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Saturday, December 25, 2004

Signs tat u'r spendin Christmas in SG
1. Ah Lians wondering how come Santa’s elves ”dun look like that hamsum Legolas from Lord of the Rings, ha?”
2. Children who think snow resembles either soap suds or Styrofoam.
3. Lots of small guys in green running around are not elves, but national servicemen.
4. Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer detained on suspicion of avian flu.
5. Frosty the Snowman detained for possession of suspicious white substance.
6. Santa Claus is coming to town – but then suay-suay kena detained for questioning on how he entered Singapore territory.
7. Santa later released because he qualifies as ‘foreign talent’.
8. SPGS trying to pick up Santa. Ho! Ho! Ho!
9. Santa not the only one dressed in red and white trying to reach out to the young.
10. Santa's not the only person watching you to see if you’re ‘naughty or nice.’
Signs tat Santas doesn't Luvs u
1. Your letter to Santa comes back with a handwritten note: “Wait long-long!”
2. Your present is ticking.
3. You’re not on Santa’s “Naughty” or “Nice” lists – you’re on his “Si Gin Nah” list.
4. You wake up on Christmas Day and see the words “He sees you when you’re sleeping” written in blood on your wall.
5. When you sit on his lap, he growls, “Eh, Siao eh! Faster get off!”
6. Next to your presents is a bill for shipping, handling and GST.
7. There’s a bunch of elves outside your door who says their “Tua Tao” wants to “settle” with you.
8. When he sees you, he doesn’t go “Ho! Ho! Ho!”, he nods meaningfully and says, “Nehmind…”
9. On Christmas Eve, he comes to your house – and takes stuff.
10. No presents – but there’s a reindeer head hanging outside your front door and sheets of paper with your photo and IC number pasted all over your void deck.


tried to be a somebody at Saturday, December 25, 2004

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I'm nobody really.Serious. Just an unknown guy, Living the infamous lowlife of human society. Unknown, Unseemed, Unheard of. I'm the good old rational goof. Running my own little life. I'll never do anything out of line, Never disturb the rest, Never offend my own kind. Perhaps you're wondering, I'm stupid I'm insignificant, I smoke my life away and keeps people away, How could I be, a good old goofy? Well a girl told me once, That I'm called Jason and I'm just another chap. But if I be a goody goody one, Live my little life, Never to step out of my own lane, Be good work hard, I would get to my final destination. Find a life, And become a somebody. Somebody. Someday. Somehow. Well it's been ages since I've seen her again. But her words still rung in my head. Ever since I've lost her in Tekong, I've come to this weirdo place in Kranji. When everyday I just run and run and run. Never gettin to where I wan to be, But never mind, I'll keep running, Be good work hard, I'll get there someday. Someday. Somehow. Sometime. When I get there I bet all my fellow mates will go mad. Maybe that would be the day they'll let me go back! Go back to you, girl. Then I could hold you again. Like we never separated before. Do you know how much this unknown chap. Your little boy, misses you? But it's okay it's all right, I'll run my little life well. Be good work hard, I'll keep to my own lane. Never step out of line. And soon enough I'll get there. Get a fuckin new life, I hear it's fanatastic, they say. And then I'll return to you. Back to the fields of the old days. Marry the sweet little you, And have lots of little 'uns. Just like the average man. Just like the average society. But first I need to keep running. Run and run and run. Until I get to there, Become the winner, Become that somebody you wanted me to become, That somebody man. But well, Until then, I'm a nobody really. Just a unknown chap called Jayson. Running my little lowlife. Wait for me.




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