A Glorified Dedication to the Supposedly Damned

Here's to the Crazy Ones.
The Misfits. The Rebels.
The Troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes -
The One who sees things differently.
They're not fond of rules
and they have no Respect
For the Status Quo.
You can Praise them,
Disagree with them,
Quote them, Disbelieve them,
Glorify them or Vilify them.
About the One thing that you
can't do is Ignore them.
Because they Change Things.
Author Unknown

This is my code. Are you one of Them?

Is it real? Or is it only short-term?

Realization can be a funny thing. Not the Ha-Ha-roll-on-floor-laughing kind of funny but quite the opposite actually. It could smack you in the face when you least expect it. Although that pain might be reassuring to you. Again, not defining pain here in the S&M kind of way. Anyways, what was the topic again? Oh yea. Realization. Funny.

Realization comes to you in different forms throughout your lives, the idea of being aware of something is that it's totally random. To realize something cannot be forced. It must be given to you on a silver platter when God sees you are ready. In my case, i just realize how close it is to the start of O levels & i'm not freaking out yet! Last year, taking my O levels was seriously the hardest thing i ever had to do. Seriously. Around the same this last year, i was freaking out, cramming as much as i could into little noggin but as the results came out it was for nothing. All that torture. All the lost sleep. All the mind-numbing studying. Good times.

This year was in contrast to the previous. How so, you ask? Look at me. I'm blogging a week before the exams. How stressed do you think i am? Not that i didn't study throughout the whole year. It's just that i was taking a different path without even realizing it. To tell you the truth, i have not been studying as much as i hoped for. I confess to burning half a year playing games, chilling out, etc. I only started to really study only a couple of months back.

Upon looking back at that, you might think i regretted how i used up my time. You see, that's the thing. I didn't. I actually might have used up my time well. In my opinion, anyways.

God likes to play games with people. I know because i'm His little plaything. He likes to steal my lollipop & put it on the highest shelf, way out of my reach and laugh at my efforts on trying to get my lollipop back. To clear things, i am not portraying God as a bully. Not quite. I see him as a teacher & that he knows how to make me understand things.

Around a month back, i was having a mini-breakdown. I discovered time is fast running out & that i haven't really studied as much to my liking. I couldn't sleep. I was trying to find a way out. I prayed as hard as i could but no reply. No reply. Desperate as i was, i went to a friend whose name i shall not reveal. She gave me advice that i already had. Strange thing was, it works. I calmed down, sat down & studied. Hopefully i'm not jinxing myself but i feel i learn pretty quickly.

Help from my friends got me through this trying time and i realized there's nothing to be stressed about. What's the use of that? It can't even be eaten. Right now i can honestly say that come what may on my O level results, i will still stand on my two feet. Not on my knees crying. Guess what? God gave me a stepladder to reach my lollipop!

Sometimes the tools are just right in front of you, it just takes time for you to realize it's there.

GOD IS GREAT. Peace out dudes!!

Birthday Birthday... Sweet moments & bitter times?

Very strange to continue blogging when i know there's only a handful reading mine.. Oh well..

Since i might not be updating my blog because of the upcoming 'O' Levels, I wanna talk about my birthday!! And being the humble person i am, i'm gonna tell you what i want. *Grin*

Hmmm... I'm really not sure what i want though. I mean i'm seriously in need of necessities right now eg. Clothes, blah, blah.. But what i really, really want, i'm going to tell you in the most common way. By a riddle. Here it goes.

I am something you will hold close to your heart,

something that wouldn't rust or decrease in value over time.

I am something he thinks he doesn't need right now,

a thing that makes no sense or rhyme,

but will enjoy more than wealth or personal achievement.

I am under-looked like a pebble & overlooked like a huge building

I am worthless yet priceless at the same time.

What am i?

Not so easy, eh?

If you can figure it out then Hallelujah!! A perfect gift. But of course, other gifts are welcome too.
Happy thinking & Ciao~

KuaSimi?

I'm suddenly feel very patriotic right now. Why? I have been listening to alot of Singlish songs. *Smirks* For me, the Singlish language makes Singapore that edge over other countries. Let's see. We have the Merlion, which really is a freak of nature: a lion that has a fish tail for legs & constantly vomiting water. I mean, whose sick, twisted mind could have come up with that, seriously!!

We have Hossan Leong, PM Lee, MM Lee(conicidence?), famous drag queen Kumar, that Mr. Brown dude, the delicious Muttons from 98.7fm, ERP, laksa wars, our annual National Day songs, SG Superhero VR Man, our gangsters Ah Bengs, NEWater (haiz) & not forgetting Phua Chu Kang. Not sure who i missed.

From the very day this little country was named, a lot of weird, unique crap had happened to us. How Japan invaded us very easily & stupidly. I cringe at the fact when historians read our history. Also our fiasco about the merger, separation & the breakdown of the now MM Lee. But i want to focus on our unofficial language.

Singlish seeped into our daily lives without warning until we can't break the habit. Ending our sentences with 'lah' or 'loh'. It's our way of identifying who is the true-blooded Singaporean. Foreigners can learn German, or French or even Spanish. But they could never go to a school & ask for a lesson on Singlish. Not officially though. That's the beauty of it. You can only learn it on the streets, naturally. Sitting at a coffee-shop, overhearing the uncles talking loudly in hokkien.

If you really think about it, it's natural to have Singlish in our veins. You see, we don't have our own style in the fashion sense, music sense or any other senses. We even smell like them. Thankfully we don't talk like them. We can't boast about our own creation of culinary delicacies. Nor can we cheer for our talents posted in other countries. But we can flaunt our way of speaking. We are rojak. And proud of it. We steal from other people & make it our own. Even though it's obvious it's theirs, we 'die die' also won't confess the truth.

The Government orders us not to use Singlish to speak as it's an 'embarrassment'. They banned all use of Singlish in the television shows or any forms of broadcasting. I don't know about you but television became boring when PCK had to stop talking cock & Singlish. Too bad for them foreigners spend more time outside than inside their homes watching tv. As soon as they step foot on this clean & green earth, they better be prepared to be influenced by us if they really wanna experience the Singapore life. Govt says Singlish no ok but i say what's wrong with it! We must embrace all the 'Lahs' out there. Lift the Ban on Singlish on Tv!!

Ok, i admit. I'm getting too 'high' over this.

If you've noticed, i didn't really use Singlish that much on this post, but right now i'm going to over-use it. Cannot meh? You see ah, Life is more colorful if we speak with slang leh. It's just our way of life, you know. Understand or not? All you blur sotongs sure dunno one la, haiyo. Neber mind i end this with my own quote.

Being just unique doesn't mean you are useful. But doing something unique could make the difference.

Wah, Chim-ology. Viva La Singapura!!