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Poke Your FaceWednesday, October 07, 2009Hmm, so I was Tumblr-surfing tonight after watching The International. I came across so many awesome things that I want to share. But I thought, "Hey, wouldn't a YouTube face-off thing be more interesting?" So tonight, I have two heavyweight champs of YouTube singing the ever-so-popular-and-over-rated song, Pokerface by Lady Gaga! vs this Pinoy dude. Apparently I can't embed his videos, but for some of you, you might just know who I'm talking about. Who do YOU think will win hands down? Najmah Salam, or the Pinoy dude? :o
Black/White/Brown/YellowTuesday, October 06, 2009"If you judge people, you have no time to love them." Mother Theresa -- No matter how much we'd like to believe that there is little or no racism in Singapore, it still exists. We probably prefer living in denial, because being in denial, we all stay happy, don't we? Now we all know that the majority of Singaporeans are Chinese, followed by the Malays, then the Indians and the Others. It's pretty easy for racial tension to rise here in Singapore with the variety of cultures, beliefs and practises from the many races/religions we have here. We have learned to tolerate, yes, but have we learned to end the racism and discrimination? I don't think so. I beg to differ. From what I've observed, racism against one race is one thing, but discrimination against a member of the fellow race? Now that's a whole different level. I don't know, I just think it's pretty sad and rather.. pathetic, in my most honest opinion. Just because a fellow Black man isn't as ghetto and doesn't walk with a swagger like you do, and act more White, speak more White, and hang out with more Whites, he gets discriminated by the Blacks? That is wrong on so many levels. Discrimination is one thing, but judging and changing your perception and all? Maybe there isn't anything wrong with this Black man (let's call him Joe). Maybe the problem lies in you? Maybe Joe can't click with you (who is Black too) as well as he can with the Whites. Maybe Joe and you just have different interests and are on a different wavelength altogether. I mean, it's just human nature to find somebody that share the same interests and talk the same language isn't it? Why would Joe want to try so hard to fit into a group/lifestyle/topic that he feels absolutely nothing for? It's ridiculous for him to pretend to be somebody he's not. Poor Joe. And whatever happened to tolerance? You can tolerate other ethnicities but you can't accept the fact that another brotha isn't as Black as you? What a hypocrite. Singapore is just.. Singapore. Ugly's really ugly here.
The CeremonyTuesday, September 22, 2009Hello everybody. For those who know me, I'm an epic failure at keeping phones. Yes I did it again; I lost another phone this morning. But it's okay, I've bought a new one and I need your numbers. :o Kindly text me your numbers to my old number (9145 8523). I've already changed my number, but I'm not going to post it here. Check my Facebook profile okay okay okay? Thanks. :D
Ris Low, I feel second-hand embarrassment.Thursday, September 17, 2009    So Alexis and I were bitching on Twitter. Big deal. I'm pretty sure everyone's already seen the video and is absolutely disgusted by her awesome English and try-hard accent and horrible pronunciation skills. Seriously, how are you going to represent Singapore like that? Are the judges trying to show the world our culture? What culture really, what, Singlish?! What do you think? Is it the quality of contestants, or the judges? Hmm.
"Oh, you're born in March? You're a.."Sunday, September 13, 2009 The mind has become a mind field today. Not only today though; yesterday, the day before and the day before that too. No it's not because of the alcohol. I refuse to think it is despite knowing its depressing after-effects it has on some. Okay maybe just a bit, but still. It doesn't make up the majority of it. For those who don't know, alcohol is a depressant. I don't know about you, but I never used to really believe in horoscopes as much as I do now. Last time, I used to read it for fun and go.. "Eh this is true, this is SO true," and then just shrug it off as though it was just a passing comment. I'll probably forget what I read about within the next 3 minutes. I'm not sure how this.. obsession (okay maybe a few levels down obesession, like, interest maybe) with horoscopes began. I think it began when Jolene, Wendy and I were just sitting around talking about people and started linking their traits and attitudes with horoscopes. We talked about a particular person I think, and then looked up his/her (I really cannot remember lah but it really doesn't matter, let's call this person Rosi.. and yes that's a girl) horoscope on the net (yes Google is win). We slowly realised that she has the same traits as the ones we read up on. I know some people might say something like, "You try reading other horoscopes and matching their traits to it. Confirm got something similar one for every horoscope, so how can you say it's true? Some dude must've been really bored to come up with this shit to categorise people and never realised that he was actually being very general." But it can get deeper. Really. I kid you not. Okay halfway reading this I realised I sound like I'm trying to sell you a belief, but really I'm just trying to.. uh, sound convincing. For what reason? I don't know, haha. Seems like I don't really know much nowadays. But we'll talk about that.. later. I think if you couple horoscopes and personality test results (and not those stupid ones off Facebook, but proper.. personality tests) of a person, the possibility of knowing a person with even more clarity increases by about 50%. Or maybe if you find a few people with the same horoscope, say like, Aries, and then you analyse their characteristics and compare it to those traits in the said horoscope, you'd see some similarities. I don't know, either way you try to see it, you might get my point. So what exactly is my point? People judge you prior to knowing you so why not do the same right? Other than lying, I thing judging and not giving a chance to get to know people is the currency of the world. But nah, I'm nice. Even though I'd ask people for their horoscopes, I don't use them as first impressions. It's just, mean. I'd like to throw it in the back of my head and not think of it until it really shows. Seeing is believe, I say. And besides, the world is unfair and unjust. What do we do? "Sleep it off and suck it up the next day," (Leong, 2009).  Quek being a pig, and Russell being himself; retarded. We had supper, or rather, they had supper at this Bak Kut Teh place in Geylang. Besides, I wasn't exactly THAT hungry either (then again, I'm never really that hungry on the weekends anyway). Tiong took forever to come. I don't know what took him so long really. But by the time he came, we already went over to eat da huay (sp?). You know that famous 24/7 Geylang da huay thing that tasted so good? Yeah I tried it before it moved and it was damn good. I never knew where it went to after it moved until that day. It doesn't taste the same anymore. :\ Oh well. We went over to Tampines to pick Warren up after. Oh my God, now that I have my chance, let me tell you about Quek's incredulous driving skills - he drives at 120kmh on normal roads, 155kmh on expressways, and turns at 130kmh. But okay lah, quite zai lah he. Hahaha. We missed a few turns, turned too early, got tailgated by an annoying cab driver when we were doing 155kmh (wtf I know).. quite the exciting journey eh. Then we got to Tiong's place and we started..  Booze overflow.  2 bottles of Cordon Bleu, 1 bottle of Absolut Vanilla, 1 bottle of Absolut Raspberry, 1 bottle of Red Wine, 4 cans of Barons, 2 cans of Tiger, 12 cans of Red Bull.  He got red really, really fast. In fact, it was a very unnatural red. We call this; the Asian blush.  She says she has a very "big pocket down there". I say, it's big and red that's why she cannot swim. Hahaha.  Mr Half Thai.  Sausage lips. Hahahaha.  I want hair. NOW.  Giggle me this, giggle me that. We had an awesome night, talking rubbish all the way until the wee hours of the morning, despite being chased away by two security guards who insisted on staying in the area until we left. We didn't start till about 3ish, and everybody managed to get home safe. (Y) ****  Happy birthday, bro. It's been 8 years plus, and counting. I hope you had a stupendous 21st last night. It was great seeing you, and many of our mutual friends at your party; catching up and all. If you haven't already read your second last page of your guestbook, I reckon you do it now. Hahaha.
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