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When I grow up, I want to be a sociologist.

It isn't that long before I grow up, but it's never too late to have a new interest.

I know I'd suck at being one.

But isn't it amazing, to be studying the Singaporean Society.

It's a bad thing to mislead little girls into the wrong toilet. Having witnessed a small boy mislead his female schoolmate into another entrance to a circular shaped toilet, I can't help but to wonder if he did it out of pure innocence or with an ulterior motif in mind.



Today I learned not to say " It Just Tastes Better" when you're girlfriend just ate Burger King and you stole a kiss from her.
Bad, Bad, Bad.

Comparing my Ez Link card photo and my IC photo and the photo I took today.
I realised.

Thatm aybe, just maybe.

I never had puberty.

Something happened somewhere, somehow.

Today I realised,
Im so small and insignificant that even bus drivers won't stop for me.

on days like these,
i wonder if i deserve paying the student fare

what seems like a joke to you may just be a joke on yourself

One more week,
God knows what happens in one week's time.
Or what will happen to me,
Or if I find a website made for me.

A website like "Faiz is 18.com"
And find live webcam feeds from my room.
"Watch recently legal virgin boys here"
Man, that would be sick.


Back to the topic, it's on days like these, that gets me thinking of what I want in the future. I want a personal vehicle. I shall not mention what because I bet everyone would be laughing at me thinking that the only time I will get it will be when I'm on my deathbed. Or when I'm too old and I need a motorised tricycle to make my way around the house.

More importantly, I'd just want a stable job and a neat little house on the 20th floor or something. Come on, let's just be reasonable for once. We are, afterall, in Singapore. If everyone's buying landed property, who's going to live in HDB flats?

But anyway, I think I have a clear (but rather myopic) vision of what I want in the future.


And the future's just a week away.

Mum bought me The Lost Symbol for my early birthday present.
Stop asking me when my birthday is, if you don't know, chances are, you won't know.

The feeling was orgasmic. I know I haven't had an orgasm before but I guess an orgasm feels as good as getting a new book.
I've finished reading all Dan Brown books and boy, was I turned on when i read the Wiki article on The Lost Symbol. Dan Brown's interest in cryptography is probably the only reason why I would reach climax reading his books.

I'm only planning to read it after Mid Course. I know my school has the tendency to glorify the exams and label them with names not associated with education. Take for example Summer Test, or Mid Course. And no, Mid Course has nothing to do with dining.

But for those of you lucky enough to make it past the first year, you'll face the Block test. Not much of a fancy name, but I guess school gave up trying to come up with names for the last two internal examinations and just refer to them as Prelims 1 and 2.


Pray that I make it out alive.


Exam stress = nonsense post

Today was definitely a first.


Meeting your girlfriend's parents can be quite a nerve wrecking/racking/wracking experience because it more or less means that you have to behave and go on a date with your girlfriend's parents. It being my first time, I  had to be a well behaved boy, something already natural to me (haha). Of course, there are, on certain occasions that I had to act confident and "abang-abang" -lish.

Now, THAT, we all know that I'm not.
Nevertheless, my acting was Hollywood standard.



5m

There's more to visiting other than the food, the money and the over dramatized practise of seeking forgiveness.

Confident fathers and sole breadwinners, men with gray hair and rough voices, all of them can't escape from talking about the economy, the government, politics and life in Singapore. But what do they know?

Common topics include the recession, taxes and government policies, PAP and property prices.

But just like any poorly developed GP essay, their arguments are weakly substantiated and are backed up by fake data.


And on days like these, you just sit down and wonder, the beauty of argument.

It's one of those days, where you tried to sleep the night before but only find yourself checking the time and notice that what seemed like 5 minutes was actually an hour, maybe two. In the end I spent time watching tv, eating and trying my best to catch up with sleep.

On a lighter note, I "woke up" today feeling happy yet tired, excited yet sleepy. Contradicting, yes, but things like these, you'll know when you know, you know? It's not everyday that you go to school without having a night's rest (because you just can't) and you have to spend your morning with a kick-ass friend. What a good way to start the day.

I realise that I think more when I'm sleepy. For example, I came to the conclusion that The Principal installed the new revolving gates to enter the school, just because that's the only way we can witness our school students queueing up to enter school - a rare sight, considering our student's attitude towards school.

I'm such a pussy when it comes to my own belongings. Like how my 3 years-old laptop outived it's wire. Or how I knocked my spectacles back into shape when it got dented.

I'm already falling asleep right now and I don't think it's because I'm boring. I think I've done a lot of thinking in a day.
Well done Faiz, I'm proud of you.

So there's this Gilette advertisement.
Man in diner, Man sees girl, Man goes "damn, I have hair on my face" in his head.
Man looks at girl, girl engrossed with whatever she's doing.
Then the picture of a flying shave, bright colours and music.

At the end of the day, guy gets clean shave, gets the girl.



Lesson learnt today: Shave before your dates.

That reminds me, I have one tomorrow.

Must. Shave.

No one likes being being turned away or shut off. Especially from those who you'd consider close.
But what the heck.

If only it was easy to completely quit bad habits, I'm sure HPB would endorse me in advertisements to promote healthy, tobacco-free living. It's not difficult, but it sure is challenging. It's like driving a four-wheel drive on a tight rope. Hard, but not impossible, if only the tightrope was 10 metres wide.

It's fun to see Malays infest offices in Malay dramas. It's a sight we will never get to see in real life. The only time we get to see an equivalent number of Malays gathered together with a common goal in life is at "Lepak" hotspots.

No profit-maximising firm would hire more than 3 Malays because the law of diminishing marginal returns would set in after the third Malay hired into the labor force.

I took the liberty to add the link to the Wiki page about the law of diminishing marginal returns.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Law_of_diminishing_marginal_returns


Before I deviate even further from my topic, I should start writing content related to the title.
So here goes.


If not for penal code 377A, I would have probably gone out with a guy, maybe two. But nevertheless, one of them would have been him.

Very few people translate their words into actions and even fewer would prefer to carry things out without saying a word. Lo and behold, he's the minority within that minority. Despite criticism and harsh comments from friends he would consider close, he will still stay close to those he would consider his friends. Nice and friendly, and amazingly appealing to many girls, it's no wonder I myself, can't resist bending my sexual orientation once in a while to enjoy innocent conversations with him. Take for example,

faiz says (10:25 PM):
*darling
faiz says (10:25 PM):
*full name you apa
n a s h says (10:26 PM):
*muhammad nashrudin bin jamaludin honey

If you can strike innocent conversations with guys like these, god knows how it would be if he was talking to a girl. Friends like these, are as rare as randomly flipping the yellow pages once and finding the name you were searching for. I know I sound gay now. It would be a wise idea to stop.

It's never too late to have new, new year resolutions. So before the year ends, this is the new list of new, new year resolutions. Have fun laughing at it.

Quit smoking
Grow taller
Study more


Easy and achievable
See you at the other side

Some people probably wouldn't pay attention to the words they say and are often being misled into thinking that freedom of speech entitles them to speak their mind, although unintelligently at times.

It's becoming a more common trend to blame the media for western influences instead of the rapid rate of globalisation and Singapore's desire to surface as one of the top countries in the world. As we open up ourselves to different cultures and traditions, it's becoming more of a challenge to preserve the Asian moral values we willingly uphold which we think is ideal, based on standards we came up with ourselves.

What's worse is when the society thinks they have the issue on western influences under control by coming up with public education campaigns and talks to educate the youth who are more prone to the unhealthy influences.

Well what do we know when it comes to foreign cultures and traditions ?

Trends, habits, phenomenon, pop-culture, you name it, activities such as premarital-sex, mutilation and eating disorders which have been popularized in western cultures seem harmful and damaging to the conservative Asian society. We have never accepted individuals who live by western values and often think that such people bring about instability to the well balanced and conservative Asian culture.

In our attempt to reclaim those we've lost to the western culture, we've extended our reach to retain the conservative Asian culture which based on our judgments are ideal and "right".

So much for a conservative society, our approach on such matters have always been direct, immature and seem more like an opportunity for hardcore Pro-Asian Values individuals to conduct personal attacks and display their dislike for western cultures and the people who adopted it.

We seldom realise how we talk to people out of unhealthy practices out of fear that their actions may poison the society and not harm themselves. To be conservative does not require us to weed out the few anomalies and discard them but rather to approach such situations cautiously and to ensure that the society as a whole is resistant to change instead of working in favour for the like-minded majority.

Compare the influences with Asian practices such as smoking Opium, gambling and drinking. Even though drink driving kills more than self mutilation or people suffering from eating disorders, we were never that hardcore when tackling our own fair share of bad Asian practices.


What's worse is that we handle such matters as though we have perfect knowledge of the entire depth of the situation. We preach Asian youths to embrace a conservative lifestyle without understanding their situation. It's even more contradictory that we require our youths to change into a state which they are reluctant to accept changes.

Like how talks on Sex Education are held in such a way that we should not regret the probability of being HIV positive instead of acting responsibly with consideration to your partner's life and possibly, your child's life. Rather than the conventional method to drill the idea of abstinence into youths.

Or how self-mutilation and eating disorders are shunned at as they are entirely new practices. We try to talk them out of it instead of understanding them or taking them back into a part of the society. We are discarding those we accuse of defecting from our "ideal" culture and traditions without offering them help.


At the end of the day, no matter how much we try to impress the world with how solid our conservative Asian values are, how deep the roots of our traditions and culture travel within us, we end up exposing the true level of maturity and how shallow we Asians are.

Even though we try steer clear from western influences, we can no longer run away from the fact that "freedom of speech" which has been popularized in western cultures has in fact been adopted in our own Asian society to cover up for the lack of thought for everything that we speak.

SMRT is opening up new job positions to the public. Now's my chance.



Studying overnight wouldn't help when you're sleepy (and not tired)and mumbling random words. Neither will it help if you order a Big Mac just after the cashiers flipped over the breakfast menu and try your luck by going down the counter before they change the whole menu.


I'm just too tired to tell remember if Maxwell Boltzman was the man who came up with the term for X-inefficiency. Either way, he's a genius

The recent talk about the national day song sounding unlike all other previous national day songs is a pretty trivial matter.

One one side, we find that Singaporeans would want slower, simpler and more meaningful lyrics that ignite patriotism. And often, we realize that majority of these people are from the older generation. The truth is, the highlight of any national day parade will always be the national day song. I for one, take national day songs a very serious matter. From Home to Where I Belong, We Are Singapore and Count On Me Singapore - just to name a few.

Previous national day songs ignite more than just patriotism, sometimes even the slightest feeling of nationalism. But what we see in this year's national day song is not like we have before. We see shots of the city in the morning, a man reading newspaper under the Fullerton Bridge, people exercising early in the morning in the middle of the city.

We probably wouldn't see things like these happening because very few people would want to travel so far to read papers and exercise because we wouldn't want to guess how early they have to wake up and take the train all the way to the city just for that. What I really see in the video is a mix up of what we see in neighborhood, in the middle of the city.

Other than that, the new song is definitely a new step away from the traditional national day songs. It's nice and a pretty decent piece of song by the local band but maybe the step away is just too big a step.

Be Satisfied But Not Contented.

If I could change my name it would be Le Chatelier. Other than it sounding like an exquisite French hotel, I guess the name itself would cause even the most prominent of all chemist tremble with fear.

Yet again, maybe not.

Wiki Le Chatelier's Principle and you'll find out that it more or less explains that,

If a chemical system at equilibrium experiences a change in concentration, temperature, volume, or partial pressure, then the equilibrium shifts to counter-act the imposed change.


Today however I feel that the principle goes beyond chemical systems and can be applied even outside the lab.
You take something away from any system at equilibrium and the whole system changes.

But today Le Chatelier is wrong.
The equilibrium doesn't change to counter-act that change.

Today my chemical system experienced a change.
I'm no longer in equilibrium.

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Hands up those who has helped a friend once.
Other hand up if you've been helping that friend more than once.

Sometimes it's just nice to help people out because apparently, I seem very much like a Customer Service counter staff. But on good days I'm either a food delivery man or a mule or maybe just the team loser (all groups need losers to make themselves look good).

But on every other day or weekend, no one just notices that at the end of the day you're just being used for personal gain and benefit and after some time they'll just throw you away like how kids throw away training wheels for bicycles before they move up to two wheels.

And it's usually on the day after that, will you then tell yourself that they are just the same like the others you didn't think they were.

My posts have been more serious.
Maybe I've just reached puberty and I'm really starting to mature.
Maybe I'm starting to take things more seriously. Maybe. Maybe not.

Only when I thought I was getting back my footing and I was going to pull myself back on track, I took longer than expected.
Results aren't what I expected either.
People aren't the way you last talked to them either.
All it takes is a little time, patience, understanding and to choose the right  words.


The key to earning something is not to convince it or to talk your way to it. Neither is it about getting it and just letting it be.
It's about working on it, spending time, and proving yourself how much you need and deserve it.
It takes a lot for you to step out and try something totally new, it takes alot more for you to change the things around you and not just get people to understand you.
Yes, you know who you are.