it’s really nice bringing smiles to people’s faces. especially when they’ve been abandoned and left to rot at old folks home
i followed my dad and his company to an old folks home somewhere in hougang to celebrate CNY with the folks there last saturday. we might be early, but it’s never too early to bring joy and happiness to them
with this photo below, my perception of senior people have changed. well, just a tiny weenie bit 
I LIKE HER HAIR
i would have to change myself.
many a times, we blame people for not making things happen. for me, i need to stop making things happen so people will get off their couches and move
if i may, i’ll use this photo as my motivation
read the highlighted words
are you ready to change yourself?
cause i am
it wasn’t just a reality show. it was more. it was like a fusion of beyond belief and survivor.
like most reality show, there were 8 contestants vying for the top prize of a million dollars, these contestants had to fight and lug their way to it. over the course of 9 days, contestants had to put up with what was to come. with midnight challenges to determine who goes home, it wasn’t about strength.
As the host explained, it was about guts.
there were a total of 8 different rooms in one building. each spray painted with a number in red. like survivor, each contestant would be given a place to bunk in. but in every room, there is a red circle, that was also spray painted in red. contestants were expected to sleep in these red circles every night.
I was one of them. One of the unsuspecting contestant that wanted that million bucks badly. i was forced into this when my mum said i needed to do something useful with my life. that was when we came across this show. she said that if i won this show, i can do whatever i wanted with my life; and she wouldn’t be there to disturb it.
when they announced that i was bunking in room 3, was I supposed to be happy or sad? nonetheless, i had no choice regardless of my emotions
as i stepped into my room, i was set aback by what was inside. desks and chairs arranged like what you would see in primary schools. there were pencil boxes and incomplete maths homework left on the table. but there wasn’t any children insight.
immediately i knew something was wrong. where were the children? as i continued walking in, i heard whispers all around the room. one of it was, “teacher won’t be happy if we don’t complete our work…” it was the children’s whisper. but, where were they? subconsciously, i knew they weren’t just any whispers.
it was whispers in my head.
midnight. it was time for the midnight challenge. we were all waiting in the middle of the field, that was lit up by one torchlight. cue the host’s explanation of the game.
he said, “by now, you would have realised that you’re not alone…”
i think this blog has been dead for long enough! i’ll just post up what’s been in my head lately.
i’m not sure about you, but for me, i discriminate people based on experience only. it obviously isn’t fair if i discriminate someone different for no particular reason. it’s totally unfair to the person at the receiving end
the remarks i make is against other races or whatnot is because of what they do; and what i observe from it. it’s quite strange that all my encounters are always on a particular race and as such, cause a stereotype.
like we represent our family name and stuff, we should also be ambassadors of our race.
my two cents worth.
(ps- i did have an encounter today; and he was non-chinese. duh.)
the tshirts are in! and syad owes me money hahaha
the package
i’ll show you another time what’s in the package. as for now, here’s what we (jerome, richmond and i) got for jonald’s 18th birthday present
a pink dog. there are hidden meanings to it
