Pkchukiss - Reality Wine

Don’t you think that everyday, we look as if we’re taking some mode of transportation? The happier days seem to take off and land even before you’ve finished doing nothing in bed, while the downer days are the CTE morning traffic - smoky, noisy, frustrating.

Well, these days I feel like I’m on the EKSPRES RAKYAT. It’s like you’re hopping from station to station at a constant rate: neither too fast, nor too slow. It’s the poly school holidays, people! I know that it could have been better I can share the same vacation period as the rest of my close friends, but an evil plot to keep polytechnic students away from undergraduates has made sure that vacations are “sure-miss” events. It hasn’t driven me crazy, but I’m way social-life-less than I liked.

Some bad news: apparently, through some weird miscommunication, I missed the registration deadline for the eGenting programming competition. The registration form looks to be still alive, so I’ll send in the application now, and hope that they don’t notice late-comers…

Aside from reading up casually on Java and Visual Basic.NET, I have been lurking around current affairs blogs more frequently. Reading and ranting on nonsensical Straits Times forum letters make up the rest of the day, and I participate very keenly in complaining about people who complain about little stuff. You’ll be shocked that there are people whose letters get published, simply for suggesting establishing fund transfers for hell money. It’s not like there are letters on topics of more concern to the people, like the implementation of annuities, raising the CPF withdrawal age, increasing ministers’ salaries, hiking GST rates, squeezing of more expensive bus fares from the common citizen, and the police’s harassment of joggers in public, are there?

Dear me no, from the looks of it, it appears that the Straits Times is hard pressed to find letters to publish! That implication really sickens me. We know that’s not true. So while most of the country lies safely ensconced in the little bubble created by the Straits Times, I fret like a mad old man, writing about how things aren’t what it seems. Heck, these days, only educated retirees bother to write about these things. Me? I feel terribly aged already.

It’s a trend in Singapore - only retirees have the time to keep watch for the common citizen’s interests. The rest of Singapore is too busy making money to stay alive to write anything meaningful. Those who post credible arguments are taunted by the PAP to join a political party. Duh! People have to work for their own living, unlike politicians who get the job easily through walk-overs. If everyone with a political opinion were to join a political party, 80% of the United States would all be politicians (and I would have gone over there to pick up all that work that won’t be done, and earn mega bucks!).

I’m sorry to have digressed, but you’ll see that vacation is just about the only time when I have the time to rant like a retiree. I’m not a political activist, nor do I foresee myself becoming one. My dedication is to my family and friends. Short of getting a traumatic concussion that turns me into a babbling conservative, I do not believe I’ll ever enter politics. I need to start planning for my life. Already, I’m considering relocation as a start. With the government’s possible implementation of yet another scheme to take control of my own money out of my hands, this land might be the worst place for me to eventually retire in.

Anyway, my semester results are coming in on the 12th this month, and the anticipation is tying me up in knots: this is my first assessment grading after my NS stint, and I want to set it off with a huge surge. You know, like blitzkrieg. George Bush would have called it “shock and awe”. I just hope I don’t give myself the shock by awing the world with a fail grade.

Filed under: Current Affairs, General