Disclaimer: This blog is of solely my views. To take these comments and treat it as what all dudes think would only make you look stupid.
Really? I mean come on. These girls in this video are either unlucky or retarded. I think it’s the latter.
To generalize ALL guys to be unchivalrous would be an overstatement. Sure, some dudes are probably asswipes who won’t go to your funeral. But what’s that, a 1% minority?
Not all guys are into soccer and gadgets, and even if they are, they probably would notice a spasming girl sitting next to them. Come on, we aren’t blind damnit.
What other things are there to do in Singapore anyway? Want us to surprise you with two plane tickets to Antartica right after a cheesy romantic movie and a date at Sushi Tei? Sure thing, let’s go! WHAT IS THERE TO DO IN SINGAPORE ANYWAY, RIGHT?
You think guys are not as sensitive? Hell, I mean, I’m speechless right now.
"They think that girls like see them as all that great, but actually they’re really not all that great."
You say that and expect a chivalrous guy to come knocking on your door? You bring guys down to such a low level and you expect people to have a good impression of you? Damn, that’s really… I have no words. I mean, I’ll rather date a rock for crying out loud. At least it won’t backstab me. Or maybe it can with the help of you. Who knows.
Instead of complaining on how “boring” guys are, stop being baby-fed and instead SUGGEST TO THEM WHAT YOU WANT TO DO. WE AREN’T MINDREADERS DAMNIT, WE DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT UNLESS YOU TELL US.
"Oh boys are supposed to know everything!!!" WELL SCREW YOUR FACE.
The people in the video are placing the rights of women over the rights of men. Like, you can do shit and we can’t? You’re bitching about us “unchivalrous” guys right now so don’t go around telling your supposed “girlfriends” that we’re such idiots and uncivilized for talking badly about you. You made your views public, we get to make ours public too.
If a guy doesn’t open the freaking door for you just dump him damnit, why bother dating someone like that.
Here is the official response: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vf5d8f-gh4w
FROM THE GUYS.
Edit: Screw the guy response it’s filled with a few douchebags. Guys are supposed to open the door for girls every single time. The guy at 2:13 is genius. He is not a douche.
Marina Bay Sands on Flickr.
Finally I had the chance to try out TIP’s latest batch of PX-70! Although the results weren’t what I expected, this is still great! Must be a problem with my rollers though.
Shot during day 1 of the F1 Singtel Singapore Grand Prix at the Esplanade Waterfront with a SX-70 Model 2, L/D wheel halfway to dark. It was really sunny.
Padang Stage on Flickr.
It felt like Coachella or the Glastonbury Festival, just on a smaller scale since the main event was the F1 races that were going to take place at night.
Charice performed at this stage on Day 1! Shakira would be here on Day 2 and Linkin Park Day 3. Woo!
Shot during day 1 of the F1 Singtel Singapore Grand Prix at the Padang with a SX-70 Model 2, L/D wheel turned all the way to dark.
Why am I getting such lousy results?
I’m not stupid. In fact - not to brag - I have a higher IQ than that of the average Singaporean. Not +1, but +40.
Am I lazy? In a way, yes. In fact, if you have answered yes then you are probably right! I am lazy. Truth be told, while I am writing this, my Chemistry ten-year-series is just on the table right in front of me. My arms are resting on it, and it is not opened. I have probably lost the answers too.
I am lazy. I am not that lazy whereby I cannot be bothered to get up from the sofa just to reach my drink. On the contrary, my desk is extremely clean. I am sort of a perfectionist. If I don’t do it well, I consider it to be an epic failure. However, this does not apply to my studies, not at all.
I can sit down for two hours reading TIME magazine back to back, scouring the web for interesting news articles. I cannot, however, sit still while attempting to learn the basic functions of the eye (sclera, pupil, retina, what!) for even 20 minutes. Hardly anything goes into my brain, and if it did it was probably something general in a sense that I know our eyes have pigments. Am I uninterested? No. Am I just so darn stupid? Read the first line in the first paragraph. Am I lazy? Yes, yes, yes! Ten points for Gryffindor!
There are indeed ways where I can memorize these facts. In fact, my mother has spent $2000 precious dollars on a 6 month-long course called MindChamps and after the course had concluded I forgot every single detail except for the “Picture Train”. I remembered I had fun doing that. Also the breaks where the cookies were nice.
Do I feel like a failure? At times, yes. I’m afraid of not being able to do my very best. I am afraid of not being able to score well for my O’levels. My father has told me that if I did badly, there was no repeat for me - I would be shipped off to the dreaded Pulau Tekong island and my life from then on would be a mystery to me.
Some days I tell myself that I will prove them all wrong, that I will excel and ace my examinations, and make my parents proud. Do I take any action afterwards? Nope, zilch, nada. I remember reading somewhere on the Internet that if you want to challenge yourself to do something, you have to tell someone, anyone about it. Be it your best friend, your worst enemy, or even a stranger. As long as you know that someone knows about your goal, you will strive to do it. You cannot let that person think that you are a wimp, a good-for-nothing, a failure.
Writing this I feel as though I am the motivator instead of being the motivated, which in a way is good. Tumblr is a public blogging domain for anyone and everyone, and by sharing this with the web, I can ensure that one person, any one person would see it and remember this and hold it to my account. I am doing this because I am not satisfied. Not with my results, but I am not satisfied with myself. I scored 236 for my PSLE, while now my L1R4 is 19 points. My cousins who have scored less than me for their PSLE are now in the top 10% of their school, getting awards every single year. I feel as though God is playing tricks on me, turning the cosmos upside down. However when I look at it, I find out that it is all my fault. Even if I pray day and night about getting good results but I do not do anything, I will get bad results. I’m not going to get lucky and receive a paper that asks the question “What is 1 + 1?”. I have a feeling that instead, I will receive a question that goes along the line of “Solve the equation log2(X) - log4(x-4) = 2”. It isn’t hard, but if I keep up with this extremely horrible habit I will be stunned for a full five minutes.
I am lazy, but I am determined to change that.