I just get very tickled when I see these being thrown up in the papers:
Green is the new pink.
Purple is the new black.
Gay is the new straight.
Hmm..somehow, it just did not sound very intelligent nor convincing to me. So…what was wrong with the old ones?
I just had the most confusing dinner EVER.
11 interns(us!)
40 volunteers
27 tables
2 incomeptent Canto comperes. (Bernice and I kept calling my mum for canto phrases and in the end we still ended up sounding vulgar and psychotic.)
a bleeding steamboat party complete with gas stoves and all
200 elderly
1 watch-to-see-hwa-chong-ppl screw-up boss
infinite amount of Yong tau foo in 14 types(can feed my family for 2 months?!)
600 mandarin oranges
200 red packets
a RAINY night…I still can’t believe it rained and stopped just when dinner started! We had to cramp in that squeezy dim place.(HELLO! The elderly’s eyesight not very good already.)
2 weeks of interrupted preperation (ppl..yall know WHO interrupted us EVERYtime. muahaha)
1 chinese dance item by the interns. It was so bloody funny, the ah pek just laughed like damn damn loud whenever we tried opening the fans gracefully. So hilarious and we could not control our own laughter. I lost count for n times and kept whispering to ppl beside me for the count we are at. Damn idiot. We are dancing the same dance at Goodwood Park Hotel next thursday. Hehe. I predict it would be funny too.
Doesn’t it just sound like a veritable receipe for disaster?
Well…we still managed to pull it off. Albeit with loads of confusion and a number of hilarious incidents. The elderly were quite happy and I think they enjoyed themselves…stuffed with rice, Yong tau foo and not to forget liyu’s generous prawn donation. I really LOVE the elderly!! Its like having so many grandmothers. One of the Ah Po wanted to give me red packet..So sweet of her. They really look forward to seeing us and it just feels good to know that we are part of their lives and that we have tried our best to bring joy and companionship to them.
I feel strongly that the elderly are really a forgotten bunch in Singapore. When we cleaned their houses last week, we realised that some of them were staying in unbelievable conditions. One of the elderly’s house was totally bed bug infested. There were bed bug’s shed skin on the floor and the whole place was so grimy and stacked with all kinds of rubbish. It must have been terrible and depressing to live like that. I think wanxuan got a rude shock when cleaning it man. The houses I cleaned were relatively clean and I made a new favourite Ah Po, she is 86 and so nice and cute. I lovee her!!
My mum thinks that it is pretty funny that I actually clean other people’s house when I don’t even touch the broom at home. That is why, I think I should ask my maid to help clean the elderly’s house one day-The Pail and Mop Expedition. Anyone wants to lend me your maid?
Let us try to remember this group of people who are lonely during this festive season. It is always so easy to say, ” I don’t know what to do.” Call me! I will tell you what we can all do together to benefit others and at the same time enrich ourselves.
IF–Rudyard Kipling (It’s a poem I know buuuuut DON’T dismiss it just yet! Read to the end and you would have found something worth keeping.)
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!
My all-time favourite poem! IF carries with it the weight of integrity and the elegance of self-possession that I always hoped to incorporate in my life(but it is damn difficult especially when I get pissed off. I promised Limin that I will cultivate a patient and tolerant frame of mind SOON. Maybe another 10 years is enough.)
IF makes people question the things that we have centred our lives on. I know it sounds like a Stephen R Covey doctrine, IT IS! Well…
Some centre it on their family.(you idiotic mummy’s boy!)
Some centre it on their boy/girlfriend.(Why do you have 2 heads and 4 legs? You beastly thing!)
Some centre it on their friends.(It is a phase that all of us will go through and ultimately, you either walk away from it or you live with an incomplete self.)
The most irritating people centre it on themselves. SELF-CENTRED! Don’t you wish you could slap them?
Centre it on your PRINCIPLES! And only then, can you live with pride and integrity. Only then can you walk with your head in the air and truly move people with your actions.
I ain’t no paragon of virtue so I can only say I TRY. I get damn pissed off when I see people with no integrity!! The simple act of giving your word and taking it back is a measure of how selfish you are and how self-centred you can be. It is quite hurting and so so disappointing when you really expect much more from them. Go beyond the scope of SELF and you will probably see the repercussions. Does everything have to be done because ‘I’ want it; this will benefit ‘Me’; ‘I’ will be happy. Spare a passing thought for the poor souls who have to clean up after you.
dance = torture
Fangyi dancing = elephant prancing
CHINESE dance = A progression of unnatural weird contortions of body parts
FANGYI DANCING CHINESE DANCE = Greatest tragedy EVER..who needs Macbeth?!
I even find it hilarious to see my name and chinese dance mentioned in the same line. See how bad it is!
Guaranteed to make the 200 elderly puke out yong tau foo and rotten prawns. Plus compering in my rotten Canto, it is bound turn the steamboat dinner into comedy night. My mum says she finds it highly disturbing whenever I speak Cantonese. I feel disgusted when I speak it too what!!! ERG!
Attended Magistrate’s Appeal with Esther yesterday. Sigh..you1 mo4 er2 you3 zhi4 hui4 de4 nan2 ren2 yong2 yuan3 shi4 zhui4 shuai4 de4.I am not crapping, its really true!! Chief Justice was darn funny with his amazing dry humour and subtle insults, however, there were only 3 smiley people in Courtroom 9A–the CJ, Esther and me. Everyone else had solemn expressions on their faces, I don’t blame them though…haha.. Some of the lawyers were so stupid, if, even I were not convinced, how did they expect to hoodwink the mighty CJ with his photographic memory and shrewd logic?
It was interesting because every case was like a lesson on law, the CJ took his time to explain the principles applied and dissected the logic in each case. I felt as if it was a lecture. So fun!
The Court of Appeals will be sitting from 23rd to 27th Jan, I can go and admire Yung Pung How everyday. Wahaha. Haha..I also pointed out to Esther places that we can hang out in hope to catch a young and hotshot lawyer–the law library, sofas in the lounging area, outside the courtrooms… I still think the law library is the best bet. At least you will look moderately intelligent there, as opposed to slacking at the sofas like a dummy. Well well..as if it was so easy…I rather be one myself!
