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Branding yourself.
Bitched on: Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Time: 9/24/2008 11:34:00 PM
I am taking this major lame-ass module in Business.... Don't ask me specific details but I think its vaguely about management and working with people.Time: 9/24/2008 11:34:00 PM
But the topic these past weeks have been rather interesting. Its about knowing who you are and how you present yourself to people i.e. caring about what people think of you. At last, a subject that lets you talk about no one but yourself.
Strange how ever since I came back, people have been telling me that I looked different when I have not even tried looking different.
I have tried so hard to look different after each holiday... to look better (lah then?). New haircut, new clothes or wadeva. But this year, had no time for that. Even had to let my hair grow and skip the hair cut.
Surprisingly, it didn't grow into a fro like what I expected it to be.
I know, another narcissistic entry, but have you ever wished you had a huge makeover? *Heck*
Everyone succumb into that 'Ugly Betty' feeling sometimes...
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Congrats Pin Xiu.
Bitched on: Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Time: 9/17/2008 11:56:00 PM
Oh man... I know I am slow BUT I just realised that Yip Pin Xiu, the only Singaporean gold medalist in Beijing Paralympics, is my friend's younger sister.Time: 9/17/2008 11:56:00 PM
Congrats to Alvin Yip and his family. His sister has done the whole of Singapore proud. She is one special kid, you must really be beaming with pride.
Job well done.
....
Though I still think its so bullshit that she is only $100,000 richer and the second in place 'Singaporean' table tennis team received $400,000. Total BS.
I know its not all about the money BUT where the hell is the fairness? You think its easy to break a world record? You think its easier to swim with half your body failing on you?
What justifies her getting lesser prize money? Is it that the Paralympics is any less an important sports event than the Olympics? The Chinese people apparently do not think so, look at how equally spectacular the opening and closing ceremonies are.
Is it because those participating in the Paralympics are not as fast or as strong as the able-bodied athletes in the Olympics? Amputate Usain Bolt's legs and slap on him prosthetic legs, would he be able to run as fast? Or crush Michael Phelps's freakish long limbs and throw him into the pool, could he have gotten all those 8 gold medals?
Errmm... A bit on the dark side but you get my picture. Where is the fairness in all that?
These Paralympic athletes train equally as hard, if not HARDER, than able-bodied athletes. In fact, I think they could put more than half of the entire world's population to shame with how much faster, stronger and more determined they are. I certainly am.
They have been admirable. They have been inspirational.
And to see Pin Xiu getting 'second-class' treatment is especially saddening. She deserves better. She deserves more.
Especially since she is a bona fide true-blue Singaporean.
There I said it. I am not being xenophobic here but lets face it. I was beaming with pride when I saw her mouthing the Singaporean anthem as our flag was raised (speaking of which, it is the FIRST time that that has ever happened in a sporting event as grand as this). Do you think any of the table tennis players could have done the same? They could be singing in gibberish for all we know...
It is the first gold medal that Singapore has won in a global sporting event like this.
Olympics or Paralympics.
Able-bodied athletes or not.
It is all the same.
The spirit of the game is the same.
So should the rewards.
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Happy Birthday to me.
Bitched on: Thursday, September 11, 2008
Time: 9/11/2008 12:46:00 AM
Its my birthday today. Goodness..Time: 9/11/2008 12:46:00 AM
It sooooooooo doesn't feel like a birthday. Had no anticipation, had no plans of celebrating it, in fact, I had no idea it was today.
What a day it is starting to be... its midnight and I am in school, preparing for studio tomorrow. Its so miserable...
Sigh... Happy 23rd Birt-...
OH MY GOD, I am 23!!! WDF.
WDF.
WDF.
WDF.
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Life to return to. And more bitchings to resume.
Bitched on: Monday, September 08, 2008
Time: 9/08/2008 11:19:00 PM
I'm back!!!Time: 9/08/2008 11:19:00 PM
Full swing baby.
Firstly, I have to say this, the HUMIDITY here sucks. I hate the weather, I hate the rain and I especially hate the sticky, oily feeling you have when you are outside.
Now that I've gotten that off my back. I hate my life.
I want a place to call my own. Seriously. I need to have my own space.
When I came back, I came back to a room that is not my room anymore. The bed and TV (new TV some more) had been rearranged and half the stuff there is my niece's. Don't get me wrong, (I love my niece... a lot)... its just that feeling you have when you sleep in the place, arrange your stuff (or rather your mess), like how you know where everything is, how everything is within reach from your bed, all your memorabilia (as my Mum would call them, 'crap') on your walls and floor (I don't have a table... poor me...); you have all that attachment to that place, to your room.
And when I came back, zilch. Zero. Kosong.
My room looks like a room but it is not my room.
And now, I even have to sleep on the floor or in another room cause every night there would be some reshuffling in the house cause of the baby and my sister (when she sleeps over).
I mean, seriously, I will never know where I would be sleeping every night...
And school...
OMG. School.
It is so alien to me, this concept.
Shit. Where are all my friends when you need them? Oh yeah, on exchange... in Korea.
I am so lonely...
I should have gone to Korea with them. Dammit, at least I would have my own room again...
And studio work this semester is group work. Oh how I hate doing group work. You can have on one end of the spectrum, the 'Indian chiefs' - you listen to me and only me; and on the other end, you have the missing-in-action (MIA) ones. I can't be bothered with all these personalities. I have enough from my spilt-personality syndrome.
Sheesh... Why can't everything remain the same?
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So ronery. :(
Time: 9/08/2008 10:54:00 PM
How does that song that Kim Jung Il (of course, the dummy... not... oh wait, both are dummies...) sang in Team America go?Oh yes,
"I'm, so, ronery
So ronery
So ronery and sadry arone
There's no one
Just me onry
Waiting to kiss me back home
I work very hard to be number one guy
Stil there nobody who rite up my rife
Seems that no one takes me seriorousryyyy
And so..
I'm ronery
A rittle ronery
Poor ritter me..
There's nobody
I can rerate to
Feer rike a bird in a cage
It's kind of sirry, but not rearry
Because it's firring my body with rage
I rork rearry hard to stay nice and fit
But none of da women seem to give a shit
When I rure da world, maybe dey'll notice meeee
Until den..
I'll just be ronery
Sigh.. a rittle ronery
Poor ritter me..
I'm .. so.. ronery"
Yes, poor ritter me is ronery.
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