Another Rare Blog

A Change For The Worse
That is how I am all my life.

From home to school and then to work. I have never given anyone any problems but it seems that starting from home, then school and finally at work, the people around me were constantly giving me problems instead.

Not to mention the state. Its policies and a myriad of its state-related administration blackhole. A whole slew of nonsense thrown up by the ruling "elites" (sounds a lot like idiots if you ask me).
Every bad life event that befalls me just hardens my stance against humanity. You can be sure of that. In fact I am committed to doing one bad deed every day in this EVIL-dom.

You bet, I change, starting from my life in school.

A Big "No" To Things That Runs Contrary To My Fundamentals
But the fundamentals for me remain largely unchanged. This has strengthened my resolve especially in the light of the kinda women, wimps and blimps I have been leasing places from. Oo and don't forget the foreign and local thrash!

No to all three. No to local or foreign thrash. No to the ruling idiots. No to living with people of a different ethnic group and of a Third World kind (for obvious reasons of different religious practices and habits and lifestyles).

JUST A BIG NO. Everyone has a choice as to the kinda friends and beaus they wanna keep company with or start life on.

Fuck Off, Get Out And Drop Dead
Three things I wanna say to whoever it is who is putting me in this predicament. One, FUCK OFF. Two, GET OUT and three, DROP DEAD.

Come up to me, tell me in the face you are the one and I WILL SMASH YOUR FACE TO SMITHEREENS.

Before anyone plays GOD, let us all look at ourselves real hard and good in the mirror.

Which Can Be Worse?
Once I got to know Rhemi better, his character just sucks. If not for his smaller size, I would have had a slug-out with him. He is such a wimp! Going back on his every word!

Like all the wimps I ran into. Wimps who are gays, bis or ex-gays turned straight. I am not sure which of the three categories could be worse.

The ex-gays who are now holed up with bimbs prolly would fit the worst category followed by the bisexuals. I guess they are much to be feared and loathed too.

And that just goes to show their ambivalence. Anyone who can't stand firmly behind his sexuality despite knowing better, is just someone you can't trust.

Deceit begets deceit. Then more deceit. And before you know it, you become the government of the day!

Only The Young Courting Couples And The Young Families Are Happy (For The Time Being), After That A "Happy" Marriage Just Declines When The Couples Realise Life Is More Than Just Reproduction And Conforming To Societal Norms Contrary To Their Own Knowing, Deep-Seated Gut Feel
Look at Andy. I susupect he is bisexual. So he has turned straight. But is he happy in this marriage to "The Woman"?

I don't think so. He works till late at night, usually past midnight and even on weekends. I suspect there is just something going on. "The Woman" and Ashley are left to their own devices.

So you call that a happy family life together?

Can They Say UV Is One Cause Of Cataract?
Ok so my cataract is congenital. But the medical literature has not mentioned one shred of UV being a cause.

I guess they can't because if they do, Singapore, being somewhere in the tropics would be inundated with cataract cases wouldn't we?

Maybe we are but we ain't getting the statistics.

Other Eye Ailments
On top of my cataract, I have presbyopia and my eye prescription reading has changed drastically.

Gosh that means new lenses all round and I have to resolve what I should be purchasing. Would it be a full-powered pair of lenses or one that is progressive (or what is still known as bifocal) or a strictly presbyopic pair of glasses.

Decisions, decisions, decisions. In fact, I had to revisit the eye consultant twice just so that I could get his professional opinion as to what he thinks I should do with three different sets of prescription readings.

And more money and funds for a future eye-op and what about that L2 compression thingy I had? GOD KNOWS WHAT ELSE life may throw down my way?

No Second Look Or Chance - I Just Turn My Back On Them
I have been bumping into some of the previous landlords (or whoever) I rented places from.

Psycho - his characteristic head scarf still wrapped round his head and yes that Malaysian slut of a wimp (my very first taste of a foreign place owner and what a bitter aftertaste).

He is with some security services tending to emergencies at one of our entry-exit points. Imagine someone like that working at one of our high-security places and he phishes at home!

Oo!

No Easy Search And Countless Rejections - So What If I Go For Someone Younger?
Searching for that elusive beau!

The good ones don't cross my path and I am not just talking about the good lookers but without a slight hint of personality or character. I am talking about people with both. A rare gem it seems! And yeah, most are not gay OR SO IT SEEMS.

A ploy perhaps to throw moi off their trail.

Guess I am not their type. And I also pick and choose I suppose. No need someone SO FANTASTIC but someone in between will do.

If I have to live my life alone, SO BE IT!

The hunt goes on.

First You Deny Me A School, Now If You Deny Me This As A Means To Eke Out A Living, I WILL KILL YOU!
If there is gonna be another accreditation scheme for physiotherapists or masseurs and this is gonna deny me my ricebowl further, I WILL KILL YOU

Like optometry, it is not an exact or precise science and all the paper credits and academic courses will NOT DO ANY FURTHER GOOD.

As it is and as part of our entrenched TIPU culture here, you don't usually get a good massage therapy anywhere, AT LEAST not the full works from head to toe and from front to back.

You get only part of the whole works AND sexual prostitution seems to be under the guise of a massage these days.

When I do a sports massage, it is a holistic therapy and yes, full body massage (plus a dick massage) and sex therapy if so requested, the latter being optional.

Everyone is doing it and then you wanna deny moi his?

One Lone Man Versus A Groupie And You Pick On Him? Where Is Your Sense Of Judgement?
I bought a packet of black carrot cake and proceeded to Mcdonalds to tuck into my breakfast.

Before I know it, the supervisor came round and rattled on about non-halal food being expressly forbidden to be consumed within its premises.

In fact someone even called in the police only last week, according to MR FATSO and right after that, a team of three of our blue squad members actually sauntered by. I have spotted three or more of them only a few nights ago besieging a poor lone man sitting at the void deck.

Contrast this with the groupies (of certainly more than five of different races and ages hanging out at the central courtyard right up to 2am and beyond).

Gosh I actually got out that night to see what actually goes on below the block. Other than groupies all over, two guys accompanied a gall to her home and all seemed tipsy. I understand from the punk's neighbor that they are moving out following numerous complaints.

Makes one disbelieve the kinda patrols our blue squad chooses to go on.

And yes because of the arena and the high walls (some acoustic thingy), the beep on their mobiles or their chatter actually echoes and reverberates all round in the dead of the night.

Truth is, it takes only one laughing hyena and that mirth irritates you to the bone because of the reverberation.

A Night When A Big Fight Occurred
Just like Miss Fat Gallfriend of Rhemi who purposely slams the door one night when she comes home and because the door is really hollow, it shakes. Just like when the copters hovering close to the blocks did the same thing once to my door.

In reply I did the same and she had the cheek to confront moi. On top of her other accusations that I bath in the toilet without locking the door (I never once did and she had never come round that close except Rhemi).

In the first place, she shouldn't even be in the picture because Rhemi owns the place and we signed the contract in the presence of the real estate agent as the witness.

If it is to be the way she wants it, then Grand Aunties and Uncles can all come in and have their say on the matter.

So what if I turn on a night lamp every night when I sleep? Who wouldn't under the kinda circumstances I am living in?

The Punk has readily admitted he is fickle-minded. There you have it! And letting an old man bathe in cold water while he enjoys the creature comforts of a hot bath in his own room IS JUST DOWNRIGHT DESPICABLE.

The McDonalds' Incident
Back to the story of the Mcdonalds' incident.

I am not sure what pork or lard he was referring to. The carrot cake was fried in vegetable oil. There are restaurants touting "Non-Halal" food but no pork or lard so Muslims can actually dine in them. And where is the Halal certificate that should come right along with it at its premises if it so pronounces itself to be one? So what do you make of that?

Golly what about its staff members who actually take out the thrash and then handle food or clean out the toilets and then handle food? Wouldn't that be a sure way to contaminate food? What if they don't wash as thoroughly as they should? Another Prima Deli food poisoning case just waiting to happen?

And yes I have spotted houseflies on its other premises before.

And I was outside in the al-fresco section so "No outside food is allowed" just doesn't apply because I am already outside?

The Community's Doing And UnDoing - Stupid Fucking Fools
I was in fact stung by one of its auntie staff member who when I requested for a new styrofoam cup for a tea refill insisted that I bring back the old one.

Despite telling her that the old one was dirtied, she chose to launch into a tirade.

I brought this to the attention of the McDonalds supervisor.

This is the doing and the undoing of the community. The company has its policies. Please do not add on your own. The saka king or queen that you are. Just shut your trap and the company knows no better.

In fact I think that at the ground level, the community and its leaders have more discretionary power than they choose to exercise.

This in short sums up how deserving the community is for all that it is getting.