After years of not posting, I think I shall now talk on a sensitive topic.
The Bangala
For those who are not from Singapore, or who ARE from Singapore but have been living in a nutshell for the past few years, a Bangala is a racist term most singaporeans have adopted to describe the indian foriegn workers. The term originated from the word Bangladesh, where most Singaporeans think their indian workers come from. This is probably untrue, I don't know, cos I'm writing this for fuck's sake and I can't be bothered with accuracy.

Anyway, most people can't stand the Bangala. Mainly cos of the way they smell and the way they act. But heres the thing. I was a Chinese Bangala Dog/Cow for 8 days at a recent convention. After this startling experience, I have discovered the workings behind the Bangala mind. I shall now try to explain to you why the Bangalas act the way they do... according to my own personal experiences....

1. They smell bad.
We can't blame them here. Its the natural scent of a body. You'd stink too if you worked the whole day in the sweltering heat. I know I did.

2. They dress up on Sundays and go to Serangoon to sit around on the grass
I can totally relate to this man.... I worked 8 days in Expo. 8 days non-stop I went to work at 8am, went home at 8pm. I stunk. I didn't get to go out. The day after the convention ended, me and 2 other guys dressed up in our Sunday's best and went down to town, just to soak in the Orchard Road atmosphere. Don't take your chances to dress up and go out for granted I tell you. Once that priviledge has been taken away from you, you'd jump at ANY chance you have to dress up and just go out and relax....

3. They stare lecherously at any passing skirt
What can I say? They are still men, and after a whole week of working with other men, of course you wanna steal a couple of glances when ever you can right? Boys will be boys. As for the lecherous part, I guess they're just plain rude and horny.

4. They hold hands when they walk down the street!!
That, is just plain gay. I don't understand this and I still say its just plain gay.

Right. And so thus ends this rubbish of a post. Good nite folks. Pet your dog/hamster/cat/fish today. If you have none of those then hug your pillow then.

OOooosh ah.. I finally finished my days as a Bangala. I can't stand working for these Japanese anymore.. they are a bunch of puuuuu bohs (idiots). Do things slow and too systematic. Its amazing. A country that creates such creative and novel products are so... not creative when it comes to simple work. Ah well.. its all said and done liao. No point complaining about it. I just sit here and wait for my money. Thats the important thing.

The DoCoMo both had 25 girls. 25!!! And we didn't even get the name of a single one of them!! We had a whole list of nicknames, but we never got a real name or a phone number!! WTH!! haiz.. Doesn't matter la, most of them are older then us anyway. Born in '81. One year older... sigh........

Day one of the exhibition is over!!! Yay!!! The 25 girls weren't as nice as I hope they'd be.. but ah well.. I guess I have to settle fro robbing DoCoMo of their free gifts then :p

Today was a busy as fuck day.. Felt like so many things.. A dirty bangala that stares at girls.. a waiter at a buffet filling up the most popular item time and time again... a lowly storeboy that can't strike a conversation with the OL DoCoMo girls..

on the way home, we were talking about possible chat up lines for tmr.. i remember weicheng said that we didn't have a clue about what Foma was.... So he decided.. ask the girls la!!! Then I told him... wait she say " you work in the brochure room right? read the brochure la!" wahahaha.. if really liddat can slap the girl ah...

On the way home I got bored cos everyone was like.. asleep or busy with something other then entertaining me, so i checked my email with the WAP.. and then I discovered I got an email from Heipak!!! haha!! She was replying that mass email I sent out regarding the worm that I so stupidly let loose on my com. This was like.. so.. wierd cause I sent that mail out like.. months ago.. and just the other day we were talking about old Jintai mah.. and then her name sortof came up.. and then we were like wondering how she's been and everything.. and wham bam just like that! she appears again! haha!

Those of you who are wondering who this Heipak character is.. she's an old classmate from sec school whom I had a really big crush on :P
heh.. but that was sooooooo long ago! She's just a friend to me now :)

man.. i seem to be writing a lot of shite today... juz before this i was typing out a reply to heipak.. and that was pretty long too.. hmm. good mood? nah... oh wait.. i think so!! cos.. KOREA IS STILL IN THE WORLD CUP~~~~~ wahahhhhaha.....I'm not a big fan.. or a follower.. but I like it that there's an asian team still in there.. and I believe its considered an Underdog.. I would be just as pleased if the US goes on to the next round..... heh..

right.. thats it for tonite folks.. gotta sleep soon.. tmr's another loooong day....

Today very bad. Work ended at 8... sux man.. so xian!!
heh... today was the busiest so far.. did quite a considerable amount of work. DoCoMo really giving out A LOT of free gifts man..... All in a futile effort to grab singaporeans cash. But seriously, the I-Mode and Fomo shite looks REALLY nice...... too bad this time no Ryoko Hirosue brochures.. sigh.....

Work makes me stink like hell.... and tmr we have the 25 show hostesses from Ngee Ann and SMU coming in!!!! oh no!! how? we all gonna stink like hell.....sigh.....maybe there won't be a lot of work............but ha! no way... work "starts" an hour earlier tmr.. Sigh.....

Today not bad. Work. Work ended at 3... sux man.. so early!! what the hell were we gonna do!?!?
In the end me, Zhijie and Weicheng went to JEC Paco. Play the San Guo game. I don't understand how to play that game man.. after a while got damn sick of it. After that Cyril came down and Weihao oso. Fun cakes man. We talked about the old times at secondary school.. from sec one.. to sec 4.. from Australia to erm.. Jintai.. heh... damn fun sia that time. We all said that if we could go back in time and relive those moments with the mentality we have now.. wah.. jitao havoc sia.

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Lyrics to a song. A friend of mine said that he always wanted to post this on his own site, but he never got to doing it. Here's my favour to him then :)

When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,
a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily,
joyfully, playfully watching me.
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,
logical, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,
clinical, intellectual, cynical.

my dogs home.. if anyone is interested to know. He had a bad case of constipation. It was due to a bone that was stuck in there. He could shit. I imagine it to be damn painful. He was sent to the vet on saturday morning... In fact it was more like the Animal Hospital rather then just a clinic.. the vets kept him there for observation for a while and gave him laxatives but it was to no avail. He still couldn't clear it. Finally they put him on anaesthetic and pumped the shit outta him. He came back today (sun). He's still shitting like crazy now.. cos of the laxatives. Every hour or so he pops a few small dollops in the toilet. I wonder when it'll wear off..... oh yah.. when he just got discharged, his anus was like..swollen and bleeding.. and the fur around the ass was like..shit-stained.. not a pretty picture I tell you.

I remember friday night.. cos the shitting stopped on friday.. he was shivering like mad. I kinda freaked out a little.. but I didn't tell anyone. I really thought that he just might die. I dunno.. internal explosion of the rectum or something. I dunno! He was like all weak and shivering and he was still trying to shit. He would walk around a little and then he'd squat over and push like mad and nothing came out. On one occasion he only managed to squirt out the medicine that we had administered. Medicine mixed with blood... yew.

But thats all over now. He's as happy as ever. He's not even remotely weak from the whole experience. He's still running around.. messing around with his stuff animals... heh.. I'll never take shitting for granted again man.

Thanks to all of you who actually said "shit, Russell, shit". It helped. I know it did :)

Hmmm.. I made that nice new splash cos I felt like it. It say's I'm in the army. I know the images have nothing to do with the army, but I don't care!

anyway.. heres the REAL news.
I got my X-rays from NUH, got letters from NUH and now, I'm Pes D!!!
I get to sit around on my bum for another 3 months.
Whee~

oh yah, my poor doggie has constipation. A really bad case of it too. The shit is kinda like.. stuck there and it won't come out no matter how hard he pushes. Damn.. Thats gotta suck. I don't think any amount of fibers gonna help too. We have this tube of medicine that we shove up his arse and inject the liquid. Its supposed to soften the shit so that it comes out easier. But it doesn't seem to be helping..... if he doesn't shit soon, we'll have to do it using a machine.. pump that shit out.. yew.

You can do your part by saying "shit, Russell, shit"
thanks

I want to post. But I have nothing to say.....

hi. here I am again. You might be expecting an apology for my sudden disappearance. But the fact is, I'm not really sorry. I don't see the need for me to lie to you and say "oh..sorry I haven't been updating you on my godforsaken life". Yea. Thats just about all I got to say about that issue. On with the rubbish that is my life.

I got my pay recently, my attachment pay. $1200. $370 went to my mom for the suit I got for DnD. Damn. Thats a lot of money. Ah well, it's money well spent, I feel.

Dad sold the car. Dad bought a new car. I think this is the first time we're actually getting a BRAND NEW car. It has always been second hand cars before this one. Nissan Sunny. Nothing to scream about. Simple family car. I wonder if I'll ever get to drive it.

Went to the bookfair today. I must not have been reading books in a long long time. The bookfair held little appeal to me.

I don't have a girlfriend. I have an ex-girlfriend now. It happened like.. 3, maybe 4 weeks ago. I can't remember. Stop asking me about my girlfriend. I guess its time to tell those who don't know. I miss her. So don't ask me about it and bear with my assholic mood. It'll pass. I hope.

I'm going to the army soon. I'm gonna miss my old life. I don't think its ever going to be the same again.

I'm going to miss my computer.. my net friends.. my real friends.. my friends.... my family... my dog.. my room.. my everything. June 12 is coming.

National Service. I suppose I'm taking this a little to hard. I mean, its part of being a Singaporean. NS should be a small price to pay for the stability and security this fine nation has to offer. But those are just words.

I got a B for my Graduation Project!!!! Heh.. Thats probably the best news I have to offer. Considering how screwed up that thing is, a B isn't half bad.

Let's sing a song for the broken hearted... DANG DANG.. heh.. I like that song.

Physiotherapy is a lot simpler then I expected it to be. I've been there twice, and so far all I do is learn some stretching and strenghtening exercises and go through 20 mins of heat therapy. Heat theraphy is unbearable. Not because of the heat, but because of the boredom. I have to lie there for 20 mins, and I can't fall asleep, cause its risky. Booooring....

I bought a book at the bookfair. I think I've already read it. Damn.