12/25/2009 03:18:00 AM
Friday, December 25, 2009
i feel really bad. cause im so insignificant to do anything to help other people.
im talking about poor people. how can we spend billions, trillions on wars. on top of that, weaponry. and worst singapore, all that just for "wayangs" it credible sense that we are training to be prepared against military attacks. but must we be so paranoid? why not spend all that, no spend a quarter of that to strengthen bilateral ties, instead of educating the man on how to kill, training them to respect and verbal communications to be polite and humble towards our neighbours.
and then other 3/4 of the billions spent, to be channeled to buy food and hospitality for the poor. why not spend all those money to hire teachers to educate them? how i wish i was somebody influential enough to bring this to the public. Prince William went homeless and slept in the public to raise awareness on how the poor sleep on the streets. yet i havent seen anyone do anything about it. what should i do? i want to help :(
poor little kids.12/23/2009 08:08:00 AM
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
decided to follow the bestfriends to JB last night for late night supper at banafe village. when i had this terrible experience involving a little kid around my brother's age or maybe younger say... 10? 11 years of age? but definitely the age when they are out to play soccer or just merely pressing buttons on their beloved PSPs.
When we arrived, we ordered our meals and the rest of them left to buy some ciggarettes while i stayed with my laptop to wait for the food to arrive. then there was this kid, aged as above, came up to me with a big bag and a box in hand full of torchlights and lighters, and he asked, "abang, nak beli torchlight?"(brother, do you want to buy a torchlight?) and i was like, umm sorry, my money is with my friends, and i dont have much left, which is true actually, i only had 10 ringgit with me. then he said, "please buy one?" and through his eyes i could see how hopeful he was, and that just melted my heart, call me naive, but its either i have a soft spot for kids or that boy just wasnt supposed to be selling things at 2am!
After i said no, he went inside and tried to sell to the other patrons inside, and nobody bought anything for him, as he walked around, i couldnt helped but stared at him, and feel sad about how unfortunate he is, andhere i am, complaining about life in singapore. But at that pointof time, i wished i was a millionaire, i really did so. i wanted to help him so badly. i didnt want hi to beg, i didnt want him to even work. my god he's only a kid.
As he was about to exit the place, i called him, i said, how much as those, he was telling me the price, and i was like, shit, i only have 10bucks and your stuffs are 10 and 15bucks. but i told him to wait, and i went to the counter to break my 10bucks. afterwhich, i gave him 5 bucks and i told him, i dont want to buy anything, but here's 5bucks for you to eat alright. I shouldve invited him to eat with us. IT couldve meant the whole world for him,it couldve made my day knowing i helped this kid.
shit im late for work, i'll update this again, im not done yet.
