Colourless

If you have been checking out my twitter and my previous post, you'd realize that I did brought up a topic about everyone on Earth being colourblind. What on Earth am I talking about? Well, it pretty much has to do with Racism.



I have always been bringing up issues about Racism that it pretty much sounds boring here. However, my friends, this entire post is about looking at racism in a different way.

What got me inspired to bring up Racism again? Let's just put it as 'Seeing and hearing too much' about it, especially from superiors whom I never expect would do so.


My opening statement for this topic: All of us are racist.

Now before you begin bombarding me with hateful comments, trying to separate yourselves from the term Racist, hear me out.

Remember the time someone asked you about another person? Not knowing his/her name, you begin describing their features; how tall they are, how they usually dress and so on.

I'm sure most of you are already thinking "What's so Racist about that?". Well, here is what makes it racist. I bet out of ten who reads this, at least 7 or 8 would have described the person, starting with the race first.

"You don't know who he is meh? The Malay boy, always wear skater shoes one lah. Got piercing here and there one. Quite tall, then always carry this and that, etc...".

To me, a racist does not necessarily mean you are someone who discriminates that certain race or cultural group.



To me, a racist is someone who draws a line between a race from another, even if it is by describing or using certain terms to describe them. In our case, the description of people is what disgust me. True enough, I am one of the many who describes someone starting with the assumed race first. However, I am trying to make an effort to change too. People do not deserve to be judged based on their skin colour or their race.

It is revolting to hear people term all Indians as Chee-ko-peks just because there have been a few cases where the Bangladeshis workers were involved in certain cases. It is even more disgusting to hear people conclude "Like all Indians" and so on. Note that this is merely an example of the terms used. I believe that there are many more racist terms that are used against innocent people.

Why am I being so aggresive against this topic? Well, I have had enough of people trying to guess my race and also, all the racist issues going on. It is definitely verbal harressment and needless to say, it is ridiculous.

How much for you to be in my shoes for a day? You'll experience the looks on people face when they hear that you are of mixed heritage, and that your dad is Indian. You'll not only get to see their facial expression change, but you'll also get to see how they begin avoiding you.


Truth to be told, Poly Life has been more smooth in terms of racist attacks from people. However, I still do get remarks from certain people about my heritage.

And for the record, the terms 'Black' and 'Negros' are equivalent to calling other races as cunts and pigs. So please stop terming people like so.


Shall we all make an effort to change then?

Colourless World

If the every one on Earth were to be colour blind, would racism stop?

Random Updates

You know what would be awesome? Owning a 'Daiso' shop.

If you've never been there, you should. Because the place is simply heavenly. You can buy stuffs, ranging from aesthetic products to kitchen ware, from stationery sets(the pens there are a steal!) to electronic items, to decorative boxes (very lovely designs, great for gifts!) to pouches and bags (I bought a laptop bag, and another smaller one for my phone!), from socks to shawls (I bought some toe socks! I miss wearing them to school!), from hats to slippers, from crackers to chocolates(the crackers are really nice, I like the spicy ones. The chocolates are just as lovely. And I tried those instant puddings and muffins and they were not bad.), from tea to bottled drinks. All from this simple Japanese shop!

And the best part? Every freakin' item is $2!


(Whaaaaat.. I told you I loved Daiso.)

I can spend at least 2 hours in there, and I have never been bored from walking around in 'Daiso'.


So just yesterday, I visited the one at Vivocity by myself (no, this is not a sign of sympathetic pleas). And after spending 2 and a 1/2 hours in there, I came out with a bag full of stuffs. And of all the items that I managed to buy, I left the shop grinning from ear to ear, because I bought myself a set of 370 pieces (with 16 different colours!) Origami papers!


I was really happy, so happy that when I got home, I took all of them out, arranged them accordingly (they were previously arranged in sets of four colours. Like white, yellow, pink, orange. Then another set of white, yellow, pink,orange. Wait, why am I even explaining this?!) and took a picture of them!





Upon seeing this, I know most of you would start counting and would jump at the moment to call me stupid because there are actually 18 colours and not 16. But the packet said 16 what.. Besides, the gold and silver only had a piece each (Why do they always give only a piece of gold and silver in every packet?).

(The gold one is above the silver, which is above the black. The reflection of it makes it look like yellow.)


And so, this is my short update. Pretty random, I know.


Oh, and while walking around Vivocity, I found this tree, and I took a picture of it. I used colured sketch in this case to edit it. I like how the sketch makes every detail of each flower stand out.




The Tree Of Life

When adding a colour isn't enough.



And these are the A-1 'balloons' that I was talking about a while ago.





I need to find time to blow them before school starts, if not they'll try up. Speaking of these 'toys' that we used to play, I miss buying boxes and boxes of sparklers.





I remember the times when my brother and I would burn the walls along the corridors, with our names. Apparently we thought it was cool to leave our 'trademark'. Then there were the times where we broke off the bits of the substance, made a trail of it from out doorstep to some other place, ending it off with a huge amount of the mashed up bits scooped together. Then we'd take some dried leaves from my mum's potter plants, use our magnifying glass to shine the Sunlight on it. The moment the leaves get lighted, we'd throw them at the trail we made. Then we'd hide for cover just in case our neighbours were around. Seeing the final 'explosion' at the end of the trail made us so happy that nothing else could bring out mood down. But soon after, we'd get scolded for leaving burnt trails along our corridor.


But it was all worth it.



And what to end this post of with another item that made my day. Jujubes.




It's not found at Daiso unfortunately. They used to have it at 7-11 but now, they can only be found at those Chinese Medicine Stores. Just in case you're wondering what these are, they're actually candy! It's chewy candy in a form of a distorted teddy bear, with sugar sprinkled all over. And it's menthol flavoured, which means it's cool and refreshing! Hahah, I have no idea why I'm advertising it, but it is definitely a lovely sweet, one of my favourite.


And no, I'm not a smoker. Just because there's menthol in it, doesn't mean I smoke. Meet me some time, then I'll give you some.



I think I wanna start my own 'origami' videos soon. I might, if time is on my side!


Loves.

Pocketful of sunshine

I've just had a really hot shower. You know there's something really unique about showers. You have the icy cold ones to wake you up, the normal one for a quick shower and the inviting hot showers, that "replenishes" your energy after your long, lousy day.

I always have the hot showers because I feel really refreshed after it, and it makes my skin feel soft, as though it got cooked. The tingling sensation of perspiration all over, after the hot shower never fails to make me feel ALIVE.

There's a huge difference though, between the warm inviting waters that make you feel all clean and happy like a baby,and the blistering hot ones that make you yelp in pain.

But the temperature of showers are different to my room temperature.

After the long shower, I reluctantly leave the toilet to go to my room. Reluctance soon leaves me as the cool azure blue of my room walls invite me in. I then fall asleep with a huge fan blowing at my face, with the air-conditioner switched on at 16 degrees.

My family thinks that I should be thrown into the hot springs in the day, and go to Alaska to sleep, in the night.


Anyways, if you didn't notice, my blog skin has changed. I'm not really pleased with this though. You see, I'm a huge blog goondu and I leave all the decorations of these kind of things to people are more professional. But as I searched on blog skins
for an appropriate one for me, I was disappointed to find skins that weren't appealing to me.
Don't get me wrong, there are talented people there like my all time favourite: Solistice. And Ink SPLASH, as well as lionheart.
But majority of the other designers are either people who tiieepe liike thiish, have the "oh,I'm so emo, join me as i face the wall and slit my wrist", or make lovey-dovey skins either about break-ups or happy endings.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD NOW?

All I want is a skin that either has colours that scream out, without having people to squint their eyes when they read my posts. Or a skin that portrays a calm, relaxing and laidback feeling, something that makes you feel warmth.

But it seems like the trend in blogskins now are revolving around love. Aren't people sick of it? Or is it just me?



Lastly, before I end this post, I'd just like to say the daily gossips with Shera and the ANNOYING ANTELOPE has been great, where we talk about idiotic girls, imitate how guys walk and actually discuss about some guy that has been staring at NATE. Hahah. Oh, and our gossips have been revolving around one particular guy lately, all I can say is that he strongly resembles a shaolin monk. But he's not bald though. Hahah