This is going to sound a little obsessive

Are you cool? Well, to be honest, it all boils down to your particular CCA which you engaged in secondary school. I happened to be a scout which according to the universal cool guide, just isn't cool. Therefore, its sad to say but I am not cool.

Here's the list of cool CCAs. Waterpolo, Swimming, Rugby and Tennis. If you happen to be in dragonboating, badminton, soccer, basketball etc, too bad, those CCAs score low on the universal cool guide. This is only prevalent in your secondary schools. By that, I mean people who are reading this post right now. That's right, I know which secondary schools you guys come from.

For female schools, the cool CCAs are Netball, Hockey and Tennis. You might try to argue that you were cool too, hanging out in your own little groups or mixing around with other cool sportspeople. But face it, if you did not belong in any of the CCAs listed above, you are just not cool. If you care to argue your CCAs belongs in the cool list, I might reconsider adding it.

So, what were the privileges you missed out on?

You probably had a poor disparity of friends in term of the gender ratio being skewed to one side. You were probably not the source of gossip in schools of the opposite sex. You were probably not sitting at the cool sports table every recess where you could be loud and rowdy. You probably are still clueless when people ask about seniors in your school (people only ask about cool seniors in the mentioned CCA whom you would have known if you were in the right CCA). You probably did not obtained any school colours. Instead, through those four years, you have obtained useless knowledge about television shows, skills in just about every arcade and computer games, rehashed storylines of Enid Blyton and read just about every teenage magazine produced in those four years.

Congratulation if you weren't in a cool CCA. You are not a jock but it also means you are not cool and those passive years have given you a body structure that people will fail to appreciate for all its worth.

These thoughts also led me to this point. My son will be a doctor. After realising how much trouble it will be to secure a good job, the easiest way to moderate success is definitely through the medical route. Other professions are just as feasible such as a lawyer or pilot but being a medical doctor definitely requires the least initiative and effort.

I mean after 6 years of medical school, you get assigned a position in your respective hospital. Furthermore, you obtain job satisfaction as you are curing sick people. There is no need to fight for your internship or recruitment as these trivial details will be sorted out by the intensive demand.

Contrary to popular belief, it will be a painless process for my son. In fact I will make it his life's ambition to suceed. I will pretend to suffer from a terminal illness which will prompt him to get into medical school. I will say (imagine a weak voice while you read the next line) if only you are a doctor then you are cure this illness which is plaguing my life. I suffer so much. Oh...

Similarly, I will use this tactic to get him to join waterpolo, play the piano, go horse back-riding and learn to the waltz. To ensure his interest, I will build up the passion by feigning defeat and despair which can only be avenged by his success. Let's hope he becomes an arrogant brat, it would be so much fun!