Thursday, November 19, 2009

Happiness is... (XVIII)

making a hamper for your brother's birthday!
birthday present for calvin
We went to the supermarket, grab different chocolates & candies, arranged them in a tupperware, wrapped it with cling wrap and tie it up with a red ribbon. We decided not to buy a paperbox but use a tupperware we have at home instead as it's more environmental friendly. At first, I even thought of wrapping it with newspaper but Wendy said it was too ugly.
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So there, my brother got a little hamper which I think he really likes!
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Thursday, November 12, 2009

Skin colour & Stupidity

enemy combatant

"Not that I think you do, but just want to confirm if skin colour bothers you"

"My ex-boyfriends were never Chinese"

"Yeah"

"And no, skin colour doesn't bother me. Stupidity does"

That was a conversation I had with the Enemy Combatant. He chuckled to my answer. That's the same answer I gave to every person who ask me why I date someone of a different skin colour, as if I committed a crime. If I was a little less tactful, I'll ask them in return 'What's the problem with that and you?'

Its so unfortunate how skin colour still matter so much to many people. I thought that globalization and education would encourage acceptance among people of different race but it seem that I was wrong. A distant relative who is very sociable and who is educated overseas, seriously remarked that Indians are abusive. I didn't know that she was that shallow until then.

All my life, I've heard of many racist remarks which are always nonsensical and mostly upsetting, especially when it involves my friends. Who is anyone to tell me not to befriend with someone just because they are of different colour? Once, I told someone off that 'You just don't know how big this world is. There are so many people of different nationality and race in this world and how many of them do you know?'

There are so many other amazing people in this world, and many of them are not of the same race and religion, but that does not make them less than who they are. I'm very glad that I've got good friends of different race, religion, nationality and some who can't speak English. The difference only make them all the more amazing.

I remember when I was on a student exchange programme to Japan, I met a Mongolian girl. Her name is Maru and we had so much fun despite not understanding each other. I love talking to Baz, a muslim Bruneian about Islam and everything else. I was seeing a very funny Belgian guy makes me cry everytime he had to leave. It would be a pity if I didn't know them just because they are not yellow.
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japanese classmates
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I too have the same dream with Martin's Luther King Jr's, that one day our children will 'live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.'
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ps: I think racism and environment would be the main topic I will speak about in the South East Asia Youth Exchange Summit 2009.
pss: Above are some photographs of some of the many amazing people I've met. I realise that I don't have a lot of photographs with my friends as we're usually having too much fun to take photographs. Maybe 'camwhoring' is a good activity afterall!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Live long and prosper

vulcan
For a while, I was very into Star Trek; I wanted to make a t-shirt which says 'Trekkie', I related almost every topic of conversation to Star Trek, I looked for Vulcan ears after seeing the geeky Uncle Ned wearing it in 17 Again, I made up an emoticon _\\// which symbolises the Vulcan's greeting and sign it off in some blog entries.

I even taught lil Jess to greet me with 'live long and prosper' along with the salute. It was then that I realise not everybody can do the Vulcan salute. Jessica can't. Even Zachary Quinto as Mr.Spock in the latest Star Trek movie can't. Do you know that the director had to glue his fingers together?

Jessica tried to do that salute in a very long time but failed. She then manipulated her fingers by holding them together with another hand. I told her that that was cheating. She was so frustrated that only she can't seem to do the newest, coolest greeting.

Unrelented by her failures, she came up with a clever idea--tying her fingers together with rubber bands!
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Live long and prosper!
_\\//

Also read:
I am dating a Vulcan

Monday, November 09, 2009

Pardon the vanity

but this few days I only really feel like talking bout unimportant yet important matter such as my hair.
breakfast
I've forgotten that I had fringe for a while until I saw the picture above. Now, I feel like chopping my locks off and go for short hair like the Victoria Beckham's Bob. I might even share the whole audition process for Fords Supermodel competition at Lot 10 yesterday in which I was eliminated because I was too short (5'6" is considered a midget in the modeling industry!)

That aside, actually I do have a lot of big matters at hands which needs a lot of my attention. Now, I shall fix my proposal and then read a bit on the speakers in YES2009 which I hope I'll have a chance to interview. If I were to meet Randi Zuckerberg, I'll ask her "Hey, would your brother like to date me?".

That was a joke. Oh, and personal blog is really pretty dangerous. Nobody knows that I am listing down all the causes/campaigns I support e.g no to plastic bags, no to sharkfin and doing other not-so-bimbotic stuff. But everybody knew that I spoke about boyfriends (to be fair, it was a theory about the quality of a boyfriend in general) and even got it published in newspapers!

So much so that Jessica, my 7 years old cousin, told everyone that "Sara jie jie only talk about boyfriends!"

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Saturday, November 07, 2009

You know you are a girl when...

You are in a french braid frenzy and made a headband out of your own hair
french braid

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Friday, November 06, 2009

Cocoa's new toy

a corpse of a little bird.
cocoa
It fell from the nest on top of the mango tree that is in our garden

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Thursday, November 05, 2009

Age is a funny thing

Someone is in his only 25 but speaks like a 40 years old man. He thinks that the 2 years gap between us is equivalent to 20. He treat me like a kid. Oh, actually Agnes who is 24 pats my head too. But still, I am a 23 years old woman but people around me treat me like a 12. I talk on the phone with a 7 years old kid like a friend. But I also talk to old people. I used to chat with my late grandma. She was 88.

And my friend and I wanted to sneak a 19 years old girl into the casino. I was so afraid that someone will her IC and she don't manage to go in. It turned out that they checked my IC instead of hers. But that was not because the girl looks old. It was because she was holding hands with a man who look older than his age and they look too much like husband and wife. Everyone would assume base on that guy that the 19 year old sweet young thing is above 21. Oh, my another grandma who 80 with white hair and wobbly feet, acts like a baby. Jessica, who is only 7, seems more mature and can go to the loo by herself.

Don't you think age is a funny thing?
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