you know, been through a flurry of emotions just over the weekend, or rather, over the past two days.
well, you guys may or may not have heard. the Ngee ann polytechnic graduation thing. i'm only gonna mention it once, because i feel this case, should not be talked about, due to the poor guy. really. the emcee screwed up this guy's name during the NP graduation and made it into a curse word. like really? and he didn't even apologise. just a small chortle. a chuckle. and the thing is that it is most probably intentional. oh and by the way, it's a tamil guy's name. com'on. such a prestigious and important day in someone's life, they should know better than pick a lowly educated idiot (i wouldn't wanna spark some kind of racist tirade because that's just not how i roll) for an emcee. and now, his name gets mocked at. and not only that, some sick, insensitive bastard made a song about it. and i doubt even a formal apology was given. if these people really can't pronounce indian names, then kiang jiu ho, mai kay kiang, just get an indian emcee then. my god. damn.
and if an indian man were to just say one chinese word wrongly, the whole world acts like he said a bad word or something of a faux pas. and then everyone will laugh at him and tell him "oi you dunch know, dunch say larh" i'm just saying.
annnnnnyyyway, you know, it's so sad. i was thinking of something hilarious. like a few hours ago. and now, i've clean forgotten. damn, now i know why comedians carry pens and notepads wherever they go. i should've quickly scribbled down something, least i can remember.
my shins are hurting even more. well, all i can do now is massage it. it's working. i just need to constantly do it i guess. but there's still the huge bulge. and plus, training is getting tougher, cause now it's...two times a week.
yeah, where has my funny gone?