Constipated

i'm not going to create a huge hu-ha over my 100th post ... guess no one would probably give a damn anyway. so, i shall start on how exactly i become constipated, when my bowel system had been so efficient the past week that i fed the toilet for at least twice a day.

it all happened yesterday, when my IC at fort gave me some wild berries to try. after biting off the whole thing, he told me it's mildly venomous, that will give me numb lips and constipation for the next few days. to hell with the numb lips, 'cause i was fine till now. but i guess constipation did kick in - i haven't been visiting the toilet ever since!

so i had pretty light meals today, except for my dinner (a full packet of pineapple fried rice. i guess the cook forgot that he's now working in a kitchen that cooks for HUMANS and not for PIGS). had just a bowl of noodles in the morning, and 3 pieces of wholemeal bread with salmon mayo for lunch. now i'm trying to hypnotize my intestines to start peristalsis and push all those shit out!

there, my constipation story ...

i shall continue with another matter which is the discrimination of indians in singapore. haha, it will be short i promise. and do take note that i mean no offense to any indians that read this.

i guess many of us have at least heard of a joke that concerns indians. things like the darlie toothpaste and not seeing them at night if they were to wear black etc etc. also, many people actually commented that indians are the fussy-est race on earth, demanding on this and that, that and this. what else, they're always inconsiderate and pushing around in the train or bus.

encountered this scenario while waiting for my enormous packet of fried rice - the woman taking orders kept that indian lady waiting for 5 minutes before taking her orders. i believe she was not exactly that busy, as she was just shuffling through the buckets of coins and notes to make sure they're in check. that poor indian lady stood there and waited without even complaining. ok, maybe they were really busy, but when they took orders from a chinese, they seemed to be more willing to do so than serving an indian. please send these bunch of people to some basic service courses - their attitude is really bad.

i'm not trying to say that my service standard is among the best that i can criticize them, but it's really intolerable. imagine yourself going to india, wanting to have a simple meal of roti prata, but the chef just couldn't feel your presence and continue with his amazing dough-tossing skills. ok, let's not talk about india. how about finding yourself in the states trying to order a hamburger, but they just ignore you? then you'll start saying things like man, the service quality in the states is BAD! it takes just one flaw to spoil the whole painting.

in fact, i've met many indians and bangladeshi at fort siloso since my first day at work there. it's shocking to me as well to meet very nice people of those nationalities. they're very much friendlier, and in fact more approachable to the snobbish locals that tried to outwit and look down on us by making unnecessary comments. although i must admit i do have difficulties understanding them with their accent, they are really nice people. when i exchanged short conversations with them, i felt relaxed as they don't present any hostility towards us. yet, many of us still harbour bad impressions of them, i don't know why.

at times they do get on my nerves, but i believe it's not just them that irritate people. we simply forget about all the pushing and squeezing of a chinese in a congested train, and make so much noise when we're in a less crowded train but there're more indians in there. haha.

so just why are indians discriminated? is it because the chinese and malays made up the majority of the population in singapore? are we really living together harmoniously? doubts.

those are just my thoughts, haha. and i'm still constipating. will Salmonella spp. help?! bye bye