a very long time. Firstly, I think Indonesia's politicians are not that clean. They get low pay from the government itself, and the country is so big that whou, you just don't know who is doing what and when and where.
It's a good thing Indonesia is like this, because they would never have a plan to attack us someday.
My dad is a serious politician. I mean with him keeping up with the papers everyday, he predicts EVERYTHING. And 2 years before this sand ban in 2005, he actually told me that some day Indonesia (while pointing at the big sand pile in Tampines) would stop selling us sand.
"But we would find alternatives. You see, Singapore never stops because of something happening."
That's what he said. Well, that's what we did. We can learn much from what Singapore does, always looking for alternative solutions to benefit both ourselves and other countries. But back to Indonesia.
Here is a report from CNA about the issue.
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Indonesia has announced a ban on land sand exports. Land sand is used in the construction industry to produce cement.
Singapore says it is disappointed but it believes the ban is unlikely to have a significant impact on the construction industry.
Indonesia says the ban on the export of sand is due to environmental reasons and to protect Indonesia's borders.
Singapore had earlier said it was prepared to work with Indonesia to address these concerns.
It has conducted regular checks to ensure the sand imported is supplied by licensed firms, which have environmental control measures in place, according to Indonesia's laws.
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Indonesia states that the main reason for the ban on sand exports is because of environmental reasons. Up till today I have not heard ANY environmental harms to would come from exporting sand to other countries. Right, now we know the cause of global warming: Sand exports.
Give me one good reason, if any Indonesian is reading this, why sand exports would do harm to the environment.
Remember during Febuary there was the floods of Johor, the ban of sand exports into Singapore by Indonesia, and Bangkok's cancellation of the visit by our Foreign Minister?
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING POST IS EXTREMELY SUBJECTIVE.
(I will try my best to look at it from both sides.)
The Chief Minister of Johor blames us for our reclamation work in Pulau Tekong to be the main cause of the flooding in Johor. I personally think that the two cases of Johor and Indonesia are cases of jealousy.
Jealousy and envy are two different things.
Envy and jealousy are very close in meaning. Envy denotes a longing to possess something awarded to or achieved by another: to feel envy when a friend inherits a fortune. Jealousy, on the other hand, denotes a feeling of resentment that another has gained something that one more rightfully deserves
Basically, jealousy has more bad vibes.
Personally, I think this way towards Malaysia: If you are unable to keep your own doorstep clean, why blame others? Reports have already shown that the reclamation works at Pulau Tekong DO NOT affect the floods. And I say do not because it was long ago already proven. Here is an article from Channel NewsAsia:
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Singapore said a coastal hydraulic study undertaken by Malaysia's Department of Irrigation and Drainage in 2002 found that there were no appreciable changes to water levels within the Straits of Johor under projected worst case flood scenarios which could happen once in 100 years.
The study concluded that there was no increased flooding caused by Singapore's reclamation works.
Separately, an environmental impact assessment report prepared by Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia, and commissioned by the Malaysian government also reported similar findings.
So too, did technical studies commissioned separately by the Singapore government in 2003.
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Right. So the study concluded that there was no increased flooding caused by Singapore's reclmation works.
Now there's a little discussion on the Malaysian side whether the floods were caused by the reclamation. Here's another section from CNA.
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Speaking to reporters on Wednesday, Malaysian Deputy Prime Minister Najib Razak, however, said it was too early to tell if the flooding was linked to the reclamation.
"There are all sorts of allegations but we can't come to a conclusion unless a thorough technical study is done on the cause of Johor's floods. The real cause is the exceptionally heavy rainfall," he said.
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Now to Indonesia.
I've been holding this view for a very long time. Firstly, I think Indonesia's politicians are not that clean. They get low pay from the government itself, and the country is so big that whou, you just don't know who is doing what and when and where.
It's a good thing Indonesia is like this, because they would never have a plan to attack us someday.
My dad is a serious politician. I mean with him keeping up with the papers everyday, he predicts EVERYTHING. And 2 years before this sand ban in 2005, he actually told me that some day Indonesia (while pointing at the big sand pile in Tampines) would stop selling us sand.
"But we would find alternatives. You see, Singapore never stops because of something happening."
That's what he said. Well, that's what we did. We can learn much from what Singapore does, always looking for alternative solutions to benefit both ourselves and other countries. But back to Indonesia.
Here is a report from CNA about the issue.
__________________________________________________________________________________
Indonesia has announced a ban on land sand exports. Land sand is used in the construction industry to produce cement.
Singapore says it is disappointed but it believes the ban is unlikely to have a significant impact on the construction industry.
Indonesia says the ban on the export of sand is due to environmental reasons and to protect Indonesia's borders.
Singapore had earlier said it was prepared to work with Indonesia to address these concerns.
It has conducted regular checks to ensure the sand imported is supplied by licensed firms, which have environmental control measures in place, according to Indonesia's laws.
__________________________________________________________________________________
Indonesia states that the main reason for the ban on sand exports is because of environmental reasons. Up till today I have not heard ANY environmental harms to would come from exporting sand to other countries. Right, now we know the cause of global warming: Sand exports.
Give me one good reason, if any Indonesian is reading this, why sand exports would do harm to the environment.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
April's Fools Day
HELLO!
Jonathan Shin is back again. Dr. Chang Tou Liang apparently found my old blog www.themusicalchord.blogspot.com and well I think he hasn't found this one. In case you're wondering, Dr. Chang is a well-known music reviewer, and he has his own blog -www.inkpot.com. And guess what...He's my doctor too!
Like serious, when I'm sick I go to him and get checked up. Since I when...8? Ya somewhere around there. Very nice and friendly guy!
Today is April Fool's Day, and upon waking up I have my mother screaming at me when I wanted for breakfast - on weekends last time I have about only about 2 choices: Nasi Lemak or Mee.
As time progresses I had another 2 more added in: Chee Cheong Fun and Chee Kuay.
...
Ok stop smiling. They don't sell Chee bais if you're thinking of that.
But anyway that makes 4 choices.
Then last week I had another 2: Big Breakfast and Hotcakes. From Mcdonalds.
If you're wondering where she goes to get her food, its the market at my old house - tucked away in the heartlands of Bukit Batok, where I only had an upright piano, and the air was always fresh, with the paint colour of a vomit-inducing pink and green.
That kind of HDB flat. The old ones.
And I would just take every opportunity then, to get out of my house to the market and Mcdonalds. The Mcdonalds there is absolutely different.
The moment you step inside, the ringing bell sounds and immediately you are hit with the smell of maple syrup, fresh hot pancakes comparable to IHOP's (International House of Pancakes) and Big Breakfast. Whou. That's a whole lot of smell.
Of course you would smell detergent from the floor, but that only constitutes about 2 percent of the scent you take in. Right. So you go to the nearest table, and immediately some guy wearing blue stripes and white zips to you and offers a balloon, which I take and start hitting my dad on the head with.
The impact is never great, and no matter how hard I hit the object never breaks.
Of course that was when I was young! Now I just hope they give me a chair and let me hit everyone (not my parents duh)
Then we would go to the counter and I would start yelling about the white/black/invisible power ranger I always wanted and why you don't buy it for me.
But the Power Ranger never gets to my hands.
Back to the present.
So this morning I was watching the recorded video of the Time Machine, and the climax is freaking anti-climax, with all the Morlocks and whatever chasing the protaganist and in the end they get wipe because of the explosion from the time machine.
But the Time Machine looks seriously damn nice. Those propellers must be faster than the speed of light, which would then enable the Time Machine itself, to travel through time while those propellers move faster than the speed of light.
My dream. But that would never happen.
Then it was followed by Mdm Fang's lesson, which was disastrous because I was so cold playing Appassionata and I really wish to apologize to Beethoven for ruining his Sonata.
And because of that there wasn't any reward and I didn't get to go my aunt's house. Crap. Feel like some dog waiting for a reward.
But that's life.
Tomorrow we may get to see our new classmate from NUSHMS. I just got the news a few minutes ago (about 30) from Jun Sean's PM, and I called him up personally in order to check with him. Duh.
To end of this post, I shall invite my readers to go to this link:
www.thejacksonbrothers.blogspot.com
If there are even ANY readers!
Jonathan Shin is back again. Dr. Chang Tou Liang apparently found my old blog www.themusicalchord.blogspot.com and well I think he hasn't found this one. In case you're wondering, Dr. Chang is a well-known music reviewer, and he has his own blog -www.inkpot.com. And guess what...He's my doctor too!
Like serious, when I'm sick I go to him and get checked up. Since I when...8? Ya somewhere around there. Very nice and friendly guy!
Today is April Fool's Day, and upon waking up I have my mother screaming at me when I wanted for breakfast - on weekends last time I have about only about 2 choices: Nasi Lemak or Mee.
As time progresses I had another 2 more added in: Chee Cheong Fun and Chee Kuay.
...
Ok stop smiling. They don't sell Chee bais if you're thinking of that.
But anyway that makes 4 choices.
Then last week I had another 2: Big Breakfast and Hotcakes. From Mcdonalds.
If you're wondering where she goes to get her food, its the market at my old house - tucked away in the heartlands of Bukit Batok, where I only had an upright piano, and the air was always fresh, with the paint colour of a vomit-inducing pink and green.
That kind of HDB flat. The old ones.
And I would just take every opportunity then, to get out of my house to the market and Mcdonalds. The Mcdonalds there is absolutely different.
The moment you step inside, the ringing bell sounds and immediately you are hit with the smell of maple syrup, fresh hot pancakes comparable to IHOP's (International House of Pancakes) and Big Breakfast. Whou. That's a whole lot of smell.
Of course you would smell detergent from the floor, but that only constitutes about 2 percent of the scent you take in. Right. So you go to the nearest table, and immediately some guy wearing blue stripes and white zips to you and offers a balloon, which I take and start hitting my dad on the head with.
The impact is never great, and no matter how hard I hit the object never breaks.
Of course that was when I was young! Now I just hope they give me a chair and let me hit everyone (not my parents duh)
Then we would go to the counter and I would start yelling about the white/black/invisible power ranger I always wanted and why you don't buy it for me.
But the Power Ranger never gets to my hands.
Back to the present.
So this morning I was watching the recorded video of the Time Machine, and the climax is freaking anti-climax, with all the Morlocks and whatever chasing the protaganist and in the end they get wipe because of the explosion from the time machine.
But the Time Machine looks seriously damn nice. Those propellers must be faster than the speed of light, which would then enable the Time Machine itself, to travel through time while those propellers move faster than the speed of light.
My dream. But that would never happen.
Then it was followed by Mdm Fang's lesson, which was disastrous because I was so cold playing Appassionata and I really wish to apologize to Beethoven for ruining his Sonata.
And because of that there wasn't any reward and I didn't get to go my aunt's house. Crap. Feel like some dog waiting for a reward.
But that's life.
Tomorrow we may get to see our new classmate from NUSHMS. I just got the news a few minutes ago (about 30) from Jun Sean's PM, and I called him up personally in order to check with him. Duh.
To end of this post, I shall invite my readers to go to this link:
www.thejacksonbrothers.blogspot.com
If there are even ANY readers!
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