mercredi, avril 14, 2010

10nis

some days you feel like nadal. some days you feel like safin. and some days you feel like serra. and then some.

me? today i felt like almagro - the pathetic pushover of professional tennis. grah!

mardi, avril 13, 2010

mee pok man

a letter from today's ST: don't let poly grads fall through the cracks.

a simple heartfelt letter which points out so many wrong things in singapore.

for me, while i can say that many (even i) have benefited from the local system, i recognise that there are just as many, if not more, who have come out bruised and battered, with nothing to show for their efforts.

fuck first world country, if you cannot even provide for your own countrymen who have given 2 years of their lives to serve their nation, then i say you fail.

lundi, avril 12, 2010

starnet

regretted getting a starnet account.

now not do i have to check my oa email, i also have to check my internet email after working hours. means that work never ends. means that i am now permanently 24/7 operational. which sucks. fml.

on a related note, it sure feels weird working on official documents on an imac. maybe its the faster processing speed. or the colours. or the fact that its midnight and i'm sitting in my room staring at a chunk of numbers and a list of names and trying to piece everything together with facebook in the background and family guy buffering and the speakers blaring separate ways by journey. work-life identity crisis.

dimanche, avril 11, 2010

singawhore

was selected to be a french announcer/interpreter for the yog this aug, so i went for some training yesterday at nyp.

was surprised to see that most of the yog organising committee were foreigners; a majority of them were even on contract service who flew in specially for the games. spoke with a few of them and got to know that while they had some experience in event management, for many the yog is going to be their first time managing a sports event. which led me to wonder why are we getting these people into singapore in the first place: are there no singaporeans who can possibly fill their roles? surely with the increase in sporting events in singapore there must already be a core group of people who are already familiar sports event organisation here, so why the need for foreign talent?

nevermind the angmoh > local part, what really got my grape was their pay package. erm let's just say that for mid-level management staff, their housing allowance is already more than half of my pay! this, from the government who refuses to increase the $350 handout to the poor and needy. and in the end the same government wonders why there is a exodus of citizens, and why housing is so expensive for the everyday man.

oh well. i guess you just can't trust singaporeans to get the things done - not with all our complaining and whining about how hard life is, difficulty of the tasks, etc. besides, ang mohs really make things look more professional and credible in our colour-blind and multiracial society, no? after all, it is no secret that the government's policy is ns for singaporeans, jobs for foreigners!

mardi, avril 06, 2010

239

cm that is, that i managed to jump today.

so it is Gold again, after so many years. =)

dimanche, avril 04, 2010

sun day

just like beer, there are sundays, and there are sundays.

today was definitely not a sun day, what with the incessant rain washing out my usual sunday springbloom tennis session. grahz.

so anyway the rain has stopped a little although it still looks mighty overcast. hooray for temasek club! i just received my membership card last week and already i've tried out most of their facilities; not too bad for a officers' club methinks. so anyway tennis at temasek later if the weather holds!

in other news, i will be on course for the next month or so. which means 0800-1700 course, 1700-2230 work. =(

vendredi, avril 02, 2010

arr2010

early morning
not yet daylight
yet something is
abuzz
in the midst of the dead
and the desolate
something is
stirring
from the depths
of the deep west

soon
the sun will rise
birds will chirp
trucks will zoom
and runners will
run
like the wind
like demons possessed
like no tomorrow
for the sake of
duty honour country
platoon company battalion

batons passed
runners passed
soon the blazing sun
in the sky will
make anyone forget
how it was ever dark

all this
will not be lost on
the gods of mindef
who will be running cheering
and assessing
to see if anyone
has the potential
to lead to excel to overcome
to take over
the ultimate baton -
the baton of command