Every year, around this time, I feel like a little mouse(it's just an example) that is lost in the huge world. It seems as though this month has estranged me from the world, from people especially. I feel all self-conscious and quiver at the sight of someone trying to fathom my motives whenever I was in a shop.
Okay, so maybe all that was an exaggeration, but I do feel nervous whenever the thought of having to leave home to get stuff invades my mind. Why feel nervous only during this time? Well, in case you guys didn't know, 'this time' actually refers to the fasting month, or rather Ramadhan.
It's uncomfortable whenever the fasting month comes around. You see, I'm not a Muslim nor do I fast, but I do look like one (fortunately or unfortunately. In this case, slightly towards the latter). Don't get me wrong, I'm no racist, nor do I have an issue with the Muslim community or any sort. I just have an issue with all the assuming that going on, and being accused of something that I'm not.
I don't want to sound all negative (and I'm not accusing all Muslims to being judgmental) but I'm really sick and tired of being stared at, as though I'm a spawn of Satan, whenever I go into MacDonald's to buy myself an ice cream sundae.
I bet most of you would go "Aiyah, just eat lah. Care for what... You not Malay, so no need to worry about eating in public".
Well, apparently, that's where you're wrong. When I tried to heed that advice a couple of years ago, I was smacked by an old lady with her umbrella for eating ice cream at a bus-stop. Despite the many attempts to explain that I was not a Muslim, all I got back was a nasty glare by those at the bus stop, and a few curses from the old lady. Being hit for nothing when I'm the innocent party.
And then there were the countless times where annoyed staffs decided to confront or rather interrogate me as to why I'm not fasting and still had the nerve to order food in public. Not only would I get bad service, but they'd also shake their heads as they dismiss my reason as a lame excuse.
I can't eat, drink or buy food whenever it's not time for break fast. I don't intend on hanging my I.C around my neck wherever I go, but I don't think it's fair for people like me to be held back from ordering food just because we look like a Muslim.
Stop assuming and go live your own life.
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Susan Boyle
I can't believe my eyes and ears! She really show how idiotic we are, as we still judge by the covers of the book, in this case, her looks. But once she opens her mouth and sings, even Simon Cowell goes all dreamy!
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Monday, March 02, 2009
And the colour race never ends
We see them everywhere.
They're the jerks who pushed you off the swing when you were a kid; they were the ones who tugged at your hair when you were with your toys; they were the ones who stomped on your sandcastle even though you spent ages building it; they were the ones who threw spiteful remarks about your skin colour and hair; they were the ones who made crude remarks about your parents and heritage; and the list goes on...
These are the fools who throw their lives around without realizing how much of an impact they had done to others.
I can't help but look back at how dreadful my youth had been, with my ears being deafened by the rude comments made about my skin colour, my heritage, and even being accused for things that I didn't do.
At the tender age of six, I received my first racial remark about my skin colour. Being that young, I thought the kid had issues with himself and so I didn't bother. But as I grew older, it became more and more aware of the remarks made by the majority about the minority, and became more and more confused as to why this was happening.
I once got called up by a teacher because I dissed some shop in Causeway Point for laying a racist remark about Indians in front of me, thinking that I had no clue as to what she was saying in Mandarin. She was so wrong.
Just a few years back, I used to hate myself for being a few darker tones than the majority. I lost confidence and become more self conscious. It was like an obsession. And it was all because of the racist remarks that I got just by being darker skinned.
But a few years later, I realized that all this bullshit was pretty much a waste of time. Like me or hate me, I don't give a bloody damn about it. Ooooh look, I'm rolling my eyes at you.
I used to sneer whenever someone complimented on Singapore being a cosmopolitan country. True enough, Singapore is doing a remarkable job in attracting foreigners over, but things don't seem to be getting anywhere near being "over" over Racism.
I'm not saying that all majorities are racists. Well, this isn't really about Racism either, just some parts. Read on and you'll get what I mean.
Well, we can't really blame Singapore though. Because everyone makes mistakes. And with about six billion people on Earth, we're bound to affect those around us. And some of us may even take things to a whole new level. Why? Because amongst us, there are jerks who not only find the joy in tormenting us with harsh racial critics, but they think it's cool. These are the jerks who shun empathy and disregard others. Why?
Well, just take a moment and look through them. You'll notice that at the bottom most pit of their heart, they think they're better than you. You see, once they get the kick of insulting you, they get addicted to it, just like how one can get addicted to marijuana. And once the insults start, it never ends, because with this title of superiority, it boosts their ego and gives them this mindset that they're not only better than you, but the world. In fact, they think everyone owes them a living. And they don't really care you who are, they're just ever ready to stomp hard on you and your friends.
And if you're of a different skin tone than them, more like of the minority type, it gets worst. Because they'll throw in racist remarks, sometimes which makes no sense at all, just for the kicks of it.
Now you you're of a darker tone than the majority in Singapore, then you'd face this problem pretty often whenever you get a job. And that is, 'Do you speak Chinese?'. As much as you have in qualifications and somewhat, you're not hired, just because you couldn't speak Mandarin.
Now it is understandable that hospitals should have Mandarin/ Dialect speaking people just so that there would be no language barrier with the folks over there. But be mindful that there too are other ethnic groups who are living in the same hospital.
I went to a Food Court far from home and boy was I shocked to see the place being run by China workers. I'm not saying I dislike them or anything. But it was really hard for me to buy food because, despite being obviously darker skin tone than a Chinese, the stall vendors spoke to me in Mandarin, and I had a pretty tough and awkward time trying to understand what they were saying and at the same time, having to have them understand what I was saying.
Here comes the hard truth people, and it is, that all men and women were created equally. But we don't usually stay the same for long. Because each of us have our own way of living, and some of us work hard to strive towards our goals. Upon being successful, one learns to appreciate whatever he/she has around him, and have an acceptance of good justice and equality.
And to those who feel like they're superior, this is the time where they would leech off of society. Because by doing nothing, the attention soon dies away from them. They start becoming all bitter because at the end of the day, it is their title of superiority that keeps them from becoming anything at all.
Their title of superiority has in turn taken a toll on them and by becoming nothing, it means that all their "achievements" have slowly slipped into the drain. Wasted.
So my dear friends, the next time you think of stepping up to the plate to being someone more superior than your peers, look over your shoulders and see if anyone's backing you up. If there isn't then that means that you have wronged somewhere. Let it go, and ensure that it does not repeat itself. Because you never know if you might willingly step into the dark side of becoming a nobody.
A little "joke" I found off of Ash's blog.
black man says to white man.
"When i was born,I black
When i grow up,I black.
When i go up in the sun,i black
When i scared,i black.
When i sick,i black.
When i bruise,i black.
And when i die,i still black.
but you white folks,
"When you born,you pink.
when you grow up you white.
when you go in the sun,you red
when you cold,you blue.
when you scared,you yellow.
when you sick,you green.
when you bruised,you purple
And when you die you grey.
SO WHO YOU CALLING COLOURED?
Loves.
They're the jerks who pushed you off the swing when you were a kid; they were the ones who tugged at your hair when you were with your toys; they were the ones who stomped on your sandcastle even though you spent ages building it; they were the ones who threw spiteful remarks about your skin colour and hair; they were the ones who made crude remarks about your parents and heritage; and the list goes on...
These are the fools who throw their lives around without realizing how much of an impact they had done to others.
I can't help but look back at how dreadful my youth had been, with my ears being deafened by the rude comments made about my skin colour, my heritage, and even being accused for things that I didn't do.
At the tender age of six, I received my first racial remark about my skin colour. Being that young, I thought the kid had issues with himself and so I didn't bother. But as I grew older, it became more and more aware of the remarks made by the majority about the minority, and became more and more confused as to why this was happening.
I once got called up by a teacher because I dissed some shop in Causeway Point for laying a racist remark about Indians in front of me, thinking that I had no clue as to what she was saying in Mandarin. She was so wrong.
Just a few years back, I used to hate myself for being a few darker tones than the majority. I lost confidence and become more self conscious. It was like an obsession. And it was all because of the racist remarks that I got just by being darker skinned.
But a few years later, I realized that all this bullshit was pretty much a waste of time. Like me or hate me, I don't give a bloody damn about it. Ooooh look, I'm rolling my eyes at you.
I used to sneer whenever someone complimented on Singapore being a cosmopolitan country. True enough, Singapore is doing a remarkable job in attracting foreigners over, but things don't seem to be getting anywhere near being "over" over Racism.
I'm not saying that all majorities are racists. Well, this isn't really about Racism either, just some parts. Read on and you'll get what I mean.
Well, we can't really blame Singapore though. Because everyone makes mistakes. And with about six billion people on Earth, we're bound to affect those around us. And some of us may even take things to a whole new level. Why? Because amongst us, there are jerks who not only find the joy in tormenting us with harsh racial critics, but they think it's cool. These are the jerks who shun empathy and disregard others. Why?
Well, just take a moment and look through them. You'll notice that at the bottom most pit of their heart, they think they're better than you. You see, once they get the kick of insulting you, they get addicted to it, just like how one can get addicted to marijuana. And once the insults start, it never ends, because with this title of superiority, it boosts their ego and gives them this mindset that they're not only better than you, but the world. In fact, they think everyone owes them a living. And they don't really care you who are, they're just ever ready to stomp hard on you and your friends.
And if you're of a different skin tone than them, more like of the minority type, it gets worst. Because they'll throw in racist remarks, sometimes which makes no sense at all, just for the kicks of it.
Now you you're of a darker tone than the majority in Singapore, then you'd face this problem pretty often whenever you get a job. And that is, 'Do you speak Chinese?'. As much as you have in qualifications and somewhat, you're not hired, just because you couldn't speak Mandarin.
Now it is understandable that hospitals should have Mandarin/ Dialect speaking people just so that there would be no language barrier with the folks over there. But be mindful that there too are other ethnic groups who are living in the same hospital.
I went to a Food Court far from home and boy was I shocked to see the place being run by China workers. I'm not saying I dislike them or anything. But it was really hard for me to buy food because, despite being obviously darker skin tone than a Chinese, the stall vendors spoke to me in Mandarin, and I had a pretty tough and awkward time trying to understand what they were saying and at the same time, having to have them understand what I was saying.
Here comes the hard truth people, and it is, that all men and women were created equally. But we don't usually stay the same for long. Because each of us have our own way of living, and some of us work hard to strive towards our goals. Upon being successful, one learns to appreciate whatever he/she has around him, and have an acceptance of good justice and equality.
And to those who feel like they're superior, this is the time where they would leech off of society. Because by doing nothing, the attention soon dies away from them. They start becoming all bitter because at the end of the day, it is their title of superiority that keeps them from becoming anything at all.
Their title of superiority has in turn taken a toll on them and by becoming nothing, it means that all their "achievements" have slowly slipped into the drain. Wasted.
So my dear friends, the next time you think of stepping up to the plate to being someone more superior than your peers, look over your shoulders and see if anyone's backing you up. If there isn't then that means that you have wronged somewhere. Let it go, and ensure that it does not repeat itself. Because you never know if you might willingly step into the dark side of becoming a nobody.
A little "joke" I found off of Ash's blog.
black man says to white man.
"When i was born,I black
When i grow up,I black.
When i go up in the sun,i black
When i scared,i black.
When i sick,i black.
When i bruise,i black.
And when i die,i still black.
but you white folks,
"When you born,you pink.
when you grow up you white.
when you go in the sun,you red
when you cold,you blue.
when you scared,you yellow.
when you sick,you green.
when you bruised,you purple
And when you die you grey.
SO WHO YOU CALLING COLOURED?
Loves.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Look back at what you've accomplished, then leap forth towards victory
Yesterday was a night where not a wink of sleep was spared. The time used was for reflection (yes, I have this habit of reflecting. I think school has set an influence for me).
Have you ever felt satisfied with something, yet wonder if it is satisfying enough those who are around you?
That's how I have been feeling ever since I got my results. Like I said, I never really set expectations for myself, and so, I was satisfied with whatever I got. But upon realizing that I could have done better if I actually was serious enough to complete my papers during the Examinations, I feel ever so much in a sulking mood. Yes, it's no use to "cry over spilt milk" as the term goes, but it's really tough when you have relatives who do nothing but compare their child's results with yours.
I saw the disappointed faces some of my loved ones had when I showed them my result slip. I guess it was the same feeling as PSLE. On the day of PSLE, I did nothing but play basketball. I was even chased out of school because I wasn't studying.
And as much as I wanted to kick that habit away, I did the same; not being focused for my O'levels. And to top it off, the problems at home not only made me ill, but depressed and thus, unable to focus on my school work.
A bunch of excuses, many would say.
But on a brighter note, I am looking forward to the courses in mind. I do hope that I fulfill one of my resolution, that is to get into Child Psychology.
Loves.
Have you ever felt satisfied with something, yet wonder if it is satisfying enough those who are around you?
That's how I have been feeling ever since I got my results. Like I said, I never really set expectations for myself, and so, I was satisfied with whatever I got. But upon realizing that I could have done better if I actually was serious enough to complete my papers during the Examinations, I feel ever so much in a sulking mood. Yes, it's no use to "cry over spilt milk" as the term goes, but it's really tough when you have relatives who do nothing but compare their child's results with yours.
I saw the disappointed faces some of my loved ones had when I showed them my result slip. I guess it was the same feeling as PSLE. On the day of PSLE, I did nothing but play basketball. I was even chased out of school because I wasn't studying.
And as much as I wanted to kick that habit away, I did the same; not being focused for my O'levels. And to top it off, the problems at home not only made me ill, but depressed and thus, unable to focus on my school work.
A bunch of excuses, many would say.
But on a brighter note, I am looking forward to the courses in mind. I do hope that I fulfill one of my resolution, that is to get into Child Psychology.
Loves.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
The next terrorizing blogger?
If you've been sticking to Nuffnang's innit posts lately, you would have noticed something going on in there. Apparently a fellowblogger
posted "Top 10 dub things ppl do to their blog", which has undoubtedly sparked comments flying all over.
Many have felt that she was unfair in her judgment. There was even a post that was replied to her, from another blogger
who disagreed to the previous blogger's opinions.
However, the first blogger realized that things were not going well and so, she created a video, clarifying her opinions on the post. (note: turn volume to maximum as it is really soft)
I do have some agreements with both sides of the party, but what ruined it, was that the first blogger actually did the video, which entirely contradicts what she has in her post. Besdies, why so garang? Some people prefer to do things their way for their own "style", and so i guessed they can be blame isn't it? If everyone were to have the same opinions, then the world, or rather blogosphere, would have clones instead of originality.
I don't know. But what do you think?
posted "Top 10 dub things ppl do to their blog", which has undoubtedly sparked comments flying all over.
Many have felt that she was unfair in her judgment. There was even a post that was replied to her, from another blogger
who disagreed to the previous blogger's opinions.
However, the first blogger realized that things were not going well and so, she created a video, clarifying her opinions on the post. (note: turn volume to maximum as it is really soft)
I do have some agreements with both sides of the party, but what ruined it, was that the first blogger actually did the video, which entirely contradicts what she has in her post. Besdies, why so garang? Some people prefer to do things their way for their own "style", and so i guessed they can be blame isn't it? If everyone were to have the same opinions, then the world, or rather blogosphere, would have clones instead of originality.
I don't know. But what do you think?
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