Complain...Complain...

I love the Singapore Complaints Choir. They were supposed to perform this song during the M1 Fringe Festival. Unfortunately, the ang mohs were banned from singing it and performance had to be private... The conductor was specially flown in from Finland! WTF! The ang mohs must be thrilled...*rolls eyes*



Lyrics below...

We get fined for almost anything
Drivers won't give chance when you want to change lane
The indoors are cold, the outdoors are hot;
And the humid air, it wrecks my hair
Those answering machines always make you holdOnly to hang up on you
When a pregnant lady gets on the train
Everyone pretends to be asleep
I'm stuck with my parents till I'm 35
Cause I can't apply for HDB
We don't recycle any plastic bags
But we purify our pee
*chorus:
What's wrong with Singapore?
Losing always makes me feel so sore
Cause if you're not the best
Then you're just one of the rest
My oh my Singapore
What exactly are we voting for?
What's not expressly permittedis prohibited........
"Ooh"
When I'm hungry at the food court, I see
People chope seats with their tissue paper
To the auntie staying upstairs:Your laundry's dripping on my bed sheets
Please don't squat on the toilet seats
And don't clip your nails on MRT
Stray cats get into noisy affairs
At night my neighbor makes weird animal sounds
People put on fake accents to sound posh
And queue up 3 hours for donuts
Will I ever live till eighty fiveto collect CPF?
*chorus
Singaporeans too kiasu! (so scared to lose)
Singaporeans too kiasi! (so scared to die)
Singaporeans too kiabor! (scared of their wives)
Maybe we’re just too stressed out! (even the kids)
"Ooh"
Old National Library was replaced by an ugly tunnel
Singaporean men can’t take independent women
People blow their nose into the swimming pool (and pee too)
And fall asleep on my shoulder in the train
Singapore’s national bird is the crane (the one with yellow steel girders)
Real estate agents’ leaflets clogging up my mailbox (en bloc, en bloc, en bloc, en bloc)
Why can’t we be buried when we die?
No one wants to climb Bukit Timah with me
*chorus
There are not enough public holidays
My neighbor sings KTV all night
Wedding dinners never start on time
My hair is always cut shorter than I want
Channel 5 commercials are way too long
Why do men turn bald?
At first it was to speak more mandarin
Then it was to speak proper English
What’s wrong with my powderful Singlish?
People sit down during rock concerts
We have to pay for tap water at restaurants
ERP gantries are everywhere
But I can still see traffic jams on the road
All the bus stops have tilted benches
Cannot access playboy.com
*chorus

Shoes!

Why are my kinda shoes only available in the U.S.? *devastated*

More here...and here...and here...and here...and here...

Am tempted to buy all!!! *grabs hair with hands and pulls hard*

Sleep beckons...

Love

When I was growing up, I learnt that even the one person that wasn't supposed to let me down probably will. I have had my heart broken more than once and it gets harder every time. I've blamed my new love for the things an old one did. I've cried because time was passing by too fast and I was about to lose someone I love. I tried to learn to love like I've never been hurt but failed miserably. Love is giving him the power to destroy me, but trusting him not to. Whenever someone betrays that trust, a part of me dies. And it takes an awful long time to heal. I've died several times, yet never healed enough. One of life's greatest challenge is to find someone who knows all your flaws, differences and mistakes, yet still love you with everything he has. I almost gave up. Then I met him.
He doesn't quote poetry. He doesn't shower me with flowers. He doesn't think about me every moment. He's made me cry. But he has given me a part of him that he knows I can break. We have our differences. He only eats the yellow and green coloured Skittles while I only dig the red and purple ones. We share the orange. He loves salt and vinegar chips while I hate them. But we both love sour cream and onion. While he yearns for freedom and gives it to me in abundance, I'm insecure and possessive. He puts up with my shit just as I do with his. He's changed for me, just as I've done for him. We've cried for and with each other. We've hurt and been hurt. We've been through so much and have come so far. Only because we want us to work. Ask me how much I want it. I'll tell you more than anything in the world. Ask me how much I love him. I'll say to bits, but I know I can love him more. There is so much more I can and am willing to give. Time will tell.
He's not perfect because he's only human. That is why I love him with everything I have. And I love him more each day. He's made me smile more than I've ever had. He's healed some of my old scars. And he's showered me with love and bliss.
Love is only a chapter in a man's life, but to a woman, it is an entire book. I hope I'm only halfway through my book.


"It is better to lose your pride with someone you love rather than to lose that someone you love with your useless pride."

"It is not the lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages."

"If I hadn’t met you, I wouldn’t like you. If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t love you. If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t miss you. But I did, I do, and I will."

"If you are not big enough to lose, you are not big enough to win."