Aid? What aid?

Aid that ties them by the neck,

Forcing them to buy things with money they lack.

Projects and products imposed by provider,

Impedes their movement to develop further.

Tied aid.

Aid that seems to give a lot,

But actually all comes to naught.

They give them things they cannot use,

Expecting them to not lose.

Unsuitable aid.

Aid that reaches far lands,

But is actually in the Rich’s hands.

The needy who needs it most,

No, they become invisible ghosts.

Aid that does not reach.

Aid that bites them bit by bit,

Creating a debt that does not fit.

Repayment they wonder,

Development I ponder.

Debt-creating aid.

Aid that takes their earnings,

Leaving them with nothing.

So what if they export?

Maybe they should abort.

Aid repaid by their earnings.

Aid that destroys the market,

Freedom, aid throws away the ticket.

Local produce and food aid,

Who will get paid?

Aid that undermines.

But not all is the provider’s fault,

Dreams, no longer in their thoughts.

Dependency becomes what they want,

Work, they can’t.

Dependency-creating aid.

Aid?

What aid?

uh.. my lousy attempt at writing a poem for geography. i’m sure wy’s one is much better. but i did this in 20 minutes.. so oh wells.

first time for everything

oh wells. i kinda thought this was interesting, wondering what i would actually put in..

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. hi! i’m ziLin!
2. zL
3. i don’t know, uh, da jie?

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:

1. tia
2. jer

3. eri (i tink. when i was p4 or something.)

wow! all three lettered screen names..

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. brownish eyes
2. brownish hair (which is not dyed.)
3. my flexible arm socket!

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. my fats
2. my fats
3. my fats.

okay, maybe my pimples too.

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. singaporean! is this under heritage?
2. chinese
3. how does heritage come in parts?

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. loneliness?
2. not being able to talk
3. the fact that i AM going deaf. (i tink.)

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. talking!
2. food
3. sleep… i wish.

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. ear sticks
2. shirt
3. shorts

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:
1. maroon 5!
2. guang liang
3. i like britney. fine. i admitted it! haha.

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:
1. she will be loved
2. tong hua
3. beautiful soul

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. love duh.
2. understanding
3. communication

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):
1. my sis is pretty.
2. my bro is handsome.
3. i don’t agree.

wahahahha!

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. hair
2. personality
3. face? .. hm.

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. going out with friends! =D
2. talking
3. having fun.

i tink this is so specific..

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. go out and talk to someone.
2. KILL THE PERSON WHO SPIT AT EUNOS MRT AND CAUSED ME TO DIRTY MY LIME GREENS.
3. take a neoprint with wy. LOL. and say sorry

THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING/YOU’VE CONSIDERED:
1. ooooh. CASHIER!
2. medical social worker
3. businessWOman?

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. taiwan!
2. japan!
3. finland during christmas…

THREE KID’S NAMES YOU LIKE:
1. some complicated name ms yeo told the class but i can’t remember but sounds very nice.
2. zoa (tink it’s cool!)
3. i tink calling your child “star” is nice, but painful.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. be a cashier. really!
2. eat the world’s nicest chocolate (nicest to me)
3. experience true love?

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:
1. i play rough.
2. i fight/wrestle with my brother.
3. i don’t really wear skirts. (besides my school uniform, duh. but i wear it almost everyday…)

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:
1. i like pink! (kinda.)
2. uh, i’m attracted to boys? (but that might not mean.. lol!)
3. i like shirts with female cuttings?

THREE CELEB CRUSHES:
1. really don’t have.
2. not an idol chaser.
3. really!

THREE PEOPLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:
1. wy.
2. js.
3. whoever else -.-

sorry, wy

yay! done!

breath away

quote “Tong Xin Yuan”

the fish said to the water, ‘i’m crying, but you won’t feel my tears because i’m in water.’
water replied fish and said, “no, i will always feel your tears in my heart because you’re in me.’

open for interpretation i guess.

i’m been shivering lately.

peeling it out piece by piece

i’m sick.

no, not sick. i’m ill.

maybe i’m sick too.

oh wells.

i went to the doctor and he said, “seems like you’re having a bout of asthma.”

i was like, “i never had asthma in my whole life.”

and he said, “no no, you had asthma since you were young.”

o. kay.

i never knew i had asthma!

and later, my bro decides to tell me that he has asthma too.

wow!

i thought no one in my family has asthma, including myself.

apparently, one of the symptoms of asthma is having rashes at the joints.

i had that since young.

i was just thinking,

are humans made to represent nature?

today, my mum was looking okay with stuff and everything after dinner.

while i was standing there eating an apple,

her whole face completely changed.

it’s like you can see it turning black.

i knew i was going to get scolded!

the change is just so freaky and gradual.

it’s like..

how the weather changes before it rains.

one moment is fine and dandy,

slowly it becomes black.. and starts to rain.

well, in this case..

the rain would represent the scolding i got then.

haha.

paradox

js told me this paradox.

i think it’s really cool

if A writes something totally controversial in her blog,

and B decides to “disagree” by posting in her own blog,

will C be correct to scold B for robbing A of her freedom of speech?

this is a paradox..

think!

i think…

if determinism is true, is there really such a thing as freedom?

if dualism is true, how can there be freedom?

you can’t know one without the other.

you can’t know happiness without knowing sadness.

you can’t know comfort without knowing pain.

you can’t know love without knowing hate.

likewise..

how can you know freedom without having been caged before?

how can you know restriction without having been free before?

…

vice versa

“If unrequited love does not exist, why do people suffer so much for love? Because if unrequited love does not exist, technically everyone should be happy. Because whom they love will always love back. However, that does not seem to be the case.” – js

my dear js,

my definition of love is not the one found in the dictionary.

unrequited love does not exist,

because in the first place,

it is not love.

people do not suffer for love when their love is unrequited,

because that is not love.

it’s just something else which is not named yet.

haha.

if unrequited love does not exist,

it doesn’t mean that whoever one loves will love one back,

i’m just saying that it’s unrequited something,

just not unrequited love.

wow.

i’m flattered!

wahaha.

js’ current entry is about the questions i asked her!

haha.

right.

the last question wasn’t really like a serious question!

it was seriously just for fun.

haha.

oh, and you forgot about the “do you believe in instinct?” question.

i have nothing to say about being fake.

i asked js that question because i like the things that she says and observes about people.

she’s just so frank

the world would be much simpler if everyone was like her.

riiiiight.

okay, qualification.

if everyone was frank like her.

knives slicing

slowly but surely,

drift-

faster and further,

drift-

painfully or painlessly,

drift-

no breaks

no pauses

no stops

life flows.

concentration drift-

guitar nite, yesterday and today..

to me.. p—–l-s- and supremely r–ar–d.

sigh.

so anyway, while js and i were at the holding area, we decided to climb one more level and stayed there to play a game. uh, a game which starts with ‘d’ and ends with ‘e’. after playing a while, i got bored and asked her..

“do you believe in unrequited love?”

is js’ response important?

no!

wahahah.

well, to me.. i don’t.

there can be no existence of unrequited love.

some months ago, i blogged about what love and the world, as a whole, meant to me.

perhaps, everyone came to this earth as pairs.

we get lost during our journey to earth,

and we spend the rest of our lives searching for the person who was, is and will be important to us.

if everyone had a destined partner in their life,

how can there be unrequited love?

how can you love someone who doesn’t love you back?

because,

if according to what i believe,

love exists between the 2 parties.

if there is love from one to another,

but no love from another to one,

you were not destined to be together.

from that, unrequited love cannot exist.

because it is not love…

…

just to qualify,

i’m not saying love is selfish.

you don’t have to possess someone to love someone.

you just have to…

have love in a 2 way flow.

even if you can’t possess that someone.

“love was made for me and you…” – l-o-v-e by Nat King Cole

tertiary industry ii

the grave of f4…
the grave of f4…
the cursed grave of f4…

stitch was furious! the singing of f4 (?) had taken over her heart, body, mind and soul! she was transformed! she morphed into… SUPER-RABBIT! she wore a brown cape and white underwear outside. she had to rescue the world! … her world i mean. there was no way that she was going to allow her rabbi-world to crash on her! she knew her importance to all the other rabbits in the universe! she was the ONE, the ONE who is going to save all of them, the ONE who is their leader!

she had to rescue the world!

stich rabbi-flew to the grave of f4 [gender still unknown], took out a rabbi-hammer and started to rabbi-smash at the grave of f4. she hit as hard as she could, smashing the grave into pieces and pieces. she had to make sure that there was no longer going to be any other seductive and evil f4s roaming around her rabbi-world. she had to rid this world of this evil!

her position in the rabbit world is so important! she cannot let them take over her throne, the throne with “super-rabbit” engraved all over it! no doubt she paid for it herself, but it’s because she realised her importance to the rabbit world! and it was a fact anyway.

so there she stood, smashing, smashing and smashing. when she finally grinded all the pieces into powder form, she arranged the powder in the shape of a rabbit and performed a séance, just to make sure that the evil f4 will not revive ever again and bring harm to this world.

she scooped up all the powder and carried them to the sea. (i think she made about 10 trips, because there’s only so much her SUPER paw can hold…) she blew the powder as far as possible, ensuring that the powder were all scattered. no return, no return. there is no way the powder can be placed back together again!

when all this tedious work was done, stitch took off her cape and underwear, and returned to her cage with lilo. lilo must not find out what she does in her free time.

lilo will fall apart, because…

she earns more than he does.

to be continued…

tertiary industry

once upon a time, there were two rabbits living in the same cage. the names of the rabbit were lilo and stitch, stitch being the girl girl rabbit, while lilo was the boy boy rabbit. (sad case.)

anyway, one fine day, stitch said to lilo, “hey, my owner’s taking me out for a morning walk tomorrow to try out the new leash she bought me, you wanna come along?” to stitch’s disappointment, lilo replied that he can’t as he has a date with f4 (gender unknown) that night. stitch was quite sad, but she said that it was okay. actually, the reason why stitch asked lilo along was because she was scared! the leash was an ugly red and had a monstrous claw around it! she was really afraid the leash would eat her up…

but soon after, lilo told stitch, “hey, i think i can go with you afterall!” it so happens that lilo discovered that the owner was going to eat f4 for dinner today, so obviously f4 wouldn’t be free to go for the date. so it was a happy moment for stitch! she was very happy and excited

the next day, the owner brought stitch out very early in the morning, with that monstrous claw leash hanging around stitch’s neck. after walking in the park for about half hour, lilo still had not arrived. through “rabbicommunications”, stitch found out that lilo had decided not to go to the park to accompany her… because he was not free.

However, when stitch returned home her whole rabbit world crashed down on her as she discovered that lilo… went to visit the grave of f4!

to be continued…