Are teens the only ones addicted to the phone?

Teenagers have always been the ones that are stereotyped to be the only people that are addicted to their handphones. It is true that most of us rely on our phones a lot, is it true that we are the only ones that are addicted to our phones?
Recently I read in the news about an old lady. She was interview about her 'relationship' with her phone. What she said shocked me, she said "My phone is more important than my wallet." Usually aunties like this old lady spend most of her time shopping in the market or the shopping mall, logically her wallet would be the most important thing to her. However she said that her phone is more important than her
wallet therefore from this we can see that her addiction to her phone is much worse than most of us. When asked what would she do if she left her phone behind when she went out to somewhere far away and had already reached the destination. She answered that she would immediately go back to retrieve her phone. It seems like she cannot live without her phone.
Teenagers are not the only ones addicted to the phone, we are just more tech savy than other age groups.

Inception

Recently, a movie that came out topped the charts in many countries including America and Singapore. That movie is Inception. The movie is basically revolving around the concept that humans can enter someone else's dream to steal ideas. There are a group of people who were dedicated to doing this as a job. One day, an offer that is very challenging, inception, is given to this group of people and if the merry band manages somehow to achieve the feat, Cob could be reunited with his family in America.
However he has a very dark past with his late wife, Molly, and his memory of Molly would give Cob's plans away when he is in another man's dreams to steal the man's secret. 'Molly' would jeopardize Cob's final job and therefore Cob is forced to confront his darkest memories of Molly.
This movie would be a very increasing one if you understand the plot and the concept. It also leaves you some food for thought which is always nice to see in a movie. I recommend this movie to everyone who likes science fiction and anyone who is looking for a great movie.

Significant blog post 2

This is my second significant blog post, and it is about the oil supply.

A few hours ago, I saw a video on discovery channel about how the world would have
absolutely no oil reserves left in 2016. Thats 6 years from now. The price of oil has increased to a sky-high pice and it would cost more money to drive to the supermarket than buying in the supermarket. Saudi Arabia was now the superpower instead of the United States because of the abundance of black gold there. People were 'fighting' for oil and occasionally some fist fights happened and got a few people killed.

As the last drop of oil was used up, the whole world had no electricity and nothing could be done properly without electricity. People started panicking and finally perished due to lack of food.

Nature has finally fought back against the humans after around 140 years of submission. Human abused the Earth too much and in the end they paid the price.

But how do we prevent this? Firstly, we must first recognize that the Earth do not have an infinite supply of oil for us to consume. Secondly, we must acknowledge the dire consequences if we do not do anything now. Thirdly, we must act, by reducing our consumption of electricity. eg. Off the lights when not using, do not on the air-con for the whole night.

It is not too late for us to salvage the situation. If we try to slow down the process of using up our limited supply of oil, scientist may find a new alternative that can replace oil to supply power to our homes.

Bridge

I don't know how many of you play bridge , but those of you who knows, you will understand that bridge is a very complicated game. For those beginners, you might think that bridge is a game of luck and whoever gets the best set of cards wins.

I would like to clarify on this statement, bridge is not a game of luck. It is a game of deduction and about tricking the opponent to thinking that you have this set of cards but you really have another set( I never tried this before). Actually the better your cards are, the harder for you to win. This is because you will have to bid higher in order to have any hope of winning.

Anyways, the exam is over. :) I play bridge with my relatives till midnight. Although I win most of the time, I did not get any money cause my Mum does allow me to bet(zz). Oh well, I guess it is for my own good.

Ok I have to go, good luck for your test results. XD

Significant blog post

Recently, there has been an earthquake at Hati. This reminds me of the earthquake that happened last year. Last year at around April, a terrible natural disaster happened in China. A lot of people died and buildings were demolished in seconds.

Luckily, many kind souls stepped up and lent a helping hand to the unfortunate. Thus they had hope. Hope is very important as it is hope that provides us with the strength to move on with our lives. If we have no hope, we will not have the will to survive. By giving the survivors of the earthquake hope, we are actually giving them live.

This year, yet another unfortunate earthquake happened. Many perished and building crumbled in the Mother Nature's Wraith. This time many more helping hands came, and soon the survivors would be living properly again, although they will never forget this faithful incident.

From this 2 incidents, we learn that we must help others when we can, because when we are in need, we know they will help us too.

Start of the new year

This is the first blog post of the year and I seriously do not know what say. Anyways, I think i am going to write about how i started the year(very boring...).

This is my second year in Hwa Chong. I am no longer a sec 1,a freshman, but I am a sec 2(yay?). On the first day of school, I saw the sec 1s march onto the field to symbolize that they have joined the school, and they are a part of Hwa Chong. It was a weird feeling, almost like deja vu.

Then I went to my new class and saw the old tables(supposed to be new...). I sat down at the second last row.

Monday was seriously a very relaxing day, no lessons at all... And we had to appoint the new CMC. Zexel and Zan was nominated because they had leadership roles in their CCAs, as for Yuan Khai, I don't know. Zexel exclaimed that he did not want to be in the CMC, and told the teacher that he was very busy.

The teacher 'kindly' ignored him and even said that the three nominees would be reserved a place in the CMC, just that whether they would be the Chairman, Moniter or Secretary. So yea..

Then teacher ask them to go out of class because he did not want the nominees to start punching people for not voting for them or ,in Zexel's case, for voting them.(LOL)Then I thought I rather have someone I know as the Chairman rather than someone I don't know so I voted for Zexel.

In the end, even the teacher voted for Zexel =,= Zexel was pretty unhappy with it.

The next few days of school was also pretty 'slack'. (used inverted commas because did not want teacher to deduct my ace) We did a bit of teaching and the science class was pretty demanding.

The classroom's location is very good. Anytime of the day, there would always be strong gusts of wind blowing into our class. But since I was sitting at the second last row, I could only feel the wind on my legs. Zexel keep complaining about freezing but Reynold(sorry, dunno how to spell) keep complaining about how hot it is...

Ok, I don't feel like writing anymore, its getting boring. So bye bye.

Favourite Poet

My favourite poet is James Langston Hughes. He is born on February 1, 1902, in Joplin, Missouri. This is one of his poems that I like.
Let America be America again

Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.

(America never was America to me.)

Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one above.

(It never was America to me.)

O, let my land be a land where Liberty
Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath,
But opportunity is real, and life is free,
Equality is in the air we breathe.

(There's never been equality for me,
Nor freedom in this "homeland of the free.")

Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark?
And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?

I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart,
I am the Negro bearing slavery's scars.
I am the red man driven from the land,
I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek--
And finding only the same old stupid plan
Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.

I am the young man, full of strength and hope,
Tangled in that ancient endless chain
Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land!
Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need!
Of work the men! Of take the pay!
Of owning everything for one's own greed!

I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.
I am the worker sold to the machine.
I am the Negro, servant to you all.
I am the people, humble, hungry, mean--
Hungry yet today despite the dream.
Beaten yet today--O, Pioneers!
I am the man who never got ahead,
The poorest worker bartered through the years.

Yet I'm the one who dreamt our basic dream
In the Old World while still a serf of kings,
Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true,
That even yet its mighty daring sings
In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned
That's made America the land it has become.
O, I'm the man who sailed those early seas
In search of what I meant to be my home--
For I'm the one who left dark Ireland's shore,
And Poland's plain, and England's grassy lea,
And torn from Black Africa's strand I came
To build a "homeland of the free."

The free?

Who said the free? Not me?
Surely not me? The millions on relief today?
The millions shot down when we strike?
The millions who have nothing for our pay?
For all the dreams we've dreamed
And all the songs we've sung
And all the hopes we've held
And all the flags we've hung,
The millions who have nothing for our pay--
Except the dream that's almost dead today.

O, let America be America again--
The land that never has been yet--
And yet must be--the land where every man is free.
The land that's mine--the poor man's, Indian's, Negro's, ME--
Who made America,
Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain,
Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain,
Must bring back our mighty dream again.

Sure, call me any ugly name you choose--
The steel of freedom does not stain.
From those who live like leeches on the people's lives,
We must take back our land again,
America!


O, yes,
I say it plain,
America never was America to me,
And yet I swear this oath--
America will be!

Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,
The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,
We, the people, must redeem
The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.
The mountains and the endless plain--
All, all the stretch of these great green states--
And make America again!

This poem shows that the writer, James Langston Hughes, is very patriotic. He wants to change America into the America that he thinks it should be.
He uses words very well and hence his poems are always with a very deep meaning. Heres another one of his poems.

Dream

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.


Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

This poem shows that he has a lot of unfinished dreams and yet he knows it is important to dream as he says in his poem, "For if dreams die, Life is a broken-winged bird, That cannot fly." He wants others to know that we must dream because if we do not dream, life would lose its colour and we would not have any ambition. Hence no power to drive us on.
James Langston Hughes is a poet that wants to tell us something through his poems and that is why I like him.