Appletown
s t a r m | s t February 27th, 2008
Sister’s picture compilation.
I have an apple and you have two,
You give me an apple and I have one.
I eat one apple, and give one back to you.
I don’t have any apples, you still have two.
Archive for February, 2008
Stalker [I mean Me]
s t a r m | s t February 26th, 2008
When one blogs, anything and everything that happens can be blogworthy.
After meeting some people for coffee at Science Park post-workshop ["Welcome to Geekland, where geeks roam free without getting stoned and speaking in l33t is encouraged," said him when I commented on the state of the place], I made my way home on the bus when a man sitting behind me started picking up another man.
“Take peektures!! Blog it!!” said BFF, very 38-ly, when I smsed him about it.
Indian man cornered the other by casually asking for the time and then moving in veeeeerrryyyy close to the man, like face-to-15cm-apart-face-close [not shown in picture obviously since I missed the moment].
Indian man went as far as to touch and caress the other’s thigh repeatedly and nudge his leg suggestively against his. The other man started crossing his arms in defense and inching to the corner but was still polite.
A quiet moment. Perhaps he was contemplating his next move?
They were still on the bus when I got down half-hour later. I wonder what happened next.
NUS Arts Fest
s t a r m | s t February 24th, 2008
As part of this year’s NUS Arts Festival, Very Special Arts Singapore is organising a special concert to promote the creative power in people with disabilities by working with the various special schools and associations to put up a grand performance on a national scale for the first time.
Tickets are available on www.GATECRASH.com.sg or via GATECRASH hotline 6222 5595. You may also purchase the tickets at The Substation Box Office, all Singpost branches and S.A.M Kiosks. Tickets are priced at $20, $10 and $8 (exclude Gatecrash booking charges of $1).
Please note that there is no concession for students, nation servicemen and senior citizens. Group discount of 10% is applicable for purchases of 10 tickets ad above in a single transaction and only through GATECRASH hotline 6222 5595 only.
Performances by participating organizations/ artists:
1. Metta School Chinese Orchestra
2. Canossian School Percussion Band
3. MINDS Towner Gardens Hip Hop Dance Group
4. MINDS Taiko Drums Group
5. APSN Chaoyang School Hip Hop Dance Group
6. APSN Delta Senior School Contemporary Dance Group
7. D’Passion Wheelchair Dance Group
8. SADeaf XTOMIC Song Signing Group
9. SADeaf Hip Hop Group
10. Azariah Tan (pianist with hearing impairment)
11. Lily Goh (percussionist with hearing impairment)
We hope to see you at the concert and join us in supporting these artists! Do book your tickets early to avoid missing out on this great performance!
Two
s t a r m | s t February 19th, 2008
Random two [edited].
2nd week.
.. and I am already clocking 12 hours a day. *cries*
There goes any form of social life. *cries more*
2 kids.
Was having dinner when this lil kid of kindy age came up, asking me if I would like to buy his chinese newspapers. I scanned around the cafeteria. He was alone. He was alone, he looked tired and uncomfortable, and his speech sounded like he is suffering from severe hearing loss [but methink it is more likely to the lines of no proper schooling and teaching, thus sounding so delayed].
Where are his parents? I wondered. Did they make use of him to garner sympathy for money? Or are they busy working elsewhere and needed him earn a little more to survive?
I was angry, and not just a little sad. Told myself not to jump to conclusions.
For some strange reason, I was reminded of this kiddo I saw in Melbourne.
Daddy put him on a leash, like a dog. Urgh.
A Spot of Bother
s t a r m | s t February 17th, 2008
Just a short wee one for now. Tired and blank.
Sister’s picture compilation.
Singapuke-ah
s t a r m | s t February 12th, 2008
This is darn hilarious!
An excerpt:
In 1819, an Englishman named Inspector Sir Sergius Wat Zhiwen from Raffles Institution stumbled upon Temasek, mistakenly thinking it to be New Jersey. In his drunken state, he signed a document granting the British Empire possession of Temasek, a handover that greatly annoyed all the other colonies and the Empire as a whole. Britain paid minimal attention to Temasek, even going so far as to allow casual day in Temasek when India was refused it till 1934. Unable to correctly pronounce “Temasek”, Raffles motioned to rename the island “Snog A Wh*re”. After the proposal was rejected three times by the British parliament, Raffles eventually relented and renamed the island Singapore.
NC18
s t a r m | s t February 10th, 2008
I am very ill. He is very hungover-ed. Then came this inane conversation.
Cowboy Caleb: hey i got an idea how you can traumatize your doctor [dentist] tomorrow
starm|st: -_-”
starm|st: whaaaatttt
starm|st: i’ll cough in his face when he checks my teeth
Cowboy Caleb: you know how clinics are always nippy cold???
On Forgiveness
s t a r m | s t February 8th, 2008
Forgiveness is an act of the will, and this will can be exercised regardless of the temperature of the heart.
- Paster Leong
Tokyo Misadventures
s t a r m | s t February 5th, 2008
Poor sister. I don’t know how she did it.
Sister’s picture compilation.
Open The Floodgates
s t a r m | s t February 3rd, 2008
the bright light shone on his cheeks, creating grooves and shadows across his face as he swayed to the music. his jacket swished around gently, his fingers clamped confidently onto the microphone as he led the rest in singing. i stood a distance away from the stage, looking, no, staring unblinkingly at him. it felt as though someone punched me hard in my stomach. my mind whirled days weeks months past, crazily shakily back and forth the mobius strip.
he looks exactly like how i imagine you will look in three years’ time.
i wonder what you are doing right now; if you are smiling in your sleep, or in your car driving somewhere, if you are having a meal indoors safe from the rain, if you are holding or being held, if you are being loved.
what a change two hours brought in me - and in those hidden moments there resides a pain from the past, the intensity slashes through my self bringing back all the heartbreak the memories the tears. i think i was there but i was not. there was the speaker, there was my friend, and there were all the people. i was there yet i was not, and it was because of you, him, you, up there on the stage.
today service hurts so bad, in such a different way.
