Saturday, May 26, 2007
Poke.
Found some random photos so i just decided to upload 'em.
The good old times in the Masters Room.
Vivien,
Sahoo (
Oi, Bastard!),
Sa-Sa Lim,
Tomas aka the bald aussie train,
Suety, and me pretending to be in the workers party (
work? what's work? duh...). Now, before you go on thinking i hate
Sahoo too,
bastard is actually a term of endearment between us. Don't ask me why... He started it, the bastard. Hahaha! And that poster in the background? It's a product of
the Rasterbator. It enlarges and divides your photos into separate A4 size sheets so you can put it up on a wall. Power stuff.
An amusing
Daniel at
Grapevine...
bitterssssssssss -hick!- lemon bittterrrssss hick! hick! i need- hick! - lemon bitt-hick!-errssssss!
Andrea saw a box in Genting that had the word "POLIS" on it and found it amusing that Malaysia had "Police in a box". Well, for you disbelieving lot, here is evidence that Singapore ALSO Boleh!
And finally, a poster I did when i was an undergraduate, many, many years ago
... Lili!
Do you remember this??!!?
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
I printed this out and pasted it on our office door. I think it's quite apt: three tutors in one room, the bastions of this so-called production of knowledge. Unfortunately, knowledge is not the same as wisdom (cos then we'd have a much simpler job), but at least we can cast out the fabled demons of stupidity. Or at least, we all hope our work is not in vain.
I wonder if
Paul Heelas will be moderately impressed with my work. It would be great to learn from a brilliant scholar of religion, although the living expenses in Lancaster would undoubtedly kill me. I doubt i will be able to get funding for the first year either. *sigh. The perils of my chosen profession.
Stephanie has dibbs to sleep on my bedroom floor or the toilet seat for when she comes to visit.
The office is quiet nowadays. No students, no noise. Somethings you miss when they're not around. I will seriously regret saying that when Orientation camps start and idiots run past you in the corridors with faces painted, screaming in mandarin and
what-not. Bah!
Monday, May 21, 2007
I want to complain about
(1) Bitches who do the bare minimum of work, kiss the boss' ass and suck his cock, then have the audacity to collect a reward and credit for it at the expense of everyone else who worked extremely hard. Then they laugh it off when you scold them.
(2) Bosses who find it amusing that I complain about such people as if it's a big joke, then probably plan on asking me to help out again at the next major event. (Well, you can FORGET it. Ask (1) to do it for you.)
(3) Ah Bengs who call your house three times in a row, ask the same thing in freakin mandarin, even though it's the SAME voice telling them: Oi you don't understand me is it?!?? WRONG NUMBER", and repeating the same answer: Oh wrong number is it? OK lah!"
KNNBCCB.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
The New Single 'Makes Me Wonder' by Maroon5 is... groovy, sexy, hot.
I wake up with blood-shot eyes
Struggled to memorize
The way it felt between your thighs
Pleasure that made you cry
Feels so good to be bad
Not worth the aftermath, after that
After that
Try to get you back
I still don't have the reason
And you don't have the time
And it really makes me wonder
If I ever gave a f**k about you
Give me something to believe in
Cause I don't believe in you
Anymore, Anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference to try(Yeah)
So this is goodbye
God damn, my spinning head
Decisions that made my bed
Now I must lay in it
And deal with things I left unsaid
I want to dive into you
Forget what you're going through
I get behind, make your move
Forget about the truth
And you told me how you're feeling
But I don't believe it's true
Anymore, Anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry(Oh no)
So this is goodbye
I've been here before
One day a week
And it won't hurt anymore
You caught me in a lie
I have no alibi
The words you say don't have a meaning Cause..
I still don't have the reason
And you don't have the time
And it really makes me wonder
If I ever gave a f**k about you and I...
and so this is goodbye
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Finding myselfat a loss for wordsand the funny thing isit's okaythe last thing i needis to be heardbut to hearwhat you would sayFinding myself
in the midst of you
beyond the music
beyond the noise
all that I need
is to be with you
and in the quiet
hear your voiceWord of God speakwould you pour down like rainwashing my eyes to seeyour majestyTo be still and knowthat you're in this placePlease let me stay and restin your holinessWord of God Speak.
... Doh!
My dad should really stop going on and on about religion. He says the same things again and again to the point that i've given up saying "oh, it's the "religion is between you and your God" story again, or "here he goes on about how comparing the 4 gospels will show show that the bible stories place Jesus at different places at the same time", but I've given his stories numbers. Oh God NO, it's #9. I can even anticipate when #4 or #7 is coming up next by following the logical flow of the conversation.
Sure, he makes logical sense, but it's getting stale and boring. It seems like he must go through this entire process just to assure himself that what he's doing (ie going for mass) is justifiable to his "rational" sense.
Some things are just meant to be simple and not talked about, especially if you have found your own peace about your faith and belief. Why go around telling people your justification at the expence of theirs? Maybe that's the whole point... maybe he's not found his peace.
I just get so sick of hearing about it.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
OMFG This is SOOOO Funny!!!
Dear white fella,
A couple of things you should know:
When I born, I am black
When I grow up, I am black
When I go in sun, I am black
When I cold, I am black
When I scared, I am black
When I sick, I am black
And when I die, I am still black.
You white fella,
When you born, you are pink
When you grow up, you are white
When you go in sun, you are red
When you cold, you are blue
When you scared, you are yellow
When you sick, you are green
And when you die, you are grey.
And you call me colored?
courtesy of Karen and colleagues :)
Saturday, May 05, 2007
.
Do you remember when things were so much simpler?
.... i remember.
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Ignore the top line in this comic and change "lawyers" to "women colleagues" and you'll find the key rant in this post.
I finally realize why people say women bosses are the worst. And why all-women companies are bitch-pits and recipes for disaster. Working with some female colleagues this past 3 years has been the worst experience of my life. Ok,
not all of them are hopeless. I dare say it's only a handful out of the hundreds that i've worked with over the years that are the bad apples. But it's become painfully apparent to me that the worst of the lot are
1000 times worse than any egotistical male in power. And i seriously doubt its because i'm a male (so feminists, back the F off this post and save your comments for injustices more worthy of your time and "effort").
Working on this current project has been infuriating. One just pulled out last minute without a reason and care.
All of them just don''t reply emails, even ones with the line "PLEASE REPLY TO ACKNOWLEDGE, EVEN IF IT'S THE WORD "OK". Like frivolous emails like "we're screening a video next week" get replies. WHAT THE FUCK is your priority!
The biggest culprit acts all big in front of the Head of Dept, as if willingly taking on the mantel of organizing the entire project ("
How about we do this cos i think... yes that's a brilliant idea sir, and i think i can do that...") , takes on loads of work ("
ok i'll do this, and this, and this, shane you get this done, dan you get that done and we're set"), but at the end of the day, NOTHING is done. After a second meeting, the rest of us do out part, but she panics cos she has done fuck-all, and she frantically RE-CIRCLES all the "To Do" things she put in her freakin notebook, but NOTHING is done again. The sheer incompetence! Ask if she got the emails... she says "uh, you sent me an email? what was it about i forgot?" If you're such a scatterbrain, why do you pretend you can do so many things and get us involved in doing so much shit but NOT do your OWN fucking work??!! Chao chee bai!
Don't you understand that we are all working together? that we all need to know what you are doing so on that day you won't just turn up and say "oops"? That if you don't do your work or do a half fuck job, you fuck up the ENTIRE project?And if something goes wrong, i am SO sure i'm going to take all the flak.
I apologise. Maybe it's just
incidental that these people (and more unmentioned here) are female. Maybe they're just fucking IDIOTS to work with.
If i can the blame, I won't go down quietly. I'll make sure your reputation is
destroyed before i go down.
I promise you that.
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Someone wrote a letter to the forum today saying he and his family were "very concerned" about MM Lee's comments on 'liberalizing' laws regarding homosexuality. Paraphrased:
"Singapore is a wholesome place. One does not find pornography sold openly in a neighbourhood shop. Singapore faces a declining birthrate and legalizing homosexuality would compound this problem, given that homosexual couples do not reproduce.What would it be like to have a homosexual teach our children that it is normal to be gay? Homosexuals lead a promiscuous and hedonistic lifestyle. What else can you expect when you do not have children to live for or be in a loving and commited relationship? This increases the risk of STDs etc."Sigh.
Jonathan Cheng Hern Sinn, I truly wish there were wolves and other large predators.
What the heck is a KNN "wholesome" place, you COCK! Let me take you to Geylang, Joo Chiat, Paramount Hotel, Tanjong Pagar. Can't find porn? It just means (1) you're a moron and (2) obviously if you don't look for something you won't find it anyway. And promiscuity? Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it's not there. Just because you're a member of the majority "straight" fuckwits doesn't give you a right to just ignore the problems of humanity in general (although it damn well gives you the power to). Take that fucking plank out of your eye before you judge others.
What would it be like to have someone teach your kid "deviant" values? Is to acknowledge the diversity of human preference as bad as say, someone teaching your kid to take drugs, smoke, go binge drinking, cut themselves, fuck around? I seriously doubt it. It's just your "East vs West" naive fucking mentality that's got your panties in a bind.
And your logic that
Children = love and commmitment = prevention of STDs is SO FUCKING NAIVE i wanted to puke blood this morning when i read your letter. Hey i've got a great idea. Pull your head out of your ass (oh wait.. i forgot, you're too wholesome - take it out of the sand then) and
read the statistics on family and divorce and STDs and see how many of those motherfuckers are MARRIED with CHILDREN, you goddamn judgemental wholesome PIG! By the way, I'm assuming you don't break the law by allowing your wife to give you a blowjob or you to go down on her, cos the "homosexual law" that you're referring that entails and encompasses that, extending to Almighty and Morally-High straight pricks like us, you know?
AAARRRGGGHHH...Idiots infuriate me!!! (hahah althought... It's rants like this that make people think i'm a closet gay!) I hope to God my students will never, ever, think this... cos i will absolutely go beserk on them.
KAH NEE NAH!
Labels: deviance, gays, jonathan cheng hern sinn, naive, norms, wholesome
The good old times in the Masters Room. Vivien, Sahoo (Oi, Bastard!), Sa-Sa Lim, Tomas aka the bald aussie train, Suety, and me pretending to be in the workers party (work? what's work? duh...). Now, before you go on thinking i hate Sahoo too, bastard is actually a term of endearment between us. Don't ask me why... He started it, the bastard. Hahaha! And that poster in the background? It's a product of the Rasterbator. It enlarges and divides your photos into separate A4 size sheets so you can put it up on a wall. Power stuff.
An amusing Daniel at Grapevine... bitterssssssssss -hick!- lemon bittterrrssss hick! hick! i need- hick! - lemon bitt-hick!-errssssss!
Andrea saw a box in Genting that had the word "POLIS" on it and found it amusing that Malaysia had "Police in a box". Well, for you disbelieving lot, here is evidence that Singapore ALSO Boleh!
Do you remember when things were so much simpler?
Someone wrote a letter to the forum today saying he and his family were "very concerned" about MM Lee's comments on 'liberalizing' laws regarding homosexuality. Paraphrased: "Singapore is a wholesome place. One does not find pornography sold openly in a neighbourhood shop. Singapore faces a declining birthrate and legalizing homosexuality would compound this problem, given that homosexual couples do not reproduce.What would it be like to have a homosexual teach our children that it is normal to be gay? Homosexuals lead a promiscuous and hedonistic lifestyle. What else can you expect when you do not have children to live for or be in a loving and commited relationship? This increases the risk of STDs etc."
