im coming home soon!

despite my attempts at being tough 'i don't need to go home' guy, im really excited at going back to spore again. this feeling is so different to when i was overseas training. maybe its because training frames only lasted 3 weeks at most. or maybe its because when training i had so many friends and here in melbourne i only have 4 close friends. the rest barely count as friends man i see them like 2 times a sem or don't talk to them.

ah gab was kind enough to bestow onto me the title of king when he called the night i will return the return of the king (referring to my eating prowess). he said he has gathered up the troops and is awaiting our assault. i can't wait man for bowls of steaming hot noodles to be placed before my eyes. i can picture it. i will smell the delicious noodles, with pork ball, liver, minced pork and mushrooms in front of me. keeping to tradition i will add hum to my bah chor mee. hopefully after that first bowl i will next attack a bowl of laksa. and maybe have 2 half boiled eggs as well.

im so tired to studying. i gag everytime i see my notes. one more day of exams to go. then i still have another 20+ pages of assignment to do for my diploma. fuck i hate typing and looking at all these alphabets on my screen. but i'll do it after the weekend. can't tahan anymore.

and im going to play fucking hard this holidays. wanna drink? let's go drink. but no driving all take cab. wanna eat? can, but each person minimum 2 servings. must find time to play soccer in spore since i lost all interest in soccer here in melbourne. only retards and ruffians play soccer here. and go ktv.

spent 3 hours of my valuable study time reading comments on elitegal. don't know who gave her the names but this is all so familiar, giving nicknames to the person of the moment. i vaguely (ok i am lying, clearly) remember personalities such as TKGG (the knee guard girl), and it was rumoured someone i knew called himself TKGB.

anyway as the spore blogosphere (new word i learnt today) is happily putting their point of view on the elitegal and her insensitive comments, this leads me to think, are we like that? and if we are, is it our fault?

i think what wsm said was not reflective of our voice as a school and a community. i feel that most people in RJ feel what derek wee feels. the culture in RJ is not dynamic or elite or arrogant as people put it, its downright kiasu. 99.5% (ok i pulled a figure out from my magician's hat) of rafflesians got into the school not cos they are smart, but because they are hardworking. and kiasu. they want to be at the top and they work to get there. i bet that these 99.5% are worried about their future and how much they are going to get paid, whether they will be able to buy a nice car, how long will it take them to pay off their housing loan, etc. maybe not in such concrete terms but that's what they think of.

for those less mature students of my school, they will be thinking of other things like which club should we go this weekend, will this girl go out with me, what haircut shall i have next or do i look cool in this. most of us are not bothered by issues that many bloggers have been discussing. it is far from us. we are thinking of what i can do now for myself. not what other people are thinking. maybe the scene has changed, and the current batch of students are very opinionated and engage in intellectual debate much more than my batch, but i seriously doubt it.

or maybe its now cool to have something to say, and they are just keeping up with the trends. the students are adding to their social status in school by having a blog with kickass opinions. whether they believe in them or not.

for the brightest minds (by academic entry results) in singapore, somethings are beyond our influence and we can't be bothered about them. spending our time doing things that can influence our lives more directly would represent a wiser use of our time.

rafflesians are not as complicated and bigoted as you think we are. we are practical people who do what benefits us most. and that is a failure of society. the standardised product of social engineering. except for elitegal.

all i want in the future is a nice house on holland rd, a maranello 575, 911 turbo, RR vogue, maybe a yatch and a zouk membership. and yeah i wouldn't mind a hot wife. i don't have time thinking of the future of my nation, why should i be doing somebody else's job? especially when they are being paid to do it? moreover i am not the elite, i don't have a scholarship and i won't work for the public service.

i want to be rich enough to retire to a temperate country, raise my livestock and slaughter them. grow my grapes and make wine. grow my vegetables in a nice plot of land. invite my neighbours over when i cook up a feast.

but first i have an exam tmr. and a bloody good feeding when i touch down in spore.