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The world is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy to those that feel. -Horace Walpole

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Location: Singapore

Tutor at NUS.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Cant say directly, so (II)

If you were once inclined to deem me as an excessively pessimistic person, my current situation would prove you wrong. I think I was excessively optimistic over this 2-year getaway period.

First things first, they took away my pen. There is no way I can and will write anything without my blue G2 07s; in fact I get extremely uncomfortable whenever I write with any other type of pen, because few pens can match the richness of the G2 07's ink. In fact, if you have ever noticed, my handwriting changes drastically whenever I use any other kinds of pen.

Second, they took away my time. 24 hours of free time after 5 days is wholly insignificant-- you'd be too tired to really appreciate anything besides your bed. If this is the kind of work rate Im going to have for the next two years, Im definitely going to make a lot of noise. There's no way I will let my 2 years wilt away like that. That aside, time is wasted even within the compound. Fancy waiting 3 hours just to take an half-hour test, and the superiors didnt even have the sense to send those waiting back to our rooms to, at the very least, clean our equipment and stuff like that. The worse thing is those who finished first could go back first, and the superiors didnt even have the sense to make them suffer with those who were queued at the back. So never mind if you wasted 3 full hours of my time because the grave injustice hurts just as bad.

Third, they took away my freedom. The freedom to do what I like, the freedom to like what I like, the freedom to choose. Along with this robbery comes a greater theft--the stealing of your identity, and the price of ransom would be isolation.

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