It's all about MONEY

Money, money, money.

When you're with me, You make people green with envy.

And I smile with satisfactory as they fight over me.

When you finally leave me, Everyone leaves me hanging.

And then I am left with nothing.

Money, money, money.

What good are you to me?

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As the above (pathetic) poem, that I came up with, has stated. What good is money to everyone?

Sure, you need it to buy all your daily necessities and whatever nots. However, what good does it do for you when you want to make friends? You do not know who these strangers are and what are their intentions for getting close to you. You do not know which are putting on charades and who you can trust. And for those who are already your friends, you worry for the day they betray you for this paper called money.

As it is, the more money you have, the more paranoid you become. In spite of this, your greed grows as you want more. Your self-esteem is boosted as your money increases, just like in the story written by Catherine Lim, Paper. Both Tay Soon and Yee Lian's greed grew as well as their confidence from seeing their money increase by dabbling in stocks and shares. They boasted about their dream house being build very soon as their money continued to increased. The paranoia is shown when the shares decreased in price and the couple worries about every loss they made. Yee Lian listens to Dr Soo's wife and puts their money into OHTE and West Parkes, which crashes shortly after, while Tay Soon refuses to listen his broker's advice to sell his remaining shares after that major loss.

In a way, money leads people to their own destruction, exemplified by Tay Soon's death after he had gone insane from the loss of all the money he had. From the beginning, you lead the good life and enjoy yourself with many friends as you work to increase the money you have. In between, you encounter problems in the form of people scheming to exploit you of your money. Towards the end, you find yourself left with no one to turn to. All the friends who always tell you that they are there to lend a helping hand, are those who would be the first to disappear in your time of need. So really, what good is money to everyone?

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ok, I know this is really short, but its the best I can come up with. Don't ask when you look at the timestamp at the end of this entry... I have nothing better to do other than sleeping.

Money,dont you just love it?

Had a lousy childhood?

No problem,just buy another!

Lonely and in need of love(love and not make-love,mind you...)?

Just buy a life-time supply of care and concern,

and memories to share.

In need of friends?Loyal to the core?

Just get yourself lots of money,and never lose it all.

Has a loved one departed?Lost to below?

Just buy them back won't you?

Lovely lovely money,

what can't i do with you?

Money is everything,don't you think so too?...

So get off the beach,and step back from nature,

just go after money;go join the queue.

Get your piece of happiness today...

What is life?

Sometimes I cannot help but wonder what life is all about. I was entertaining my best friend who came back from Melbourne and all of a sudden, I felt happy. I only get to see him once every year and that is when he comes back for CNY.

I thought about Edward from Tanjong Rhu who is always empty. He is just like an empty shell. Everytime, he just stares blankly at the skycrapers, freighters and containers but he could not make any sense or meaning out of them. Yet, he is well-educated, rich and successful in his career. For all the advantages in life that he has, he is still unhappy and unable to share in his mother's joy. Inside him, his relationship with his wife is very shallow, thus revealing to us that he does not have a very happy family or any intimate moments to cherish. His emptiness is further magnified when he is handed a binoculars and yet, he cannot "see" what is important and what is his purpose in life.

On the other hand, we have the mother, not so well-educated, rich and successful in career but ironically, she is the one who is happy. She may not see very clearly with her suffering from carataracts but she is filled with happy memories of her familial moments with her children and her husband, thus proving the fact that MONEY INDEED CANNOT BUY HAPPINESS.

Fellow Singaporeans. This materialistic pursuit for wealth and fortune. What sacrifice need one go through to obtain it? Sacrifice your happiness? Is it worth it? Will one really be happy with so much money and yet, failing to find the love of one's life. I have seen so many fall to the temptations of money and sacrificing their interests for the sake of money. Is this world coming to an end?