Monday, September 27, 2004

Trip


Paradise...just 12 whopping hours away via bus =S Posted by Hello

Over the weekend Erin brought a whole chunk of DVDs from her dad’s recent outing to JB. Got to watch many movies I missed like Kill Bill (violence personified), Bourne Supremacy (great suspense thriller) and Sex is Zero (Korean adult comedy that makes American Pie look like America is shy).

Was at the NATAS Travel Fair yesterday, looking around for a good bargain on our planned holiday. I was looking for a trip to that beach where the movie “Mo Mo Cha” was filmed but due to a lack of information on the place (actually I just didn’t know the name lah) we opted for 2nd best, Tioman.

A brief recon through the agencies there and we found ourselves at TranStar Travels, which quoted as a price of $706 for a 4D3N stay in Berjaya Tioman. Fantastic I thought! Well below my budget too! But not being too hasty and put all our eggs into a single agency, we took off to discuss, plan our next pre-emptive strike.

We chanced upon the next agency, FiveStars Tours. They were offering the same deal albeit at an even cheaper rate. That’s when I saw IT… The Picture! A shot of the Mo Mo Cha Tavern. It read Redang, a small island off Terengganu, Malaysia. Oh my god!!! I just had to go there!!! Sayonara Tioman! Hellllloooooooooo Redang!

The extremely white beaches, the blue turquoise waters, the magnificent sun-lit skies, the palm and coconut trees swinging gently by the cool oceanic breeze. Paradise and I found it! Perfect I thought to myself! Then I was hit by the cruel brick of reality, a 12 hour travel time by coach and by ferry. No airplane, just pure tarmac all the way to the jetty in KL.

And what about the return trip? Same as above…Throwing back my thoughts, I just gritted my teeth, signed the contract and paid the down payment. In my mind were just moving images of paradise, relaxation, and finally a private getaway with my baby! A whole weekend to ourselves with not a care in the world. =)

Nothing is going to deter me from going there. I’m gonna sing that Mo Mo Cha song there no matter what…la la la la la la la la laa…la la la la la la la la la la laaaaa….

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Reply

I refer to the letter printed in ST forums dated 20 September 2004.
A reader wrote in complaining about Power98Fm’s DJs making unkind remarks about divorcees.

At the rate things seem to be moving, we need foreign talents to replace our local DJs pretty soon, if our local boys say something crude or just not socially accepted in Asian culture we are lambasted with labels that state we are insensitive or just plain rude/ low crass. BUT if an angmoh were to say it, everyone would think his a cheeky fella and laugh along with him because its in their culture to be more naturally open and speak more freely. So what gives?

Why set double standards for ourselves? We are using the same sort of mentality the SPGs have. We belittle ourselves when some of us try to express themselves, and when others do it we congratulate them. Whose the one hiding in the hole here? Its high time people start accepting that there are others who talk more openly, think more openly and have a sense of humour. For pete’s sake this aint the HAN Dynasty, we don’t walk to towns, we speak English not dialects when we converse.

If the listener who wrote in found the comments insensitive, I think she should open her eyes a little wider, JA’s line pales in comparison to what TV talkshow hosts like Jay Leno or Letterman have sprouted thus far, u want a taste of the media? Go listen to Howard Stern, his shock antics on US national radio has earned him notoriety worldwide.

What the listener is doing is limiting creativity, how can we progress if backward mongrels like her continue to dog the system with prehistoric ramblings? As long it is done in good taste I don’t see the point in apologizing for what he said.

In fact there was nothing sensitive about it at all. If people going through divorces are that easily affected by a DJ’s comments, I suggest psychiatric help immediately. JA simply added his 2cents worth, is that so hard to accept? If a government body were to state that, then an inquiry would be called for.

Hakiel had to go because the lewd remarks he gave were uncalled for, that was understandable, but this? This is pure absurdity. As a former student of Mass Communications I find it disheartening. If DJ’s were to watch every word they said, pretty soon we would need scripts instead of spontaneous banter on air. Live Radio broadcasts were be pretty much dead, done in by Dodos like Miss Tan…

Other News…


ValueAir is considering cheap flights to Perth – Whoopee!! This translates to me flying back to SG as often as possible and anyone in SG coming to see me for as little as a few bucks! *wink *wink

My dad is buying me a brand new PC, just went Hardware zone to get the latest on specs and prices, I can get a decent system for $1750 hehe…

NATAS Travel Fair is on this weekend at Suntec City Convention Centre Halls 601 - 603 I think. Lots of bargain holidays up for grabs! Baby we’re going there this Saturday for to make our delayed holiday plans =P

Watched DodgeBall on Sunday with my family and Erin, what a racket Ben Stiller is. I haven’t laughed this hard since 50 First Dates. Low brow comedy is still the best! 4 out of 5!

Saturday, September 18, 2004

Nailed


Snails...Yummy~!!! Posted by Hello

Yesterday's Escargot at Jack's Place, we ordered 24 or these little suckers. Love the texture relish the taste! But thats not exactly the topic today. Let's move on to the real meat!

Ok, after the dinner, me and Erin went downstairs to Breadtalk (we were at Parkway) surprisingly, at 9.45PM, my favourite bakery chain still hasn't shut it's doors. So I grabbed as much as I could before heading to the taxi stand. Now being a weekend, the queue was awfully long, we won't in a rush so I just proceeded to line up.

By the time we got to the front, suddenly this indian grandmama appeared out of nowhere and stood infront of me and my gf. I thought perhaps she was waiting for a private vehicle so I just let her stand there, she was a little bit away from the queuing area anyway. Then out popped a younger indian lady with a baby in her arms, they stood there talking, I was abit skeptical, but I thought "ok fine, they are probably waiting for their car". So we carried on waiting.

Then when a cab finally pulled into the bay, suddenly out the final member of their troupe appeared, daddy packing the pram and shopping backs hailing the cab! Emergency bells rang as I realised my cab was about to be cab-nabbed!

I yelled "Hey, I think thats supposed to be my cab! You didn't queue!!!" The father looked at me shocked and said "No my mother was standing in the queue." Yea, like hell that old fossil was... Erin retorted "she wasn't even infront of us!" I told the man I didn't see his mother or anyone else before me, the previous guy had already got into a cab. A brief stand-off as we both glared angrily at the trio.

Another cab had just pulled in, not wasting time Erin and I boarded the next cab, as we passed the family, I "tiao" the dad, and gave him the "your pathetic look". What a complete ASS! I mean big deal if you got a old maid, your baby and your wife to toll along to the mall, if you wanted to cut the queue just ask ok? I'm sure people would let you, don't just cut in like that. Its bloody rude!

Oh and using your mom and wife to queue for you...thats a sorry excuse, don't think there's any sympathy from me or anyone else in the queue ok? It just goes to show what sort of man you are...Your a Testicle-LESS SWINE and I hope your future offspring are born without assholes!

Not to be racist...but some of them are really fucked up! You think this is bloody Bombay?!?! Here in Singapore, there are laws mind you! Do you understand the definition of a taxi queue you curry loving ghee eating retards?

Here's another example, a few days ago, while walking back from work, I noticed an old indian couple standing at the taxi-stand infront of the MRT station. There was a Hitachi van parked at the taxi bay right infront of them. Obviously the couple were waiting for a cab, but the female driver of the van was parked in the first lot for cabs.

The indian man was furiosly pounding on her window demanding to know if she was a cab. "Excuse me is this a taxi" he hollered. Of course the driver was shocked. There was not a single cab at that time of course and behind the van was like another 3 empty lots, lots of ample space, what's the deal with the couple?

The old geezer carried on, pounding on her door and window, asking her "this doesn't look like a cab, are you carrying passesngers? can I get in?" I almost burst out laughing. I didn't know who was exactly right. Luckily the lady's passenger came and scrambled into the van. Needless to say they bolted from the stand. I walked away shaking my head, Singaporeans gracious? maybe in the next millenium.

Friday, September 17, 2004

Sad

Call me sentimental or a just a plain sap for Hallmark moments, I intended this letter just for my baby, but it has turned into a blog entry instead. Why you ask? This afternoon I was confronted with a startling piece of information. My girlfriend was being asked to do volunteer work in Cambodia from the 8 to 20 Nov 2004.

For those with a watchful eye, may notice that on the 10th Nov also is our 1st year anniversary. At first I was overcome with anger. “Why on that day? Why can’t it be another time? What’s going to happen? Why Cambodia? Why her? Why 2 weeks? Why?! Why?!?!” My heart was wrecked with pure pain. I wanted so much to make that day a meaningful one, so much to spend it with her.

And now I can’t. I will be here while she’s there. Erin suggested we celebrate it earlier, but that would defeat the purpose of an anniversary in the first place when the idea is to remember that day when we first started this relationship. I know I couldn’t stop her from going, she needs the extra CCA points to help her along for her diploma, asking her to stay would be selfish on my part.

But I couldn’t help it. I suddenly felt so alone. Any hopes of sharing some any memorable moments went straight out the window. Reality bites. My heart aches so badly at the thought of her leaving me for 2 weeks, especially since its’ our anniversary moreover. If she does go...it also means that I won’t be celebrating any anniversary with her as well for the next 2 years.

I feel so confused, my heart wants her to stay but my mind knows she has to go, I’m getting frustrated. Should I? Who am I to ask her to stay and compromise her future which is so bright? Am I being selfish is asking her to stay by my side? I’m very sore over it right now, tears swirled in my eyes earlier on at the thought of her being away from me…

I love her so very much; I should spare a thought about her feelings and future as well. But at that moment all I could do is think about myself. How saddened and lonely I would be… I became concerned over the fact she’s going to Cambodia, a rural backwater, will she be alright? Who’s going to look out for her? Will she be safe? I’m worried for her, I don’t want to spend our anniversary pacing back and forth wondering if she’s safe or not. It’s just painful. Perhaps too much to bear

Then why the anger and hatred of her going away? The question keeps going through my mind…I should trust my heart, I want her to stay…but if she decides to go still, I will just accept the harsh reality and hopefully try to deal with it somehow and face it by myself. Perhaps we could finally celebrate on the day itself during our 4th year anniversary if there is one…

Love You
Always & Forever – Ah Gong

Thursday, September 16, 2004

Ancient

It just had to happen; another old geezer thought that he should go off with a bang, literally…inconveniencing much of the north MRT line when he decided to launch himself off Bishan MRT station at noon. Banging head first with a 13-tonne metal object isn’t my idea of a painless death.

I’m going to rule out accident here, the gush of air being sucked into the tracks while a train is coming in isn’t even strong enough to suck a child left alone an old man, and those knobs on the floor for the blind, well …you don’t see blind people falling into train tracks everyday do you?

The most probable scenario is the senior citizen committed suicide. For what reasons I don’t really care. We can’t stop people from killing themselves, but at least we can make it difficult to. The old man is already number 4, 3 of which happened at Bishan itself, the other at some station in the west.

What do they have all in common? Let’s examine the evidence we got so far. They are all in open-air stations; the jumpers were all above the age of 40 and somehow managed to avoid detection by ground staff and had the best possible timing of being creamed by trains within the shortest period of track time, before anyone could save them.

While probably some big heads are going to roll in SMRT, and corporate tai-ji quan is going to be displayed, I am dismayed to see SMRT employing substandard and primitive forms of ensuring safety in their stations.

What’s the point of installing video cams when all your staff can do is look at the old geezer fall into the tracks and within 3 seconds he gets run over by 40+ odd wheels carrying a total weight of 100+-tonnes.

Its plain stupid, ludicrous and downright a waste of funds. I would rather spend a couple more millions install automated doors at all stations that way the old way some old jabroni is going to kiss the train is when his seated inside it.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

Serenity


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The New Banners Posted by Hello

To mark my blog's counter hitting 1000, I thought a redesign was due, spent the afternoon getting the textures done, as you can see I opted for a minimalist approach as to the previous mechanical feel.

Large doses of blue was used to give a calming effect, which is also my favourite colour. and the little white bubbles inside were inspiried by sonyericcsson's logo. Overall I'm pretty pleased, the simple banner is easy on the eye and more in line with my current mood and feelings.

Monday, September 13, 2004

Issues


BodyShop RoadShow - 11 Sep 04 Posted by Hello

I was tempted to call my friend up, yes the one I’m having a cold war with currently, but somehow I didn’t, perhaps it felt awkward I guess, yes I’m no longer mad nor angry at her, and I accept your apologies. I just needed time to settle down as I can’t think straight when I’m totally pissed. Friends? I surely wouldn’t want to lose a good friend like you Janet…I am sorry as well for the way I behaved…sorry…

Tom wanted me to do this ‘cause I made him wait downstairs my block while I fell asleep totally forgetting the time and I blew our CS session. Apologies bud!

I will not tua Tom again.
I will not tua Tom again.
I will not tua Tom again.
I will not tua Tom again.
I will not tua Tom again.
I will not tua Tom again.
I will not tua Tom again.
I will not tua Tom again.
I will not tua Tom again.
I will not tua Tom again.

Okie typed it ten times, like you asked haha!

Saturday was overloaded with activities! Had a doctor’s appointment in the morning, rushed to Mt. Elizabeth Medical Centre for my quarterly check-up not before I waited at the blasted lift lobby for 30mins. The crowd swarmed into a massive hoard. It felt like 5566 were in the house only give away was in place of maniacal screaming teenagers we had slow feeble frail geriatrics. I was worried the seniors might get stomped by the increasingly impatient patients. And in typical Singaporean fashion we fought and jostled for prime standing space infront of the lifts.

It didn’t help that out of the four lifts, 3 were permanently sedated leaving one to handle the 100 plus complaining Indonesian aunties and uncles, the barrage of wheel-chaired people (who might I added basically parked themselves infront of the lift causing the initial occupants a great deal of trouble climbing out of the entrance), the “ah sohs and ah cheks” in their pajamas and obese “ang-mohs” who were the equivalent of four Asians in space occupancy and weight. So there I was, mauling over the fact I’ve been constantly pushed aside by these old folks who came from the back of the queue cutting their way through, out of respect, everyone gave way…but still, in all fairness, how about waiting your turn?

I know your old and frail yada yada, but if every 5mins one senior citizens forces his/her way into the front of the queue, and the lift takes an average of 15mins to come back down to the lobby, your looking at a never ending queue, not to mention the the entourage of relatives following “ah ma or ah gong”. Just 2 seniors and their families would have filled the entire lift.

The majority of us Asians just kept quiet as this carried on, I was late for my appointment by almost an hour now, an agitated Caucasian finally voiced out! The chubby fellow bellowed! “Ok that’s it! I’ve waited here for almost 30mins, and I havn’t even had a chance to enter the lift despite standing right next to it because you people keep letting old people board first! What is wrong with you?! What is wrong with you lot? Are you gonna wait here till its freaking 5pm?!”

Everyone was stunned into silence and just then the lift door opened, needless to say the man got his ride up. Phew…leave it to the red necks to voice their views. I guess no one else dared, afraid to incur the wrath of others on being disrespectful to their elders. I got my check-up and went down using the cargo lift.

I went down to Bugis after that with Erin for the Bodyshop RoadShow 2004, for $30 she got herself a professional make-over for her face which included a professional photo-shoot. We got a make-up artist called Mandy Tan doing the foundation and etc, she was a dead ringer for FIR’s lead singer – I’m impressed!

While waiting for my baby, I was called up by Ivan Rentuang and Carrie Chong (DJs) to take part in a tele-game. What luck! When I wanna take part no one calls me, when I least expect it they come a calling. I walked away with a Bodyshop Shampoo gift set. The pics I included will give you the details on the event.

I caught Anacondas: The Hunt for the Blood Orchid on Friday, this has got to be the longest B-grade movie title I’ve seen yet. Before you ask what do giant 20 foot snakes have to do with plasticky fake flora, heed my advice, leave your intellect back at home, and the show will somehow entertain with its rapid succession of thrills and spills. The shows coveted plot literally is brain dead, big company stumbles upon flower that gives eternal youth, sends expedition team to Borneo to collect the flowers back. Sounds simple enough? Not at all, they have to conquer the monsoon season, crocs, rivers, unscrupulous business partners and about 7-8 bus sized reptiles that have a slight inclination towards mankind.

Acting is out the window here, script could have been written by a 15-yr old and no one would have been surprised. Perhaps the one person that stood out was Kong, the south American monkey whose been typecast as a Indonesian dwelling inhabitant. How they got the primate to display so many facial expressions is beyond me, the monkey is so adept at it, the human actors pale in comparison, heck! The furry one even has an entrie chasing segment between the anaconda and itself thrown in. Kong screamed on cue, freaked out at CGI snakes, climbed trees with finesse; its timing was spot on! The monkey was so darn good, I swore he should have been the lead and awarded best animal actor in the annual academy awards.

Nevertheless, the snakes were obviously the main draw, as sequels go, this was way better than the insult AVP was to my intellect. Without letting to much of the plot escape, there were some genuinely intense moments where we were caught unawares. 3/5 stars! Pretty good, I liked the first one better.

On a final note, I did like to wish my baby a HAPPY 10th MONTH ANNIVERSARY! Love ya loads! And I miss ya! Looking forward to seeing you on Tuesday baby! MUACKz~!!!

Thursday, September 09, 2004

Trust

I’ve learnt that trust is a figurative word; it can be used in so many instances. Lately the amount of trust I have in people has been questioned. When you reveal certain aspects of people to close friends you did come to expect the same level of trust and mutual respect from the listening party am I right?

Here’s an example, a close friend of mine asked me about the character of another person whom I know. Based on what I know, I told her some negative aspects of that person as well, being close friends, I decided to share what I know, for I didn’t want my friend to be in for any rude awakenings.

I thought this would strictly be private and confidential, something only shared amongst close friends. I trusted this friend of mine to keep it close to the heart. But guess what? I was quoted by my friend, reciting out word for word to this person whom I also know of. Can you imagine how betrayed I felt? It’s disgusting! I thought being close friends; it would be a kept secret.

The negative aspects of the person in question are now made known to how I view this person. The individual knows me as well, and I dread now if I do meet him, what would his reaction be? Would the person think likewise about me? Would I appear to be a hindrance? Would I appear to be the bad guy here? A rumor monger? God knows.

How would you feel, if you told someone to be wary of this person because he or she is a slut/bastard, and have that person go tell that slut/bastard exactly what you say? Absolutely horrible! I did something out of friendship, goodwill and trust, and what did I receive? A tight mental slap in return. It’s a wake up call so to speak.

Maybe I’ve grown too trusting lately, I used to doubt everyone before, and when I did form a circle of close friends whom I speak frankly with, I began to trust them, seeing which they would do the same. Now in the light of this, I can’t bring myself to speak to this friend of mine, nor do I think I can trust this person with my sincere thoughts, views and opinions.

You can’t really trust anyone, people change constantly, one moment they would smile at you, the next? Who knows when they will wield a 15 inch dagger and gorge it into your spine? I doubt I can trust anyone now, it seems so uncertain, overnight everything can transcend rapidly, what you used to be able to view, you can’t now, people who trusted you withdraw their feelings in an instance, what causes all this? I don’t know.

I don’t expect to find answers, nor expect to be given any. If you want my trust, you did better earn it, I never liked people who betrayed my trust in them. Not when I reveal my true self and they take this for granted and gladly toss it out the window. I am hurt, sadly disappointed, utterly disgusted and most definitely annoyed.

How much of trust do my loved ones and friends have for me and I have for them? Are they withholding secrets? Are they sprouting lies? Are they truthful? All this boils down to trust. I hate trust, it’s a word used by the naïve, I be can as cynical and pessimistic as human nature would allow. Should I? Am I too pissed to think rationally? Ok …I’m out!

Monday, September 06, 2004

30

Isn’t life fascinating? We spend much of our adolescent years wishing we were 21, and when you do finally hit the big one, reality bites and you mourn the demise of your youthfulness.

Stretch marks start appearing, skin starts sagging and complexion and hair growth take a turn for the worst. You realize, oh crap! I’m not getting any younger! And there’s so much more to do…

When we were all teenagers didn’t we just hate being told what to do, when to do it, what not to do? Freedom seemed to be on top of everybody’s mind during that stage. Parents would constantly nag at you about studies, staying away from relationships yada yada yada *yawnz…You wished that you could quickly grow up and show those adults you too could stand toe to toe in the real world. *Sigh…naivety…

Funny how things change so unexpectedly, I’m 23 now, wishing I was 18 again and staying at that age forever! I’m afraid of the physical shortcomings of ageing, the slowing down of brain activity it comes with. I don’t wanna be some uncle wearing ah pek clothes hanging out at your heartland kopitiam! No Way!!! Never! I refuse to devolve into that! Maybe you can say I will never age gracefully, I want to always be in the know, on top of everything, be it fashion trends, cars, science, general knowledge, I don’t wanna become stagnant!

If it means acting all “hiao” and unlike my peers so be it! People might leer at me by saying “eeee….so old liao still act so hiao, bhb one, I don’t care! I wanna be clubbing at the age of 50 still!, I wanna be coasting down ECP in my shiny Red Modena blasting techno music when I’m 60, I won’t become like my dad, stuck with an old merc, wearing country club clothes everyday with a hairstyle right out from the seventies!

I was having a conversation with some classmates recently, the topic dwelled into this, and we all admitted, yes we are all a quarter of a century old, though yet to establish ourselves, the omnipresent 3-0 seems inevitable now and its forever looming in our presence, those who are 27 now are probably the most cautious, almost past their prime, they freak out whenever we mention THIRTY! Haha…the look on their faces is real, none of us want to grow old.

Ok enough of that, I’m constantly checking my face for signs of wrinkles and such! *Touch Wood! Anyway, went to watch 13 Going 30 on Saturday, hence the topic for today. It’s sort of a trip down memory lane. Jennifer Garner as the lead Jenna Rink, who went from 13 to 30 after her big b’day bash went horribly wrong. She morphs from a geeky 13 year old into a 30 year old business woman working for a big time fashion mag, the only drawback? She’s stuck with the mentality of a teeny.

Jenny is a joy to watch, as she captures the essence of a child quite vividly, from the way she speaks, to the dressing style that’s a hint of child likeness in everything, not to mention the way she walks throughout the whole movie! There’s a morale lesson to be learnt here as well to adults who are watching…in our pursuit of acceptance be it in social or business circles, never ever forget the people who were with you along the way, family, friends, they all played a role in your success somehow, Jenny learnt this the hard way when she found out what her previous 30-year old self was up to.

Its frightening what adults are capable of, and for a child to come to terms with the unethical and gruesome world of adults is almost impossible. The show realized how kids are probably some of the purest of minds in the world, shielded from the harsh realities of adulthood. It made me see how grown-ups have become so tainted as a result of what we strive to achieve.

The innocence and naivety of a child is truly something we only get to experience once in a lifetime, for those who are still in that stage, please treasure it.

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Bratless

I’ve been working for the past 2 years upon graduation; I should consider myself lucky that I found a job within a short span of time, but what may I ask constitutes good family time? Does it mean enjoying your time with your family? If that is so then how a Saturday off would be any different from any given day?

I’m in the PR sector btw, even though I don’t work Saturdays even before the new ruling, my weekends are chock full other engagements. On weekdays my office hours are so irregular, I see a glimpse of my family only in the mornings before I rush off to work. My main gist is, having a balanced work and family life is total BS.

You can’t have either, unless you wear totally white uniforms and draw salaries that could easily allow you to purchase 3rd world nations in 5 year installments. You can’t enjoy your money because there are bills to settle, cost of living is on the rise, car installments, housing and a host of nitty gritty items. You can’t enjoy your family because, after a dreadful day at work, you drag yourself back home only to be confronted with domestic issues which ply on the stress.

The human body has only a certain level of tolerance, beyond that and most of us will snap. I believe the majority of us will not have the luxury of actually experiencing what it is like to live like certain politicians. I am sick and tired of this routine. Wake up, go to work, return home and sleep. There’s almost no room at all for anything else.

I am fortunate I guess to have met my other half while I was still a student, but what about those who are still single and want to find partners? Will the current environment support this? NO! There’s really no chance at all. You need the money to feed yourself and you sacrifice your social life to do that.

And how about egging us on to have offspring? Please, even with financial bonuses like that dangled infront of me, I wont even consider procreation. Already free time for yourself is a rarity, left alone free time for your child. Try paying me $500K over a period of 5 years I might consider, otherwise why burden myself? I would rather live with my partner childless without the financial taxes of bringing up a child.

And don’t get me started on how fulfilling rising a kid is, that’s utter crap. If it can make me a fuller person, I want a full demonstration and statistics to prove it. Does that make me less human if I don’t have kids? Bringing up one is no mean feat. And I’m sure our “leaders” have at least a platoon of care givers to look after their white horses. How many of use can even afford a maid? Big deal with the discount in levies. Why not abort it in the first place so all of us can have a battalion of them?

Just look at it this way. As a couple, you get to do all the things that you have always wanted without worrying about baby. You want to go Venice? No prob! Just pack and go, no hassle about worrying who’s going to look after junior or whether the hotel has child care services…It will be a Extreme load of your mind too whenever your shopping, dining, or even just relaxing.

You might counter and argue, but what about when your old and lonely? Whose going to care for you? Well, with the money you spent saving not having a little brat, you would have more than enough to spend your twilight years holidaying, pursuing interests and ultimately check yourself into some retirement village. I mean come on, having kids as a means of security was what my grandparents thought of, those days they neither have the education level nor financial backing to plan ahead for the future and thus would be reliant on their children when their old.

I wouldn’t be in the same category. Thanks to our markets opening up, people nowadays are more well read, readily accept modern technological advances in medicines and other services. I wouldn’t need my children to call up some doctor to book my appointments in English. I can read, write and so on! Why the hell do I need a younger replica of myself?

Another point, “seeing my friends looking so happy with their children makes me long for children of my own?” that’s the biggest mistake your ever going to make. Like I said people are all different, what makes your friend tick might not necessarily tickle your fancy, so don’t be so absurd as to adopt this me too policy. You will live to regret it.

To conclude, work and family time can never be fulfilled. We spend so much of our time chasing the corporate ladder and trying to ascend it, we sort of ditch everything else. Balancing family, relationship is tough enough, but a baby? That’s like committing suicide. Sure our island state is a fine place to live in, but its not a place to bring babies to the world. Don’t expect to have a comfortable live when your children are grown up. In fact don’t even expect anything from them if you ever have them at all.

One rule applies till this very day. Survival of the fittest. You would want to keep yourself at the most profitable, issues like children will only serve to bring down your market value in this highly competitive world.