Monthly Archives: July 2011

NDP funpack song

its been a while already since the fun pack song started getting notoriously viral, drawing waves of criticism from singaporeans who found it downright embarassing. but it wasn’t that surpirsing, no? how many times have national day/campaign organizing committees tried to come up with something fresh and upbeat, and failed so very miserably?

WHY ON EARTH DO  THEY KEEP TRYING TO APPEAL TO THE YOUNG. ITS SO DESPERATE AND OBVIOUS AND SICKENING.
its like earlier this year when they came up with the remake of ‘home’, a past beloved national day song, as some sort of a premise to commemorate total defence day. okay, not a bad idea, social fabric is key to national stability. simple message. all time favourite patriotic song, okay, check. put in famous local artistes like taufik batisah and olivia ong. alright, sg pride whooo! video showing singapore’s past and how we came to be, okay, educational bits of memorabilia, good good.

but wait, need to APPEAL TO THE YOUNG! LETS PUT IN RAP MUSIC, THAT’LL APPEAL TO TEENAGERS FOR SURE! YEA SG IS HIP AND COOL!

NO!!!THE RAP WAS SHIT!!!! Sheik Haikel TOTALLY RUINED EVERYTHING.

don’t they see that we’re exposed to such a massive range of music. so many of us have huge libraries of music from various genres and cultural infleunces on our ipods and phones and laptops. we listen to music every chance we get. we’re basically big music critics. we’ve heard the best and the worst, we’ve grown accustomed to appreciating beats and rhythm, and deciphering true quality music.

so when you give us shit like:

“You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want a wet, wet tissue

I want Newater and I want a cold drink
You and me, let’s share a bit
I want a biscuit and I want a sweet
You and me, let’s share this treat

Kopi-O o o o o o o o o
Time for the fun pack song
Kopi-O o o o o o o o o
We like the fun pack song”

you make us cringe in utter disgust. i’ve had impromptu camp songs with more intellectual fluency than that.

SO DEAR NATIONAL CAMPAIGN/DAY ORGANIZING COMMITTEES,

PLEASE PLEASE STOP TRYING TO APPEAL TO THE YOUNG. JUST STOP. IF YOU CAN’T PLEASE US, AT LEAST DON’T ANNOY/DISGRACE US.

PERHAPS WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG YOU DIDN’T FIT IN WITH YOUR PEERS AND NOW, IN YOUR 40S YOU FEEL COMPELLED TO DESPERATELY CLING ON TO THE BELIEF YOU CAN TOTALLY BE HIP AND YOUNG.

I SAY NO. NO. NO MORE. STOP TORTURING US WITH YOUR DEPRAVED PC CULTURE VOID OF CREATIVITY AND INTELLIGENCE NONSENSE. YOURE MAKING SINGAPORE LAME. LADY GAGA ALREADY THINKS WE’RE PATHETIC NERDS.

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dancingcardiacslut

this post’s just gonna be spilling happy food and awesome buys.

starting my post with an adorable puppy!

made strawberry yoghurt with fresh strawberry sauce

tomato basil soup with garlic bread

best dessert of the month:

chocolate mint ice cream @jack’s place. yummms. better than almond seasasme paste @queen’s dessert or coffee egg pudding @Ah chew dessert along bugis

best buy of the month:

4 belly studs from click6 for freaking $1 each!! (squeals!) eeeeeeeeeeee!

here’re the 2 dangly ones:

pretty!

most extravagant buy:

$34 (half off) G2000 heels. slutty bastards seduced my feet. had to buy them cos they were so damn comfy. compared with disgusting rubi flats bleaghh.

best joke:

poster ad@ wickery ider milk tea. freaking ridiculous

not as ridiculous, but still, AWESOME NAME MAN. i hope ‘minli’ isnt an offensive word in some jamiacan language or sth.

POSTSECRET:

I DID NOT.

btw i desperately need a twitter name. dancingcardiacslut, though an excellen and apt suggestion,  is not very , how to put it gently, elegant?


tanjong pinang@bintan in june

my family went to tanjong pinang about 3 weeks back.

just a short break since my mum was home and all and i’d never been to bintan.  but we didn’t go to the nice northern one, we went to the cheapo crappy southern one.

its a really desserted area outside of town, empty restarurants and a few resorts  strewned across a straight endless path.

but still, the beauty of the waters was amazing. i guess that’s what you earn in exchange of inconvenience and lack of facilities, transport and people.

pretty coral! its so coral.

i’m as lazy as a declawed, pregnant cat on a porch swing idly swatting at a fly on a lazy Sunday afternoon.

so i’m just gonna blog an onslaught of pretty pics, make occasional spongebob references.

krabby took forever to convince to stay still for me to take a pic. (ah, that was bad i’m sorreh)

anyway i dont think i would go back again. other than the pretty waters, all i remember from the trip was being overcharged and lied to time and time again by people trying to con us, long bumpy rides in a stuffy car that smlled and had only muslim music and being seasick all the way from the port.

i think after the trip im kinda tired of going to places like these. yea its wonderful going to these poorer countries see the people, the nature and stuff. but we always get some bastard trying to extort money from us at every possible angle.

happened at vietnam, happened in cambodia.

blatant overestimating, false promises and unnecessary and indiscriminate charging. its fucking ridiculous, and it ruins a good time with the family.

yes i understand they need to make a living and the circumstances have made it such that this is the best way to provide for themselves. and as far as moral ethics go, how righteous do you wanna make effort to be in a lawless land when you can’t pay the bills.

WHICH REMINDS ME of the book i just bought at The French Bookshop couple of weeks ago:

and what i read on page 122:

In addition to scrutiny and selection bias, there’s one more factor to consider. Human behaviour is influenced by a dazzling complex set of incentives, social norms, framing references, and the lessons gleaned from past experience- in a word, context. We act as we do because, given the choices and incentives at play in a particular circumstance, it seems most productive to act that way. This is also known as rational behavious, which is what economics is all about.

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hope that made you feel smart. 🙂