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Sunday, April 27, 2008

期待的笑声
在沉静的夜晚
或许再也听不到
我痛恨这个惹人厌的考试制度
我鄙视匆匆忙忙的人世间
我厌倦一天到晚受到压力戕害
我们几时才能脱离苦海?

Innocence
4/27/2008 10:55:00 PM


Sunday, April 20, 2008

得与失重不重要?说重要的人,你们迟早有一天会因为自己而出卖,出卖自己,出卖别人。说不重要的人,你们也够虚伪的。

对我来说,得与失重不重要在于所谈的东西到底是什么。对我来说,我最看重的莫过于现在我所拥有的感情。的确,得到它,我非常感激上帝赐予我的恩惠。失去它,可能微笑会永远离我而去。我很在意这份感情,我不想失去。

但话总是能说到很漂亮的。能不能做到,最后才揭晓。我只能沉着地面对每一天,展望未来。不放弃未来的人,就会有希望!

Innocence
4/20/2008 05:22:00 PM


Friday, April 11, 2008

Well this place has been so stagnant for months its almost dead. I had wanted very much to revive it but I didnt know what I wanted to put up. I didnt know what I wanted to convey. Cos' I don't have a life right now. It's dominated by "A Levels is Coming", "If you all dun start studying now, then when are you gonna study?","Come on Everyone! Let's Mug", and similar look-alike phrases. I guess it's high time i started sorting out my thoughts and recollecting about what has happened. Maybe more of the former. I can't really remember anything now. Weird.

Much has occurred within this span of 2 months, like duh. It's not 2 months for nothing. But what has been of prime importance these few weeks is the HCI-NUS CLL Research Paper. Makes me question the reason behind doing research papers or even doing research itself. I can't say I've been happy committing myself to the more than 20 hours of research just to uphold the reputation of "HCI-NUS CLL Research Paper" and not hand in a substandard research paper that will become a laughing stock for years to come. In fact, more often than not, I'm left wondering why I am doing all this for. I don't care about my portfolio, I've got a decent one as of yet, AND WE DIDNT EVEN CHOOSE TO GET INTO THIS RESEARCH. Whatever. Not like whatever we students say makes a difference. Like when have students' opinions landed any impact?

Hong Chan was talking to Mr Ang and Mr Chan on Wednesday. They have always been talking about being receptive to students' opinions and that we are welcome to raise concerns. But of course, we were allowed to raise opinions, we had our say, but we have no right to decide for ourselves. Quite strange though, I thought I heard something like "The Hwa Chong Diploma will make no difference", and then I heard something else like it will provide us direct admission to certain tertiary institutions.

Oh yes, let us not forget that superb incident that perfectly exemplifies how there are always hmm...hypocrites in any institution. I shall not give names for fear of disciplinary action taken against me, but it has just fuelled my desires to become a teacher. Just makes me want to become a teacher and kick these kinda idiots out of the education system. Just one thing. Under NO CIRCUMSTANCES, ABSOLUTE no circumstances, should a teacher be scolding ANYONE "stupid". It speaks volumes about your own character. I would say a teacher will inevitably encounter students of all levels of intelligence, and passing judgment about one's intelligence level, even if it is true, is definitely NOT beneficial. I mean, imagine if you just got to realise someone has been calling you stupid behind your back. Or, even better, in your face. COME ON TEACHER! WHOEVER YOU ARE! HOW WOULD YOU FEEL? Teachers say students nowadays are getting more rebellious and opinionated. What about teachers?

*Oh yes, perhaps school rules are REALLY meant to be broken. I just saw councillors eating inside a classroom just now. A whole bunch of them. Having a meeting I guess. I wonder if the rubbish bin is filled with foodstuff.*

Perhaps what Singapore should be more concerned with now, rather than coming up with more and more beneficial(alright maybe that's controversial) initiatives that are aimed at increasing the versatility of our education system. Before it even advances on to more noble and glorious goals, perhaps it should scroll down to the more minute details and examine the very fundamentals of our education system today. What compels teachers to teach nowadays? Just how many out there are genuinely interested in TEACHING? Come on, face it. If there's something wrong, there's something wrong. ADMIT IT. Then get on to SOLVING IT.

Argh. Get more agitated and I risk a lawsuit. I better end my case soon. Whatever. This rambling won't solve anything anyway.

我真的很笨。被伤过的心,再怎么弥补。。。疤痕也去除不了。

Innocence
4/11/2008 09:50:00 PM


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Innocence stolen without my permission
Innocence gone without my submission

Innocence lost through another’s plan
Innocence no longer for another man

Innocence turned to hatred and fear
Innocence gone, no man can come near

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Innocence disappears like dew in the sun
Innocence faded before it’s begun

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