Reasons To Stay On In Singapore...

Last read on a local forum. I present you:

The Top 15 Reasons to bloody remain in Singapore aka "Shame on You, People Who Want To Migrate!...

1. I will never get to meet so many foreigners if I migrate to Australia - if I see them in Australia, they are probably tourists and are not there to work and contribute to the country.

2. If I go, I will begin to miss the HDB flats I stay in, they are very small and easy to clean. If I go to Australia my house will be so big, I will tire myself out cleaning it!

3. I will miss the MRT & Buses. If I migrate, I'll probably have to buy a car because the public transport there is not as good. Instead of having someone drive me to my destination, I will have to drive myself around, how tiring.

4. If I migrate to another country, I'll be lost because the govt there does not tell me what to do unlike the Singapore govt.

5. There will be no NS and reservist to provide me with a break from work and forced exercise.

6. I might be given welfare when I'm out of job, that might make me lazy.

7. I might have to vote. For the past 35 years in Singapore, I never have to vote.

8. The hospitals are not crowded by dengue patients, it might be a lonely experience if I get sick and warded.

9. The govt ministers are paid only a fraction of what PAP ministers, how can I trust them with my future?

10. They allow people to protest, what happen if they do it on the street while I'm driving, I might be caught in a jam and be late.

11. Their newspapers don't give the same views as the govt, that might tire my mind trying to resolve the inconsistency.

12. I'll miss the Straits Times and Chua Mui Hoong articles.

13. I'll not get to buy pirated software.

14. I'll miss all the great govt companies like NTUC, HDB, PUB, SingTel, etc.

15. I'll miss those sensational murder stories of foreigners getting chopped to pieces and body parts left all over Singapore.

Certainly food for thought and pun fully intended indeed!

One Hour

Just got called to lunch by my inexperienced whelp of a boss, was going to agree but after a split second of thought, decided not to when I know I cannot really click with the rest of the group anyway especially when said limelight hogger will be going as well. Might as well give him the chance to "shine" in front of the others and me a chance to do my work in peace without having to lift my head and see his mug over the table...blech.

Besides, I think I need some "me-time" and quiet. No politics, no syncophantic conversations, no talking for the sake of talking, no dragging others down because I am in a grim mood - for one hour.

Just give me that one hour, dammit!!

You Shall Not Pass!!!!!!

"Dear all,

due to recent suspected security breaches, I too have decided to jump on the bandwagon and password lock my blog. For the sake of security, i shall not put my password on email here but rather sms you all the password in the next few days. Thanks alot!

Regards,

Jason :P" (excerpt from email)

Let's see how all those fuckers enter my blog. The Gates shall now be shut save for those invited to enter...(sounds so porn) but anyway, ya, I have locked the Pimp's home from further unwanted intrusions and sickening defilements from shitheads I deem as lower than the common ant.

So there, YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!! *slams walking stick on the floor...

I Think I've Had IT!!!!

Boy am I angry today. I really beginning to hate stuff going on at work that it's affecting my moods and my productiveness. I really think I am getting slowly disregarded and ignored and my efforts not appreciated. So I ask myself, why am I continuing wasting my time around this cesspool of a career?

Anyway, me and career?? What's the connection?? At least when I am still here where I am in this bloody shithole of a company that is. I am NOT naming the company for obvious reasons. In case some motherfucking never-do-wells are reading this entry and are trying to figure out where I work so that they can send this entry to my boss. If you are one of this fuckers, I say fuck you all to Hell and back!!

I just want to write this entry to rant and get it all out. The team I am working with keeps harping on "we can make it work if we do it together" kind of bullshit that I am not seeing at work. What the hell? In fact, it's all downright bullshit lah, now I also do not really know what the fuck is my job scope because my duties seem to be eroding away faster than the threads on Tess Smith's Emmy outfit. The sub-ed is like taking all the work so that he can get the credit and seems like he is not even letting me in on important information that I need to know so that I can do my stuff. What's up with that, man? Must I be glad that I am seen as a threat enough for him to do this to me? Or am I imagining things which is kind of hard considering that many things of this nature has happened again and again.

Take for instance this time round that they (the two idiots in the management, this refers my mofo-rific sub-ed and the young, inexperienced whelp of my boss) seem to have clenched a deal to do a supplement. And they just tell everyone there and then that we need to do the supplement. I am well and fine with this but was there any prior foretelling of this with the team?

Hell no!

This seems like a small issue to others but it really isn't to me. It is a mark of disregard and lack of respect to others in the team. I mean, you can just drop us a notice that hey, a supplement might be in the works so be ready. No they don't do that, preferring to dish out last minute goodness to the rest. The best thing is me, as a part of the editorial team do not even know of this supplement project even existing. Because you all know why, I was not present at all these stupid meetings that my sub-ed and my sales guy go to. Not that I have any beef with that but at least, oh please, at least, tell me of how the meeting went and the details, 'cause after all, I am also part of the editorial team, right?? Right??

Wankers!!

Ok fine, you want to hog the work and limelight? I will let you hog it up, you bloody moron, sad-assed piece of shit.

I have alot of things to scream out but at this moment my mind is so addled that I cannot even put them all down in good old prose. Maybe I will post more about this cheebye Chinese company I am slaving away now in future posts...

So there, pathetic salarymen we are...

Torn...

Sigh, just got a touch of the IPod Nano from a colleague who is holding on to a review set. Cannot say that I completely like the feel of the thing, it felt light (duh, since it's so small), well, not in terms of weight, but rather solidness as the Bengs would put it. Design wise it's an exactly clone of the IPod but slightly longer and narrower.

But I loved the Click Wheel though...oh well. People have been telling me that the price to buy the Nano makes it a rip-off and when the battery of the IPod dies then what? Oh man, I need a portable entertainment thingie coz my discman met its untimely demise at the hands of my sister.

Maybe I should look into the PSP which has a ceramic white design now (I absolutely heart white)...what do you all think?

Nano, Nano, Jolly Good Fellow!

Wah! Apple and Steve Jobs have to go and tempt me with another iteration of their simplistic, yet oh so cool, titular MP3 gizmo! Siao man, the Ipod Nano is nuts because it's what I have always wanted and cannot get...

Christmas is coming, anyone can get me the Nano??? :P

IQ? What IQ??

Your IQ Is 100

Your Logical Intelligence is Below Average Your Verbal Intelligence is Genius Your Mathematical Intelligence is Above Average Your General Knowledge is Above Average

A Quick and Dirty IQ Test

Haha, Mona, you are not alone in being an illogical person. Now, you can add me to the club!

A Snoozing Cat's On The Bench, All's Right With The World...

Was strolling down my neighbourhood with Joanne the other day and chanced upon a sight that I though would make a good picture, so there I was whipping out my camera and snapping a cat on a bench. It was all good...

PS (useless fact alert!): I think these pictures are wallpaper sized so feel free to adorn your desktops with them. In fact I like the first shot which incidentally is now my wallpaper on my office PC...

Kelian (Chinese for pitiful) Weilian and a dead Husky

I know I have not been updating regularly nowadays save to post up chapters of my ongoing fiction that is still seeing print, thank goodness. Just got praised by my deputy editor for the nice action-packed bits of prose in the September chapter which will be posted up here but not so soon. In the rare case that you would like to know the latest happenings, please do attempt to get issues of the mag I am writing for.

Since there was a debacle over the issue of me naming the place I am working at, I shall not mention the title of the free publication I am working for. Just know that it's basically about games and it's available in Singapore.

Anyhow, if you don't already know this, the darn Project Superstar has ended and the winner has been unveiled not too long ago. Yes people, the blind guy won and the supposedly pretty ex-stewardess did not. How is it so? Let me tell you why. It's simply pretty much due to the fact that we do not get real-life handicapped basker done good cases happening in our local entertainment scene and the viewers here, like those bloodthirsty Coliseum spectators of old are always baying for the fresh new angle to keep them entertained.

I kid you not. I would give in to the fact that the guy has talent and he could in fact sing (although I have heard talks that he is not very versatile) but in the real sense of it all, who cares? All we are interested to hear about is how he managed to overcome his disability and has come forward to show to us, every normal mother's son, that if you have the damn will, there will be the damn way. More interesting in fact is the fact that he has indeed managed to win over better-looking, more marketable wannabes to clinch the crown.

Not trying to be mean here but I sense a certain degree of media manipulation. I mean, there is an entire library of literature being written about this guy, man! And you can be damn sure that there will be lots to follow in the wake of his 'phenomenal' victory over prettier than thou, sweet young thing Kelly.

My point?

My point is that sad to say, I see no real future potential for this Kelvin, talents and all. You wanna market him in Taiwan? Sorry, but it's a pretty boy haven there what with groups like 5566 and a whole pantheon of immaculately made-up boys ruling the roost. And if you wanna market him like Ocean Ou De Yang (who should be an ugly jock, by the way), sorry hor, but no go, since we already knew how he looks like, so the whole crap about talents before looks is inapplicable.

Maybe this marketing strategy will go well with the Taiwanese audiences but what makes you, Play Music, think that he can do it overseas when obviously our most successful export for years now since Kit Chan in 1993 has got to be Steph Sun and she's not even marketed by you?

Look at Joi Chua and you will know what I mean. The girl's still practically slaving away here, trying to make it so that maybe she will invited to sing at the 2006 NDP perhaps??

Consumers are wicked and fickle bastards who only care for the 'now'. They have no qualms about discarding the unfanciful come month end and move on to newer flavors of the next moon. So will it be for Kelvin, I guess. Though, once again, I must reiterate that I respect the guy for what he is doing and has tried to do but in the end, I think he is just a helpless pawn in a TV station's efforts in boosting ratings.

You may say that the viewer's votes count for 70% of the results but dare you to say that all the votes for Kelvin are based on pure musical merit? The almost daily drumming of how Kelvin came to be how he is today also plays a damn good part. Just look at the recent spate of nationalistic NDP programmes (about not running away when you were part of the contingent during that stormy 1968 NDP, wtf?) in the wake of all the furore over not being able to elect our own president and you will know what I mean. People are very easily influenced, whether they know it or not.

Oh well, in any case, Kelian Weilian won and there's no changing the fact. I just hope the industry treats him equal and not resort to using heartstrings marketing to sell this fella. That would be unfair and downright underhand, but what do I know? I am only a writer.

Enough about Weilian

The next point of rant is going to be short. If you are the fucking wanker who let you Siberian Husky die in the sun and not giving it water AND you happen to be reading this, I curse you and I despise you and your fricking inhumane way of letting that poor mutt go like that! Nabei Cheebye!

It's damn crazy nowadays I tell you. I thought such atrocities will not happen in Singapore where the furthest people would go is to staple cats' ears and kick them to death. But leaving a dog whose natural habitat is a cold one out in the sun to waste away slowly is sick. The poor dog died with blood foaming at the mouth leh. Please lah, you wouldn't do this to a fellow human being, why do this to a poor dog that despite its size, cannot really fight against the cruel nature of Man?? May the fucker burn in Hell for this.

Heard this being mentioned on Class 95 this morning and got really upset. One caller called up and remarked that there should be a document that people need to sign in order to own a pet. But like how the Flying Dutchman remarked after that, I too feel that if such a policy is being implemented, then Singapore would be such a sad and funny place, don't you all think so?

Don't people here have a slightest bit of decency left? Must everything that we need to do and every value that we should be upholding be governed by that signature on the dotted line or the perennial fear of that lofty fine being imposed on us?

We may have one of the best materialistic standards in the world but we sorely lack the heartware. Are we going down the path of depraved Japan where young kids shoot their classmates and sniff panties? I really do not know.

I feel so sorry for the Husky, really I am.

This is depressing.