My inspiration :

Mary had a little lamb,
whose fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went,
the lamb was sure to go.
It followed her to school one day,
Which was against the rules.
It made the children laugh and play to see a lamb at school.
And so the teacher turned it out,
But still it lingered near,
And waited patiently about till Mary did appear.
"Why does the lamb love Mary so," the eager children cry.
"Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know," the teacher did reply.

一句 :

其實... 星加坡女仔... 有d都唔錯geh... XD

Ok fine (part 2)

yes yes singapore is not that bad.
i say that now because this week i properly revert back into the life that i had before leaving for hk, which is, a damn busy one, juggling school classes 5 days/week, dance classes 2x/week, homework, giving tuition 2x/week, acting in 2 shoots over 3 days and doing 1 editing project simultaneously.
to summarise : really can die.
but i like it. because i'm earning money doing art. because i'm part of that teenie circle that is our entertainment/art industry again. because i simply like being busy and i like acting/editing a lot a lot more than i like teaching english (which is how i earned money in hk).
and there's alot of money to be collected as a freelance artist in singapore (though i think in my industry you earn more as a proper full-time employee in hk).
so, yes yes hooray for singapore for now.
though i still will most probably leave to work elsewhere, i think i still will most probably come back to visit and work every now and then too.
yes yes, majulah singapura.

This is hilarious

This is a forum topic called "Lee Kuan Yew,when are you going to die?"
and in its 76 pages you have comments like :

"WE are waiting, waiting for the happy day to come, hurry up lky, we are all waiting."

"WHEN U DYING, LKY. We are all waiting for the PUBLIC HOLIDAY."

"Queen Elizabeth, Bill Clinton and Lee Kuan Yew die and go to hell. But the devil has only one phone there. Queen says, I miss my England , can I use your phone and hear how my people are doing down there. She calls and talks about five minutes. Then she asks: Well devil, how much do I owe you for the call? The devil says: Five million pounds. She writes him a cheque and goes back to her chair . Clinton wants to make a call too. He says I wanna call the US . He talks about ten minutes, then asks how much do I owe you devil? The devil says Ten million dollars He also writes a cheque and goes back to his seat
Lee Kuan Yew is jealous. He says I want to call Singapore . He calls and talks for about an hour to his son Lee Hsien Loong. Then he asks the devil how much do I owe you? The devil replies: only one dollar. Lee Kuan Yew is shocked and asks 'why so little?'. The devils says: if you make a call from one hell to another, IT'S LOCAL CALL."

"something really funny happened yesterday. I took a cab back home (my God, it usually cost me less than $6 but with all the surcharge, it was $17; I will not take another cab but that's a different topic).
anyway, the uncle was cursing and swearing at LKY and he told me he actually when to the temple to ask when LKY will die.. and the Gods answered him that LKY will not die before the IR is built but will go very, very soon after that.
let's keep hope the Gods keep to their words..."

"so common, so normal for taxi uncles to chat with passengers about LKY. Just that day I just boarded the cab, the taxi uncles started to talk about LKY and he talked continuously about how bad he is. Whole conversation was about LKY. LKY is the most hated man in Singapore, followed by his son lee Hsien loon, pinky."

"And also,many taxi drivers curse LKY n the PAP go to hell.Unlike the PAP propaganda newspaper said that those charges increase taxi drivers income.They told me that with various charges increase,their business are getting poorer n poorer.Coz ppl will more reluctant to take taxi to work n to school,even if it is an emergency case."

"Btw when is his birthday anyone knows? Maybe got two holidays - one for his birthday and his death anniversary, like Jesus."

... i guess that's what you get when your son self-proclaims 25% more of a country's money for his own salary and $2.7mil more per annum for your retirement "job" while increasing gst and spawning erp gantries and delaying cpf withdrawal and when you make comments like "it's all a matter of proportion" and threaten that our women will become maids if we vote for the opposition.

personally, i do have some sort of respect for lee for what he's done in the past for singapore.
but i will not stand for this current despotism.
and plus if he dies, that is $2.7mil per annum less the government needs to collect, which can perhaps bring about lower gst and taxi fares god damn you...

so, while i have to say thank you for making me english educated and giving me a non-smoking environment to live in (just kidding, fuck you and your cigarette tax and limits), i also have to say that i hate paying your royal salaries and your erp system is rubbish and you can't blame people who are helplessly paying you and your whole arrogant family at the expense of their own little joys and comforts in life for hoping that you die.

no, it's not that i hate you, minister mentor (why the fuck does our $3.7mil/annum pm need a $2.7mil/annnum mentor) lee. i'm not hoping you'd die soon cos death in general is not a good thing.
but seriously, you brought these curses upon yourself.

(p.s: i know i keep repeating myself about that darned $3.7mil/annum salary in a lot of my blog posts, but i'm just trying to spread the word you know. our prime minister earns 5x more than the american president and 8x more than the japanese president. and that $3.7mil/annum comes from you. you. me. diu. remember this at the next elections. and remember to do something about it if you want to. i can't cos i live in a darned walkover area. double diu.)

Isn't it strange how

one moment you can be so in love with someone that you spend weeks rolling on your bed in agony waiting for that person to call waiting for that person to ask you out waiting for that person to agree to go out then spend more weeks on your bed in a giggling fit delighted that that person called delighted that that person asked you out delighted that that person went out with you...

and when you've got that person doing everything your little heart craved for, suddenly, you can be dead sure that that person isn't that fascinating anymore. dead sure that that person isn't magical anymore. dead sure that you don't really care about that person anymore. dead sure that you definitely no longer want to be with that person at all.

ain't love grand?

I will look like a teenager forever

unlike my friends who were my classmates from way back, who are with "proper" jobs and "proper" monthly salaries now, who these days are (and perhaps from hence on will forever be) perpetually carrying handbags/purses and wearing heels and office clothes and looking all grown up.

whereas me, in my slippers and schoolbag and shorts walking alongside them, was beginning to feel all awkward about looking so kiddy next to my contemporaries, until i cried my woes to susan, 7 years older than me, dressed just like me, who replied "but we don't need to dress like that what."

yes. i always knew we didn't need to dress like that. jeans and pyjama-type wear are the norms of our industry.
but what made me happy was that she didn't care about that and looked good and therefore that is what i will be in 7 years.

yeah!
(anti-crowd crowd mentality la)

YEAH OLYMPICS!!!

i'm going to stop complaining about the government for the time being because :

1. it's singapore's national day!
and well for some reason after watching that guy in the national day message i felt very sorry for him (not that i should be since he earns 3700000x more than me per year and yet 我买饭都要给他钱... ^%@#!... ) but on tv last night he just looked so sad and troubled and desperate to be liked and straining to smile and all that that i just feel like giving him a break for a while. even though i can't say i agree with his bullshit about the payout being more than enough to offset bla bla... but ok, giving him a break for a while.

2. the olympics are on tv now!!!
and the opening ceremony last night kept me gaping. everything was creative and presented well. seriously i was crying watching it. i'm so proud of china now. simply because i like people that can succeed when they want to. and everyone was saying they are going to fuck up the olympics, me included, but yet they did brilliant. i do not think china will fuck up the olympics now. i think it will be a good success and i'm proud to be chinese. 中国加油!

We the citizens of singapore

pledge ourselves as one united people. regardless of race, language or religion, to build a democratic society, based on justice and equality, so as to achieve happiness, prosperity and progress
FOR OUR NATION.

and not ourselves, stupid.

so stop complaining about our money getting stuck in cpf, rising gst prices, sprouting erp gentries, rising day to day costs, unrising salaries, no retirement, bla bla bla, because that is how you become a first world country and get prosperity FOR OUR NATION, stupid.

and stop complaining about our prime minister's $3.7mil/year salary, because so what if he costs 6x as much as the american president and so what if he raised his salary himself at whim concurrently as he raised the gst percentage and added more erp gentries and raised the cpf withdrawal age to 65? singapore is such a small country, it is impossible to find talent and once you find a rare talent like our prime minister, even if he hasn't done anything fantastic yet, you must pay him a ridiculous sum of money to make sure he remains as our prime minister and refrains from practicing corruption, because that is how you get progress FOR OUR NATION, stupid.

and stop complaining about our lack of free speech or our lack of free press or the isa/isd (internal security act/internal security department) or not being able to gather in groups of more than five or receiving threats about your neighbourhood turning into slum when you seem hesitant to support the current ruling party in the elections or getting defamation law suits when you try and rally as an election candidate, bla bla bla, because our prime minister can't concentrate on running the country when he has to think of ways to ensure that he remains in power and that will affect his efficiency in attaining progress FOR OUR NATION, stupid.

sorry, i can't remember what happiness means because i haven't seen much of it lately.

but anyway happy birthday singapore! i love you anyway!

(inspired by : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tafv4ft4bQM&feature=related .)

I heart 龍鳳鬥

aka Yesterday Once More, starring Sammi Cheng and Andy Lau.
i just watched it again and i cried like fuck again.
except this time i think i started crying earlier cos i knew what was going on sooner.
the first time i watched it i cried only at the very end when that song came out.
but just now i was crying on and off for the last half hour, and when that song came out.

that song :
(sammi i love you so much)
(ending chorus)
如你若有事我會很寂寞
我獨個行樂怎可快樂
我沒你的運氣能先走
畢竟能早登天國
就算是有事我也不讓別人再做我主角
但是我都希望那一場寄託
是你先走
令我發惡
means
(directly translated, by me)
if anything happens to you i will be very lonely
how can i be happy walking in happiness on my own
i don't have your fortune to leave first
but still can head to heaven earlier
even if something happens i will not let anyone else be my main character
but i still hope that what you will hand to me
is you leaving first
making me furious

which means
(poetically summarised, again by me)
i will be lonely and have no joy if anything happens to you. even if i can't go with you i can commit suicide to join you. if anything really happens to you i will not let anyone else replace you. but i would really to prefer to get angry about being deserted by you than watch anything happening to you.

sigh. i love love. i love sammi.
and i'm glad that there are people i want to sing this song to.