Opposition Rally O.o

GASP! I went to an opposition rally! But who gives a flying ****? All Singaporeans should go to an opposition rally. It’s rather amusing.

So Captain A organised an “outing” to the WP rally at Serangoon stadium yesterday. Initially I didn’t quite want to go especially when it involved rushing all over the damn place just go get my ass to an opposition rally. But I thought, since I’m going to London to study, I’m going to miss the next election in 5 years time! So damn, I have to attend my very first rally as part of my responsibility of a Singaporean citizen to inform myself of whatever devilish mischief or angelic enlightenment the most credible opposition party can bring to Singapore.

GST prices, squeezy MRTs and taxes are but a few of the different fuels the WP used to fan the flames of dissent with the PAP. But personally, these issues are really trivial. In my own words, solved really easily. Squeezy MRTs? Increase MRT frequencies, introduce new bus services or whatnot, not a very difficult problem to solve. I was rather annoyed by it.

Checks and balances. This, I feel is a rather good point. The WP aims to work towards a “first world parliament” of which they didn’t define in their rally which I felt was VERY disappointing but I suppose it means a parliament with more than one voice. They kept stressing that a party with 82 out of 84 seats won’t give a hoot about the public’s needs because they’re so comfortable and no one can stop them. But aside from giving more seats to the opposition, how are they going to provide these checks and balances? I have the impression that they’re just going to oppose any policy the PAP comes up with. Like a rebellious child saying NO! to his mother regardless of what she said. But truth be told, there IS a need for more voices in the parliament to provide more views and the creation of more balanced and well-rounded policies. I quote:

“A party with 82 out of 84 seats will not fight for your future, they will DEFINE your future! Tell you when you can retire, what kind of house to live in, how many kids to have…”

Another issue brought up for contention by the WP is the number of foreigners allowed into Singapore. And they are squeezing the life out of us. They mentioned that we Singaporeans are friendly people and we welcome foreigners but the government is making us hate them because they’re letting too many of them in! With regards to education, I’ve competed with PRC students as well as Vietnamese students in my JC days. I respect them as equals as well as my friends with some I am very close with. However, some of them have even agreed that there are simply too many of them in Singapore and can understand our resent towards their existence in our schools. Yes, foreigners do add colour and flavour to our otherwise mundane and narrow-minded lives. They open our eyes to a “new world” out there. Singaporeans can be very close minded, refusing to seek understanding of different pastures outside our island city.

But there must be a limit.

Like how too many cooks spoil the broth, too many foreigners will only bring about Singapore’s ruin. As correctly pointed out by the opposition, our land mass is already very constrained and housing is inadequate. Bringing in more foreigners than housing property growth spells for disaster. Cheap labour will drive Singaporeans out of their jobs. Singaporeans who contribute to CPF, go back for In Camp Training (ICT) every year to keep themselves ready to defend our nation and help the poor. A balance must be found. A Singaporeans first policy will definitely have its drawbacks but it’s up to the politicians to find that magic balance.




All the suffering in OCS has finally come to an end.  It’s hard to imagine sometimes that 9 months of nonsense has come and passed so quickly. Well honestly, the years are short but the days are long. Going through OCS day by day has been quite torturous but looking back, time really flew. My buddy used to tell me:

OCS is all about breakfast, lunch and dinner. When you wake up, it’s breakfast. Do abit of things then it’s lunch. Do abit more than hey! It’s dinner. After dinner, sleep. The next day just rinse and repeat.

Tis true I say. As I was marching into the parade square during the commissioning parade, all my memories of the hardships and fun times in OCS just flashed before my eyes. I’m not dying, only my OCS journey flashed before my eyes, not my entire life. It’s quite intriguing how the brain just suddenly throws out images through your eyes for you to see. YES I know it’s weird. But it works like that. It’s like watching a projector screen but only that your eyes are the projector lens.

Mom, Dad and I at the dinner after the commissioning parade

Throwing of the peak cap was probably the most emotional moment. Screaming and running around, hugging all your buddies who went through the same shit as you. That’s something to remember for the rest of your life. Not forgetting my dearest who was there at the parade as well being there every step of the way. *hugs*

So now that I’m an ossifer, what next? I refer to myself as ossifer because I’m not as straight laced as other officers. I don’t really like how the officer corps does certain things and I’ll change it in my own little way. I received my posting a few days prior to commissioning and I’m in 21 SA at Kranji Camp II. I was quite sad to be posted away from Khatib but it was a nice change on hindsight. The bunks are AWESOME. I feel like I’m in a chalet haha.

Right now, just clearing off that I’ve accumulated over my OCS days and loving every minute I’m spending at home haha! Finished playing HALO REACH that my darling bought for me in London as well as Fallout 3. AND, I’m getting pretty scared of studying at Imperial so I visited the library and started borrowing books to read and prep myself. But I’m still at level one. I’m still reading books that any dunb-**** sec school student can pick up and read. My intellect has decreased somewhat over the past year…sadly…

Now on to the fun part!

Darling came back to Singapore and we had such a fun time together. It’s a pity that we couldn’t spend more time together but she’ll be back during the summer which is in June, only about a month away, yay! Shall let the pictures do the talking.

Tams and I at Commissioning Ball on the 16th April at Shangri-La hotel. She wore a beautiful gown from London. So sweet hor?

At the pool!

Tams and I at the airport. She's so teary cuz she doesn't want to go back!