Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Speech by Steve Jobs - Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish

Subject: FW: 321 - Steve Jobs Speech to Graduates - Read This.

(My colleague and friend, Tom Peters, just emailed me a copy of a speech that Steve Jobs delivered to the graduates of Stanford University this week. Drawing from some of the most pivotal points in his life, Steve Jobs, chief executive officer and co-founder of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, urged graduates to pursue their dreams and see the opportunities in life's setbacks -including death itself.)

"I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5ยข deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky - I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation

- the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me - I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything - all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the

words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much." - Steve Jobs - June 2005


Restless Loo

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Originally uploaded by pinkyme.

have you ever heard that a toilet needs a rest?

Well apparent some toilets do.... here's one that is in a relatively new building, that works perfectly well, all the toilet cubicles comes with a use-able toilet bowl, with functional flushes, toilet paper roll is also in great conditions, automatic lights worked fine, washing basins comes out with clean water to clean hands, feet, face, mouth whatever that needs to be cleaned... the one item that was NOT in working order was the soap dispenser, either it ran out of soap or the dispenser is somewhat jammed.

so here's what the estate management people decide to do... give the toilet a rest!


What's up with that??


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Originally uploaded by pinkyme.

YUP, the car gets a BUMP, the driver gets a shock and the pillar gets LOADS of attention... (almost with a mouthful of vulgarities if not for the fact that I'm just too tired to be yelling them out)...

its no fun to end a tiring day like this *blah*

Danger of Misaligned Pillars

200506 carbump
Originally uploaded by pinkyme.

What would happen if there are two pillars, looking totally unsuspecting at your car.... while a tired (end of a long work day you) try to park the car?

You can only imagine ONE ending....

Cutsy Nature 2

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Originally uploaded by pinkyme.

By afternoon, the bob-head mushrooms are no longer found! Instead they have "opened" up to brollies-like mushrooms!

It took me almost a year to discover their cutsy nature! cool!

Cutsy Nature 1

200505 mushroom
Originally uploaded by pinkyme.

imagine walking along the sidewalk and find these lovely bob-head mushrooms greeting you with fresh morning scent.

Friday, June 24, 2005

blogger photo is NOT working!

hey... what happened to photo uploading today?? I've been stuck for hours!

hope it will start to work well soon...i've got tonnes of photo-blogs to tell!

Thursday, June 23, 2005

The HDB Lift Stories

Have you ever wondered what stories would a HDB lift tell if it had a voice?

It might tell you "Hey smell my new coat of detergent, I've been cleaned today!"

or "Hey, stop playing with the UP and the DOWN buttons, I can only go ONE way, why confuse me by pressing BOTH?"

or "I'm sick... I've got pee all over me AGAIN, hope that the nice smelling cleaner would come and clean me up soon"

or "oops, I think someone ran into some financial problems."

or "I think I feel like being generous today, let's give out some chocolates!"

What does YOUR HDB lift tells you? =)

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Eating can be FUN

Yeah, have you ever thought of fun eating? hee... actually I always had fun eating whenever I'm with my friends...

My sis introduced us to a new dining concept this evening with a revolutionary dining experience that combines food with culture and fun!

It was a sit down dinner peppered with interesting nibbles of chinese culture interpersed with the different dishes.

eg. Do you know what are the "rules" for sitting at the dining table? imagine having two grandparents, two parents and yourself as the kiddo... who should sit first? who should sit where? There are rules wan leh!

Each dish was designed to fit into the central theme of vegetables of the year. Like this dish below, was to share the nutritional value of carrots and tomatoes... but would you ever think of eating carrots this way?

Who Is It?

Can you figure out how you look like when you visit an optician? hee....

To explain or Not to?

I dunno if this is a universal syndrome....

I've been trying to explain to my parents for years that when I do graduate studies, I dun have to "go for lessons" instead I conduct experiments all day long.

but each time when I tell them that I'm going away etc... their first question was "dun u need to attend lessons?" or when the whole world is on jun and dec holidays... they will ask "how come you are not on holiday?".

I even brought them to my lab and gave them a tour of what I do.... yet... they cant picture my "working life"... I'm so sick of answering their same 2 questions... that I give up trying to educate them aldy.... and the best part... Ad's parents were also lamenting that they have no idea what Ad is doing... HA HA HA HA.... maybe parents just dun listen.

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Blessed am I

I was in my ex-campus where I spent 7 good years studying or mugging one late afternoon.... I gave a call to one of my good jie mei who is working there now, earning BIG BUCKS and check if she's had her lunch yet... oh boy, she's busy, no time to come down for a quick bite with me.

Oh well, I might as well just quickly settle my lunch before rushing off to another appt.

Suddenly, it dawned upon me that for my 7years in campus, I never had to lunch alone. NEVER! Can you believe it? I was always surrounded by my classmates or labmates or friends.... How blessed was I.

In my 1st year, I had a bunch of crazy guy gang whom I hang out with, then the lectures were all mostly mass lectures of more than 300 pple, I get totally lost in the crowd if not for this crazy guy gang... they were always full of nonsense and have something to laugh about over lunch. It was light and enjoyable. FUN!

In my 2nd and 3rd year, we started to speciallised into different areas, so I spent less time with these crazy guys and had more time to bond with my classmates of about 30. We would spend our before, inbetween or after lessons times sitting on benches outside the LTs and poke fun at each other. At times victimizing some of our classmates as well... I remember a funny "experiment on PAIN tolerance in women before and after their pregnancy" hee.... we never really had to try it out though, but we always had a good laugh when we talk about it! Markie boy... u the winner of jokes & story-telling!

After lessons was always the BEST part of my campus life... because its the time when I go and meet up with my friends from other faculties. We spend endless nights on Dai Di and Bridge and many sabotages in the pool hee.... how fun it was then...

Came honors year.... each day was spend dragging our feet from the lecture rooms to the canteen and back... cos lessons stretches for the WHOLE day... just nothing but sit down lessons... super tough, as the class size shrank to about 10 only, it was hard to escape the glare from the lecturer for falling asleep, we developed a sweets culture amongst us.... each day we try to entertain each other with different sweets hee... too bad for those without a sweet tooth...

Towards the Mid of my 4th year, I met this bunch of biologist who would not stop at simple jokes... intellectual jokes peppered with wisdom flew the skies each time we had lunch together. At times, the lure of work was not as inviting as the conversations of the group. Here, I met some really extraordinary people who would go out of their way just to help someone without expecting any form of rewards. Here, I learnt what is humanity (see which was such a struggle, because where I come from, most of the people do not even know what humanity is!)

When I decided to further my studies, my world got confined a lab space, where I spend an average of 10-12hrs each day churning out experiments and chopping up fish. I got my first encounter working with foreign talents and found that my peers in the lab has their own sense of humour and are truly fun people. I had great fun immersing into their dumpling culture, the happiness of making a meal together followed by a game of cards (gong zhu) was almost like a traditional ritual of each gathering. Simple yet meaningful. I recall having to go round getting each persons' birthdate and making a point to celebrate them each month. One of my ex-labbies, in his late 30s commented that it was the 1st time anyone celebrated his birthday with a cake! Imagine that! I was so happy that our simple get-together meant so much to him.

During these years there were tough moments where my humane friends like the otterman, robina, alvin, cyn etc got me together by helping me to analyse the situations, ensure that I get fed during lunch and provided the much needed support.

For 7 long years, I had the blessings of great friendships, lunch buddies and wonderful memories that will last a lifetime.

Thank You dear friends!

Thank You God! =D

Is it a Sign? Or shall I hang on?

As many of you may know... I'm a poor student pursuing a further degree... Recently it has been a grilling uphill task to meet the demands of my student life and personal life with family life.

I've contemplated quitting so many times during this one year of studies (2 more to go) that the number of sleepless nights goes beyond what my fingers and toes can count...

My desire for this degree is diminishing FAST with the disappearance of my supervisior.... its like the 2nd time today that he's played me OUT.

Is this a sign? Or is this a test of faith for me to hang onto my degree for the good of mankind??


Thursday, June 09, 2005

Day 4 in San Francisco

My greatest PEEVE on this trip to San Francisco. The internet access here is SLOW!! FREAKING SLOW! Imagine! This is Silicon Valley where cutting edge technology is born on the fly and where T1 and E1 lines get subscribed into the home. But here I am in Hilton Hotel and at USD50 a week for internet access and still... I'm logged out of iChat, slow on Blogger, even slower on my own servers in the office and work is being delayed.... SHEESH! Even at the convention centre. Good thing that I can plug in and the connection goes up!

It rained today. Rainy Fricso isn't too fun. Woke up and rushed down to our sessions and tried looking for breakfast. No luck. The hardest of bagels existed. Hard enough to break glass when it is thrown against it. How do the angmos appreciate food this hard? A new found respect for these angmos?

Here's the dining hall at the Moscone where some 3600 people take makan. Food's been decent so far. Fried chicken (well it was too fat and too salty) and after they feed you, you get to play games!

Well the series is indeed getting tougher and more technical.

Ok.. something more lighthearted.

We're staying in room 1-1978. 19th floor. But our frens j & r are staying at 1-876. So they asked us what rooms we stayed at and we said 1978. So they assumed 1-978 on the 9th floor! They kept calling the room, not getting us and having this girl on the line. The ultimate came when j went to the room and he banged hard asking for me and went "cb, ad, open up ah" in hokkien and this poor young girl opened a latched door to tell him to such person!!! Man! haha...

Today, we went to Haight street... there's a place called amoeba music.. one of the largest music stores and all kinds of new and used dvds as well as cds.. Even old LPs. we were already there on Sunday but we brought a friend there and S even managed to find LPs of Star Wars (him being a SW Freak) that date back to 1977. SCARY!

Finished all that and went around looking at the alternative lifestyle street. Tattoos, anarchist, gay, everything is there. What got to me was BEN & JERRY'S! Yeah, though raining and cold, I had to have it... haha....

We then headed back and as we got to the bus stop, we saw our bus 7 go. Thinking another one would come, we waited and chatted... for a good 30 mins, we continued and S even commented on the frequency on the bus until I went "F%$K" as I looked at the sign and saw last bus at 6:30 and it was now 7:00. So we tried to walk.. and we walked.. and we walked... a 5 mile walk.. and with the slopes of Fricso, I thought I had good shoes... New timberland of course.. NO... I slipped twice.. Hm... A refund in place?

Got back to nearby hotel and settled for dinner after a 90min walk. Mind you.. we were soaked and I had to PEE. Ate, peed and went back to the convention center for a last session called Stump the Experts. Funny. As always. This time, someone even asked, who was the engineer that had a line to say in Terminator2, the movie. Man!!

Tomorrow, we head for Frys and a meeting at Apple.. BEER BASH NEXT!

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

WWDC 2005!

And here I am at WWDC 2005! YAHOO!!

Right in the heart of San Francisco and in Moscone Center!

Here we tech geeks are all over trying to figure out what's new in the Mac OS! The announcement: That Mac is going to use an INTEL chip!! Whoa.. so for all those who are calling the machines WINTEL machines... it'll probably be MACTEL. Someone in the gang even had a OS starting sound that had the Mac "DONG" and the "DENG DENG DENG DENG" of Intel combined! goodness~! haha..

San Francisco again.. well it felt the same till we had entered the hall and saw the biggest crowd this year. 3200 plus developers and 52 from Singapore! When Steve Jobs came out, and announced the different results so far, it was amazing. But there weren't no fancy stuff like free iSights! Haha.. First day sessions saw some really cool stuff and I am trying to get hold of all the applications. Question now is, will the Mac OS be able to be installed on any PC machine soon???

Here's the big hall where everyone registers. S is in the picture as well.

Right inside the hall where we have a big big screen and we SAW Steve Jobs upfront!! haha... Finally after a hard day, we had free food of buffalo wings, spring rolls, mini pizzas and alcohol!! WHOAA!

Saturday, June 04, 2005

Pay through your nose or Pay with your health?

I recieved an sms in the early morning that one of my sibling was hospitalised in a garmen hospital for suspected appendicitis and that he would be headed into the operating thearter soon (7.30am).

I quickly did some research online and found out the symptoms that he had and also the different surgical procedures possible for it. And it appears that laproscopic surgery is less invasive and allows for faster recovery. (having done a few lap & one open wound surgery, I can vounch for the faster recover & less invasive part).

So I sent my bro an sms to suggest for laproscopic surgery for his condition if possible because he was concern with the recovery time (doc told him that he'll be on 2weeks MC). So not willing to be on MC for such a long time despite that fact that open wound surgery for appendicitis is "common" procedure (commented by Dr. E), my bro enquired about the possibility of laproscopic procedures in the garmen hospital.

Dr. E's first response to our Question of the difference in the 2 mtd of surgery was there was little difference in the recovery from the two surgeries, because, in open wound, you make one big hole sufficient to put at least 2fingers into the gut, whereas in laproscopy, you make a FEW holes. So you will still be hospitalized for 2-3days before you are discharged. Therefore no difference. He held the same opinion after I showed him the IMPOSSIBILITY of "NO difference in recovery" with my 5inch wound from an open surgery plus the higher risks of infection and the post-op condition of Adhesions. Dr. E started to repeat his words and did not provide further new information to both of us.

I only wanted to ensure that my bro's recovery is as painless as possible, if laproscopy is the way to go. Then why not? right?

Thereafter, Dr. E mentioned that he can try to arrange for a laproscopic surgeron to do that procedure in the garmen hospital, but he is not sure when that will happen (this is after 6hr of pure pain in the abdomen)

Bro decided to head out to the private hospitals and get it fixed faster as the pain was increasingly unbearable.

As soon as we decided upon that option, Dr. C came in to explain that laproscopy was only available to the higher class patients (my bro C class, not eligible for it). So if we upgrade his bed status, then he can get a lap done.

INTERESTING scenarios isnt it?

By then, my bro decided to be discharged from the garmen hospital to go to the private hospital for a faster surgery which is less invasive.

only ter we found out that the estimated cost of the surgery could be $8k!! Our hearts skipped a beat.

What would you chose if you are in the position to make a few changes?

food for thought....

1. upgrade all ur general surgery staff's knowledge to give a balanced view, I would gladly respect Dr. E if he explained his shortcomings in understanding laproscopic procedures or the cost of it would be extra due to the extensive equipment involved.

2. why would the hospital provide two different surgerical procedures but only for certain class of in-patients? Does it mean that lower classes of inpatients should NOT be given the BEST medical care?

3. with the standards of medical care that we have here.... are we really paying good value with our money? I recall my mum spent 10days in a private hospital in Bangkok for a stroke, with two MRIs, 10days in a A ward in a private hospital, the bill came up to less than $4k.... So why are our neighbouring countries providing cheaper healthcare than us if most of our nursing staff are foreigners?

Friday, June 03, 2005

Are we a Gracious Society?

Gracious society refers to being a board-minded society in acceptance of personal mistakes and the willingness to forgive and forget.

The yellow-ribbon project was established based on this aim.

But are we really ready to be one gracious society yet?

Cite an example from my recent HK trip. In Mongkok area, many streets were closed off at nights for night hawkers to put up stalls and the tourists, locals can walk casually without the fear of being runned down and SHOP. However, there were also a few shorter streets by the side that does not have any legalised hawkers... just an empty open space for pedestrians.

I was intrigued by the number of "illegal" make-shift hawkers that plough this lane to sell new and interesting items that were not sold in the main streets. As we were walking along the streets, we noticed that someone was shouting "You Lei La!". Quickly, without hesitation, the illegal hawkers pulled out a big canvas and cover their goods and started to push their carts away.

In the movies or in the past, they would run for their life, for fear of losing their goods and paying heavy fines.

Today, they quickly move to get out of the way of the Police Officers that were strolling down that lane. The PO did not attempt to run after the illegal hawkers, nor did they attempt to catch them. In fact, i witness one of the PO asking one of the illegal hawkers "where is his brother". The hawker, pushing his cartfull of goodies, replied "Oh, he's in another street."

The PO did their job by ensuring that the street was clear of any form of hawkers but they did not have to restort to chasing them down nor imposing heavy fines on those present on the streets. As long as the PO do not witness anyone of them making sales along that street, they are willing to let these hawkers go.

That is Humanity, that is a Gracious Society. In recognition of personal efforts to keep a living and not abusing the system to impose unreasonable fines on citizens who are trying hard to make ends meet.

So now back to us, Singaporeans, are we ready to be gracious?

Take for example, the wheel clamp incident I came across. One security says that its dangerous to part infront of the pseudo"high pressure" room while another says that the car on the day before had "permission" to park there. So which is right? or Both? if that is the case, why not let the first time offenders get off with a stern warning and a waste of 1hr of their precious time? Why must we INSIST on collecting the fines if its purpose was to be a warning?

In a similar incident involving wheel clamps in another building, when I and a few other vehicle owners approached the security officer for their leniency, their replies was " I am sorry that I cannot do anything unless you pay the fine, once it is recorded in our system, we HAVE to collect the fines. Otherwise, my supervisior will scold me or even worse take away my job. Because he say, if I am not willing to be harsh, there will be others will are willing to take my job." (ps. the supervisior is actually located in another building, but he keeps check via CCTV)

Imagine, in the span of 1hr, more than 4 vehicle owners came to the same spot as me to pay $$ to get their cars unclamped. What does it tell you about the car park system??

Even if the society was to be gracious, I doubt that our laws and the 'rules' allow for that to happen.

An interesting brush with the law

As i was driving towards a Red Light, I noticed that the lane on my right was suddenly filled by a police van from the third lane abruptly, without any signaling nor warning to forthcoming vehicles, in my mind, I was thinking that I was lucky not to be taking that lane as it was the more "popular" lane....

I took a glance to the right towards the driver and the passenger of the police van and noticed that the driver and his passengers were both very young men, I hope they are at least 21 years old. In their white polo tees, they were unmistakenly part of our law enforcing team in the country.

Does that give them the right to change lanes without signalling?? hmm.....

Then I noticed something else MORE interesting.....

The passenger in the van did NOT have his seat belt fasten!! ha ha ha...

Can you imagine law enforcers themselves breaking the law? If it was any normal citizens in any vehicle, I bet they will get a fine and both will get some demerit points taken off their driving license.... does this apply to these pple in the police van as well?

I pointed out to the driver that his passenger wasnt wearing any seat belt and the passenger took a look at himself with a guilty conscience look on his face and sheepishly put on his seat belt. Without any further gesture of thanks or apology for breaking the law, both of them continued to look away.

Even if it was any other civilian, I think the least they can do is to be thankful for having their faults pointed out. How mature are Singaporeans? Do we just shy away from our faults and hoped that no one will notice their mistakes?

Thursday, June 02, 2005

I got the clamp AGAIN!

i should have listened to the tiny voice that was speaking in my head.... for a short short moment, after parking my car along double yellowline, in the corner of a possible fire engine box, next to the "HIGHPRESSURE" room.... i had a voice that says... what if u get a wheel clamp??

I fought back the voice and rationalised that i cant be that SWAY. afterall, my car has stormed through a gleneagles wheel clamp, a GIS wheel clamp.... it wont be sooooooo SWAY wan lah.

true enough after 30mins, i came back to pick up my car and i saw a nice orange sticker on my window, a nice pink "summon" thoughtfully wrapped up in a plastic bag and of course the CLAMP on my wheel!


I should have LISTENED. or I should have BEEN earlier so that I wont have to rush through my day, so that I can at least park 1km away and WALKED.


my lab buddy (new one hee... quite cute looking somemore....) he was kinda sweet, he walked me to the PAY counter and back to the car and along the way cheering me up with some interesting questions...

1. WHERE does the FINE $$ go to?? or to WHO???

2. WHO has the "unclamp" keys if that security guy at the car park who obivously SAW the whole clamping episode did not have?

3. WHY cant a car park next to the "HIGHPRESSURE" room when there are car park lots just 5m away from it? does it mean that the pressure will just disappear into the mid-air in 5m?? (that was the "reason" that the security guy brought up for clamping me)

4. WHAT does the security do for the day? Do they hide in some dubious corner and pounce on unsuspecting cars like mind?

5. HOW come the Lexus which was parked at the EXACT same SPOT the day before did not the the clamp but my lousy M'sian made 14yr car got it? Does it mean that the european car makers got some special casing that protects the car but not mine?

I was just wondering if the Lexus did not get the clamp because someone was afraid that it belongs to someone HIGH up there and not try to offend anyone... whereas they knew that no one big deal will drive a 14yr car.... heh.... *rub hands* *got chance to use the clamp*

wonder wonder......

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Snow Wolf Lake

did u know? Jackie Chueng is coming again with his famous musical!! So happy!

we got tix to watch their final performance... it will b spectacular for sure! :D