You have the right to remain silent. Everything you say can, might and will be used against you in court.

First stop. CNY seems like a decade ago.
Sadly for you and shocking for me. I dont have any stories worth telling here. Everytime i lay my ass on this chair, it feels jinxed. Whatever shit that i've been thinking of earlier on and probably the days before, silent "i HAVE to get that in my blog"s. It all just dissappears. Every single fucking time i'm on this chair.

I personally put the blame on the half-dimmed study lights and bad air-circulation. It has escalated to the point where it renders me frustrated.

Thankfully, i managed to hang on to one particular issue that has plagued not only in our very own backyards but in the lawns of other countries. Racism.

The papers report racism as often as the sun rises and sets. We read it everyday. We comment on the self-centred traits of our other halves of the world. Not realising that the people around us are in some ways, masked racists. We sometimes have the tendency to make racist comments without ever realising, probably until bloodshed happens and when someone pulls out a handgun(parang in Malaysia). Then we may just then realise that we have severely slit the artery of one-ness. Bad blood boiling down its wounds. By that time, dont you think its too late to amend and patch things up?

In western countries, black and middle easterns are probably the most discriminated people in that world. Its everywhere, black people not granted equality in certain countries. The slave trade is pretty much still alive buried under the blanket of development. The nazi holocaust is a scary example of jewish mass murder. People then were killed not because they were prisoners of war or rebels. They were killed because they were jews. Talk about genocide is everywhere.

Sometimes we're hypocrites. We talk about our peer nations and their racism issues. But we ourselves are facing the same problems sometime somewhere around this country. Nike has reported of chalking up mega-sales of their stand up speak up wristbands in Malaysia alone. The intertwining black and white rubber bands that at one point of time stood for RM 120 a piece on our Malaysian shelves. Amidst the mad-dash and sky-rocket prices, people still dig into their wallets just to have a piece of this. Only because everyone has it and like sheep, we follow one another so we dont get left out, also for the fashion value, everyone looks blinging with jeans, a nice collage t-shirt with a cap and wristband. Probably every little alternate use except to identify so-and-so as one who is aware of racism and is in support of purging it. Most people think just because Thierry Henry and Rio Ferdinand wears that piece of latex on their wrists, they've got to have it. But what they dont know is the actual purpose of it that is to show you're anti-racism and you would do anything to incinerate it from everywhere you go.

Just to familiarise this post to most of you. We have racism issues even in our school. We learn about perpaduan masyarakat, and keharmonian sesama manusia. And i'm sure every teacher in this coountry has every right to stress that point to all students either academically, cocuricculum activities, or by indirect teaching. But what happens when the teachers themselves are racist?

I have teachers in my school who are notorious for being racist. Drawing complaints from teachers and students alike. Racist meaning they only pick on students of another race. Picking on students is already bad, these teachers would then further publicly humiliate or insult students for being their own race. I personally have not encountered anything like it, but after countless stories from SEVERAL people. It cant really be fake can it?

Whatever is really is, discrimination takes place every single fucking where.
I'm not saying its okay to play around, but know your limits in sensitive issues that may have the potential to spark a certain war and scare our pussy selves into another memorandum. Like me calling arvin an american black ass and him calling me a chinese ass hole, we laugh about it and no one gets hurt. There. Have fun but have it with the right dosage.

Racism sucks. Case closed.

Laying off from issues. A week ago, a bunch of us were at xr's for chap goh meh. We gambled like squirrels and john ended up sweeping RM35 playing in-between. Talk about "ong". For pictures, log on to xr's blog at http://shue-row.blogspot.com .

My wrist isnt getting any better and thank god i just ran out of anti-inflammatory pills (NUROFEN). People have been refering me to my new callname which is the buff, sexy ahemm ROBOCOP. I know my hand looks like some black bionical shit, but dont bite off more than you can chew and ask me to make some bitch robot moves. Its tiring okay. Hah. And to add to my woes, i've got a bad bad sunburn. Whoever praised the morning sun should try training under it one fine day. I did my high jump out in the open sun for 1 hour without scampering for shade. Now i've can feel the stinging sensation of the burn and i am now proned to laughter from the girls who can jump higher than me.

Bloody hell.

Jinny