just went to watch big fish at jp.
i haven't watched a movie that made me tear in a damn bloody long time, but this show really tugged at my heartstrings pretty hard, so it's not my fault.
to begin with, it's a pity i'm only halfway through the book (geez what a slow reader i am!) but from all that i've read, the movie adaptation of edward bloom's tales and adventures have been slightly tweaked a tad bit. now don't get me wrong, the movie's not unrecognisable, and i really like what tim burton's done (i like all his shows!), but there're instances when the scenes don't play out as has been read in the book (like the day edward left ashland or the girl in the river story). nonetheless the movie plays out the present (edward dying) and the past (his exaggerated tales perhaps?) quite seamlessly, melding the stories into storytelling instances by people who repeat his tale.
i honestly regretted not having read the end of the book before i entered the cinema and henceforth had no chance to do any comparison. but the end was a heartstring-tugging, warm finale of what the whole movie/ (hopefully) book seemed to be trying to get at, the reconciliation between son and father, father and son. following steadily behind the successful formulaic footsteps of finding nemo, this show (unlike nemo) charms its viewers with the tearjerking unfortunate ending (cheap stunt) that spelt out emotions of finally finding AND THEN losing a loved one. haiz, good story-telling indeed.
on a lighter note, look out for the typical asian stereotypes and all things lame that the western world makes of us yellowskins. on the secret mission into china, edward (played by ewan mcgregor) is seen busy reading an ENGLISH-to-ASIAN dictionary/translation guide on the plane. i didn't know they had combined different asian languages into one dictionary. also which the communist performance was hosted/ventriloquisted in chinese, the siamese twins first perform an english song to an obvious chinese audience (maybe they understood every bit of it) and then later in their dressing room, start conversing in cantonese, which (no surprises here) edward seems extremely fluent with. kudos to the scriptwriters for selecting an asian cast that spoke identifiable languages that made sense (quite audible in fact - the chinese mc actually says the ventriloquist deserved to be shot while the twins' bickering was distinctly hongkee cantonese). ewan mcgregor, on the other hand, sounded like a constipated clay aiken trying to speak japanese.
well enough lah, whoever reads this i say the show comes highly recommended by me, you might wanna do so AFTER reading the book though. val on the otherhand, disagrees and thinks it should be done vice versa. hmph.
bring a loved one. and more kleenex.
Sunday, February 29, 2004
Who, me, an 'uncle'?
i found this on the forum page of our nation builder press today. it strikes a cord even though i'm only 25, thats incidentally 1/2 the writer's age!! haha. its all about perception and projection! haha, so erm, i may complain i'm old and i may complain about muscle pulls and even the pathetic number of pull-ups i can now do (X2)...but deep inside, there has and will always be a peter pan in me who'll never lose his youth!!! *does a pansy dandylion dance* lalala!! cmon lah wah lan eh, lim peh where got so old man...
CONCERNS over abuse of the elderly and employer discrimination strike closer to home as I pass the half-century mark on the way to the end.
Offers of help like 'Can I help you, uncle?' and 'Have a seat, uncle' are ominous. But I'm not an uncle in the age sense and I'm not old!
I may pull a muscle when over-reaching to scratch my back or react a tad slower to step over dog poo but being old or young is relative to perception, projection and progressive life expectancy.
Anyone over 30 is over the hill to every child, just as everyone under that age is still a kid to those over 40.
When I entered Primary 1, I kept wondering why a class-mate, Christopher, had his grandmother as chaperone, unlike the rest of us with a mother in tow.
Recently, Chris clarified that, at the time, his mum was forty-ish, when mine was only 26. I am now my grand-mother's age when she died in 1961 and, to me then, she was mighty old.
I have worked with those who maintained a traditional age-orientation. Some were younger than me but dressed and behaved older, as if to project their seniority and/or frailty. They would expect deference from younger colleagues and hog lighter work.
I wouldn't mind light work but to want it because of age is insulting as, to me, 'old' begins with attitude, regardless of the number of years and whether one is able-bodied.
Would shedding a feudal age-orientation evoke a healthier regard for those stigmatised as 'aunties' and 'uncles'? And equalise the rights of those deemed 'siow mei mei' (little sister) and 'siow di di' (little brother)?
Actually, attitude and endeavour, not age, should define capability and employability. Which is better: a feckless and fidgety youngster or a wizened, assiduous and reliable person, whatever his age?
Even fast-food vending is performed by not-so-fast 'aunties' and 'uncles'. And what about Rudy Boesch, the 75-year-old grandpa who returned to contend for the million-dollar prize in Survivor All Stars after failing in an earlier series?
His being voted out again, this time at the second tribal council - probably as tribe-mates saw in him a liability in inter-tribal physical competitions - shouldn't discount his exemplary contributions and tenacity.
In the words of William Hung, the celebrated American Idol wannabe: 'I gave my best already. I have no regrets!'
Anthony Lee Mui Yu
CONCERNS over abuse of the elderly and employer discrimination strike closer to home as I pass the half-century mark on the way to the end.
Offers of help like 'Can I help you, uncle?' and 'Have a seat, uncle' are ominous. But I'm not an uncle in the age sense and I'm not old!
I may pull a muscle when over-reaching to scratch my back or react a tad slower to step over dog poo but being old or young is relative to perception, projection and progressive life expectancy.
Anyone over 30 is over the hill to every child, just as everyone under that age is still a kid to those over 40.
When I entered Primary 1, I kept wondering why a class-mate, Christopher, had his grandmother as chaperone, unlike the rest of us with a mother in tow.
Recently, Chris clarified that, at the time, his mum was forty-ish, when mine was only 26. I am now my grand-mother's age when she died in 1961 and, to me then, she was mighty old.
I have worked with those who maintained a traditional age-orientation. Some were younger than me but dressed and behaved older, as if to project their seniority and/or frailty. They would expect deference from younger colleagues and hog lighter work.
I wouldn't mind light work but to want it because of age is insulting as, to me, 'old' begins with attitude, regardless of the number of years and whether one is able-bodied.
Would shedding a feudal age-orientation evoke a healthier regard for those stigmatised as 'aunties' and 'uncles'? And equalise the rights of those deemed 'siow mei mei' (little sister) and 'siow di di' (little brother)?
Actually, attitude and endeavour, not age, should define capability and employability. Which is better: a feckless and fidgety youngster or a wizened, assiduous and reliable person, whatever his age?
Even fast-food vending is performed by not-so-fast 'aunties' and 'uncles'. And what about Rudy Boesch, the 75-year-old grandpa who returned to contend for the million-dollar prize in Survivor All Stars after failing in an earlier series?
His being voted out again, this time at the second tribal council - probably as tribe-mates saw in him a liability in inter-tribal physical competitions - shouldn't discount his exemplary contributions and tenacity.
In the words of William Hung, the celebrated American Idol wannabe: 'I gave my best already. I have no regrets!'
Anthony Lee Mui Yu
Sunday Schmunday
wow what a lazy day this sunday is. i'm so lazy i dun't even really wanna blog today. it's gotta be a day of rest.
i didn't go home this weekend, intending to fill up all my campusa forms, get started with my fyp report and do some hrm and ens research. oh the campusa people have decided to close one eye about what happened a few days ago (see gawdammit blog), so thats a relief.
its a bloody lazy day and lazy me can't think of anything else to talk about liaoz. maybe later of something.
i didn't go home this weekend, intending to fill up all my campusa forms, get started with my fyp report and do some hrm and ens research. oh the campusa people have decided to close one eye about what happened a few days ago (see gawdammit blog), so thats a relief.
its a bloody lazy day and lazy me can't think of anything else to talk about liaoz. maybe later of something.
Saturday, February 28, 2004
The Morning After
bloody dog shite. just when i was halfway through writing how fun last night was, my computer crashed on me. darn, now gotta write all over...
bloody sore throat again this morning!
okie so as i was mentioning, last night was perhaps the most fun cheonging session i've had in a long long time! and perhaps the best i've had this year. all the elements that made a cheong session damn bloody powderful were present. ALL of them.
the night didn't start off looking that way though. leon was the first to be there around 1015 while i took the mrt after dinner with val and reached around 1030. we both went to 7-11 for a beer before meeting up with mulian outside newsroom bar.
we then decided to start off without the rest, thank goodness we did. because the rest came so late (thanks to either shumei or zhiqi lah whichever). by the time we went in the music was already quite good and the place was filling up liaoz, so we shared a bottle of chivas regal and started to chill.
one of the fantastic things about last night was the music. the three of us agreed that the music they played last night was unconventional retro. thats retro music that isn't in the same medley arrangement as most mumbo jumbo compilations that alot of clubs use. which was really good because the mixes were great and alot of songs we hardly hear anymore were all aired. funnily enough the only song of significance that i DIDN'T hear last night was YMCA, which we all seemed to be waiting for. they also played alot of retro songs that were considered retro retro! haha it just means retro songs that havent been played for a long time liao. so i knew all the words (mark too!)! haha.
anyway the impunctual troupe of shumei zhiqi xiuwen desiree kelvin and mark (gasp! didn't expect him to come since i didn't bother jioing anyone) who left from hall finally arrived around midnight. by this time the three of us were quite high liaoz, so we let them take over the drinking. haha the funny thing was that i started offering everyone drinks EXCEPT to shumei and zhiqi haha citing erm their erm, poor drinking record. but hey it worked lor! neither of them were drunk!! whoopee (yet another reason why last night was so fun!)
it was so fun that we actually cheonged till newsroom bar closed! which is quite fantastic if you consider that i can't rememeber the last time i partied in a club till it closed. we were singing and dacing for almost the WHOLE TIME as compared to previous sessions when we rested when they played medleys of songs that sucked and we didn't like dancing to (i call them toilet-break medleys). haiz what a waste man, wish lichun could've been there to enjoy with us, haha (okie shall not make you so jealous anymore, but you really really would have super super loved it! *zip*). for a moment, it even brought memories back to the good old days of year one and two when i cheonged like crazy first with the 42 gang and then with my 44 buddies. geez i must be getting old...
anyway by the end of the whole thing everyone still seemed quite sober. even desiree and kelvin who don't really like retro (prefering house and techno respectively) agreed that this night was one of the better ones.
afterwhich the 8 of us (minus zhiqi) went to 179 for supper, before returning to hall.
by the time we reached hall was around 4 lidat liaoz, then leon and mark began talking outside my room and before we knew it zix and shengyong also came and join us. we ended up yakking till 530am, so crazy.
i haven't bathed since last night nor washed up since i awoke and i think i reek of alcohol now haha. even when i went to take a piss just now the alcohol smell was so strong! think i must've drank quite alot last night.
bloody sore throat again this morning!
okie so as i was mentioning, last night was perhaps the most fun cheonging session i've had in a long long time! and perhaps the best i've had this year. all the elements that made a cheong session damn bloody powderful were present. ALL of them.
the night didn't start off looking that way though. leon was the first to be there around 1015 while i took the mrt after dinner with val and reached around 1030. we both went to 7-11 for a beer before meeting up with mulian outside newsroom bar.
we then decided to start off without the rest, thank goodness we did. because the rest came so late (thanks to either shumei or zhiqi lah whichever). by the time we went in the music was already quite good and the place was filling up liaoz, so we shared a bottle of chivas regal and started to chill.
one of the fantastic things about last night was the music. the three of us agreed that the music they played last night was unconventional retro. thats retro music that isn't in the same medley arrangement as most mumbo jumbo compilations that alot of clubs use. which was really good because the mixes were great and alot of songs we hardly hear anymore were all aired. funnily enough the only song of significance that i DIDN'T hear last night was YMCA, which we all seemed to be waiting for. they also played alot of retro songs that were considered retro retro! haha it just means retro songs that havent been played for a long time liao. so i knew all the words (mark too!)! haha.
anyway the impunctual troupe of shumei zhiqi xiuwen desiree kelvin and mark (gasp! didn't expect him to come since i didn't bother jioing anyone) who left from hall finally arrived around midnight. by this time the three of us were quite high liaoz, so we let them take over the drinking. haha the funny thing was that i started offering everyone drinks EXCEPT to shumei and zhiqi haha citing erm their erm, poor drinking record. but hey it worked lor! neither of them were drunk!! whoopee (yet another reason why last night was so fun!)
it was so fun that we actually cheonged till newsroom bar closed! which is quite fantastic if you consider that i can't rememeber the last time i partied in a club till it closed. we were singing and dacing for almost the WHOLE TIME as compared to previous sessions when we rested when they played medleys of songs that sucked and we didn't like dancing to (i call them toilet-break medleys). haiz what a waste man, wish lichun could've been there to enjoy with us, haha (okie shall not make you so jealous anymore, but you really really would have super super loved it! *zip*). for a moment, it even brought memories back to the good old days of year one and two when i cheonged like crazy first with the 42 gang and then with my 44 buddies. geez i must be getting old...
anyway by the end of the whole thing everyone still seemed quite sober. even desiree and kelvin who don't really like retro (prefering house and techno respectively) agreed that this night was one of the better ones.
afterwhich the 8 of us (minus zhiqi) went to 179 for supper, before returning to hall.
by the time we reached hall was around 4 lidat liaoz, then leon and mark began talking outside my room and before we knew it zix and shengyong also came and join us. we ended up yakking till 530am, so crazy.
i haven't bathed since last night nor washed up since i awoke and i think i reek of alcohol now haha. even when i went to take a piss just now the alcohol smell was so strong! think i must've drank quite alot last night.
Friday, February 27, 2004
The Turning Of The Tide
ah, its sweet that my experiments can finally be done. there was a power outage around 4+ in the lab but noooo....even that couldn't dampen my fyp spirits. i feel slightly more relaxed now, yet there's this apprehensive side of me thats very afraid something else might happen before i finish all my experiments.
i've got an engineers and society presentation due on the 4th of april regarding biotechnology in singapore. xianz. gotta start preparing liao.
tired.
later we're probably going to mhd sultan again.
tired.
dinner with val at jurong point.
tired.
tired.
i've got an engineers and society presentation due on the 4th of april regarding biotechnology in singapore. xianz. gotta start preparing liao.
tired.
later we're probably going to mhd sultan again.
tired.
dinner with val at jurong point.
tired.
tired.
When Credit Is Due
the original title for this blog was immunity from tuberculosis, but i decided to change the title the more i continued writing about afterthoughts of what happened last night...
just back from sata, jurong east. the check up was really fast and i'm back in school within an hour. all the nurse there did was use this super kiddy ruler (it's got disney prints on it!) to measure the red spot on my lower arm where they injected on tuesday. it was quite huge i think, like had a radius of 0.5-0.6cm, which means i have the tuberculosis antibodies i think. anyway this checkup just means that my health medical has been cleared.
haven't heard from guythrie yet though (pulls sad face).
also read heigui's comments about yesterday's ih appreciation. i think he's quite right to say that the judging system this year seems extremely flawed. who the hell's the cab chairman this year man? and what're the rec and sport secretaries doing?
haiz maybe they had reasons for their choices lah but...
when heigui gets long service award for only 2 years of service AND gets only a merit award for scrabble WHILE thomas myself and mark gets the full colours AND the long service awards, there's really something wrong.
when my cab ic for scrabble/boggle hardly ever witnessed the drama and comraderie of the team during its trainings and watch the evolution of growth into what turned out into a completely different lineup in the teams than originally planned WHILE sposedly being a part of the team, and yet having to give credit where it's due, there's really something wrong.
when my cab ic for hockey didn't even watch a single game of hockey we played nor was present at any trainings AND yet had to give out the awards (at least he was gracious enough to ask me, though it was too late anyway, chai nam should've gotten something for hockey), there's really something wrong.
when i'm being interviewed for my nomination for the rec man of the year, there's really something wrong.
some people also think there's something wrong when the male softball team got the sports team of the year while getting only into the softball semifinals while the waterpolo team got the silver medal. some people also think that the scrabble/boggle team OR at least the snooker team was more deserving of the rec team of the year over the darts team. heck, some people even thought i should've gotten sportsman of the year (ha!). some people could tell that the videos were crap and there were very uneven amounts of footage accorded to the different groups of people who contributed. and most people could tell that the event as a whole was quite disorganised.
whatever the case, it does show that some people up there arn't really doing their work. there's a problem when credit is not given when they're due because it makes people wonder why they ever bothered and why they should ever bother again. in the words of a close friend, to make us go down for the ih appreciation AND THEN exhibiting such blatantly incompetent guile in their selections of the credit given is worse than a slap in the face for the many who deserved more, so much so that we'd have felt better if we didn't attend the whole thing. this whole thing doesn't bother me so much because i've gotten past that stage quite some time ago already, from the times when upper administration began to lag. but for those who've been neglected, my sympathies go out to you.
yet as much complaints that we might have, i think we've all come far enough in this chapter of our lives to realise that making noise really doesn't help a single shite. we just leave with the impressions we were left with and hope to avoid history from repeating itself (though somehow or other they always do!) in our future lives.
just back from sata, jurong east. the check up was really fast and i'm back in school within an hour. all the nurse there did was use this super kiddy ruler (it's got disney prints on it!) to measure the red spot on my lower arm where they injected on tuesday. it was quite huge i think, like had a radius of 0.5-0.6cm, which means i have the tuberculosis antibodies i think. anyway this checkup just means that my health medical has been cleared.
haven't heard from guythrie yet though (pulls sad face).
also read heigui's comments about yesterday's ih appreciation. i think he's quite right to say that the judging system this year seems extremely flawed. who the hell's the cab chairman this year man? and what're the rec and sport secretaries doing?
haiz maybe they had reasons for their choices lah but...
when heigui gets long service award for only 2 years of service AND gets only a merit award for scrabble WHILE thomas myself and mark gets the full colours AND the long service awards, there's really something wrong.
when my cab ic for scrabble/boggle hardly ever witnessed the drama and comraderie of the team during its trainings and watch the evolution of growth into what turned out into a completely different lineup in the teams than originally planned WHILE sposedly being a part of the team, and yet having to give credit where it's due, there's really something wrong.
when my cab ic for hockey didn't even watch a single game of hockey we played nor was present at any trainings AND yet had to give out the awards (at least he was gracious enough to ask me, though it was too late anyway, chai nam should've gotten something for hockey), there's really something wrong.
when i'm being interviewed for my nomination for the rec man of the year, there's really something wrong.
some people also think there's something wrong when the male softball team got the sports team of the year while getting only into the softball semifinals while the waterpolo team got the silver medal. some people also think that the scrabble/boggle team OR at least the snooker team was more deserving of the rec team of the year over the darts team. heck, some people even thought i should've gotten sportsman of the year (ha!). some people could tell that the videos were crap and there were very uneven amounts of footage accorded to the different groups of people who contributed. and most people could tell that the event as a whole was quite disorganised.
whatever the case, it does show that some people up there arn't really doing their work. there's a problem when credit is not given when they're due because it makes people wonder why they ever bothered and why they should ever bother again. in the words of a close friend, to make us go down for the ih appreciation AND THEN exhibiting such blatantly incompetent guile in their selections of the credit given is worse than a slap in the face for the many who deserved more, so much so that we'd have felt better if we didn't attend the whole thing. this whole thing doesn't bother me so much because i've gotten past that stage quite some time ago already, from the times when upper administration began to lag. but for those who've been neglected, my sympathies go out to you.
yet as much complaints that we might have, i think we've all come far enough in this chapter of our lives to realise that making noise really doesn't help a single shite. we just leave with the impressions we were left with and hope to avoid history from repeating itself (though somehow or other they always do!) in our future lives.
IH Appreciation Dinner
was at the ih appreciation dinner just now. nothing really special to crow about. food was alright (the potato wedges were good!) and there were a few lousy videos that didn't interest me much regarding the ih. the only thing noteworthy were the enormous amount certificates i got...hmm lets see...
merit award for rugby
merit award for waterpolo
half colour award for soccer
half colour award for hockey
half colour award for sepak takraw
full colour award for softball
full colour award for scrabble
full colour award for boggle
merit team for waterpolo
team of the year for softball
semi-finalist medal for softball
silver medal for waterpolo
silver medal for scrabble
gold medal for boggle
long service award for 4 years of rec
quite a hefty lot eh? but know what? the funny thing is that all these awards hardly mean anything to me. yup. its sad but true, maybe aside from the scrabble and boggle medals, everything else hardly means a thing. i think maybe its because i've become more subdued lah.
the events in hall these days arnt very impressive to be honest. i've definitely seen better days. nowadays the people organizing them look like they're just going through the motion of the obligatory events. there is little enthusiasm or drive. but then again why for possess such qualities when you don't bother whether people have fun or even turn up at all? oh hark, i do remember a time when things weren't like that. haiz.
in fact the most exciting activity of the night?
soccer in the comm-hall!!!
merit award for rugby
merit award for waterpolo
half colour award for soccer
half colour award for hockey
half colour award for sepak takraw
full colour award for softball
full colour award for scrabble
full colour award for boggle
merit team for waterpolo
team of the year for softball
semi-finalist medal for softball
silver medal for waterpolo
silver medal for scrabble
gold medal for boggle
long service award for 4 years of rec
quite a hefty lot eh? but know what? the funny thing is that all these awards hardly mean anything to me. yup. its sad but true, maybe aside from the scrabble and boggle medals, everything else hardly means a thing. i think maybe its because i've become more subdued lah.
the events in hall these days arnt very impressive to be honest. i've definitely seen better days. nowadays the people organizing them look like they're just going through the motion of the obligatory events. there is little enthusiasm or drive. but then again why for possess such qualities when you don't bother whether people have fun or even turn up at all? oh hark, i do remember a time when things weren't like that. haiz.
in fact the most exciting activity of the night?
soccer in the comm-hall!!!
Thursday, February 26, 2004
To Lick Or Not To Lick
Yet another excuse for men: oral sex is linked to cancer of the mouth. Damn!
Research by the International Agency for Cancer Research (IARC) in Lyon amongst 3300 persons has provided powerful evidence that oral sex can cause mouth cancer. Doctors have found a link between mouth cancer and a sexually transmitted virus named HPV16. The IARC research showed that people with mouth cancer à nd the HPV16 virus had performed oral sex three times more often that persons from the (healthy) control group... By the way: the chances of infection with HPV16-virus (hence mouth cancer) are equally shared by cunnilingus and fellatio and the biggest cause for mouth cancer remains smoking!
okie i'm really bored now. but i thought this might've been an interesting fact of the day...
incidentally i also stumbled onto this "which finding nemo character are you?" test! and guess who i am?
MARLIN!
maybe you just think small. or maybe you're just a litle too underconfident. whichever one it is, you still mean well. you try to lookout for your friends and your loved ones, but to them you may seem like a worrywart. you just need to believe in yourself, then you can begin to trust people like they trust you.
haha!!! doesn't sound very me leh. hmm.
val is a nemo!
joe is a dory!
beth is also a dory!
lichun's a nemo too!
geez, mark's another dory!
lonely me
boo hoo i'm more dory leh i feel....hmph.
Research by the International Agency for Cancer Research (IARC) in Lyon amongst 3300 persons has provided powerful evidence that oral sex can cause mouth cancer. Doctors have found a link between mouth cancer and a sexually transmitted virus named HPV16. The IARC research showed that people with mouth cancer à nd the HPV16 virus had performed oral sex three times more often that persons from the (healthy) control group... By the way: the chances of infection with HPV16-virus (hence mouth cancer) are equally shared by cunnilingus and fellatio and the biggest cause for mouth cancer remains smoking!
okie i'm really bored now. but i thought this might've been an interesting fact of the day...
incidentally i also stumbled onto this "which finding nemo character are you?" test! and guess who i am?
MARLIN!
maybe you just think small. or maybe you're just a litle too underconfident. whichever one it is, you still mean well. you try to lookout for your friends and your loved ones, but to them you may seem like a worrywart. you just need to believe in yourself, then you can begin to trust people like they trust you.
haha!!! doesn't sound very me leh. hmm.
val is a nemo!
joe is a dory!
beth is also a dory!
lichun's a nemo too!
geez, mark's another dory!
lonely me
boo hoo i'm more dory leh i feel....hmph.
Opinion On Relationships
beth was just asking my take on relationships and i figured i might as well share with everyone else what i replied with some fine-tuning...
erm. hmm i think they're like textbooks. we're really not very interested in them, but we need them to help us learn and experience.
and when you finish with one textbook, you will have found that you're wiser for better or worse. you only wrap the testbooks that you like while others are left to collect dust over time.
and some textbooks you can never finishing reading or you cant get enough of em!
haha. thats just a personal opinion lah. so don't shoot me for thinking things this way this moment.
erm. hmm i think they're like textbooks. we're really not very interested in them, but we need them to help us learn and experience.
and when you finish with one textbook, you will have found that you're wiser for better or worse. you only wrap the testbooks that you like while others are left to collect dust over time.
and some textbooks you can never finishing reading or you cant get enough of em!
haha. thats just a personal opinion lah. so don't shoot me for thinking things this way this moment.
Gawddammit!
crap. just when i thought the day was going fine i get a call from guythrie from aceglobal questioning why joe and mark have got the aceglobal registration forms with them. i did tell her i didn't know the registration forms weren't sposed to be distributed (honest!) but she said she told one of either mark or joe that they should not get the forms from me before paying their registration fee. apparently there's an agreement between iccp and aceglobal that the forms cannot be distributed from peer-to-peer. haiyah but it doesn't matter liao lah, what's done's been done.
so whatever it is now she says she'll email her boss to see if we're to be penalised for this and she'll let me know of his reply tommorrow. apparently iccp will not be too happy with aceglobal should they find out that their registration forms have been distributed as such and might penalise them. wah xianz. as much as i understand that the onus is upon me not to have distributed the forms i don't think they should take away my opportunity to be a camp counsellor just like that! argh. if i'm to miss campusa all cuz of this i really dunno what to do man. xianz.
dog shite.
so whatever it is now she says she'll email her boss to see if we're to be penalised for this and she'll let me know of his reply tommorrow. apparently iccp will not be too happy with aceglobal should they find out that their registration forms have been distributed as such and might penalise them. wah xianz. as much as i understand that the onus is upon me not to have distributed the forms i don't think they should take away my opportunity to be a camp counsellor just like that! argh. if i'm to miss campusa all cuz of this i really dunno what to do man. xianz.
dog shite.
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