June 27, 2010

  • Beautiful, beautiful article written by Dr Lee:

    A love story
    Love at first sight is romantic but may not hold a candle to love that lasts a lifetime & is for better or for worse
    By Lee Wei Ling

    An advertisement for the ‘Sassy Miss 2010 Workshop Series’ in The Straits Times caught my eye recently. The headline was: ‘The Power of First Impressions.’

    The text claimed: ‘It takes just 30 seconds for your first date or prospective employer to form an everlasting impression of you. So flash your X-factor, from the way you look to the style in which you carry yourself. Come uncover all the trade secrets of image-making at this power workshop!’

    I was amused. If I want to make an impression, it would be to show my competence, sincerity, pragmatism and willingness to fight for what is right. My appearance and how I carry myself are highly unlikely to make an impression in a 30-minute encounter, let alone a 30-second ‘flash’.

    As for assessing someone on the first encounter, it would take me at least five to 10 minutes to appraise a person. I do not base my judgment on whether the person is good-looking or how he carries himself. Instead I would focus on his facial expression and body language.

    If these contradict what he says, I would be wary of him. Body language and facial expressions are rarely under voluntary control and hence are better indicators of the true intent of a person than speech.

    I am fairly good at sizing up people. There have been quite a few instances when I have accurately assessed someone at the first brief encounter. But even then, I seldom depend solely on first impressions. I will reassess the person on subsequent occasions. Only if I observe certain traits repeatedly would I be confident in my assessment.

    Some people do indeed judge others on the basis of first impressions. Their judgment may well be strongly influenced by the person’s appearance, how well he carries himself and how eloquently he speaks. I think such people are shallow. In life, we have to interact with people; and the more accurately we judge people, the fewer mistakes we are likely to make about them.

    Research on interpersonal relationships between strangers shows that physical appearance does influence first impressions. But this does not explain why people stick together in long-term relationships. Commitment is a key variable in sustaining such relationships.

    The one remarkable relationship I have personally observed is the one between my father and mother. Theirs was certainly not love at first sight. Nor were looks the main factor in their mutual attraction. Rather, it was personality and intellectual compatibility.

    They are not only lovers, they are also best friends. There has never been any calculation about how much each had invested in the relationship. Theirs is an unconditional love.

    Before my mother suffered her first stroke in 2003, she lived her life around my father, taking care of his every need. The stroke and the resultant disability made my mother quite frail.

    From that point on, my father lived his life around her. He was still in the Cabinet, first as Senior Minister and then as Minister Mentor, but he tried his best to arrange his working schedule around my mother’s needs.

    He also took care of her health, strongly urging her to swim daily for exercise, and supervised her complicated regime of medication. He would also measure her blood pressure several times a day, till I got in touch with Dr Ting Choon Ming who had invented a blood pressure measuring equipment that is worn like a watch. Next day, when Dr Ting came to take the watch back to analyse the recorded blood pressure, my mother said to him: ‘I prefer to have my husband measure my blood pressure.’

    After my mother’s second stroke in 2008, she became bed-bound and could no longer accompany my father on his travels overseas or to social functions here. Every night after returning home from work, my father now spends about two hours telling my mother about his day and reading aloud her favourite poems to her.

    The poetry books are rather thick and heavy, so he uses a heavy-duty music stand to place the books. One night, he was so sleepy, he fell asleep while reading to my mother, slumped forward and hit his face against the music stand. Since the music stand was made of metal, he suffered abrasions on his face. He cursed himself for his carelessness but still carries on reading aloud to my mother every night.

    I have always known my father was fearless, willing to fight to the bitter end for Singapore. When Vietnam fell in 1975, it looked for a while as though the domino hypothesis – which held that other South-east Asian states would also fall to the communists like dominoes – might turn out to be true. My father knew how ruthless the communists were, but he was determined to stay on in Singapore, and my mother was just as determined to stay on by his side.

    I began this article because I was reading an article in a psychological journal on ‘love at first sight versus love for a lifetime, for better or for worse’.

    Love at first sight is rare and often does not endure. The affection my parents have for each other is also rare. They are each other’s soul mates; their happy marriage has lasted beyond their diamond anniversary.

    But they have never made a show of being a loving couple in public. Even in private, they have rarely demonstrated their love for each other with hugs or kisses. It was only after my mother’s second stroke that I saw my father kiss my mother on her forehead to comfort her. They don’t seem to feel the need for a dramatic physical show of love.

    I have great admiration for what my father has done for Singapore – and at age 87, he is still promoting Singapore’s interests. But he being the first-born son in a Peranakan family, I would not have suspected him to have been capable of such devotion as he has shown for my mother, taking care of her so painstakingly. My admiration for him has increased manifold because I have watched him look after my mother so devotedly over the last two painful years.

June 6, 2010

  • “You’re Off! I Will NOT Subscribe!” (Red Card Wave Pt1)

    http://www.razor.tv/site/servlet/segment/main/news/48990.html

    This protest is quite admirable. The organiser was realistic about the objective of the event and a significant number of people turned up to make a statement. However, the credibility of the protesters took a severe knock when this lady was interviewed at 2:06:

    “So this is just to make a stand. And shame on all those people who just give in because you know, (the) early bird (offer) is coming up. Maybe we (sic) there are always other methods. The most (sic) we go to a coffeeshop.”

    They wanted to send a message to the cable television providers by not subscribing to the World Cup package. However, turning to establishments which screen World Cup matches is a contradictory action since they are still providing the demand for cable television packages, except that it would be the coffeeshops/pubs/restaurants picking up the World Cup package. Furthermore, they might still end up spending a fair bit on food and/or beverages, which would have their prices jacked up, and have to squeeze with the massive crowds that appear during World Cups / European Championships instead of enjoying the football extravaganza from the luxury of their home.

    I cannot wait for part 2, which is supposed to cover where the group will be catching the World Cup.

April 7, 2010

  • Manchester United 3 Bayern Munich 2

    Goodness me, Man Utd have been atrocious throughout both legs of this Champions League semi-final, from Evra’s retarded moment in the final minutes of the first leg to throwing away a 3-0 lead in the second leg. Fucking awful.

April 6, 2010

April 4, 2010

March 29, 2010

  • The Resorts World Sentosa casino opened to much fanfare during the Chinese New Year period. I had originally planned to check it out then, but judging by the news reports of the hoards that thronged it, the idea was shelved. There was no definite date set for the visit, I generally do not make plans way ahead of time, might make an exception if Kate Beckinsale proposes a date or if you are my boss. Anyway, in the mood to gamble, my buddy and I decided to head down to Sentosa last Friday.

    The train ride to Harbourfront seemed to take longer than usual, probably due to our impatience. The bus ride was not much better either, with the bus captain driving like the accelerator sent volts of electricity shooting up his body each time he applied pressure. After what seemed like an eternity, we were finally greeted by the bright lights of the integrated resort (and the casino). To our surprise, there were at least fifty people queueing up to purchase a levy to enter the casino at 2230 hours on a Friday night.  I muttered “I want to start my own casino, where do I sign up?” before realising that my personal wealth would have to be multiplied by a million times before I would be able to accomplish that.

    After being fleeced of a hundred dollars each, we made our way in. We did the mundane thing of applying for membership as well as the not-so mundane thing of ogling at the gorgeous lady who served us. The main gaming hall was massive but we headed to the section for Singaporeans and Permanent Residents only as the crowds seemed smaller. Unfortunately, it was the smoking area as well and we moved a wee bit closer to contracting lung cancer. The affluence of Singaporeans was well illustrated by the countless 500 dollar chips being wagered, my buddy and I felt like paupers in comparison to the gambling aficionados around us. Despite their wealth, they are stingy as no one bothered to tip, although the levy might have played a part in that. I would love to write more, but my memory of the night is hazy, clouded by the thick veil of second hand smoke that permeated the room. We left after a few hours, I was up a hundred dollars, but that was negated by the levy imposed.

    Since the levy was valid for 24 hours, I went for a few more rolls of the dice twenty-one hours later and I saw a lot of familiar faces . I guess there are a lot of hardcore gamblers in Singapore. Being the glutton that I am, I had to sample the fare offered there. The food is affordable but tastes rather average, at least the Chicken Rice and Laksa are. I wanted to savour the Beef Kway Teow as well, but the last portion was sold to the chap ahead of me. I left the casino fifty dollars richer, but mulling the almanac prediction for my zodiac sign, which stated that it would not be a prosperous year ahead. Oh well, I am thankful that I did not lose all my capital.

August 12, 2007

  • Darling, this is for you

    For all I’ve been blessed with in this life
    There was an emptiness in me
    I was imprisoned by the power of gold
    With one honest touch you set me free

    Let the world stop turning
    Let the sun stop burning
    Let them tell me love’s not worth going through
    If it all falls apart
    I will know deep in my heart
    The only dream that mattered had come true
    In this life, I was loved by you

    For every mountain I have climbed
    And ever raging river crossed
    You were the treasure that I longed to find
    Without you love I would be lost

    Let the world stop turning
    Let the sun stop burning
    Let them tell me love’s not worth going through
    If it all falls apart
    I will know deep in my heart
    The only dream that mattered had come true
    In this life, I was loved by you
    In this life, I was loved by you

    And would that I would live forever
    But forever I’ll be loving you

June 21, 2007

  • People change, and I thought a female friend of mine looked more sophisticated, mature and confident after having met up less than a handful of times in the past five years, it almost felt like meeting a whole new person. I guess it was fair to say that she caught my eye. However, she was already in a relationship, albeit an unhappy one and she went on and on the whole night about her grievances. As much as I disliked doing it, I secretly predicted that their relationship would come to an end, probably in the next few months. Anyway, we had a great night at the club and promised to catch up soon.

    Not surprisingly, she got dumped in March, unwillingly, and exclaimed to the world that she was single again. Perhaps this should have been the cue for me to jump in and announce my arrival. However, I felt that I had to focus on my upcoming examinations to pull my GPA up, at least to a third class and then from there perhaps climb to second lower, especially after I withdrew from one examination last semester and will retake it next semester. In addition, I felt that there was a risk of “rebound relationship”:

    A “rebound relationship” is one in which a person becomes overly quick to commit to a new partner after having experienced an upsetting breakup or divorce. People who have breakups and then immediatley involved themselves with someone else seem to feel the need to prove to themselves they are worthy of love and affection. They may miss the comfort and affection of a regular relationship. But whatever the reason is, it is a selfish reason, one that is based on serving the self esteem and satisfying feeling of personal worth. “Someone loves me and needs me.” It can also be to affirm “I wasn’t at fault in the breakup, this relationship will prove that.” Most of these rebound relationships are not permanent, and they can be even more destructive than the earlier breakup. rom wiki.answers.com

    After my examinations, with more than seven months ahead of me before I start scouring for job, (I do it immediately if I didn have a withdrawn module to account for) I did some reflecting as to the best possible use of the time ahead. The best answer I could come up with was to enter a relationship and solidify it, together with the ongoing maintenance of relationships with loved ones and friends. Thus, the first concrete thing I did was to throw her a birthday celebratory dinner, on Monday. We had a great time from the start, until she had confessed to having a new boyfriend in the midst of a conversation. It sounded like a whisper in comparison to her energetic talking. Of course, she did not dwell much on him, apart from briefly complain about the lengthy periods of time he was unable to spend with her. This does not seem fair, I wish I at least had some advance warning, given the frequency of our chats. My jaw dropped and I hurriedly picked it up. At that point in time, a few things raced through my mind, I could find an excuse to end the night early, gorge myself on the free-flow sake or get through with it all. I made the third choice and I guess we enjoyed each other company and left more than three hours after we came.

    The next day, with some prompting from me, she claimed that she was not aware of my feelings and that she only regarded me as a close friend whom she did not wish to lose contact with (the same close friend who met her an average of less than a year from 2002-2006). It was quite blurry, somehow expected, given that she currently has a boyfriend and has to pick her words correctly.

    Nevertheless, I hope that she happy, her relationship works out and that her predictable birthday wish is fulfilled. If fate would have it, our paths will cross again in the near future, after all, they just did after 4-5 years.

    And there was the small matter of my examination results, released on the same day. The results were just within my expectations, but I feel lost and numb. I hollow, so hollow. I so, I so, I so hollow.

June 19, 2007

  • I am at a loss for words. For quite possibly the first time in my life, I focused on my studies during the examination period. While I obtained results commensurate with my efforts, I realised that I lost the opportunity for something I wanted more dearly.

     

    Perhaps more to follow about this…

June 5, 2007