I don't know what's wrong with the input form in Blogger but whatever it is is making me type in plain text.

My sis was asking me the other day why discrimination existed, because she had a male colleague who got kicked out of his house by his dad for having a Malay Muslim girlfriend. This elicited an uncharacteristically profound response from me, involving evolutionary theory and our tribal past. Not to mention a hypothesis that the same instinct to discriminate is probably equally responsible for loyalty. Therefore, until the day that discrimination actually becomes detrimental to human survival, it's likely to stick around for some time.

Class outing on Friday was a blast. Peixuan, Yoch, Guangyuan, Junrong, Khaiphang, Xiuli, Swees, Victor/En Qi turned up! Glad to see that none of us has changed in the least bit. I believe we're all past the age where we change too drastically. Character-wise. Anyway as it turned out I was in an antagonistic sort of mood. But it's all in good fun :D

Tuition isn't all it's cracked up to be. I could've watched a movie this evening, or ran, or gymmed, but no I have to face 7 kids simultaneously clamouring for attention. I'm seriously beginning to wonder if the $25/hr rate is worth it all. And the fact that that tuition centre crook is taking $250 from me this month isn't helping one bit.

Thing is, I don't know exactly how much me and Jeryle are actually helping those poor souls. Every time we go there, they are flooded with homework. Homework that doesnt even help. I mean, what's the use of learning all those idioms if your vocab and grammar are still screwed? So it's damned if we go through their homework, damned if we don't and focus on something else. Oh and don't even get me started on the fact that they're putting an 11-year old kid with the other sec 2s. Somebody out there has a devious scheme, and we've unwittingly become a part of it.

Two really amazing live performances.

all gone?

my computer died on me yesterday and now it won't start up..I wonder if all the recordings/fruity loops compositions are gone =X

Thanks to Jenhan, I now have things to do with my obscenely free time! I'm giving tuition to a group of 8 indon kids near my workplace. Perfect. Now I can splurge guilt-free (:

Everything in my life seems to be in place at the moment, except for uni apps. 1.5 years and I still haven't figured out what I want to do. what to do when all the courses offered are so friggin boring and the only interesting ones dont give you an iron rice bowl?
I haven't figured out for myself whether teaching would appeal to me. At the moment I'm pretty neutral about it. I can't understand why there are people out there who are so darned sure teaching isn't their cup of tea. For that matter, I don't understand how anyone decides whether anything is their cup of tea, if they haven't actually done it.

Sufjan Stevens is good stuff. Excellent stuff, in fact. So very melancholic. I shall post the lyrics to one of my faves from him, for a lark:

His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's T-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things
Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
Twenty-seven people, even more
They were boys with their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God
Are you one of them?

He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took of all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss
On the mouth

And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look beneath the floorboards
For the secrets I have hid

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