Half the time has passed away... things we thought of yesterday

Have you heard me tell this story? Random childhood memory.

Primary 1 English listening compre and the teacher, Ms Basrah told us to cover our answers so as not to let anyone copy. Remember those listening compres? We were given 4 different pictures and the teacher would read out a sentence and we would then circle the alphabet A, B, C or D of the corresponding picture.

Kaypoh me i glanced over at the script of the girl sitting next to me. Think her name was Fatimah or something like that. She followed instructions, but not very well. Instead of covering the entire row of letters, she put her eraser over the letter of her choice!

The Kids Aren't All Right

We went to watch Crash at Marina Square. That place is so havoc now with all the new shops and super gigantic but nvr crowded Giant. But today, just today, cos of the fireworks the entire City Hall/Esplanade/Marina area was packed! It's like people were getting ready for a countdown party. So many people dressed in red. Though i really like the colour, i'd nvr wear it on National Day. It's as corny as radio DJs playing "Friday I'm In Love" every Friday.

Crash was pretty good, and most of all, very relevant in our society. All that paranoia, racial stereotypes and self-fulfilling prophecy, a lot to think about! (pls read on)

As we were leaving Marina Square, we walked into a bunch of screaming Malay kids. Some ten over kids were walloping the fuck outta one skinny kid, and a lot of other kids were sitting around watching. One of the Malay guys even took out his belt for further effect. Must be something he picked up from his old man. As they were scuffling about, a lady passerby shrieked "Police come already! Quick run, all of you!" That used to work, but i guess kids these days don't give a shit about that anymore. One little kid who looked no more than 12 years old joined in the action too, and he fell into the water. I thought he was gonna break his head at the curb. (I don't know which is worse - cracking his skull or being involved in that gang nonsense.) Then it looked like they were done, but fights like that don't ever have clean endings, until someone bleeds, or the cops arrive. So they went at it again, then stopped, screamed some gang name that had three numbers in it and went away. And then they all ran in a certain direction again, for what i presumed was another round.

See, what made me mad was that so many kids were going at one guy. Where's the glory in that? It's easy to find strength in numbers, but that's surely not something to brag about mann. But we don't know what the full story is btwn the whole army of them and the lone ranger. But really, it's just stupid doing things like that. They'll nvr learn, will they? And if you're caught in a situation like that and you can't avoid it, poke someone's eye, or kick someone's balls. =P

On The Road Again

I can't remember how long it's been, not until i check the date of my last post anyway. And not like you're missing much anyway.

Same old story. The wretched comp has once again failed on me.

Somebody did a fantastic cover of that r&b number "No Diggity" by Blackstreet - song reminds me of the early sec days with Mindy dear - in this rock manner, with lots of funk in it. Really awesome job, got me and Special K grooving along, but i still don't know who the genius is. It's hard to imagine people remaking r&b songs in that way. That's what i call taking someone else's song and "making it your own".

It's hard trying to do something in a cybercafe. I can't fucking concentrate with all these crazy gamers shouting at one another over the terminals and at their own monitor. "Eh bo liao mai kao peh kao boo!" "Siang ka lee kao peh?" "Cheebye lee bo kwa teo ar?!" "Walau knn zi eh level lim peh buay sai" "Zoh simi lanjiao?!?!"

SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!