I'm normally not critical of any Singaporean journalist's writing. I know it's a difficult job, and having to churn out article after article in ever shortening time periods is no mean feat. In fact, I'm actually quite impressed with the way most articles are written. However, today I came across an article about how non-Chinese... Continue Reading →
In Australia
Just a quick note to say that I'm now in Perth, Australia. I'm residing in Currie Hall, a hostel just off campus. I hate being the new kid on the block: periods of adaptation have always been looked upon by me with trepidation. Of course, I know it's the inevitable, but that doesn't make it... Continue Reading →
The Baby
I wrote the following poem in camp, inspired after I unthinkingly remarked that a friend's "twenty minutes of fun created a lifetime of pain" when he talked about his illegitimate daughter: He asked her for a kiss On a night so very fine. He asked her to be his Over red roses and wine. They... Continue Reading →
Today's too Normal
I started today really early, having slept early the previous night. When I woke, I went along with my daily routine: shower, internet, breakfast, and a little television. The day just flowed like any other day, nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary. It didn't feel as if I was flying off for Australia tomorrow.... Continue Reading →
Today’s too Normal
I started today really early, having slept early the previous night. When I woke, I went along with my daily routine: shower, internet, breakfast, and a little television. The day just flowed like any other day, nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary. It didn't feel as if I was flying off for Australia tomorrow.... Continue Reading →
Rediscovering Writings
As I laboured over which bag I was going to be bringing to Australia, I suddenly thought of my trusty old "camp bag", so-called because it was the bag I used to bring in to my army camp. It's a great size, and I liked it quite a lot -- only thing that was putting... Continue Reading →
Slogans
I was just drinking from a mug that said, "We make sense of your money," and thought to myself how fun it was to come up with slogans like these. So, I decided to come up with a few slogans myself: Financial Guru's Advice: Making Cents of Your Dollars Group Hypnosis: How to Write a... Continue Reading →
Nothing is Perfect
But working towards perfection is a worthy ideal. Anything less than perfect would require perfect knowledge of one’s abilities, which in turn, is impossible. How does one find out how one is limited in any sphere of his or her life? The sub four-minute mile was impossible until it was done. It can be argued... Continue Reading →
Discontent Breeds Good Writing
Most of the best writing in this world are written by passionately unhappy people. Okay, maybe not always unhappy, but definitely dissatisfied. Ergo, I can't wait for life to f*ck me up and leave me wanting for more.
Football and Controversy
I watched the Singapore vs. Thailand (ASEAN Football Championships) match on Wednesday. I had gone into the match thinking that it was going to be a dull affair. I'm the kind of person who goes to a football match not so much concerned with the proceedings but with the final result. This match, being only... Continue Reading →
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