Sunday, August 27, 2006
Brown Elephant
Found this on Talkingcock.com. I assume it's some kind of protest against Today newspaper removing Mr Brown sometime back.
Take it easy, Keep it real...
P.S. This is like a warmup to more frequent entries. Haven't had the time lately...
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
I am Singaporean
I was born in the old Kandang Kerbau Hospital, where my mom was told that she got a boy for her firstborn.
I was called a name that others still mix up to be a girl's.
I managed to finish my first 19 years of education with many visits to the principal's office.
And with my mom in tow.
I saw GST rise from nothing to the current 5%,
And still have no qualms about buying my skinny Grande Ice Latte from Starbucks at $5.45.
National Service to me was a pain,
The friends that I made were nothing gained.
I hate it when my own school treats me like a second-class citizen,
When the Indian and Chinese scholars are considered talents.
The stupid yellow box followed me,
All the way from Tekong to the Bukit Panjang Kopitiam.
I curse and swear at the flaws of the education system,
But silently feel proud when Majullah Singapura is sung.
This place has been home to me,
My Family,
My God-parents,
My Friends.
And most importantly,
This was where I found my girlfriend.
I am Singaporean... Or so they say...
Take it easy, Keep it real...
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Jay Cutler Vid
I just like Jay Cutler. Maybe it's his commitment to bodybuilding.
Take it easy, Keep it real...
God Speaks
And so God had a funny way to let me see things in a different light. As if He was chiding me for behaving the way I did. To teach me the His way.
Remember the grouses about my family, my parents and my sis? Well, they were all answered this morning durng sermon. How foolish I felt! How disgusted with myself! And how relieved I was that God's would shine through. (if you want to read the relevant verses, please read here)
I shan't bore you with what I've learnt. What needs to be brought back is that God talks to us in very different ways. Some see it everday, some see it in their dreams, and some see it in their lives. But other than seeing, all of us, must listen.
Take it easy, Keep it real...
Saturday, August 05, 2006
Stereotypes
Today I came face to face with a stereotype. The confirming sort. I'm not going into specifics in case this space becomes some sort of agony aunt.
The issue here therefore isn't that of what kind, but more of where from? Do stereotypes originate from the percievers themselves, or do the recievers themselves perpetuate it? Seems like some sort of chicken and egg kinda question don't you think? The recievers act in a certain kind of way, and percievers get a pre-concieved notion, treats the recievers in a certain kind of way, the recievers confirm the stereotype, the percievers treat them in a certain kind of way, etc etc... it's just a vicious cycle.
Is there something wrong with our system that pushes groups of people to behave the way they do? Or is how they behave totally alright, it's just that the majority do not subscribe to it, and thus becomes a deviance culminating in sterotypes?
On another note, Ling has been visiting all these wierd assed blog sites about peeps who either have a warped sense of the body, or just seriously screwed up! Visit one of them here... first thing that came to my mind... go figure... or did I just fall into a stereotype?
Take it easy, Keep it real...
Friday, August 04, 2006
For my Dad and Mom...
Hey Dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according
To plan?
Do you think I'm wasting
My time doing things I
Wanna do?
But it hurts when you
Disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good
Enough for you
I can't pretend that
I'm alright
And you can't change me
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be Perfect
Now it's just too late
And we can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be Perfect
I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be
My hero?
All the days
You spent with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't
Care anymore
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good
Enough for you
I can't stand another fight
And nothing' alright
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be Perfect
Now it's just too late
And we can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be Perfect
Nothing's gonna change
The things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this
Right again
Please don't turn your back
I can't believe it's hard
Just to talk to you
But you don't understand
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be Perfect
Now it's just too late
And we can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be Perfect
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be Perfect
Now it's just too late
And we can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be Perfect
And all I wanted was a 'Well Done'...
Take it easy, Keep it real...
