resolving issues

so the yellow box rule comes into full force. friends tell me to stop smoking, since there's so many restrictions and prohibitive measures coming into effects. but to me, thats like surrendering my rights to the government. to stop smoking just because of the rules that the people who run this place have put into effect just means that they have won this battle. its not just a simple case of stop smoking and thats it. its a case of surrendering your ideologies, your beliefs, your principles, things that define a person. i smoke because i choose to, not because somebody tells me to, or to spite those who tell me not to smoke. its my choice, and i'm damned if i going to stop just because someone high up in some powerful position tells me to. to stop me smoking is my choice and my decision only.

so today, its smoking, who knows what next the government would try to restrict. its been done with chewing gums and adult magazines. the reason for chewing gums was that it disrupts lifts and train services. yeah right. and subway services and lifts in the US or UK are always halted because of gum. the government would use any reason, any excuse, no matter how stupid it sounds, to cook up some justification of the laws it implements. so sit tight, and treasure the current situation you're in, 'cos the elections are over, and the people in power can do whatever they want, be it raising taxes, raising transportation fees, raising anything to boost their incomes.

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singaporeans who blindly follow the ruling party has to be the blindest people in the entire world. they are the ones who wear rose-tinted glasses, believe whatever the government tells them and would cry outrage at the mere notion that the government's wrong.

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so this post may be politically charged, and i'm just another faceless nobody in this wide spectrum. but meet me face to face, and i'd still spit out these same words to anybody, PAP lapdog or opposition kah kia.

lim bei buay song with the gahmen, siu hoon kee oso got restrictions liao, nabei fuck off lah.

work work

busy with work for the past for-all-i-know-how many days. and just the other weekend before the crunch week, i was thinking to myself how boring my life is that my saturdays and sundays are spent watching rented dvds and sleeping. what i'd give for that now.

but at least its better than rotting at home with no income i guess. besides, the collegues here make a pretty fun bunch too. there are the pretty ones, the funny ones, the smokers, and not forgetting my poly kakhis. 有难同挡！working OT for the past few days reminded me of our poly days, the few of us staying back, most of the times without permits, late into the night in the studios, working on projects, portfolios and holding marathon lan parties. the differences are that now, there's only 3 of us from that poly group, and there's no lan parties, at least not yet. sniggers*

and as usual, i forgot what i intended to write down here again....

smoke

smoking in singapore is becoming more and more like a crime. now, with the stupid new implementation of the "yellow box law", one cant even smoke as one pleases anywhere anymore. everyday, you flip the (gahmen controlled) papers and you get letters written in by non smokers who complain about smokers. "smokers are irresponsible", "blow smoke onto others", blah blah blah, yaddah yaddah, etc. and what a surprise! there's not one rebuttal from any smokers anywhere in sight!(in the press) to all that rubbish, so excuse moi francaise. nabei cheebye!

from what i observed throughout my entire smoking life, us smokers have always been considerate with our smoking. poohbor, you think the wind smokers control one is it, ninabei. even small young punks who smoke illegally oso never blow smoke into lao auntie lao ahpei! those people who got nothing to do, too much time, must be the ones who write in to complain about smokers. chao cheebye, people build the road so wide, who ask you want to walk beside smokers? no one ask you must die die fight for an empty seat in crowded kopi tiams when that seat happen to be beside a smoker. cannot stand smoke dont sit there lah!

chao cheebye. first, these bastards complain, make the cheebye men in white raise cigerette prices. then, still not enough, now even must smoke in yellow boxes, machiam back in army time liddat. lanjiao hor le kam ah! i think those people who write in complain, surely too much time, or they are working for the gahmen. cheebye, raise prices, means more taxes from ciggies, means more money for them bloody MIWs. fucking cheebyes. next election, think opposition party dont need fight so jialat, just say will abolish the "yellow box law", lower the stupid cig pricings, sure can get enough votes to win one.

friday

nabei.

was going to do this yesterday. but better late than never.

just when everything was going to turn for the better on a new day, i started friday coming into office drenched. and freezing. and without my jacket. it was going to be one of those days, i thought. thursday was the last day in the office for one of my friends from poly. the bastard's leaving and jumping to become some technical assistant/staff/whatever it is back in NYP. and friday was the last day in the office for one of my smoking kahkis. the guy's entering the army next friday. now he's gone, means that the smoker population in the office's cut down from its already near-extinct status to nearer-extinct status.

its amazing, isnt it? i mean, i dont really warm up to strangers quickly. it usually takes more than a month for me to be comfortable among new surroundings, yet with smokers, just a session of smoking together and it seems we've known each other all our lives. was feeling a bit down(genuinely) for the buddy leaving though.

after work, some of the guys proceeded to book a nearby KTV for the guy's final sendoff. some of us joined up later, having to finish up some last minute touches. dont know why, but i always feel cold whenever im inside a KTV room. a few minutes in and i'll be shivering. so boh bian, drink shots of martell to keep myself warm. think i downed at least 10 odd shots. i thought i'd go drunk, since its been almost like 8months since i last touched any hard liquor, but thankfully i remained sober. didnt even got that dreaded hangover effect when i woke up this afternoon.

sunday football gang

its the last 15 minutes of my 23rd big day as i'm writing this down.

now that the world cups over, it seems that my life has been sucked into a void. no football for the next 3 or so weeks. my whole life, at least till now, has always been occupied with football. ever since i learnt how to properly kick a ball back in my kampong when i was 3 or 4. football is never far from my mind. yet, now, this emptiness is hard to describe.

there used to be regular football games every sundays between my secondary school batch of fellow football enthusiasts. yet as time went by, most were drawn away by studies, work, or other reasons. of the original founding members of this group, only 3 of us remained. yet it seems that these sundays' football games would come to an end soon. even though the whole shenanigan lasted for almost 7years, it does leave a bitter taste in its miserable demise. i'm not disappointed that the whole thing has run finished its natural course, but rather that the rest of the people couldnt match the remaining 3 of our passion and commitment. maybe they thought studies/work/girlfriends are more important, or maybe they thought that since there'll always be 3 of us, and we 3 would usually gather the others, thus they need not come so often, or maybe they just lost their interest. i dont blame them, complacency is a silent beast, one never realises its grasp on oneself. but as i mentioned, its disappointing.

and studies. yeah, study hard and get a good job. thats the mantra handed down generation after generation. but is 4hours of a single day every week too much to ask for? to me, studies are just a lazy excuse. if one needs to study even on a sunday, it just proves that one hasnt studied for the previous 6 days.

i dont know how many of them will come across this, or even if they do, they'll think, "yeah, he's not even in university. what does he know about our stressful schedule?" if thats the case, let it be, i'll always be an outsider to the rest, but at least i hope this would have served as a wake up call to some. this issue not only relates to football, but to life as well. think about it.