<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3943016951320736524</id><updated>2012-01-12T08:08:14.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kid you not</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3943016951320736524/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kid you not</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059596335294843858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3943016951320736524.post-294905379444739187</id><published>2007-12-06T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T11:21:23.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGITA Ep 3...</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...my first army excursion with the platoon to the woods. An excursion filled with exciting sights, sounds, dirt and stupidity. Well...come to think of it, it was not so much of sights and sounds because all you could see was green and brown (including your mates) and "Kroo! Kroo! Kroo!". So it was all dirt and stupidity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our objective: learn how not to die early, when going to war, in the woods of Singapore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method of achieving objective: Use leaves and other natural stuff so that the so called 'enemy' would not be able to see you that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...sounds easy enough. But it's always easier said than done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to a lecture filled with grammatical errors and limited vocabulary, sitting on damp grass and playing with the grasshoppers, our soaked bums finally got a rest from taking in all that water through their cheeks. However, such a relief was short lived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK GENTLEMEN! GET READY TO GO INTO THE WOODS! WHILE WE WAIT FOR THE SUN TO SET, TOUCH UP ON THAT CAMOUFLAGE OF YOURS! SOME OF YOU LOOK LIKE YOU HAVE A P*$%* ON YOUR FACE! ALL PINK AND STUFF!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...that wasn't necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AND SOME INSECT REPELLANT TOO! UNLESS YOU WANT THE MOSQUITOES TO GET FAT AND HAPPY!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. So we went about our business until..."AH!!!!!!!! SARJEN (Actual spelling is sergeant)! LIONEL (Not his real name. Even if it was, you wouldn't know.) IS PUTTING INSECT REPELLANT IN HIS EYES!" And the sergeant said "HUH?!" and dashed towards him like a kindergarden teacher to a boy who just swallowed his bottle of art glue. "SIAO BOH!" "HAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!" "CONFIRM BLIND ONE LIKE BIRD!" said the rest. "YOU CRAZY OR WHAT?! AND WHY YOUR FACE ALL BLACK?! GREEN FIRST LAH A**, THEN BLACK!" scolded the sergeant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, before I go on further, the reason why all the speech bubbles are in capital letters is because everyone's shouting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OUCH!" I screamed. "STOP LAH!" "WHAT'S GOING ON NOW?! OI!" said sergeant. " HE'S POKING MY BUTT WITH THE BARREL OF HIS RIFLE AND HEADBUTTING IT AS WELL SARJEN!" I said. "OI! STOP IT! STOP IT! BEFORE YOU SLEEP OVER THIS WEEKEND! NOW SHUT UP! SHUT UP! THE SUN IS SETTING!" So, we paid our respects to the setting sun, or according to the army, practice our night discipline, and kept quiet. So far, it was already night but we were not disciplined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHHHH!" as we went into the woods. "shut up lah...." "Eeee, but got shit..." "WHERE?! WHERE?!" "i said shut up right..." "how you know it's shit...not smelly what..." "but it's different in colour from the mud..." " oi! i said shut up right..." "SHHHH!!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later..."Eeee...got centipede! Got centipede!" "WHERE?! WHERE?!" "eh! you all ah...where's your night discipline...?! Better shut up before you get it from me back at the company line you understand...! Centipede never disturb you what...! You get scared for what...?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that fiasco, it was time to go back. "you, you, you and you...take out your torchlights. put it on your helmets." "eh! don't shine the lights at my eyes leh...&lt;br /&gt;!" "where sia my torchlight...?!" "point the torchlight forward lah...point upwards for what...?! Want to see bird ah...?!" "hehehehehehehe..." "oi...! put torchlight also want to make noise...! it's still dark you know...!" "SHHHH!!!!" "so much noise lah...! Go back confirm kena one...!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? We were in trouble because we slept quite late that night. And we slept with aching muscles- not from the excursion but from doing all those push-ups that followed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly&lt;br /&gt;TGITA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;
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They had their own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;idiosyncrasies&lt;/span&gt;. Some of them could be called nerds while others were just plain scary or irritating. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some examples include those who labeled their belongings excessively. And I mean excessively. They labeled their shoes - both sides, they labeled their toothbrush, they labeled their shaver, they labeled their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ziplock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bags that held these items and yes, they labeled the bag that stored the labels. Talk about ownership.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some bathed with their underwear on - afraid of others seeing their twig and berries. While others washed their dirty laundry without wearing anything. So, as they manually washed their dirty laundry, their bells were jingling away to the tunes of Christmas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there were those who can't help but be the rash under &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; armpits - downright irritating. Talk about practising good hygiene habits! They powdered their boots EVERY SINGLE time they wore it, they powdered their underwear before they wore it AND after, and they powdered their slippers. Oh yes, these few also genuinely believed that the prickly heat they were using during their powdering rituals would repel poisonous snakes. Why and how? Grab a can of prickly heat and go figure. Hint: It is in the trademark.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleeping habits also varied amongst individuals. Some of them snored while others coughed incessantly. Some of them slept on the bedsheets while others ended up sleeping between the bed and the sheets. Some woke up on time while others woke up in time. Orders that were as clear as daylight blew by like the carefree wind: " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; gentlemen, tomorrow reveille at 5.00 a.m. Breakfast at 5.15 a.m". Instead, to them it sounds like this: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; gentlemen, tomorrow wake up anytime you like before 5.15 a.m and then we can take our own time to eat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;?" Anyway, who eats at an ungodly hour like that! If it provides us with the energy for our morning training, I highly doubt so because what went in through our mouths came right back out at the other end in a matter of minutes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, to you, this may seem like ranting. But these horrible habits of theirs will soon take a toll on me and even affect our training. And if the latter happens, I would be held responsible. Why? Because I was to become their platoon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt; . And I was to take up that role for a VERY long time.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours truly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TGITA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;
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Lets forget about what equipment I received during my army stint, the uncomfortable ice breaking amongst strangers from all parts of the island and of course, the 'too-much-information-regarding-what-I-did-in-the army-till-my-girlfriend-nearly-falls-asleep-on-our-date-and-is-on-the-verge-of-dumping-me-and-associating-me-with-all-the-men-that-have-transformed-into-a-dull-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dumbdud ' &lt;/span&gt;journey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lets talk about the people in my platoon; and the kind of trouble or nonsense they subject themselves to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But lets set the background first...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am no ordinary soldier. I am a special soldier. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what the army medically classifies me as. So. I am special because I need special attention, in terms of training, and not because I was born perfect like a Spartan. I am considered the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;infirmed&lt;/span&gt;, the sick or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beancurd&lt;/span&gt;. In short, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PES&lt;/span&gt; C recruit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;According to the army I can't do much really. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;strenuous&lt;/span&gt; activity (Yeah!), no real emphasis on my physicality (Yeah!) and no real physical punishment (Yeah!). Sounds real good already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So you might think that I might have a missing limb or a missing organ or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ebola&lt;/span&gt; or something physically or biologically damaging or destructive. But no. I am perfectly fine. Its just my eyes. And no, the colour of my eyes aren't black. Its just that my lenses are rather...used. Therefore, I need my 'really thick' glasses. Other than that I am fine. I can stand. I can march. I can jump. I can run. I can squat. I can carry heavy things. I can carry light things. I can carry dangerous things. I can even be exposed to sunlight; and other substances, filthy or not. See... I AM FINE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So how did I end up being in such a medical classification. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; because on a rainy and cold day, I, without really giving much thought about the medical screening and in the state of '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;blurness&lt;/span&gt;', told the medical officer that I wanted to be in such a classification. Well, its not my fault really because he asked me if I wanted to be downgraded in a manner of asking whether a sugar-hungry child wanted candy. 'Can I give you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;PES&lt;/span&gt; C?' said the officer. 'Sure!' I answered. But heck! I didn't know what I agreed to after he squirted some medical concoction into my eyes that fogged it for almost 2 hours! And yes, I went home with a cloudy vision and I had to flag every damn bus that comes along, hoping that it's the correct one. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I was lucky that I was classified as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;PES&lt;/span&gt; Crazy and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;PES&lt;/span&gt; Creepy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt; yes....the latter is much worse of than those of my type. The latter looks and behaves like they are part of the Nightmare Before Christmas cast. And trust me, they don't need any costumes or professional acting classes to play the part. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; all year round for them! For now, lets not focus on them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, as you can see, that's the reason why, for my case, the people I was with and what they did, will be in the limelight of my journey.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Other than that, I really love my girlfriend and friends...yeah...really...because I really wouldn't want to bore them to death or drive them away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;TGITA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;
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But little did he know, that such excitement was not shared by his peers. He was excited because this was his last day at the record store - working at least. But his peers did not bother about that fact, let alone want to know the reason why. He was excited because he thought he would receive a farewell gift. But such expectations were too unrealistic. So, instead, he was excited about receiving a decent goodbye. A word of mouth. But he did not receive it. He received nothing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On that particular day, his name did not even appear on the work schedule. He was confused. Checked. But did not get an accurate answer. He wanted to turn back and leave. Head for the comforts of home. But he felt compelled to stay. To indulge himself in music. To get to know new releases. To get lost in between the sound waves of loneliness. To have this first hand experience one last time. So, he decided to work, knowing really well how the day at work will go by, knowing how the day at work will end and knowing that his peers will not really take notice. After all, he is an asset. An expandable asset. An asset that has been expanded, he suspected, as he encountered new faces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He stared at the new faces. They stared back and gave a polite smile. He smiled back. They were much more friendly than the faces he had already knew since last year. He puts on his dusty t-shirt. Swiped in. And went through the heavy door that separates peace and chaos. Once again, he was thrown into a world filled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fickle mindedness&lt;/span&gt;, filled with stubborn and headstrong people, filled with people who made him miserable and filled with people who blamed him if they could not or did not get what they want. Once again, he was just there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so he took up his position behind the counter. He began his day like any other day. Like the rest of his patriotic peers...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: 101011110101010 11010111010101110 1101001&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jfgksbvlhvepvihje&lt;/span&gt;;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nv&lt;/span&gt;;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jeovjk&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vnfvn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: 1101000101110 110111?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hbvchkdf&lt;/span&gt;-----&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;djbsjkbcmndc&lt;/span&gt;++++=2433&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jbckdjccdj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: Really?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: That's right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: 1011110 1101011101010100111 011101011110 11101011&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gdftfldfjkvvmdvovdldc&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dol&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ddl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ljsdkfdndkcnd&lt;/span&gt;1021254&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dsjbsdlssvljkvvd&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: 1110111 1110110000101111 0111011!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;fadkngisbfsklj&lt;/span&gt; 1010140101014254114050214251 ******** &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jabaljdj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Never mind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: I'm sorry and good luck. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day was filled with bleeps and bloops. With twangs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tooks&lt;/span&gt;. Click and clangs. And swish and swoops. He was just there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: 1010001110101110101000110101 0100101011110101010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sgdsbdksfffj&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sldjsnuiioeopenfkj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: 101110101 1000 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;HMV&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;HMV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;gbfdfdfnm&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;kjdsjdsdjfdkdmcl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: 11011 0111? 11101110 110000111100111011?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: I don't think so. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: 1101000 000101 1110101010111 111101010000 10011001&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;fabvdsjdhsklcghccusnksscmi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;sksjdocmscgcls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;jsdsndo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: I don't believe you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: It's OK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was exhausted. Suddenly, he realised something. He realised that the record store had already given him a gift. Even though a price was tagged to it, he had considerable discounts when purchasing them. This gift was priceless to him and he would not mind paying a bomb after discovering something he truly believed in. The record store constantly supplied him with the gift. The record store provided him with the advantageous link for his fix. The gift spoke to him in every way. The gift was in the form of music. And it was in the form of a band...And it kept him company there. Supplying him oxygen and patience...And then everything there made sense....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: 10101110101011 0100101110 101001001 010101 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;gjakbckjbccdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;nk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;nljdjbdcn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;kdnckdjkmdkml&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Radiohead&lt;/span&gt; are my idols!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: 1010011110111 010100101110 110101 Are they good?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;sgvdskdbksh&lt;/span&gt; They are the best! You should try it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: Let me have a listen to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: Sure!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer:......................................................I'll take it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: Excellent!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So the time passed. And his shift was nearing the end....until...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: Excuse me. Do you sell the record store's t-shirt?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: I'm sorry?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: I mean the t-shirt you are wearing. Do you sell it? I want to buy it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: 101101010101100 100101010111 0101010 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;shdbakbskcbsccbckbcyuepjnxhzgh&lt;/span&gt; 101110 110101011011001 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ahagjsbcccsjusn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customer: Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then it was over. Just like that. He is never going to work there again. He turned the key to his locker and locked it....he left some messages and then he was gone....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record Guy: Yeah, like I was ever there in the first place.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-THE END-        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;
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&lt;!--End iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3943016951320736524-5455466374049672973?l=lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com/feeds/5455466374049672973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3943016951320736524&amp;postID=5455466374049672973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3943016951320736524/posts/default/5455466374049672973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3943016951320736524/posts/default/5455466374049672973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com/2007/06/mqfw_25.html' title='MQFW'/><author><name>kid you not</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059596335294843858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3943016951320736524.post-6571178162893916802</id><published>2007-06-20T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T17:52:21.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Article from The RJ Occasional!</title><content type='html'>MINI SERIES GETS A SLAMMING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reported by - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Riconstin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jaksten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Less than a week after M.R Production, a subsidiary and entertainment arm of kid you not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pte&lt;/span&gt; Ltd, offered a public apology to the fans of the comedy cult series 'The Guy that Works at the Record Store', the said subsidiary received yet another round of public outrage. But this time, those cries are not from ardent fans of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;abovementioned&lt;/span&gt; cult series. Instead, these cries come from concerned members of the public demanding a ban in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;subsidiary's&lt;/span&gt; latest mini-series, 'Thoughts From A Little Monster in My Head'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The said mini-series spans approximately 5 minutes per episode and it is usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;broadcasted&lt;/span&gt;, on Creative Central, in between a television programme that has just ended and another programme that is about to begin. Furthermore, these mini-series are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;broadcasted&lt;/span&gt; during times when '...children are still awake...', complained &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Riyu&lt;/span&gt; Joy, a full-time housewife taking care of 3 children aged 4, 6 and 9. ' I didn't like the mini-series. It's so graphic and disturbing. Even though I can roughly understand each episode's plot or bottom line and the children can't, the images and sounds accompanying each episode is enough to give the children nightmares!' she commented further.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The mini-series is indeed morbid and dark- from the short &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;story lines&lt;/span&gt; to the images and music &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;portraying&lt;/span&gt; them. When I asked Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Riyt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Juty&lt;/span&gt;, director and producer of the said mini-series, he casually and un&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;apologetically&lt;/span&gt; explains, ' The team of writers and poets that work on this mini-series are highly sensitive people. Sensitive to their environments. Sensitive to events &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;occurring&lt;/span&gt;. Sensitive about their work. But their intentions are not malicious or destructive. They believe in art as a medium of expressing life's truths. And that's what we are doing and that's what we are trying to achieve.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what about the images? The sounds even? When I asked this question, Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Riyt&lt;/span&gt; immediately shoots back an answer or rather answering through a question, ' What good would art be if it were to deliberately hide things? If the truth is obvious, art should also be frank about it. The expression might be abstract or confusing but the bottom line can always be seen and/or heard. And, in our mini-series, such truths are frank, seen and heard.' After that, I grew scared and tried to back down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In addition, I also decided to approach M.R Production, their sponsor and mastermind. Mr Rico &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Josty&lt;/span&gt;, spokesperson for the subsidiary said that '...they receive numerous complaints from members of the public...' and that '...kid you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Pte&lt;/span&gt; Ltd told us to handle the case with care and remedy the matter as soon as possible...'. 'The company and us are working closely to tone down the negative impact of the mini-series. We are also approaching the team of writers and poets as well as the director and producer of the mini-series so that they could understand our position and probably alter their work.' continued Mr Rico. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But can that group of highly sensitive people take this criticism? Can they now acknowledge and accept such truths about their work? Would they alter their work for the sake of the sensitive public? Only time will tell and only the truth can withstand the pressure. But at the moment, the show still goes on - to the horror of parents and to the delight of the arty farty. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;
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&lt;!--End iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3943016951320736524-7159555484037622786?l=lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com/feeds/7159555484037622786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3943016951320736524&amp;postID=7159555484037622786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3943016951320736524/posts/default/7159555484037622786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3943016951320736524/posts/default/7159555484037622786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com/2007/06/mqfw_1035.html' title='MQFW'/><author><name>kid you not</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059596335294843858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3943016951320736524.post-5579348307311534266</id><published>2007-06-19T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T16:06:35.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MQFW</title><content type='html'>And you can laugh,&lt;br /&gt;Your spineless laugh,&lt;br /&gt;We hope your reason and wisdom choke you,&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;We are one,&lt;br /&gt;In everlasting peace.&lt;br /&gt;We hope,&lt;br /&gt;That you choke,&lt;br /&gt;That you choke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-taken from the song Exit Music [For A Film] from the album OK Computer by Radiohead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;
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The error was in the form of an announcement stating that the series was the '..second last episode of Season 1...' However, M.R Productions corrected and clarified the above statement to be the '...second last episode of the Final Season...' instead. This news came as a rude shock and exploded into cries of outrage from audiences worldwide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr Rico &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Josty&lt;/span&gt;, spokesperson for M.R Productions, was there to offer the company's apologies and he was in attendance together with the Director and Producer of the series, Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Milanger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ricop&lt;/span&gt;. Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Milanger&lt;/span&gt; explained that the series had to come to an end after season one '...because of low viewership ratings, availability of plots and agreement &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;constraints&lt;/span&gt; with the cast of the show...' But the company has future plans for the lead, or notoriously known as 'the record guy' in that series. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'The record guy' has apparently signed a two year contract for a new reality comedy series entitled 'That Guy in the Army'. The series is naturally and obviously about life in the army. It is also produced and directed by Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Milanger&lt;/span&gt;. Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Milanger&lt;/span&gt; however did not give further details on the new cast or the number of episodes and seasons the series will possibly entail. But it was announced that the first episode and season of the said series will premier probably around 27 July or later this year. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another welcoming news for 'the record guy', and probably his fans, is that he will be playing the lead role in the murder-mystery-suspense-thriller movie called 'The Story of Mr Donny Dill'. 'He is a very flexible and versatile actor. I met him personally and I am more than impressed with his attitude and methodology in acting. It's been a blast having him on set and working with him has been a professional bliss.' And so it was said by Mr M. Ric &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jillerfer&lt;/span&gt;, an Award winning director for 'Two Hills' and 'The Pigs of Society'. 'He was perfect for the lead role and I think his dark humour and his harsh and witty personality also won him the hearts of many female fans!' laughed Mr Ric. When I asked 'the record guy' how he felt when he chosen for the part, he smiled and said 'I'm happy and I'll just stuff and f*** myself with oily food if I mess this opportunity!' The film is said to be released in the form of small scenes that will be accessible on the company's official kid you not website and it's official release date will be on 1 July 2007. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In addition, so as not to disappoint fans of 'The Record Guy that Works at the Record Store' , M.R Productions will invest $16.5 million (or approximately around 15 hours per week) in the excavation of '...ancient episodes...'. Part of that amount, around $8.6 million, was granted by the Ministry of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;MRJ&lt;/span&gt; Blog Creativity to finance this project seen as '...a potential search for a pure and raw art form...' Every find, whenever found, will be released on the company's official website as well. The episodes will thus be periodical and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Despite despairing news and dismal response, it is once again a bright and giggly future for the fans of 'the record guy'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;
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&lt;!--End iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3943016951320736524-5166155094587040363?l=lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com/feeds/5166155094587040363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3943016951320736524&amp;postID=5166155094587040363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3943016951320736524/posts/default/5166155094587040363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3943016951320736524/posts/default/5166155094587040363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeshardtolaughat.blogspot.com/2007/06/mqfw.html' title='MQFW'/><author><name>kid you not</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059596335294843858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3943016951320736524.post-5993242982406468294</id><published>2007-06-04T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T16:16:25.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the guy that works at the record store...episode 9 (2nd last episode of the Final Season)</title><content type='html'>Experiences were scarce but it was nonetheless entertaining, and emotionally excruciating, for the record guy when such instances were encountered. This one makes Twilight Zone look like Disneyland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine a quiet room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A room too quiet that you can hear a pin drop. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it is not exactly silent. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can hear faint voices singing in the background. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can hear instruments playing its slow and morose scores.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tempo and rhythm-bleak and morbid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sudden burst of sound came from the outside and you sigh in relief knowing that your hearing has not been impaired yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone else in the room walks elegantly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They don't talk. They never talk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only sound coming from them is the creaking of the wooden floor created from their footwear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They communicate through cold ways: speaking with their eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your greetings echoes back through rigid and fierce nods from them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your smiles fade when you look at their blank faces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After such an emotional void devours your beating heart, they are gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But their aura lingers around - keeping you company in that room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keeping you in that room. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cannot escape because someone has to be the host.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because there are guests.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you have been selected as the host.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone else was suppose to be there instead of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until it was confessed that you were the one that was suppose to rescue that someone else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now nobody wants to take your place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody wants to rescue you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most of all, nobody wants to be in that room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's going to take all day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time is not your ally at this moment&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You feel your ears and skin slowly decay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your brain electrocutes itself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Headache.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then migraine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Followed by nausea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally phobia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you could only imagine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The record guy was actually there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In that room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till his time ends. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the Classical and Jazz Room. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;
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Yes people. 18. Not 1, not 2, not even a merciful 5. But 18! Dear god, what sins have the record guy committed that deserves such a punishment?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Can you check for me whether all these bands have singles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(All? Did he just say all ? So the record guy obliged and painstakingly searched one...by one...by one....by one and the answers were all the same: No. Out of stock. No longer in production. But no... it didnt stop there...As long as there is man, Satan is always nearby.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Can you check all of them again? You know, double confirm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(KNNCCB.....echoed the inner voice of the record guy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Something wrong with your database ah? Why everytime dont have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Guy: Because there's no demand for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: But I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Guy: Then its only you. You speak for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Can I order it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Guy: Dude, why dont you just get the album? We have all the albums of the bands that you are looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: It's not exclusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Guy: Then fine. You can order it but there's no guarantee that it will arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Dont you guys know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Guy: No. We dont. We are the middle man not the manufacturer, the producer or the supplier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Nevermind. I still want to order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Guy: Dont tell me all 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Can check again for me. I want to choose which one to order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(So the record guy checked...again...and he ended up wanting 6 of the titles that were searched.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Guy: You have to pay a deposit. $60 in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: So much! Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Guy: Because it's alot of cds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(With the help of a good samaritan, one of record guy's colleague did the orders.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: When it arrives, then what happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Guy: IF it comes, we will call you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Shall I call you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Guy: No you shall not. We will call you. Do not call us. Never ever do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Oh ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Oh yeah, just for the record, this whole ordeal lasted about 45 minutes. In real time of course.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;
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Yes, the Ministry has done alot and indeed, some of the reforms that it has carried out were commendable. This includes helping needy students to cope with school fees, constantly revising the teaching materials that are already available to the students and expanding polytechnic courses so that they are 'industry-relevant'. However, the times are changing, the number of teachers in the system are dwindling and the mindset of students are evolving. Is it time for the Ministry to respond once more to the ever-changing landscape of education? More importantly, can the teachers withstand the Ministry's pressure and do the students have the will and discipline to meet such educational expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the secondary education level, teachers are struggling to reach out to the students. Students on the other hand are easily bored with what they are learning in the classroom. Hence, education falls on deaf ears. But the problem does not end here. Teachers are constantly being pressurized by their Head of Departments and their Principals to up the standards of their school and they in turn are pressurized by the highly competitive environment that the Ministry has created. Furthermore, being teachers these days is no walk in the park. Their job scope these days encompasses from being an administration manager to a therapist and from being an event organizer to crowd control. Students are also trying to find a place in this 'book smart' system. They crave for freedom and flexibility. They yearn for expression and individualism. They are stuck in an environment where creativity is hardly appreciated and where one's worth is determined by their academic standards. So, how do they on the other hand respond? The teachers leave the system and the students, like most teenagers, retaliate through ill behaviour in and out of the classroom. In my opinion, this is indeed unhealthy for the system. How are we going to educate and progress when the gears constantly needs to be replaced and oiled, and its products lack in social and ethical quality and responsibilty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At post-secondary education level, the Ministry has clearly established a sense of academic hierarchy. It is true that the Ministry is trying to help students of varying academic capabilities and thus, giving opportunities for all to succeed and find a good place in the working world. However, with this classification of the student's prowess in the world of academia brings about another problem: stereotyping. In the eyes of the Singapore society, if you do not make it to a Junior College, you have to settle for second best, which are the Polytechnics. If you still cannot make it to the latter, then it is the dumping zone for you, which are the ITEs or Institute of Technical Education. Why does the society, including the students, parents and even our very own education officers, view the education system in such a way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, it all boils down to the amount of emphasis and attention that the Ministry gives to students who can make it to the top tier of the system. The odds of a Polytechnic or an ITE graduate entering local university is almost as slim as the latest handphone. The reasons given by the local universities include syllabus differences and the level and depth of the academic skills acquired during the term of their study. So it then follows that success stories of Polytechnic or ITE graduates entering into local universities are seen as exemplary, newsworthy and 'against all odds'. Are students of Junior Colleges that superior? Or did we perceive it to be that way? Recent surveys and articles show starting salaries of Polytechnic and ITE graduates gradually increasing. This implies that the work standards expected out of these graduates also increases. This also means that Polytechnics and ITEs need to keep up with the expectations of the relevant industries- be it in terms of syllabus or work ethics. But knowing that Polytechnic and ITE education is industry specific, would it account for nothing in the eyes of local universities compared to those holding an A-level certificate? Wouldnt these students have a better say in what truly aspires them or what they are passionate about when it comes to pursuing their further studies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, there is an evolution of mentality in today's youth. Students prefer to go to Polytechnics or ITEs so that they could escape the stress that is notoriously associated with the Junior College system. A handful of them have matured and know early in life their intended career path and wish to pursue it through specific courses available in the various Polytechnics or ITEs. And these students are not just or limited to your ordinary O level hopefuls but your top students scoring an outstanding single digit in their main examinations! It is also worth noting that certain courses in the Polytechnics and ITEs require very good or if not, outstanding grades at O levels upon entry! Some examples would include a Diploma in Hospitality, a Diploma in Communication and Mass Media, a Diploma in Biotechnology, a Diploma in Law and some Higher Nitec courses. This is not a sign of a trend but of a shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that leaves us with certain questions. Can and will the Ministry respond to such changes? Should it even do so? If it does, it is necessary and can the people affected by it cope with such changes? Can there be a shift in the way our society view our education system? Can there be a balance between maintaing the need for different educational qualifications and the need for meritocracy and equality? Where does the problem actually lie? Is it our teachers? Students? Parents? Or dare we question the viability of the Ministry's education policies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of things are for sure. The teachers are tired. The students are restless. The Polytechnics and ITEs are catching up and fighting for recognition equal to that of their Junior College counterparts. The local universities are harder to get into these days for the locals. It is the Ministry who has a major educational influence and impact on Singapore's society. And the Ministry is still stuck in the mentality of the old world and struggling to understand the idiosyncracies of today's youth. It is time for change you say? I say 'What kind of change?'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebMusic.com Code --&gt;
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