Recently I went on a fishing trip. Before I know it, my bestest advertising buddy yuhong blogged about me! This is a 'cut and paste' from his blog:

Some Fishing Outing.Yesterday my university mate Daniel went on a fishing trip with his church
friends. I found this immediately interesting for at least two reasons. The
first thought that flashed in my head was "There's fish in Singapore?" Oh. They
had to take some boat. Alright.But why would Christians want to fish?I don't
know about you, but fishing sounds as unnecessarily cruel as far as group
outings go. Have you ever caught some poor fish and looked at the wound? (Well,
I have, but let's not go personal here.) Now that I'm thinking about it, I can't
come up with one single good reason to adopt fishing as a hobby. There are
countless more humane ways to build patience and character and group chemistry,
and none of them involve cutting a hook through the throats of fishes and
watching them bleed to death. The idea of Christians going fishing is as weird
as Nazis doing community service. How can this group possibly justify the
fishing trip? It's not a rhetorical question. Like Scott Adams would say, I
actually wonder about the answer. If I were Daniel, I could come up with a few
explanations:- The Bible didn't say I can't fish.- Those big fish were eating up
the small fish. I'm saving the world.- And those small fish would be eaten by
the big fish anyway. Makes no difference who does the killing.- I bet Jesus
fished at the Mediterranean too.- This fish I caught is the reincarnation of
Judas.- This world is a filthy place. I'm doing the fish a favour by sending
them to heaven.I can imagine a noble way of fishing. Daniel can pull out every
fish he catches and baptize them, so that the fish now becomes eligible for
entry upstairs. Then he can proceed to cook them.Now that's a good reason to
fish.

I pray that God will forgive what he had typed. We all forgive him right? He is clearly in the wrong and he is too weak to admit it. Lets all forgive him shall we? Cmmon! Forgive him!

I recently saw this book: 101 places to see before you die.

This is my rendition: 5 things to do to make a difference to Singapore before you hit the lorry.

1. Eradicate COE and ERP system.
2. Lower the pay of the Government.
3. Make carpark attendants lazy.
4. Make Singapore a democratic country.
5. Privatise the Government.

Senseless Rants: WARNING, this entry is void of logic...

Today was a interesting day as Yuhong invited me out on a 'shopping date' with his as a 'replacement lover' since his curvy fiona is in India. This is one of those days where Yuhong beats his guts out to go out with his multitude of 'replacement lovers'.

I was paid a mere movie ticket to follow him around Borders and Kinokuniya to shop for a Europe Guidebook. Friends, never give advice to him because he does not listen to them! I advised him to buy a cheap and good one, but he refuses to listen! ARGH! Then ask me for what?!?!?!

Of course, we went to find Emily who is currently working at Guess at Takashimaya. Ladies really love GUESS ... or shall I say handbags in general? I am appalled at the measure of 'tai tais' that exists in Singapore little sunny island! But hey, we need them to power the economy. This is because the businessmen usually invests their money where only they benefit mainly. But 'tai tais' spend their money where it benefits the entire economy. I am talking about retail, sales personnel, manufacturing, marketing, F&B, cosmetics.... and more. Tai Tais BOLEH~!

I bought some career guide-magazines. I need a job. I need a direction. I am still lost now. Anyway, if readers of my blog want to employ, let me advertise myself! I am a graduate of SMU with BBM in Marketing and Corporate Communication with Cum Laude. Tag me to arrange for an interview. I am an asset to any company. I am still looking for my passion!

I miss golf with my future father-in-law. I miss outings with Emily's family. Well as you can see, I do not get along well with my family. My family is a dysfuntional family in disguise. Or maybe it is just me. I do not feel like talking to my parents or anyone else in the family. Anyway I stopped taking any form of allowance from them. I will work to earn my own dollars. I will not beg them for the car anymore. I will take public transport. They can go ahead and talk about properties for as long as they care, while the family crumbles. They do not even know I graduated. I do not think they know that there is such a thing as a graduation ceremony. Anyway I have invited Emily's parents to my graduation ceremony and they say they will support me! (I am not inviting my family because I do not forsee they see anything spetacular about it...) Hehehe.. I am making it a mini affair... do some photo taking and then maybe a dinner with them (should i treat?)

Anyway, Alex-san is out of hospital. The only memorable part for him as a patient is perhaps having a red-hot nurse showering him. Let me not dwell on this further. Anyway Alex-san if you are reading this, I wish you speedy recovery so that we can blokus soon with the rest of us.

At Kinokuniya and Borders today, I saw some interior magazines. I am thrilled about some of the homes in Singapore that looked totally awesome and stunning! I now know I live in a store-room. Yes, my house is a store-room. Landed property is just a facade people hide behind. House is not a home. Home is not a house. You get it right? Disclaimer: My room is a proper living area.

Oh yes, I am looking forward to spending quality time with a dog called Terry at Sentosa this coming Monday. I shall be fetched to Sentosa and sent home like a king! Yuhong are you reading this? King... yes king!

SPEAK UP!

I would like to issue a public apology to all who had arrived at this award-winning blog but found nothing new or interesting to read. Let me offer my explaination:

• I was lazy - logging in seemed such a chore


• I was spending time with real humans in physical space


• I had no inspiration

Anyway today is a sad day. One of my CD-Pro 2 member (Alex-san) is inside a hospital now. Right now, he should be asleep while men in white poke him with surgical equipments. However I do not worry. Afterall, he is not recieving the treatment that people get when they are visited by "Syler". [Those who watch the award-winning HEROES wil know... basically he extracts your brains while you are alife] I do not forsee Alex-san being digged of his brains. He is mainly going through a knee operation thats all.

Life after SMU is supposed to be good. After all, I do not need to use the word 'meeting' too often. Where are you going? Meeting. Want to lunch? Meeting. Not going home? Meeting. Why are they calling you? Meeting. Why are you taking away food? Meeting. Why are you breaking up with me? Meeting. Why are you crying? Meeting. Why did you turn homosexual? Meeting. Well, thats the rant of all SMU peeps I suppose.

Life as a Year 4 was tough. I had so little friends. Thankfully, I had the following people whom I love and are still my bestest of buddies in SMU:

• Alex-san (the one in SGH now)


• Yuhong Gumpy-San (I ate his brain, and I can play like him)


• Fiona-san (my bestest of female friend... and yes she has curves)


• Bernade-san (the man who has a hotbod but shows it only to guys in the gym... he is a understatement to himself... he can easily have a GF, but of course we can use this excuse "Waiting for the right one"


• Emily-san (needs no explaination... call me out for coffee and I will share with you)

Anyway, Bernade-san and Alex-san are now fervant christians. Bernade-san is in a humble family church and Alex-san in the ever New Creation Church at Suntec City. They are testimonies to the power of God. They used to despise my faith and make fun of God in my presence. Now they join me in the battle to win our friends for Christ. I forsee the next is Yuhong-Gumpy and Fiona-san coming to know Christ. Now the battle is which church will they follow: Mine, or Alex's or Bernade's.

Oh yah, myself, alex, Bern and Gumpy recently stumbled across this very fun game called Blokus (www.blokus.com). It bonded us, but at times, created unhappiness. This is what happens when you put 4 ego-centric guys who are musicians in a situation where they play with blocks like little kiddies.

Did I mention my brother just bought a new Lexus? Got the rare few chances to drive it because my brother uses it for work and I only use it during off-peak time... LOL. It is a piece of driving machine. Anyway, i think it is a 2.5L petrol guzzling piece of metal. But it sure makes the girls turn their heads. (Are all Singa-gals that shallow?... I can dedicate an entire entry to this)

Anyway again, I recently played golf with my potential father-in-law. I hate this theory which is really true:

• My balls fly like the wind when he is playing his own game.


• When he walks over to observe me and it is my ultimate opportunity to impress: My balls shrinks and shoots with little vigour. Ouch.


• However, he entrusts me with his Camry (punt-intended, ask me about it), which is an act of approval. Scored brownie points!

Wow! I can really blog. Just look at the amount I wrote! Anyway I am hungry like a begger now. I need to replenish myself.

I hope that readers will accept this entry as an act of apology. I seriously hope you all can leave a token of accpetance by TAGGING ME!

HOLY-SMOKE! THE TRUTH IS OUT! I must mention this to dis-prove the allegations against me in yuhong's blog(http://www.xanga.com/bigfatgump). This was what YH mentioned about me:

2. Jorg Dietzel - AdvertisingYes.It's Jorg Dietzel. The man who
found this blog and caught me describing him as "gay-looking". The man who gave
me a course grade of B-plus, which really looked five levels beyond impossibly
nonsensical because Daniel was my project mate for both our term projects (so we
received identical project grades), scored a half-mark lower than I did in our
mid-term, skipped 1 more class than I did, and he got an A-minus. The man who
refused to revise my grade despite me telling him exactly what I wrote in the
previous sentence. I can hear myself screaming already... "And this is my number
2??? Whyyyyyyy???"Because he signed my birthday card.

Yuhong got a lower grade than me because he was speaking with his ass while I was speaking with my brain and mouth. This is the truth. My friend from his 3A class mentioned that he explained this today in class that yh can blog but did not talk in class while i did! YH this is SMU! We are SUPPOSED TO TALK TO SCORE!!!

Prof Jorg, are you reading this? Back me up! YH deserved a lower grade than me because he deserved it and I earned it! Say something prof (do you still visit my blog?)

Dammit... i got my B+ for ICC.... i dunno if i can tahan my Summa Cum Laude or not... dun wanna settle for Cum Laude.... sigh... GOD help!!!!

I need a job... someone pls offer me a job... I saw from survey the Cum Laude should get more than 3K.... but thats mainly finance student?...