Tuesday, September 27, 2005

CONSTITUTION OF THE REPUBLIC OF SINGAPORE

17 SECOND SCHEDULE
(Articles 122 (2); 126 (1) and (3) and 127 (4))

OATH OF RENUNCIATION, ALLEGIANCE AND LOYALTY

I, ............................................................................................, do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will not exercise the rights, powers and privileges to which I may be entitled by reason of any foreign nationality or citizenship, and that I absolutely and entirely renounce all loyalty to any foreign Sovereign or State or Country and, I, ..................................................................................., do further solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will be faithful and bear true allegiance to the Republic of Singapore, and that I will observe the laws and be a true, loyal and faithful citizen of Singapore.

Can't believe that i actually just browse through the constitution of the republic of singapore. And yes under the enlistment act of 135, i cannot forgone the citzenship before the age of 21.

Ironically under the 4 PART IV : FUNDAMENTAL LIBERTIES of a person,

and into 4.1

Slavery and forced labour prohibited
10. —(1) No person shall be held in slavery.

(2) All forms of forced labour are prohibited, but Parliament may by law provide for compulsory service for national purposes.

(3) Work incidental to the serving of a sentence of imprisonment imposed by a court of law shall not be taken to be forced labour within the meaning of this Article.


How many population of these 3 million country actually see this?
We not born slaves in e name... we all know. But i felt as if i am in slavery to people around, to perhaps to a higher authority..

I got so much anger to vent..

Fuck. Sometimes i just wished for a gd sleep, and they don't allow me to do so..

Btw i was so fed up today, but i know what's anger managment is all about. Yesh, i rang e ICA, read the CONSTITUTION. What more can i do?

I must be a lawfully and LOYAL citizen...........

A billion trillion fuck to the world. I don't think e 2 trillion money that are in the forex every single day can be compared to mine..

Burn e money in hell someday.

I think e world is crazy, So am i. Dammn Right..

Given a trillion bucks, i will buy the world's weakest currency. N convert them into e small notes, and burn em in hell, and perhaps earth will die faster by pollution.

Note: The above entry does not represent the view of e writer. It's a mere representation of what a mind of unsound may say.

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Sunday, September 25, 2005

My new destop. Cool. Special credits to jason. 

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Saturday, September 24, 2005

I miss you

hi my one n only这么多天没见
可是我总想起你的声音在我耳边
今天心情好吗
是否不愉快
要一切都看得开
世界没有太坏
虽然不在你身边
我的心有一条线
连着你牵着你
好想你想到愿意相信
我就闭上了眼睛你在这里别忘记我们的约定
一直都在我心里
不管你在哪里
不要忘了我有多么爱你
不要忘了吃饭不管有多忙
不要忘了开车时候一定要往前看
其实我真的很快乐
有你一直守侯
一直走到了以后都挽着你的手
虽然不在你身边
但我在你心里面
我愿意等着你
我好想你想到不能呼吸
想到全身没力气没有关系
你别忘记我们的约定
一直都在我心里
不管你在哪里
不要忘了我有多么爱你
我也一直在这里
别忘了我有多么爱你

Credit : when u're lost, weary and empty.. whose words can u realli trust when every1 feels de same way?

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Monday, September 19, 2005

Again, since pple are doing it, why not for me?

I’m the boy who cry when he's told to sleep. He believed that witches do fly pass the very window in his room whenever it's bedtime. I am the boy who once had everything but knowing that the things he had was less and less when he grew up. All sorts of toys surrounded him in his paradise, the little white tent he had.. He hides there when he's sad or he has a new toy to play with. He's just a lonely child since then. As times change, he lost all his beautiful toys..sand, stones and grasshoppers surrounded him. They became his best toys n mate. I am the boy who pple are deemed wild n dirty. I am the country boy.

I'm the boy who came Singapore because he's told he could have a better education here. I'm also the boy who had 3 primary school not because I am a drop-out. But because I never stayed in this island for e same spot for more than a single-yr in his early primary school days. From the heart of this island, I moved up and now finally resting in the east. I'm the boy who got slapped by a ger because i told her the 3 scared word. I'm the boy still wanna know who she's.

I’m the boy who took the pain to go the school up in the hill. Loneliness filled me as i hate going to school. I remembered the times when I believed in hooliganism and nazism and thought it's cool. But i'm the boy who walks away from them. Came the day when I found my best fren, a fellow cadet. We are the boys who cried and share laughters together. Till today, we are still the good old boys.

I'm the boy that never held a girl's hand. The warmth strike him like a lightning. He then played the game of love. I'm the boy filled with skepticism and constant jealousy. He once phoned a person over a hundred times, doing all e foolish stuff. I'm the boy who then give up this game of love. I never still regret telling u i never had ever loved u over the very phone. I'm the sorry boy. All i ever wanted to say to u is a sorry. I'm the loser boy at that very moment.

I'm the boy who then went to a decent college. Yet again, school was never kind to him. I hated going school. I'm the boy, yes the boy who walked alone away from the gates, i hated the uniform, and the mates who never ever tried to understand me. I'm the boy who studied so hard in my life, that i pratically never study much after that. Now again and later, I felt the warmth from another hand. I'm still the lovable boy, i told myself that. Round two, I lost again.

I'm the boy who they told me that i should be a man. But to my own delights, i still like being called a boy. I'm the boy who are told that i have the duty to protect this land. I'm the boy who yearns to break free from all bondages. I'm the boy... The very and ever boy that u knew and know.

I’m that boy. Right now at least. But who are you?

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It's 7.17am.. nice morning.. Feeling sober yet a little tired, due to the fact that i have not been sleeping for the past 12hrs. I have turned day to night yet again. This long break are simply coming to an end, 2months? Actually, i am not quite sure about that, maybe an extenstion will make me a happier man. Eventually, i still must face the reality that i have to go back for service. This bondage is coming to the middle point, so it's about one yr more to go..

Gonna sum up some thoughts that i had for these past 2 months. Health is the most important thing, it's also one wealth that we should never squander away.. Now i know how important is the body..

Another thing that i come to realise.. is the spirit of self-scarification. Sacrificing for a noble cause is glorifying.. but foolish sacrification is self-renunciation. The latter creates a stonewall that cast one away from hope n opportunity. But again, a sacrification of one's should be for a greater reason for others. As i mull over events in my timeline of these 18yrs, i know i can never live this 18yrs without regrets. Knowing that one could never live without regrets, i still thought that i could have done certain things differently.. But coming to terms with myself after all these events, i know..i should not had sacrifce the many precious that i once had.. but i know i can't live this life in self-denial.. i feel poor in the inner-self right now. Weak.

I know Hope is still the poor man's bread.

Shall not cry from this second onwards, though i will very much like to..

I know miracle will happen.

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Sunday, September 18, 2005

Great things are built upon by blood.

From the western cities, gangs fight among their turf and soldiers trampled across the boundaries, came the birth of great cities with blood. Far away to east, tribesmen roamed in the vast greenland, building up new world where they called home. Came the middle earth with great long walls that stretched across the land. How much blood was spilled, to see the light of the birth of those great civilisations. We, humans, built these lands with all the blood that flows.

It's a long way to come, and see those steal buildings, cold structures from the spring of the hot blood after all these long hundred years.

If blood is make to be red, i think God make the sky in blue to remind us of those peaceful day.

I delicate this entry truly to the peace of this world. Amen.

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Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Hey blog, are you dead yet?

Is it just one irrelevant qns or rather entry again. My bloggy was so dead for quite time...so let me revive its vitality once more..

I wonder if i could just pose myself off as a tourist, just roaming ard on this island called singapore. It's not cool at all to walk along the streets on e sunny afternoon. It's just too hot for a icecream man like me...so where have i been all these while? Yesh ure right, i am still stuck on this island.. all i wish is to just breathe a single air from the foreign land, any land which i can be on so i wouldn't smell the air of singapore....

i wished i could just be a tourist on this island.

When will my flight date be?

Listen... " Hello this is e captain speaking, we are heading off to... away from this sunny island of singapore. "

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