Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Thought of the Day

Was just reading through my friendster bulletins and I realised I've got so much crap of those chain letters where "if you don't repost/forward this in 200 secs YOUR BROTHER* WILL DIE".

I can just imagine it now. Me standing beside my brother's* coffin, sobbing my eyes out and people around me patting my shoulders, offering their condolences. So many thoughts would be going through my head and then I would finally wail, "I SHOULD HAVE REPOSTED THAT DUMB BULLETIN! NOW HE'S GONE!"

Goodness gracious, what has this world come to.

*I was using 'brother' as an example because I don't have one and no matter how un-superstitious I am, I don't wanna curse my family members.

Sunday, February 4, 2007

Soccer

Hello all. There is an unwritten rule that girls should not be discussing about this topic because they know nuts about it. Make a guess.

That's right. SOCCER.

In normal circumstances, I wouldn't have stayed on the channel showing a soccer match for more than 10 seconds. But this time round (blame the patriotic blood in me), Singapore is competing against Thailand for the ASEAN championship, so how could I not watch it, being the loyal Singaporean I am? Okay, ignore the times I merely mouthed the national anthem. There are worse people around me! AND I did sing it out of willingness in my last few months in school, serious.

So yeah. Back to the point. Watching soccer is... interesting. Though I may not know all the technical terms and all, but at least I know who is in posession and know when to shout "REFEREE KAYU!!" Okay, so I shouted that just for fun.

And sometimes, I don't know if I'm watching soccer or...

  • Bowling

The first leg I watched, the Thais went down like bowling pins one by one. So many people fell over. And over. And over and over.

  • Badminton

The ball just went to and fro and to and fro.

  • Ballet

Did you see how high their legs went (and not to mention how pointed their feet were) when they kicked the ball high in the air?! My goodness. And the splits they can do. Scary. I can almost picture them against some railing in a room full of mirrors.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not against soccer. I understand the adrenaline rush when they step on the field, the determination to fight and conquer and bring back the trophy, the ecstatic feeling when a goal is scored, the togetherness and fighting spirit. I know that any sport is much more than it seems. But it's just that as an onlooker, it's so much more funnier.

Laugh out loud.

It's Ironic

There are so many ironies of life. Here's one of them:

Isn't it ironic that the most useful things we learn or skills we acquire that we can apply in our life are learnt in primary school? And that as we get promoted to secondary school, the things we learn get more and more useless? At least, more useless than what we learn in primary school.

In Primary School...

#1 We learn how to read the time
How useful is that? How useless would you be if you don't know how to read the time? Very useless. You would be either running late or early all the time. How useless would you be if you don't know how the exponential graph looks like? Not very useless. No loss at all, I would say.

#2 We learn how to count
If your name were Adam, how else would you know the Benny cheated you of 4 apples that you got from Charlie instead? You won't be charged more by the uncle selling chicken rice, too. That's a plus.

#3 We learn profit, gain and percentage
How useful! In primary school we can buy 10 packets of the 10cent/packet seaweed and sell it to that kid who never steps out of class at a profit of 5cents and then proceed to the bookshop to buy a new colour of shaker mechanical pencil when we've earned enough. Then in secondary school, it's an advantage to calculate how much marks we can afford to lose if we just want to pass, and how much is 75% so we can barely get that A1.

See my point now? Okay, maybe I'm manupilating everything so I can prove my point, but seriously, don't you feel that the higher you go in education, the less practical it gets?