Politika

The Minister Mentor recently commented that Singapore would be brought to ruin if opposition parties were ever to come into power. I have always thought that the Minister Mentor has a very good command of the English language and is very proficient in it's use. His most recent statements however beg to differ. He has through the course of making this speech admitted to Singapore being and staying a one-party nation. In other words a communist state of sorts, albeit the only working communist society in the world. The Singaporean society is a very submissive one with most if not the majority of Singaporeans always deferring to a higher authority. In other words someone in a higher social or business standing is always right, and even if you think not never express your personal opinions. It is a society where the Party, the Government is always right, where the people are not entitled to have their say. A true communist utopia. Listening to the local radio stations, watching local television and reading the local papers is like reading pure and unadulterated propaganda. Mind you I have nothing against the government however I do feel that they are taking their current situation for granted. After staying in power for so long I feel that they have grown fat and complacent, that they have forgotten one very important thing. The People do not exist to serve the government, but the government exists to serve the People. Every year the government reports record growth in the economy, but every year the price of living increases with no respite in sight. There is a saying here that everything increases except your pay. True the government does provide some rebates for the so-called "Heartlanders", people who live in government built flats. But what of those who live in private apartments? They are sadly left to fend for themselves and mind you a lot of people who live in flats are quite well off, look at their parking lots, chock full of continental cars. So why is it that people in Singapore receive government rebates and help depending on where they live? So what if I live in a private apartment? I'm not rich, heck I barely qualify for middle-class. So why is it that I don't receive any rebates from the government while the bastard who lives in a flat, owns a bloody Benz, gigantic LCD television and Bose surround sound system gets it? Must I purposely downgrade myself just to receive help from the government? I'm not trying to discriminate against those who live in flats, heck thats where I spent most of my childhood and my Grandparents place, which is a flat. What I'm trying to say is that the system needs to be changed, where people receive help based on their income and not where they live.

I take my leave, for now.....

Going back home on the 19th of June, tomorrow to be more precise. Rather sudden I know what with my exams having just ended on the 17th but it seems that all the flights back are fully booked and this was the only date left so there. As much as going home sounds appealing to me I'm beginning to wonder if it's really as enjoyable as it sounds. Of course there will be much to do when I get home, meeting with brothers and friends, hoisting a drink or two (or three, four.....), playing soccer, getting in shape, getting a job, shopping and most importantly hanging out at my gramps place again. One and a half months of not having to listen to Angkau prattle on about cars and his perverted fantasies, of Xander trying to give new meaning to the term "extreme perversion", of Ryan.....just being Ryan and of course the rest being themselves. It'll be one and a half months free from CoD 4 and talking crap with the rest. So should I feel relieved? Or should I already start to miss it? You decide.

"From the smiles and the look in their eyes everyones got a theory about the bitter one".

Death by Stupidity

Had my first paper on Friday, Company Law, and I can state without a doubt that I thoroughly screwed it up, so thorough was I in sabotaging myself that I even got the time limit for the paper wrong. At the end of the day I've only got myself to blame and I suddenly feel so very stupid. And following the lyrics of the song Mad Season by Matchbox Twenty I do hope that I catch on in time for the next three papers. Talk about bad beginnings, this is just plain awful, it's seriously going to take either a miracle or a special appearance by God Himself for things to go right now.Shit. Fucking shit. That's all I can say now. If there was ever a time to be angry at oneself this is bloody it. I've got another paper next Wednesday, Corporate Accounting which is a right pain in the ass followed by papers on Monday and Tuesday the following week, Management Accounting and Information Methods to round up my examination campaign. At the end of the day saying you did your best in defence is still an excuse for your blatant lack of intelligence. And then you begin to question yourself "Did I really do my best?" Damn this life really sucks, it's been crap for a long time but this is seriously rubbish. And the thought that there's definitely someone out there whose got a shittier deal then me isn't reassuring at all. Like what Charlie Brown said, "When do the good things start?". Seriously, when?

"You are both your greatest asset and your greatest liability."