it's Labour Day. It was a public holiday but it fell on Saturday.Why Saturday?if it fell on Sunday, we hae public holiday on Sunday and there would be delay of one day for me to do M405 revision.Anyway, as Singapore commemorate May Day today, the government make we us up and take more notice of such men and women in our midst because we've largely been taking them for granted.Firstly, The pilots and flight attendants during the SIA crash in Taiwan, Secondly,the medical personnels such as doctors and nurse during SARS epidemics;Now, the engineers/foremen and construction workers ( Nicoll Highway and Ayer Rajah Collapse). It needs one disaster for Singaporean to appreciate other people'work.Shameless!Pampered! Heck-care attitude!
Those are the only reminders we have of the fact that there were men here who helped put it all together.
When was the last time any of us can recall a construction or other worker being given pride of place - or being present - when a housing project, industrial plant or office block was launched or unveiled?It will be in getting all of us to recognise and value workers who have helped quietly build the infrastructure and buildings and malls - anything else you can think of actually - which we use and enjoy and take for granted.Or we may think that these men accomplished such feats on an almost daily basis.Because apart from sacrifices that workers have made which helped keep the Singapore economy from collapsing, some of them did so by paying with their lives. And we owe it to them and their families to show that we value what they've done.True Heroes! For their remembrance.
Today I went to YMCA Orchard to study.It was very crowded as usual since today was sunday.It was packed with students.I know that traveling there was total waste of time but that was the only conducive place to study.I did not feel like studying at school canteen B.The weather are very horrendous.I could concentrate when I was covered in perspiration.
Around 6pm, I met Kien and Bunawar at Borders.Actually I was in mood to enjoy life actually.While browsing for some literature, I came across a beautiful sketch book- black hard cover book with capital S on the front , cost about $11.75. Suddenly,from that moment, i was inspired to write my blog/diary on that book and publish it.Ambitious?It is a good place to release suppressed emotions, confess dreams and fears and because it is exciting to have own secret records (at times).When I reviewed my diary, memories - bad or good started flashing on my mind. Amused, Aspired and Alive. It was some kind of therapy when I underwent depression.I can strenghten my path of my becoming by reviewing it from my current state of being.Hence, by reading my diary again, I can see why and how things have turned to be what they are. Knowing my past is vital in order to create certain change in future, for better.
We had dinner at Richie Rich at Far East Plaza since the food court at Scotts was overcrowded.The strandard of the food there was getting below standard.I vows for not patronizing the place again.Expensive and horrible.I cannot deny that the services was excellent but nice food only make me come back for more.Then I went to meet Hung Yong at Holland Village to ask my doubts on electronics ( M405).He has been helpful
always with me.I really proud of myself for having him as my best friend.Sometimes I really felt so inferior and himbotic whenever I am with him.
Those are the only reminders we have of the fact that there were men here who helped put it all together.
When was the last time any of us can recall a construction or other worker being given pride of place - or being present - when a housing project, industrial plant or office block was launched or unveiled?It will be in getting all of us to recognise and value workers who have helped quietly build the infrastructure and buildings and malls - anything else you can think of actually - which we use and enjoy and take for granted.Or we may think that these men accomplished such feats on an almost daily basis.Because apart from sacrifices that workers have made which helped keep the Singapore economy from collapsing, some of them did so by paying with their lives. And we owe it to them and their families to show that we value what they've done.True Heroes! For their remembrance.
People
will forget
what you said.
People
will forget
what you did.
But,
people will never forget
how you made them feel.
Today I went to YMCA Orchard to study.It was very crowded as usual since today was sunday.It was packed with students.I know that traveling there was total waste of time but that was the only conducive place to study.I did not feel like studying at school canteen B.The weather are very horrendous.I could concentrate when I was covered in perspiration.
Around 6pm, I met Kien and Bunawar at Borders.Actually I was in mood to enjoy life actually.While browsing for some literature, I came across a beautiful sketch book- black hard cover book with capital S on the front , cost about $11.75. Suddenly,from that moment, i was inspired to write my blog/diary on that book and publish it.Ambitious?It is a good place to release suppressed emotions, confess dreams and fears and because it is exciting to have own secret records (at times).When I reviewed my diary, memories - bad or good started flashing on my mind. Amused, Aspired and Alive. It was some kind of therapy when I underwent depression.I can strenghten my path of my becoming by reviewing it from my current state of being.Hence, by reading my diary again, I can see why and how things have turned to be what they are. Knowing my past is vital in order to create certain change in future, for better.
We had dinner at Richie Rich at Far East Plaza since the food court at Scotts was overcrowded.The strandard of the food there was getting below standard.I vows for not patronizing the place again.Expensive and horrible.I cannot deny that the services was excellent but nice food only make me come back for more.Then I went to meet Hung Yong at Holland Village to ask my doubts on electronics ( M405).He has been helpful
always with me.I really proud of myself for having him as my best friend.Sometimes I really felt so inferior and himbotic whenever I am with him.
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