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i hate the videos about how farm factories torture chickens. it traumatises me. seriously.
to anyone reading this, please, never send me those shit. not even emails with pictures or whatever fuck. leave me be. i love KFC and Macs. if you don't, fuck u and leave me alone.
in fact, i've received those mails from ex classmates and i suspect they think its funny to let other ppl view those sick pictures of chickens or whatever animals being tortured and all. so much for the universal spirit of sympathy and concern for animals that are tortured. if they had really cared about the animals, they wouldn't send those pictures around. i base this theory on the following: if u had a picture of an abused child, you don't send the picture around and ask ppl to help. and if ppl who really loved animals didn't want to let the animals get abused, they'd think the same way. how is sending me an email and allowing me to be 'aware' of the situation going to fucking help the chickens.
and seriously, who gives a fuck about chickens when there are millions of children starving in Sudan. or the poor kids in Africa who have AIDS. and here in Singapore, school kids who have to resort to drinking tap water because they have no money for lunch.
so to all the hypocrites out there, i think ur the biggest fucking group of crack whores in the world. get a life.
posted by Maoster 8:13 AM

one of the most mind boggling questions in life can be very tricky indeed.
it's silly enough to ask your husband/boyfriend to buy a diamond ring for you, worse still is the increasing trend for women to ask their future husbands the question of "if your mum and i fell into the sea, who would you rescue?".
like seriously, i can't believe women still ask this question. clearly, i think it is morally and instinctively right to save someone's mother, whoever the someone is.
*sigh* so much for 21st century financially and emotionally independent women.
not all that glitters is gold, and not all that sparkles is diamond. and baby, we'll save your mum together~
posted by Maoster 8:56 PM

listening to music in the dark. blinds are moving softly in the wind. trying to enagage my life with a non-existing group of reader.
there is no beat. no movement. only my fingers on the keyboard.
posted by Maoster 6:12 AM

its friday night.
and im sitting here, thinking about the meaning of life.
haven't soaked myself in the tropical rain in the longest time. didn't get around to buy chocolates to go along with a nice movie. planned for a while to go to hollandV. can't remember the last time i did anything.
went jogging last night, and failed absolutely. got to the central library and stopped. took a bus back. legs ache like hell since this morning. been surfing the internet and looking at various assorted stuff.
can't stop the ol' sun from shining, or whatever makes the world go round.
can't do anything, can't stop anything, can't think of anything.

blimey~
posted by Maoster 6:07 AM

if anyone is reading this and cares that my bday is coming, buy me douglas adams' "hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy". hardcover.
lost that book, or prob lent it to some dick who didn't return it. that motherfucker.
been meaning to re-read that book for the #187713 time.........i've even tried looking under my sister's bed...
posted by Maoster 7:00 AM

am i genY? seriously.. but i sure as hell don't act genY

speaking of which, weekend was good. niece was awfully naughty but i love her so its fine. didn't go to botanical gardens to see 'fish fish' (like my niece says it), so i was a wee bit disappointed.

have had nearly 5 invitations to join friendster. why would i get 5 invitations? i mean.. they all know me so im the link so its fundamentally 1 link right? i din even bother. friendster had better die out soon.

ah ick seems to be having a bad life again. come veeesit me, instead of doing all the shitass reports day in day out. it sucks dude.

had a damn bad dream last night! dreamt that i was in pgp.. or at least i was on the internal shuttle bus on the way back to pgp and the bus went off the road and plunged straight into a valley. it made me so nervous and shitscared i must have been like all stiff on bed in reality. worse still, i got really scared at the thought that i was going to die from a crash in pgp. but anyway as dreams have it i didn't so i survived, only to discover to greater horror that nus had converted all slopes to staircases. now that, is a nightmare. well anyway i think this horrible dream has been a breakthrough so i think my 'top5 hate list' has 'nightmares' at number 3. georgie's mart is climbing up the list quickly after the weekend, and looks to have potential to enter the top10 by the end of the semester.

for some reason i've become quite determined to visit india at least once in this life. got to do with my singapore-india module.

oh btw, wq says that the mcdipper/mcfish dips/fish dippers or whateverfuck they call it @ macs sucks. oh plus its $3.10 for 6 pieces of finger food, but does come with bbq, tartar and guess what!!!wasabi !!!!!!!!!!! maybe its meant to cater to the japanese crowd but man, i don't think those cruel people will eat preserve-fish-deep-fried- with the gawd-awful-forbidding wasabi. yup.
posted by Maoster 7:54 PM

i can't believe that my singapore studies class is discussing on whether we'll have a female PM. i mean, how dumb can u get.
posted by Maoster 7:07 AM

i hope this will come out right.
i don't have a maid at home. fortunately for my mother, we (mainly my father. in fact, only my father) help out sometimes.

what is it that is making singaporean women employ a maid for $400-$600 a month? is that amount reasonable in a dual-income family?
on top of financial concerns, why in the fucking world would anyone ant to employ a total stranger to live in your house 24/7 so that she can help out with the housechores?
in his 1983 national day rally, then PM Lee emphasized on the unintended consequences of promoting education and employment for women. as a result, women were not making enough babies and this was detrimental to society.
now in the span of 10 years since '83, it seems that this problem has become larger in singapore.

if women have lost this 'biological' advantage, doesn't it compromise the status of women more now that we don't even want to do househchores?
in the 38 years since independence, the role of women has changed tremendously.

point is, if you don't want to have kids/make babies/propagate(?), then what good as a woman are you if you don't even want to involve yourself in housechores?

im saddened by this social illness in Singapore. women must do what women should do.

posted by Maoster 10:47 AM

ah.. friday's deepavali. heading home tomorrow night.. *bliss*
i recently found out that the Serangoon Road/Little India Light-up for Deepavali is exclusive to Singapore! and that's one of the reasons why STB thinks tourist like to go there. point ah.. if it were exclusive to Singapore, it simply means that we made it up and India, the land of all indian, does not have this whole Light-up ceremony. i can't figure if we'r just lame or plain nuts.
there hasn't been a drop of rain here in the republic (of nus).
had a weird dream during the afternoon nap. was tossed onto a train and it was travelling backwards in lightning speed. its was horrible, i was basically screaming my ass off in the dream.

i still maintain my stand: PRCs are motherfucking scums
posted by Maoster 9:36 AM

read my dear ah ick's blog. never felt her sadness so vivid.

tho i do think it's the human way of doing things. to mourn at a loss, and then move on.

until recently, i've been a fairly hopeless wreck. i did what i was expected to, had to, didn't want to. i went to good schools, played in school teams, met the most brilliant people around, thought i found happiness, did the most conventional things. but before uni, i drowned my life in worldly pleasures and ungodly activities. i worried my parents sick. i didn't care to repent.

maybe age is catching up with me, ha. i value my family now more than life itself. i dunno how exactly it happened. it just did. one day, WHAM! hit me like a truck on a freeway. not matrix style, nothing fancy, accident free. and im glad it did. it has been hard to start from ground zero, but im loving every minute of it now.

to my dear ah ick, for you, i pray that you find your happiness soon, your own field full of sunshine where rabbits make love and run free. tho i know u hate the image of rabbits making love. i know you can do it, always have had.



posted by Maoster 7:21 AM

its one fucking busy week. i hate it.

but of cors ive had a question at the back of my head for the past few days. rewards for anyone who can give me an answer....

why are my panties so crumpled when i hand wash them and hang them to dry??? (that is, they get all crumpled when they are dry).

need to see ah ick soon. need a holiday. need a life.
maybe i just need a fag.
posted by Maoster 5:24 AM

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