A story to tell

As the saying goes, “When you have a good story to tell, tell the world, so they may benefit from it.”

Ok, so maybe I just came up with that saying. =/

But that’s besides the point. Let me share a story. A very heartwarming story that took place in front of my eyes this morning.

This morning, this old lady boarded the bus at my bus stop, with some help from another lady. But that’s besides the point. When the bus was approaching tampines interchange, the old lady stood up and made her way to this young malay guy… abt 19 yrs old… and she asked him if he could walk her to the mrt. He was fiddling with his phone so he nodded, and continued fiddling with it. Then i think she thought he didnt hear him, so she kept repeating herself until the guy looked at her, flashed a very captivating smile and said yes. Then he smiled at her for a long time… (Insert a unanimous “AWWW”). When the bus reached the interchange, he practically hopped off the bus and probably was expecting the old lady to do the same. But when he realised she hadn’t even reached the door, he reached out, held her hand and helped her down. From then on, he did not let go of her as he held her hand and walked very slowly with her to the mrt.

The End.

It almost brought tears to my eyes, seeing that humanity still exists. The lady may have been the one to have asked for help, but his reactions made it so special. In that short time, I saw a bond developing between two strangers. A bond so beautiful.

(s)nailing the facts

Do you know that snails can slide over a razor blade without being hurt, by producing  slime that helps it slide harmlessly?

Snails, ftw!

Now for that, please don’t try cutting a snail with a razor blade. It can only slide over it with ease.

Credits to OMGFacts

Uno, dos, tres!

My brother saw a picture of Dora the explorer and told me I looked like her when I was young.

What an insult.

To Dora.

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Goodnight!

In polytechnic

A: You look so tired today.
B: Yeah I was doing my work all night.
A: You mean you did not sleep AT ALL?!
*jeng jeng jeng!*
A: You must get more rest okay!

In University

A: You look so tired today.
B: Yeah I was doing my work all night.
A: I see.
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In Polytechnic

A: You look well-rested this morning!
B: Yeah I slept at 10pm!
A: You’re so lucky!

In University

A: You look well rested this morning.
B: Yeah, I slept at 4am!
A: You’re so lucky!
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Labour

When you start thinking to yourself how funny women would look if their wombs were in their heads, and how they would look if they got pregnant,

You know you’ve worked too hard and need to sleep.

Goodnight!

Gender identity.

I, Shron d/o Sugumaran was born female.

I was brought up wearing female clothes (I hated it). My voice sounds female-y enough, just slightly, very slightly deep. I check out girls but I’m perfectly STRAIGHT. I am interested in guys, especially the posterboy who’s found all around school. I do not cry when I watch sappy movies and I do not cry when a journey is ending, i.e. school. I do not know how to console crying people. I tend to offer advice instead of listening at times. I only cry when someone is dead.

I don’t know what gossip is, and shopping does not make me go crazy. I do not wear flower or pink prints. I have long hair but I do not know how to tie it. I do not use make-up at all. I shower in 5 minutes and change in 3 minutes. I need to move around a lot and can never sit as demure as a lady. I have NEVER had a boyfriend. I admire girls who look good without make-up.

My character is very similar to a male’s. (Except that my brain is in my head and not down there.) But I’m a female by gender. Sometimes I wonder if God made a mistake with me. =/

and Amalina, let me just say: I AM STRAIGHT. I AM INTERESTED IN MEN. NOT THE WOMEN I CHECK OUT AT CHURCH AND ON TRAINS.

Jack of all trades

In memory of Dennis Tan, an upcoming stage director and friend who passed away 3 years ago, I have started a new set of links featuring upcoming talents in Singapore. Know of someone who is talented? Let me know, and I’ll feature them in my sidebar!

Dennis Tan

Dennis Tan, I wish you a very happy birthday. If you had won the battle with cancer three years ago, you would be thirty today. The age you dreaded. But I guess in that sense, it is good you left early; you never had to land in that dreaded age group that is neither here nor there. Bad joke, I know.

My friend, the loss is still strongly felt. Some time ago, one of your old friends e-mailed me. She did not know that you passed away in March 07. When she saw the facebook group I started, she got a shock. You have been such an inspiration to everyone. Such an angel. You transformed lives, including mine. You have been misunderstood on countless occassions. People still misunderstand you till today. Yet I believe the wonderful things you have done with your short life, surpasses such cheap things people had to say about you.

Time has not healed. But it has given me answers. It has made me stronger. Yet made me much weaker at the core. Lots of tears have been shed till this very moment. Yet, smiles accompany these sad moments when memories come flooding back. Today, I can still imitate your actions. Your voice. Your mispronounced words. Your gestures. Yet it fears me that these memories may fade 10 years down the road.

Dennis, I met several beautiful people after you were gone. Yet you’re not here to share that joy with me. You have given me the strength to keep creating laughters, while you took some of mine away. I love you for the friend you have always been. I await the day I’ll meet you again. And that day, we’ll talk all about green apples, asthma and Max Kai Quan’s queer taste.

I miss you Dennis. And you’ll always be in my thoughts.

In loving memory of Dennis Tan
Director- Wayang Warehouse (Woodlands CC), NP (2006-2007)
A very dear son, brother, boyfriend and friend.

Ties

Just met up with a friend just now to have a chat…. And he was telling me about a girl he used to like… How she never really waited for him… And how he still values the friendship. Got me thinking… About some friendships that I felt I lost…

Got me thinking about some friendships I thought I had lost… Yet it has been around all this while… Just that I have not acknowledged it…

Some friendships get stagnant… Some just end. And there are some that last for years. It’s just that it takes you years to realise it.

After the talk with that friend, I came home and talked to someone I haven’t spoken to in more than a year. I’m glad I realised this sooner to talk to him. Someone I thought I would never talk to anymore; from a friendship I never thought would be revived.

If there has been such an event in your life, go try to revive the friendship… You may not know if you would ever get a chance if you keep waiting for “the right time”…

I missed you, my friend.

Signs

When your eyes are open but you see nothing,
When you start to guffaw,
When you get hungry at odd hours,
When you manage to sleep in the shower
(with the water splashing on your face)
When you lose track of night and day,
When nothing your friend says registers
in your head,
When you stagger onto the road,
without being intoxicated,
When you start rapping about everything,
Yet mumble, slur and ramble when you do wanna say something
When you find answers to assignments in your dreams
When you begin looking like a druggie

You’ll realise.
It’s high time you got some sleep.