Misery Of Miseries - Playing Cloak And Dagger
Let me put to you how miserably unprivate it is to lease a room to stay in, especially from a familial kinda setting with "wife", "husband" and "kid" in tow.
First I LOVE DURIANS. And since there may be a problem with the perceived stench of this beloved KING OF FRUITS, I have to take into account this sensibility and therefore BUY and EAT the fruit outside.
I tried doing that at Swensens and was all at once spotted and told not to consume this on their premises. So I have to pick another food joint to do that.
Then there is that other issue of privacy when I am on the INTERNET and because I AM GAY, therefore I visit quite a few GAY SITES and I have to always look over my shoulders to check who is peeping or noticing in public places where I surf.
Sometimes I just don't bother anymore and I don't know what the consequences are gonna be.
Just to name two of the many inconveniences. And since we are not an open society (contrary to our preposterous claims) therefore I just can't be really open with my orientation. I can only be selectively open.
Are You Seriously Doing The Right Thing?
Yes it is true because of the kinda population figure we are having trouble with here (but please your "STOP AT TWO" policy, the promotion of the equality of the sexes leading to a smaller family nucleus and the emigration of our own kind must have in some way contributed to this), immigration seems like the BEST WAY TO GO.
All of us have no problems with that except that we seem to be bringing in Third Worlders and they are purportedly generating for the country the NEXT GENERATION.
But question is: How do the "NEXT GENERATION" like myself then deal with this usually older, more traditional and less educated FIRST GENERATION THIRD WORLDERS. And isn't this just a lame excuse because we are gonna keep mouthing the same old line to "THE NEXT GENERATION" while bringing in the "FIRST GENERATION THIRD WORLDERS" without really addressing the root cause of the problem.
In other words, we are just treating the symptoms of a population decline simply by topping up through immigration. But what is the root cause of this decline?
Yes, I have mentioned three of them above.
The Next Generation Seems Like The Best Bet
I still think that the younger generation of foreign bodies that come here to school are our best bet for topping up our population figure. There is a better chance they can become more like us. The younger, the easier.
I am not too sure about the older and therefore more traditional group though. And especially the Third Worlders.
There is the issue of hygiene and health practices and standards and yes, what if they bring with them some kinda new viral bugs or something?
A Dumping Ground Good For Sheer Academic Learning
During the university application season and making my rounds of the four universities here, I couldn't help noticing a fairer than fair number of foreign bodies studying at these education institutions. Yes women too.
I am not sure if they are making up for the lost numbers (usually the better and abler) who have gone abroad to pursue their higher education or if they are making it here because of the sheer academic nature of our education.
Just rote-learning, memorisation and regurgitation which people like them do best.
These Are Your Foreign Immigrants You Are Bringing In
First The Burmese
I am not going on with the Burmese, ex-tenant of my current place, firstly because he is beginning to speak all those things our top leaders have been mouthing. Like eat at the coffee shop where it is supposedly to be cheaper.
But he has admitted that for him, he needs at least SGD700 a month for all living expenses here that include rent, food and transport.
See how indoctrinated he has become. And I don't believe for a moment that he is new here to Singapore. I don't believe for a moment that picture of the woman on his cell-phone is his girlfriend and he can LIE without a blink of an eye.
If he can lie about that, I can begin to wonder what kinda beneficial relationship he is engaging in with Raymond and I just have a feeling he has moved to somewhere nearby, a place where Raymond, his relative (like his mom or aunty) or friend are splitting among themselves.
He has also been secretly texting Liz the maid. He has also told stuff about me to her and Raymond. That I know. He seems to be more a spy for the household. Just like Liz. And Liz and Kent are correct in some sense that he isn't very clean.
I seem to get the feeling that there is a kinda conspiracy among the China doll, Raymond, Liz and the tenants when they circulate stories about themselves. Mostly a unified one but sometimes because of lapses, differing versions.
Then The Hot China Boy (God, He Is Cute But I Am Leaving Him Alone)
Peng has also lied about the private school he is studying in. Of all the names he chose, it was "Qian Long", the name of an ex-emperor of one of the Chinese dynasties.
We all know the track record of many of these private schools. Peng has consistently been skipping school and going to school at various odd hours in the morning and then in the afternoon.
I have taught in them before and I know for a fact, some aren't exactly there to study.
Finally Some Of The Hot China Masseurs And Malaysian Chinese Here
I recently ran into a Chinese masseur who studies in one and is part-timing as a gay masseur. He has every intention of brushing up his English and then jump from his current student pass to a work pass.
He is all about money and his intentions are not very clear.
It seems that a PR status is extended quite easily nowadays to Chinese foreigners. Some Malaysian Chinese recently on a room hunt to share a room with moi is studying in an arts school and apparently he was invited for a PR status before he is graduating.
He is even rowing the dragonboat for our army (how is that possible) and has a job waiting as a flight attendant with our local airlines.
There you have it. Tough competition for us all to find work and live here. And above all, we are not privileged citizens of our own country.
Then There Is "Raymond"
Don't forget his ad was for young tenants. Very young tenants. Tenants from their late teens to twenties.
And for heaven's sake, he is a married man, he is a gay-turned-bisexual. So what kinda things do you expect out of him?
You Disallow Legitimate Gay Couplings Out In The Open But Encourage Surreptitious And Deceitful Acts On The Sly Under Purportedly Legitimate Fronts Like Marriage And Schools?
You wanna disallow legitimate couplings of gays out in the open while encouraging surreptitious "married but having fun on the side" kinda lifestyle?
What kinda signal is that to a generation of younger gays.
Oo Are These Your GrassRoots People Again
Yeah I see these faces every time I visit some of these places.
Familiar faces I know from the past. The army for one. And people who hang out frequently at the same places moi hangs out for whatever reasons.
Or people who just appear from nowhere but have a million subliminal messages in the conversations they so loudly engage in within my ear-shot for my listening pleasure or displeasure.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Let's See Where This All Ends
I Am Now You
First There Is Hair Care
Yes, I have undergone and am undergoing a complete transformation and hopefully an equally complete transfiguration.
It all started with my hair of course. The durian spikes that is so popular here just do not suit moi's wavy, fine and limp hair. And I can't sustain it well enough for it to be as cute and nice a hairdo as it does for most of our hot Singapore bois here anyway.
Instead moi has opted for a woman's swept up or across the brow kinda look. And yes, my hair, together with Liz, the maid, is adding to the clog-up of the drain-holes. But isn't it such a wonderful feeling that you are doing back to what a gall always does to you?
Now there is a haircut I would wanna try out but I think it will have to wait untill moi is successfully enrolled for university. And I still think we can do with more skills in slicing up more hairstyles here like in Japan or Korea.
It isn't untrue that with a daily routine of a shampoo and moisturiser wash that moi's hair is no longer the dull, dry, tangled and rough mess it used to be. There is a slight sheen to it. I have added a hair tonic to this rountine to try to rid meself of my fine and thinning hair.
Then There Is Facial Care
I only wanted to get a tube of a facial foam wash. But the sales assitant was very persistent and convincing and dragged me into a complete ritual of a foam wash, a mask, a toner and a moisturizer.
Apparently this is just the basics that every woman does for her face. And that does not include the whole array of make-up care that comes thereafter.
O Woman, so this is how you are. Now I really really really know. So please do not judge others first without taking a good in the mirror at yourself.
And one up for equality of the sexes. After all you have intruded and dominated over far too many male domains of work and family lives.
Finally There Is Body Care
And by body care I mean de-stressing viz-a-viz aromatherapy. And I have chosen a lemongrass oil cum water burner option over a candle stick in a tub kind. The latter doesn't permeate the room half as much.
I mean there is only my room that I can retreat to. There isn't a nice sofa set for moi to sit on to read or relax or snack or watch television or videos.
A refuge away from the world, away from this household and it is demeaning enough I have to spent my two years hopping from one fucking bloody place to another and have privy to all the family's secrets, feuds and sexual games.
Alone, Lonely And Miserable
I have never felt lonelier and more miserable than now. I have my sexual and emotional needs but they are not completely met in the two years I have become nomadic. People are just too busy to spend their time with each other and bond.
They have all their work and other stuff to fill their lives when it should really be about building up relationships and bonds. Real relationships and bonds. Not business contacts or money but about really sharing and knowing each other.
I realised that all those stuff I bought are just materialities that fill up all my voids in my life right now untill I can do those things I told myself I should be doing like having my place, living with my beau and my own terms of living my life.
The Quality Of Our Lives And Relationships Sucks - This Is Family?
And that is how I know the China doll must be feeling. Always alone and though married to Raymond, given the kinda time (if at all) they spent together and with poor, poor, poor Wei Zhao, she might as well be a divorcee or a widow.
The same goes for Wei Zhao and Liz, the maid. If none of us speaks with Liz, she only has Wei Zhao for company.
I suppose Kent and Peng, the other two tenants, feel the same too. Away from their homes and families.
This is no family structure if people spent their lives so separate and alone from each other. And if families are the ones who always invite troubles and miseries for you, why do we have families in the first place anyway?
Relationships are all about barter. You do A, I return favor B. I do C for you and you have to return D in kind.
Are relationships all about that?
Liz, The Devil Incarnate
It has been some time that I meant to tell Liz, the maid, off.
During the one month I came back from my overseas trip, she has been hassling moi with all her nonsense. I have boycotted speaking with her, partly because I discovered all those lies she has been telling and partly because I was sick and needed my rest.
She has been telling A to tenant B, then C to tenant D and in doing so, souring up all their relationships, driving wedges between them and pushing them into conflict with each other.
Among her hassles were : humming the "Mary had a little lamb" tune and we all know this came with the crime series starring Vincent Ng about a serial girl molester. As I found out from her, Peng is between 18-20 years old.
She likes to "wayang" a lot as does the whole household of the China doll and Raymond.
Then Liz mimicked a whack on Wei Zhao's hands with a towel to try to agitate moi. She has been insinuating "kaypohness" and "selfishness" on my part, for whatever reasons but please, examine your kind selves.
When I received the order for my mattress, she wanted to know the price. And why does she leave a wide crack in the door when she puts Wei Zhao to sleep in the cradle in the bedroom if not to "kaypoh" what goes on outside her purview.
Selfish? Oh boy what about the China doll and Raymond. Look at how Wei Zhao is left alone like that for long periods and when they are home, Wei Zhao is always put to sleep while they sleep on or go on the Net or pursue their own self-interests.
Liz has been rushing for the bath at various times to wash herself and Wei Zhao and I know she does this on purpose because her times are like when moi steps into the kitchen and then she will excuse herself to enter the bath immediately.
You will just know and feel it.
Not only that, she only has to observe one's routine to realise what one does at certain times and so she will exactly be at that spot beforehand. And she does. She is so "kaypoh".
A Good Telling Off
So last night, I told her that all of Raymond's familial miseries must have started with him. He shouldn't be dragging a China doll into this, have a child and then leave her all alone like that. She might as well be dead and as the house does not belong to her, I am sure she must be indignant to all the goings on but she can't do a thing and have to be accomplice to her "husband".
Then Raymond (even this isn't his real name) variously lie to get the tenants to lease his place and who knows what his intentions are? He has variously wanted to rent out to 2 to 3 persons to a room but now he hums a completely different tune. He doesn't want the house to be too crowded. I am totally confused by this.
He must have roped in Liz for his various gameplays and she has obliged and she is no better than the Devil Incarnate herself.
I told her that they can go on doing all the things they are doing and look at Raymond now. He isn't happy, has a litany of familial woes and the China doll isn't about to give in to his game.
They will get their just dessert. And the $50 rent increase will not last him a lifetime.
This morning, I could see the pain and anguish on her face as if she realised what she has been doing all this while.
First There Is Hair Care
Yes, I have undergone and am undergoing a complete transformation and hopefully an equally complete transfiguration.
It all started with my hair of course. The durian spikes that is so popular here just do not suit moi's wavy, fine and limp hair. And I can't sustain it well enough for it to be as cute and nice a hairdo as it does for most of our hot Singapore bois here anyway.
Instead moi has opted for a woman's swept up or across the brow kinda look. And yes, my hair, together with Liz, the maid, is adding to the clog-up of the drain-holes. But isn't it such a wonderful feeling that you are doing back to what a gall always does to you?
Now there is a haircut I would wanna try out but I think it will have to wait untill moi is successfully enrolled for university. And I still think we can do with more skills in slicing up more hairstyles here like in Japan or Korea.
It isn't untrue that with a daily routine of a shampoo and moisturiser wash that moi's hair is no longer the dull, dry, tangled and rough mess it used to be. There is a slight sheen to it. I have added a hair tonic to this rountine to try to rid meself of my fine and thinning hair.
Then There Is Facial Care
I only wanted to get a tube of a facial foam wash. But the sales assitant was very persistent and convincing and dragged me into a complete ritual of a foam wash, a mask, a toner and a moisturizer.
Apparently this is just the basics that every woman does for her face. And that does not include the whole array of make-up care that comes thereafter.
O Woman, so this is how you are. Now I really really really know. So please do not judge others first without taking a good in the mirror at yourself.
And one up for equality of the sexes. After all you have intruded and dominated over far too many male domains of work and family lives.
Finally There Is Body Care
And by body care I mean de-stressing viz-a-viz aromatherapy. And I have chosen a lemongrass oil cum water burner option over a candle stick in a tub kind. The latter doesn't permeate the room half as much.
I mean there is only my room that I can retreat to. There isn't a nice sofa set for moi to sit on to read or relax or snack or watch television or videos.
A refuge away from the world, away from this household and it is demeaning enough I have to spent my two years hopping from one fucking bloody place to another and have privy to all the family's secrets, feuds and sexual games.
Alone, Lonely And Miserable
I have never felt lonelier and more miserable than now. I have my sexual and emotional needs but they are not completely met in the two years I have become nomadic. People are just too busy to spend their time with each other and bond.
They have all their work and other stuff to fill their lives when it should really be about building up relationships and bonds. Real relationships and bonds. Not business contacts or money but about really sharing and knowing each other.
I realised that all those stuff I bought are just materialities that fill up all my voids in my life right now untill I can do those things I told myself I should be doing like having my place, living with my beau and my own terms of living my life.
The Quality Of Our Lives And Relationships Sucks - This Is Family?
And that is how I know the China doll must be feeling. Always alone and though married to Raymond, given the kinda time (if at all) they spent together and with poor, poor, poor Wei Zhao, she might as well be a divorcee or a widow.
The same goes for Wei Zhao and Liz, the maid. If none of us speaks with Liz, she only has Wei Zhao for company.
I suppose Kent and Peng, the other two tenants, feel the same too. Away from their homes and families.
This is no family structure if people spent their lives so separate and alone from each other. And if families are the ones who always invite troubles and miseries for you, why do we have families in the first place anyway?
Relationships are all about barter. You do A, I return favor B. I do C for you and you have to return D in kind.
Are relationships all about that?
Liz, The Devil Incarnate
It has been some time that I meant to tell Liz, the maid, off.
During the one month I came back from my overseas trip, she has been hassling moi with all her nonsense. I have boycotted speaking with her, partly because I discovered all those lies she has been telling and partly because I was sick and needed my rest.
She has been telling A to tenant B, then C to tenant D and in doing so, souring up all their relationships, driving wedges between them and pushing them into conflict with each other.
Among her hassles were : humming the "Mary had a little lamb" tune and we all know this came with the crime series starring Vincent Ng about a serial girl molester. As I found out from her, Peng is between 18-20 years old.
She likes to "wayang" a lot as does the whole household of the China doll and Raymond.
Then Liz mimicked a whack on Wei Zhao's hands with a towel to try to agitate moi. She has been insinuating "kaypohness" and "selfishness" on my part, for whatever reasons but please, examine your kind selves.
When I received the order for my mattress, she wanted to know the price. And why does she leave a wide crack in the door when she puts Wei Zhao to sleep in the cradle in the bedroom if not to "kaypoh" what goes on outside her purview.
Selfish? Oh boy what about the China doll and Raymond. Look at how Wei Zhao is left alone like that for long periods and when they are home, Wei Zhao is always put to sleep while they sleep on or go on the Net or pursue their own self-interests.
Liz has been rushing for the bath at various times to wash herself and Wei Zhao and I know she does this on purpose because her times are like when moi steps into the kitchen and then she will excuse herself to enter the bath immediately.
You will just know and feel it.
Not only that, she only has to observe one's routine to realise what one does at certain times and so she will exactly be at that spot beforehand. And she does. She is so "kaypoh".
A Good Telling Off
So last night, I told her that all of Raymond's familial miseries must have started with him. He shouldn't be dragging a China doll into this, have a child and then leave her all alone like that. She might as well be dead and as the house does not belong to her, I am sure she must be indignant to all the goings on but she can't do a thing and have to be accomplice to her "husband".
Then Raymond (even this isn't his real name) variously lie to get the tenants to lease his place and who knows what his intentions are? He has variously wanted to rent out to 2 to 3 persons to a room but now he hums a completely different tune. He doesn't want the house to be too crowded. I am totally confused by this.
He must have roped in Liz for his various gameplays and she has obliged and she is no better than the Devil Incarnate herself.
I told her that they can go on doing all the things they are doing and look at Raymond now. He isn't happy, has a litany of familial woes and the China doll isn't about to give in to his game.
They will get their just dessert. And the $50 rent increase will not last him a lifetime.
This morning, I could see the pain and anguish on her face as if she realised what she has been doing all this while.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Back To Me Own Self Again
I just realised how sick I had been the last one month immediately after my overseas trip. I was weak all over after all that physical exertion - workouts, runs, travelling on foot to so many places in those countries I visited and the Great Wall expedition.
I caught a chill and cold and I was coughing me throat and lungs out. My back was hurting and it didn't help the mattress wasn't exactly the TEMPUR kind that I have now bought for myself.
My legs were going all gelo and jelly. I felt chilly what with the wet and gloomy weather here and as soon as the sun permits, I will be out there basking myself. I have quit running and taken up brisk walking. Swimming and cycling are on my sports list right now.
In short I was everything but in the pink of health.
It didn't help that back "home" conditions were adding on to my woes.
The Burmese has moved out and in his place, a new hot China boy has just moved in. I had made several moves but he isn't responding. The rent has gone up, unjustifiably in my case, by another 50 bucks and I am trying to look for a room-mate to split the cost.
Liz was up to her antics once again and being in the state I was in, I wasn't exactly in the mood to respond in kind. So I kept my distance and myself in my room most of the time.
The China doll has gone back to her homeland in China for her younger brother's wedding (and that is according to Raymond who changes his story ever so often) and for a period, there was relative peace and quiet in the house.
Apart from her voice and some of her habits, I do get along with her. And the green bean buns she brought back were quite delicious.
Surprisingly I am getting along quite well with Raymond despite all his foibles.
Now that I am recovering or have recovered, I am back to almost my normal self.
I caught a chill and cold and I was coughing me throat and lungs out. My back was hurting and it didn't help the mattress wasn't exactly the TEMPUR kind that I have now bought for myself.
My legs were going all gelo and jelly. I felt chilly what with the wet and gloomy weather here and as soon as the sun permits, I will be out there basking myself. I have quit running and taken up brisk walking. Swimming and cycling are on my sports list right now.
In short I was everything but in the pink of health.
It didn't help that back "home" conditions were adding on to my woes.
The Burmese has moved out and in his place, a new hot China boy has just moved in. I had made several moves but he isn't responding. The rent has gone up, unjustifiably in my case, by another 50 bucks and I am trying to look for a room-mate to split the cost.
Liz was up to her antics once again and being in the state I was in, I wasn't exactly in the mood to respond in kind. So I kept my distance and myself in my room most of the time.
The China doll has gone back to her homeland in China for her younger brother's wedding (and that is according to Raymond who changes his story ever so often) and for a period, there was relative peace and quiet in the house.
Apart from her voice and some of her habits, I do get along with her. And the green bean buns she brought back were quite delicious.
Surprisingly I am getting along quite well with Raymond despite all his foibles.
Now that I am recovering or have recovered, I am back to almost my normal self.
Friday, April 04, 2008
Another Miracle
Now - One More For The Book Of Miracles
After my appointment with the dentist yesterday, I wandered into the food court and had some drinks.
It was then that it struck me that I should now turn to Western medication for help to relieve my persisting cough. The pharmacy was just round the corner and it was just more than opportune.
I waited in line and was finally prescribed expectorant.
My cough did die down substantially.
What Is Happening At Home
Liz has bitched about moi as I found out from the Burmese tenant. This is because I have boycotted chatting on friendly terms with her and I have become sterner with her. We all know she has lied about her boyfriend and about the money she needs.
After all, one will know and feel it when he is being harassed. She will rush for the toilet herself and sometimes under the pretext of bathing or allowing Wei Zhao to defecate or urinate, do the same. Anyway she bathes him at different times and is totally inconsistent.
She isnt exactly clean, leaving the diapers on the food preparation area near the kitchen sink and sometimes do not flush when she pours Wei Zhao's faeces and urine into the toilet bowl. She doesn't clear the washer's filter.
I am not sure who does this now. But there is a pair of shoes inside the washer and tea leaves in the toilet bowl. A China boy has just moved in. He was a tenant here for 7 months before being kicked out by Raymond. That was because Raymond had forcibly slept in their room meant for 2 and they were in conflict.
Liz has bitched different bad things about various people in the household to different people and she does this so that they are in conflict with each other.
And yes, the Burmese has shifted out. Remember he only asked Raymond not to sleep in his room when Kent is away and Raymond has asked him to move out. Raymond did this even though he was in the wrong.
Where he has shifted to isn't clear. But Raymond has friends in the area and a China aunty from his "wife" side also lets out rooms. It seems like tenants do move around among these places.
I know because the China boy has an extra pair of key for a padlock that seems to be for the main gate of a house. He has left this in the bathroom one day. All his stuff isn't here (yes he has some in the storage room) and he probably puts up somewhere else part of the time like Kent.
You hardly see Kent. Yes he works shifts at the hotel but he doesn't come home to sleep for days sometimes.
More games people play.
After my appointment with the dentist yesterday, I wandered into the food court and had some drinks.
It was then that it struck me that I should now turn to Western medication for help to relieve my persisting cough. The pharmacy was just round the corner and it was just more than opportune.
I waited in line and was finally prescribed expectorant.
My cough did die down substantially.
What Is Happening At Home
Liz has bitched about moi as I found out from the Burmese tenant. This is because I have boycotted chatting on friendly terms with her and I have become sterner with her. We all know she has lied about her boyfriend and about the money she needs.
After all, one will know and feel it when he is being harassed. She will rush for the toilet herself and sometimes under the pretext of bathing or allowing Wei Zhao to defecate or urinate, do the same. Anyway she bathes him at different times and is totally inconsistent.
She isnt exactly clean, leaving the diapers on the food preparation area near the kitchen sink and sometimes do not flush when she pours Wei Zhao's faeces and urine into the toilet bowl. She doesn't clear the washer's filter.
I am not sure who does this now. But there is a pair of shoes inside the washer and tea leaves in the toilet bowl. A China boy has just moved in. He was a tenant here for 7 months before being kicked out by Raymond. That was because Raymond had forcibly slept in their room meant for 2 and they were in conflict.
Liz has bitched different bad things about various people in the household to different people and she does this so that they are in conflict with each other.
And yes, the Burmese has shifted out. Remember he only asked Raymond not to sleep in his room when Kent is away and Raymond has asked him to move out. Raymond did this even though he was in the wrong.
Where he has shifted to isn't clear. But Raymond has friends in the area and a China aunty from his "wife" side also lets out rooms. It seems like tenants do move around among these places.
I know because the China boy has an extra pair of key for a padlock that seems to be for the main gate of a house. He has left this in the bathroom one day. All his stuff isn't here (yes he has some in the storage room) and he probably puts up somewhere else part of the time like Kent.
You hardly see Kent. Yes he works shifts at the hotel but he doesn't come home to sleep for days sometimes.
More games people play.
Thursday, April 03, 2008
There Is God And Someone Is Guiding Me Through My Difficult Times
There Is A God (But I Trust Not The Mortals) And Look At Poor Deceased Thaddeus Cheong (My Heart Feels For You And Your Family)
Yes it was a miracle and I must say that I now believe in God. However as I have said all along it is the mere mortals whom I do not believe in.
It all started when I shifted into Raymond's (also known as Kent or Micheal) residence. There were both an old single bed mattress and a queen size one.
I have thrown the single mattress out into the hallway when moi discovered some winged insects but just the other day, I found another winged insect and this must now be attributed to the queen-bed.
Every morning when moi wakes up, I know my back aches terribly. True to the form of a typical suffering, strong and silent Singaporean, I didn't wanna be seen as too much of a whiner and bore with it, thinking it will go away.
After my Great Wall expedition, I knew my back condition has been further aggravated. So it was no surprise that on a Monday morning when moi woke up after 2 full days of rest and sleep on this queen mattress, my back was in excruciating pain.
I felt the springs inside and discovered that inside, it was almost like empty. No more springs for support and that partly explains the worsening of my back condition.
I told myself I must get up and go for my usual physiotherapy. That meant my run and gym.
I couldn't walk very upright (gosh, I began to feel like "L") and my knees and feet were in pain. Being flat-footed (and I did read the book on Thaddeus Cheong) I am sure all these add up and culminated in what I feel today.
I almost wanted to check myself into a hospital. But I prayed (contrary to what others believe an atheist or agnostic would or would not do, I always do pray especially in times of need or when I feel I should) and told myself to entrust my life to God.
Guess what, after my brisk walks and some calisthenics (thanks to my gut feel and now the book on Thaddeus Cheong, I will quit jogging and take up some other sports like swimming or cycling) the pain disappeared and never returned again up till today.
As if some invisible hand was guiding me further, I actually wandered into a department store that Monday night because I had so much time to kill and spotted this counter selling a medically graded orthopaedic bed for back-pain pressure relief and back-ache sufferers like moi.
I snapped it up and you know what? This bed has now relieved me of all those nights and days of back pain.
What I am left with after my overseas trip is this: a runny nose that I have to blow out every now and then (which never happened before) and a persisting cough (though it has subsided very substantially now after a stronger does of a Chinese medicine) that throws up phlegm and leaves me gasping at times in the nights.
But again I will say my prayers and give praise and thanks to God and I am sure someone out there will be looking out for me.
Yes it was a miracle and I must say that I now believe in God. However as I have said all along it is the mere mortals whom I do not believe in.
It all started when I shifted into Raymond's (also known as Kent or Micheal) residence. There were both an old single bed mattress and a queen size one.
I have thrown the single mattress out into the hallway when moi discovered some winged insects but just the other day, I found another winged insect and this must now be attributed to the queen-bed.
Every morning when moi wakes up, I know my back aches terribly. True to the form of a typical suffering, strong and silent Singaporean, I didn't wanna be seen as too much of a whiner and bore with it, thinking it will go away.
After my Great Wall expedition, I knew my back condition has been further aggravated. So it was no surprise that on a Monday morning when moi woke up after 2 full days of rest and sleep on this queen mattress, my back was in excruciating pain.
I felt the springs inside and discovered that inside, it was almost like empty. No more springs for support and that partly explains the worsening of my back condition.
I told myself I must get up and go for my usual physiotherapy. That meant my run and gym.
I couldn't walk very upright (gosh, I began to feel like "L") and my knees and feet were in pain. Being flat-footed (and I did read the book on Thaddeus Cheong) I am sure all these add up and culminated in what I feel today.
I almost wanted to check myself into a hospital. But I prayed (contrary to what others believe an atheist or agnostic would or would not do, I always do pray especially in times of need or when I feel I should) and told myself to entrust my life to God.
Guess what, after my brisk walks and some calisthenics (thanks to my gut feel and now the book on Thaddeus Cheong, I will quit jogging and take up some other sports like swimming or cycling) the pain disappeared and never returned again up till today.
As if some invisible hand was guiding me further, I actually wandered into a department store that Monday night because I had so much time to kill and spotted this counter selling a medically graded orthopaedic bed for back-pain pressure relief and back-ache sufferers like moi.
I snapped it up and you know what? This bed has now relieved me of all those nights and days of back pain.
What I am left with after my overseas trip is this: a runny nose that I have to blow out every now and then (which never happened before) and a persisting cough (though it has subsided very substantially now after a stronger does of a Chinese medicine) that throws up phlegm and leaves me gasping at times in the nights.
But again I will say my prayers and give praise and thanks to God and I am sure someone out there will be looking out for me.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Looking For Love In All The Right Places
You Are Aghast? Aren't I Doing What Some Of You Are Already Doing?
I wore my low-cut tee today. In fact I had worn it before on another occasion. It attracted stares all right. Both guys and galls.
I had seen the distinct aghast look on some galls' faces.
Oh come on. So many galls have done it before, showing so much cleavage, they might as well pull their breasts right off their bra straps or their clothes and show them off.
Besides, if the galls wanna be aghast, be aghast at their own kind. This is precisely a dose of their own medicine.
Remember a man's breasts are not fully developed and not considered a private part. On the other hand, for a gall, the breasts are. That is why they cover them up unless they choose to show them off.
How do you like the feeling galls?
How Is Moi Doing With His Braces
Yes, my braces have been tightened a notch or two. Yes, there was a blood-spill on one day of my overseas trip and I didn't know where it was coming from. I just gargled and it just spilled and spilled. But it did stop after a while.
Talking isn't fun anymore. I mumble (much like Darth Vader, hey maybe he had braces on too?) and I can't enunciate as well.
The metal screws and parts just grate on the insides of my mouth and I have more than enough ulcers.
After meals, food scraps get stuck like a sieve clinging on to all the filth and I have to brush and re-brush.
It is hell but it is better to have hell now than to have hell later.
Mostly DOMS (Dirty Old Men - Really Dirty, Really Old And Really ObNox)
Wait. Probably I haven't blogged too clearly who the old fucking bastards are at some spots moi visit. One gets the feeling these are again some of our grass-roots fuddy duddies.
One follows moi to the showers every time. At various time moi visits, he follows. How he knows moi's presence is a complete mystery. Nowadays, there are more than one of him around that shower facility.
And you just know and feel what is going on.
Then at the men's club, this OLD fucking bastard goes completely nude at the locker area on a NON-GO natural day. Recently he visits with his friend and from the way they were talking and laughing, you just know he was thinking he was SOME HOT STUFF out there to do some dudes in.
At the gym, there are a few of these around. Really old uncles. But there are one or two nicer older dudes (these are much younger than moi anyway or just years apart) whom I just can't get to know. And a few younger ones who are just too proud and I am prolly not their type.
There are a few other older dudes (still younger than moi) but I just dont wanna know them.
It is ok and I don't hoist myself on anyone.
University Admission Season
Yes. This is now the time of the year when application for a coveted university place begins.
Bitten by a "Higher Education" bug (silly as this sounds), moi decides to try his luck and enroll himself in one of various select courses at our four local universities.
Maybe it isn't about "Higher Education". Just like all these countries moi visits, moi realises one sole reason moi does all these things.
MEN! Just to ogle at them and be close to them and for a change, the MEN are probably less cruisy , can at least engage in a decent conversation and wanna hold on to a long-term relationship when compared to the gyms, the bathhouses and all the cruising spots.
Wouldn't it be romantic to just fall in love with your university coursemate? Do projects together? Eat, sport and bath together? Perfect backdrop for a serial like "Crystal Boys" Or "Go!Go! G-Boys"?
Guess what? I wasn't disappointed.
First Stop - UniSIM
Remember this is the street-smart university for our kids who just don't dig our staid education system.
In fact I am beginning to wonder if they are not being groomed for careers in our intelligence department and for our blue squad. Some, I am sure, are being sponsored here.
There were many pretty boys. Very pretty young boys. I had a hardon when I saw all of them.
I began to picture the days ahead when we "mug" together for exams! Hey! We will probably mug each other up some where! Like in bed in the hostels?
Second Stop - NUS
This journey took moi to the engineering faculty where the admission office is.
And it was raining MEN! Gorgeous post-NS hunks everywhere. Of course there are the foreign dudes too. Some cute. Some not so cute.
I regretted not putting down this faculty as a choice of study.
Apart from the MEN-dominated faculty, when I noticed all those exhibits they had, I was actually interested. One never knows what one is capable of till one tries his hands.
Oh well, too late for regrets.
Third Stop - NTU
Utter disappointment! Too many nerds lurking around. And women......
Final Stop - SMU
At least they had ONE gorgeous hunk basking in the sun at the swim pool. This is already the clincher for moi.
That was IT! If I get in here, it will be MAN-HUNTING at the swim pool.
I wore my low-cut tee today. In fact I had worn it before on another occasion. It attracted stares all right. Both guys and galls.
I had seen the distinct aghast look on some galls' faces.
Oh come on. So many galls have done it before, showing so much cleavage, they might as well pull their breasts right off their bra straps or their clothes and show them off.
Besides, if the galls wanna be aghast, be aghast at their own kind. This is precisely a dose of their own medicine.
Remember a man's breasts are not fully developed and not considered a private part. On the other hand, for a gall, the breasts are. That is why they cover them up unless they choose to show them off.
How do you like the feeling galls?
How Is Moi Doing With His Braces
Yes, my braces have been tightened a notch or two. Yes, there was a blood-spill on one day of my overseas trip and I didn't know where it was coming from. I just gargled and it just spilled and spilled. But it did stop after a while.
Talking isn't fun anymore. I mumble (much like Darth Vader, hey maybe he had braces on too?) and I can't enunciate as well.
The metal screws and parts just grate on the insides of my mouth and I have more than enough ulcers.
After meals, food scraps get stuck like a sieve clinging on to all the filth and I have to brush and re-brush.
It is hell but it is better to have hell now than to have hell later.
Mostly DOMS (Dirty Old Men - Really Dirty, Really Old And Really ObNox)
Wait. Probably I haven't blogged too clearly who the old fucking bastards are at some spots moi visit. One gets the feeling these are again some of our grass-roots fuddy duddies.
One follows moi to the showers every time. At various time moi visits, he follows. How he knows moi's presence is a complete mystery. Nowadays, there are more than one of him around that shower facility.
And you just know and feel what is going on.
Then at the men's club, this OLD fucking bastard goes completely nude at the locker area on a NON-GO natural day. Recently he visits with his friend and from the way they were talking and laughing, you just know he was thinking he was SOME HOT STUFF out there to do some dudes in.
At the gym, there are a few of these around. Really old uncles. But there are one or two nicer older dudes (these are much younger than moi anyway or just years apart) whom I just can't get to know. And a few younger ones who are just too proud and I am prolly not their type.
There are a few other older dudes (still younger than moi) but I just dont wanna know them.
It is ok and I don't hoist myself on anyone.
University Admission Season
Yes. This is now the time of the year when application for a coveted university place begins.
Bitten by a "Higher Education" bug (silly as this sounds), moi decides to try his luck and enroll himself in one of various select courses at our four local universities.
Maybe it isn't about "Higher Education". Just like all these countries moi visits, moi realises one sole reason moi does all these things.
MEN! Just to ogle at them and be close to them and for a change, the MEN are probably less cruisy , can at least engage in a decent conversation and wanna hold on to a long-term relationship when compared to the gyms, the bathhouses and all the cruising spots.
Wouldn't it be romantic to just fall in love with your university coursemate? Do projects together? Eat, sport and bath together? Perfect backdrop for a serial like "Crystal Boys" Or "Go!Go! G-Boys"?
Guess what? I wasn't disappointed.
First Stop - UniSIM
Remember this is the street-smart university for our kids who just don't dig our staid education system.
In fact I am beginning to wonder if they are not being groomed for careers in our intelligence department and for our blue squad. Some, I am sure, are being sponsored here.
There were many pretty boys. Very pretty young boys. I had a hardon when I saw all of them.
I began to picture the days ahead when we "mug" together for exams! Hey! We will probably mug each other up some where! Like in bed in the hostels?
Second Stop - NUS
This journey took moi to the engineering faculty where the admission office is.
And it was raining MEN! Gorgeous post-NS hunks everywhere. Of course there are the foreign dudes too. Some cute. Some not so cute.
I regretted not putting down this faculty as a choice of study.
Apart from the MEN-dominated faculty, when I noticed all those exhibits they had, I was actually interested. One never knows what one is capable of till one tries his hands.
Oh well, too late for regrets.
Third Stop - NTU
Utter disappointment! Too many nerds lurking around. And women......
Final Stop - SMU
At least they had ONE gorgeous hunk basking in the sun at the swim pool. This is already the clincher for moi.
That was IT! If I get in here, it will be MAN-HUNTING at the swim pool.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Going Underground
What Are The Consequences Anyway?
We have all read about them. Married men with kids doing young boys in. Churches, temples and schools fronting acts of molestation and rape on young teen and pre-teen boys. It seems almost like these are recruitment grounds even.
After all they are places of authority where one exert an influence on another. The stronger over the weaker and yes, the know-all and the know-not (so it seems).
I think it is insane to assume that people can be celibate when there are so many temptations fleshed out before them.
Isn't this pathetic?
What does this tell you? If two guys are truly in love and they can't take this out into the open and make a meaningful relationship out if it, it goes underground and all the above happens.
In short suppression.
And we know suppression only leads to deceit, lies and living an untrue life and that can only mean more heartbreaks when you hook up with someone you know you NEVER REALLY LOVED in the first place.
For me, that means being with a woman.
We have all read about them. Married men with kids doing young boys in. Churches, temples and schools fronting acts of molestation and rape on young teen and pre-teen boys. It seems almost like these are recruitment grounds even.
After all they are places of authority where one exert an influence on another. The stronger over the weaker and yes, the know-all and the know-not (so it seems).
I think it is insane to assume that people can be celibate when there are so many temptations fleshed out before them.
Isn't this pathetic?
What does this tell you? If two guys are truly in love and they can't take this out into the open and make a meaningful relationship out if it, it goes underground and all the above happens.
In short suppression.
And we know suppression only leads to deceit, lies and living an untrue life and that can only mean more heartbreaks when you hook up with someone you know you NEVER REALLY LOVED in the first place.
For me, that means being with a woman.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Really Superb Gay Productions These
Marginalise And Risk The Consequences
Apart from the collection of hot sizzling gay porn moi has completed viewing, there are those other gay movie productions which moi is also done with.
Among them were two Phillipines production which do seem to be produced on the cheap but they were TOTALLY absorbing because they showed the sleazy side of Filipino gay life. They have their parks, the bathhouses and something called the cross-liners which I do not know what it is.
But as one character puts it, unless gay life can come on mainstream and there are open, uninhibited, legitimate avenues for gays to meet and fall in love, it is gonna go underground and that usually means some sleaze of a meeting point somewhere.
These Are Productions That Show The Lighter Side Of Gay Life
On a happier note, there were one Korean and one Taiwanese production that took a lighter approach to gay life and it is particularly the latter that I am referring to.
"Go! Go! G-Boys" features three main characters. One is a gay who lives and dies for love (and he proved this by tying himself to his beau when his beau was holding a time-bomb that some anti-gay persona had sent them). His name is "Ah Xin" by the way.
There were moments that showed how gays prove their "true love" mettle and their unneed for materialities when he keeps a pendant his beau had carved out during one of their school design classes which he had discarded because it was defective.
His thoughfulness and his caring nature when he has coins ready for the laudromat and in caring for his beau after he got beaten up by thugs.
The other is a secret agent assigned to look after the gays and of course the beau of "Ah Xin", Ah Hong.
Crystal Boys And Where Are Our Very Own Gay Film Production?
I have just finished 4 chapters in a running series of 20 episodes (I hope I have bought the whole collection).
Superb production and plot.
But there have been tragic moments (the mother running away from home to be with her lover of the same age but that relationship didn't work either and the death of a brother) and I am not sure how it will end.
So where are our Singapore gay film production. Far and few as far as I can see and the few have gotten very little publicity and we will never get to watch them here anyway. At least not as commonly shown in ALL theatres or there will be some imposed rating or a limited run.
Of Third Worlders And The Old Blimps
We bring them in and they carry with them the politics of envy, of jealousy and of covetousness.
Mainly women and of course wimps.
At the men's club, there is this one particularly obnoxious old fart whom I have seen on several occasions. Not only is he old, he thinks he is a hot stud, always displaying his tool even on non-go natural days.
The way he conducts himself, the way he talks shows that he is a frivolous OLD FUCKING bastard. Like the so many other old farts I have spotted at some places.
Apart from the collection of hot sizzling gay porn moi has completed viewing, there are those other gay movie productions which moi is also done with.
Among them were two Phillipines production which do seem to be produced on the cheap but they were TOTALLY absorbing because they showed the sleazy side of Filipino gay life. They have their parks, the bathhouses and something called the cross-liners which I do not know what it is.
But as one character puts it, unless gay life can come on mainstream and there are open, uninhibited, legitimate avenues for gays to meet and fall in love, it is gonna go underground and that usually means some sleaze of a meeting point somewhere.
These Are Productions That Show The Lighter Side Of Gay Life
On a happier note, there were one Korean and one Taiwanese production that took a lighter approach to gay life and it is particularly the latter that I am referring to.
"Go! Go! G-Boys" features three main characters. One is a gay who lives and dies for love (and he proved this by tying himself to his beau when his beau was holding a time-bomb that some anti-gay persona had sent them). His name is "Ah Xin" by the way.
There were moments that showed how gays prove their "true love" mettle and their unneed for materialities when he keeps a pendant his beau had carved out during one of their school design classes which he had discarded because it was defective.
His thoughfulness and his caring nature when he has coins ready for the laudromat and in caring for his beau after he got beaten up by thugs.
The other is a secret agent assigned to look after the gays and of course the beau of "Ah Xin", Ah Hong.
Crystal Boys And Where Are Our Very Own Gay Film Production?
I have just finished 4 chapters in a running series of 20 episodes (I hope I have bought the whole collection).
Superb production and plot.
But there have been tragic moments (the mother running away from home to be with her lover of the same age but that relationship didn't work either and the death of a brother) and I am not sure how it will end.
So where are our Singapore gay film production. Far and few as far as I can see and the few have gotten very little publicity and we will never get to watch them here anyway. At least not as commonly shown in ALL theatres or there will be some imposed rating or a limited run.
Of Third Worlders And The Old Blimps
We bring them in and they carry with them the politics of envy, of jealousy and of covetousness.
Mainly women and of course wimps.
At the men's club, there is this one particularly obnoxious old fart whom I have seen on several occasions. Not only is he old, he thinks he is a hot stud, always displaying his tool even on non-go natural days.
The way he conducts himself, the way he talks shows that he is a frivolous OLD FUCKING bastard. Like the so many other old farts I have spotted at some places.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
It Is All About The Games You Play
Endless Games At "Home"
At work. At home. Among friends and even family. Working isn't about working hard or smart anymore. It is about playing games. Political games and you can't be yourself. Sucking up and a slew of other fucklings.
I am not sure who Raymond (my current landlord) is sleeping with now and frankly I can't be bothered. I have my own world to live in too. If anybody picks him for a sleeping partner (and his wife did), then it is just their choice - not exactly my kinda built and he snores, among his other vices.
The Mynmese dude is cute but he has a gallfriend (his second apparently) back home and THAT IS JUST IT. I am not touching him and maybe it is a COVER-UP. Again another mind game we have all gotta play.
If Liz's, the maid, account is true and Raymond has forcibly slept in two previous Malaysian tenants' room before and they stayed on for 7 months before, seemingly under the pretext that they were caught smoking in the room (7 months?), they were kicked out.
He has done that too with the current Burmese and Malaysian dudes who allow him in the first place. The Malaysian dude stayed on for almost a year and one suspect there could be something. And I know I can't trust the Burmese as much!
Endless Games Among Family
My third sis called up and asked for a loan to buy a plasma TV. She has a projection TV which is still working but as projection TVs are projection TVs, the quality is just like that.
The first thought that struck me was that she was just being spoilt and a real spendthrift.
Then she rang several times to say she won't be using the cheque I issued as she will ask my brother-in-law to pay for it instead. The last time we spoke, which was just days ago, my nephew is scheduled for a slipped disc op next month.
She is full of games and full of nonsense as far as I am concerned.
It is just like with my second sister. My nephew has serious problems with her and I can understand why. He is being accused of switching job roles so often at the restaurant he works at while we know for a fact that many staff are rotated on frontline, waitering and kitchen jobs.
This Sux Big Time
And there you have it folks. Galls are usually like that. They have full of tests, thoughts and games.
They will just spew something that doesn't logicate but insist it is right!
Hot "Older Guys"
I know I had said "older guys" can be hot too. But really these older guys aren't any older than moi. Maybe a few years apart and most are still much younger. Not as young as the teens or the young adults.
So please, not older guys as in really old dudes!
At work. At home. Among friends and even family. Working isn't about working hard or smart anymore. It is about playing games. Political games and you can't be yourself. Sucking up and a slew of other fucklings.
I am not sure who Raymond (my current landlord) is sleeping with now and frankly I can't be bothered. I have my own world to live in too. If anybody picks him for a sleeping partner (and his wife did), then it is just their choice - not exactly my kinda built and he snores, among his other vices.
The Mynmese dude is cute but he has a gallfriend (his second apparently) back home and THAT IS JUST IT. I am not touching him and maybe it is a COVER-UP. Again another mind game we have all gotta play.
If Liz's, the maid, account is true and Raymond has forcibly slept in two previous Malaysian tenants' room before and they stayed on for 7 months before, seemingly under the pretext that they were caught smoking in the room (7 months?), they were kicked out.
He has done that too with the current Burmese and Malaysian dudes who allow him in the first place. The Malaysian dude stayed on for almost a year and one suspect there could be something. And I know I can't trust the Burmese as much!
Endless Games Among Family
My third sis called up and asked for a loan to buy a plasma TV. She has a projection TV which is still working but as projection TVs are projection TVs, the quality is just like that.
The first thought that struck me was that she was just being spoilt and a real spendthrift.
Then she rang several times to say she won't be using the cheque I issued as she will ask my brother-in-law to pay for it instead. The last time we spoke, which was just days ago, my nephew is scheduled for a slipped disc op next month.
She is full of games and full of nonsense as far as I am concerned.
It is just like with my second sister. My nephew has serious problems with her and I can understand why. He is being accused of switching job roles so often at the restaurant he works at while we know for a fact that many staff are rotated on frontline, waitering and kitchen jobs.
This Sux Big Time
And there you have it folks. Galls are usually like that. They have full of tests, thoughts and games.
They will just spew something that doesn't logicate but insist it is right!
Hot "Older Guys"
I know I had said "older guys" can be hot too. But really these older guys aren't any older than moi. Maybe a few years apart and most are still much younger. Not as young as the teens or the young adults.
So please, not older guys as in really old dudes!
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Just Blogging What I Feel Most About
Over-Rated, OverBlown And Over-Qualified
Ok, let me refine what I have blogged about earlier. Refinement always helps put the picture across much better and clearer.
First, when I say BGRs are just so plain boring and mainstream and hackneyed, I MEAN IT! Not only that, we all know how the relationship fizzles out sooner than a joss stick has finished its burn on an urn of ashes!
Witness the number of marriages on the rocks! Even if they are not on the rocks, the marriage still runs but the partners are worlds apart. The kids are left alone. The whole family structure isn't a family structure anymore!
Like our ruling idiots and its entire administrative machinery, BGRs have been over-rated, overqualified and blown out of all proportion! Think impressive credentials and a slew of achievements for the former! But when you look around you, not a trace of that reflects in the physicalities that have sprung up or the work processes or the policies!
Romance, motherhood and fatherhood and how kids complete a happy family life are just utter poppycock and bull-shit!
On the other hand, gay love and gay sex is hornier (especially since it is a coupling between two testesterone-driven males), hotter and sexier!
This Is The Final Answer To What Is Wrong About BGRs
Even in pornography (and yes this could be a rebuttal to a certain learned professor who once spoke up against gay-sex so vehemently), the gall's genitals is always mounds upon mounds of butchered red meat (not unlike that sold in the markets)! Absolutely ugly, hideous and uninviting!
Contrast that with the sausage-like male genitalia and the nice pinkish butthole (external view) and the blackhole (internal) of the male rumps! An absoulte beauty and work of art!
Movie Marathon
I liked "Spiderwick Chronicles" best because of the magical, fairy-tale like quality of the plot and "The Waterhorse" least because it was utterly boring and it made it look like Moby Dick except that this movie seems to want to uphold the Loch Ness Monster mystery even more.
"Death Note Spin-Off: L Change The World" was cool for all the stoical, sombre acting style of its actors and actresses except for some moments of emotional outbursts and tears of blood.
But L was one cool dude. His stooped figure, his style of fingering the keyboard and reading, his limp fingers and his red-alert revolving eyes all add dazzle to his character! I liked him A LOT!
And of course the killer-look of that gall is just unbeatable! Murder and revenge is always on her mind as she seeks out the murderers of her father!
The Environ Thingy
Ok ok, so the clubs may be happening for some people. But as I said I dont just do with anyone and I do suppose the environs do inhibit certain actions because of the crowd or the layout. That is to me anyway.
I think the best environ for sex or fun will be the showers or at home in bed! And some selected outdoorsy places and with the people you wanna have fun with. And the whole gamut of action from hot kissing, smooching and fingering and so on....
No restrictions.....
Ok, let me refine what I have blogged about earlier. Refinement always helps put the picture across much better and clearer.
First, when I say BGRs are just so plain boring and mainstream and hackneyed, I MEAN IT! Not only that, we all know how the relationship fizzles out sooner than a joss stick has finished its burn on an urn of ashes!
Witness the number of marriages on the rocks! Even if they are not on the rocks, the marriage still runs but the partners are worlds apart. The kids are left alone. The whole family structure isn't a family structure anymore!
Like our ruling idiots and its entire administrative machinery, BGRs have been over-rated, overqualified and blown out of all proportion! Think impressive credentials and a slew of achievements for the former! But when you look around you, not a trace of that reflects in the physicalities that have sprung up or the work processes or the policies!
Romance, motherhood and fatherhood and how kids complete a happy family life are just utter poppycock and bull-shit!
On the other hand, gay love and gay sex is hornier (especially since it is a coupling between two testesterone-driven males), hotter and sexier!
This Is The Final Answer To What Is Wrong About BGRs
Even in pornography (and yes this could be a rebuttal to a certain learned professor who once spoke up against gay-sex so vehemently), the gall's genitals is always mounds upon mounds of butchered red meat (not unlike that sold in the markets)! Absolutely ugly, hideous and uninviting!
Contrast that with the sausage-like male genitalia and the nice pinkish butthole (external view) and the blackhole (internal) of the male rumps! An absoulte beauty and work of art!
Movie Marathon
I liked "Spiderwick Chronicles" best because of the magical, fairy-tale like quality of the plot and "The Waterhorse" least because it was utterly boring and it made it look like Moby Dick except that this movie seems to want to uphold the Loch Ness Monster mystery even more.
"Death Note Spin-Off: L Change The World" was cool for all the stoical, sombre acting style of its actors and actresses except for some moments of emotional outbursts and tears of blood.
But L was one cool dude. His stooped figure, his style of fingering the keyboard and reading, his limp fingers and his red-alert revolving eyes all add dazzle to his character! I liked him A LOT!
And of course the killer-look of that gall is just unbeatable! Murder and revenge is always on her mind as she seeks out the murderers of her father!
The Environ Thingy
Ok ok, so the clubs may be happening for some people. But as I said I dont just do with anyone and I do suppose the environs do inhibit certain actions because of the crowd or the layout. That is to me anyway.
I think the best environ for sex or fun will be the showers or at home in bed! And some selected outdoorsy places and with the people you wanna have fun with. And the whole gamut of action from hot kissing, smooching and fingering and so on....
No restrictions.....
Sunday, March 16, 2008
It Is Just All About You, Isn't It
Far And Few Gay Movie Productions This And A BackLog Of Films To Watch
I got to see parts of the trailers of the Taiwanese production of "Crystal Boys" once over the chat channel and was duly impressed by the sensitive moments it captured. That was the sole reason why when I chanced upon it at a purely gay bookstore in Taipei named "Gin Gin", I snapped the whole home collection up.
So it was just one of those rare occasions when another gay movie cropped up like "Bangkok Love Story". I got wind of this movie only because before my trip, I had visited a gay fashion house and they were selling this gay guide. It proved to be a handy travel guide, what with its listing of gay places and more importantly, the respective metro of each country.
I was hoping I could catch "Bangkok Love Story" when I was in Bangkok but it hadn't premiered yet. Back home, I found that there was actually a backlog of movies I would love to watch. Movies like the Japanese production "Death Note Spin-Off L- Change The World", "Horton", The WaterHorse" and "The SpiderWick Chronicles".
The first movie is now running at very few cinema halls and I am hoping to catch it before it actually ends its run.
Bangkok Love Story - A Real Big Tragedy
I got to watch it at Vivo which boasted of better seats and indeed it was. Given a choice between watching "The Leap Years" and "Bangkok Love Story', I choose the latter.
First and foremost, the BGR theme has been played over and over again to its death and I think gays have enough of it in real life and in reel life. To me any gay movie is a welcome change! And we all know gay love and sex is always hotter!
But the film turned out to be a total diasaster and a total tragedy!
First the recurring theme of AIDs afflicting a family of a mother (who contracted it from her second husband) and her son (who hustles for money from gay clients after he in turn contracted it from his step-father) and their being scorned and beaten up just doesn't do very much for the image of gays in general. It makes AIDS looks like a strictly homosexual disease.
Then another son in the family is a hired assasin (again, a very bad image for gays) who falls in love with a man he is hired to assasinate who is already bethrothed to a girl.
The love story developed quite nicely albeit a little artifically, the love scenes actually happening on the rooftop of a skyscraper with a train whizzing past. It was kinda surreal and unreal.
Thereafter it was just one tragedy after another. I mean I can understand some tragedy but not to the extent the tragic events just occurred one after the other. The mother hung herself just as his filial son wanna bring her back home to more comfortable living quarters. Then the other son also hangs himself before actually succumbing to AIDS.
The hired assasin is put behind bars, his lover goes blind after a gun shoot out and the MOST TRAGIC moment must be when he gets out of jail in 2575 AD (white hair and all) to be reunited with his love but only to be shot at and dies!
Oh GOD! So what is the film portrating? GAY LIFE is one BIG tragedy? If it ever is, we only have the authorities, society, religion, schools, the media and the whole works to blame for making it so!
It is like the whole environ thingy which is anti-gay and so it becomes hostile and uninviting to gays!
I Feel So Sorry For You Dudes If You Have To Live With Lies Every Day Of Your Life
Look, I have always liked guys. That much I know. But I just realised something.
The guys here are so insecure and touchy, they can't not hang around girls as a cover and a secuirty blanket. Just to make them look normal and mainstream. They can't stand firm on their own two feet and just go with what comes naturally in their hearts and in their minds. They have to live someone's dictates of what a love life should be.
I feel really sorry for them.
Case In Point And I Know What You Are Calling Me - You Are No Gentleman!
Like this couple (a stout guy with his fat galfren, kinda reminiscient of Rhemi, what else) I noticed on the train. A long-haired dude seemed interested in the guy but he was obviously hanging out with the gal for security reasons.
I was kinda disgusted that the long-haired dude had to be sucking up to him. They were army mates from what I can gather. So when the couple wanted to get off the train, I didn't budge an inch.
As they got on the escalator, I could see him staring at me and muttering loads of stuff under his breath while his fat galfren looks on.
Hey, I know what he is saying:
"You pondank! You long haired ah qua, half-man-half woman sissy fart! You think you gall arh that you won't give way for me to pass! You think I have to give way to you instead! You chao ah qua, sissy bastard, long-hair cheebye-lanjiao!"
I just stared back but I know I was hurting inside because I could tell what he was cursing me with under his breath! All this for the sake of loving a man!
Insecure, Kiasu And Kiasi
It was like on Valentine's Day when I sent out some greeting messages to people I know and also to some names on my list whom I have forgotten who they were (because we have never met).
This guy was perturbed and actually used words like "fuck" on an occasion like this. I was appalled and aghast to say the least! Ok ok, it hurts especially when you were expecting some nicer return greetings on a lovers' occasion like this!
And it is true who shoves and pushes on the train. The old, women , thugs,foreigners and the village people. Why? Because they are insecure, kiasu and kiasu. Afraid they can't board or alight from the train in time and they were touchy and not familiar with the surrounds.
Hot Dudes Galore And I Am On Heat
I don't mean to say older guys are not sexy or hot. Of course not too old. I have spotted one or two at the gym and these are hot older dudes. One was clean shaven and so toned and muscular and so was another.
Yesterday, while trying to bring in one of my sexiest underwear which has two pockets of open slits on its side from the laundry pole, the whole darn thing dropped off all the way down to the second level .
I had to knock on this neighbor's door to retrieve it and I was justly rewarded with a hot dude who must have guessed moi was gay by the looks of my underwear!
The Environs Which Works Against
I asked myself why it wasn't happening as much here in Singapore for me especially at the men's clubs. I think it is just the whole environment thingy here when compared to an overseas one.
Then I realised it was also the layout and design of the club themselves. The ones at Taipei and Seoul were more well thought out and so better designed for cruising people up. I mean after all, they have movie areas for lounging around and comfortable beds and instead of standing around, you actually pick your sleeping partner while he is lying down or asleep.
Such Sheer Numbers And Such Great Difference Can Be OverWhelming And Over-Running, Wouldn't It?
Look I don't hate foreigners, especially those foreign guest workers. I know their lives can be tough and the kinda trades they are in are tough. But dealing with such sheer NUMBERS everywhere (the housing estates, the trains, the train stations, the buses, even cafes) are just overwhelming and over-run with them!
I am not saying that we bring in only rich and educated ones only and by the way, rich does not mean educated or cultivated either!
I am just saying that we should bring in people more like the majority of us here and yes, nicer behavior, attitude and language will be more welcome!
Right?
Who Speaks For Me? You?
Of course I am indignant at the rent increase the PIG of a Fat-Ass is asking for!
First, my room is non-aircon and I don't use vey much electricity. No television set and I don't surf at home because there is no INTERNET connection! And this rent comes right after my 2 and a half week trip during which I was using nothing!
And the PIG of a Fat-Ass has a maid to cook for him and his family and they do eat well and so does the maid. They brew herbal tonic sometimes and yes the $10 the maid asks me for a loan was because the Pig of a Fat-Ass only gave her $20 for medical consultation. The wife watches TV every night and goes on the computer. The maid does the same in the daytime.
In fact it seems like the poor kid Wei Zhao is just an expedient teddy. When the family has time for him, they will play with him and coo sweet nothings to him. If they don't they just chuck him aside or shoo him to bed and it is the maid's responsibility to look after him. Not them!
Family structure indeed!
The maid asks for my back copies of newspapers and if she is so busy, how could she have the time to read? As she never fails to cry her woes about this every time, making her look like she is so pitiful. One gets a feeling she will pass this on to the Pig of a Fat-Ass.
I Am Having Fantastic Meals, Having A Real Good Time And Eating Nutritious Health-Giving Supplements
I am not exactly eating well and the food prices at the coffee-shop rivals any food-court. It is that expensive. I don't get to brew health-giving tonic for myself and I think my health has been suffering the last 2 years I have been leasing places from SHIT-ASSES!
The spring on my mattress now is so bad, it is giving me backaches and "home" life the last 2 years has been HELL, living with SHIT-ASSES!
Who am I to thank for all this?
Everyone has a sob story and they incessantly whine about this but WHILE I think I am not exactly having a field day, I don't think I do what they actually have the cheek and audacity to do - stretch their hands out and asks for money like that and WHINE INCESSANTLY!
As if like other people don't have problems of their own!
Blimbs, bimbs and wimps are famous for this!
I got to see parts of the trailers of the Taiwanese production of "Crystal Boys" once over the chat channel and was duly impressed by the sensitive moments it captured. That was the sole reason why when I chanced upon it at a purely gay bookstore in Taipei named "Gin Gin", I snapped the whole home collection up.
So it was just one of those rare occasions when another gay movie cropped up like "Bangkok Love Story". I got wind of this movie only because before my trip, I had visited a gay fashion house and they were selling this gay guide. It proved to be a handy travel guide, what with its listing of gay places and more importantly, the respective metro of each country.
I was hoping I could catch "Bangkok Love Story" when I was in Bangkok but it hadn't premiered yet. Back home, I found that there was actually a backlog of movies I would love to watch. Movies like the Japanese production "Death Note Spin-Off L- Change The World", "Horton", The WaterHorse" and "The SpiderWick Chronicles".
The first movie is now running at very few cinema halls and I am hoping to catch it before it actually ends its run.
Bangkok Love Story - A Real Big Tragedy
I got to watch it at Vivo which boasted of better seats and indeed it was. Given a choice between watching "The Leap Years" and "Bangkok Love Story', I choose the latter.
First and foremost, the BGR theme has been played over and over again to its death and I think gays have enough of it in real life and in reel life. To me any gay movie is a welcome change! And we all know gay love and sex is always hotter!
But the film turned out to be a total diasaster and a total tragedy!
First the recurring theme of AIDs afflicting a family of a mother (who contracted it from her second husband) and her son (who hustles for money from gay clients after he in turn contracted it from his step-father) and their being scorned and beaten up just doesn't do very much for the image of gays in general. It makes AIDS looks like a strictly homosexual disease.
Then another son in the family is a hired assasin (again, a very bad image for gays) who falls in love with a man he is hired to assasinate who is already bethrothed to a girl.
The love story developed quite nicely albeit a little artifically, the love scenes actually happening on the rooftop of a skyscraper with a train whizzing past. It was kinda surreal and unreal.
Thereafter it was just one tragedy after another. I mean I can understand some tragedy but not to the extent the tragic events just occurred one after the other. The mother hung herself just as his filial son wanna bring her back home to more comfortable living quarters. Then the other son also hangs himself before actually succumbing to AIDS.
The hired assasin is put behind bars, his lover goes blind after a gun shoot out and the MOST TRAGIC moment must be when he gets out of jail in 2575 AD (white hair and all) to be reunited with his love but only to be shot at and dies!
Oh GOD! So what is the film portrating? GAY LIFE is one BIG tragedy? If it ever is, we only have the authorities, society, religion, schools, the media and the whole works to blame for making it so!
It is like the whole environ thingy which is anti-gay and so it becomes hostile and uninviting to gays!
I Feel So Sorry For You Dudes If You Have To Live With Lies Every Day Of Your Life
Look, I have always liked guys. That much I know. But I just realised something.
The guys here are so insecure and touchy, they can't not hang around girls as a cover and a secuirty blanket. Just to make them look normal and mainstream. They can't stand firm on their own two feet and just go with what comes naturally in their hearts and in their minds. They have to live someone's dictates of what a love life should be.
I feel really sorry for them.
Case In Point And I Know What You Are Calling Me - You Are No Gentleman!
Like this couple (a stout guy with his fat galfren, kinda reminiscient of Rhemi, what else) I noticed on the train. A long-haired dude seemed interested in the guy but he was obviously hanging out with the gal for security reasons.
I was kinda disgusted that the long-haired dude had to be sucking up to him. They were army mates from what I can gather. So when the couple wanted to get off the train, I didn't budge an inch.
As they got on the escalator, I could see him staring at me and muttering loads of stuff under his breath while his fat galfren looks on.
Hey, I know what he is saying:
"You pondank! You long haired ah qua, half-man-half woman sissy fart! You think you gall arh that you won't give way for me to pass! You think I have to give way to you instead! You chao ah qua, sissy bastard, long-hair cheebye-lanjiao!"
I just stared back but I know I was hurting inside because I could tell what he was cursing me with under his breath! All this for the sake of loving a man!
Insecure, Kiasu And Kiasi
It was like on Valentine's Day when I sent out some greeting messages to people I know and also to some names on my list whom I have forgotten who they were (because we have never met).
This guy was perturbed and actually used words like "fuck" on an occasion like this. I was appalled and aghast to say the least! Ok ok, it hurts especially when you were expecting some nicer return greetings on a lovers' occasion like this!
And it is true who shoves and pushes on the train. The old, women , thugs,foreigners and the village people. Why? Because they are insecure, kiasu and kiasu. Afraid they can't board or alight from the train in time and they were touchy and not familiar with the surrounds.
Hot Dudes Galore And I Am On Heat
I don't mean to say older guys are not sexy or hot. Of course not too old. I have spotted one or two at the gym and these are hot older dudes. One was clean shaven and so toned and muscular and so was another.
Yesterday, while trying to bring in one of my sexiest underwear which has two pockets of open slits on its side from the laundry pole, the whole darn thing dropped off all the way down to the second level .
I had to knock on this neighbor's door to retrieve it and I was justly rewarded with a hot dude who must have guessed moi was gay by the looks of my underwear!
The Environs Which Works Against
I asked myself why it wasn't happening as much here in Singapore for me especially at the men's clubs. I think it is just the whole environment thingy here when compared to an overseas one.
Then I realised it was also the layout and design of the club themselves. The ones at Taipei and Seoul were more well thought out and so better designed for cruising people up. I mean after all, they have movie areas for lounging around and comfortable beds and instead of standing around, you actually pick your sleeping partner while he is lying down or asleep.
Such Sheer Numbers And Such Great Difference Can Be OverWhelming And Over-Running, Wouldn't It?
Look I don't hate foreigners, especially those foreign guest workers. I know their lives can be tough and the kinda trades they are in are tough. But dealing with such sheer NUMBERS everywhere (the housing estates, the trains, the train stations, the buses, even cafes) are just overwhelming and over-run with them!
I am not saying that we bring in only rich and educated ones only and by the way, rich does not mean educated or cultivated either!
I am just saying that we should bring in people more like the majority of us here and yes, nicer behavior, attitude and language will be more welcome!
Right?
Who Speaks For Me? You?
Of course I am indignant at the rent increase the PIG of a Fat-Ass is asking for!
First, my room is non-aircon and I don't use vey much electricity. No television set and I don't surf at home because there is no INTERNET connection! And this rent comes right after my 2 and a half week trip during which I was using nothing!
And the PIG of a Fat-Ass has a maid to cook for him and his family and they do eat well and so does the maid. They brew herbal tonic sometimes and yes the $10 the maid asks me for a loan was because the Pig of a Fat-Ass only gave her $20 for medical consultation. The wife watches TV every night and goes on the computer. The maid does the same in the daytime.
In fact it seems like the poor kid Wei Zhao is just an expedient teddy. When the family has time for him, they will play with him and coo sweet nothings to him. If they don't they just chuck him aside or shoo him to bed and it is the maid's responsibility to look after him. Not them!
Family structure indeed!
The maid asks for my back copies of newspapers and if she is so busy, how could she have the time to read? As she never fails to cry her woes about this every time, making her look like she is so pitiful. One gets a feeling she will pass this on to the Pig of a Fat-Ass.
I Am Having Fantastic Meals, Having A Real Good Time And Eating Nutritious Health-Giving Supplements
I am not exactly eating well and the food prices at the coffee-shop rivals any food-court. It is that expensive. I don't get to brew health-giving tonic for myself and I think my health has been suffering the last 2 years I have been leasing places from SHIT-ASSES!
The spring on my mattress now is so bad, it is giving me backaches and "home" life the last 2 years has been HELL, living with SHIT-ASSES!
Who am I to thank for all this?
Everyone has a sob story and they incessantly whine about this but WHILE I think I am not exactly having a field day, I don't think I do what they actually have the cheek and audacity to do - stretch their hands out and asks for money like that and WHINE INCESSANTLY!
As if like other people don't have problems of their own!
Blimbs, bimbs and wimps are famous for this!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Horny Banana And Asian Sexcapades
I Am All Bananas Over Bananas
Eversince I came back from my trip, I have been some bitchy horny slut! Can you blame moi? First all those hot, hot, hot, hot sex (and I think my sexcapades deserve a blog on its own, don't you think so?) and then that mountain of a gay porno and gay movie collection!
So you can imagine I have sex 24 hours on my mind especially since I do bump into very hot hot hot dudes at the gym, the kayakers, the runners and so on.
Like earlier on at the gym - good-lookers galore. Or on the track and field. Or just now while moi was having tea at Han's.
A group of canoeists had gathered! I was just looking around for something to eat and promptly notice Han's had a comb of ripe nice yellow bananas. So I ordered one and I am so sorry if the canoeist dude was grinning from cheek to cheek. I ate the banana in front of him and I was looking at his "banana" the whole time, to check if it needed eating too!
And then I didn't have enough so I ordered yet another. And this dude was grinning all over again! Gosh I wished I could have his for my high tea!
Sexcapades On My Trip To Asia
HongKong
Ok there was this hot HongKong dude and it just so happened he was the only one inside the steam bath and I, perchance, stepped in. He showed me his cock and I knew we were onto something so I slurped his cock up and he promptly shot off his cum - so much cum load and he shot so high.
On another occasion, this HongKonger was totally nude - nice fair buttcheeks and I was all aroused. I promptly inserted my cock in between his bum cracks and we did all this behind the back of an Old Fat man who was practising Tai Chi the whole time inside the steam room! Gosh, he should be practising it on that guy!
Taipei
The gym was all cruisy. The guys were doing it openly in the shower cubicles! You should all the hot action going around! Unbelievable!
At the public bathhouse, the place was so hot, I actually spent the morning there and slept overnight. I clambered into bed with this hot dude, just like I did at Seoul.It was hot smooches, kisses, penetration and rubbing myself onto them! HOT HOT HOT!
Seoul
Cute bathrobes issued that if you chose to wear it right, you can show quite a lot of yourself! The public bathhouse was really hard to find and I had to trudge around in heavy snow and call the place up a few times to get the location right. But once there and because of the snow throughout the night, I slept over and it was a HOT HOT HOT place!
I mean if you have two stations that sound similar (Sinchon and Sincheon), you surely will mistake one for the other!
Seoul's metro is really complex with so many stations and the map isn't exactly precise! They have two stations put together when it was actually one stop away from each other! And there wasn't an arrow to show how one station was actually connected to another!
Because as a visitor, you are not familiar wth the start and end point of each line, I find myself holding hard and fast to the metro map everytime I travel. You have to be sure you enter and exit correctly or you will have to pay the fare all over again like I did on two occasions. You also have to transfer correctly to another line and be sure it is going the direction you are heading!
Taipei, Bangkok and Hongkong's metro were a breeze when compared to Seoul!
I met this Korean dude who just graduated from university and who hasn't found a job yet. He has to compete against so many other graduates and jobs are hard to come by.
I told him that at least for him, he faces his own kind. Fairer competition. But for us here, not only do we face our own, we face all those foreign competitors. Who graduate with their own home university degree and they are happy to be employed for half the price!
Eversince I came back from my trip, I have been some bitchy horny slut! Can you blame moi? First all those hot, hot, hot, hot sex (and I think my sexcapades deserve a blog on its own, don't you think so?) and then that mountain of a gay porno and gay movie collection!
So you can imagine I have sex 24 hours on my mind especially since I do bump into very hot hot hot dudes at the gym, the kayakers, the runners and so on.
Like earlier on at the gym - good-lookers galore. Or on the track and field. Or just now while moi was having tea at Han's.
A group of canoeists had gathered! I was just looking around for something to eat and promptly notice Han's had a comb of ripe nice yellow bananas. So I ordered one and I am so sorry if the canoeist dude was grinning from cheek to cheek. I ate the banana in front of him and I was looking at his "banana" the whole time, to check if it needed eating too!
And then I didn't have enough so I ordered yet another. And this dude was grinning all over again! Gosh I wished I could have his for my high tea!
Sexcapades On My Trip To Asia
HongKong
Ok there was this hot HongKong dude and it just so happened he was the only one inside the steam bath and I, perchance, stepped in. He showed me his cock and I knew we were onto something so I slurped his cock up and he promptly shot off his cum - so much cum load and he shot so high.
On another occasion, this HongKonger was totally nude - nice fair buttcheeks and I was all aroused. I promptly inserted my cock in between his bum cracks and we did all this behind the back of an Old Fat man who was practising Tai Chi the whole time inside the steam room! Gosh, he should be practising it on that guy!
Taipei
The gym was all cruisy. The guys were doing it openly in the shower cubicles! You should all the hot action going around! Unbelievable!
At the public bathhouse, the place was so hot, I actually spent the morning there and slept overnight. I clambered into bed with this hot dude, just like I did at Seoul.It was hot smooches, kisses, penetration and rubbing myself onto them! HOT HOT HOT!
Seoul
Cute bathrobes issued that if you chose to wear it right, you can show quite a lot of yourself! The public bathhouse was really hard to find and I had to trudge around in heavy snow and call the place up a few times to get the location right. But once there and because of the snow throughout the night, I slept over and it was a HOT HOT HOT place!
I mean if you have two stations that sound similar (Sinchon and Sincheon), you surely will mistake one for the other!
Seoul's metro is really complex with so many stations and the map isn't exactly precise! They have two stations put together when it was actually one stop away from each other! And there wasn't an arrow to show how one station was actually connected to another!
Because as a visitor, you are not familiar wth the start and end point of each line, I find myself holding hard and fast to the metro map everytime I travel. You have to be sure you enter and exit correctly or you will have to pay the fare all over again like I did on two occasions. You also have to transfer correctly to another line and be sure it is going the direction you are heading!
Taipei, Bangkok and Hongkong's metro were a breeze when compared to Seoul!
I met this Korean dude who just graduated from university and who hasn't found a job yet. He has to compete against so many other graduates and jobs are hard to come by.
I told him that at least for him, he faces his own kind. Fairer competition. But for us here, not only do we face our own, we face all those foreign competitors. Who graduate with their own home university degree and they are happy to be employed for half the price!
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Gosh! Talent, Manpower And Housing Bungles - You Step Down
You Need To Be Knocked Some Sense Into You!
I mean I know there has been a lot of talk about the rough play the Taiwanese parliamentarians have been up to during their hearings and debates.
Heck! There are punch-ups, dust-ups and a few have nursed manya broken nose. But look! Sometimes you need to be knocked some sense into you and to keep politicans on their toes!
Perhaps that explains why Taipei is what it is today! Truly cosmopolitan, open, modern and progressive!
Why Aren't We Attracting The Talent We Want And Need
Well, search within youselves. Look at the whole darn place we have created here! In fact if we can only sell Singapore as a stop-over destination and we have to be bundled up with other countries in the region, our tourism industry must be in serious trouble!
T3 And I Am Sure You Can Think Of More Tourism Products Than That? I Certainly Can
I mean heck, I met a couple of people on my trip and I promised to show them around Singapore! So Monday night, ironically because I had set off and come back too early in the hours for my trip to be able to explore T3, I went to take a look at T3.
It was superbly done up, certainly way better than our T1 and T2. Lots of F&B and retail outlets and the public loos were so hotelsy! And decentralisation rather than ONE BIG CENTRAL terminal sounds a lot more sensible right?
But I had to crack my head to think what to show my friends. So I visited the Vistor Information Counter and I wasn't exactly impressed or convinced by what I hear and see. If even that tourism informer don't know as much, what do I know?
What Else Is A Turn Off?
Better still look at the way our civil service function and all those policies, rules and regulations (really preposterous ones) beginning with schools and all the way up to the work land government level!
What about the kinda people here, our culture, our working culture, the whole works? Our food? Our living expenses? Living quarters? Our shopping and dining experiences? Our places of recreation or lack of?Everything?
Hopes that explains our brain drain!
So who are we attracting? Foreign Third Worlders, village people, low-skilled, semi-skilled or skills that we already have here! People who create nothing!
I Am Horny And I Need To Screw Some Red-Hot Athletic Dudes
Ok ok, so I am a horny slut after my trip through Asia. Can you blame moi if I see all those red-hot Asian dudes from Taipei, HongKong, Seoul and Beijing? The Red Guards! The Korean gymmers.
And now with all those hot Jap gay porn featuring all sorts of unimaginable situations, I am masturbating to the tune of several times a day.
Ok ok, I ran into those hot kayakers and runners here and that makes things even worse!
So why can't we bring these foreign talent here?
In Search Of A Room-Mate And I Am Not A Sissy!
Now that the PIG is increasing the rent by $50, moi thinks he should just get a room mate for another 50 bucks more. The Pig just wanna have more tenants per room so he collects more rent and he can have more fun!
So someone came to view the room yesterday and I had a freezed-up shot of a young hot Jap in porno action on my notebook and I know he was mesmerized!
If anyone thinks that with my long Manga-Anime and Jap hair look, that I have become a bottom, they are in serious trouble and let them think that to their detriment!
*wink*
Screw The Weather
It has been gray, rainy and wet weather here. The kinda chill and cold moi is running away from in those cold countries!
I was joking with the Beijing innkeepers how I noticed a peel of white over my skin (frost?) and seriously my skin is now peeling off and I notice how wrinkled up my fingers are! I told them I think I will age very fast in cold climes and this cant be untrue because the villagers living in the cold places, even though one was only 35, had such wrinkled up face!
The cold weather is wreaking havoc on my skin!
I mean I know there has been a lot of talk about the rough play the Taiwanese parliamentarians have been up to during their hearings and debates.
Heck! There are punch-ups, dust-ups and a few have nursed manya broken nose. But look! Sometimes you need to be knocked some sense into you and to keep politicans on their toes!
Perhaps that explains why Taipei is what it is today! Truly cosmopolitan, open, modern and progressive!
Why Aren't We Attracting The Talent We Want And Need
Well, search within youselves. Look at the whole darn place we have created here! In fact if we can only sell Singapore as a stop-over destination and we have to be bundled up with other countries in the region, our tourism industry must be in serious trouble!
T3 And I Am Sure You Can Think Of More Tourism Products Than That? I Certainly Can
I mean heck, I met a couple of people on my trip and I promised to show them around Singapore! So Monday night, ironically because I had set off and come back too early in the hours for my trip to be able to explore T3, I went to take a look at T3.
It was superbly done up, certainly way better than our T1 and T2. Lots of F&B and retail outlets and the public loos were so hotelsy! And decentralisation rather than ONE BIG CENTRAL terminal sounds a lot more sensible right?
But I had to crack my head to think what to show my friends. So I visited the Vistor Information Counter and I wasn't exactly impressed or convinced by what I hear and see. If even that tourism informer don't know as much, what do I know?
What Else Is A Turn Off?
Better still look at the way our civil service function and all those policies, rules and regulations (really preposterous ones) beginning with schools and all the way up to the work land government level!
What about the kinda people here, our culture, our working culture, the whole works? Our food? Our living expenses? Living quarters? Our shopping and dining experiences? Our places of recreation or lack of?Everything?
Hopes that explains our brain drain!
So who are we attracting? Foreign Third Worlders, village people, low-skilled, semi-skilled or skills that we already have here! People who create nothing!
I Am Horny And I Need To Screw Some Red-Hot Athletic Dudes
Ok ok, so I am a horny slut after my trip through Asia. Can you blame moi if I see all those red-hot Asian dudes from Taipei, HongKong, Seoul and Beijing? The Red Guards! The Korean gymmers.
And now with all those hot Jap gay porn featuring all sorts of unimaginable situations, I am masturbating to the tune of several times a day.
Ok ok, I ran into those hot kayakers and runners here and that makes things even worse!
So why can't we bring these foreign talent here?
In Search Of A Room-Mate And I Am Not A Sissy!
Now that the PIG is increasing the rent by $50, moi thinks he should just get a room mate for another 50 bucks more. The Pig just wanna have more tenants per room so he collects more rent and he can have more fun!
So someone came to view the room yesterday and I had a freezed-up shot of a young hot Jap in porno action on my notebook and I know he was mesmerized!
If anyone thinks that with my long Manga-Anime and Jap hair look, that I have become a bottom, they are in serious trouble and let them think that to their detriment!
*wink*
Screw The Weather
It has been gray, rainy and wet weather here. The kinda chill and cold moi is running away from in those cold countries!
I was joking with the Beijing innkeepers how I noticed a peel of white over my skin (frost?) and seriously my skin is now peeling off and I notice how wrinkled up my fingers are! I told them I think I will age very fast in cold climes and this cant be untrue because the villagers living in the cold places, even though one was only 35, had such wrinkled up face!
The cold weather is wreaking havoc on my skin!
Monday, March 10, 2008
Amazingly Crazy Our Foreign Talent Policy
Liz, You Just Do Your Work And Stop Your Whines! You Are Here To Work, Not Become A Princess Or Hook Up With A Singaporean Man, Or Are You?
Look, it has been a really long time since I last logged on and chatted with someone on MSN. Too long in fact if you ask me! So long that when I did chat with this chap, he was kinda surreal! First he had all these cutesy blinking cartoon icons to say "Hi" and "Goodbye" and so on that I was beginning to get irritated.
Way too cute and you know at my kinda age, I do get irritated easily.
Much like galls who hang onto you, who grates on your nerves and make you wanna puke! Especially when the galls hang out with wimps. Wimps who get all mushy and reliant on the galls and the galls kinda dominate!
Also very much like at "home" now! Liz grates on my nerves everytime and she knows it! I have boycotted speaking with her ever since I got back from my trip because of all the horrendous stories she has been telling moi and all her whines!
Now for a foreign maid, she sure whines a lot! And we thought Singaporeans were the whining lots!
First the administration insults us by telling us we are no talent and if so it is only a no-talent system like theirs that have bred the situation and then, they think Singaporeans are needy and want free handouts!
They think Singaporeans have no pride in themselves. It is only shameless maids like Liz who could cry her woes to me and have no qualms borrowing 10 bucks (and this is apparently to pay back Ken, the other tenant).
Then she dramatise how her daughter back home has stopped her university school and we all know that when I checked with the Myanmese tenant, she had variously told him she had a Burmese boyfriend and to me, she had confided she had a white boyfriend.
WHAT AN OBNOXIOUS, two-timing liar who preys on the goodness and kindness of Singaporeans to trick them out of their money! Almost like all the foreign Third World wussies our fucking administration have been quick to bring on our shores, tearing families asunder and disturbing the peace and quiet of the singles (gay or otherwise, young or old)!
I know some of the foreign gay or women sluts do the same thing too! For some pecuniary advantage or for rent-free purposes, they will do ANYTHING! That includes rocking a family structure or whatever!
Your Foreign Talent Policy Has Missed The Mark By A Very Wide Berth
I thought we would have wanted to court superpowers and technologically advanced countries! I mean wouldn't this create new value-add and higher-chain industries? It would be a welcome change and create jobs for all the graduates who will be studying a university education only to be unemployed!
I mean Raymond's "wife" (gallfren, whatever) has her grandparents here and they actually got our pink card and they hawk fishball soup! What kinda industry is that gonna do for all those graduates?
What is the point of bringing over hordes of villagers or technologically inferior people? No technology transfer, nothing for us! No new industry! No new nothing!
You just need to hang around the office buildings in Tampines and you see one type pre-dominating. Well-dressed and long-sleeved for the office, it makes you wonder what kinda higher-chain work they are creating!
Or to board the train at almost every platform along the North-East or North-South line (stretching from Dhoby Ghaut and beyond) to just get a taste how one or two races again prevail over the rest of us! Or just try getting onboard a bus service 980 one Sunday night and you will see the multitude of our foreign guest workers clambering aboard!
I don't see this in Taipei, HongKong or Seoul except in certain designated touristy or foreign visitors' quarters! Like ChungKing Mansion or Itaewon!
I don't see Asian Chinese or Koreans or Japanese or Taiwanese visiting or working or living here? As much as we are seeing the one, two or three types swarming our country!
So different, so apart, so Third Worldly, from the majority of us here in Singapore! Imagine the irony that Singaporeans have to move out to live in Third World countries while the Third Worlders make Singapore their home!
What kinda fucking policy is that?
Some Way To Go Beijing
Now Beijing is not quite there yet. Yes, they have changed tremendously but it is still backward and largely undeveloped. I mean you just have to check out the eateries to realise they serve very poor man's food fare. Peanuts with rice Simple minced meat noodles. They grow corn for their meals if what some villagers tell me are true!
Yes in some of their outskirts, they have done a great job of building very condo-like houses for their citizens. But the whole environs is still bare land, sand fields and that invites sandstorms.
I mean I only spent two and a half days here, just enought to cover the Great Wall and Forbidden City and there isn't very much to do here.
I Am Trying To Keep My Cold, Chill And Cough At Bay
Oh Gosh! I don't think I can get away from the cold rainy weather here! I thought I could do some sunning today but the weather went all foul again!
Look, it has been a really long time since I last logged on and chatted with someone on MSN. Too long in fact if you ask me! So long that when I did chat with this chap, he was kinda surreal! First he had all these cutesy blinking cartoon icons to say "Hi" and "Goodbye" and so on that I was beginning to get irritated.
Way too cute and you know at my kinda age, I do get irritated easily.
Much like galls who hang onto you, who grates on your nerves and make you wanna puke! Especially when the galls hang out with wimps. Wimps who get all mushy and reliant on the galls and the galls kinda dominate!
Also very much like at "home" now! Liz grates on my nerves everytime and she knows it! I have boycotted speaking with her ever since I got back from my trip because of all the horrendous stories she has been telling moi and all her whines!
Now for a foreign maid, she sure whines a lot! And we thought Singaporeans were the whining lots!
First the administration insults us by telling us we are no talent and if so it is only a no-talent system like theirs that have bred the situation and then, they think Singaporeans are needy and want free handouts!
They think Singaporeans have no pride in themselves. It is only shameless maids like Liz who could cry her woes to me and have no qualms borrowing 10 bucks (and this is apparently to pay back Ken, the other tenant).
Then she dramatise how her daughter back home has stopped her university school and we all know that when I checked with the Myanmese tenant, she had variously told him she had a Burmese boyfriend and to me, she had confided she had a white boyfriend.
WHAT AN OBNOXIOUS, two-timing liar who preys on the goodness and kindness of Singaporeans to trick them out of their money! Almost like all the foreign Third World wussies our fucking administration have been quick to bring on our shores, tearing families asunder and disturbing the peace and quiet of the singles (gay or otherwise, young or old)!
I know some of the foreign gay or women sluts do the same thing too! For some pecuniary advantage or for rent-free purposes, they will do ANYTHING! That includes rocking a family structure or whatever!
Your Foreign Talent Policy Has Missed The Mark By A Very Wide Berth
I thought we would have wanted to court superpowers and technologically advanced countries! I mean wouldn't this create new value-add and higher-chain industries? It would be a welcome change and create jobs for all the graduates who will be studying a university education only to be unemployed!
I mean Raymond's "wife" (gallfren, whatever) has her grandparents here and they actually got our pink card and they hawk fishball soup! What kinda industry is that gonna do for all those graduates?
What is the point of bringing over hordes of villagers or technologically inferior people? No technology transfer, nothing for us! No new industry! No new nothing!
You just need to hang around the office buildings in Tampines and you see one type pre-dominating. Well-dressed and long-sleeved for the office, it makes you wonder what kinda higher-chain work they are creating!
Or to board the train at almost every platform along the North-East or North-South line (stretching from Dhoby Ghaut and beyond) to just get a taste how one or two races again prevail over the rest of us! Or just try getting onboard a bus service 980 one Sunday night and you will see the multitude of our foreign guest workers clambering aboard!
I don't see this in Taipei, HongKong or Seoul except in certain designated touristy or foreign visitors' quarters! Like ChungKing Mansion or Itaewon!
I don't see Asian Chinese or Koreans or Japanese or Taiwanese visiting or working or living here? As much as we are seeing the one, two or three types swarming our country!
So different, so apart, so Third Worldly, from the majority of us here in Singapore! Imagine the irony that Singaporeans have to move out to live in Third World countries while the Third Worlders make Singapore their home!
What kinda fucking policy is that?
Some Way To Go Beijing
Now Beijing is not quite there yet. Yes, they have changed tremendously but it is still backward and largely undeveloped. I mean you just have to check out the eateries to realise they serve very poor man's food fare. Peanuts with rice Simple minced meat noodles. They grow corn for their meals if what some villagers tell me are true!
Yes in some of their outskirts, they have done a great job of building very condo-like houses for their citizens. But the whole environs is still bare land, sand fields and that invites sandstorms.
I mean I only spent two and a half days here, just enought to cover the Great Wall and Forbidden City and there isn't very much to do here.
I Am Trying To Keep My Cold, Chill And Cough At Bay
Oh Gosh! I don't think I can get away from the cold rainy weather here! I thought I could do some sunning today but the weather went all foul again!
Saturday, March 08, 2008
NWO And The FANE - An Asian Perspective
Raymond Is Living Proof How Sexuality Is Fundamental And You Can't Change It - If You Do, It Is Only For The Worse
Now, Raymond's (also known as Kent or Micheal) family life proves how unsupportive our Singapore system is of a family structure.
This is made worse because Raymond is probably gay to begin with, then because of some familial pressure and his own sudden innate stirrings to wanna start a family, he got hooked up with a China gall from Fukien province and she yes she can pass for one of us. Her Hokkien is very similar to ours.
But she is really full of emo. One minute she is cuddling her son, playing with him and the next, angry, scolding and shooing him away to sleep.
Liz the maid has shown me the divorce proceedings letter from the legal aid bureau and medical certificates from the National Skin Centre. If Liz's accounts are true, she suffers from some sexual diseases either she contracted on her own or from Raymond. Looks like genital herpes.
Raymond used to be a renov man. Now he plays mahjong for money, horse bets and even tikam lottery. After Wei Zhao is born, the whole family comes under even greater pressure. He has lost his feelings for the woman and they live apart and don't get along very well. One gets the feeling that he is leasing out the rooms so that the "wife" has another shot at a remarriage. She is young after all, only about in her mid-twenties.
And of course, he can have his fun too with the male tenants!
Raymond is half Taoist, half Buddhist and very, very superstitious. Late into the nights, he will pray and you should see the kinda big joss sticks he sticks into the urns and on the altar. Fire hazard!Everytime Wei Zhao cries, the family thinks it is kinda superstitious or something. So it is off to consult the home temple medium.
Worse he moves into the other room and sleeps in with the tenants, uninvited and after the tenants have paid him their due rents. Seriously outrageous! And imagine for a bisexual who has marital problems what this can only mean?
Now he wanna increase the rent by $50 and I have to think if I should move on or stay on.
At the centre of it all is Wei Zhao. Poor Wei Zhao. Poor poor Wei Zhao. He shouldn't be seeing all those things going on around him between his parents, the tenants and so on !
Liz, the maid has her own set of problems and she is giving me plenty. She has three children back home and she and her husband have marital problems. She has a white boyfriend in HongKong and if you ask me, she doesnt seem too clean for a married woman.
If she can't cope with work, she shouldn't really be working here. And the REALLY BIG LIES she loves telling. I am sick of all her complaints!
This is the kinda outrage I am being subjected to, just leasing places from landlords like Raymond. I mean I chose the life I chose precisely because I don't wanna put a gall in a predicament like Raymond is and now that a child has come along, it just makes the whole situation worse.
Fuck your fucking policy! Besides a minimum occupation period, there is also a minimum waiting out period and in my situation, I am caught for another two and half years!
And if I am not into galls, I AM JUST NOT INTO GALLS! Nothing is gonna change that! So please don't throw galls along my way and insult me! It just won't happen!
New World Order And The Free And Natural Economy - Of Asia, Our New Home
As I have mentioned, when I look around me at the Koreans, the Taiwanese and the HongKongers, we all look almost similar. Chinese. So I think it is time the Asian Chinese (and yes the Koreans and Japanese have to start thinking of themselves to be that way too) should all try to connect and align themselves as ONE people.
It is probably the older generation, some women and those still living in the villages who are a bit different from the rest of us. Education should change that. And it only remains that all Asians need to be taught communication, being polite and doing away with their crude and old traditional ways, particularly the bad ones.
Then we can all truly be ONE BIG ASIAN CHINESE family! And that includes our South-East Asian Chinese counterparts. The Thais and so on.
After that, then we begin to embrace the other members in our Asian family. The Malays, the Indians. They are Asian too.
We think up our own Asian model of education (veering away from an exam-based kinda system to a skills-based kinda system). Our own Asian cafes (gosh, the street snack I sample in Korea can't be any worse than the pretzels or the donuts that dominate the cafes of Seoul) and increasingly using Asian models for Asian fashion brands, even international brands.
Opportuning Asians to learn Asian languages like Korean, Thai and Japanese. It will be great if they can speak some English but hey, if they can't, then it is "US" who must change. I learn to speak Korean, Thai and Japanese and you know what, this will be part of my educational resolution, among enrolling myself for a degree course soon.
We are not whites, remember that but it just so happen that here in Singapore, we have concentrated on English and Mandarin (therefore literature in the first language is particularly favoured) but neglected other Asian languages which are reserved for only the top educational elites. The third language policy! Another screw-up!
Don't forget the days of just building 4 room or bigger flats, thinking that demand will always go that way and neglecting to build smaller flats like 2 or 3-room. And how we forgot to train our own people in doctoring or nursing care (we used to have stringent criteria for our own people to be doctors and lawyers) and the hospitality/tourism trade. Screw our housing and manpower planning!
The system doesn't even allow people like me the chance to just wanna pick up some conversational Asian languages, not another quest for super grades to hit a straight "A" record. Just to say hello and communicate with other Asians like the Thais, Koreans or Japanese!
Seriously fucked up!
Some More Asian ReCollections
Yes I saw Singaporeans living in Taiwan (maybe already a resident) and Thailand. Yes Beijing is dusty and yes they have fishing and farming villages but in other towns they have built some fantastic condo-like living quarters. Yes I lived in a hutong which was superbly made over but flushing, like in Taipei, can be problematic.
Yes they do shove and push on the trains, like here in Singapore too. But education should change that and somehow it is usually the older, the women and the villagers who do that.
Yes, Taipei has some neat beaches that rival ours and yes I visited their gay beach too. Just too sand duny and dusty though but still thriving. Singapore's died long time ago.
I had some security person accompanying me back to my hostel on my first night out in Beijing and I really appreciated the gesture! That dude was cute! I just wished it had been the Red Guard! They were hotter, cuter and taller (some of them)!
It is so cold at night in Beijing, I don't feel like going out anywhere except to sleep in and cover myself with warm sheets. It is just as cold sitting out in the hostel area. Now we all know why bears hibernate! Seriously waste of energy and time to expend during cold wintry climes!
Beijing is also dusty because it is covered in sand fields in most parts of the capital. That explains the dust and sand storm they periodically encounter!
Back here in Singapore, it has been rainy and cold too except for the last two days and these were days I took advantage of to tan and get out in the sun. To thaw and to bask in the sun! Hurrah for that!
All the cities I went were just as safe and sound and nothing untoward happened!
But hey the experience of travelling across Asia was all seriously worth it!
Now, Raymond's (also known as Kent or Micheal) family life proves how unsupportive our Singapore system is of a family structure.
This is made worse because Raymond is probably gay to begin with, then because of some familial pressure and his own sudden innate stirrings to wanna start a family, he got hooked up with a China gall from Fukien province and she yes she can pass for one of us. Her Hokkien is very similar to ours.
But she is really full of emo. One minute she is cuddling her son, playing with him and the next, angry, scolding and shooing him away to sleep.
Liz the maid has shown me the divorce proceedings letter from the legal aid bureau and medical certificates from the National Skin Centre. If Liz's accounts are true, she suffers from some sexual diseases either she contracted on her own or from Raymond. Looks like genital herpes.
Raymond used to be a renov man. Now he plays mahjong for money, horse bets and even tikam lottery. After Wei Zhao is born, the whole family comes under even greater pressure. He has lost his feelings for the woman and they live apart and don't get along very well. One gets the feeling that he is leasing out the rooms so that the "wife" has another shot at a remarriage. She is young after all, only about in her mid-twenties.
And of course, he can have his fun too with the male tenants!
Raymond is half Taoist, half Buddhist and very, very superstitious. Late into the nights, he will pray and you should see the kinda big joss sticks he sticks into the urns and on the altar. Fire hazard!Everytime Wei Zhao cries, the family thinks it is kinda superstitious or something. So it is off to consult the home temple medium.
Worse he moves into the other room and sleeps in with the tenants, uninvited and after the tenants have paid him their due rents. Seriously outrageous! And imagine for a bisexual who has marital problems what this can only mean?
Now he wanna increase the rent by $50 and I have to think if I should move on or stay on.
At the centre of it all is Wei Zhao. Poor Wei Zhao. Poor poor Wei Zhao. He shouldn't be seeing all those things going on around him between his parents, the tenants and so on !
Liz, the maid has her own set of problems and she is giving me plenty. She has three children back home and she and her husband have marital problems. She has a white boyfriend in HongKong and if you ask me, she doesnt seem too clean for a married woman.
If she can't cope with work, she shouldn't really be working here. And the REALLY BIG LIES she loves telling. I am sick of all her complaints!
This is the kinda outrage I am being subjected to, just leasing places from landlords like Raymond. I mean I chose the life I chose precisely because I don't wanna put a gall in a predicament like Raymond is and now that a child has come along, it just makes the whole situation worse.
Fuck your fucking policy! Besides a minimum occupation period, there is also a minimum waiting out period and in my situation, I am caught for another two and half years!
And if I am not into galls, I AM JUST NOT INTO GALLS! Nothing is gonna change that! So please don't throw galls along my way and insult me! It just won't happen!
New World Order And The Free And Natural Economy - Of Asia, Our New Home
As I have mentioned, when I look around me at the Koreans, the Taiwanese and the HongKongers, we all look almost similar. Chinese. So I think it is time the Asian Chinese (and yes the Koreans and Japanese have to start thinking of themselves to be that way too) should all try to connect and align themselves as ONE people.
It is probably the older generation, some women and those still living in the villages who are a bit different from the rest of us. Education should change that. And it only remains that all Asians need to be taught communication, being polite and doing away with their crude and old traditional ways, particularly the bad ones.
Then we can all truly be ONE BIG ASIAN CHINESE family! And that includes our South-East Asian Chinese counterparts. The Thais and so on.
After that, then we begin to embrace the other members in our Asian family. The Malays, the Indians. They are Asian too.
We think up our own Asian model of education (veering away from an exam-based kinda system to a skills-based kinda system). Our own Asian cafes (gosh, the street snack I sample in Korea can't be any worse than the pretzels or the donuts that dominate the cafes of Seoul) and increasingly using Asian models for Asian fashion brands, even international brands.
Opportuning Asians to learn Asian languages like Korean, Thai and Japanese. It will be great if they can speak some English but hey, if they can't, then it is "US" who must change. I learn to speak Korean, Thai and Japanese and you know what, this will be part of my educational resolution, among enrolling myself for a degree course soon.
We are not whites, remember that but it just so happen that here in Singapore, we have concentrated on English and Mandarin (therefore literature in the first language is particularly favoured) but neglected other Asian languages which are reserved for only the top educational elites. The third language policy! Another screw-up!
Don't forget the days of just building 4 room or bigger flats, thinking that demand will always go that way and neglecting to build smaller flats like 2 or 3-room. And how we forgot to train our own people in doctoring or nursing care (we used to have stringent criteria for our own people to be doctors and lawyers) and the hospitality/tourism trade. Screw our housing and manpower planning!
The system doesn't even allow people like me the chance to just wanna pick up some conversational Asian languages, not another quest for super grades to hit a straight "A" record. Just to say hello and communicate with other Asians like the Thais, Koreans or Japanese!
Seriously fucked up!
Some More Asian ReCollections
Yes I saw Singaporeans living in Taiwan (maybe already a resident) and Thailand. Yes Beijing is dusty and yes they have fishing and farming villages but in other towns they have built some fantastic condo-like living quarters. Yes I lived in a hutong which was superbly made over but flushing, like in Taipei, can be problematic.
Yes they do shove and push on the trains, like here in Singapore too. But education should change that and somehow it is usually the older, the women and the villagers who do that.
Yes, Taipei has some neat beaches that rival ours and yes I visited their gay beach too. Just too sand duny and dusty though but still thriving. Singapore's died long time ago.
I had some security person accompanying me back to my hostel on my first night out in Beijing and I really appreciated the gesture! That dude was cute! I just wished it had been the Red Guard! They were hotter, cuter and taller (some of them)!
It is so cold at night in Beijing, I don't feel like going out anywhere except to sleep in and cover myself with warm sheets. It is just as cold sitting out in the hostel area. Now we all know why bears hibernate! Seriously waste of energy and time to expend during cold wintry climes!
Beijing is also dusty because it is covered in sand fields in most parts of the capital. That explains the dust and sand storm they periodically encounter!
Back here in Singapore, it has been rainy and cold too except for the last two days and these were days I took advantage of to tan and get out in the sun. To thaw and to bask in the sun! Hurrah for that!
All the cities I went were just as safe and sound and nothing untoward happened!
But hey the experience of travelling across Asia was all seriously worth it!
Friday, March 07, 2008
A Matter Of A Bit More Clamp
O God! More Clamped Up Than Ever
It has been more than a month that I have put on those metal wires and brackets wrapped around my teeth. Those metallic contraptions orthodontists call braces.
I distinctly remember specifying that I wanted the red ones but in the end I was handed those silvery metallic ones which look a bit outmoded. Why when I ordered orange juice but instead got a whole tropical durian fruit squeezed into my juice glass is of course beyond my comprehension!
The braces feel like a clamp and yesterday my ortho just tightened them a notch or two! So I know it is really tight and I am even more clamped up to talk and lost for words!
It has been more than a month that I have put on those metal wires and brackets wrapped around my teeth. Those metallic contraptions orthodontists call braces.
I distinctly remember specifying that I wanted the red ones but in the end I was handed those silvery metallic ones which look a bit outmoded. Why when I ordered orange juice but instead got a whole tropical durian fruit squeezed into my juice glass is of course beyond my comprehension!
The braces feel like a clamp and yesterday my ortho just tightened them a notch or two! So I know it is really tight and I am even more clamped up to talk and lost for words!
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Where Goes The Asian Chinese Foreign Talent?
You Don't Even Need Plastic Surgery To Look Different
By now you would have known that the photo on my passport doesn't look the least bit like me. That pic was taken when I was still having some meat around me, I was old and haggard and was sporting a short hair-cut and was most likely depressed and lonely.
Voila, fast forward 5 years later, sporting a long flowy hair-do (courtesy of Mr Manga and Anime), doing away with glasses and having lost some weight, I was a TOTALLY NEW PERSON.
Almost all the immigration officers did a double take when they looked down at my photo and up again at moi.
The only immigration officer who made me take a cam shoot was the Thai one and she was probably having a bitchy day! What with two Italian gall tourists who didn't have their boarding passes with them and weren't about to give up argueing with her! Good for yer, bitch!
Bright Lights, Big Cities
And yes, Seoul has this elevator car-parking lot and the motel was seriously advanced. Everytime moi approaches the doorway, the light switches on and when moi walks away, it switches off.
Seoul is the 2nd most Christianised country in Asia, apparently. That explains a gall at the airport soliciting for donations and an old man coming onto me about being saved by Jesus. And those Western cafes. So many of them! The galls were really helpful but too bad I am NOT INTO Korean galls or any kinda galls for that matter!
Taipei, HongKong and Seoul look almost the same in the way they built their cities except that Seoul is seriously expensive and very very modernised. All three boast of good fashion wear like Japan but Japan is louder, brighter and flashier (their neons and their arcades can be heard a mile away).
Taipei is such an open society, it puts us to shame.
All our erroneous claims of being First World, modern and cosmopolitan. I don't even know what we are defining cosmopolitan to be. Because we don't seem to be getting that kinda progressive, modern, cosmopolitans here save for those from Third World countries, from the villages and the countryside and so on and predominantly of one or two racial and national ethnic composition, right along with all their Third World myths, superstitions and practices.
The honor of cosmopolitanism and of being truly First World belongs to Taipei! Not us!
Why Arent We Attracting These Hot HongKongers, Taiwanese And Koreans?
When I look at all those Asians, they all look similar to us except that the language was different. Cantonese, Hokkien, Mandarin and Korean. It doesn't matter. We all look almost the same. Asian Chinese. It is just a wonder why we dont seem to attract these foreign talent rather than the ones we are currently attracting!
Fucking crying shame!
By now you would have known that the photo on my passport doesn't look the least bit like me. That pic was taken when I was still having some meat around me, I was old and haggard and was sporting a short hair-cut and was most likely depressed and lonely.
Voila, fast forward 5 years later, sporting a long flowy hair-do (courtesy of Mr Manga and Anime), doing away with glasses and having lost some weight, I was a TOTALLY NEW PERSON.
Almost all the immigration officers did a double take when they looked down at my photo and up again at moi.
The only immigration officer who made me take a cam shoot was the Thai one and she was probably having a bitchy day! What with two Italian gall tourists who didn't have their boarding passes with them and weren't about to give up argueing with her! Good for yer, bitch!
Bright Lights, Big Cities
And yes, Seoul has this elevator car-parking lot and the motel was seriously advanced. Everytime moi approaches the doorway, the light switches on and when moi walks away, it switches off.
Seoul is the 2nd most Christianised country in Asia, apparently. That explains a gall at the airport soliciting for donations and an old man coming onto me about being saved by Jesus. And those Western cafes. So many of them! The galls were really helpful but too bad I am NOT INTO Korean galls or any kinda galls for that matter!
Taipei, HongKong and Seoul look almost the same in the way they built their cities except that Seoul is seriously expensive and very very modernised. All three boast of good fashion wear like Japan but Japan is louder, brighter and flashier (their neons and their arcades can be heard a mile away).
Taipei is such an open society, it puts us to shame.
All our erroneous claims of being First World, modern and cosmopolitan. I don't even know what we are defining cosmopolitan to be. Because we don't seem to be getting that kinda progressive, modern, cosmopolitans here save for those from Third World countries, from the villages and the countryside and so on and predominantly of one or two racial and national ethnic composition, right along with all their Third World myths, superstitions and practices.
The honor of cosmopolitanism and of being truly First World belongs to Taipei! Not us!
Why Arent We Attracting These Hot HongKongers, Taiwanese And Koreans?
When I look at all those Asians, they all look similar to us except that the language was different. Cantonese, Hokkien, Mandarin and Korean. It doesn't matter. We all look almost the same. Asian Chinese. It is just a wonder why we dont seem to attract these foreign talent rather than the ones we are currently attracting!
Fucking crying shame!
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
My Trip Across Asia
A Clean Sweep Across Asia
I left quietly for an 18-day tour of Asia's major cities on an early Friday morning. I had packed all my stuff into one haversack and that was the way I intended - travel light, real light.
Who Do I Have For Company On Board The Flights
My first stop was to HongKong. As it was with most of the window seats I have had on almost all the flights I took, I was always sitting next to some old blimp or bimb. Didn't strike up anything much and there were a couple of business-suit, snooty types. Wasn't the least bit interested.
Hongkong saw me holing up in the right location - Kowloon's shopping belt - Nathan Road but the wrong place - Chung King Mansion - home to Little India, Little Arab and Little Africa.
Worst, the last two nights I was itching so bad and I spotted this real humongous bed bug! Didn't help the counter was manned by an old China woman, the water heater didn't work half the time and I was actually running into the same foreigners I am trying to run away from back home.
BRRRRRR - It Is Cold AlRight
When I landed at the airport, it was between 10 to 15 degree Celsius. It was really cold and because it was nearing the end of winter, the people of HongKong were fashionably togged out in their winter wear. Just like in Taipei and Seoul.
I had a runny nose and my eyes smart and tear and redden most of the time.
California Fitness Saved Me From Most Third World-Like Unsanitary Conditions
If not for the presence of California Fitness in those cities I visited, I would not have visited the different parts of the countries I went or had refuge from the cold in their saunas and steam baths or their huge hotspring jaccuzis in Taipei and Seoul.
If not for California Fitness, I would not have had the benefit of a hot shower, clean toilet and other bathing facilities especially in those stinkholes in Hongkong and Bangkok.
Thank god for California Fitness!
HongKong
I did window-shopping, of course, along Nathan Road. Most swimming pools were closed because of the winter season but I had great fun just checking out their shopping malls and their eateries.
Food was expensive and disappointing - nothing to crow about. But they have very plush seats on some of their bus services. The public bathhouse was disappointing save for one which was so elegantly decked out, 10 times better than its Singapore counterpart. And a really swell-looking crowd. I found a HongKong dude at the gym and had fun with him!
Taipei
When I flew in from around the airport, I couldn't help noticing how countryside and villagy Taipei was. That was only because I havent got down to their city area. The area where I was residing was part of old Taipei. The streets are dirty and many stray dogs run around, shitting and peeing all over the shop.
But they have spruced up the area especially one particular street where it has become a mecca for the fashionable young. My hostel was made over and it is clean, modern and neat, looking and smelling almost like a motel.
And Taipei is open, modern and loud when it comes to communicating gay life on the streets. They have their parades and huge events are held almost every month. The Eslite bookstore openly displays gay nude magazines and in these magazines, you can order porno by the phone (though they failed to deliver to me on the two occasions I did).
Like Hongkong, Taipei is one huge winter fashion street. They have more products, more designs and more brands. You will be surprised their public toilets can sense you inside the cubicle and automatically opens up its bidet cover for you. You can also open and close the bidet covers by pressing on some panel control inside the cubicle. Seriously modern!
Back at the gym, there is open cavorting around the shower areas and it is really hot. I found myself fucking up a hot gorgeous Taiwanese hunk here. Like I was seized by the moment by this cute, small Hongkong dude with tight buns at the steam bath back in HongKong.
There is this ONE public bathhouse which is new and had such great facilities and fantastic patrons that I stayed over throughout the night. Hot fun!
I bought up magazines and their popular "Crystal Boys" home video series. Something Singapore will never allow and never have, despite all our claims of being First World, modern and being the heart of Asia - seriously erroneous claims if you ask me.
Food is fantastic here only because many of their snacks are hand-made and the chilli sauce or paste make all the difference in the food you eat. I did hair rebonding here for only S$32 (which could easily cost me $150-$200 back home in Singapore) under the mastership of an old Taiwanese lady.
You can find many of their old buildings here intact like the CKS Memorial Hall (impressive with three big halls standing on huge sprawling parade grounds and CKS's statue sitting amidst one of them) which has been renamed the Freedom Square and their National Library.
Seoul
Very very very cold. Clean and modern though they have conserved most of their traditional character. Just too many Western-style cafes like Starbucks, Tom & Toms and a host of others. Sometimes at the expense of their own traditional eating houses I thought. Visitors would like to sample Korean cuisines I thought, more than they would Western food.
I got to eat their noodles and gruel though. And the Korean guys at the gym are all hunks with fantastic physiques. You should see the ritual they go through in taking a shower, like the Japanese. Scrubbing, soaping, towelling, squatting and so on.
On the day I visited Rodeo Street on Apujeong, it snowed. At first, I thought it was dust falling from the sky but then I realised it was snow. Soon it morphed into a huge snowfall and it was just as well that I spent the night at a public bathhouse.
The Korean dudes are hot and they cavort openly. I couldn't really get to sleep as the moment I do, someone would sleep right next to me and want something - like sex, a blow-job, a whatever!
Really hot!
Beijing
By the time I arrived, I was almost numb from cold and because of the many cold drinks I have had, I was nursing a sore throat and cough. I visited Tian An Men and yes it is huge and impressive but I didn't get to see Mao's body at the masoleum. Wrong day and wrong time!
The Forbidden City was ok and there is this Hall of Mental Cultivation where the Emperor kept his wardrobe, ornaments and jewelleries. And these were for his "mental cultivation". But at the end of the signpost, he says that the secret is actually to desire less. Now he tells us after he has everything!
Like I remarked to Chet, an India-born Londoner/New Yorker, the palace looks like one huge social and recreational playground for the emperor minus the golf!
The second day I climbed the Great Wall and this isn't the touristy place that most visitors go. This is the 4-hour hike up and down the wall starting from Jin Shan (in Hebei province) all the way to Sima Tai (in Beijing). A climb that requires some endurance, some physical fitness and some getting used to the cold.
My legs went all hobbly and weak during and after the climb and today, I am still resting to recuperate.
Did some shopping at the Wangfujing and of course visited the only Calif gym here. But nights are too cold and all I could do was stay home and sleep between warm sheets.
BangKok
Visited old haunts for food and drinks and yes the gyms. Especially the one that wasn't open yet when I last visited. Some have been revamped and food prices seem to have gone up.
They have closed down the Best massage parlor they have and now there doesn't exactly seem to have one that matches the kinda service and massage the closed-down one offers.
But at least I still get to drink authentic lemongrass! And the massage is still way better than Singapore's.
I got to buy gay porno off the streets of Bangkok. All I need do was ask and I was led to the backshop where the pornos were DVD quality and crystal clear that come complete with movie picture cover jacket. Nothing surreptitious like here in Singapore. I also bought a few Asian gay movie titles. None which will ever be available here in Singapore!
Immigration Smart Alecky Hubris
Most departing airports would have screened and X-rayed our hand luggages thoroughly so that the arriving ones are spared the hassle. But it seems that the immigration here wanna waste their precious time and resources by making moi go for one more round here at our airport!
To top it all, they have this 6-page fold over travellers' note, demanding declaration of hard physical currency and bearer negotiable instruments that exceed SGD30 000. It was totally ridiculous as I think most travellers would have brought along their cheque books and write out the values then, rather than before the event. And it is totally stupid to ask from whom and to whom the CBNI are intended and to even ask for the addresses.
All this in the name of combating terrorism financing and money laundering!
No wonder most travllers were stumped!
Come April there will be a budget announcement and from what I understand, a major cabinet reshufflle. I can only wish that the portfolios of finance, education, home affairs, information and the arts and national development will see stiff-necks and bozos being booted out from office!
AMEN!
I left quietly for an 18-day tour of Asia's major cities on an early Friday morning. I had packed all my stuff into one haversack and that was the way I intended - travel light, real light.
Who Do I Have For Company On Board The Flights
My first stop was to HongKong. As it was with most of the window seats I have had on almost all the flights I took, I was always sitting next to some old blimp or bimb. Didn't strike up anything much and there were a couple of business-suit, snooty types. Wasn't the least bit interested.
Hongkong saw me holing up in the right location - Kowloon's shopping belt - Nathan Road but the wrong place - Chung King Mansion - home to Little India, Little Arab and Little Africa.
Worst, the last two nights I was itching so bad and I spotted this real humongous bed bug! Didn't help the counter was manned by an old China woman, the water heater didn't work half the time and I was actually running into the same foreigners I am trying to run away from back home.
BRRRRRR - It Is Cold AlRight
When I landed at the airport, it was between 10 to 15 degree Celsius. It was really cold and because it was nearing the end of winter, the people of HongKong were fashionably togged out in their winter wear. Just like in Taipei and Seoul.
I had a runny nose and my eyes smart and tear and redden most of the time.
California Fitness Saved Me From Most Third World-Like Unsanitary Conditions
If not for the presence of California Fitness in those cities I visited, I would not have visited the different parts of the countries I went or had refuge from the cold in their saunas and steam baths or their huge hotspring jaccuzis in Taipei and Seoul.
If not for California Fitness, I would not have had the benefit of a hot shower, clean toilet and other bathing facilities especially in those stinkholes in Hongkong and Bangkok.
Thank god for California Fitness!
HongKong
I did window-shopping, of course, along Nathan Road. Most swimming pools were closed because of the winter season but I had great fun just checking out their shopping malls and their eateries.
Food was expensive and disappointing - nothing to crow about. But they have very plush seats on some of their bus services. The public bathhouse was disappointing save for one which was so elegantly decked out, 10 times better than its Singapore counterpart. And a really swell-looking crowd. I found a HongKong dude at the gym and had fun with him!
Taipei
When I flew in from around the airport, I couldn't help noticing how countryside and villagy Taipei was. That was only because I havent got down to their city area. The area where I was residing was part of old Taipei. The streets are dirty and many stray dogs run around, shitting and peeing all over the shop.
But they have spruced up the area especially one particular street where it has become a mecca for the fashionable young. My hostel was made over and it is clean, modern and neat, looking and smelling almost like a motel.
And Taipei is open, modern and loud when it comes to communicating gay life on the streets. They have their parades and huge events are held almost every month. The Eslite bookstore openly displays gay nude magazines and in these magazines, you can order porno by the phone (though they failed to deliver to me on the two occasions I did).
Like Hongkong, Taipei is one huge winter fashion street. They have more products, more designs and more brands. You will be surprised their public toilets can sense you inside the cubicle and automatically opens up its bidet cover for you. You can also open and close the bidet covers by pressing on some panel control inside the cubicle. Seriously modern!
Back at the gym, there is open cavorting around the shower areas and it is really hot. I found myself fucking up a hot gorgeous Taiwanese hunk here. Like I was seized by the moment by this cute, small Hongkong dude with tight buns at the steam bath back in HongKong.
There is this ONE public bathhouse which is new and had such great facilities and fantastic patrons that I stayed over throughout the night. Hot fun!
I bought up magazines and their popular "Crystal Boys" home video series. Something Singapore will never allow and never have, despite all our claims of being First World, modern and being the heart of Asia - seriously erroneous claims if you ask me.
Food is fantastic here only because many of their snacks are hand-made and the chilli sauce or paste make all the difference in the food you eat. I did hair rebonding here for only S$32 (which could easily cost me $150-$200 back home in Singapore) under the mastership of an old Taiwanese lady.
You can find many of their old buildings here intact like the CKS Memorial Hall (impressive with three big halls standing on huge sprawling parade grounds and CKS's statue sitting amidst one of them) which has been renamed the Freedom Square and their National Library.
Seoul
Very very very cold. Clean and modern though they have conserved most of their traditional character. Just too many Western-style cafes like Starbucks, Tom & Toms and a host of others. Sometimes at the expense of their own traditional eating houses I thought. Visitors would like to sample Korean cuisines I thought, more than they would Western food.
I got to eat their noodles and gruel though. And the Korean guys at the gym are all hunks with fantastic physiques. You should see the ritual they go through in taking a shower, like the Japanese. Scrubbing, soaping, towelling, squatting and so on.
On the day I visited Rodeo Street on Apujeong, it snowed. At first, I thought it was dust falling from the sky but then I realised it was snow. Soon it morphed into a huge snowfall and it was just as well that I spent the night at a public bathhouse.
The Korean dudes are hot and they cavort openly. I couldn't really get to sleep as the moment I do, someone would sleep right next to me and want something - like sex, a blow-job, a whatever!
Really hot!
Beijing
By the time I arrived, I was almost numb from cold and because of the many cold drinks I have had, I was nursing a sore throat and cough. I visited Tian An Men and yes it is huge and impressive but I didn't get to see Mao's body at the masoleum. Wrong day and wrong time!
The Forbidden City was ok and there is this Hall of Mental Cultivation where the Emperor kept his wardrobe, ornaments and jewelleries. And these were for his "mental cultivation". But at the end of the signpost, he says that the secret is actually to desire less. Now he tells us after he has everything!
Like I remarked to Chet, an India-born Londoner/New Yorker, the palace looks like one huge social and recreational playground for the emperor minus the golf!
The second day I climbed the Great Wall and this isn't the touristy place that most visitors go. This is the 4-hour hike up and down the wall starting from Jin Shan (in Hebei province) all the way to Sima Tai (in Beijing). A climb that requires some endurance, some physical fitness and some getting used to the cold.
My legs went all hobbly and weak during and after the climb and today, I am still resting to recuperate.
Did some shopping at the Wangfujing and of course visited the only Calif gym here. But nights are too cold and all I could do was stay home and sleep between warm sheets.
BangKok
Visited old haunts for food and drinks and yes the gyms. Especially the one that wasn't open yet when I last visited. Some have been revamped and food prices seem to have gone up.
They have closed down the Best massage parlor they have and now there doesn't exactly seem to have one that matches the kinda service and massage the closed-down one offers.
But at least I still get to drink authentic lemongrass! And the massage is still way better than Singapore's.
I got to buy gay porno off the streets of Bangkok. All I need do was ask and I was led to the backshop where the pornos were DVD quality and crystal clear that come complete with movie picture cover jacket. Nothing surreptitious like here in Singapore. I also bought a few Asian gay movie titles. None which will ever be available here in Singapore!
Immigration Smart Alecky Hubris
Most departing airports would have screened and X-rayed our hand luggages thoroughly so that the arriving ones are spared the hassle. But it seems that the immigration here wanna waste their precious time and resources by making moi go for one more round here at our airport!
To top it all, they have this 6-page fold over travellers' note, demanding declaration of hard physical currency and bearer negotiable instruments that exceed SGD30 000. It was totally ridiculous as I think most travellers would have brought along their cheque books and write out the values then, rather than before the event. And it is totally stupid to ask from whom and to whom the CBNI are intended and to even ask for the addresses.
All this in the name of combating terrorism financing and money laundering!
No wonder most travllers were stumped!
Come April there will be a budget announcement and from what I understand, a major cabinet reshufflle. I can only wish that the portfolios of finance, education, home affairs, information and the arts and national development will see stiff-necks and bozos being booted out from office!
AMEN!
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
More Games People Play
The Pram Brigade
The pram brigade. Well ok, you see loads of China nationals here too and yes, the elderly and occasionally the wheelchair bound.
That is what this new (it is almost 7 years old and I guess that is relatively new) estate is all about. Couples (married or otherwise) pushing their infants and toddlers around in prams.
This is far better than where moi was before. At least if I wanna strike up a rapport or I find the baby really cute, I pinch their cheeks or go all goo-ga-ga over them.
But like Wei Zhao who is in the care and hands of Liz, the Indonesian maid employed to look after him, you get to see all kinds of parenting skills.
Parents who actually plant ideas into their kids and have them wanting the things done to them when they actually would have just sat still in their prams and not break out into a big sob.
Sample this:
Mom: "You want Daddy to carry you, don't you?"
Toddler, sitting still at first but suddenly lighting up at the subliminal suggestion and reach his hands out for Daddy.
Daddy, in the meantime, was a wee bit slow, so junior broke out into a BIG SOB.
At first, I carried and hugged Wei Zhao a few times but now, I have stopped and limited my playtime with him to just fondling him and then quickly retiring back to my room.
I don't want to be accused of spoiling him and making him break out into a bawl just because he wants to be cuddled and hugged and carried (O god, you mean kids aren't supposed to be done that?).
But I know for a fact that everytime I sit down to play with him, the maid would fill me in on the household goings-on. Very strange goings on, it seems.
Sex, Lies And VideoCams - More Games People Play - Mind, Bedroom, Boardroom And God Knows What Other Games
Of course I know it is strange. The bisexual father (he has admitted this to me and the "wife" and maid do not know) had placed an ad in the gay classifieds.
That was how I picked up this room. And in the other room, he apparently has two straight tenants. And all three of them (wife and tenants) are in the same age bracket!
Liz the maid has a family back home but while she was working in HongKong, she had a white boyfriend. And she isn't on good terms with her in-laws just like Wei Zhao's mom.
Father comes back late in the night and sleeps outside in the hallway and seriously this couple has hardly any physical nor any communicative contact.
Mother works and when she comes back, the kid is asleep and she will watch TV or some computer clips and goes on the Internet or put on a face mask and yes there is a little tur of false hair she possesses.
To add to all the sex, lies and videocams, when the maid asks if I was single, I said yes and I had cohabited with a girl before but now we have broken up!
What do you expect me to do in this situation? Tell the truth and risk being drawn into their familial confusion?
Child Development
Liz, the Indonesian maid, has nothing but complaints against the mom and of course against Wei Zhao.
Complaints about how the mom is rude and loud towards (and yes, abrogating her maternal duties) her and how Wei Zhao can't speak yet at this age (gosh, even a 22 month old kid is already under so much pressure to talk, walk and god knows what else) and a whole host of misbehavior and safety issues at home.
I am steering clear of Liz. She is onto moi, I think, and I am not the least bit interested. I have ticked her off once already and I know she is stirring up loads of gossip and trouble at home. She had deliberately left urine and faeces in the toilet bowl and hing her lingerie on my bamboo pole when there were others available.
The fault must lie squarely with the father and the mother for throwing up all this confusion.
The pram brigade. Well ok, you see loads of China nationals here too and yes, the elderly and occasionally the wheelchair bound.
That is what this new (it is almost 7 years old and I guess that is relatively new) estate is all about. Couples (married or otherwise) pushing their infants and toddlers around in prams.
This is far better than where moi was before. At least if I wanna strike up a rapport or I find the baby really cute, I pinch their cheeks or go all goo-ga-ga over them.
But like Wei Zhao who is in the care and hands of Liz, the Indonesian maid employed to look after him, you get to see all kinds of parenting skills.
Parents who actually plant ideas into their kids and have them wanting the things done to them when they actually would have just sat still in their prams and not break out into a big sob.
Sample this:
Mom: "You want Daddy to carry you, don't you?"
Toddler, sitting still at first but suddenly lighting up at the subliminal suggestion and reach his hands out for Daddy.
Daddy, in the meantime, was a wee bit slow, so junior broke out into a BIG SOB.
At first, I carried and hugged Wei Zhao a few times but now, I have stopped and limited my playtime with him to just fondling him and then quickly retiring back to my room.
I don't want to be accused of spoiling him and making him break out into a bawl just because he wants to be cuddled and hugged and carried (O god, you mean kids aren't supposed to be done that?).
But I know for a fact that everytime I sit down to play with him, the maid would fill me in on the household goings-on. Very strange goings on, it seems.
Sex, Lies And VideoCams - More Games People Play - Mind, Bedroom, Boardroom And God Knows What Other Games
Of course I know it is strange. The bisexual father (he has admitted this to me and the "wife" and maid do not know) had placed an ad in the gay classifieds.
That was how I picked up this room. And in the other room, he apparently has two straight tenants. And all three of them (wife and tenants) are in the same age bracket!
Liz the maid has a family back home but while she was working in HongKong, she had a white boyfriend. And she isn't on good terms with her in-laws just like Wei Zhao's mom.
Father comes back late in the night and sleeps outside in the hallway and seriously this couple has hardly any physical nor any communicative contact.
Mother works and when she comes back, the kid is asleep and she will watch TV or some computer clips and goes on the Internet or put on a face mask and yes there is a little tur of false hair she possesses.
To add to all the sex, lies and videocams, when the maid asks if I was single, I said yes and I had cohabited with a girl before but now we have broken up!
What do you expect me to do in this situation? Tell the truth and risk being drawn into their familial confusion?
Child Development
Liz, the Indonesian maid, has nothing but complaints against the mom and of course against Wei Zhao.
Complaints about how the mom is rude and loud towards (and yes, abrogating her maternal duties) her and how Wei Zhao can't speak yet at this age (gosh, even a 22 month old kid is already under so much pressure to talk, walk and god knows what else) and a whole host of misbehavior and safety issues at home.
I am steering clear of Liz. She is onto moi, I think, and I am not the least bit interested. I have ticked her off once already and I know she is stirring up loads of gossip and trouble at home. She had deliberately left urine and faeces in the toilet bowl and hing her lingerie on my bamboo pole when there were others available.
The fault must lie squarely with the father and the mother for throwing up all this confusion.
Saturday, January 05, 2008
That Was Hair Therapy?
Hair Therapy - Or Was It?
Of course I still have those long flowy locks that are tousled into a nest of messy hair all over. Except that it has been three months and my hair does need a trim, a shape and a cut.
So with that in mind and to keep my hair growing long forever more, I stepped into this hair salon and a team of two hair stylists promptly drew moi into its sales pitch of either a herbal hair treatment or an electrode-based one on a machine.
A monitor scan showed up moi's 100x magnified mirror image of hair follicles and moi's never before close-up view of his precious scalp.
And what a scalp it was! There were all these white gluey smudges clinging themselves for dear life at the base of the hair canal which the stylists duly attributed to grime and blockage that prevented hair growth and that was precsiely what the treatment was gonna help eliminate!
A bit taken in by all the hype our foreign friends were drumming up and assured that there will be a before and after scan, moi decided to go with it.
Spraying on what seems like an anti-freeze (which they claimed to be antiseptic) and slapping on layers upon layers of gooey "mantana" herbal jelly (both of which were freezing cold), my hair was left to stand for 20 minutes.
Talk about freezing up my scalp, head and brains!
When the time was up, the "after" scan showed up the exact same smudges and the team of two then proceeded to hard sell their package deal of a 6-session hair therapy treatment which of course I declined.
That will be positively the last time I will set foot in this hair salon! Enough already!
That probably explains the trickle of customers it is having!
They Have It All
While sipping tea and waiting for my hair to be cut, I picked up several copies of the salon's Japanese hair-style magazines and what a variety of styles there were! Both long and short.
Compare that to the one style we invariably have here!
Some dictates maybe?
The Conspicuous Consumer Isn't So Conspicuous After All
I have stated many times how we all live in our own worlds and move within our own circle of friends and associates.
It is the same with shopping and dining! Unless you are an avid shopper like moi now is (to a certain extent), you find that the conspicuous consumer is probably just a fashion street consumer!
Price tags usually in the range of tens of dollars!
It is the same with food. The hawker centres and the coffee-shops aren't getting much cheaper.
Of course I still have those long flowy locks that are tousled into a nest of messy hair all over. Except that it has been three months and my hair does need a trim, a shape and a cut.
So with that in mind and to keep my hair growing long forever more, I stepped into this hair salon and a team of two hair stylists promptly drew moi into its sales pitch of either a herbal hair treatment or an electrode-based one on a machine.
A monitor scan showed up moi's 100x magnified mirror image of hair follicles and moi's never before close-up view of his precious scalp.
And what a scalp it was! There were all these white gluey smudges clinging themselves for dear life at the base of the hair canal which the stylists duly attributed to grime and blockage that prevented hair growth and that was precsiely what the treatment was gonna help eliminate!
A bit taken in by all the hype our foreign friends were drumming up and assured that there will be a before and after scan, moi decided to go with it.
Spraying on what seems like an anti-freeze (which they claimed to be antiseptic) and slapping on layers upon layers of gooey "mantana" herbal jelly (both of which were freezing cold), my hair was left to stand for 20 minutes.
Talk about freezing up my scalp, head and brains!
When the time was up, the "after" scan showed up the exact same smudges and the team of two then proceeded to hard sell their package deal of a 6-session hair therapy treatment which of course I declined.
That will be positively the last time I will set foot in this hair salon! Enough already!
That probably explains the trickle of customers it is having!
They Have It All
While sipping tea and waiting for my hair to be cut, I picked up several copies of the salon's Japanese hair-style magazines and what a variety of styles there were! Both long and short.
Compare that to the one style we invariably have here!
Some dictates maybe?
The Conspicuous Consumer Isn't So Conspicuous After All
I have stated many times how we all live in our own worlds and move within our own circle of friends and associates.
It is the same with shopping and dining! Unless you are an avid shopper like moi now is (to a certain extent), you find that the conspicuous consumer is probably just a fashion street consumer!
Price tags usually in the range of tens of dollars!
It is the same with food. The hawker centres and the coffee-shops aren't getting much cheaper.
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