Wednesday, April 30, 2008

What have I done?!?

The previous incident is still very much in our minds. Yesterday I managed to achieve an unwanted double. :-(

It's worse this time round because I caused a rift between my friend and one of his best friend. It's hard for wounds to heal when the issue of trust is involved. My delay in relaying the problem to him also resulted in his unwitting aggravation of the issue...

For the first time in my life, I really feel like a jinx / devil-reincarnate.

This shall be the last time.

It must be.

It will be.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Integrity? Honesty? Good to know; not always good to have.

In primary school, we were taught the importance of having good virtues, to live with honesty, integrity and compassion, among others. We were told the examples of George Washington, Mother Theresa and Martin Luther King, of how one can gain huge respect and leave behind a legacy by being doing what was taught. Of course the point was not to become famous; rather it was that we should always do things in good conscience, to be a good person.

Growing up, it gradually became apparent that a strict adherence to positive characteristics would be almost impossible. People tend to believe in good virtues only as far as it is accepted by their clique, their social circle, their culture. It is a fool who stands steadfast to his belief in honesty and integrity and reports all the dirty little secrets that he knows of. Unless they are criminal secrets, he stands to lose all his friends, as no one would dare to confide in someone fully aware that the information may not be confidential.

It can be such a dilemma at times: Do you stick to your beliefs to be a person of integrity when you are aware that your good friend is not doing things in his best conscience and risk the friendship, or close one eye and let the matter rest (Of course the assumption here is that the other party believes he/she is doing no wrong)? When the matter of concern is not serious (eg. not a criminal offence), most people will choose to side with their friend. Nonetheless, a wrong is a wrong, regardless of the gravity of it.

Conclusion: It is wise to act dumb at times and be suitably ignorant. Afterall, while you may be right in exposing a friend's misdeeds, you have also breached his trust in you. So how do you determine who's right, who's wrong; what's right, what's wrong?

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Is this the end of the friendship?

It really doesn't pay to be kind.

Sometimes people take advantage of your kindness. Some will take you for granted. Others suspect you have an ulterior motive. Can't a person show some pure kindness to a fellow human?



It doesn't pay to know too much.

When you know too much for your own good, there is always a risk of you accidentally revealing more than you should.



It's definitely good to watch what you say.

Saying the wrong things can turn out to be a joke; lead to a slight misunderstanding; or result in dire consequences.



It absolutely sucks to be in my shoes now, being too kind to the wrong person, resulting in people having doubts in my true intention. It absolutely sucks to be in my shoes now, saying things carelessly, resulting in unhappiness all round and boundless misery for myself and all involved.

It's an unnecessary distraction in the midst of my exam preparation, not to mention for the others involved. The problem could have been avoided had I acted dumb.



Time heals most wound.

Can this wound be healed in a short time?












Sincerely sorry, mostly miserable, undeniably upset(with myself).

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

My last Stats lesson?

I've been trying to bulk up in the midst of my exam preparation. Have gone for three sessions so far, but results have been slow to show. Think I really need to increase the frequency and perhaps start taking protein powder (as RC suggests)? 

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Just had my Stats revision lesson today. Celia conducted the lecture at a very leisurely pace, just as she did last year. Starting her lesson 15 minutes late, she proclaims to be sorry for the late commencement as "... students tend to be late... I didn't expect you guys to be so punctual...". Around half an hour later, she stopped for a break (about half an hour earlier than what the other lecturers do). There was more to come after lunch, when she came back 10 minutes late. This is apparently due to her watch running at a different time from that in the lecture room. Perhaps if we were to have another day of lesson with her, she would be late for class after getting lost in the toilet.


Tuesday, April 1, 2008

I see something around the corner...

Wow! It's been so long since I last blogged. Have been VERY lazy... Haha... Exams nearing but my heart's not quite there. Sheesh! I really want to do better this time. Last year was horrendous... But at the rate I'm going, it's going to be real tough...

Time to get down to WORK!!!

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Surprise meeting

I had a pleasant surprise yesterday when I met Kelly at the UOB branch at AMK Hub. Almost did not recognise her as she was taller then the last time we met (thanks to VERY high heels). Apparently she was going to leave on Tuesday (she never inform me!), and was out doing some last minute shopping for the trip back. As there was still time before RC would reach for our planned study session, I decided to accompany her around.

The ever-forgetful girl was struggling to recall what she was planning to get. I was quite bewildered by her continued dependence on her unreliable memory instead of setting reminders on her phone. Even after my suggestion, there was no action on her part to remedy the problem. Perhaps the more pressing concern is her laziness?

Her first task (after we met) was to get new contact lens. The only difficulty in this 'activity' was that she could not recall which shop she used to patronise, and she insisted on going to that shop because they had 'this girl who performed a very accurate assessment of her degree of myopia'.

The two of us set out looking for an optical shop with "that girl". Along the way, I gave my reasoning of why it would be better to remember the relative location of the shop, if not the shop name, rather than a particular staff in the shop since she would not be able to locate the shop should the staff leave that shop. By a stroke of luck, we managed to locate that shop because she did remember the relative location of that shop. We did not see "that girl". Anyway, I was quite amused by her answer to the shop-owner's questions.

"What's your degree?"
"Don't know."
"Do you have records with us?"
"Don't know."

With her name and block number, the owner did managed to find her records and ascertained that she was a client. We then spent another 10 minutes or so at the shop as she deliberated whether to buy lenses that were 50 degrees higher than what she wore as the latter was sold out. It was around this time that I received an SMS from RC saying he had reached AMK Library.

I decided to let him wait.

After getting her lenses, with some more shopping, we separated about 25 minutes later as she went to meet a friend in town for more shopping while I met up with RC.

Any bad feelings I had about letting him wait was eliminated when he told me of his date with a lecture mate he just befriended, later in the evening. It was not the first time he threw such a bomb, informing me of his plans to meet others later the day only when we meet up. I had voiced my displeasure every time because I did not like having to have dinner alone while he goes on his prearranged date. If he had informed me earlier, I could make plans for dinner at home or with other friends. I was relieved when he told me later that he would have dinner with me before leaving.

The twist in the tale came when I received an SMS from Kelly just when we were planning to go for dinner. She had finished her dinner early, and was on her way back to AMK. She asked if I wanted to meet her. In the midst of our SMS exchanges as we discussed the best line of action, I even suggested that she could go home first and wait till I finished my dinner. What a stupid thought! Eventually, the little dilemma of having dinner with him or meeting her was resolved quite simply as I met her after my dinner, with her shopping around by herself while she waited.

There was more drama after we met up. We saw a mutual friend, SN, whom she had been avoiding in AMK Hub. She proceeded to usher me up the escalator in quick time to avoid an awkward meeting. She remained paranoid about meeting him the rest of the time we were in AMK Hub. Haha! We ended the day chatting for around two hours in MacDonald's after that, as she satisfied her Coke craving.

She was glad to meet me before she left, unplanned and unexpected as it may be. I thought so too.


I found out some interesting things about Australia(or at least the state she's studying in - Queensland):

1. A box of Strepsils cost around A$13 whereas a movie ticket cost A$5!

2. Chinese restaurants there pay A$9-10 per hour, which is considered low. In contrast, MacDonald's pay $19 per hour!! Wow...

3. The bus service employs an ancient ticketing system, whereby commuters tell the driver their destination on boarding, then the driver keys in the information and collects payment before printing out the ticket! Much time is lost in the whole process, not least while searching for the correct change. Kelly said she once stepped off a bus because she only had a A$20 note with her. She did not think of exchanging her note for smaller change with the passengers. Lol!

4. As a student, she gets 50% concession on public transport. There's a further 50% concession if she takes it during the off-peak hours, which happens to be after 5pm on weekdays, and the entire weekend! Their peak / off-peak hours are congruent with their entertainment and retail industry, and is the direct opposite of what we have in Singapore. Imagine getting movie tickets for the 'off-peak' price of $7 on a Sunday...

Monday, February 11, 2008

Chinese New Year

Four days of Chinese New Year celebrations.

I use to love having more days to celebrate the occasion; now, four days feels like a lot. Apart from the first day, the remaining three days are just repetitive visiting of relatives we have already exchanged greetings with on the first day at my grandparents' houses. The activities are the same too: play cards or watch TV programmes. I probably would have enjoyed myself more if mahjong was available.


I had thought of going out with friends or meeting up for mahjong sessions, but with all the visiting that I felt compelled to follow, my plans did not materialise. I thought of making better use of all that free time, but somehow, it just does not feel right to study during Chinese New Year. I ended up wasting my time on games and TV...

Damn! Why am I feeling frustrated at unimportant matters when the more pressing issue of exam is just round the corner? Urghh!!!