Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Edited quote:
"7 Reasons For Not Updating My Blog Often
1. I am plain LAZY.
2. I HATE you.
3. I am BUSY with school.
4. The COMPLEXITY of my mind does not allow me to commit myself to such low-level degrading work often.
5. Nobody ever BOTHERS to find out how interesting my life can and could possibly be like any other boring person.
6. 95% of visitors do not post comments.
7. I can't think of a 7th reason.
Goodbye and have a nice day.
I'll be updating soon."
"7 Reasons For Not Updating My Blog Often
1. I am plain LAZY.
2. I HATE you.
3. I am BUSY with school.
4. The COMPLEXITY of my mind does not allow me to commit myself to such low-level degrading work often.
5. Nobody ever BOTHERS to find out how interesting my life can and could possibly be like any other boring person.
6. 95% of visitors do not post comments.
7. I can't think of a 7th reason.
Goodbye and have a nice day.
I'll be updating soon."
Saturday, December 10, 2005
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The Truth and RV
A rant by me
Started on 10/11/05
Last Edit: 26/12/05
Most Likely Final
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Table of Contents:
Chapter I : Once Upon A Time
Chapter II : Status Quo With The Ho
Chapter III : Rendezvous At The Rabbit Tavern
Chapter IV : Counterspell
Chapter V : And They Lived Happily Ever After
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Chapter I : Once Upon A Time
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Qualified teachers are required to educate students. This is the rule of law in Singapore. In RV it is no different; countless hardworking and honest teachers are toiling just for us students. But is this the truth? Do our educators operate in the shadows? Do they really work hard just for us? Are they aliens!? I have given this issue much thought over a few days, and those few days were not squandered for I have come up with a theory. A conspiracy theory. And in the following chapters I will painstakingly lay out this theory for you, the reader.
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Chapter II : Status Quo With The Ho
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The frequency of carpark assemblies have been gradually increasing over the past few months. Often, an excuse is given - "Oh, the sky is blue," or "Meh, exams are coming and we do not want you to mug at the last minute so we called you down just to prevent you from studying.". These excuses would be gobbled by typical RV students, without care or concern, for their feeling of rightousness had been eroded away by the RV student culture. But what is the sinister reason behind all these lies? More opportunites to spread even more lies. News are cleverly paraphrased, the higher-ups seem to be able to even turn water into wine.Take for example, the news that RV was to become a 'thru-train' school was taken with much celebration - an open house was held(which many of us were forced to participate in - I will come to that later(maybe not)) and grand details about our new school campus to be built were given. But they had missed out a very important point. Where did the money the school had meticulously raised for almost 10 years disappered to? Our money from Cultural Night ticket sales? Our money from all the numerous class-initiated CIP projects? Our money from the fund-raising draw? Our money from the Walk-a-thon?
And this leaves one burning question remaining. WHERE DID OUR MONEY GO! The big shots have been very quiet about this matter, and I suppose it's for a very evil reason.
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Chapter III : Rendezvous At The Rabbit Tavern
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You see four people surround a lonesome boy. The room is smoky, and you can't make out their faces...
>Tell them something honest
You talk like a majestic Queen, and blabber about how majestic you are. Even though the words came out as something that would have been said by the world's most intelligent African Baboon.
>Tell them something honest
You spin around like a subservient chicken, tripping over your toes over the process.
>Tell a lie
You stand up like a warrior returning from his grave. A spotlight shines on you, piercing through the seemingly etheral smoke filling the dark room. You give your best speech ever in your life - Money, Power and How to Wield It Like a Psycopathic Overlord. You retreat to your cozy hole-up to a round of thunderous applause from the crowd you hired just a while ago.
Congralutions, you have won the School Political Simulator with a *S* Ranking!
Who knows, this game could very well be the reason why our teachers complain about the lack of time. And while improvements can be made and changes done, the lack of free speech in RV is disturbing. So disturbing, even slave-drivers of past will rise from their graves to protest(well maybe). What secrets lie beneth the photogenic shell of RV politics? Would it be a ghost? Or even a rogue organization run by an evil matriarch? I will now attempt to unravel this conspi--
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Chapter IV : Counterspell
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Loyal Slave casts "But the money will be used to fund our new campus!"
In response, you say "That's what will happen logically. But are our leaders logical?"
Hardworking Student casts "It's for our own good!"
In response, you yell "BULLSHIT! Look at all the amount of Pupil-At-Risks"
Mugging Mugger casts "MUG MUG MUgggsfdfdsaf"
In response, you retort "CUP CUP CUP CUP"
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Chapter V : And They Lived Happily Ever After
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The rules are set in stone. The only way to change them is to sneak in at night, dodging the newly bought security cameras' field of vision, and once the evil patrol dogs are tamed, you can take out your mega-zeta-chisel and slowly chip away the set regulations. And she will continue to live happily ever after.
END
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DISCLAMIER : The above article might be distressing for you. If you think you will be offended, violated, angered or disgusted by the above message, I hold no responsibility for what I have written. This is a personal view and is solely my own. At least I'm not spreading racist views, are you?
Footnote: I would have loved to write more, but I am totally terrified of their top secret blog-surfing division coming in at night to kill me. So for my own safety, I have decided to keep the final 3 chapters short.
The Truth and RV
A rant by me
Started on 10/11/05
Last Edit: 26/12/05
Most Likely Final
==================
Table of Contents:
Chapter I : Once Upon A Time
Chapter II : Status Quo With The Ho
Chapter III : Rendezvous At The Rabbit Tavern
Chapter IV : Counterspell
Chapter V : And They Lived Happily Ever After
---------------------------------------
Chapter I : Once Upon A Time
---------------------------------------
Qualified teachers are required to educate students. This is the rule of law in Singapore. In RV it is no different; countless hardworking and honest teachers are toiling just for us students. But is this the truth? Do our educators operate in the shadows? Do they really work hard just for us? Are they aliens!? I have given this issue much thought over a few days, and those few days were not squandered for I have come up with a theory. A conspiracy theory. And in the following chapters I will painstakingly lay out this theory for you, the reader.
---------------------------------------
Chapter II : Status Quo With The Ho
---------------------------------------
The frequency of carpark assemblies have been gradually increasing over the past few months. Often, an excuse is given - "Oh, the sky is blue," or "Meh, exams are coming and we do not want you to mug at the last minute so we called you down just to prevent you from studying.". These excuses would be gobbled by typical RV students, without care or concern, for their feeling of rightousness had been eroded away by the RV student culture. But what is the sinister reason behind all these lies? More opportunites to spread even more lies. News are cleverly paraphrased, the higher-ups seem to be able to even turn water into wine.Take for example, the news that RV was to become a 'thru-train' school was taken with much celebration - an open house was held(which many of us were forced to participate in - I will come to that later(maybe not)) and grand details about our new school campus to be built were given. But they had missed out a very important point. Where did the money the school had meticulously raised for almost 10 years disappered to? Our money from Cultural Night ticket sales? Our money from all the numerous class-initiated CIP projects? Our money from the fund-raising draw? Our money from the Walk-a-thon?
And this leaves one burning question remaining. WHERE DID OUR MONEY GO! The big shots have been very quiet about this matter, and I suppose it's for a very evil reason.
---------------------------------------
Chapter III : Rendezvous At The Rabbit Tavern
---------------------------------------
You see four people surround a lonesome boy. The room is smoky, and you can't make out their faces...
>Tell them something honest
You talk like a majestic Queen, and blabber about how majestic you are. Even though the words came out as something that would have been said by the world's most intelligent African Baboon.
>Tell them something honest
You spin around like a subservient chicken, tripping over your toes over the process.
>Tell a lie
You stand up like a warrior returning from his grave. A spotlight shines on you, piercing through the seemingly etheral smoke filling the dark room. You give your best speech ever in your life - Money, Power and How to Wield It Like a Psycopathic Overlord. You retreat to your cozy hole-up to a round of thunderous applause from the crowd you hired just a while ago.
Congralutions, you have won the School Political Simulator with a *S* Ranking!
Who knows, this game could very well be the reason why our teachers complain about the lack of time. And while improvements can be made and changes done, the lack of free speech in RV is disturbing. So disturbing, even slave-drivers of past will rise from their graves to protest(well maybe). What secrets lie beneth the photogenic shell of RV politics? Would it be a ghost? Or even a rogue organization run by an evil matriarch? I will now attempt to unravel this conspi--
---------------------------------------
Chapter IV : Counterspell
---------------------------------------
Loyal Slave casts "But the money will be used to fund our new campus!"
In response, you say "That's what will happen logically. But are our leaders logical?"
Hardworking Student casts "It's for our own good!"
In response, you yell "BULLSHIT! Look at all the amount of Pupil-At-Risks"
Mugging Mugger casts "MUG MUG MUgggsfdfdsaf"
In response, you retort "CUP CUP CUP CUP"
---------------------------------------
Chapter V : And They Lived Happily Ever After
---------------------------------------
The rules are set in stone. The only way to change them is to sneak in at night, dodging the newly bought security cameras' field of vision, and once the evil patrol dogs are tamed, you can take out your mega-zeta-chisel and slowly chip away the set regulations. And she will continue to live happily ever after.
END
---------------------------------------
DISCLAMIER : The above article might be distressing for you. If you think you will be offended, violated, angered or disgusted by the above message, I hold no responsibility for what I have written. This is a personal view and is solely my own. At least I'm not spreading racist views, are you?
Footnote: I would have loved to write more, but I am totally terrified of their top secret blog-surfing division coming in at night to kill me. So for my own safety, I have decided to keep the final 3 chapters short.
Friday, December 09, 2005
"Why not a pure trend-whore minimalistic layout!?"
A mininalistic layout for a content-laden site? No thanks.
"Why not iframes!?"
Scrolling in moderate amounts is always better than no scrolling(bah you skiving pig) or obsessive scrolling(meh eyes!!!11111).
"Why .PNG!?"
JPEG compression ruins the picture. Plus, PNG supports transparancy.
"Why not a proper post!?"
Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit for my fanclub.
Why the whining!?
______________________.
A mininalistic layout for a content-laden site? No thanks.
"Why not iframes!?"
Scrolling in moderate amounts is always better than no scrolling(bah you skiving pig) or obsessive scrolling(meh eyes!!!11111).
"Why .PNG!?"
JPEG compression ruins the picture. Plus, PNG supports transparancy.
"Why not a proper post!?"
Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit for my fanclub.
Why the whining!?
______________________.