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My examinations have officially ended. But I just couldn't breathe the usual huge sigh of relief. The recollections kept whizzing by, the memories that will never be forgotten. It has been a week of mixed feelings. I couldn't help but felt that I was already thinking about how this semester's results would be the best in my 2 years in NTU. Plus, midweek came the good news of my shortlisting for the interview with Singapore Sports Council for industrial attachment. Then, everything came collapsing down after Wednesday, my Math paper. I got complacent, lazy and tired. By Thursday night, I was panicking for my last paper. And I think I blew it. What a cockster - I never learn from mistakes.
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Alright, I had wanted to write something about Singapore and everything couldn't have come at a better time with the elections going on. Be mindful, though, what triggered this thought about wanting to write about Singapore has nothing to do with the ongoing elections. It has more to do with one Sunday afternoon at the market in Hougang.

I was with my mum and we were buying stuff home. The market was packed! But what truly stood out was the fact that that place was an eyesore. Maybe it was an eyesore just to me. It wasn't what I'd like to see Singapore headed to. The people selling stuff and working there, did not look like they were enjoying life. The people going there for some market shopping did not look good too. If all these people suddenly turned into giant ants, I wouldn't be half surprised.
Hell, it shortly dawned upon me that, "damn, I'm one of them".

I have a vision. That everyone in this country is enjoying a really really high standard of living. Everyone - except those who refuse to put in effort in contributing to the society. They can live in ants' nest for all I care. But how high is high? Picture this, high enough not just material-wise high (it is possible for everyone to be financially secure), but also spiritually happy. I see myself finally able to stand at the balcony, glass of ice wine in hand, loved one by the side, cool breeze at night, Yoshiki's sensual music flowing like water into my ears, feeling a sense of pure inner peace.

I share this vision. I'm not selfish. I want a country of culture. Everyone should have the chance to drink that glass of ice wine. But I wonder sometimes, where do the rest see themselves in 10 years time? It is only when everyone aims for that one common vision and work towards it, then we will be able to achieve. I speak from experience. Look at my road relay team. Divided individuals - we didn't even compete in the last competition.

For that, we need a powerful leader. Somebody like Mr Lee Kuan Yew. Like Roy Keane/Sir Alex Ferguson to Manchester United. Not JJ Lin, not Singapore Idol, not Superstar, not Superband, not Jack Neo, not Miss Singapore Universe, not Mediacorp. We need someone who can show the lost souls of Singapore where to head next. The thing is I think I know where I want to head, but I'm not powerful enough to lead the rest there...

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