Back in Singapore!

I have just completed a year of academia in Perth, and am now back in Singapore. Thank goodness for the relatively hot weather in Perth these past few weeks, and the relatively cool, rainy weather we have in Singapore. I recall my last trip back to Singapore in June (Perth’s winter) was filled with buckets of perspiration and too many showers.

The few days before my trip back to Singapore, I went for a road trip, and we covered just slightly over 1,400km! The car was rented from Bayswater, and other than a mix-up with the booking details, which were quickly and painlessly rectified, everything else was great and I highly recommend them for anyone thinking of car rental in Australia.

For the road trip, my friends (three wonderful people) and I went down to Albany (in Western Australia), stopping by Margaret River and Pemberton on the way there. Driving was ridiculously tiring (“Do Not Drive Tired” the sign says… but easier said than done), yet at the same time uber exciting (try overtaking cars on a dual carriageway at close to 140km/h and you’ll know what I mean) — ah, the stress!

It’s a blessing from above (or wherever) that we’re still alive, having escaped unscathed (not the most comforting thing my mom would like to hear, but I’m here, aren’t I?)

The places that we visited were fantastic, but my favourite has to be the Windmill Farm in Albany, which has one of the nicest views of the ocean I’ve seen anywhere. The winds there was so strong you’d feel like if you jumped you’d be blown away.

Okay, that’s about it. I’ve got to look for some jobs now, to occupy the three months I’m here. Adiós.

On Computer Games

I sit in GP3 playing Football Manager 2007.

I love this game. And it really gets me involved: I feel stress, real stress, as if what I’m doing actually mattered and whether they won or lost would have real-life consequences.

But I thought that I’d leave this virtual world alone when confronted with non-virtual realities. So imagine my horror when my real-world companion started talking to me while I was playing the game, and I started to wish she would just quickly finish what she had to say and let me get on with my life.

I knew I had a problem then and there.

“I think I should stop playing,” I told her, “playing too much is not good for you.” I paused a moment, looked up at the clock and realised, to my horror, that it had been almost a couple of hours since I last started.

I then said, “playing computer games don’t improve you in anyway,” with reference to a Brian Tracy audio I had heard just a day earlier, where he mentioned something along the lines of always do the most important things you know that will take you toward the achievement of your goals.

I doubt she knew the real reason why, but I do think that she’d have noticed a slight change between the me who was playing the game, and the me who is currently writing this blog entry. Even if there wasn’t a noticeable difference from the way I was acting, there sure is a great effect from within.

I feel so much freer and so much more at ease than I was previously. Sometimes I wonder why I even start.

Exams are over. Hooray?

My exams are over. But I don’t feel necessarily that great. The atmosphere around me, in Currie Hall, is still relatively tense, as most haven’t ended their exams.

People expect me to feel great: because my exams are over; because the pressure’s off; because I can do whatever I want; because I’m free.

I, too — sometimes — expect to feel that way.

Why, then, do I not?

For the most part I’m just pretending to be as happy as I am. I try to play the role. I have an obligation to show others what ending one’s exam should be like.

The examinations cocoon you in the world of academia, and you are given a license to ignore the rest of the world. But the moment you end your examinations, you realise that that’s the time you have to start thinking of problems beyond.


And when most of your friends are busy studying for exams when you’re not? It’s awkward. And uncomfortable.

They envy me.

I envy them.


(People may not be as happy as you think they are.)

Friends in PHP

// Can I can be your friend too?

Class Friend {

if ($joke)
laugh(“Jeez, you’re funny!”);

elseif ($laugh)
smile(“I’m glad you enjoyed it”);

elseif ($cry)
comfort(“Things will get better”);

elseif ($lonely)
hang_out(“You wanna go anywhere today?”);

elseif ($angry)

offer_chocolate(“Want some chocolate?”);


// And so I guess we’re friends now?

Real_Friend extends Friend {

// There are no functions that you can see in this class.
// There are only hidden variables, with unknown values.
// Stop analysing. There’s nothing here. It’s intangible.


NaNoWriMo 2007

And so I’m back with NaNoWriMo. This time though, it’s happening while I’m in Perth, and I’m currently having my exams! Well, no worries. My exams end relatively early, on the 8th of November, and I’ve got plenty of time after that to get some story down.

I hope it’s gonna be as great as last year. This time, I promise an ever better love story.