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In Loving memories of Russell, my cousin, I choose this blogskin for him.
Thank you for all you had done for us.
We are missing you, and will continue to miss you till the day we meet you again.
Child of god, indeed you are.


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Thursday

( Thoughts... @ 2:31:00 AM )

A friend of mine send me this article that talks about the reasons why we should leave singapore. Surprisingly, i have a total different view from the article. Anyway, I am just gonna quote a few paragraphs of the article and my views on it.

"But for all the possible gripes that I might have about that place, the benefits far outweighed all the detriments (if you even saw them as that) combined. Firstly, we were really free. I’m not just talking about freedom with regard to political freedom to vote, to protest, to strike, to demonstrate, or to have a point of view; but also real freedom of the mind and the body. You can think differently, dress differently, live differently. Society is inclusive."

Hmm... Actually to me, freedom is not given by others, it is given by yourselve. We tend to restrict ourselve more than others restrict us. Who says that you can't dress / think / live differently in singapore? Is the society restricting us or are we restricting ourselve for fear of breaking the norms?

"The city that I lived in had a whole mix of races and nationalities. I’ve met everyone from locals to the Koreans, Japs and Chinese, Iranians, Iraqis, Philippinos, Latin Americans, French, Africans, Indians etc etc etc. It’s as much a cultural mix, if not more so, than Singapore. And the best part is: everyone more or less gets along. There is no need for the implementation of “Racial Harmony Day” or racial quotas for HDB flats. Everyone just does – because prejudice just does not exist there."

From what I know, prejudice does not only meant discrimination. There's also the arms length racism in which you can take a few of the certain races but too much will cause the person to break down. Also, prejudice is in your mindset. How would you know there's no prejudice? It could be just a thought in one's mind without even the need to execute the action. Frankly speaking, it is difficult to take prejudice out of the human's mind. Prejudice not only applies to racism. It could be in terms of status, income, lifestyle etc.

And it wasn’t just about race and religion; you could be a conservative or a liberal, be it cerebral or waist-down. It didn’t matter. Such criteria was just not a measure of your worth. You could be thin or fat. It didn’t matter too. People weren’t as image-conscious. You could walk down the streets dressed in goth punk outfits with multiple piercings in your face and people would still talk to you normally, and not avoid you. And in Village area, men held hands with men; they kissed on buses, and no one even batted an eye lid.

How do you measure your worth? Through what others sees you? Or through yourselve? Yes, maybe people's attitude towards this image issues is different from most singaporeans, but by leaving singapore for this reason, you are just moving to another place and following their norms. Who decides what a person you wanna be, whether to be image-conscious or not? The public? If it is, then even if you became image-conscious-not at another country, you still remains to be people-conscious.

The stress is crazy; the pressure unfightable. It starts from the time we enter primary school; the education system does prepare us for the real world in that sense – we get exposed to pressure cooker type stress and a level of competition that makes having a life outside of academia almost impossible, unlike in other countries whose universities also produce Nobel laureates. Our parents push us, our schools push us; society pushes us…

Who is stressing us? Who is giving us the pressure? If we do not conform, would we feel pressurised? I believe there are still students that do not bother about school work in primary or even secondary school, if the society and everything is stressing us, how come they can still not be bothered? We ourselves creates the tension, the stress.

And our goal is this: Money. Money and the economy.
In Singapore, this is the definition of the good life. Some people may subscribe to religion as what defines a good life, particularly in reaction to the imposition of money as the new god; but for the most part, Singaporeans are a consumeristic and materialistic lot. So many girlfriends see the Mango and Zara sales as the defining point of their lives; or believe that sipping lychee martinis at Zouk Wine Bar is the epitome of class. Everyone wants to get more money, buy more items, be more powerful; be it career success or material possession, this is all that most Singaporeans dream of and spend their entire lives clamouring towards.

Do realise all the stereotypes the authors have made in the article. Stereotypes is also part of prejudice. What I can say is that it is not as if the only thing singapore have is mango and zara or zouk wine bar. I swear i never look forward to that, and i believe many others don't too. The whole thing comes back to what is your definition of life. Everyone defines it differently. One may define life as being rich and successful while another may define his/her passion as life. Who decides what defines our life? Again, ourselves.

When there's black, there's white.
When there's truth, there's lies.

You decide who you wanna be.
You decide what you wanna think.
You decide what defines your life.

At the end of the day, when death arrives and there's regrets, who's responsible?
Singapore? Society?

Deep in our heart, we know.



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