Simple reasons why being young is no longer as magical

It's been EONS since i last blogged (again), meh, who cares, nobody reads this shit anyway, it's just another medium for one to vent one's frustration (unless you're a victim of a political struggle and you recently just returned from the states where you land your ass in jail after blatantly challenging the lord of Singapore) and you can look back upon it after a really long time and reflect on what a meaningless life you have where majority of your blog post consists of constant bitching about how life is unfair, how unreasonable your parents/lecturers/tutors are, and how much food and oil prices have gone up to the extent that you can no longer throw cream pies at one another during birthday celebrations.

Before long, your body would descend into a greater extent of physical decay and as you venture further into adulthood, you awake from your naive joie de vivre after plummeting into a deep dark abyss of never ending injustice, atrocities and apathy that fills this very world we live in.

Well, after digressing for a bit, i shall proceed on to my senseless blog post which shall fall under the category "Bitching about school life just like every prick in our (holistic) education system" Yes, the mid term exams. As you can see (or me in the future for that matter), it is 16th of June at 12 in the morning and the sands of time are falling grain by grain, awaiting that very last grain of sand which will signify the end of your holiday (or mug-liday as quoted from Xinyi) and mark the start of a brand new Holocaust: Examinations. Yes, I prefer the term Holocaust because it discriminates against a certain race (called the under-performers), executing a genocide upon any ounce of morale, dignity or self esteem left in their delicate and joy-less lives, and generally enslaving them in concentration-camp like compounds (such as container classrooms) and shackling their freedom with never ending tutorials and remedials.

Not even children are spared from this atrocity and crime against humanity as children even at the tender age of 6 are pushed into such similar camps (called tuition centers) where children are repeatedly taught the same crap where they are to regurgitate out in a written exam where failure could possibly mark death (look at suicide rates and depression) or a permanent record (of Fs). An article from The Straits Times shows 6 (or w/e age she is) year old Victoria where her slave driver of a mother has a 10 hour list of "how to turn your child into a bitch of the system" for weekdays, and a "own time-own target" for the weekends for her HOLIDAY (I think the MoE or MoM should redefine Holiday into More-Shit-day for students) Parents (loving their children ever so tenderly) want the best for their kids, parents, DON'T want their kids to be dishwashers or sanitary engineers for that matter, because they believe that path leads to unhappiness. But by sacrificing the childhood of their child, can they ever realize what happiness truly is? Childhood is supposed to be a period where us humans are immune, unaffected by the shit that goes around in this world so that when we grow up, we can look back and appreciate "Oh~all that happiness as a child~ah~children are so carefree~" This blissful unawareness is what makes childhood such a relivable, desirable memory and some parents nowadays just don't realize that.

For the love of cookies, that doesn't mean I'm for the scrapping of every single form of education, I'm against the overkill of the use of tuition as tools to mold your kids into dragons, they are afterall, just KIDS. Yes you can have your tuition (I myself find such a means useful for people who are too shy to ask questions), but don't cram every conscious moment of your kid-life with TUITION. What the FUCK can ballet do (if your child hates it)? You're in Singapore, there is no swan lake and shit, only macritchie reservoir. Kindergarten/Pre school math? If you need tuition for that then you're better off amputating one of your limbs and go sell tissues at hawker centers. Yeah, they can go "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR MY CHILD" but can they really say they do?

In short, it sucks to be a kid these days, period.