Kinda hard to stomach the video. The arrogant taunting, the total disrespect for the old man and his way of making a decent living and the final scene where they refuse to pay him the fare. Totally digusting.
3 British Buffalos+1 Old Trishaw Rider= Slow trishaw
3 Cheapskates+ Beer+ Beer+ More Beer- Money= Cheating Scumbags
Bitched on: Wednesday, October 24, 2007 Time: 10/24/2007 11:03:00 PM
Thank you God. Fendi won. And Victor Tang lost.
Its not just a race thing, its about talent... (fine, I stole the quote from the Repeal377A movement).
Proves to show that the majority of Singaporeans are not tone-deaf racist bastards. Or maybe all the mats and minahs pooled enough money to out-vote the uber rich Tangs family...
Whatever the reason, I'm glad Ken Lim is right. He is my Singapore Idol now...
PS: Victor dear, the show is called "Live the Dream", not "Buy the Dream"...
Bitched on: Tuesday, October 23, 2007 Time: 10/23/2007 02:43:00 PM
It would have been easier to sit on the fence about this one. Though the religious side of me (I did not know I had this side of me too..) says its wrong, the other 'democratic' side of me says we should not discriminate or illegalised a group of people's choice(s).
We should not judge. And don't judge me if I support them.
Right or wrong, its not just a gay thing, its about equality.
My dream girl doesn't know I exist. My best friends ignore me. I am stuck in this god-forsaken country. And my studies are far from how they used to be.
Should I be so miserable?
I know I should instead be more grateful for all the other things I have.
I should be glad I am not mending a broken heart. I'm not callous, I sympathize and emphathize with my friends who are/were going through rough patches in their relationships.
I should bear in mind that while here I am lamenting about being single there are others out there fighting to make their love 'accepted' and legalised.
I have a happy family. Loving parents with equally loving sisters and an awesome brother-in-law. And a cute niece'akan datang'.
I have friends, old and new, who mean a lot to me and I know I mean a lot to them too. I have friends who are here by my side and old friends who will be there whenever I need them.
I know I am loved.
I should be glad that I am living in this safe country without any war or unrest.
I should be glad I am still schooling instead of having to juggle two jobs to raise a family somewhere.
Crap... Here I am talking crap... Sorry, being emo again...
Bitched on: Saturday, October 20, 2007 Time: 10/20/2007 11:28:00 PM
"The type of guy who doesn't see What he has until she leaves Don't let me go Cause without me you know you're lost Wise up now or pay the cost Soon you will know"
This song is dedicated to the important ladies in my life.
I'm glad you are doing so well picking up the pieces of your life since the separation. It pained me to see how you were withering away. I'm glad you can completely be yourself now, living your full potential. I want to see your old self back.
And to the one down under, I know you are strong enough to let go. Holding on to a 'dead fish' will not make it alive again. So flush him down the toilet where he belongs.
Those guys do not know what they have lost.
(Is it really worth it to cry every night over a guy?)
It took too long, it took too long It took too long for you to call back And normally I would just forget that Except for the fact it was my birthday My stupid birthday
I played along, I played along I played along rolled right off my back But obviously my armor was cracked What kind of a boyfriend good friend would forget that? Who would forget that?
Bitched on: Sunday, October 14, 2007 Time: 10/14/2007 10:47:00 PM
Taking Chinese 1 is a breeze.. I'm enjoying myself.
Now I can read most of the Chinese characters in the subtitles of television shows. In fact, I get distracted reading the subtitles from the show.
So to my non-cheena friends, here are some English to Chinese translations of some simple phrases. You don't need to be a rocket scientist to understand these phrases...
"Mummy, ketupat basi...," (Mummy, the ketupats (rice dumplings) have gone bad) I shouted from the kitchen.
"Berlendeh..." (they have gone slimey)
Dreaded words to be heard on the morning of Aidilfitri. No more pre-ordered ketupats for us next year. Almost everything seems to be pre-ordered this year. The kuihs (goodies and cookies) were all bought (my Mum used to make at least one type before this year). The goodies are not bad but the ketupats, very disappointing.
Reminder for next year: buy lontongs (rice cakes) just in case...
Bitched on: Sunday, October 07, 2007 Time: 10/07/2007 12:39:00 PM
Dear Shop Uncle,
For years I have been buying groceries from your shop. And for years you have seen me grow up. So imagine my surprise when you asked me for my identification yesterday when I was buying a pack of cigarettes for my father.
Clearly, I am flattered. So thanks for making my day.
Kinda hard to stomach the video. The arrogant taunting, the total disrespect for the old man and his way of making a decent living and the final scene where they refuse to pay him the fare. Totally digusting.
3 British Buffalos+1 Old Trishaw Rider= Slow trishaw
3 Cheapskates+ Beer+ Beer+ More Beer- Money= Cheating Scumbags
Bitched on: Wednesday, October 24, 2007 Time: 10/24/2007 11:03:00 PM
Thank you God. Fendi won. And Victor Tang lost.
Its not just a race thing, its about talent... (fine, I stole the quote from the Repeal377A movement).
Proves to show that the majority of Singaporeans are not tone-deaf racist bastards. Or maybe all the mats and minahs pooled enough money to out-vote the uber rich Tangs family...
Whatever the reason, I'm glad Ken Lim is right. He is my Singapore Idol now...
PS: Victor dear, the show is called "Live the Dream", not "Buy the Dream"...
Bitched on: Tuesday, October 23, 2007 Time: 10/23/2007 02:43:00 PM
It would have been easier to sit on the fence about this one. Though the religious side of me (I did not know I had this side of me too..) says its wrong, the other 'democratic' side of me says we should not discriminate or illegalised a group of people's choice(s).
We should not judge. And don't judge me if I support them.
Right or wrong, its not just a gay thing, its about equality.
My dream girl doesn't know I exist. My best friends ignore me. I am stuck in this god-forsaken country. And my studies are far from how they used to be.
Should I be so miserable?
I know I should instead be more grateful for all the other things I have.
I should be glad I am not mending a broken heart. I'm not callous, I sympathize and emphathize with my friends who are/were going through rough patches in their relationships.
I should bear in mind that while here I am lamenting about being single there are others out there fighting to make their love 'accepted' and legalised.
I have a happy family. Loving parents with equally loving sisters and an awesome brother-in-law. And a cute niece'akan datang'.
I have friends, old and new, who mean a lot to me and I know I mean a lot to them too. I have friends who are here by my side and old friends who will be there whenever I need them.
I know I am loved.
I should be glad that I am living in this safe country without any war or unrest.
I should be glad I am still schooling instead of having to juggle two jobs to raise a family somewhere.
Crap... Here I am talking crap... Sorry, being emo again...
Bitched on: Saturday, October 20, 2007 Time: 10/20/2007 11:28:00 PM
"The type of guy who doesn't see What he has until she leaves Don't let me go Cause without me you know you're lost Wise up now or pay the cost Soon you will know"
This song is dedicated to the important ladies in my life.
I'm glad you are doing so well picking up the pieces of your life since the separation. It pained me to see how you were withering away. I'm glad you can completely be yourself now, living your full potential. I want to see your old self back.
And to the one down under, I know you are strong enough to let go. Holding on to a 'dead fish' will not make it alive again. So flush him down the toilet where he belongs.
Those guys do not know what they have lost.
(Is it really worth it to cry every night over a guy?)
It took too long, it took too long It took too long for you to call back And normally I would just forget that Except for the fact it was my birthday My stupid birthday
I played along, I played along I played along rolled right off my back But obviously my armor was cracked What kind of a boyfriend good friend would forget that? Who would forget that?
Bitched on: Sunday, October 14, 2007 Time: 10/14/2007 10:47:00 PM
Taking Chinese 1 is a breeze.. I'm enjoying myself.
Now I can read most of the Chinese characters in the subtitles of television shows. In fact, I get distracted reading the subtitles from the show.
So to my non-cheena friends, here are some English to Chinese translations of some simple phrases. You don't need to be a rocket scientist to understand these phrases...
"Mummy, ketupat basi...," (Mummy, the ketupats (rice dumplings) have gone bad) I shouted from the kitchen.
"Berlendeh..." (they have gone slimey)
Dreaded words to be heard on the morning of Aidilfitri. No more pre-ordered ketupats for us next year. Almost everything seems to be pre-ordered this year. The kuihs (goodies and cookies) were all bought (my Mum used to make at least one type before this year). The goodies are not bad but the ketupats, very disappointing.
Reminder for next year: buy lontongs (rice cakes) just in case...
Bitched on: Sunday, October 07, 2007 Time: 10/07/2007 12:39:00 PM
Dear Shop Uncle,
For years I have been buying groceries from your shop. And for years you have seen me grow up. So imagine my surprise when you asked me for my identification yesterday when I was buying a pack of cigarettes for my father.
Clearly, I am flattered. So thanks for making my day.