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Saturday, January 06, 2007


This house Supports Independence for Quebec
This house would criminalise the payment of Ransom
This house would Ban Government Funding of Religious Schools
This house Supports Accelerated Land Redistribution in South Africa
This house believes that the UK should abolish it's Nuclear Arsenal
This house would abolish all taxes on inherited wealth
This house would support regime change in Myanmar/Burma
This house would Ban Cosmetic Surgery
This house would grant citizenship in exchange for military service
This House believes all serious crimes should be tried by Jury


So Vancouver is all over.


We debated motions that somewhat fell short of my expectations for a World championship but were sufficiently mind-wrecking.


We did not do too badly nor did we fare any good either with a dissapointing ranking of #148 in a tournament with 350 teams, 700 geeks travelling across from the whole damn globe to the pacifist city of Vancouver just to debate each other in search of a World champion of geeks.

The crowning moment of glory was when we broke 8th for the English as Second Language category; a side-show competition for teams that just could not compete with intellectual powerhouses from Oxbridge universities, Ivy League and traditional Australian institutions e.g. Sydney, Monash. Our ESL 'achievement' technically translate to us being the #8th ranked debate team in all of Asia, Europe, Africa with Israel included somewhere in between.

Alas, we all know labels can be very deceiving.

Our somewhat dismal showing only inspired me to work harder towards ending my career as the best debater with the best debate team in Asia come this May.

It is possible. All dreams are possible. With collective effort and enough individual passion.

All of these debating stuff took the air out of me. We debated non-stop for 3 days in search of a World Champion and in between I smoked a pound of weed to unwind and keep my sanity in check. It took pretty commendable effort for a New Year's to be ushered in with me sitting down for 3 hours while the rest of the room partied like mofos. Marijuana is magical if you want to be disengaged from stupid drunken debating fools who try too hard to be cool. And Vancouver just so happened to be the Amsterdam of North America. Weed is decriminalize in that city, i.e. you can carry a certain amount for medicinal purposes and we all know, headaches, coughing and colds are all symptoms that need urgent medical attention.

Somehow, North America did not appeal to me like it once did sometime more than two years ago. Vancouver looked just like any other American cities that I had been to. I expected more of a New York but had to make do with a New Jersey-ish town instead. My indifference towards that city was evident in the amount of pictures I had the initiative to take over a period of 10 days; all in all 41 pictures in my digital camera. Maybe I have changed my travel behaviors- taking loads of pictures and wanting to see the all the tourist attractions just was not my cuppa anymore. I was pretty much contented with taking slow walks across the city, keeping a look out for everything and just feel the chill of winter. I cherished conversations with the locals and making stops at coffee joints for a cup of caramel machiato and time off to do some writing on my travel journal. As pretentious as that may sound, I find travelling that way to be much more fulfilling.

To hell with the tourist attractions. I want to feel the city and capture a glimpse of her spirit; of how it would feel to be part of it. I would not mind living in Vancouver for a coupla years. It is a beautiful city with a good amount of beautiful Asian women. Women and weed. What else could I ask for in life?

I guess I can make do with getting laid in Vancouver when I was there.

I told my team mate that Vancouver sucked 'cos I did not get laid- before she gave me a weird stare. I did not mention that it was by choice though. It was just not meant to be. I may be crazy or just plain ass weird, but I had passed on some drunken lays that just should not be passed on. She was easily the hottest Asian women in the entire competition. We met prior to Vancouver but had only spoken briefly a coupla days ago before both of us got really drunk at a room party and ended up in her hotel room because mine was inavailable due to a very inconvenient room mate.

Without indulging too much, I left.

The only time I took off was from her room. After we had both gotten half-naked.

Not the brightest thing I had done in my life and was nonetheless had to be reminded of it the next day when I bumped into my buddy who asked about my supposedly good time the nite before.

Without intending to hint at any possibility of being religious, homosexual or having paedophilic affinities, it was merely the same old plot rewritten all over. I just felt remorsely dirty and skanky. That's all.

Oh well.

posted by Kit
8:35 AM

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