Oh..the stars are really blind…

I’m feeling crazy and suddenly this song just pops up in my head and I started singing….hahahaha
It’s that sassy voice of Paris Hilton: Stars are blind
<I don’t mind spending some time
Just hanging here with you
Cos I don’t find too many guys
That treat me like you do
Those other guys just wanna take me for a ride
But when I walk their talk is suiside
Some people never go beyong their stupid pride
But you can see the real me inside
and I’m satisfied
Oh no..ohh
Even though the Gods are Crazy
Even though the stars are blind
If you show me real love baby
I’ll show you mine
I can make you nice and naughty
Be the devil and Angel too
Got a heart and soul and body
Lets’ see what this love can do
Baby I’m perfect for you..>
O.k…I lost beat of the rest..Don’t make me sing this song in public…
I’m impressed she has a pretty sexy voice…She should try harder to be a singer, I think she can make a cut and be normal for once..
Hahaha…Just a silly rant here..ANYONE to comment on her?

The recent events in due with NDP 2006

Here my rant begins…
A few things had happen days pior to my country’s National Day (Singapore National Day is on the 9th of August). I had the best of luck to attend the Singapore international fireworks display fest (a span of 4 days from 5th, 8th, 11th and 12th of August). It was supposed to be a very interesting event to see teams from different countries including Singapore, displaying their creativity in the spectacular fireworks art. the first day was not chaotic, with everyone happy and chirpy, walking towards the viewing area along esplanade walk and the flyover linking to the Merlion park. no pushing, disagreement or any unsightly attitude. everyone was happy with their position, and the show ended beautifully. I had noticed the lax in security on the first day, but on the second day (the 8th), something wasn’t going quite right.
The intensity of said security became so tight, it was barely breathable. spectators were made to walk a very big round to get to the viewing area. because of a "one-way" route, crowd flow is slow to a crawl. lots gave up half way through, spating in disgust all the way. I finally made it to the crowded viewing area, though it is all but 45 minutes to show time. I found lots of family and friends gather along the broad walk, many are "camping seats", and taking up lots of un-necessary spaces. It’s not intolerable but not very nice either. I went with panda (an endearing term for him) and we finally found a viewable spot, just slightly behind a family. panda got the camera along to take the view, and we chatted while waiting. along the conversation, some people trying to get the best view come squeezing into the tiny cracks and pushed us nearer to the family. panda had the misfortune to stand right behind a madam. perhaps too close for comfort, her husband became jealous and warn him to back off from his wife, in a very bad attitude of speaking. I was slightly annoyed as throughout the whole time, panda has been holding on to me and the camera. so of course panda was confused and lamely branded the man as insane. he became even more furious and diss us off further. both his wife and me became mad at the unruly attitude shown by this man, and she told him to shut up. we were being forced to stand closer and he was least understanding on the situation. if he had told his children to stand up, there will be more standing space. and if he feels so uncomfortable in crowded, he should not have come to this kind of place in the first place! panda was irritated by the whole situation that he made more space, and ask me to stand in front of him, so that he need not endure anymore hurtful spat from that uncivilised man. "TYPICAL SINGAPORE MAN" came to my mind, they may have higher IQ, but definately lack in the department of EQ, and social norminities. Some have guts to show whose nuts are bigger when they face another who is younger, but they cower and whimper when faced with a stronger person.
On National Day, more pushing and ugly exchanges dampens our festive mode at the esplanade broad walk, we gave up viewing the programme and the fireworks altogether and left for home.
I had never expressed so much displeasure at being a Singaporean, but these past few days gave me ugly new insights on the typical manners displayed by some of our not-so-pleasent compatriates. To compare with some of the rural Chinese nationals in China, I have to say the similarities are there. The ”怕输,怕死“ (Kiasu, Kaisee) pattern is the same for both parties. Singaporeans, what a shame..