PuRpOsE 0f L|F3

The Pyramid of Life

2006-03-13T10:23:00.000+08:00

I just can't let you reach the treshold of having that hammer to crash that pyramid - My father.

Sry I haven update for so long... do this do that... = no time. =X

All of you now, 13-year-olds, Secondary school already, fully aware that disciplien is stricter, type of friends are different. And your school is 1hr away. So then, when you reach home, you have that one word in your brain called tired. Yes, tired. Then you go straight to your room. Then you try to do ur one thing called sleep.

So here it goes, your parents then wonder what is wrong with you. Why you seem so anti-social. Then your parents try to find out out of good intentions, but you treat it as a Kaypo case. And you develop that evil seed of rebellion. it isa constant, but silent war against you and your parents. But now, let me explain the thign your parents have tried to provide you. Its one pyramid.

The pyramid, at the base of the pyramid, every parent tries to achieve, is your basic necessities for you to live. Food, Shelter, Air, etc. This are compeltely essential, for if it were deprived, it can cause death.

Then the other level is your safety, security needs. More likely to be found in children for they liek to feel safe. This is such as living at places away from threats, having education, knowing dangers etc.

Then some parents stop at this level. Even at this level, the child can become a problem, the child would feel "separated" from his/her parens. This is, The Belonging, psychological needs. Love, and the like.

Then we have the Ego, self-esteem needs. This particularly focuses on praise, encouragement. And moral courage. With moral courage, the child woudl know what is right and wrong.

At the top, is self-actualisation. This is the tip. This is where it loudly roars, reality. Before people can actually rise to this tip, then whole pyramid must be complete. the whole mindset must be concluded. The moral courage, the safety needs.

So above, was what your parents tried to do so. then it is up to you, to make sure this pyramid stays in yur head. This pyramid is integral in your life. So with this pyramid, you live through your childhood, by the end of your childhood, you have this pyramid fr you to move on efficiently. They lvoe you, they give you all your needs to live. this pyramid can give you direction. And this pyramid is a solid one. A solid, GLASS one. yet again, it can shatter. If it stays strong and intact thjrough your life, your life would be a happy one. Qualities like appreciation, respect, integrity form the substance of this pyramid.

But as I said, it is a glass pyramid. If you get the wrong idea about being 13-yar-olds. Thinking oyu all are really adults already. Thinking you can disregard your parents just like that. And you all loosely call this privacy. But you and your parents are not aware. With privacy you might move on to deeds so bad, so unthinkable. Over-privacy, is a hammer. Every time you go beyond your [rivacy boundary, you get this hammer, you whack your pyramid. It is a strong,glass one. But even the strongest of things can wear and break. As you whack, it cracks. If you realise this, if you can stop. You allow the glass pyramid to reform. But if you keep on stwppign over the boundary, the pyramid would soon crumble. Your guide is lost. you turn astray. You lose yor moral courage and values, you lose your ego, you lose your sense of reality. Once it crumbles, Its hard to fix it back, for the crumbling of this pyramid tosses you to a path you don't even know. A dark path.The only thing you might have left is that basic needs. But once you reach adulthood with this crumbled pyramid. Nobody knows what you would become, but i assure you, most of them would predict what you would become. That lost fool in the face of the Earth so big.

So Im telling you, whatever you do, don't cross the boundary. Don't take that hammer. Don;t shatter the pyramid. Its not the pyramid dangling by you. Its the other way around.

Got respect? No? get a life.

2006-02-02T19:13:00.000+08:00

Earn respect, don't force it.

Oh yes, I'm telling you I couldn't agree better. Just one line made me think for so long. Respect, should it be earned or forced? but in this world, unfair cases are going to be real common so, you would expect respect being forced out of you. But still, don't go running around scolding vulgarities at your teacher and then saying to your principal, "But cher, I read this blog ar, by man ar, called purpose of life ar, he say respect earn wan, cannot be forced wan!"

That albert einstein would be whacked for sure. And he deserves it. Yes. There are these fine lines between, authority, elderly and respect. Among friends or strangers or political figures, maybe respect they have to earn from you. but you in turn must show them a little respect yourself. before you know anyone, consider them your equal, or better people if you would have it. and your teachers, if it has t be forced out of you, at least show your respect externally. Show, just show that you have respect. And manner. Maybe in your heart you can be cursing this teacher to the abyss but nooooo, you will still continue to say, yes ma'am like a good little boy/girl. Elderly. What has the old guy done to you? If nothing, don't matter, if he asks you to do something, just do for the sake of ease. You would not want to pick a fight with an old man who can drone on and on. I've really had experiences with the elderly. I was happily minding my own business when I kicked the ball, flew at our blind spot and sort of hit a little boy. It was soft, so lets not worry ok? It was just a flying punchet ball. Then before the kid even started crying because he fell down, the granny was coming down on me... Oh, I was standing at one spot saying sorry auntie like a mad boy. she can't seem to accept a sincere apology. i did not give a thought about the granny but more to the boy. he wasn't that hurt, so its rather okay.

But lo and behold! There are still a very very very very small minority of people that i definitelu wouldn't mind giving a piece of your mind to. For example, TOTALLY snoobish, arrogant people who think the whole face of the earth belongs to them. I was so pi**ed off with this incident that I actually cursed that guy. never to forgive him till now. Let me explain another of my grandfather story:

I was real tired, heavy bag, buckling legs, I just finished a chat with my friend, the traffic light, and all i wanted to do now was sit down and rest at my favourite sofa, but no, today did not seem to be my lucky day. Intercom was spoiled so I had to wait for someone to open the door, I waited, until a resident was going to go in. But before that guy went in, let me describe him, fat, flabby, wrinkled face, gelled hair, gold chain around the neck, and before he tapped, his first response to me, rather rudely was, "what do you want?" And while he said this, I could swear, he raised his nose sligtly but had to bring it back down so he could meet my eyes. Then all I said, was, real politely, that I wanted to go in, he said why? which totally dumb idiot asks me, who has been the cause of about or more than 3 letters going to the residents about the mishaps in Modena, made possibly the most trouble with my little clique here, and he asks me why I wanted to go in. From just that one simple question I knew he was a noob in Modena. new resident who reads letters about guard stringency towards visitors and decides to put his foot in to help. Much to my misery. Why? I want to go back home, home you pathetic fool, home, to rest, never had it crossed my mind that such a person could ever be found in the little Modena community full of complaining residents. Then we had a little argument outside the gate when finally the kind guard decided to open the gate. how nice of him. How rude of the fat guy. if he dare to try and stop me from going into my own house he's gonna get it.

So this kind of people, deserve no respect. Yes. people like this deserve no respect. But look carefully again at the anecdote, and you would realise I was still polite to the horrible monster during the argument. Polite. Sometimes you must know that eventually once he knows you are resident that guy will paiseh. I was even, so glad of myself, fast enough during the argumentto create a Plan B fro myself. Wanna hear?

Scenario: The monster won't let me in and he goes in by himself. stopping me from entering.
Action: Tell the guard I want to register as visitor. the guard canno refuse, if he does, thats the end of him too. A guard rejecting a visitor. you know how hard a resident will come down on him? Then i will go in say hi to the fat uncle and walk off. if that guy try to chase me i don't know what to say. just that he is a pathetic despo.

So in this kind of situations, respect can't be earned. You have to maintain high EQ to gain respect. Know what people like and what people don't like. It would make your life real easy. You know how valuable respect is? People will die for it you know. the Dutch attacked India for their spices because it would make their food life much better. The Allied fought the Axis to prevent oppresion and tyranny. That would make people's life much easier. And people fight wars to gain respect. See? Even in top secret-societies. People kill people just to gain that bit of respect, tat respect that would make his life easier in the gang. People hunt for respect of their bosses, playing nice, just so that their life would be much easier. If someone doesn't respect you, you can't control him, at all. if he respects you as a good leader, he might even follow you to whatever odds.

So as you can see here, respect is involved in every individual's life. Every. You and me, respect affects us all. Respect from the right people is worth more than gold. Everybody starts respecting each other by a certain extent. As you all get to know better, its either you earn it or lose it. And earning it BACK is not easy at all.

Sincerely,
Ismail (ibz_93)

P.S; Im really sorry MC i couldnt talk to you, you disappeared suddenly, much to my dismay. Sorry I haven't update blog so long, was busy... btw feel free to leave a msg at 90665527 if u want to... Good day. ;)

1st dae, first time. first taste

2006-01-03T19:56:00.000+08:00

Never ask but, but and, the word but crushes ideas and creativity.

Ah, I took a ride to Xinmin and walked in the school. I walked in, and of this I blame myself, with a strangely unconfident feel. I walked in, sat down at the well designed canteen, rather hip. Haha. So while I was just resting my eyes another Senior suddenly stopped by me. I could tell from his pants. He said hello, I replied. then he asked where are you from? i said changkat. Then he asked e what country i was from...

Then I was fitted into the class. I observed the prinicipal's first words. Not among one of them was , "Are you HAPPY to be back." As you can see ,in Secondary school, people tend to be a bit bolder because there are like a few higher levels of hormonal teenagers. So the expected reply could be, "no." Just that one word can actually crush confidence. unless you are an emcee, you can motivate.

So she talked about the past awards we've been getting, the progress the school has made. And the discipline talk by our DM. How fierce he looked. He had the turban and the beard and the moustache. he threatened us about the hair. Long hair, punk hair. one day to cut or he is cuttign it himself. Not a nice sight I imagine. The prinicipal also gave the inspiration talk to do well. The DM went on to talk about attire. i noticed they were pretty stringent. Nowadays i always check if my shirt is tucked out. To avoid the DM's wrath.

then i went over to the class, first thing we did, clean it up a bit. then the icebreaker games. I had an enthusiastic SL. (Student leader) While playing the icebreaker games i took the chance to look around at my classmates. I saw people who might possibly not be jokers, some that MIGHT be. Some that don't look like gamers, some that do. But one thing, many had another mate from the same school (What a pain.)

After the games we went for recess. I made my own little tour as I didn't see any more 1o1 eating. so i made my tour. I walked round the school and then to the hall. There I assembled. We had the discipline talk, a very thorough one, the Dm, Mr Singh, made the talk in a police uniform.

"No, I am not in MPCC, there are police walking around the school to make sure you don't do anything against the law, and you are looking at one of that right now."

After his speech we talked about CIP and the like. After that lunch.

Then when we came back we took a tour around the school. After that we learned about Xinmin mornign assemblies. the creed is to be read everyday and the chool song (in chinese) every monday.

Overall, it is a good school, well designed, focuses on values alot. But alas, i still have many months to go. So i doubt I'd have TOO much problem on making friends, lest i do. Cos i still will be divided into groups. So...goodbye.

Ismail. (ibz_93)

principles of life

2005-12-08T14:09:00.000+08:00

-when your children leave home, write them a letter and tell them THREE things they should always remember.

have you ever wondered, next year you'd be thirteen. You'd walk in a school, not knowing close to anyone. 1 year will pass, and people are saying you will experience going home at late evenings with remedials and cca. You'll meet people wo try to emulate what other sec school students are doing, hanging out, rebelling. You come home, exhausted, ur parents might ask, "how's school?" And you strangely find yourself being monosyllable.
"made any friends?"
"A few"
"What you learn?"
"Stuff"
"Like what?"
"I don't know, stuff"
'Cmon, you can name some right?"
"ya ok, maths."

i think the parents would have given up. just make sure this doesnt go on 365 tmes a day. As I was saying, when we enter sec school, everybody must think what other sec school students think, im already a teen must think teen. that is... trying to be "cool", Forming an identity. So from all this we hang out.... walk down that new path called teen. And we are exposed to the "hanging out" door. Most likely, most of us would enter under peer pressure, or because you already have been doing it. Neway... i nthis matter... i just started to....i dont know why... biut reflect. What are my principles. Do i have any? Lets see... but i do stick to some...

justice... (im not a hero, its just that the way i do justice is in a bad way... its called revenge.)
loyalty...
No backstabbing
Refrain from breaking rules of religion...

About there, I havent really reflected much. But there also rules.

Follow religion
No drugs,
No Zina

Through this, maybe i could lead a pretty straight life. But the bad things...

honesty...I dont know why, some lies i could form n seconds, a whole web in a few minutes. But i do try to keep it most of the time. And i only lie when it concerns my skin. like... if im gonna get bashed.

I can be a little too sarcastic. What a problem. While in my path to seek justice, I have revenge. Revenge is the seed of evil. evil breeds other things...like sarcasm.

Something to that effect. Well, if there's also another thing which I like to maintain. its family bond. Some of you say, "D*mn, i have to go out with my parents," they make it sound like chewing garlic for breakfast, but some people mean,they care enoguh about me to bring me aong." Some people say, i want to stay in school/work. But has anyone been heard to say on their deathbed, "i wish I had spent more time at the office". So treasure them while you can. You're still young. And you're only young once.

So alas, here i end the reflection... I'd liek to wish all of you gd luck....in how you lead that life that will also affect the wy you live the next part of your life. Goodbye.

Sincerely,
Ismail

A Company survivng for a week...

2005-11-01T18:02:00.000+08:00

We should star in lost I tell you... A small pack of 20 people of whom have not much of a vision (including me)... Lost in the business in only changkat i tell you... to add on the tension, we chuck in a competitor... CEO 2... Each company wants to beat the other. It was like trying to maintain the Great wall of 6A's division... But of course la, the friendly people add some holes in the wall so can speak to the other company.

"We need to brainstorm about possible products" CEO said...

"..." Rest of the company.

i mean like... No vision, no idea what would be the perfect product to sell, which might cater to these few components:
Creativity
Feasibility
Popularity among customers
Purpose

i think our main product classifies under only one... And just one doesnt sell does it?? teh whole process was likea deteriorating virus... Let me explain...

the early stage, lets see, first thing CEO did, assign people into groups.
we were like a healthy person, head, limbs, everything. Motivation was high, The desire to win was strong, expectations were high, Energy was optimal. We were discussing, full of enthusiasm about the product we planned to sell. Till we eventually got mental blocks. No, there is a difference between an innovative person, a creative person, and a joker. A joker doesnt necessarily need to be creative. he just loves to make people laugh. often this group of people are slapsticks... not creative jokers. So i dont necessarily need to be creative.

So... we conducted surveys to find out what kind of stuff the people like. They like creative items, colorful items, and fun. How to combine these three stuff together? We just didnt know. So nobody was able to generate ideas accepted by the whole company... till we came to a desperate decision... We just agreed on kandlez and bubbles.

At this point, mosquito bites were forming on our skin, sweat was trickling down, all chanting, "will it sell? will it sell? is it creative enough? Is it good enough to win?" All these affected the different limbs. Some tried to go against this idea, but... the idea killers (the rest of the company0 always defeated this perspective with one statement that puts people off." So what to sell?" The person fighting cant think of anything better to sell... Truthfully, we werent even sure if our products would sell. Then in the middle of the planning stage... teacher suggested merging. So, CEO 2 asked CEO if we wanted to merge. CEO asked us, we denied. I was finding the pressure exciting. i mean like, i wouldnt be spurred if I knew I could just depend on the whoel class to cover my weaknesses. So, the body is getting itchy and tense.

So we had to move on to the production stage. Our motivation was slightly falling. We assembled t create the kandlez. Wow... exciting indeed. So it lasted through about 4 hours. In the end, the body as wearyand needed a rest. Then... to add on the decrease of motivation. some kandlez turned out "retarded". Oh great... We couldnt get the wax out of the mould, the wick was on the wrong side. but no, our body was strong enough not to give up. Nobody loses without a good fight. Now the mosquito bites turned into rashes, our whole t-shirt was wet with sweat. Our motivation was just waiting for its oppurtunity to jump out of the window. All of us went home, having this at the back of our heads "what to do"?

now we were inthe middle of the timeline between the production stage and the fair itself. We had to find out a way to resolve our kandle problem. So, we just wrapped them in wrap paper so it looks nice and carved out the deformed shapes. It looks a little bit more decent now. then, we saw CEO 2's money hungry machine. Oh great, badges. Seeing the pre-sales of their badges, I could definitely see the motivation slowly falling. Our determination to win seemed like a hope to them. The body was getting tired. the rest made whatever preparations left needed to enter the battlefield. its called EF.

The following day, our body had walked 999 miles. There was that final mile. i knew the body had made that single step to start, and it WILL end it, with satisfaction. I was willing to dress as a mummy to help this body walk towards the end. (of course I'd do it anytime,) i could see teachers guiding, people shouting, people planning, it was like we were all getting our weapons all tuned up. Clock was ticking towards 8. People were gettign tense. MNS and sales people were
all readying themselves, ready to devote that remaining ounces of energy at one last shot.

Then they came,

At that moment where the first class walked in, the climax started. My mummy suit was fragile indeed, and was it that scary? Some people I tried to scare away towards my stall, risking a few pieces of tissue. Only to have them whisked away after seeing the stalls that we had to pass first. After a short while, I had escorts, these people came to try and scrutinise my suit, that was tearing apart. So once these people came to look, my travelling escorts try and sell them our products. Must also aim for the stalls that got big crowd. The crowd control system is inefficient, so once I pass these stalls, people look at me in shock. Then my escorts take advantage of this short window. I doubt the salespeople actually noticed we were trying to steal their customers. Every fifteen minutes, I took the responsibility of cleaning up the mess of which 3/4 I was responsible for. After abt 1 1/2 hrs, my suit was totally ripped. I stripped it off and just decided to weat the shades thing. It helps keep their attention span on me for that few crucial seconds. The method of distration. At about 10+ am, Our whole stock was sold out. So what did the people of CCC at the stall do?

...
...
Look left.

I didnt know what to say, the demand and supply part we failed. We should have increased the price... So what did we see when we looked left? CEO 2 having people coming in in droves. I looked at their supply of badges, woah, packets i tell you. Looks like our progress is halted till the next restock comes. So I, having a huge chunk of my energy gone, just lay there, recuperating. So most of the time I was looking left. I saw Ewan sitting somewhere. I saw CEO2 shouting out her products. Oh cool. So at 11+, our next stock came.

2nd wave...
First people came in, MNS was already half-tired, we still tried to attract. i looked at our tubes, ok, should be enough. The younger kids were easier to be persuaded for their money. i was certain our stock would last till like 2+. And guess what, 1.40, whole stock gone. We were stuck there useless. So now I had to promote our games that werent selling. Go around asking, asking asking. The lower primaries were very stubborn when it comes to games, they prefer products. Oh great.

At the end of all this. I was already exhausted. The only thing I seemed to be able to do was lie down and close my eyes. the experience was amazing and tiring. Then while I was getting up, somebody came and told me, "we sold 200 badges". I was too tired to even say wow.

overall, it was great, tiring yes, but there is no challenge without some exhaustion. The rivalry was tense. Woah. i think we profited at only the borderline of teacher's expectations. If I could have another fair, I'd try that again.

Tired,
Ismail(ibz_93)

Alas, its done.

Principals son...

2005-10-14T16:30:00.001+08:00

Coo... My title just suggests it all. Let me guess by a raise of hands... who thinks its stressful?

Well, maybe. Well, he is strict but doesn't pressurize me to go to any particular school, (even if i choose to go CC Sec). Well, one of the good things is that we cold engage in conversations... usually about the ridiculous things. Sometimes its even about the school system. He thinks Tharman is making too many changes. Then, the motivation is enough. i could just bask in it... haha.

But sometimes... the bad thing... teachers have to think higher of me because I'm the principal's son. Even my father agrees. Cannot say anything lah... usually the questions first asked when each of us come back is the same... "How was school/work" Its sometimes interesting to find out what people see from that point of view...so HIGH up. It varies sometimes... from monkeys to teachers having a little bit of a problem. he also says he preferred the company in Secondary school better cause he could relate to the students. In primary schools... well, no need say lah.

And, guess what, I have accomplished one thing, my cikgu hasn't scolded me for smiling for at least a few days now which usually includes sayign that my father is a principal. So what if I'm a principal's son? Am I supposed to be cleverer? Am I supposed to behave like some ****ty gundu who criticizes everything that is not in the school system? Whatever I do in school, my father never crosses my mind. Never. (Only the motivations) Having a hole in a shoe, my father didnt scold me because of anything. What am supposed to be huh? Im am me... Me is what some teachers think as arrogant. Me is what some teachers think is a clown. Me is what determines my actions. Me. Me alone. i sometimes just dont want to care any further of what the teachers think. I cant change it... so? Just look at them... and bow. Not like as if i was particularly rude to any teacher... (except when im accused wrongly, then I get rebellious.) Can't help it. Im Me. Ismail (varrigal) Zainal. Now, sometimes i even notice, if i were not a principal's son, would they particularly care if I actually have a hole in my shoe? Tell you the truth, holeS, one on each shoe. Then there was oen part when I was discussing this with my father, he thinks I have a hormonal problem... lolx. (I'm seriously growing into a young man? thats kinda bad) I wonder, personally, what makes them think im arrogant and make them think THAT i think I can do whatever I want in school. Again, my father doesnt cross my mind in the things I do.

If Im not mistaken, it started when i accidentally swore on the mike right, yeah. Hey wait a minute, to boot, why not... I make a list of all the stuff I had done that got gossips round.

P4: I had to miss one supplementary lesson and I was just asked to give the pretext of helping my father out. Well, nobody would know the exact reason, ill keep it all to me. =P

P5: Lets see, saying WTH on the mike, had a little misfunction in our group(diggers club). Ewan thinks its HW.

P6: The best ones of them all huh, having holes in my shoe. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, I actually still wanted that shoe bu was forced to throw it away cause my father scared I use agin. (I was planning to) And then, writing a crude song on a whiteboard, Right... The lyrics were changed by some idiot who made it worse. Yet to take revenge... No, mut manage impulsivity.

You see, all this is my doing, i dont need to care if my father is a principal. Isnt it? Well, smeday I'll understand. But now, looking back, I have been stupid huh. What made me do all these things. Is it im having an alter ego. (varrigal I call him) Sometimes I tell myself, I wont dance, act or anymore stupid stuff anymore, its all silly. Then when asked to do, I don't know why. Maybe varrigal just drives me. I seriously dont know how I managed to pull off Havah Nageela. i say I wont dance that agian, but no doubt, Varrigal is somewhere.

Im the principal's son, does it matter in a school, well MC, you might think the same liek what you have been telling me, but nevermind. i dont mind. After all, Im varrigal right. Is there anything else to say now? I doubt so. But I dont mind my father being principal. I just mind the expectations of my personality and actions huh. Well, guess what, my father was as freaky as me when he was young. It runs in the genes. =D WEll teacher, whether you choose to disclose this to others, I dun mind, do I? As far as i have known, the world is against me, wait a minute, thats another teenager problem isnt it?

half-conciously
Varrigal

Wel

Principal

2005-10-14T16:30:00.000+08:00

Plot 2.

2005-09-14T21:27:00.000+08:00

Q5.

Boy was fishing. Friend was with him. friend dared him to flick a coin inside and retrieve it back. Jack (Boy) took the dare and was stooping on a rock when he slipped and fell. He was struggling for his life. He tried to wade back to the shore but couldnt. He was startign to get exhausted.

Friend, Harry, was panicking. Jack was still strugglign when he grabbed on to a floating log. Now he was drifting towards a waterfall. He was shouting for help. But nobody could do anything. The mother was already there and weeping. jack fell.

He fell and floated to the shore. The villagers quickly rushed down to help. harry felt helpless. jack didn;t seem to be riviving. Soon, people considered him dead. "Emotional Scene"

Plot 1a

2005-09-14T21:09:00.001+08:00

Q3. I was spring cleaning in an attic when I discovered an antique chest around the corner of the attic . I opened it.

It seemed antique. I took a peep inside and saw several documents, handwritten letters and photographs. Not knowing what it was, I decided to look further. It seemed to be a diary of some sort, an archive. I read one of them and was puzzled about the contents. It talked about having another child, but not being able to produce one. I was puzzled, but this just made me want to find out more. I took out some of the documents, the photos showed my mother, father and sister. But where was I?

The documents showed a short filing from an adoption center. My parent's signature was on it. I saw a photo of my sister hugging me. It was then I saw a picture of my mother, whom my father said was abroad, not likely to return for a very tilong me. She left when I was four. Life had went on without her. I saw a picture of her holding me. All this.

It was then I found the most crucial article in the dusty chest. It was a little VCR. I palyed it on the VCR player in my room and my mother was there, she was speaking.

"Dear James, I know Smith was adopted, bu please treat him likr as if he were as good as Mary. Please, I beg you, bth mary and I love him, so take good care of him, I know I will be away for quite some time. "

I was adopted? I ran down to my father with the VCR trembling in my hands. Why/ Why e lied? My father's face fell. My sister also had a guilty look. My father lied, he told me my mother was so happy when I was born. I was adopteded?

Cannot take it any longer, I ran out. Went somewhere. Sad scene. Then. I walked back tomy block. My father was sitting on the ledge of the thirteenth floor. Mary was wailing. I begged my father not to. He just explained everything. ended with a sorry an jumped.

Father's loss was a torment. Mary and I had a little scene.

Plot 1a

2005-09-14T21:09:00.000+08:00

HW 2

2005-09-11T14:54:00.000+08:00

My friend and I were jogging round the park early one Sunday morning. Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from the bushes.

"What was that?" I queried.

"Not sure, I'm going to have a look," my friend, Harry, replied.

Both us us crept slower while the sound of shuffling in the bush got stronger and stronger. The curiosity in me was raging. It kept beckoning me to take a look. Finally, the both of us did. i peeped over and some men were moving some boxes into a truck. Again, I had already seen what made the noise, but now, that same instint was urging me to find out what's inside. i noted harry hashad that idea earlier than me. He was creeping as silently as he could towards one of the boxes pushed by the huge men. I quickly grabbed him.

"What?!" he spoke, annoyed.

"What if they know about this?" i asked.

"Well, its the risk I have to take," he replied casually.

I crept with him and we werejust about to open the box when a heavy, big man towered us. He had the face of a bulldog with muscles ripping across his limbs. His bloodshot eyes were clearly imminent. He could have passed for a Frankenstein look-alike. He then spoke something I could not make out beacuse of his deep accent and gruff voice. I was already on the threshold of fear. What could i do now? Harry obviously could not help me. He was trembling from head to toe. Before i knew it, the giant gripped harry by the neck and lifted him up easily.

"I'm sorry, sir" stuttered Harry.

"Nobody lives to see inside these boxes except us," he said menacingly.

It seems i could have swore that his eyes just got even more bloodshot as he started beating Harry up mercilessly. I was left speechless. The horrifying scene was taken before my very eyes. The other men just continued with their duties like as if nothing was happening. The giant was laughing merclilessly as Harry trie to hold his stomach n the excruciating pain. Blood was oozing from his forehead.

"Nooooo," I wailed. But this hellis scene was for real. What was I in this horrible, distorted picture, just a mere speck which needed no recognition, no attention. I was just a scrawny little kid.

This time, the giant's eyes had diverted to me. Terror gripped me. I found myself trembling. This time, i let my instincts get the better of me again. I ran away as fast as my leghs could carry me. Behind me was a raging stomping of feet. i think the giant was chasing me. Just then. He leaped and knocked me down. I was shouting for help and I saw one young lady call someone. If it was not the police, I'd msot likely be in big trouble. The madman then puchned me. I bent in the excruciating pain. Soon, i felt the conciousness run out of me, I tried in vain to hold it back. Then, in what seemed like decades, the police came and quickly headed over to the scene. One of the policeman picked up something from the box. A little packet of colorfuk pills. They were all stuffed in the police car then. From then, I closed my eyes.

Once I regained full conciousness, I found myself in an ambulance with Harry beside me, a little monitor was showing a straight, beepign line, he was dead.. Oh no! How coudl this have happened. Tears were trickling down my cheeks, I felt like wailing, but the sound just could not come out. I just stood there over a body with life ebbing away. I was helpless. I knew I would never see him again, forever and ever.

The week after, I jogged back to the same spot where we were attacked. The hellish scene was still in my mind, as clear as it could possibly be. The blood stain from Harry was still there, embedded onto the soil. I don't know if harry managed to find out what was insde, well, at least I do. Life is just unfair, i didn't consume it, nor possess it, and this had to happen. Why? Why? Over the patch of soil I let one tear drop. A little twinkle appeared. Form that day on, never did I step foot on that place again.

homework Edit...

2005-09-09T19:39:00.000+08:00

It was a Sunday Afternoon, my family and I were in the living room relaxing when the doorbell rang.

I came over to the door and opened it slightly. A distasteful sight entered my eyes. Two huge men with muscles ripping from their limbs stood with arms folded. Both hada face of a bulldo which would have made a child think he wasn't human. Their eyes and wrinkled carried many obstacles in their life. they wore some khakis and a a shirt which could have covered my whole scrawny body.

"I would like to see Mr.Smith," said one of them gruffly.

My father then walked over shivering. Seeing my father's state set me rooted to the ground. his eyes were darting around the house, trying in vain not to have eye contact. He then asked me to leave him. I walked over to my family in the living room, by now, the rest of my family had withdrawn in fear to the bedroom. My father's whimperings coudl be heard from inside. Some words could be caught by my ears.

"i don't have the money yet, give me more time!" my father said in the same whimpering voice.

"Owe Tow Kay pay Tow kay, no time left!" he said gruffly.

Though his limited vocabulary could make peopel scoff, his arms could make them think twice. Soon, my father brought them to the living room, I knew this had something to do with his extensive gambling habits. He was crouched up on a sofa while the two men towered him. I felt completely helpless. How I wished i could do something, but i could not. Soon, one of the loansharks raised his fist and drove them into my father's stomach. It was horrifying. My father gripped his stomach and bent down in excruciating pain. The cold laughter from the loansharks set the warmth in me escape. Not daring to even let out the sound of my breathing. My mother then took out a phone and called the police.

Then, my elder brother, about sixteen years old, dashed at them and tried to hit them. His attempt was in vain. they gripped his hand like a vice and gave it a sharp twist. A loud scream from my brother pierced the silence. He lay there not being able to move. One of them lifted him up with one hand and drove a punch. Then, he gripped my brother's neck. he was struggling but soon, his face was turning pale. Finally, his gagging stopped.

"Nooooo," I wailed, tears trickling down my cheeks, but this hellish scene was for real. My brother dropped limp to the floor.

I could not believe it. My brother just died trying to save a selfish man, my father. My beloved brother, now he was gone, forever ad ever. I was left speechless. he had so much to live for, and he had to die now. I just can't seem to do anything. I just wanted to see that glimmer of hope. Him struggling to open his eyes. i waited, but no glimmer of hope could be seen. My brother was still there. Now, my father was being beaten up. I thought he deserved that, but on second thought, could I bear losing two loved ones?

Just then, a group of policeman stormed in. They quickly handled the evil giants with ease. They really deserved it. my mother was there weeping and hugging my younger sister who was sobbing. I looked back to my brother, he still lay there. Why? Why did this have to happen?!

The next day, my mother decided to file a divorce as she could no longer tolerate my father's unrepentant. I doubt I could ever see my brother again, nor see myself in a full family.

Homework...

2005-09-07T16:02:00.000+08:00

It was a sunday afternoon, you and your family were relaxing in the living room when the doorbell rang.

I went over to the door and there stood a neat man in a suit.

"Erm, is Mr ismail there?" he asked.

"yes, I am," I replied.

"I have come to deliver some goods that were ordered by you" he spoke once again.

"But I didn't order anything!" I replied, shocked.

Now, my parents walked over and asked him. He kept on insisting that I had ordered a little crystal ball worth well over a hundred dollars. he still insisted although we denied. Then, he took out his cell phone and called his partner. Soon after, his prtner came up and did the same thing as he by insisting that I had bought it. This time, the suspicion was being diverted to me. Now, it was my turn to insist that I had not bought it. Soon, i decided to give in, but the anger in me was flaring. never had I been so angry before. Looking at his smug smile was no better. Why had i been accused of doing something I did not do? I had to find out why, or I would regret this for a long time.

I followed him for a while, determined to see what organiztio nhe was working for. He did not seem to have any car so he walked quite a long while, fingering my precious savings. He went back t his flat and i heard him talk to an old lady.

"Mother! Look! i have $100 now, we can buy some food for you!" he said excitedly.

"No Andy, keep it fr yourself first, find a proper job," she gasped.

"Mother? Why? Mother!" he was obviously worried.

"Goodbye Andy, stop cheating people, be a good man, i will always be by your side," she said as she took her last breath and closed her eyes eternally.

"Mother! No!" he wailed uncontrollably. He was there sitting pitifully with his hands. I myself was overwhelmed, i just saw an old lady, one lovedby someone, die before my very eyes. It seems that he had stepped into the world of grief. I myself could not bear to have my mother die because sh was hungry. Never would I allow that. He was now turnign his face away from his mother, he seems to not be able to bear with the hellish scene, but it was for real. His mother had died, and there was nothing he was able to do. Nothing.

Sympathizing with him, i walked in and gave him the last few savings i brought along. He said thank you and walked out of the doo, tears trickling from his cheecks.

Now many years had passed and i am living my own independant life, but still, whenever I see a wrinkled man who had seen a lot in his life, I crane my neck even further to see those eyes of a businessman whose love towards his mother was unforgettable.

My Neglection,

2005-08-26T09:18:00.000+08:00

the Fast And Consistent always beats the Slow And Methodical.

Well, i haven't been blogging for long, at least I made a good farewell post, that is, the DISC one. Well, I need to buck up right, i can;t expect different results by doing the same thing. I need to improvise. i havent been blogging nor doing my novel for very long. You remember what the boy said, Proccrastinate, imagine this, you slack off, then you do badly for PSLE, then still dont want to study, then O levels. Then you eventually never get diploma, you cant reverse time. So now look at a bad life. How could you get your dream life.

You see, will blogging or novel help alot in my exams??? i dont think so. So if you want better results, you must IMPROVISE.

Lets visualise now,
You are walking down a long corridor, the floor is burnign coal.Its called PSLE REVISION!

Then at the end, there is a bright light and a timer.
The end is called PSLE.

Remember, the whole class is walking through this corridor, all at the same pace.

But it doesnt end here, You see, the good thing, that is walking down the corridor, is not nice. Like medicine.

So at the sides of this corrdor, there are doors. Many of them. Alot. They are called Desires.

the master of all this is called TEMPTATIONS.

So you can't even try to take a peek in the Desires. there is a huge vacuum, its called, Withdrawal. Cause you have seen the door of desire, you have taken a sneak peek, an dyou really want it, you cant pull back from it. You get totally sucked in, and sucked there, enjoying time. but you see, this delays you. the more time you spend on the hot coal, the more rewards it will reap.

in the midst of all these, you have this glowing spirit in you, its called MOTIVATION. this helps you close the door of Desires. It fights TEmptations. Your WILL, PURPOSE, AND DETERMINATION are the key allies of MOTIVATION.

but there are still dangers lurking in the corrdor, if you walk a loong distance you get tired right. there si this devil, he is called LATER. This guy zaps away your will. You want to continue walking, what does the devil say to your brain "later." this later is TEMPTATION'S friend.

have you ever noticed ur mother says "STUDY SMITH!"

then you'd go like, "later mum."

Well,that is it, its all later. Even when i want to blog sometimes, later comes in,

So fight off this later,

say "BEGIN!"

Later tries to attack you,

you say "begin!"

This way, later will sometimes give up. Yes, its very hard at first, but Desires are strong, Temptations are malicious. But no, wait, Im not saying you cant go into the door, say television. Soemtimes you csan, you are not wearing some fireproof skin you know. The burns are painful. You can take a rest. But after PSLE, there is this place called rewards, strangely, you find it familiar, you walk down the corridor made of cool air. You look around at the labels, it all seems familiar. Its called rewards. After PSLE, you can go in the doors all you want, there is no timekeeper. there is no labels at the end. Its just you, and rewards.
So the next time you want to step into the door of desire, think, if you can withstand the heat further, then do it. you know what also happens when you step into the door of desires. It opens yet another pathway, a long winding one, thus, delayign your time even further, as you know,
the shortest path between two points is a straight line, not a winding one.

So judge on your own will and wisdom. noen of us lack them.

Adios,
Ibz_93

The DiSC people...

2005-07-15T19:13:00.000+08:00

Oh man, I'm really sorry about the neglection. I've been like, so engrossed in my novel (like ewan and powerpoint) that it pains me to have a little pause. Its so fun seeing what I can do about me being an alien, nevermind skip that,

I'm now here to explain the FOUR (4) types of people. Miss Chia should know if I am not mistaken. Now please, I'm not trying to bebiased towards any people, each has their pros and cons. Which I will touch up on some other time.

A D person stands for Domineering. The first thought that comes to your mind is bossy right? Well relatively, you are correct.

An i person stands for influential. The first thought I suppose is get people to do your stuff. Well, that is HALF correct.

An S person stands for Steadiness. This person doesn't really like change. prefers to always take the route which is okay or benefits him. toget him to change his routine would uually need an i.

A C person, stands for Conscientiousness, this person highly sticks to accuracy. A perfectionist as one would call it.

On general categories, An I and S are the favourable ones with the D and C as not really favourable.

D and I are usually more powerful than the environment whereas S and C are less powerful than the environment.

D and I are extroverts whereas S and C are introverts.

D and S are usually independant and task-oriented, I and S are people-oriented and base on good strong relationships.

So I have just given you the general categories, now on to saying the details of each type of people.

A D person, often tends to be directive and usually can get the job done. You can usually trust this people to finish a task.
Their goal is results and control, and their motivation is challenges. Usually this people are not liked by a group as they tend to have minimal amount of concern for the problems of others. Their fear ultimately is loss of control. From there they would usually be very uncooperative.
Under pressure they get very cranky and have a lack of concern for others. "I DONT CARE JUST GET IT DONE OKAY!?"

Key characteristics.
I know what I want and go after it.
Is motivated to get immediate results.
May openly questions the way things are done.
Is actively competitive.

Personal Preferences
I enjoy taking charge of situations.
I like to take on new challenges that are real `test’ to me.

Personal Development Opportunities.
Understanding that everyone needs other people at times.
Learning to pace yourself better and know when to relax.
E.g:kamini and vanessa.

An i person, often revolves around relationships and can motivat a griup to do something. Usually they are favoured becasue they tend to be very encouraging towards others. Their goal is usually approval. their motivation is approval and occasionally recognition. They tend to be interactive. A group with an I person usually is a very motivated group. Under pressure, they can be two different types. under extreme pressure they might turn into a D-like person, but under soft pressure they get disorganised. You can see this when we are struck in oral, when we are stuck our mind goes simly blank and the words we think of is usually, die die die. often able to have a good sense of humor.

Key Characteristics
I make new friends easily
Tendency to be warm, trusting of others
Is open about their own feelings

Personal Preferences
I like to be recognised by others
Prefers more favourable, casual relationships and working conditions

Personal Development Opportunities.
Learning to be more organise and systematic
Understanding how to be more firm and direct (Under pressure, might turn into D)

E.g: Ewan and I.

An S person, usually follows a routine which he/she is fine of, it might take a good persuader to get them to break away from that limiting barrier. They are usually the very supportive ones. their motivation is cooperation. their goal is stability. These people usually stick to what people say and just do do do. They don't question much about motives. they fear change or uncertainty

Key Characteristics
Tend to be more low-keyed and easy going.
Most comfortable when they know what is expected of them

Personal Preferences
Likes being part of a collective effort in doing things.
Prefer know procedures and the stability gained from a defined, proven way of doing things

Personal Development Opportunities.
Managing unexpected and ongoing change
Understanding to be more assertive

E.g: Reuben

A C person. Often looks for accuracy and order in whatever they do. Their motivation is quality and accuracy. they fear Critisicm. They won't go well with a sarcastic person. Their interaction focus is usually plan. under pressure, they get overly critical of themselves or of others. these are the kind of people you can use if you want accuracy in the task given. this people will plan thoroughly before any action, think before acting is their usually unknown motto. They are quick to question motives, expects quality from teammates, they are sometime snot favoured due to their... hard to say... Some call it bossy, which is like D. But nevermind.

Key Characteristics
Is motivated to be thorough, accurate and uncomfortable with mistakes
Often demonstrates caution, curiosity
May become critical of the quality of work actually performed.

Personal Preferences
I prefer to be careful, quiet and observant
I like situations where I can perfect my ideas

Personal Development Opportunities.
Learning to be tolerant to imperfections
Awareness of the importance of more directly communicating and discussing views with others
E.g: Could be palani and xin yi.

In a way, some might think that in leadership positions, I will notgo well with the way D does things and vice-versa.

But they usually must learn to work together, this brings me to a story regarding the hare and tortoise which has a funny twist to it.

Once upon a time a tortoise and a hare had an argument about who was faster.
They decided to settle the argument with a race. They agreed on a route and started off the race.
The hare shot ahead and ran briskly for some time. Then seeing that he was far ahead of the tortoise, he thought he'd sit under a tree for some time and relax before continuing the race.
He sat under the tree and soon fell asleep.
The tortoise plodding on overtook him and soon finished the race, emerging as the undisputed champ.
The hare woke up and realised that he'd lost the race. The moral of the story is that slow and steady wins the race.

This is the version of the story that we've all grown up with.

But then recently, someone told me a more interesting version of this story.
It continues…………
The hare was disappointed at losing the race and he did some Reflection. He realised that he'd lost the race only because he had been overconfident, careless and lax.
If he had not taken things for granted, there's no way the tortoise could have beaten him.
So he challenged the tortoise to another race. The tortoise agreed.
This time, the hare went all out and ran without stopping from start to finish.
He won by several miles.

The moral of the story :
“ Fast and Consistent will always
Beat the Slow and Steady “

If you have two people in your organisation; one Slow, Methodical and Reliable, and the other Fast and still Reliable at what he does.
The Fast and Reliable chap will Consistently Climb the organisational ladder Faster than the Slow, Methodical chap.

It's good to be Slow and Steady; but it's better to be Fast and Reliable.

But the story doesn't end here.
The tortoise did some thinking this time, and realised that there's no way he can beat the hare in a race the way it was currently formatted.
He thought for a while, and then challenged the hare to another race,
but on a slightly different route.
The hare agreed.
They started off. In keeping with his Self-made Commitment to be Consistently Fast, the hare took off and ran at top speed until he came to a broad river.
The finishing line was a couple of kilometers on the other side of the river
The hare sat there wondering what to do.
In the meantime, the tortoise trundled along, got into the river, swam to the opposite bank, continued walking and finished the race.

The moral of the story ?
“ First identify your core competency
and then change the playing field to
suit your core competency “

The story still hasn't ended………
The hare and the tortoise, by this time, had become pretty good friends and they did some thinking together.
Both realised that the last race could have been run much better.
So they decided to do the last race again, but to run as a team this time.
They started off, and this time the hare carried the tortoise till the riverbank.
There, the tortoise took over and swam across with the hare on his back.
On the opposite bank, the hare again carried the tortoise and they reached the finishing line together.
They both felt a greater sense of satisfaction than they'd felt earlier

The moral of the story ?
It's good to be Individually Brilliant and to have strong Core Competencies; but unless you're able to Work in a Team and Harness each other's Core Competencies, you'll always Perform below par because there will always be situations at which you'll do poorly and someone else does well.

The hare and the tortoise also Learnt another vital Lesson :
“ When we stop Competing against a rival and instead start Competing against the Situation, we Perform far Better “

To sum up, the story of the hare and tortoise teaches us many things; Chief among them are :
- Fast and Consistent will always beat slow and steady.
- Work to your Competencies.
- Pooling resources and working as a team will always beat
individual performers.
- Never give up when faced with failure; and finally,
- Compete against the situation NOT against a rival.

I'm sure you'd find this a great version of the classic one. Seriously, I'll stick to this story for my whole life, i think. So in this case, if I and D could work among the team together, they can actually be dynamic, where I motivates, D controls.

So look for these qualities, and then analyse your friend. You'd find this rather an interesting task... Hehe...

Adios,
Ismail (ibz_93)

Change of view?? Maybe....

2005-06-20T10:22:00.000+08:00

... War... as I said in my previous post... it reveals around lies... Weps of MaWhat could change my perspective? Perspective of what? Human emotion...

In seems inborn, emotions, can be from lightening to extremely dangerous... Where one could die for... Many reasons....

So far things have been happeningss destruction? hah what rubbish..Dump it and step on it if u can... Oil... One of the biggest requirements of mankind, Millions of dollars involved... In the oil companies... the mangers drive porches.... Imagine that... And what is America thought of? Super-country... One of the strongest fighting force, bush thinks he needs more... he needs to be part of the oil industry... See, part of human greed...

So War is waged... Media... Media... Everybody believes media... Your source for information...Hah... On extremely major events, they could be saying rubbish... if you were to recall how many years ago...lets bring you on a tour through Ibz's time machine...back to Bush's first election with another person...I cant remember his name...so lets call him Mr.John. (Btw, this was even before Kerry's election.)

Bush vs john In presidential election... at that time... there was BBC,Cnn, FOX news etc. But Fox news was the most reputed news producer. So actually Mr John won the election... Fox claimed they had a delay in broadcasting the news abt the elections, So BBc,Cnn got the news and said it... John won... then Fox News.... who was the manager of it? ... bush's cousin. As I said, Fox news was the most reputed news producer, even the other channels base their news on them. So Fox news altered the news.... they say bush won, so the other News channels apologised for their "mistake" and changed the news... omg...how dishonest...

No some people think i like Bush... well, clearly i dont. ok maybe its not so clear... but i dont. I simple... errr....like to observe him, his electons etc... So how did he deal with the incident of Sept 11? he just sat there in the elementary school staring at a book..upside down...doing nuthin... For abt 15 min. Complete stupidity.

Well... in the case of th Iraq war... its greed... but in the case of the murder case? What could it be? greed too? or maybe anger.... how about a shot at jealousy?

possibilities... well, between my family and i...

He could have err "did it" with that woman and was threatened and outof worry or anger killed her... because in murder of men and woman, there were many times this conclusion was jumped at. So anger can kill... So can jealousy... but which is worse? I'd say jealousy just has a darker side to it...

In the casino issues which caused an outrage...Govt. had to decide between social responsibility or the sake of their own economy... i think the money part fitted it more...well , govt. is still singaporeans.., We usually have this sense of its them, not me, want to care for wad?

so change of view?? maybe...maybe not... What do u think bout human emotions?

Ismail (ibz_93)

U

2005-06-20T10:16:00.000+08:00

Dunno...

2005-06-07T18:40:00.000+08:00

there is no emotion,
there is peace,

there is no ignorance,
there is knowledge,

there is no passion,
there is serenity,

there is no chaos,
there is harmony.

Above is a code of some sort... lets see if you can figure out what it is... But nvm, on to what my probably last posting for close to 1 wk (Ill be on holiday)

i would most likely be raising issues to talk abt.. Btw, Mc, most liekly you were scolded by that mad woman for trying to poke ur nose into her own business, well, she could have saw u staring at her with disgust... human psychology... well, what more could i actually say?

And now war is waging out in Iraq/US... btu what i see it as was bush's greed... yes greed... if you to see on the history of Iraq, they are one of the largest oil suppliers...key to our energy needs... and over 400+ people hve already died from US army... they cant attack Saudi Arabia...it can cause a great outrage...and too, they send people out to *die* for their country... but are they reallly dying for the right cause?

my thoughts... shouldnt the presidents stop thinking abt political issues for a while and ge to the gym and have a good muscle build-up... Why? when they accuse something.... before eaging war... why not have both of the people in the boxing ring... u know... okay

Bush: Okay Saddam, shut ur yap abt not having mass destruction wepons... lets go to Englands grand boxing ring...

then they fight it out... and they should film it...the worlds biggest criminal fighting it out an inhumane person...

haiz... what has our world turned into? Where people are consumed by greed and malice... even taking over the world is considered greed, But noooooo, I wanna have this i wanna have that blah blah blah...

where little children once innocent of thinking they want to be a superhero, now turn to have malice in them...

Cant we humans... we call ourselves intelligent, but is killing our own species inteligent? We are no better than the apes... even they dont kill each other. And we were so intelligent to create what? Money.... money,money,money..

So people rob people steal just for this slip of paper saying (value) $

Now, remember te good/evil balance? think of ut this way, If everybody in the world was soooo good, every little mistake that offends even slightly can be considered a capital offence... If our world was soooo evil, every mistake would result in your death cause the victim will kill you, where you coiwer in fear of those more powerful..

So is ou world ever perfect? Noo...it just isnt fair...

My new imagestation has officialy opened...

2005-05-28T08:35:00.000+08:00

45 images.... lets see... sry, i only took the best so that unrequired photos no need to put in.... It will increase loading time u see...

i will post it in my links k??

Adios,
ismail

MW close up....

2005-05-26T11:43:00.000+08:00

Rather dissapointing... actually i chose to rather listen to other peoples opinion rather than ask questions myself..till i was forced to... well i wouldnt say it was THAT exciting considering the fact that most of the questions were regarding ONE DAY oni....so pathetic... Be yourself day... haiz.... how interesting...

I was more interesti#ed i hearing about changes in the school, or not, the school system. That was when MW misinterpreted my question, but i didnt bother. Get it done with and done, haha. Still quite useless, my dad already warned me, MW is sharp. So she was, she put down every question like she can see the future, except for the locker one, which she answered like as if it was a waste of her time, giving her an impression of laziness in us... Well, the question she mis interpreted was pondering in my mind since last year... but didnt bother to ask anyone, as i thought they wouldnt be able to answer it... Nvm... ill just leave it til the next time i think about it.

then she kept stressing our lack of passion whioch equals to migrant workers.... still, it was only one day they think about... Be yourself day...Racial day lar.... Its just ONE DAY of wearin different clothings... well, uniforms see to be her sense... But rather... it is under instructions of MOE... to have uniforms..design is up to the school, but itmust be a uniform... It actually makes yus a common person...it doesnt divide us regardless of race, religion or etc...

The questions that recieved much interest were the prefectship and the uniform questions... well, in fact... the thing about the P5 prefect is just a mask....we basically do not like the way he speaks...too young for his age... lolx. =P

but one of the main preblems to a prefect is someone who has already been a prefect, these people know the boundaries of being a prefect. With this valuable info, you can actually push every prefect to their boundaris before stepping back. it is rather disturbing for me to see prefects who seem like... that tie just gives them a key to scold people. they are like... pawns.
Well, and prefects always have this dilemma... To be on the teachers side or the students side. Rather, its a rather insensible logic. To be on the teachers side students will note you as being snobbish proud etc. To be on thr students side it is like as if you are actually risking your tie. thats shameful. To be in the middle can be close to impossible... palani is already trying to be in the middle, but somewhat he failed...and from my sources, he'll get replaced soon... So what is this world of prefectship? being the teachers pawn? Most likely. The stuff about leadership qualities is actually just a mask. To be a prefect..well, to boys, gets you further away as we all know you hve their "restrictions". As i said, they are as good as the teachers pawns... follow what the king says... they go off... Moving one step at a time. What these people are trying so hard to avoid...is to do what they think is right... because ive seen it, prefects arent really doing what they know i right... i see kamini standing there, urging for a teacher to come so she can dish out an order... palani and Emer standing there, qaiting for the time they can go back to their normal places and become normal persons... what is prefectship for???

Sorry i was going off the point... well, alas, the meeting could have been better....

Sincerely,
ismail (ibz_93)

Exam...the longest week...

2005-05-18T20:11:00.000+08:00

Finally over rite? Or is it? This is the question of guilt then ponders in our minds whenever we start to party... PSLE havent come...why want to celebrate like some hooligan? Well I dont know... lets try and give a recount of D-day...English paper 2... you could say our compos was the 101st Airborne division paratroop drop outs...

All of us knew... Whether this could mean Miss Chia Blasting her piece of mind across the classroom if get low grades. Whther this could mean the smile full of joy...the nags... the happiness... Everyones agenda lies differently here...Nobody knows...

We all sharpen our axes..In some people I ask,... Most say do Asst.
We are like in a constant shapeshift form... At home, Asst. Bk king.. at school, A loaded terminator...

MC's teaching kinda divides us in these given grps.

Rambo grp
hybrid Grp
terminator grp

As you can see, rambo would mos tlikely be the most reckless one as he can actually try to miraculously kill an army... but this is reality, you dont have mindless people shooting air... But little traps lurching forward to take you..of course that consists of 1-2 mrks.

Terminator grps, Expert mine detectors.. they work on a simple objective, Find, Secure, Answer, Check, This seems to be their own steel way..

hybrids are the ones that wedge in between.

So what are we... we run out with highlighters and all, carrying the flag bearing our name. but what are we fighting for? What worth? ... Oya, A* in all subjects. But what do the diabolical minds of MOE plan for all this..
i still can never figure out the school system...

back to the exams...
So we fight our way throughm, somehow having 100 hp. S what are we going to do? Sharpen our axe first...then sharpen and waste more time... or what?

Which do YOU fall under... the so-called efficient one or the kiasu one?

BGR..... never liked talkin bout that... cos one way or another it involves me...

2005-04-29T21:02:00.000+08:00

What am I?? Am i really a sexist? Am I? Or is it just im disgusted? Maybe. BGR is a rather complex issue...

Ewan : Boys earn girls spend...

Rather true... but now girls got BIG dreams...i wanna be a doctor,a scientist... Last time, it was, i wanna have a husband and capiche,

Children think of BGR as I like you... they forget the part where the other party also complie to this. A likes B....the whole world tells everyone that, but B hates A...how? Can classify as BGR...6A doesnt care do they, they just chuck this pair into the love boat. People see boy girl talk to each other...they'll go...eeeeeeeeee.... (the length depends on each individual)
he like her... Oh how pathetic...how sickening...how naive...how stupid.

Ceratin eyes dart around wildly looking for the perfect couple... what are we? Matchmaking service? You like blah blah blah? guess guess guess...and guess what, some people openly decalre their love to other people, of course thats a tragedy that happens once only, they dont dare to do it again, but oh yaaaaah, some fools still continue...terrible cases these are...

BGR...is a pathetic little process in human life... now BGR = BOY AND GIRL RELATIONSHIPS... not only one party ikes the other party...and now what, 12-year-olds are so clever now, once they "lock" their relationships, they use technology, SMS, email, chat. Oh sickening. Some are guilty right.. In what I see as the true circimstace of BGR.. that is...

A likes B, B likes A, they start to get closer...happy now? now A likes B B hates A. And some write about their crushes... aha another thing.. someone who has a CRUSH on you is not you GF. Mind that, use proper terms. As I was saying, some write about their crushes in diaries lah, and guess... they show the whole world. i tell you, If i could invent technology that can censor what people say, I'd censor all stuff that embarasses ppl. Its not that simple as it eems u know, saying I like you, then the other party has to go through the humiliation of having people they dont like stated as their "GF". now to remind you all, we are just 12. Movies...television, they teach too much love.

now i dont know who is living more torture, me or Chih Siong, once ying Teng is stated, Ill win 1000 bucks in a bet that Desmond is the first person to egg Chih Siong on. Well, I dont know how in thw world this arises as Chih Siong, Im pretty confident, didnt make this story, he is too clever for that. Somehow you see, once you have someone that has a crush on u, life is a misery, you would hear u love **** everyday. It gets sickening, what they see as a joke, if done repeatedly, it gets on ones nerve... Look at Palani , no one declared that hey like him, and he leads a peaceful life, and nobody even bothers to pry inside, but why out of all the people me? why not chase down someone your own size? Everyday i hear this question...ismail, who you like? And its obvious I would say no..i dont bother with this kind of things..and now what? tehy run a lottery business... they anyhow say, no jackpot rather, must wait til someone says it.... Oh someone help em eradicate this nonsense. Yes, i didnt say u cant have a crush on someone, but I strongly dont advise, you can, but please, for the sake of the victim, keep it to yourself. Resist the temptation.

Hey people like VC,JM,DK, get my point? No need to pry. there is no requirement to. You dont get commision for finding private stuff out.

So once again, please be sensitive,
Ismail

Rising above Adversity and Goalz

2005-04-21T11:15:00.000+08:00

Goal!!!....eh not that type...

You see... Mini-Ismael has a little problem. u see Mini-ibz (my heart) has a problem...he doesnt, know how to create a goal.... He is afraid he fall inside a longkang. Hoo Seng Wei has set a goal for himself...and die die he want to achieve leh. I donno wat todo..some ppl like ewan wants to play for Newcastle... Kamini wants to get her diploma, and study law and become a lawyer.... Jia Min also want to become a Lawyer with Kamini, they can lie together against the crimes of...err....evil. but also remember...

TOO ERR IS HUMAN, TO FORGIVE IS DIVINE.... that if i am not mistaken is a quote from Shakespeare. If i am not wrong...

So you see...if we work hard we can achieve...rather it is quite true... It takes a strong heart to get to an impossible dream... No one can really tell what ur future lies...as they say what you do in your present affects your future and it all becomes a past. No one can tell.

But sometimes to pursue a dream you must know the basics of that particular dream...you cant be a lawyer if you consider helping an old lady cross the road a bad thing.

What Miss Chia said has impacted quite alot in the matter of goals...but still Min-ibz doesnt know what is his goals...and he doesnt want counselling either...oni Ismail and mini-Ismael can help him. Btw...Ismail is my soul. So if I cant decide a goal... I dont have the motivation...wihout motivation...no purpose...no purpose...no life... eventually boils down to getting nothing in life

So am i currently feeding the white dog more or the black dog more...I believe Im on the qual side after opinion from my father cos we devised a timetable to resolve our basic disputes on how much time I want to divide. So U see...a timetable can help...but u still need a dream. My dream is general too general rather...I wanna have a good life...but looking at this new world...I dont think I could... Just close yuor eyes and imagine...You goit through U... But ustill cant find a job..everyday U caome home stressed out...you cant get a job..whats going to be of you now? Hmmm...thinkin bout it...i think I might see myself wearing a white coat and listening to people stating their sicknesses....pathetic...But my parents think i might be a journalist... Cos they say i think alot... err...I dun think I'd be going to Iraq and writing bout the devastation Bush has done...

Basically i dun wan juts acedamics...I like being a leader... I usually put myself as facilitator.. haha...I don really like a disorganised grp..yes i dun care abt myself...but a grp i care ok... So I usually like to be the leader...but somrtimes all leaders goes througfh ups and downs to the point whre sometimes we just feel like giving up... that happened to me at my CCA i became leader always get scolded for being blur...Hey im changed now for godss sake

I like to look at my life....as a peaceful ones... Let me ask you one question...remember as ovarall i repeat as OVERALL... would you find that your current present is happy...remember OVERALL...many ppl tend to not think ont his big picture and just feel that theirlife is miserable over a simple exam... their life doesnt have a fulls top there... our story goes on and on with surprises and excitement...thrills...fars...emotions fill or little story... Happiness.sadness..grief... Our life is never predictable..

So now... am I gonna be a chicken or the eagle... U see... I think I am trying to get to the middle of these two...its typical singaporean... Be safe...but try to reach out at least .

Follow your purpose by ur heart,,,mind.... But there is one dream I never think I could achieve...that is to interlock comepletely with my purpose....but partly i
cannot because i dun think i have purpose. Ironic.

now about ewan calling me next Sgproe president which wil never be...Sgpore will be a havoc place harbouring terrorists... All the importyant roles lie here.

Ismail = President

Ewan = Senior Mentor

Palaniyappan = Prime Minister

Chee Ying & Chih Siong = Part of cabinet, head of NUS meaths and science. MOE...no more tharman

Emersius = Free trip to USA to learn more English...Singlish Eradicator

Wei Tong = Sports School Chairman. Ministry of Sports.

Ahmed Saddique = Possible Terrorist, Or misnistry of defence.

Zi Hao = Computer Security Systems...

Cui Sheng = Tourism Boards Chairmen... Get more economy Ministry of Foreign Affairs

Tee Zhuo = Board of Architects

Heng wei = Like ewan... I dunno...

jia Min = Ministry of Law

Like their roles? hehehehe.....

Dory = Creator of our new national anthem... Piano played... No more Majulah sgpore by Zubir Said... ewan provode lyrics....

Sincerely,
ismail

Hey bush...meet my strings of geniuses except me....

|nNoVaT|i0n

2005-04-13T17:20:00.000+08:00

Im breaking just to get to this seat in a world like this...

Innovation....

truly.. our class is pretty sexist, you dun touch a girl/boy without twitching your eyes, giving a shrug, jerking your head, shaking vigorously, closing your eyes, and alot more. Ewans group i also noticed losing morale. o_O Lol they have alot of spirit. What is it... i think ive become braver this year. at a cost of course which I prefer to disclose to myself. My team has to go through a stage of stated above plus a few aiyahs/aiyohs yamer yammer yammer. When we're done, Im forced to get out of my precious seat whre i will seat to cool down from these few seconds of complete trauma. then must shout somemore. With a word i find pretty ridiculous, not at all related to what i would be learning about. (super) what has super got to do with anything. maxwell say batman. haiz... And how to be innovative leh, u see lah, we are the kind of people who like to get in our little comfort zone.
<-----------------Comfort Zone------------->

see... our range of comfort zone is pretty small, get used to it, capiche, we stick to it like some mouse who finds a hige amount of cheese, and eventually it finishes, and they have to search, that cheese was abundant, now its going to finish. (rings a bell?) We just cant seem to move, but forget all these, i shall now shift myself to talk about what the purpose of this post here is....ready? Lets go?

change, can vary in many forms, change one variable you can gt a complete re-vamp. Lets say, change, hugga hugga to gaggu gaggu, u sound like a tribe from the stone age. change putting your elbows together to punching your fist in an arched position, police, there are dangerous barbarians in our class. Instead of shouting our cheer, cant we just say it nicely and politely instead of comepeting for who shouts the loudest. haiz.... 1001 ways to get innovative. i actually have a book of inventions by innovative people who just created a simple thing and yet we cannot live without it. Some examples are,Post-it note, we take it for granted, but it was acciedntally created by a man who discovered its potential. this guy, Arthut Fry,w as planning to create the strongest glue. but he tried it on a piece of paper and stuck it somewhre, abd then he tried taking it off, it came off cleanly and easily, and it was also reusable. He offered 3M wh found out its potential, now its used in offices worldwide. also look at the guy who invented he safety pin, actually he was a freak who owed loansharks alot of money, so eventually the loansharks got fed-up and gave him a piece of wire and a little metal head. "Create a thing that we can patent. So this freak tried it out and got a safety pins, his patent was a success, but then the claim went to the loansharks.

see, over the simplest things, theres an inventor to it, from the creator of pampers, to the microchip. everything here come from the persom, goes to the process and the curent press, and finally reaches the satge where the final product is made. well ,these someof these people made it by accident wheras some went to frustration, all it needs is an imaginative brain... Back 2 our class... now we cant really think can we? we are a bunch of screwed up robots, knowing how to solve a bunch of questions, follow formula. Capiche we're done. From the cheer to whatever else we do? Do we think we can really change it to that? or is it we think we are just too old for this. (i think ive grown past the age of singing gd mornin 6a) See, people have mentality of different kinds, but i find the most creative persons to be Ewan, that eccentric brain of his. life never boring ound him =) For ewan he can technically work with everyone cept HL. haiz... lol. Crossfires everywhre. and sometimes some people get to the point of no chnage we are currently in this little time cycle.

eat,School,study,eat,sleep. Some of us have this rigid and boring timetables. To the point if we branch out from School and study..... its DO DO DO.

Cant change can we? If i became the MOE head, life in school would be so much different. may not be easy, at least fun. Dont want them to live through my school life. but sadly, many people are stuck into the school system tht is DESIGNED with a purpose to SURVIVE, no matter what we do, chuck knowledge into our brains, we grow old, more knowledge, go home. See. but some teachers are exceptional they know how to make lessons very interesting. but you see, we cant over-expect teachers to make every lessons interesting for a class of 30-40 pupils. We have a tight schedule, see now SA1 sitting next mth. And to have an intersting lesson, its back-breaking work for teachers, they must plan alot, but if teachers do manage to achieve this, I tell you i will respect them to the highest level of educaton, but currently, none can achive it can we? haha. Im not mocking you MC plz note that.

So change your life...if some can, why cant you, currently I dont think we can. Which includes me. what is innovation without spirit. It took Edison 1009 times before he can achive that light bulb. in my eyes, our class looks like a ENORMOUS sloth. haha. xD

What can we do to innovate, now remember, dont take teachers words anyhow then think, must innovate,innovate, we start things small, lets say, change our cheer? Ypu can even innovate your own mindset. change it entirely, but that is meant to be gradual, dun anyhow change your whole mindset and start bombing the white house shouting for terrorist rights. or declare war on another country just because you saw that their army held rockets and you are holding a parang. and say that you saw them have destructive weapons. take it gradual, first, u sabo that country by putting a nuclear bomb in the place. lol just joking lah.

No change = No excitement = No wildness = No Brain = No LIFE = no PURPOSE

So firstly, before i start telling other people to change, i will try and d my part for my group, must get them to change first, But cuently i have.....

No Hope = No determination = No tries = No success

but if i were to forget all that i still ahve my purpose in mind, to change.

I see a shooting star, well that means got luck,
Ismail (ibz_93)

One needs something to believe in, something for which one can have whole-hearted enthusiasm. One needs to feel that one's life has meaning, that one is needed in this world. - hannah sennesh

What have I been doing this 1 mth.

2005-04-07T11:43:00.000+08:00

Wht in the world have I been doing this month? ... Actually i dont blog for a few reasons.

1) No assignment, but now i have created a project for meself. Haha

2) No time

Time time time time. its because you cant reall feel a free day anymore. You would find that holidays are extremely precious. From games to studies. I am a little cartoon carrying a 80 kilo guy. Little people like me stay at home most of the time though. i am not a nonsocial person. Now in this case, even if you say my holidays i can play games. Watch, my 1 week holiday, a few days taken up by my fathers plan t go holiday, each day think abt how to do hw. Then on weeked, 1 hr a day to play computer. then my god, now he is saying i am getting addicted. to be engrossed in this little precious 1 hr playing computer, i rarely like to be disturbed. At forst i was on a 2hr each day. Then he reduc saying that I am addicted. to be addicted is if you cant live without comp, actually i cant. Nvm. Skip the addiction, I dun like talking bout it. Gets me angrier with my father.

So this month is pretty normal, except the burning feelin that I have to improve. My brain wont pop. I will get even madder. i find it funny and scary when my parents look over my shoulder everytime i do my work. Im alone in this little world,cept for my parents encuragement. And they persist in trying to get me a goal, which I they constantly fail. i dont know why. i dont think I can reach great heights. So I dont aimfor a school. i just hope for good marks in PSLE. Getting great heights.... I dun think i can do. xD =P =X

So this month, not so exciting.

Lousy rather. Completely lousy. Must improve. make a 10000000000000000000km ladder and reach for the stars, after that fall inside longkang.

Do you think you can climb great heights? some may , some may not. Be fall inside longkang? get burnt by the sun? Get the star and find out its too hot?

......
ismail (ibz_93)

CrEaT|v|tY

2005-04-07T11:39:00.000+08:00

Now ibz05's blog has a changed purpose, it is now my blog for a specific project regarding creativity. it is based on a book wriiten by Kwang, Liberating the Creative Spirit in Asian Students, he was also the writer of why asians are less creatiev than westerners. Hahahhahahha.

What me parents say.......

2005-03-10T11:20:00.000+08:00

the remedy, is that experience, in the only cure as on the comedy, is a whole new way.... -

Well.....U could say i was quite relieved as they didnt have much angry reactions....

Well, 1st I told em my maths.... 1st they ask e what were my last year SA2 marks.... I told them.. then they compare, Diff of about 4 marks.

dad: Decrease by four marks???

I:Ya.. err....

Dad: Ushould have increased, now must give me 4 sums that = to 4

I: ok

Lol, It was pretty easy.

Then came my science....

Dad: Hmmm.....

I:??

dad: Last year got?

I:bout 83.

Dad: So increse by 6 marks?

i:ya.

Dad: Band 1 or band 2?

I:Band 1.

Dad: Ok gd.....

Phew....... Gotpast with increase of oni 6 marks....Must improve nex time.

then came my.... English.....

68 marks..

he was quite dissapinted, had nothing much to say, well he said that i was pretty careless, actuall VERY careless. But to him, U cant really STUDY english. his view of studying English = Read read read alot. Then I ask what purpose for asst book? He simply replied, Asst books are just t give you a good understanding of the paper format, and practice. Im kinda in a dilemma. I can only study english on my free time, if i were to study english during my study period, he would say i would be doing nonsense. Well, it rather opposes MC vies... Cant say much can I.

then mother tongue.....

I: got my mother tongue, 70 marks......

Dad: Huh!?

I:...

dad: 70 oni, look at the chinese, they are upholding their language very strongly whereas the malays are hanging it loosely, if we continue lie this, malay language would be extinct....(yet my dad speak oni english most of the time.....)

dad: How many malays in ur class?

I:6 i think

dad:(sighs)

I:err....hehe

dad: malay also follows the same conept as english except that its a different language.

Then he started to joke bout what i should do to get higher Malay marks.

dad: u should eat more Belacan,petai, and other malay foods and herbs, it will make u speak malay more fluently Currently , U are eating to many , cheese, bread, burgers, ad mayonaisse(all english foods)

Then he started speaking in Malay which he always does to irritate me when i get irritated with my Malay marks.

hahahahhaa, well. he praised with me for Science. that i was happy about.

Well, although i got low marks, he had to compare with my last year marks....

Well, i wished for...dunno.....

Well, i was pretty glad he didnt lecture me or anything as i was pretty strssed out already. Could go blow. So now , im on my only-meself-in-my-own-fight race.......

AGAINST THE TERRORISM OF CARELESSNESS..............ON GUARD!

Lol,
Ismail (ibz_93)

Vent your anger on PSLE Vintage

2005-03-04T09:25:00.000+08:00

publicising tis blog ibz05.blogspot.com My PSLE blog o vent anger... HAha

ScIeNcE eNrIcHmEnT

2005-02-23T20:17:00.000+08:00

Grrrrrr......waste my precious time oni dat science enrichment. Teacher oni know how to stand there give answer. So angry, evenJun Xiang agree with me. Then the question he ask us then immediately answer his own question. Waste of my hard earned Edusave money. haha xD Whey, years leh to collect that amount. Then the teacher also voice not so loud. I think i learn by copying him. try to answer his questions myself.

How can we have this kind of teacher who doesnt encourage student particitipation. then the teacher give us frog. i observe for quite awhile. See 4 legs. Then i try entertain myself by just watching the frog jump about. Then still get more bored, so decide to watch Yuan Feng torture the poor frog by shooting the cup with a G2 shooter, boys should know how to make. Then i just copy what teacher writeon the board. Although i did learn ABIT oni ABIT. So in the end the teacher let us get the frog. So the last frog was not wanted by anybody, so as the horns on my malicious head starts protruding, i took the frog......then............

I scared Dory, To have her run away with her short shrieks, but then the friend go formed a fist in front of my face then I....errrrrr.... hehe u should know, she didnt punch mi. haha lucky mi... then I went off to scare a few other girls. But.....

THE WINNER OF THE MOST EXCITING RESPONSE IN REGARDS TO THE FROG GOES TO.......

VANESSA, SHE GAVE A HIGH PITCHED SCREAM 3 TIMES ALTOGETHER, ASK WITNESSESS FOR MORE DETAILS... HAHA xD

So i think the lesson could have been more intersting by:
Teacher not monotonous,
teacher encourage student participation
Teacher Speak louder.

haiz.. So sian liaoz

2005-02-22T21:27:00.000+08:00

Walaue so sian already, this year more sian than previous year.

1st month get dengue fever already.
homework pile and more pile.
Not fit enough to do according to my dad, but i still do secretly. xD

After that get recurrent fever again, starting to get frustrated,
so many day of school missed, so many lesson gone past already, have to depend on my other sources, which are only asst books and my textbook.

So tell me, 1st month already so laggy, how to get back into the race....
i shall stress this...
MYSELF

I WANT ANSWERS... WHY I SO UNLUCKY.....

SOMEBODY IN THIS WHOLE WIDE WORLD TELL MEEEEEEEE!?!?!?!?!?

Who is my role model??

2005-02-16T18:02:00.000+08:00

To imitate one is to lack originality, to be like one for the sake of ones good self is the true meaning of.....(I let you guess.....) - Anonymous. (See in a book)

Well, i got pretty few role models,

1) Miss Chia
2) palaniyappan
3) Ewan Chee

this are 3 of my role models though i still got a few more.

Miss Chia is always able to give creative lessons. Dont know why I never fall into a sleepy state in her class.(Or is it because Ill get scolded)
And always reliable to give meaningful advice., teach meaningful thinks and not really follow a routine. life with her is always ever so unpredictable. Sometimes to an extend i think my hair all drop. She may not be the "kindest" teacher if you know wat i mean. If she want to scold you, she really scold you. Haha. but most of all i respect her for is her ability to provide advice... Wish I could provide such advice....='(
Oya, btw, she also cultivates the habits of mind very well.(Unlike me, hehe)

Ewan, that funny working brain of his. He is able to make people laugh every single day, brightens our classroom if you catch my drift. Its his sense of humor that sometimes makes people laugh, from meaningless words to his digs... AND, his willingness to accept humiliating tasks. (Remember cheerleading...) Hahaha.... he brightens my life so much......... And he is partly addicted to games.

Next would be....tenenenneee Palani aka GENIUS. That brain of his is totally spectacular...faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar away from mineliao. He think like adult, speak like adult. And i rarely see him give a sad look. Aaaaaaaaawwwww..... He also doesnt like irritating people. To be with him I sometimes change my playful self to become thinking self. He talks alot of politics..... he catches my vote for the nextPresident.

Among all these I still have many others, but these are some whom you do know of.

Who is my role-model???

2005-02-16T18:00:00.000+08:00

Li We Kei and ME

2005-02-16T17:26:00.000+08:00

Come on, come turn a little faster, come on come, jump a little higher...- Counting Crows, Accidentally in love (A.K.A Shrek II theme song)

Now let me introduce to a guy calle Li We Kei. u noe me, dun have to introduce myself. He is one of the China whiz-kids in Sgpore. So general intro done, lets go...

Now, how are we alike....
Both of us are in P6.
both borrow books from library
both write journal for class (in my case, its blogging)
Eeeeeek, thats all i can think of.

how are we different.... (woah really got alot liao)
1st) He is clever (o_O ooooooh)
I am stupid.....(hahahhaha)

2nd)He finishes 1 book every week (Bookworm)
I only finish in 1 week if its good. (E.g Harry potter,Artemis Fowl)
Apart from that its 2 weeks per book, (Hehehhehehe)

3rd) Sets good inter-class goals (Beat this boy)
Find it hard for me to set inter-class goals. (i think we have peace)

4th)Aim high (280 marks aggrigate for PSLE!?!?!?!?)
Dont aim so high. (Errrr...dunno....)

5th)Likes robotics (the next Graham Bell)
I find it too complicted (so many symbols, copy and paste better)

So now you see, I've said pretty negative comments..... hehe.(About me)

So what should I do:
Work,work,work and be part of that vicious cycle (Just joking)

Strive more, work harder, set goals.....

Sg parents fear whiz kids

2005-02-13T14:35:00.000+08:00

And here it goes....Im just a kid...lifes a nghtmare... im just a kid...I know thats its not fair...nobody cares that im alone in this world...- Simple Plan

Walau, now my com always got problem now and then...i think Pentium 5 coming out liaoz...thats wat happening...maybe...

Well, this articles talks about these parents who are scared that these china whiz kids who are scoring top marks could possibly "steal" their children's jobs.

Aiyo, they steal jobs not like crime like that. If les say Wei tong gets top PSLE marks, would we really kill him?? These greedy people. I don't mind a foreigner getting top marks, Just as long as he doesnt land in the Cabinets seats,not th V-president or President. (Oi, not like i wanna be like that) Fighting foreigners is the real world now, when i say fighting not take out a parang then cut off people limbs. Its in the case of people getting jobs. Laugh out lol while rolling on floor..........

What is this "something-ism"... Its their senses of rght and wrong and their impossibly high targets. Anything is achievable...yes, but are we really up to walking on the burning charcoal. Facing the Fear Factor being blinded by that vicious sandstorm. Put on your armor....get your goggles, yes you may survive, but as you go, the more your armor wears and tears, Tour defense is loered, will the damage finnaly pierce your heart in which you will breakdown. So these whiz kids have the target, they have the brains, they have the perserverance. What kind of attackcould possibly pierce these titanium armor platings of thiers.

Would you get jealous if a foreigner gets top PSLE marks....i wont. Just that my armor wasnt strong enough...

Still parent care about their childs future lives, but do they have to go as far as stepping into other people lives. These people jyst want a good life. We really shouldnt intrude. Now, the whiz-kids shown on paprs could possibly be in a dilemma of knowing if they are doing the right thing... or wrong thing...

Sincerely
Ismail (ibz_93)

Microsoft and drug giant go after spam

2005-02-12T12:32:00.000+08:00

I dream....i can run, like the wind and be strong, where my heart just wants to give in..... i dream, I can be the hero thats in meee.....when i dream. i dream.............. -i dream, Taufik Batisah

Category:Crime (IT)

This article talks about people who spam and the people that are going after them. Spam is becoming a growing problem in Singpore due to the overwhelming complains regarding spam.

Personally, my computer has been throgh alot of viruses, some of which could be manually removed, but sometimes it had to go throug a whole computer reset, Thus losing all my precious data. My emails have been hacked thrice, having spam in each of them. so one day i can get about 40+ new emails regarding spam and stuff. this is becoming in what people usually consider harmless and annoying, in fact it can hold a virus. Its easy to work it out, sometimes they would give you a website link to lets say, an anime movie download, when u go to that page, the virus would jump on you, only then will you notice in about a few days that your com is infected.

Well, in my non-professional opinion, spam is starting to become a silent com killer. these hackers are some sort of people who have noting to do but spoil peoples lives. Depending on the damage caused, the fine for serious viruses can go to multi-millions of dollars. Whereas low-profile- low threat viuses can be fined a few thousand. Good for them. These hackers seem to be people like attntion-seekers. looking for attention. they are these people who are in the category MALEVOLENT. Malevolence another bad thing, relates to evil.

If i were in charge.....
Fine them millions of dollars....then put them in jail.... or maybe create a hacker rehabilitation centre. =)

Sincerely,
Ismail (ibz_93)

P.S: im not really a fan of Taufik.....i prefer sly.

Apologies

2005-02-03T20:52:00.000+08:00

Im seem to apologisealot on this blog, haiz nvm.

I noticed that 6B pupils are turning some peoples blog into a quarrel blog. Plz, there is no such thing as soldiers on the line of our jurisdiction.

now, in 6A nature, we always start with strong spirits (cause we have good motivation). But then, we shake with fear at new problems. when we looked at 6B (6B girls were particularly unfriendly with visitors), many came running to our class whining. It was obvious right smack into my face.... our morale dropped dramatically. That is what I think, could have been the possible cause of us thingking we were going to lose. We also particularly had no teamwork. 6B's morale is high. But now 6B is getting too proud. I praised one of 6B's classmates regarding their class decor, can imagine the response, "WHY JEALOUS IZZIT, DUN WORRY YOUR CLASS SURE LOSE ONE, TAKE DOWN DECORATION BETTER LAH, YOU LOSE 4 SURE. AND DON'T THINK OF COPYING," i personally won't reveal the person's name, even if forced to. But then, he/she really took my by surprise, I was tossed to the wall in a state of shock.

So again, i would like to ask for just one thing, renewed peace.

Sincerely,
ismail (ibz_93)

Spelling

2005-02-03T11:35:00.000+08:00

i notedI'd always have problems with spelling. Somehow, I'd d it on a piece of paper and mark myself. Usuallty, n my 3rd try, I'd succeed. thats on the day before Friday. I feel quite sure Ican make it. then on Friday morening, I suddenly forget everything. i have to learn again, that is in 10 min be4 7.00 a.m.

But if i remember, I'd just ake 1 quick check in the morning. So its pertty inefficient i note once its gone from my head. Haiz...

Sincerely,
Ismail (ibz_93)

fail to prepare, you prepare to fail

2005-02-03T11:14:00.000+08:00

"hey two daughters in high school ,they tell her thats she's uncool, cause shes too preoccupied, with 19...19...1985." -Bowling For Soup

Read the quote above, you would notice, its about a girl that wants to be a star, but her ways of life are very, old stereotype way, so se was never "cool".

Same for Psle, if you just sit back and relax, you are yoo preoccupied with 1985, get to 2005, think more, do less. Reflct more, its more meaningful than if you were to just do do do and dun realise your mistakes. you are practically doing the same thing over agaij, eat sleep eat sleep.

Follow your goal get past that hurricane, get to your dream school. So prepare, start the race now, tehe finish line is far away, but obstacles like mountains, valleys, canyons are approaching your way. Run on that hot coal. Face the intense storm. give your eyes a good pair of googles, see your goal, run past 2005. Get your priorities right. If you shake Bush's hand, aim for more, shake nuss chias hand, hehe just joking, shake the UN's presidents hand, shake Putins hand.

i found the Guiness advertisement pretty inspiring, especially the last words, "someone's gotta do it, why not u"

Run that storm, Run that coal, Clear those valleys, clip those mountains swim that current,

But among all these, we still need to prepare, rrevise noew, get your muscles pumped, Clear that fog, see your vision.

GFor all you know, follow the right path, face the dreadful storms, you shall reap what you sow, "that is, go to your dream school. If you trip on the stone, get up, dont stop, many other paramedics such as PSLE smart will help.

Sincerely,
Ismail (ibz_93)

Contrast, Its values

2005-01-27T11:37:00.000+08:00

Contrast is pretty complicated to understand. But well, Miss chia asked to extend her If onlies, so i will extend,

If there was no sadness, there will be no happiness,

If there is no war, there will be peace...

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

If there is no purpose, there is no will,

If there is no dream, there is no hope.

If there is no vision, there is no life.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Well, to understand how most stuff works, there would most likely be a contrast to it. (There are exceptions)

I feel that contrast really strenghtens what the person is trying to convey, such as good and evil.
If there is no evil, there will be good. Yet some are not totally linked in what we would like to mean/happen. Such as the war, peace thing. So usually.this contrast thing is like to link what one is saying...and what one is trying to mean. I feel that teachers way of describing peace, no 2.. the sparrow in the midst of war, was trying to give u an enlightening feel, just y looking at the sparrow sleeping, like u dont care about this war, so u just want it to stop, so hat u can sleep...peacefully with the sparrow.

Now to everything there would most likely have contrast.

Sincerely,
Ismail (ibz_93)

The day MC lost her voice.....

2005-01-27T11:13:00.000+08:00

Now, for abut 1 day we experienced this, I would say...she was rather quiet, attempted not to talk if possible.

She wasnt at her bubbly, jubilant state. She even needed a spokesperson to speak for her....Well, at an amplified voice. It was rather hader to understand as she was barely audible. Even if she needed a spokesperson, it couldnt be as effective as her speaking herself, as making us understand and repeating would be easier. Actuall, if she hadher voice understanding her lesson would be easier, but her lack of voice, i think known as laringitis, made us rather attentive. Everyone wanted to listen what Miss Voicelack has to say. But rather, it must be feeling like a sore throaght. Which is rather oainful, to speak. I pity her...

Sincerely,
Ismail (ibz_93)

Ps: Get well soon Miss Chia!

Dengue madness....

2005-01-24T17:26:00.000+08:00

Ugh...dengue fever was madness...torture.

Can u imagine.... Let me tell u the timeline.

On the 1st day i realised, it was during Science class last Friday... Date was about the 14th.

14th Jan,Friday: Started to feel cold and leg started to feel tight and painful. Can u imagine, then had to survive IT training then GO HOME.

Saturday: It was reaching its torturing run. Fever with like 37-39 degree fevers. Whole body aching with stomach ache.

Sunday: Another few rounds of extreme pain.

Monday: Took MC, imagine having 39.5 degree fevers along with aching stomach that makes u feel nauseatic. Vomiting.

Tuesday: I think i went to hospital todae. If not 2dae, it was tomorrow. Had to go for some drape whre they inject u and put something in ur wrist' s veins that transfer glucose.

This whole precess lasted till Sat. I was discharged.

The pain was madness. Imagine total pain for 1 hole day. And even worse, losing ur appetite. When ur mother lays what u know is one of ur most favourite foods, u put it in ur mouth but it is tasteless to u. Now, I dunno how the mosquito managed to get me.... May it not sting you.

Now I have slightly recovered, but my platelet count is oni 114k, which in ordinary ppl is 150+k
so now i cant exercise for bout 2 wks.

Haiz...=(

Sincerely, (and painfully)

Ismail, (ibz_93)

Anger.

2005-01-10T16:41:00.000+08:00

Have you ever felt like breaking down...do you eva feel outta place, like somtimes you just stomp around, yet no one understands u....

Ok if you can understand the top, gd 4 u.

Now lets see..... the very strange and complex feeling of anger. Consists in many forms tho. Nvm maybe i talk bout dat later.

Anger, sometimes a good feeling sometimes a bad feeling. The nature of anger has many roads, some that swerve to the wrong direction, some that can have a good cause..(which a case is rare) Usually, my anger... comes in a keep-inside-me kind. Now, I dunno why , when me bro makes me mad, i threaten him, then he shut up. Muahahahahhaha. Dun say i evil. Later become like Chee Ying beat him up.(which in the case i dun have the strength to) Sometimes fear can give you that strange boost of strength where you would just feel like connecting your hand with her face. According to psychogists, anger can alter your state of mind, but in which case only if its pretty bad, but if normal kind of anger, it alters only part of the mind. (Hey don't use my theory then hot ppl den say u crazy already.) In which case its not my fault. Hehehheheheee. But by all means, if you punch someone dun be so brutal. Now, also don't become like those whatever fantasy shows u watch such as Superman and keep saying your friend keeps thwarting your plans then have a typical power ranger scene....KILL HIM. Then u do it yourself, then laugh like maniac. xD How I keep my anger is by choking my throat. Not using my hands. When i get angry si ge blocked nose then i push it back to my throat. Sounds disgusting, its betetr than thw hand. heeheehee. Or if you seriously need to use your hands, tickle your victim to death. heeehehhehe. So,(Star Wars theme plays) Dun fall to the dark forces of anger, but join the rebels of anger.

Sincerely,
ibz_93

Purpose that binds us, purpose that defines us, Purspose that connects us, Purpose that guides us, Without purpose, there is no purpose for living.

Muted welcome for 2005.

2005-01-01T14:03:00.000+08:00

Category: Tragedy.

This article talks about the many countries which cancelled their New year's Eve celebrations.

i feel in regards to this tragedy it was quite right to cancel this as people areout there mourning and grieving. it is not a time for us to be happy. Instead this countries have made this day a mourning day. I think sinagpore's "charity drive" for the countdown was just an excuse to make people feel like, "oh, they are trying to help". it should have been cancelled. Fireworks were also cancelled on that day. And in regards of the death tolls in the countriues, I know of whom i shall not say who, thinks there is a possibilty the figures were inflated to raise sympathy and thus get more aid. (Oh shoot, I fell for it if it were true.) pray to God the Earth won't get a similiar experience for a long,long time.

According to Yun Sol, Paul is in India, may paul be in a safe part of it. T_T

best w8ishes for 2005,
Ismail (ibz_93)

And according

The day after the earth shook

2004-12-28T14:00:00.000+08:00

Category: Natural disaster.

This article talks about tsunamis caused by a huge earthquake. It is said that there were total of about 27000 casualties. the earthquake was rated 9 on the richter scale, the worst earthquake in about 40 years. It happened on a Sunday morning.

...
...
...
...
Can u imagine?? 27000 lives lost. 27000. How many fathers,mothers, brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles. aunties, friends, lives were lost. u and I, only 1 life each. The death toll, 27000. it was just 1 less to 10. 9. Now, some say nature wants its revenge, some say doomsday will come, some say its the wrath of God. it is their believes. To me, it was lucky it wasnt a 10. For 10 would be equal to utter destruction, doomsday kind of phenomna. Everybody was having a good time, having a picnic, laughing, playing. At first they were pretty amused by the waves rapidly withdrawing that they left out the fish. People took pictures, pointed, then came panic as the 10m tsunami came crashing down. It was people rushing up. If anyone could tell me, when was the last ice age??? Casualties were reported in Malaysia,indonesia,maldives, bangladesh and myanmar. We are lucky singapore is shielded, we could only feel slight tremors.

One man also recalled a gory incident whre a LITTLE GIRL's body was CUT UP by a boats propellors.

I really pity the people whose relatives had died in the incident. All my deepest condolences.

sincerely
Ismail (ibz_93)

Missing girl

2004-12-23T15:48:00.000+08:00

category: Lost case

this article talks about a girl who went missing. it is very short after Huang Na's case.
The distraught mother has very little to say.

Can u imagine, she said to herself after Huang na's case, this she will never let it happen to my children. I believe she sincerely took her precautions but yet it still happened to her?? Wat bad luck must have caused this?? i really pity the mother, she must have been very shocked to realised her daughter is lost. The maid had left her sleeping as she left at around 9am. The mother wke up at 10am. She realised her coins she left thre were gone but the keys still remained. there was also an incident a Cinese man repeated came for three days in a row to sell her tupperware. He must have been very desperate. Hmmm... in his desperation maybe he got frustrated and maybe convinced the daughter to go out..then abduct her. Or maybe he convinced the girl to let him in, then abduct her. hmmm... well these are possibilities. At the discovery of her loss, the mother went frantic. Maybe she visited her favourite arcade and mixed with bad company. Then run away from home. But above all...... may she be found again. =) Deepest sympathy to the mother too. Also, may she not have the same fate as huang na.

Sincerely,(No really, Im sincere bout this)
ismail (ibz_93)

Sorry

2004-12-22T15:06:00.000+08:00

im sorry if I have agitated you all who read the blog regarding the maid and the baby, i have deleted it now..... I have been reflecting, and err...i realised..i did a bad thing...again....i apologize.

Blogging with Grace

2004-12-22T14:53:00.000+08:00

Category:people.

This article talks about a woman who survived 3 years with an incurable tumor which keeps on deteriorating.

Can u imagine....having lived with a tumor for three whole years with the fact that one day ur precious life would be gone??? I really pity her on this one....okok this time no jokes like the previous one...except for my ending lines tho. >< She spent her last few weeks writing in her blog, telling people all over the world what were her days like. Seriously.....you should read, very touching. Finally, when she died, the husband wrote on her blog stating her death. people from all over the world even felt touched and left comments on condolences for her family. now the only means we could all know her is through her blog. But alas, it shall not be updated anymore. May she rest in peace...... ;'( (sobs) Her blog is dyingis.blogspot.com. One of her entries wrote about her baking a cake and having the hope that people would enjoy it then after a few days she talked about er not being able to be in the kitchen anymore doing on of her favourite stuff. haiz.........

Sincerely,
Ismail (ibz_93)

I have no heart to write a devil joke here..... ;'(

7 cameras, but not a single guard on duty.

2004-12-11T15:30:00.000+08:00

Category:Crime.

This article talks about a robeed POSB bank that uses a *roving guard

There were 7 cameras covering every angle. Yet it was still robbed. Cause:Lack of a Cisco guard. How could it have happened?? This robber must have monitored the guard intervals. How he robbed the bank. He came in the room that consisted of 7 women were inside. He jammed the door wjith a wooden plank. He yelled "Give me money," and thratened them with a fruit knife (In MapleStory, can be bought at Lith Harbor weapons and armor shop for 1000 mesos.) He then takes a plastic bags and dumps in abot $37k cash. This crime would be classified as armed robbery...which faces a death penalty. Yet, I feel that its partly the banks fault. The banks are supposed to take 100% care of our money. So part of this saying is putting a *static guard at all times. We entrust the bank to keep our money. Yet....37000 can be stolen...haiz. imagine the grief..... No wonder got Death penalty.

If I were in charge...............
Get Cui Sheng to scold and scold then hang him.

Words I dunno.......
Static guards - A person who stays

Roving guards - guards who patrol thru a number of branches..

Sincerely
ismail (ibz_93)

i am a little bit of loneliness a little bit of disregard no matter what i do i cant convince u so just belive this is real so let go watching turn ur back like u always do.........

News Article:Rape used as War strategy.

2004-12-10T10:25:00.000+08:00

Category:Crime
By the way... this is my 8th article...actually wouldn't have to do any mroe for now, but max well do.....

This article talks about eeeevil people who use rape, as part of war.But using rape as a weapon of war dated back much furthur. Even to World War II.

It is said that rape was often used in ethnic conflicts as a way of attackers to perpetuate their social control and redraw ethnic boudaries. You see it goes like this, they plan to destroy the other community as they breed the assailant's community.Back in the 1990s, In Bosnia, systematic rape was used as a strategy of ethnic cleansing. It was said that women were raped as they would give birth to Serbian babies. Don't you think its evil??? This same tactic was used in Pakistan during the Bangla fight in 1971. They were saying, We will make you breed Punjabi children. In World War II, Japan captured women and used them for military sexual slavery. Now incidents have happened, don't you think mankind can think of soooo evil ways to fight for their cause.

If I were in charge........
It would be very difficult as this could be considered an individual crime, instead of a war tactic. So most likely i can' do anything. =(

From,
ismail (ibz_93)

May you be a good child, and Santa Clause would put something in your sock..... Maybe a Miniature Ismail Devil figurine. Hehehehheheheheh.

Wow...... Sg Idol...

2004-12-09T17:29:00.000+08:00

Awww.....well, winning 61% of the votes should be fair...its the peoples choice.... But still I support Sly. Can u imagine, my dad voted for taufik 3 times...so unfair. Well, congrats to Taufik anyway.

And who is the guy from Usa, he seems to be quite interesting.

Lung Cancer the most deadly cancer here.

2004-12-09T17:03:00.000+08:00

....Nine in 10 got it by smoking, but still...20-30% were passive smokers.

sorry for my pause of updates...been thru lots of events lately.

This article is about the most deadly cancer, lung cancer. Many have died, which is obvious and the same with many cancers.

Its very sad you know, to smoke and have no time to regret... cause your life ended, and to die being innocent, simply caught by the outstretching hands of over a 1000 chemicals that are harmful. I pity those who have died due to passive smoking, as they were right not to take up smoking. But i still pity those who died due to smoking...only if they have tried to stop, had the will to stop though. xD. To have numbers formed, every week, 18 people die due to lung cancer every week. Imagine the grief that could have been caused. Between 1998 and 2002, 4,700 people have died due to this fatal disease. That is about 1175 people on average which have died each year. 1175lives lost, due to smoking. Now, research has shown, every stick of cigarettes will reduce about 5 minutes of your life. In 1 pack there is about 12, that means 1hr for each packet. Smokers take on average 5-6 packs a day. 5hrs lost. Vigourous smokers take 8-10 packs a day. 8hrs lost. And smoking, it takes years. So calculate. How many days of your lives are lost. For just about $7. Although it is number 1 killer, 4 the past 2 decades, numbers have fallen. from 52 to 41 men per 100,000 men. As for the passive smokers,May you be safe forever from the sticks. yet, although campaigners are trying their best, its easier to dicourage one from smoking thhan to try to stop a hardcore smoker entirely. Smoking should be banned i feel. If government is money greedy cause of tax, maxwell raise the cost, make smoking cost a real big nuclear bomb. Now, please, don't smoke.

If i were in charge...........
BAN SMOKING...... ALL SMOKE SMUGGLERS SHALL FACE HIGH FINE.
HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA.....GOODBYE SALEM.....

words i do't know...

actally...got none inside there....sorry.

Anti smoke....
Ismail (ibz_93)

Its my life, its now or never, I ain't gonna live forever...I ain't gonna be what i've become...its my life......

Serial rapist raped pregnant woman

2004-11-24T17:46:00.000+08:00

Category:Crime(Rape)

This article is about a man who raped a pregnant woman and even took some nude photos of her. Items used to threaten was a liquid that he claimed to be acid, a toy gun, and a knife.

Eww...Yes i know this is my second time, I know its disgusting. But its the one that seems to be err....like, disgusting really Can u imagine, he's so cruel...He doesnt even consider the fact that she might be pregnant. And he even took pictures of her! Ewwww...... feel like vomiting. This guy is cruel indeed thatt baddy. May he be caught and given good jail term.......... Hahahhahhahah he deserves it. That per***t.

If i were in charge............
Send him to jail with caning. (Or maybe whack him to death myself) hehehehhehehe.

Words i dunno.... It was a fairly general article,so i understood all the From,
Ismail (ibz_93)

United nations rejects human cloning ban

2004-11-21T14:23:00.000+08:00

Category:Science (Human Biology)

This article is about the cloning of humans.They are always having a divisive issue of having a ban on human cloning for research.

i find this "human cloning" going a little bit too far. U see, technology is starting to get the humans a little "big". This cloning is like tapping into divinity. By far, the only way i respect is pure human reproduction. The ban should be put on even for research. We can't stretch till the rubber band breaks. Mayhem would occur. The bad should remain intact, stretchable, but don't push it to its limits. For it will break. Humanity could be disrupted through this process of "cloning". But, human curiousity is something that is very hard to control, it is inborn. We want to know everything. i belive human cloning won't really help us that much. imagine being born and knowing that you have been cloned. Without real parents, you were just an experiment that went ok. imagine that. Maybe Miss Chia can empathise that. Parentless. How can human cloning help us?? Normal humans would start to disbelieve their own future children. So they would resort to cloning, I want my child to have yellow hair, gren eyes an blah blah blah. There are billions of people in this world. human cloning, should be banned, be it for research or whatever. Once humans know how to clone, it would break the band, once they bad breaks, the ends won't meet, disunity would occur, a disaster! The human brain should be enough to support its own self, and others. If u were to ask about animals, I dun really feel much about their cloning, well, at the rate Humans go, the animals might need some help.

If i were in charge...
Predictable right?? I'd ban cloning.

Sincerely,
Ismail (ibz_93)

Singaporean women murdered in US:Sgporean charged

2004-11-21T13:43:00.000+08:00

Category:Crime (murder)

This article is about a Singaporean man who murders a Sg woman becoause of an argument. It seems that he had money disputes with the Sg woman's fiance relating in some way to the restaurant.

This guy strangled this wwoman with...out of all the things, a telephone cord! Now, he is resourceful. This man has been very unreasonable. Most likely as he came in to see the woman's fiance,which wasn't there. The woman must have tried to defend her fiance on this money matter. The victim's fiance was away at work and the suspect had come into the house just before 11pm. He must have been inspired after watching True Files. First they had a quareel, then a struggle, then...murder. When the she was found, they was a fire. That evil man had used petrol on her to light the flames to cover up his crime. That cunning man... He also had cancer, he needed the money to settle his bills. That pitiful guy. So,his bail was put at 1.25 million Singapore Dollar. Sponsors anyone??

If i were in charge,
I wouldn't really put him in jail. I'd most likely hang him.

From,
ibz_93

Police issue alert for molester.

2004-11-19T19:51:00.000+08:00

Category: Crime

This is about a man who has molested 3 young girls, of which the oldest is just 13. It is reported to have been around the Chua Chu Kang area. the police are now on a hunt for this guy.

This guy is so ........... pervertic. Yes, <-------- that p-word down thre. Imagine, its a good thing his face is clearly put up for 1/4 of the page. this will keep us in alert... I hope. he has molested a 13-year old girl (Sec 1), 12-year old girl (P6), and a 10-year old girl (P4). This is what I call a real young-girl-that-thing predator...Muahahhahahahhahha. that guy also very unlucky... Full black. Black t-shirt black pants and sports shoes. How sporty. xD Now, out of all the excuses he gives., he says he wants the girls to help him do sit-up. Now, here is what the father said," After he put his hand on her private area, she knew something was wrong." Now that's a good girl who follows advice. By the way, this refer's to the 10-year-old girl. Hehhehehehhehehehe. Now, you can be part of this molest case, just go to Chua Chu Kang without clothes... Now, plz dun take that seriously.

If I were in charge........
Go to jail!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And also kena whack

words to describe this man:
Pervertic
Mad
Crazy
Insane
Mad-cow disease infected
Siao
loco
Disgusting
Gross
Got anymore??

words i dunno:
allegedly - to accuse someone of doing something illegal or wrong without giving evidence.

err.... i dun think there is anymore in this article.

Casino for high rollers won't work - Casino blues

2004-11-18T19:53:00.000+08:00

Category: Business/People

This article is mainly about the BIG picture of building a casino, the risks and such.

Building a casino... well, most likely they will build the small-scale casino to let it have a go first. But, casinos are likely to disrupt people's lives. Crime rates have a possibility to increase, and the message, low crime doesnt mean NO crime will go bye bye. Why?? Due to the possible causes of loansharks, robbery, and such as gambling addicts might have gone broke, and they cant earn back what they spend. So, his/her life could be full of sorrow. Yes, if u were to ask gamblers 90% of them would say stuff like they play 4 fun, they just wanna try it out and more. U see, if u're and addict, u wont feel it. U would have this forced-into-ur-mind perception that gambling is just something I wanna try. Yes, although some say they want to be adventourous and daring, now, u see, the word DARE has risks involved. So high stakes could mean high losses. Thats when the devil of stress, sorrow, depression would come. Now, in this state of depression, his/her's family are likely would try to help, but, for gambling, its like as if u r smoking. Mass smoker, sudden stop = nicotine stop and heart problems from this lack of nicotine. So, sudden stop of gambling is very painful, u would start to face withdrawal syndromes. So, relationship problems would start with the periscope, then it would start to surface. And, the only angel that could help the victim would be yourself. But, gambling addicts have faced this, even though they have tried to stop and maybe succeded, but, amongst all this, they may not have the courage to face whom they love again. Now, the yellow ribbon, would he/she be accepted again? This is the problems they face during this period has a high chance of suicidal thoughts crossin minds. So, even in a small scale casino, or a major one. The risks taken are high. And all this is just to attract tourist. So, Singapore has been known to have been a peaceful place with lovely scenes and greenery, now a piece of Las Vegas comes right smack into Singapore. Now, once the projects are finished. The casinos will flash in papers. People flock like sheep to try it out. Even with income requirements. For all u know the people exceed it in hope to make "big money". But most of the gambling experts, NOT GAMBLERS. are highly having the decision of making a small casino, as the title states, NOT for *high rollers. As u see, over S$6 billion are maged for Toto, horse racing, Sinagpore Sweeps,4-D,football and more. A furthur S$2 billion is spent as Sinagporean go to overseas casinos such as Genting, Las Vegas, Macau and Australia. So u see, gambling ma be a get rich quick way, but the ratio of chances of getting rich to losing tons of cash is very low to very high. So u see, i am NOT REALLY, i didnt say AGAINST with the idea of building a casino. Casinos are not the only way to attract tourists. They are are 1001 other ways, but that comes from individual brains and conceptions. But, we still have to understand, Singapore's economy still hangs on the tourists. Ah, oh yes, although in class, I may have been FOR casinos in our so called debate. But im still not really for, i just wanted to try out wat's it like to

If i were in charge.........
I'd have to thnk in the eyes of business, if my economy is running good, most likely im not, but if my economy is doing not so well, most likely ill build one.

Words i don't know:
divisive - tending to cause arguments among people, tending to break them up or cause disunity.

-integrated - pleasing mixture of group, qualities, etc

- patronize - to act towards as if better or more important than

- reputation - a quality/standard known widely for

- catalyst - substance which, without itself changing, causes chemical activity to quicken.

By all means, u can comment on ur point of view.

Best wishes,
ismail (ibz_93)

Timely warning on AIDS

2004-11-17T20:21:00.000+08:00

Category : People/diseases

This article is about the alarmingly growing problems on AIDS.

I feel that Singaporeans would not really be alarmed unless it is really a major outbreak where serious measures are put on, it appears repetively in TV, newspapers and such. But still, the govt are putting in good effort to attempt and curb this AIDS disease.

If I were in charge...hmmm.... maybe ill ban all pubs, get police to run through all the hotels in Sgpore in search for pro****utes and shut down this company. Those that carry out this illegal activity shall be given fine, caning and jail. Hahahahahahaha.

Things to describe Sgporeans, t

- Silly
- kiasu
- The aiya won happen to me wan la attitude.

So i hope sgporeans would stop doing that thing carelessly and be aware of the consequenses of their dumb actions.

Down 5a's long winding memory lane.

2004-11-16T21:42:00.000+08:00

Something has happened!!!
	You find a Tomato on the floor!

U see, when I first entered the...erm..class of 5A, I was like..... dark class... so isolated, scary, somemore right beside Mr Parathi's class. The class, first i saw Miss Juliana, first thought that came into my mind, like oh no P5 is gonna be a killer. x_x So there were minutes of talkin bout class rules ,expectations about EM1 blah on on on... Then came Miss Chia with her huge grin, bigger than my best... hehehe. There she went like as if we were some sort of open eyed nerds and she was trying to bring in some life, or maybe, ALOT of life. She gave me the creeps. First impression: this teacher I see at all the top classes for a few years 5a,5b... 6a, 6b... and more. And now she is teaching me! Oh.... Now, what other surprises could they have in store for 5a. oooooooh, p5 is scary indeed.

After a few weeks, I have learnt to live with my so called, family. Now, as history goes, I am in integrity, so i shall be honest.... For months all we have collected is 1 star. Yes...1 only. Now, 1 star divided by 8 people equals to, 1/8 star each. But at least I got some frens here. =)

One of my memoreable moments:

Aaaah, as I was saying, memoreable moments.

- We had to act out this, err, Tommy thing that we had to play 4 times. Now, Acting wasnt much of a problem for me, it was the people staring that gavc me the creeps. You may think its impossible, but i get butterflies in my stomach before acting. its always the feeling like, get this done and kaput, we are done and the dun fluck this dun flunk this... kind of thing.

- Next was the Bush's public speaking. That was 1 of the things I love! World domination. The comments were repetitive, I was violent and crazy and ambitious and evil. Hey, thats Bush, isnt it. Hehehehe.

- Cursive writing, yes, cursive writing, that was one torture for me, I dunno, my handwriting is already bad, now cursive, I am not used to writing big words, So, i went from middle to down. What a disaster.

- The other would be singing Barbie Girl that I now was quite,err crazy for a boy to sing, but, u have to understand the theme, FUNNY idol. I have to be strange and not typical to make people laugh.

- Lastly, it wont be a individual incident, but this time its the whole thing, surviving with 5A has been a very happy experiece for me, even amongst the extremely annoying people.

The best habits I have learn to practice have been the Habits of Mind. They have alot of stuff I did not know goes in our complex brain.

my teachers, Miss Juliana and Miss Chia have been very helpful, humourous, and kind teachers. Strict, but there is still a big,red,huge, heart of pure kindness beneath their character. Thank you for all knowledge imparted. and preached.

So, i would say my words of thanks to 5A and especially Palaniyappan, Ewan and Zi Hao.

Thank you all, 4 your friendship, I shall treasure them for years to pass. many memorable fights, laughters, quarrels and frustrations have been a very rewarding expreiece. Happy holidays and sayonara.

very sincerely,

Ismail (ibz_93)

P.S : The tomato is just a joke! Heehheheheh. at least i didnt put a nose.

Body language...or should I say....Nose language

2004-11-16T14:37:00.000+08:00

Hmm..... I found the body language, manners, and ettiquete lesson quite useful. Err.... Not likely that I would opractise it... but... at least i know. hehehehehe. If i were to diligently practice... it would be to err.... i dunno. Maybe, I would practice my Standing and walking ways. Holy..... how should i do this????? (Pardon my French) Hahahhahahahaha.

Sincerely,
Ismail (ibz_93)

The event critic blog...

2004-11-11T09:38:00.000+08:00

Ello.

The entesumthing fair is mainly to give the P6es some experience in the business world and help some underprivivilaged changkat sudents.

Decoration wasnt put much into consideration for some stalls but their items were quite interesting. The stallholders seem to be like people at pasar malam shouting "kelong, kelong, buy my item!!!" And some would roam about the school hall trying to atract people. But still, i gave them such a good offer for their products.....10 cents. Yet they dun wan, their loss lah. Somemore not many ppl buy maxwell get 10 cents xtra. Some of their products and activities were quite interesting, from playing dedicated music to selling some shuttlecock stuff.Some tried to say the plus-points of their product... but still, later my 4-month-old brother eat the can crane how?? Hehehehehe.

The pricing would be quite reasonable, except for some fridge magnet 8O cents. xD. The hard work made by students could be appraised tho. Their service are very friendly and warm, except for some lazy bums who sit thre and stare at me like I some alien from Pluto.

1 stall that has done well would be the game stalls, they way they manipulate others by forst getting people to play and come out excited and happily smiling away. So mean xD. Overall, I think that they have done well, well, for a P6 la. Improvements would be the way they manage the way people queue. People flock like sheep to particular places and it is quite an eye shocker.

if I were to createa stall, most likely i would create a game stall, it, firstly, cheap, easy and quite attractive. Publicising would be like, let ppl use then give good gifts, then more ppl come. Increasing sales would most likely be word of mouth. Many clients tried to ask me to go to that games stalls, Good, good they say.

Overall, the fair would be a 4 star.

Sincerely,
ismail (ibz_93)

The intro down the nosehairs

2004-11-11T09:00:00.000+08:00

elo,
This would be whre u will get stuff freshly formed in the nose! (All kinds of nonsense allowed.) Hehehehehe 0=)