Y Sunday, May 06, 2007
10:31 pm
Ahhh. Hello blog. It's been a week.Not a very busy week, nope. But quite an inspiring one.
How so? Well, for starters, K.C showed us the results of a sec 4 class last year. 4G, I think. It was one of the weaker classes, with one or two 20+ pointers. But the majority fell between the 9 - 14 range. It definitely wasn't comforting. Hell, those 10+ people had L1R5s that were quite close to mine.
Then again, there were also the 20-ish who shot to about 8.
I began to question my resolve. Maybe VJC isn't so realistic? Fine. If I can't get in, there's always the 20 storey build.. I mean other JCs. SAJC has very nice uniforms.. plus it isn't too bad. If you were to rank VS as a JC, it'd be around SA's standard, I think. Problem is, I'm going to have be in for long rides to and fro every damn day.
Hark! Then I came across a wicked cool anime/novel series. The (Insert Word like Melancholy, Rampage, Disappearance etc.) of Suzumiya Haruhi. I still watch anime. Sue me. However, in all seriousness, it contributed to the inspiration.
What's it about? Basically.. a high school girl (Haruhi) who has absolutely zero interest in humans. She's incredibly gifted in just about everything, be it sports, studies or music. Like all stereotypical anime leads, she's supposedly to be good looking etc. (Ask yourself honestly. Can you swap two anime characters' hair and have them look REALLY, REALLY different?)
So, her boons? Aliens, time travelers, ESP-ers (Extra Sensory Perception) and dimensional-travelers.
Okay, but that's not the main point. She's so driven to do what she wants to do, despite what others think of her. I figured, why not try to emulate her in some aspects? If she can keep being so optimistic and tireless, why can't I?
I've found out through this that tiredness is sometimes a state of mind. Take a shower, straighten your posture and change your mindset. Start on work. I think I hit the jackpot. MC said I had no determination, so whenever I felt like giving up, his words instantly echo through my head, punch me in the face and keep me going. I like the effect.
So now I'm scared into switching on the real engine. Besides, messing around was getting old.
On Saturday, Nicholas joined us for the first time, and so did Darren. I did a little more work than usual, then we took a short break to have a brief stab at the arcade. The one at some run down building near the Marine Parade marketplace had cheap Daytona and being students, our budget was limited.. so...
Mmhmm. I've definitely improved. Heck, at times I would lead Darren or even MC. (due to the catch up mode. LOL) I'm confident I can finish the advanced course on my own now. But alas, the day wasn't meant to be a total joy ride from start to finish.
Darren was careless and as a result, he left his phone ($600 W880i) and wallet ($100) unattended for a brief moment. When he discovered it was missing, we gave his phone a call. It was off. Some asshole stole his phone and wallet.
There were 3 groups of people.
The first, a couple. Presumably uneducated and hence unrefined. It's entirely safe to assume that they're parasites of the society. For the life of me, I cannot understand how one can sit with legs opened at such absurd angles and still enjoy a smoke. Yes, that included. Social grace? Simi sohsiel ga-lace?? Your IQ drops when in their company.
The second, a bunch of rowdy boys who, if left unattended, will end up being bottom feeders, not unlike that couple. Swearing over an arcade game? Come off it. It's idiotic. I pity your parents. Should you be the ones who stole Darren's stuff, I sincerely hope you don't change your ways. Keep doing what y'all are doing. The law would get wind of it someday, and for the benefit of the masses, you should be kept in jail and not breathe the same air as us. Scum.
The third group consisted of two loafers. Nothing much about them.
I make no apology for sounding elitist. Everyone has the power to change their situation, to succeed. The only thing is, how much do you want to? But hey, someone has to be that bottom 10% right? That's their merit I guess. You're just here to make the rest of us look good and for that, I thank you lowlifes.
Yes, I am very indignant about Darren's loss. What pisses me off more, however, is the attitude of the police officer in the police post. So you might argue the police aren't exactly excellent communicators or service staff in a posh restaurant. Fair enough. They keep the streets safe, but not the people happy. That's not part of their job description.
However, for someone who takes a front desk job, you'd damn bloody do well to serve the citizens in a better manner. He looked pretty dead pan most of the time, but that's fine. Must be a boring job, from the looks of it. Yet when Darren approached him (I only accompanied him for the second trip) he was instantly slapped with a "I thought I told you to meet my officers?"
Way to brush us aside and not listen? Hey, just because we're teenagers doesn't mean we're any less deserving of proper service. Bloody hell, they were lucky I didn't get my hands on the feedback form. Harsh? Hardly. His condescending tone was downright sickening.
In fact, his officers were ten times more friendly than he was. Heck, one of them even told stories about his exploits of justice. We had a good laugh when he said one of the criminals had a samurai sword brandished and seeking blood. The other enlightened me on a certain "I-mei" number on phones which cannot be removed by ordinary means. It would make their job easier, as the police would know when the phone is sold. (Near-by phone shops would be notified of the theft and respective I-mei number.)
As buddies, we bought Darren a meal and tried to console him. For a moment there, he said it slipped his mind that he ever lost his phone. Good to hear I guess.
Have fun with the phone, thief. As far as we're concerned, we're gonna have a ton more where it came from.