the nature of reality~

i read this article in last week's TIME bout the US. Presidential Elections, that if Barack Obama were running for office in Asia, he might not be where he is now....

it says that, although Asia's vast ethic diversity means we're forced to confront the very real & many differences -Cultural, political, economic- that exists among us, these differences sometimes erupt in violence.

At least half the world's armed conflicts are in Asia, of which, nearly all ethnic-based. But the bigger reason why Asians dont focus on commonality is because their societies don't encourage it.

In many countries, ethnic divisions are institutionalized.. strict laws governing what one race can or cannot do.

In largely homogenous Japan, it's extremely difficult for a non-Japanese to become a citizen even if born there... In Malaysia, an affirmative-action program gives preference to Malays over the country's sizable Chinese & Indian populations in everything from university places to government contracts.

Leaders argue that these kinds of measures help maintain harmony. Maybe so, but its a superficial harmony that reinforces stereotypes n hinders the creation in the long run of genuine tolerance & understanding.

In Asia, it is acceptable to be racist, or at least unapologetic about being so.
In Asia, race is your face...

According the TIME correspondents around the region, when Asians look at Barack Obama, they see, above all else, a black man. And most are convinced that Americans will not, in the end, choose an African-American as its leader- simply cause it has never been done before. That the President of the United States should be white is a truism....

To Asians, its enough to say that Obama doesn't look "presidential" enough for his assessment to be devoid of a critical examination of his values & vision.

How Obama Looks will NOT, of course, determine how he would intern govern if elected -_-

If it were not for the colour of his skin, or whether or not he looks "Presidential" enough for asians to want to vote for him, would be that he's still Democrat, & Democrats have traditionally pushed protectionism & human rights, issues uncomfortable for Asia.

However, Obama's key constituency is the U.S... yet the world has already gained from the Obama candidacy. In one sense, & one sense alone, his skin colour does matter. In Asia, it is virtually unthinkable that an individual from a minority could rise to become a national leader.

Despite what we may think of the U.S, of its hardly stellar handling of the conflicts in Iraq & Afghanistan, of its lack of oversight in the financial meltdown, the fact that Barack Obama can overcome the disadvantages associated with being black is a possibility that cannot be entertained in the same way anywhere else.

And even if he doesn't win...
thats the lesson America frames for us all, whatever our race~


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alot of my friends know my standing in terms of racial discrimination... or any discrimination for that matter be it religious or gender related~ And it does feel weird knowing that about the conservative state of Asian society~ Hopefully it'll change in the years to come...

on a lighter note, Driving school ain't that bad... drivin is fun, occasionally i pull a crazy Taxi n get screamed at by the instructor, otherwise i'm like Paul Walker doin a 2Fast2Furious bit with the Land Rover~

the ppl there are from all walks of life... but its mainly split into 3 grps, the cheena neenas, the Mat yo yos, and the white boys... but we all get along just fine, everyone's just hangin out with everyone else... i love the diversity there~

i learn a vast vocabulary of vulgarities in all sorts of languages...
ccb- smelly vagina
pcb- broken vagina
lcb- old vagina
ljb- Penis face

and in a sentence, it goes something like...
"i put it to u, that you are a smelly vagina and ur face resembles that of a male genitalia!"
*bitch slaps face with glove~

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last night was off the hook, fancy ass dinner at a fancy ass place... but the emo trippin was just way too much.... halloween party next week? i dunno man, im so outt've it~

once a Ninja, always a Ninja~

i got 2 mths to get my body hawt enough for the tatt show in 2009...
imma put the sistine chapel on me & pull a Michael Scoldfield~
anyone wanna get inked with me?
anyone?

waaaaaaaaaaad!!???~

im soo outta of it~
bounce from place to place just to score points.... the shaddy Canto Bar/Ass Raping back alleys... the Deja Vu 3rd deg friends... the horrible Zouk crowd~

im dont even know wad to sayyy man...



IM SO OUT OF IT!!!!

*pulls a spazed out rat~

1700-2200hr

even though we knock off at 5... the transport van doesn't come till about a half hour later... sometimes even more~ theres not much we can do bout that, so we just stand around waitin for it to arrive, gettin all excited whenever we hear the sounds of a vehicle commin from the distance onli to cuss n swear when it turns out to be just another civilian car...

so, the van comes n sends us all to the entrance of the Airbase were we return the passes we took from during the day when this whole thing 1st began... & then its over, the day is done & we get to go home~

i cross the road i crossed from before, i see the broken bike pedal still lying there on the road, same thought still prevents me from goin over there n kickin it... i walk over to the same bus stop i alighted from in the morning, i wait for the same bus to take me back to the same place from which i had been to earlier on...

and of course, by now everyone's done with work so the buses are packed and no one ever moves to the back, so sometimes it takes nearly twice as long to head back then to get here... but when i do manage to get on the same bus from which i had initially taken during the day... from there on, proceed the same way from whence i came to go home~

i get home.. i undo my boots n dump my shit by the side of the door... i take my clothes off, head to the shower and just, melt under the stream of water for a couple of mins before i start doing any actual 'Showering'...

by now, the time's probably 8pm... i eat my dinner & stumble to my room n turn my pc on... no one's home yet, which is normal... i think about wad an incredible waste of my time the day was... i think about all the wonderful things i could have done had i not been stuck there.

its all just one big waiting game.... waiting for the bus, waiting in que, waiting for the food, waiting for the day to end....

and for wad?
u sometimes forget wad ur purpose is when ur stuck in a job like this...

i want my frustration heard, everyone thinks i have the dream vocation.... claiming how great it is to be slackin about while everyone else is out in the jungle gettin their asses handed to them~

i dont think its that great at all -_-

so i think to myself, how can i sound out my utter disdain towards this whole situation thats happening...
then it hits me...
i collect my thoughts for a min.. and then i begin...


"everyday, i wake up before sunrise... i make my way to the bathroom in the dark, i take a bath.. i get changed... i head down to the bus stop n off to the train station often passin lots of school kids & workin adults rushin to be on time, squeezin thru people...
squeezin thru me......"

0730-1700hrs~

the 0730hr bus arrives indubitably at 0730hrs and leaves at 0735hr sharp.... there had been a number of close calls regarding my punctuality, but i guess i've just been lucky~

from there, its another 15-20mins of road... pass air strips & runways, going deeper into the estate~ we alight at the last stop n walk about a quarter of a mile to our HQ... u can tell its ours from the giant neon sign that reads:"HOLIDAY INN"

*there is no giant neon sign...

at 8 o'clock we have roll call then a short briefing, both of which lastin maybe 10mins tops... and then we go to the NSF room where we take out our PSPs and start racing each other on BURNOUT~

sometimes i get bored so i head over to the UNO table for a couple of hands... then i go back to my PSP. i was 3 quarters done with DA VINCI CODE but it gets harder n harder for me to read when i have like 2 movies in my PSP to watch~

occasionally we'd be called thru the P.A. to go sweep some room or clear the garbage... tats pretty much about it~ the rest of the day's spent sleepin and playin Battle Ship~

Food arrives at around noon, i'm usually the 1st one to see wad's for lunch n report back to the rest of'em, majority of whom, still engrossed in their Portables~ we'd head to the pantry n eat whilst watchin the senior team bitch about how shitty the meals are in dialect... cussin at how bad the chicken is or how the rice isn't cooked..

*just eat it n shut up...

everyone speaks mandarin in there... they speak dialect even more... i cant comprehend it~ i'd just stare at'em in hopes they'll enlighten me..

or just get outta my face~
i realise how uncivilized us males can really be at times~

its back to the same routine again after lunch... sometimes i'd take a nap, or i'd just wander around the compound lookin for insects to toss into the pond...
eventually, time goes by.... & by 1700hrs, its time to leave...

0530-0730hrs~

everyday, i wake up before sunrise... i make my way to the bathroom in the dark, i take a bath.. i get changed... i head down to the bus stop n off to the train station often passin lots of school kids & workin adults rushin to be on time, squeezin thru people...
squeezin thru me~

"hey now... take it easy~"
i say it to them with my eyes as they pass me an anxious glance~

i exit at Eunos and stroll to the bus stop to take yet another bus... i pass a line of old ppl hu que up there every morning for reasons i've never really bothered to figure out, pass a 7-Eleven with the emo dude inside & a shop that claims to sell $1 fried rice for breakfast~

which reminds me, i gotta try tat one day...

its not long before the bus arrives, n its usually boarded by all the Airforce and Civil Defence guys with long faces n short... short hair~ its the 2nd stop from the interchange, so i often get the privillage of having a seat...

for a good 15-20 mins, the bus weaves in & out, out & in... passin wood work factories n Car dealership along the way before reachin the stretch of millitary structures just opposite a Driving school~ i alight soon after n cross the road where a broken piece of a motorcycle pedel still remains untouched in the middle of the road for quite some time now....

im always tempted to give it a playful kick in hopes a car would drive over it and an abrupt scene would comence for my amusement... but i never did, mom taught me well to not play a fool on the road~

i enter the base n exchange my ID for a Visitor's Pass... then proceed to the x-ray room wear they scan my belongings & person for explosives n the such~ once that's done, i make a left to the waiting area to await the 0730hr bus. . . .

how u like them apples~

i start of by to seriously doubting the pay system of the Singapore Armed Forces compared to that of the RSAF, the Navy.. shit, even the Police Force n think, "dude... is tat all?"

it ain't fair man... we Ninjas take so much shit n this is it? u toss us into random slots of units where neither of us are(nor will ever be..) proficient in, when those who wanna rock n roll are stuck diggin up pavements???

get the fk outta heeere -_-

time check: 0536hr~
my day is done so imma crash.
tomoro night (or rather tonight...) we be rollin to the keeey-s to parrrtayyyy~

"what's a RocknRolla?
it's not about drugs, drums, and hospital drips, oh no. There's more there than that, We all like a bit of the good life - some the money, some the drugs, other the sex game, the glamour, or the fame.
But a RocknRolla... he's different...

Why...?

Because a real RocknRolla wants the fucking lot~ "


*que bad ass music intro~



i fkin luv the English accent~
soddin wankers...

as i was saying...~

idunno what's been up with this weather lately.... dark clouds hoverin over but never doing any actual Raining.. and when it does, its one of those bursts of rain thats over in 5mins...

not tat it annoys me tat much... but come on, make up ur mind (hu ever it is tat controls weather movements.. be it mother nature or god or wadever...) in the event of rain we cant really do anything (not that we had anything to do to begin with-_-) so i spent the time watchin "Wall-E" & "The Devil Wears Prada" on my PSP to pass the time...

Wall-E's just the sweetest show ever... i dunno how many times i went "awwww~" in my head, feelin all soft n gay on the inside... TDWP on the other hand was a cool, story-like film bout fashion n life i suppose... not the best of movies but it had tat "i-can-relate-to-the-character" touch to it... which was.... well.. nice~

the rest of the day's spent with loads of reading and eating... couple of times i'd head out to the ol'rusty chin-up bar at the backyard to pull afew... tats about it~ get back, watch some TV, use the computer, lift some weights (yeah i know, idont believe it myself sometimes..) then by 10-ish i crash n the whole thing starts all over again...

right now, i dont even know if im complaining or just sharing stuff about my day... seems mundane enough, yet something's missing~ its like i get this feeling tat theres tons of stuff im suppose to do, but im trapped here doing nothing~ and that anxiety just lingers thru out the day....

i'm afraid my body's gettin used to this lifestyle of bummin around & not doing anything.... soon, i'll become one of those guys tat stays at home all day & chats with his online friends he met in MapleStory -_- cause when "leveling-up" becomes more important than talkin to girls, u know u've hit a new low & i dont ever wanna be like tat~

anyway, on a different note.... certain other things that i've happened to be just thinkin about while sittin around n shit...

-Asians are super, super unfriendly-_- they always give me this awkward vibe, a subtle body language thing if u will... the way their eyes dart about cautiously... like im going to rape them or something.... i guess its just our conservative up-bringing tat limits our trust of another human being~
somebody should do something about tat... im just saying~

-i've said it once, twice, thrice.. shit i've said it in like every 3-5 posts...
ACCENTS ARE SOOoooOOooo HAWT~ well, to be specific, the tone of the voice plays apart too... i hate girls with tat annoying high pitched, act-cute voice.. especially when we guys know ur faking it... no one sounds THAT "Cute", besides its a major turn of.. i dont get why some of u girls think it appeals to us when clearly it doesnt, at least not to me~ if u wanna get krindged at by ppl everytime u say something, then yeah by all means~

-going back to the previous post bout the bus driver and the kid.. perhaps the bus driver was just doin his job u know.. maybe the SBS DID have some kinda counting system tat prevented him from lettin tat kid onboard... maybe he recognized the kid from b4 n knew wad he was up too.. (although tat seems kinda unlikely..-_-)

u know wad, i cant see any reason y he couldnt just give the kid a break.... your an adult u should know better!!

this just goes back to ppl in this country being selfish assholes... be considerate u insusceptible whores~ just cause ur older dont make u better than everyone else.. n just cause ur young dont mean u can get away with doing stupid shit either~

grown ups listen to ur kids, kids teach ur parents... works both ways but i find this one direction better~

keep to that n the world will be a better place....



at least till 2009~



fuckin prudes -_-

striped green shirt + blue pocket shorts~

there was this one time i got on a bus headin home, i found a seat near the front & sat down... there was this lil boy, maybe around 10years old or something... he went up to the bus driver n asked him something...

i couldn't hear wad he said but i assumed tat he didn't have any money n was askin the driver if he could board the bus anyway, cause the driver's reaction a hostile one.. he waved his hands about n he shoo-ed the kid off, saying something like..

"no! no! You dun come n use this trick!"
or something like tat...

so then the lil boy ran back down & i guess waited for the next bus to come...

this all happened like within 10 secs before i realized wad was actually goin on and i thought to myself, why didn't the driver just let the kid in? he probably just forgot his cash n wants to go home... its not like its $10 a ride, its fifty five friggin cents~ the driver doesn't get any commission either... so wads the big deal?

clearly this 10 year old isnt capable of contemplating such an elaborate scam to cheat the SBS of 55cents -_- just let the boy hitch a ride, would tat have been so terrible? i think he would've just gotten of at the first few stops anyway... he couldn't possibly be going to some unfamiliar route far far away, i dont think his mom would let him travel tat far~ his house is probably just a few blocks away, he's probably taken this bus a dozens times in the past...

so the one time he doesnt have enough money (for wadever reason he might, have seeing as how he's onli a kid n kids loose things all the time) he doesnt get a break?

i dunno if its the bus driver who's being an asshole... or maybe the world's just out to get him... but damn... i remember when i was a little n everything in the world would scare me... this one time, when i was at the grocery store with my mom, my hand was itchy so i picked up an orange from the rack n squeezed it cause tat was wad kids would do right, we'd squeeze fruits for fun... then the lady from the store saw me n she was like...

"xiao di, bu yao dong ah"
the direct translation of course would be: "Little boy, dont touch ah or i'll eat yo face!~"

n i just freaked out... i ran back to my mom n hid myself from the mean ol'fruit lady~

now, i dunno about other kids these days but i hated adults like these.. goin round scarin lil children n wad not... i was a kid, i didnt know the rational behind alot of things so we'd get ourselves in trouble alot... but grown ups like that are just mean...

these are adults hu aren't patient enough to explain to kids how the world works... & its because of this that children hang out with bad company n do drugs n shit~ its cause the adults act like FOols...

i've met alot of these crazy adults in my life... and because of that i've decided to be NICE to children~ by nice i dont mean buyin them candy... i mean not being an asshole just cause ur older... i mean, lookin out for them cause they dont know better...

their children man...
YOU as adults should know better-_-


to the little boy on the bus... there are people hu give shit about u, so dont do drugs~

to the driver of the bus...
go Fuck yrself~