Sunday, June 21, 2009

Discover the world

Discover the world starts with small baby steps.
Spark off the Discover Singapore movement.
Starting with Culture.
I'll start by discovering and examining the cultures of the races in Singapore. =))

Culture
Chinese
Malay
Indian
Nation
History
Defence Force
Region
World
Music
Stamps
Sports
Science
Health
Arts
War

Step out and enjoy life. I'll try to provide scans of reports done of each visit. =)
till then..

Monday, June 8, 2009

Inaction and our youths

To think or not to think
http://www3.ntu.edu.sg/chronicle/opinion/vol15no10/p3.html
Digital Nanyang Chronicle: Vol. 15 no. 10

It is true. I personally observed and found it to be disheartening that i rarely find individuals talking "aggressively" about their passions, championing causes and doing things they lack. Things that they often cite are excuses, army lah where got time, study lah where got time, exams coming lah where got time, lazy lah where got time (oops its lazy lah whr . . .)

But conversations nowadays seem to centre more around work and studies. When we are already clocking like what, 9 hours a day? Maybe this is true, what the author Nabilah Bte Syed Sultan wrote
if you are more comfortable with the person you are conversing with, you are more likely to open up and speak about issues other than school. Conversation topics differ, however, when you are with acquaintances or with, to put it crudely, “friends for convenience”.
But even close friends seem to mumble about work or studies now.
Has life gotten boring?
Or have our youths forgotten about listening to their passions? Their dreams? Have they forgotten to take their ROADTRIP to discover the world? (courtesy of reading Roadtrip Nation)
Disillusioned, uncertain and wrapped by retarded layers of spoonfeeding for years, i fear that our youths are getting consumed by inaction. Already defence of their own passions seem to be taking on a losing battle over their conversations as the article would have proven.

Apathy. Inaction is a tempting consuming hand. But this is your own life.
This is your own run. You run it.
As Howard White, Vice Director of NIKE says, take the same passion you display when you head to the basketball courts (if you love basketball, i do so i can relate easily) as you would to life, if you love life and want to do well in it.
Its your life. Its your fight. Its your run.

Survival of the Fittest, not the locals

Survival of the Fittest, not the locals
http://www3.ntu.edu.sg/chronicle/opinion/vol15no10/p4.html
From Digital Nanyang Chronicle: Vol. 15 No. 10

As Darwinian's theory has proven, it truly is the survival of the fittest.
Despite being perturbed by the overwhelming surge in foreigners (observe that a MRT cabin holds 60 % foreigners), it truly is survival of the fittest. Now what comes into question, is a realist attitude of efficiency, cost, attitudes of workers rather than race, nationality.

Note that, the government is not able to turn a blind eye to civilians' woes at unemployment of unsatisfactory employment (its bad for the polls if they do adopt the realist way of thinking), but there really is a limit to what they can do. Protect the locals and what? Lose everything Singapore has build since birth? Do not forget that Singapore is a village grounded in cosmopolitan roots from the times of our forefathers.
Much as it disheartens me to say this, it is the truth, perform or pack up. Eat or get eaten.
Survival of the fittest, not the locals
Do not blame the government for not doing their part to reserve university places or jobs for you. Examine yourself if you have work hard enough to deserve that job. Work till the job needs you more than you need it. That's the modern day job security. Its not your years of service or your nationality that counts now.

Some may say, that it is easy for me to say this because i am detached. But this is essentially the truth. The reality hurts. Hurts me too. Golden ricebowls are getting increasingly invisible nowadays. But then again, Singapore has always used the meritocratic approach.
Does making a discount this time by disregarding meritocratic roots and making a concession for locals really help? As a passionate community-conscious individual i hope so, but history has taught me otherwise.
Think again.
Sad, but true
Its Survival of the fittest, not the locals

Running in the Evening

48 minutes run.
Start: 6 00 pm
End: 6: 47: 59: 65
Distance (approx) : 6 km

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Jogging at night

Feeling lethargic after not running for a week, i embark on my "religious" routine of donning my saucony "fbt-like" shorts and singlet, tying my shoe laces and jog out into the night.

I started at 7 02. And reminded myself to not succumb to the temptation of breaking out into a high-tempo run. Jog, jog jog was my motive today. Nothing but a slow relaxing constant pacing jog today.

More importantly, i tried to put a new learning into action today. At the library earlier, i had chanced upon a quote.
"Don't pack a lot. You never need as much as you bring. Live life simply so you can pick up and move onto your next adventure."
All my life, i realized i have been packing way too much. Whether it be literally, into my bags. Be it school bags, outing, field pack, i have been packing way too much. Mentally, i have been packing too much too. Worrying about things that are unnecessary. That has caused me to develop an anxiety problem. A result of packing way too much mentally unnecessarily. My focus has been wrong all along.Worrying about the wrong things. Pre-occupying myself with irrelevant retarded thoughts. Crushes. Ha, a joke.
Packing too much unnecessarily.
These are all baggage. And i need to throw them away and focus on simply the thing at hand. This time round, the jog. So that, i can move uninhibited into the next phase. A sort of ruthless efficiency and being uninhibited.
Uninhibited way of living.
So i jog. And jog. And jog. Many times i caught the urge to up my tempo and break out into an accelerated jog to match these people sprinting past me. But for what use.
I run my own run. Life is again about running your own run.
So i jog. And jog. Till 1 hr 59 min later. In between, using 64 minutes to clock 8.8 km. Total distance averages around > 12 km. End of run 9 pm. Sky's dark. Stomach's growling. Legs are numb.

The feeling's great. Running uninhibitedly. Running without a sense of time. Running without holding back.

Of course, the sore legs and the dread of waking up tomorrow with numbness and pai-ka-ness. Walking with a little limb. Pai-ka-chu.

But i'll jog more. Increasing the mileage. Increasing the joy. Running my own run. Leaving all baggage. Running Yi Feng's run!




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