What About Now?


Today, in a corner of the world, someone is hungry, homeless, hurting. That Someone could be You. People live without light, out of sight. Is that right? I'm an average joe, just trying to make ends meet. Can I make a difference? One day, in a corner of the world, a light went on. An idea was born. I am the difference, between justice and injustice, between right and wrong. The voice lives on, when someone takes a stand. I am the end of poverty. I am a different path. It's never too late. I am the belief in your humanity. I am saving the world, one island at a time. I am a wave of compassion. I am the end of ignorance. I am the call for human rights. Love can change the world. I am jobs, not jails. I am clean water. I am the hands that heals all mankind. I am the light and the gift of vision. I am the heart that keeps a child alive. Before it's too late. I am the dream that becomes reality. I am greening the industry. What about now?

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Yawn.

Judging by that, you can run naked in orchard road and cried,” WOOHOO SIEG BACK!”

Ok, in my own little fantasy, but maybe it do happened, but not in orchard road, your room is just fine. I’m glad you are getting horny ;)

This blog is dead, cause ahs went crazy (ok, crazier) and decide to have their exam push so much earlier and cramped. Then I had to mug so hard, soooooo hard. The torture is over, without post exam activities, we had sure lots of time, but marking day away is no no.

Anyway, this post is going to be random as I can’t remember much and will only post what suddenly come into my mind. Which means I had forgotten what I should be posting but I’m thinking hard.

Oh yes, first of all, exams are ova (LOL). That comes suddenly due to someone saying ova. Ok, I’m not saying that’s wrong or too overboard like ‘ohhvaRrx’ but being such a science genius, it just make me think of the female gamete produced by the ovaries.

The ‘ova’ thing, just make me think of bloggers. Firstly, the bloggers is categorized into three sections. One section who typed something like ‘miiexXx’ whom I shall refer to ‘twits’. The other is those who typed, uh, non-twits but not in english, somewhat in a sense of short form not short form liddat, whom we shall refer to the ‘Short-kinda-Twitty-Forms-United’ aka the STFU. Then the next who typed clear perfect English, sometimes with a lil short form or two (cause I’m lazy) that doesn’t hurt whom I shall refer to… uh, uh shall be the name, unless someone thinks up a better name.

Firstly, the twits start this revolutional thing that convert normal simple words to really long and complicated ones. Example, me is changed into miieExx or you is changed to euuxX. Then they started inventing words like wo0orRhx or nEhhXx. The reason for doing is? I don’t know, but I guessed they just think that typing short form or perfect English is not cool, only suitable for normal people or geeks. So as to stand out, they invented what we called the twittish.

So the STFU and uhs are buay tahan by their kawaiiee? NehhXx cause it’s really alien and sometimes just so difficult to read that they blog about how buay tahan they were, especially the uhs. The twits were really angry wo0oRhx, and they end up taggin twittish at people who blog about them. Of course the twits do blog back about how unfair they are to them.

See, it’s a very confusing thing. The uhs can’t stand twits. The twits cant stand the uhs. The STFU is keeping quiet cause it’s their nature.

Oh ya, exams are female gametes produced by ovaries. I’m happy, you’re not happy, and I’m happy. I guess I’m going to be laughing until Monday, when the freaking results are back. Of course, I wont be surprised I do badly, especially for chinese since I was Z-ings for 5 to ten minutes, but what the heck, my nice chen lao lao better give me more 奖励分, or else no more homework shall be passed up, punctually.

I love chen lao lao, cause it’s she who teach me it’s the Beethoven era. No that not means music rule the world but it means simply

背多分
LOL

Anyway, far east plaza have such cool toilets. They have this butt washing thingy, which means you get to have your butt washed without using your hand. Of course, you have to do it sitting down, then turned a knob at the side of the toilet, then a tube or something will come out from the toilet bowl, spray water out, and your butt will be cleaned. Good use when you had watery faeces days and those faeces splatter the side of the toilet bowl and your butt and they get so dirty that you wont wanna put your hand inside the toilet bowl to wipe your butt so tadah! The new clean you butt is here to save the day!

Orchard can be so gay sometimes. I saw a few brokeback mountaineers who wear cowboy hats and carry tote bags. I saw a guy wearing hot pink crocs shoes and a pink shirt. He has a few strands of hair dyed international gay colour aka purple. I saw a guy wearing pink boardshorts carrying a totebag. I went up to a fake model modeling for Giordano and say to him,’先生,你的衣服好紧阿!’ ok, I’m lame.

The Korean craze has caught my family, especially my father. He borrow the whole set of BigLongNow from his friend. And what he does when he come home,”快点开大长今” that so deprived from my tv, but what the heck, I got another one in my room.

Freaking utensils corrupted kiddos the da vinci code is NC-16. Cause it’s for mature viewers who know how to separate fact from fiction (thanks jo for mentioning that in your blog cause I never did read the newspaper). Like hell. As if Christians under 16 of age doesn’t know how to separate fact from fiction. If they are that retarded, I expect they will still be counting lalas and not believing in jesus. I don’t know whats wrong with the church. I cant believe that they actually rated it NC-16. it’s got to be one of the most commercialized movies around. You see it in the mrt station, you see it in the train, you see it at bus stops, you see it on the bus, you see at shopping malls, you see it on the tv, where can you not see it in every advertising possibilities? Damnit.

Today had the weekly assembly. So not good, is an understatement, I call it atrociously horrible. First, though being a cheena, I really don’t get the fuck (and don’t care) of what those people are saying, especially when it was the xiang sheng thingy. Then, there were boring ol’ chinese orchestra playing which is so like primary school. Worse still, people sing ‘in (my foot)’ songs like 邓丽君. Adding loads of shit on the wonderful cake, there are people who sing stuff that blast my eardrum. Ouch. It’s some what like the fifth (or sixth?) element blue woman with a whole lot tinge of Pung Chung Xiang. Ooh, that was scary.

Shall stop here. I cant seem to remember what I shall blog about. What the fuck. I thought my memory is better now.

Sieghart lah

PS: this post is exactly the same cause as Creative Boredom Inc. cause I can’t be bothered to add juicy bits, which I, uh, forgot liao.