Hush, I am a chinese.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Three days ago, I tried to talk to my friend's mother-in-law from Hongkong in Cantonese. Well, unfortunately it was a desperate AND FUTILE attempt.
Oh, should I just by the way mention that my dialect is Hokkien and I can't understand nor speak that language for nuts? Ah, except for the entry-level vocabulary that typical Singaporeans like myself will use to pepper our daily conversations so as to truly express our innermost emotions...of a Singaporean.
SUDDENLY, I FELT STUPID. EXTREMELY STUPID.
Look around us. Majority of us cannot speak nor write in Chinese properly. Tune in to Channel 8 and Channel U; the way yuppies try to speak Chinese in that "ang moh" accent is UTTERLY DISGUSTING 'cos that "ang moh" accent has got such strong Singaporean Chinese flavour to it!
I can't give a justifiable excuse to this phenomenon...AT ALL. During my primary school and secondary school days, scoring distictions in Chinese and even Higher Chinese was a breeze. Yet, everyone claimed that they couldn't carry a proper conversation in Chinese...and so they couldn't. Teenager being a teenager, I made the decision of discarding my strength in the language because there was this tacit and pervasive belief that that was the only way to survive in a school of aristocrats. One STUPID life choice, and I am jack of 2 languages, master of none.
Empathy votes?
Looking at this "social linguistic phenomenon" from a different angle, if we are hopeless in the Chinese language, how many of us are masters of the English language? Oh, anyway, during my 'O' and 'A' levels, I have seen more failures in the English language and General Paper than in another other examinable subjects...so...well, you may vote now. A negative vote from me, that is.
More empathy votes?
So is the Chinese language that difficult to master or are we just suppressing our concious selves to appear socially "superior"? I am guilty of the latter, and there is THE NEED for me to retrieve my Chinese roots.
老娘来也!
--what some might say --
10:27 PM
10:27 PM
Throw in the fucking towel
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
I was posted to one of my most dreaded clients' office to work as part of their team, and I could feel all the cold hard stares from the oh-so-familar-and-oh-so-fucking-scary management team on me. They simply threw hundreds of Linear Algebra papers on my table; without any word of retaliation, I grabbed my pen and started to scribble as many formulas as I could recall. But the clock just seemed to tick faster and faster....faster and faster....Then I jolted out of the whole joke.
Throw in the fucking towel, it says. But the other "it" is always sneaking back to retrieve the towel. ARGH. I am so on the brink of just burning the damn towel once and for all!
Damn.
--what some might say --
9:07 PM
9:07 PM
-v0id-
*rustling of leaves*
*clinking of utensils*
Without them, I think I would have been engulfed in that 2 minutes of uneasy -v0id-. If only it was really -v0id- .
But somehow, -v0id-revealed the undesirable consequences of "No censorship. Purely exaggerations"
-v0id- also uncovered the persistent verbal and action diarrhea.
That virus had already contaminated some minds; so much so that I think no amount of antibiotics can help.
All I can do is....Stamp out the virus to stop the further infection, and take in more vitamin L.
And very much against my desires, stay away from the source of -v0id-...unless God decides to bestow upon me a miracle.
*clinking of utensils*
Without them, I think I would have been engulfed in that 2 minutes of uneasy -v0id-
But somehow, -v0id-
That virus had already contaminated some minds; so much so that I think no amount of antibiotics can help.
All I can do is....Stamp out the virus to stop the further infection, and take in more vitamin L.
And very much against my desires, stay away from the source of -v0id-
--what some might say --
12:10 AM
12:10 AM
Snapshots
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
HEY, the superjumbo SIA A380. The 15-min arrival sequence of the SIA A380 at Terminal 3 was finally executed with absolute perfection last Wednesday, and the subsequent 3-day show went on well with minimal hiccups. Kudos to all who make this possible =)
However, I am still pondering...the SIA first class suite OR a reputable hotel suite? Hmm, I think it's more worthwhile to check out the new economy seats instead lar.
--what some might say --
9:18 PM
9:18 PM
SIA A380 Welcome Event
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Catch the special coverage on the arrival of SIA A380 on Channel News Asia on 17 October 2007, 6pm.
This is THE EVENT of our company for Y2007. *shrugz* Darn exciting.
--what some might say --
1:16 AM
1:16 AM
Squash me FAT
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Basket. When was the last time I actually move my fat arse? Say a light year ago? You bet.
Random surfing the net actually led me to one of the local squash webbies...SQUASH! Tacky as it can be, I quickly removed myself from the sofa and moved my thunder legs as fast as I could towards the store room. *panting* And there, tucked in a dark little corner, is my second squash racquet since school days. =)
Check out the hand grip. Dirt contributes to the "darkening" more than the anything else!
Suddenly something else struck me. Once again, I dragged myself to the storeroom. *heart thumping and beating around madly* This time round, I dug out my pair of jogging shoes. =)
On the contrary, my pair of jogging shoes is as "white" as new! Yah, Bamboo, I see you smiling..haha!
Oh lord! My eyes just happened to sweep across my tummy area...and it certainly was a phenomenon! All rightie, this is really gettin' outa hand.
Time to exercise, LAZY ARSE!
--what some might say --
12:55 AM
12:55 AM
Twenty Three
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
One ecstatic spoilt brat. One puking and crying arse. Raptures of distress; that's lufterz for you last Friday.
It's so difficult to find words that can truly reflect the intensity of all that bipolar emotions and thoughts whirling up there in that 24 hours.
North...
It started off as a 5-person dinner that miraculously evolved into a 13-person gathering. My reaction to that was to SCREAAAAAAAAAAAM! Apologies to Goodfellas and all Timbre guests, but what the hell are the SN gals doing with my mathematician friends, man?! Once again, I am defeated by them; these are the folks who have been bullying me since God knows when, and yet I still can't help but continue leeching on to them.
To the SPECIAL GALS who made all that possible. You make AH GU laugh hysterically and do crazy things with you, you piss AH GU off and drive AH GU nuts *middle finger-small finger-thumbs up*... but damn it, AH GU is still so madly in love with you!!!
South...
051006 -051007 personal achievement list screams NIL. So have the past few ones. However they didn't really sadden me till this year. Been happy-go-lucky? Nah, it really is imbecile in disguise. Perhaps working life has really knocked some sense in me. I played the blame game and led a life of denial for one good decade; always imagining life if I hadn't enrolled myself into that school for aristocrats, if I had chosen a different course in uni, if I actually continued to pursue performing arts etc. 10 fucking years! Waaaw, why didn't I snap out of this silly act of self-delusion!
I need to LIVE A LIFE, not LIVE A LIE.
Folks, if I start acting stupid again, just whack me hard. Wow, I see a long queue of clenching fists already!
--what some might say --
11:12 PM
11:12 PM
Emo pictures tell millionsss of words
Saturday, October 6, 2007
This 23 year old freak is in a super duper incoherent state. Please allow the 3 tacky shots taken by the freak to do the talking for today. Freak will be back when all raging emotions subside to make way for a more rational post.
Terima Kasih =)
Labels: emotional, high, tipsy
--what some might say --
3:27 AM
3:27 AM
I love my darlings
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
9 - 6 has been extremely "experiential" these few weeks; almost a bungee-jump equivalent, except that this is still the prep stage... nerveWRECKING! To be honest, I have such serious doubts about my set of body harness right now that I think I should either get a change of bungee equipments or try other sports instead. And why did I even bother to stand by a bungee instructor who is more interested in how beautiful the bungee jumpers are in their fucked up gears vs. how safe and great the jump really is?
Whatever.
But HEY, who cares about the fucked up bungee experience when I have a DAMN RIGHT SMASHING surprise from my Sister Peggy! To my Sister Peggy, your little surprise isn't late at all...in fact it arrives a few days early *chucklez*
Also, not forgetting the surprise (really SURPRISED lor) dinner treat and pressie from another friend last Sat. Yes, I did not waste your money...'cos I can tell you how cute Ah Xin is in the video anytime anywhere.
Special occasions tell it all - who cares...and who really really cares. I don't give a toot about elaborate parties and fanciful gifts, really. All I want is LOVE.
Whatever.
But HEY, who cares about the fucked up bungee experience when I have a DAMN RIGHT SMASHING surprise from my Sister Peggy! To my Sister Peggy, your little surprise isn't late at all...in fact it arrives a few days early *chucklez*
Also, not forgetting the surprise (really SURPRISED lor) dinner treat and pressie from another friend last Sat. Yes, I did not waste your money...'cos I can tell you how cute Ah Xin is in the video anytime anywhere.
Special occasions tell it all - who cares...and who really really cares. I don't give a toot about elaborate parties and fanciful gifts, really. All I want is LOVE.
Labels: darlings
--what some might say --
11:10 PM
11:10 PM