08 August 2006

today we collected newspapers and played block catching and pepsi cola 123 and what time is it mr wolf! and i learnt a new game- guess fist (direct translation from chinese). to the residents at toa payoh lorong 8, sorry for the din! i profess that i am a very lousy player at pepsi cola 123. i am just too innocent for this game. but i love block catching when i am not the catcher. =D i caught faris!! i was involved in this newspaper collection thingy before and it was brain-draining and labourious and hence, i did not really looked forward to it actually. in conclusion, the newspaper collection was not too bad coz of the games.

i re-read the old newspapers in my house today. now i know the significance behind the term "lolita". it is to describe a pubescent girl who has seductive qualities.
"the age of consent in north america ranges from 14 to 18 depending on the state, while in europe, it is between 13 and 17. in japan, it is 13 and in singapore, 16."
"in May, Singapore's Chief Justice Chan Sek Keong cited statistics that the number of men having sex with girls below the legal age in the past two years had doubled- something which he blames on what's available in cyberspace."
"pop culture has fuelled...'paedophile chic'"
"the boundaries of morality have been redefined and liberalised by the sensational slant pop culture has thown on issues like pre-marital sew, se with minors, homosexuality"
"as Professor Straugan explains: Pop culture can't sell an image that is too gross. so in order to sell, even the most distasteful concepts or ideas are couched in some aspect of sensationalism, to make the icon attractive"
Straits Times August 2, 2006.


7Aug



and i wait for a fairytale.

*btw that was done by the talented joleen. thankyew! have been wanting to put it up for so long.

Fidelity= faithfulness.
She has got the faith in her name and you are going to be faithful to her.
:(

26july
the post i never got to post

I just lied down on my pillow and suddenly I smelt the same smell that was lingering in the air of the ‘factory workshop’ of the cerebral palsy centre. That smell of dried up drool!

To be truthful, I think I got a lot out of the trip there. It was invaluable and I was kinda glad that our school had organized such trips to visit the less-fortunate.

I saw a great mime. I saw the enthusiasm of the people. I felt honoured when they participated in the games so whole-heartedly even though they may have played it thousands of times. I felt fortunate that I was not born with cerebral palsy. And that when my parents gave me an education, they sure knew that factory work was tough.

i now know the hardships these people go through. It is very hard for them to express themselves but I think they may have done it better than many normal people! U see them chattering among themselves and wonder what the commotion could be about, but it is like a conspiracy that leaves u out. they have to deal with the despise people give them. They know it when someone is insincere and they get turned off, but they get cheered up easily. U know what, I hate it when people are insincere to me, but when I look at them, somehow i feel a sense of admiration.

They are very patient people. The people I worked with today have some of the best worker’s attitude I have ever seen. The next time I get served by a spastic person in KFC or something, I shall be very very nice to them.

I do not know a single name of a person there. I asked a guy but he looked away as if he were blushing and did not tell me.

Maybe I shall go there after my A levels. I quite enjoy my assignment: gluing those paper bags at the edges. The spastic guys did not correct me coz I was good! Hahaha. really!!!!

The simple things in life. =)

some random things that turn me on:

"Dream A Little Dream"

Stars shining bright above you, night breezes seem to whisper, "I love you".
Birds singing in the sycamore tree, "Dream a little dream of me".
Say "nighty-night" and kiss me. Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me.
While I'm alone and blue as can be, dream a little dream of me.

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear.
Still craving your kiss, I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear.
Just saying this: Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you.
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you.
But in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me.

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear.
Still craving your kiss, I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear.
Just saying this: Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you.
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you.
But in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me.

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