If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee..
(Hardly seems worth it.)
If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.
(Now that's more like it!)
The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to squirt blood 30 feet.
(O.M.G.!)
A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)
A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death. (Creepy.)
(I'm still not over the pig.)
Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour
(Don't try this at home, maybe at work)
The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.
(Honey, I'm home. What the...?!)
The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human jumping the length of a football field.. (30 minutes... Lucky pig! Can you imagine?)
The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.
(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)
Some lions mate over 50 times a day.
(I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)
Butterflies taste with their feet.
(Something I always wanted to know.)
The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.
(Hmmmmmm......)
Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed people.
(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)
Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.
(Okay, so that would be a good thing)
A cat's urine glows under a black light.
(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)
An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.
( I know some people like that.)
Starfish have no brains
(I know some people like that too.)
Polar bears are left-handed.
(If they switch, they'll live a lot longer)
Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.
(What about that pig??)
Friday, February 26, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Emo-ing. But this makes me HAPPY! XD
In Twilight, Isabella “Bella” Swan is the narrator, has skin described as “translucent-looking,” and is rarely described as anything other than confused, awkward, dazed, helpless, child-like, hesitant, whispering, bewildered, or curious–as well as frequently forgetting to breathe or having a wildly stampeding heart.
In a struggle, Bella cannot defend herself with even wit. As the narrator, Bella is rarely described as anything other than confused, awkward, dazed, helpless, child-like, hesitant, whispering, bewildered, or curious–as well as frequently forgetting to breathe or having a wildly stampeding heart. Meyer marinades Bella in the words moron and idiot as well. On page 55, Bella muses, “Possibly my crippling clumsiness was seen as endearing rather than pathetic, casting me as a damsel in distress.” Page 364 is the first time Bella notably picks herself up from a fall, notable only because the other 363 pages were spent using the shoulders of nearby men for support. On page 427, she firmly asserts her will when she says “I don’t want to go back to sleep,” but this is weighed down by earlier passages in which hysteria bubbles in her voice and she likens news of her boyfriend’s arrival to a life vest.
Bella is often called reckless, implying a little too much action on her part. More often than not, she simply is around when bad things happen. When cornered in an alley by a troop of nefarious older men on page 161, Bella is too weak even to scream. She only “tries to swallow” before her crush arrives to rescue her. At times, unfortunately, one must question the accidental nature of the damsel in distress. Shortly after Bella is rescued for the second time, she actually has the epiphany that she could purposefully place herself into harm’s way for the hero’s attention. The final point of the book seems to be her decision to use her own near death as an argument for why her boyfriend should change her innately and eternally into something like him. She feels this is the solution to the “inequality” in their relationship and does not want to consider what it would do to her family (pages 474-475).
On her first day of class in a new town, boys throw themselves at Bella in the form of chivalry, then antler’s clash. This happens every time Bella has an encounter with a male character who isn’t her Dad. These fleeting moments with Bella’s father are the most poignant in the book, even though Bella is lying through most of them. The only female characters are unmemorable to Bella and only truly gain names and features of their own (typically one) when needed as second choices to tie up the loose ends created by all of Bella’s new would-be suitors. The clearest definitions of these types are presented in Mike and Jessica.
When in Edward’s presence, Bella stares, is unable to think, and uses analogies to stone and angels–as well as the words perfect and perfectly–a lot. Her brief yet stellar performance in regurgitating information during Biology leaves us torn on the subject of Bella’s mental competence. After all, she mentions the word “misogyny” in relation to a paper on Shakespeare, and Mike doesn’t even know what it means. Bella must be smart.
Yet every piece of information she garners over the course of this novel is given to her by other characters through the familiar tricks of flattery and wile, if not omission and lying; the damsel in distress can, at times, be as insidious and damaging to the image of femininity as the femme fatale. Bella discovers the legend of the Cullen vamp clan by flirting with Jacob on the beach until he tells her (“I fluttered my eyelids the way I’ve seen girls do on TV,” page 122), then allowing herself the moral luxury of feeling guilty for leading him on ( “…knowing that I’d used him. But I really did like Jacob. He was someone I could easily be friends with,” when a paragraph ago, she was covertly winking to him because she was “eager to make him happy” for the information he’d given her). In a facade of empty gestures, Bella learns the secret to making vampires by imploring Alice, with the old “I thought we were friends!” bit, which she then self-validates in spite of having just met Alice that day and never really speaking to her otherwise. “And we were friends now, somehow,” Bella asserts on 413, though on page 415, right after Alice reveals how to make a vampire, Bella completely loses interest in her. “We lay silently, wrapped in our individual meditations. The seconds ticked by, and I had almost forgotten her presence, I was so enveloped in my thoughts.” She ignores Jessica in a similar fashion every single time Jessica talks, which is why she is always merely babbling in a vague nebula to Bella’s side. “She talked of nothing but the dance . . . I was far too lost . . . to notice much of what she said . . . not bothering to pretend to listen anymore . . .” (page 145) She even refers to her friends as irrelevant on page 355. Yet the Twilight universe, for some reason, hinges on her. Aside from Bella’s obvious, helpless beauty and the occasional sarcastic quip, she doesn’t seem to offer anything to hold onto by way of substance. Bella’s most glaringly frequent quality, when with Edward and when without, is her undying devotion to him.
The only problem Bella seems to have with Edward is his admitted tendency toward eavesdropping, spying, and invading her privacy; Edward is always “unrepentant.” What a romantic word for a stalker. Every time Bella is bothered by this tendency of Edward’s, she either chooses to let it go or is distracted by him. On page 292, Meyer writes, “‘You spied on me?’ But somehow I couldn’t infuse my voice with the proper outrage. I was flattered.” However, as the meaning behind Edward’s actions begins to settle, Bella sours. It’s never directly spoken, as criticism of Edward never is, but perhaps Bella comes to find his spying distasteful because it reveals an inherent lack of respect or trust. On page 306, Bella speaks “icily” of this in bed, and Edward ignores her and says “So, if you don’t want to sleep . . .”
Bella views her mother as emotional and flighty to the point that she cannot keep food in the fridge or gas in the car, but her saving grace is the man in her life, Phil. “Of course she had Phil now, so the bills would probably get paid . . .” Another perfect example is Jessica, who is often slighted as a gossip even though her lines are rarely more than paraphrased, who only becomes sincere toward Bella after she is “sure of Mike,” (79) who is “elated by the attention” from boys on page 30 and “shadows Mike” on page 118. Every human female character either suggests that women are emotionally charged to the point of incapacitation, that the primary objective in society is male attention, or both.
In a struggle, Bella cannot defend herself with even wit. As the narrator, Bella is rarely described as anything other than confused, awkward, dazed, helpless, child-like, hesitant, whispering, bewildered, or curious–as well as frequently forgetting to breathe or having a wildly stampeding heart. Meyer marinades Bella in the words moron and idiot as well. On page 55, Bella muses, “Possibly my crippling clumsiness was seen as endearing rather than pathetic, casting me as a damsel in distress.” Page 364 is the first time Bella notably picks herself up from a fall, notable only because the other 363 pages were spent using the shoulders of nearby men for support. On page 427, she firmly asserts her will when she says “I don’t want to go back to sleep,” but this is weighed down by earlier passages in which hysteria bubbles in her voice and she likens news of her boyfriend’s arrival to a life vest.
Bella is often called reckless, implying a little too much action on her part. More often than not, she simply is around when bad things happen. When cornered in an alley by a troop of nefarious older men on page 161, Bella is too weak even to scream. She only “tries to swallow” before her crush arrives to rescue her. At times, unfortunately, one must question the accidental nature of the damsel in distress. Shortly after Bella is rescued for the second time, she actually has the epiphany that she could purposefully place herself into harm’s way for the hero’s attention. The final point of the book seems to be her decision to use her own near death as an argument for why her boyfriend should change her innately and eternally into something like him. She feels this is the solution to the “inequality” in their relationship and does not want to consider what it would do to her family (pages 474-475).
On her first day of class in a new town, boys throw themselves at Bella in the form of chivalry, then antler’s clash. This happens every time Bella has an encounter with a male character who isn’t her Dad. These fleeting moments with Bella’s father are the most poignant in the book, even though Bella is lying through most of them. The only female characters are unmemorable to Bella and only truly gain names and features of their own (typically one) when needed as second choices to tie up the loose ends created by all of Bella’s new would-be suitors. The clearest definitions of these types are presented in Mike and Jessica.
When in Edward’s presence, Bella stares, is unable to think, and uses analogies to stone and angels–as well as the words perfect and perfectly–a lot. Her brief yet stellar performance in regurgitating information during Biology leaves us torn on the subject of Bella’s mental competence. After all, she mentions the word “misogyny” in relation to a paper on Shakespeare, and Mike doesn’t even know what it means. Bella must be smart.
Yet every piece of information she garners over the course of this novel is given to her by other characters through the familiar tricks of flattery and wile, if not omission and lying; the damsel in distress can, at times, be as insidious and damaging to the image of femininity as the femme fatale. Bella discovers the legend of the Cullen vamp clan by flirting with Jacob on the beach until he tells her (“I fluttered my eyelids the way I’ve seen girls do on TV,” page 122), then allowing herself the moral luxury of feeling guilty for leading him on ( “…knowing that I’d used him. But I really did like Jacob. He was someone I could easily be friends with,” when a paragraph ago, she was covertly winking to him because she was “eager to make him happy” for the information he’d given her). In a facade of empty gestures, Bella learns the secret to making vampires by imploring Alice, with the old “I thought we were friends!” bit, which she then self-validates in spite of having just met Alice that day and never really speaking to her otherwise. “And we were friends now, somehow,” Bella asserts on 413, though on page 415, right after Alice reveals how to make a vampire, Bella completely loses interest in her. “We lay silently, wrapped in our individual meditations. The seconds ticked by, and I had almost forgotten her presence, I was so enveloped in my thoughts.” She ignores Jessica in a similar fashion every single time Jessica talks, which is why she is always merely babbling in a vague nebula to Bella’s side. “She talked of nothing but the dance . . . I was far too lost . . . to notice much of what she said . . . not bothering to pretend to listen anymore . . .” (page 145) She even refers to her friends as irrelevant on page 355. Yet the Twilight universe, for some reason, hinges on her. Aside from Bella’s obvious, helpless beauty and the occasional sarcastic quip, she doesn’t seem to offer anything to hold onto by way of substance. Bella’s most glaringly frequent quality, when with Edward and when without, is her undying devotion to him.
The only problem Bella seems to have with Edward is his admitted tendency toward eavesdropping, spying, and invading her privacy; Edward is always “unrepentant.” What a romantic word for a stalker. Every time Bella is bothered by this tendency of Edward’s, she either chooses to let it go or is distracted by him. On page 292, Meyer writes, “‘You spied on me?’ But somehow I couldn’t infuse my voice with the proper outrage. I was flattered.” However, as the meaning behind Edward’s actions begins to settle, Bella sours. It’s never directly spoken, as criticism of Edward never is, but perhaps Bella comes to find his spying distasteful because it reveals an inherent lack of respect or trust. On page 306, Bella speaks “icily” of this in bed, and Edward ignores her and says “So, if you don’t want to sleep . . .”
Bella views her mother as emotional and flighty to the point that she cannot keep food in the fridge or gas in the car, but her saving grace is the man in her life, Phil. “Of course she had Phil now, so the bills would probably get paid . . .” Another perfect example is Jessica, who is often slighted as a gossip even though her lines are rarely more than paraphrased, who only becomes sincere toward Bella after she is “sure of Mike,” (79) who is “elated by the attention” from boys on page 30 and “shadows Mike” on page 118. Every human female character either suggests that women are emotionally charged to the point of incapacitation, that the primary objective in society is male attention, or both.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
OOF
I just can’t bring myself to blog about anything other than what goes on on Saturdays cos I like talk more during those 2 hours that I do about the entire week.
Which may not be true but for most of the week what I spew is mostly about homework stuff so that’s er not counted. Anyway.
Screw I realize I have like placed too many things on the back burner. Fortunately Nathanael somehow persuaded Yao Rui to like do the entire Overture so I can have more time to do the other….10 things left on my list. But never mind. I have imba skills so I will probably…finish them on time. Hopefully.
Life at home sucks I can’t even use the damn computer freely which is freaking laggy anyway so screw. ~But I got a netbook WOOT~
Dr. Pek is just too freaking nice for worlds. Here are the list of things I shall do the next Physics lesson:
1. Put my netbook on the tale and play games. Through the lesson. He’ll probably not say a word. But other teachers might pass by so that probably won’t work out well T_T
2. Join everyone in a game of “Toss Jit’s bear around the class”. I don’t think he’ll be able to notice as long as we make lots of noise behind his back.
3. Do homework. Through the lesson. He doesn’t notice. Hang on I’ve already been doing this the last lesson.
Nathanael: Eh what are you doing ah?
Me: The school has provided such a wonderfully working piece of teaching equipment. It would be a total waste not to make FULL use of it XD.
4. Raise my had and say I need to go somewhere urgently for no good reason. Dr. Pek would say, “Sure, sure…”
And
Dr. Pek: You’re taking the last class taking the quiz…But isn’t that good? You can ask around.
Class: WOOT
Man the guy just owns. I want him for our mentor T_T
Ian: He is trying to be…a little more strict. And is failing. Really badly.
It sucks when you have Ms. Li as a mentor when you know that such a good one is like just around the corner….
OK. Back to the opera we are doing. Which I have no idea what is going on. I mena like Claire is trying ot be less domineering and not taking whole control over the libretto (which might be a good thing cos I gotta feeling that it would be a good, good night er no slash that I gotta feeling she might turn it into some Twilight parody-Bleach crossover. Bleaugh) and wanted to discuss it with some of the composers today but like about 80% of them can’t make it so that was trashed.
Me: That day Dr. Wong was going through the ranges of opera singers soprano alto tenor and bass…and I was like and then there’s Yao Rui’s range…
Ian: What is Yao Rui’s range?
Me: F to A…within a single octave
I think around here is a good time to raise a relatively old conversation…
Me: Sometimes I wonder if Candice REALLY comes from GEP cos I can still remember the time when she did 1 minus – 1 and got zero *closes eyes* *opens eyes and spots Ian Staring at me*
Ian: Isn’t it?
Me: *stares HARD at him* You have just changed my perspective on the world…all GEP students are probably like that…
(For those out there who are morons, 1 minus -1 is 2.)
Speaking of twos, I gotta feeling that it’s not gonna be a good good night but that the number 2 has a grudge against me. But that matter is really trivial so *toss*
Me: Dr Wong was saying we had to convince her that we could fill up half that auditorium.
Ian: Ok…
Me: So we were like saying since Galen was Edward that probably wasn’t a problem. But I still think if we had Jit as Edward the auditorium would be bursting at the seams.
Ian: Yea…I was like telling Ashlynna and someone else that Jit was going to be Galen and Ashlynna was like :D. Then I told the it was changed to Galen.
Me: And Ashlynna was like?
Ian: -.-
Me: Yea well I agree but Jit just can’t sing that well I mean he sings like six notes then on the seventh notes he shoots up about 2 octaves
Ian: Hmm…what a waste. Ah well. Galen singing is still gonna be a funny thing so…
Sometime later Ian was singing K-Pop. Or doing recitative to the tune of K-Pop.
Ian: You should like play K-Pop for one of those love scenes so you can suan all the Koreans
Me: I was planning to play Love Sex Magic or I’m Yours…but people probably won’t laugh if I play I’m Yours. It won’t be funny.
Ian: *obviously thinking I was talking about the opera itself* WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S NOT GONNA BE FUNNY IF IT ISN’T I’M NOT EVEN GONNA WATCH
Me: I’m talking about the sound tracks…
OK screw I guess I shall end here-ish
Which may not be true but for most of the week what I spew is mostly about homework stuff so that’s er not counted. Anyway.
Screw I realize I have like placed too many things on the back burner. Fortunately Nathanael somehow persuaded Yao Rui to like do the entire Overture so I can have more time to do the other….10 things left on my list. But never mind. I have imba skills so I will probably…finish them on time. Hopefully.
Life at home sucks I can’t even use the damn computer freely which is freaking laggy anyway so screw. ~But I got a netbook WOOT~
Dr. Pek is just too freaking nice for worlds. Here are the list of things I shall do the next Physics lesson:
1. Put my netbook on the tale and play games. Through the lesson. He’ll probably not say a word. But other teachers might pass by so that probably won’t work out well T_T
2. Join everyone in a game of “Toss Jit’s bear around the class”. I don’t think he’ll be able to notice as long as we make lots of noise behind his back.
3. Do homework. Through the lesson. He doesn’t notice. Hang on I’ve already been doing this the last lesson.
Nathanael: Eh what are you doing ah?
Me: The school has provided such a wonderfully working piece of teaching equipment. It would be a total waste not to make FULL use of it XD.
4. Raise my had and say I need to go somewhere urgently for no good reason. Dr. Pek would say, “Sure, sure…”
And
Dr. Pek: You’re taking the last class taking the quiz…But isn’t that good? You can ask around.
Class: WOOT
Man the guy just owns. I want him for our mentor T_T
Ian: He is trying to be…a little more strict. And is failing. Really badly.
It sucks when you have Ms. Li as a mentor when you know that such a good one is like just around the corner….
OK. Back to the opera we are doing. Which I have no idea what is going on. I mena like Claire is trying ot be less domineering and not taking whole control over the libretto (which might be a good thing cos I gotta feeling that it would be a good, good night er no slash that I gotta feeling she might turn it into some Twilight parody-Bleach crossover. Bleaugh) and wanted to discuss it with some of the composers today but like about 80% of them can’t make it so that was trashed.
Me: That day Dr. Wong was going through the ranges of opera singers soprano alto tenor and bass…and I was like and then there’s Yao Rui’s range…
Ian: What is Yao Rui’s range?
Me: F to A…within a single octave
I think around here is a good time to raise a relatively old conversation…
Me: Sometimes I wonder if Candice REALLY comes from GEP cos I can still remember the time when she did 1 minus – 1 and got zero *closes eyes* *opens eyes and spots Ian Staring at me*
Ian: Isn’t it?
Me: *stares HARD at him* You have just changed my perspective on the world…all GEP students are probably like that…
(For those out there who are morons, 1 minus -1 is 2.)
Speaking of twos, I gotta feeling that it’s not gonna be a good good night but that the number 2 has a grudge against me. But that matter is really trivial so *toss*
Me: Dr Wong was saying we had to convince her that we could fill up half that auditorium.
Ian: Ok…
Me: So we were like saying since Galen was Edward that probably wasn’t a problem. But I still think if we had Jit as Edward the auditorium would be bursting at the seams.
Ian: Yea…I was like telling Ashlynna and someone else that Jit was going to be Galen and Ashlynna was like :D. Then I told the it was changed to Galen.
Me: And Ashlynna was like?
Ian: -.-
Me: Yea well I agree but Jit just can’t sing that well I mean he sings like six notes then on the seventh notes he shoots up about 2 octaves
Ian: Hmm…what a waste. Ah well. Galen singing is still gonna be a funny thing so…
Sometime later Ian was singing K-Pop. Or doing recitative to the tune of K-Pop.
Ian: You should like play K-Pop for one of those love scenes so you can suan all the Koreans
Me: I was planning to play Love Sex Magic or I’m Yours…but people probably won’t laugh if I play I’m Yours. It won’t be funny.
Ian: *obviously thinking I was talking about the opera itself* WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S NOT GONNA BE FUNNY IF IT ISN’T I’M NOT EVEN GONNA WATCH
Me: I’m talking about the sound tracks…
OK screw I guess I shall end here-ish
Monday, February 1, 2010
Feeling bored. Really bored
Feel like not blogging but just want a post…so just as a help for those who are doing article 11 for the English presentation…
As we walk into the second decade of the 21st century, the world faces a whole slew of situations: the aging world population, global warming and the ever-rising standards of living. At the spearhead of those who will have to weather these situations just as our leaders have weathered various epidemics and a relatively serious economic crisis are the youths of today, the world leaders of tomorrow.
However, for now, the so-called Generation Y, riding on the waves of the technological revolution, seem to be having the times of their lives, due to their ability to somehow operate almost every device with ease. Together with the fact that they have never faced the horrors of war, the youth of today seem to have never had it so good.
Young people today are submitted to less control than the youths of the past. Due to the fact that elders in the past had much more relevant experience and knowledge for surviving in the working world, knowledge which the youths of yesterday craved, authority was almost unquestionable and almost every aspect of the youths’ lives were taken charge of parents, who would say they had their children’s best interests at heart. However, due to the technological revolution, elders wont to exercise power over their juniors find that their experience has become irrelevant in this digital age, and that the traditional role of authority is fast diminishing as youths of today are actually better informed on how to face the unpredictable working world than their elders, and consequently do not need their advice, giving the old no chance to boss around the young, and have to treat them as equals.
Also, due to the rapidly rising living standards of society, youths today get to enjoy a much more comfortable life than earlier generations ever had. Forty years ago, the only source of entertainment were books and radio stations, with families owning a television few and far between. Nowadays, youths revel in gaming platforms ranging from multiplayer role playing games such as the highly successful World of Warcraft franchise to interactive Wii gaming. They take air-conditioning, high-definition televisions and internet connection for granted. This leads them to have very short attention spans, having a need to be constantly entertained, and with the constant advent to even more advanced technological gadgets available to youths, realizing this need is not a hard task at all.
Youths today are also much more pampered their parents than youths in the past. Perhaps the parents feel that since they have experienced a tough childhood mainly because their parents were unable to provide them with a good one, they work long hours and put in much effort in order to bring home more bread, and then lavish their hard earned money upon their offspring. Coupled with the fact that parents of today usually do not have more than two or three children, they treat them like precious gems, and hope that material advantages will let them lead a better life. This leads youths to be bred as high-class consumers, making quick consumer decision, eschewing any second-bests, whose wants are readily fulfilled by their doting parents.
However, our world has rapidly evolved to become a fast and frenetic one, a world which is extremely unpredictable, and youths either have to master a multitude of skills before treading into the working environment or sink in our unaccommodating society. The government realizes that the country will only survive well economically if they have a generation of working people who are well-suited to handle a wide variety of situations, giving rise to an education scheme pressurizing schools to grill students with difficult projects, assignments and examinations, all in the name of breeding a highly adaptable bunch of adults, resulting in youths facing great amounts of stress, a concept almost unknown of to youths in the past. Due to this, more and more youths are going for psychotherapy sessions to relieve this stress which has become overwhelming, a highly unsettling trend.
Even so, with the many benefits that youths are able to get in life in terms of freedom and material comforts is quite sufficient to offset most problems which youths face in our society today. For the society understands that the youths are our hope for tomorrow, and are only too glad to fulfill these needs. I end with the conclusion that youths of today have never had it better.
OK well it is arguing about present rather than past but…pretty much the same viewpoint. I hope.
As we walk into the second decade of the 21st century, the world faces a whole slew of situations: the aging world population, global warming and the ever-rising standards of living. At the spearhead of those who will have to weather these situations just as our leaders have weathered various epidemics and a relatively serious economic crisis are the youths of today, the world leaders of tomorrow.
However, for now, the so-called Generation Y, riding on the waves of the technological revolution, seem to be having the times of their lives, due to their ability to somehow operate almost every device with ease. Together with the fact that they have never faced the horrors of war, the youth of today seem to have never had it so good.
Young people today are submitted to less control than the youths of the past. Due to the fact that elders in the past had much more relevant experience and knowledge for surviving in the working world, knowledge which the youths of yesterday craved, authority was almost unquestionable and almost every aspect of the youths’ lives were taken charge of parents, who would say they had their children’s best interests at heart. However, due to the technological revolution, elders wont to exercise power over their juniors find that their experience has become irrelevant in this digital age, and that the traditional role of authority is fast diminishing as youths of today are actually better informed on how to face the unpredictable working world than their elders, and consequently do not need their advice, giving the old no chance to boss around the young, and have to treat them as equals.
Also, due to the rapidly rising living standards of society, youths today get to enjoy a much more comfortable life than earlier generations ever had. Forty years ago, the only source of entertainment were books and radio stations, with families owning a television few and far between. Nowadays, youths revel in gaming platforms ranging from multiplayer role playing games such as the highly successful World of Warcraft franchise to interactive Wii gaming. They take air-conditioning, high-definition televisions and internet connection for granted. This leads them to have very short attention spans, having a need to be constantly entertained, and with the constant advent to even more advanced technological gadgets available to youths, realizing this need is not a hard task at all.
Youths today are also much more pampered their parents than youths in the past. Perhaps the parents feel that since they have experienced a tough childhood mainly because their parents were unable to provide them with a good one, they work long hours and put in much effort in order to bring home more bread, and then lavish their hard earned money upon their offspring. Coupled with the fact that parents of today usually do not have more than two or three children, they treat them like precious gems, and hope that material advantages will let them lead a better life. This leads youths to be bred as high-class consumers, making quick consumer decision, eschewing any second-bests, whose wants are readily fulfilled by their doting parents.
However, our world has rapidly evolved to become a fast and frenetic one, a world which is extremely unpredictable, and youths either have to master a multitude of skills before treading into the working environment or sink in our unaccommodating society. The government realizes that the country will only survive well economically if they have a generation of working people who are well-suited to handle a wide variety of situations, giving rise to an education scheme pressurizing schools to grill students with difficult projects, assignments and examinations, all in the name of breeding a highly adaptable bunch of adults, resulting in youths facing great amounts of stress, a concept almost unknown of to youths in the past. Due to this, more and more youths are going for psychotherapy sessions to relieve this stress which has become overwhelming, a highly unsettling trend.
Even so, with the many benefits that youths are able to get in life in terms of freedom and material comforts is quite sufficient to offset most problems which youths face in our society today. For the society understands that the youths are our hope for tomorrow, and are only too glad to fulfill these needs. I end with the conclusion that youths of today have never had it better.
OK well it is arguing about present rather than past but…pretty much the same viewpoint. I hope.
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