Refringed

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Doing MY homework at Coffee Club in Kinokuniya
Was not very good coffee


Oh I have been a bit fed up a lazy. Yesterday two things came to me. Well, many things. We ended up in Chinatown and Raffles Place, then I had my hair cut and then we were in Upper Pierce Reservoir.

Well, then last night as I chilled with the boys in the bedroom two things came to me - firstly that I have no longer any more doubts about having left Singapore. It has evolved so completely away from any values I have had that the overall structure is become the national equivalent of one of those Jaegers in the Pacific Rim. I have also full confidence that it will eventually right itself, but it will take a better person than me to do this.

The second is that all my life I have chosen to do the right thing. The right thing for me means the more meaningful thing. Often not in Singapore because I was too close to the place and had to much annoyance with it. Also it was difficult to do the right thing because what people thought were the right thing was often diametrically opposed to what I thought was the right thing and I just could not handle the social pressure otherwise. I have had friends who have done things, they are far stronger women - often they were women - well they were all women, than I was. I just decided to take myself and have an adventure elsewhere.


Boys having Burmese Gu Bak Kauy Teow in Peninsula Plaza
I was witness to a very interesting conversation last night about education. A certain strata of society are complete obsessed with education here. Most obsessed with children getting into the right schools, getting the right grades, and then going to the right universities. I can tell you that a child on the receiving end of this does not feel the gratification which their parents feel at this trajectory.

What is life about, self-actualisation, I think. This may be self actualising as a merchant banker or a hermit in a cave, but none of these trajectories say that you HAVE to develop gastic flu and nosebleed obtaining grades which will cause burnout by the time you are 16 in the process of doing this.

What I heard last night was all about the nosebleed.




I also thought of food. Why are Singaporeans so obsessed with food? Because it is the one thing left they have control over, and the one thing which is still authentic in an environment filled in inauthenticity. Sometimes it is pure simulacra.

Geylang Road

 
 


Got my fringe back. It must be at least two years! Nice thing about hair is that it always grows back again.

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