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i wrote this for some uni i can't remember which one. i don't even remember feeling like this, frankly. creatively, the inertia i've felt since january has morphed into the greatest sense of doom and failure which feels like the weight of all the buildings in the world piled on top of me. i'm really unable to express any of my intelligent thoughts. the least i can do is describe this feeling so that it might leave me. if you can explain it... you can explain it away
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Personally, I grow tired of national education myself. It is a doomed enterprise: it is adults telling youths what to think, which will never work, as every teacher and student should know. But as a young person myself, I feel responsible for the level of patriotism in my community. I am proud of Singapore but few share my opinion. Many are quick to point out the contentious or flawed aspects of our country, such as our use of capital punishment. I think my part to play in improving this issue of the lack of patriotism is to share what I love about Singapore with my friends, which are mostly the little things that national education's big posters and slogans tend to forget. Should I leave the country next year to go to college, I know what I will miss: frangipani trees adorning each side of the Ayer Rajah Highway; comfort foods like congee and chicken rice; clean drinking water from the tap; my mother's orchids that bloom all year round. Perhaps it is better that patriotism fails to be taught, or passed on. It is most wonderful to discover it for yourself.
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Personally, I grow tired of national education myself. It is a doomed enterprise: it is adults telling youths what to think, which will never work, as every teacher and student should know. But as a young person myself, I feel responsible for the level of patriotism in my community. I am proud of Singapore but few share my opinion. Many are quick to point out the contentious or flawed aspects of our country, such as our use of capital punishment. I think my part to play in improving this issue of the lack of patriotism is to share what I love about Singapore with my friends, which are mostly the little things that national education's big posters and slogans tend to forget. Should I leave the country next year to go to college, I know what I will miss: frangipani trees adorning each side of the Ayer Rajah Highway; comfort foods like congee and chicken rice; clean drinking water from the tap; my mother's orchids that bloom all year round. Perhaps it is better that patriotism fails to be taught, or passed on. It is most wonderful to discover it for yourself.