Anyway, Wei Chuen was telling me about the afore-linked (or whatever) blog last night. Apparently the blogger gained notoriety with her blog entry on why only ACS (Independent) boys are worth dating and how boys from Hwa Chong and Raffles Institution are ugly and never had an erection in their lives, etc. Errr...okay.
I mean, I don't know. I mean, who the fuck cares about what secondary school you went to after you're out of junior college? I'm not even trying to defend the poor boys from those two other schools; it's just stupid, the seemingly-Singaporean obsession with schools. Like I told my parents over lunch today, I went to SNGS - so what? What did that do for my O Level grades? I still got an awesome solid 13 points. And I will say straight away that the fact that I finished law school and all the other stuff that came along for the ride had nothing to do with my secondary school education.
You know, I hate that period of my life so much that I think it's the main reason for my intense feelings of dislike towards the Ang Mo Kio/Bishan area, so much so that I told my parents I had no interest in ever moving to Bishan, or even going to a condominium in Bishan to play tennis, if they ever buy an apartment there. The things that I learned during that period of my life when I was in secondary school, I didn't learn them in school. I don't know if it's just the school, or if secondary school is simply an intellectually-backwards period of a Singaporean teenager's life that just has to be done with; whatever the case is, when I think back to those four years, the first thing that comes to mind is how miserable I was.
Well, I'm glad it's over. Perhaps it's for this reason that I don't care for our nation-wide obsession with which school a person is from. I mean, if the stereotypes are to be taken seriously, then I'm actually a lesbian who hates boys and Wei Chuen is just a front that I present to my parents and which I hide behind when I go out at night and have lesbian sex. This school thing is just stupid. I think the only time when it may matter is when the person reaches university. Even then, is there really a difference between NUS, NTU and SMU? Apart from how NUS Law School will always be superior to SMU Law School, I don't think so.
(I can't decide if I meant that last sentence in earnest or not. Hmm. Maybe I did.)
(But then again, who cares about this stupid quarrel when the truth is that both law schools pale in comparison to the top law schools in the world, like, you know, Harvard and Cambridge?)
Re. elections: It's not that I'm blindly voting opposition, although in fact I am blindly voting opposition because I don't give a shit if a taxi driver is standing for the opposition in my GRC; I'm not voting for the PAP. I haven't read anything about the candidates who may be contesting in my GRC (yet) because I don't care who is standing; they can field their pet dog for all I care. I am not voting PAP as a matter of principle.
But it's not so much that I'm blindly voting as it is a testament to the sad state of affairs in this one-party country. The fundamental problem here is the dominance of the PAP in government and the only thing I'm interested in right now, the way things stand, is letting the incumbent party know that they won't be dominating government until the end of time. A few disjointed points:
1. I don't live in a HDB flat so the whole upgrading thing has no personal bearing on me, but why should I vote for a political party that smugly refuses to upgrade crumbling HDB flats in opposition wards for the incredible reason that the majority of the Singaporeans there did not vote for the PAP? The PAP said that the government's job is to provide basic amenities such as housing, food and water, and upgrading is a bonus that apparently is the PAP's reward to Singaporeans that vote for them. But how can you make such a distinction when it is your job as the government to govern and provide for the country, not just those that voted for you? If that's the case, then those people in Hougang and Potong Pasir might as well be called Hougangers and Potong Pasirers, not Singaporeans.
2. Have you heard the drivel that's come out of the ruling party lately? An MP in Parliament, when stating reasons for not putting in place escalators and lifts to overhead bridges in areas with a large aging population, said that it is not a feasible protection because, inter alia, when the escalators break down, the elderly will have to walk up anyway. Nice to know that when Singapore does things for the people, such as sparing a thought for the elderly, it puts in a half-fucked effort, i.e. installing shit escalators that break down every day.
3. It's true that I've never lived in a two-party system so I don't know the problems with such a system. But I've lived in a one-party system all my life and I am quite familiar with the problems inherent in a one-party system. For example, the smugness and complacency of the ruling party make me quite angry. They speak as if they're always right. If they've shown some willingness to just consider the possibility that some policies, such as the ridiculous amount of money they pay to the ministers and the do-nothing President, may actually be wrong, then I might be less inclined to dismiss everything that they say as bullshit. But as it stands, the PM continues to defend the ridiculous amount of money they pay to ministers and the do-nothing President, seemingly to the death, so accordingly, I have no interest in what they have to say.
4. Above all else, I will never vote for a party that abuses the law and bends it to do its will in snuffing out any sort of formidable challenge from the opposition. I'd rather cast a blank vote than to vote for the PAP. In fact, like I said earlier, I'd rather vote for Kenneth Jeyaretnam's pet parrot than to cast a vote for the PAP. Because people like JBJ and Tang Liang Hong, CHEE SOON JUAN, love this country enough to come out and risk everything in an attempt to make a difference, and the way their lives have been destroyed disgusts me to the core.
5. The PAP needs to wake up and start listening to those that it's supposed to govern. Nobody wants to pay ERP. Nobody wants to wait for 4 minutes for a train at 6.30 p.m. on their way home from work. And I know for sure that I don't want to pay my President 4 million or whatever it is a year for waving his hand once a year at National Day Parade. I want some real debates in Parliament, I want some thought behind the policies that the government implements, I want to know that the people in government are there for the right reasons, not for the glory, not for the status, not for the money.
On a random note, I'm sick of my profession. Bleah.
Anyway, I played tennis yesterday morning and again in the afternoon. I fell on my ass in the morning when I was moving backwards to take a forehand; I wore a cap which I don't normally do in an attempt to minimise the dark spots that are appearing on my face from sun exposure, and I couldn't see properly (which is why I don't like wearing a cap) and before I knew what was happening, I fell flat on my right bum.
It hurts a bit today, but I got up easily yesterday and continued playing. Surprisingly, I was still feeling pretty energetic afterwards so I decided to play again in the afternoon.
I've started tennis lessons, finally. It's time to sort out the basics: forehand stroke is unsound, backhand technique non-existent. Sigh. I hope that eventually pans out well.
I was very hungry after tennis yesterday and was craving Indian food for dinner, so Wei Chuen and I went to Vivo where we ate at Go India. The restaurant was almost full. We were the only non-Indians around.
The food was yummyyyy and I was SO full afterwards, I couldn't sleep until about 1.15 a.m. But it was good.
Wei Chuen got lost driving home from Vivo City. I was amazed. He eventually found his way, but like I told him, "How do you get lost driving back from Vivo City?!"