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Lay ting, 15. I'm proud to be a daughter of God. I am generally quite a happy kid with my awesome family and friends but when I'm emotional it's best you leave me alone. I believe it's nice to be nice so I live to love. I am sadistic. I like gore. I like red and orange. I like garfield. I like jumping. I like taking pictures. I like Christmas. I like hugs and people who make me feel special. I am often insecure. I am emo. I am hyper. I am noisy. I am very loud. I am fierce. I am awesome. I play floor ball. I like dancing. I wanna dance. I wanna be a superstar. I wanna see monsters. I don't like people who stare at me. I don't like poseurs. I don't like chocolates, sweets, cakes and ice cream. I don't like guys who hurt girls. If you agree that I am so awesome, Tell me here.

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11:38 AM
Sunday, June 6, 2010
I know I haven't blogged for quite a while because I'm recently really down, physically and mentally and not recovering but whatever, DID YOU GUYS SEE THIS?

"SINGAPORE: A gang of seven was believed to have been responsible for the recent spate of attacks in the Kallang area on Sunday, which left one man dead and three others seriously injured." 


-http://www.insing.com


 MADNESS. That guy who was killed only had:  Five sets of clothes, His curry pot, A rice cooker and An album of family photos. Why would this kind of people even get targeted as a victim........ please, that was all of his assets and you wanna rob him? Are you even human............. Ok not meaning it's right to rob people but at least rob someone richer right.. He was just an innocent Indian worker who left his hometown to work for his family who only had SO LITTLE assets. Honestly, as a 15 year old I have soooo much more than him - I'm sure anyone has. 


From The Straits Times today,

"After his work at a construction site, Mr Shanmuganathan used to pick up and sell cardboard boxes and tin cans as an additional source of income."

"Home was a shabby three-room hostel in Joo Chiat Road shred with 14 other foreign workers. He slept on a bare bunk bed and had four roommates. Tiles were missing from part of the floor."


"The other workers did not know much about his personal life as he seldom spent time in the evenings with them. Instead, after getting back to the hostel at 7pm, he would change in to a fresh set of clothes and head out to trawl the streets for cardboard boxes and tin cans. He often returned only at midnight, long after the others had gone to sleep, and would wake up at 6am to go to work."


"He sold the boxes and cans to a rag and bone man as an additional source of income as he had to pay for his two sons' university education."
I'm not quite too sure about my purpose of this post but... I mean, it's really quite sad all these had to happen right. We're all children of God, why are we hurting one another like that? And we should really treasure what we have and learn to look out for one another, coz they'll always be somebody worse than you and yet contented and working the shit out of himself to earn a living and sadly got killed in a foreign country because he had no friends to help him when he was injured. I can't help but shed a tear for all these people.


SAD RIGHT, ok sorry I've been really passionate in helping others after seeing the people in Bali's living conditions, especially the orphans................ I know I'm not perfect but I'm trying, ok? Don't judge me.

R.I.P, Shanmuganathan Dillidurai and God bless you and your family.  


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