May 24, 2011

Random Updates

Some random mid week updates. I've got a new polo tee! Courtesy of fabz who got it for me at the Zouk Flea! Its the normal red polka dots (which are so cute) and the double buttons (as you can see down in the picture below) is really a very special and unique feature!

- loves the polka dots -


And this week @alexischeong and I had lunch at The Plain @ Craig Road! Blogged about this place earlier on, and we still love the ciabattas there. And yes there's this drink that I secretly really like: Aranciata Rossa. Secretly because I think anyone who drinks San Pellegrino (like sparkling water) is totally pretentious, so I try my best to dissociate with the brand. But alas, the blood orange drink is so YUMS!!

- Salami Ciabatta -


- The Aranciata Rossa -


And lastly, I am always distracted by colours, and here's @alexischeong 88 colour eyeshadow palette! Pretty!


/end of bimbotic post

May 23, 2011

Standing up for "Gay Parents Bashed"

Today I came across this video on my tumblr, and I teared uncontrollably when watching this. Please watch the video embedded before reading on.




What really surprised me was that a place like Texas (where the homophobic Bush came from) showed us that in times like this, solidarity for humanity will prevail. Nobody could stand around and watch the waitress insult and demean the lesbian and gay parents. And what really gets me is the guy that we all think looks like a gangster turns out to be filled with so much love, it puts all of us to shame. When he went out to write a note to let the lesbian parents know just how beautiful their family is, means so much to the actress that it made her cry, because it spoke to her in real life.

"In the end, you will not remember the words of our enemies,
but the silence of your friends" - Martin Luther King, Jr

The quote above defined the gesture because like it says, if a friend sees you in trouble but chooses to keep silent, it will be more hurtful than anything else. Day in day out, a big group of homosexual people faces either overt discrimination (like the video), or silent discrimination. Not to say that homosexuals have a harder time than other people, but definitely there is a bigger baggage to carry. I've been there and its not easy.

Was there any point in time where you could have made a world of a difference to your gay friends by standing up for them? Or by supporting them in your own ways? Make it happen and don't stay by the side and watch.

It is also a particularly poignant topic for me because late last night, the boy and I were watching the movie "The Love of Siam", and we have a very long conversation after that which we talked about pretty much the same issue. He has been struggling to come to terms with himself, and the invisible pressure that he faces from society can really be too much to bear even for the strongest individual.

On the other, I am so glad I have survived and are now in the stage of my life where "it is better". I do not have any fears of judgment from anyone about my sexuality because this is who I am, and I make no apologies for it. But I cannot stand by and not share what I've been through. I want to let every individual, gay or otherwise know that humanity will shine through, each and every time.

Don't be afraid to be yourself, and be who you are. Because you are beautiful just the way you are.

May 16, 2011

I am a thankful boy...

..for the great things and people that have entered my life and made it the way it is today! What prompted me to write this? Its this video here:



This video is made for this year's Pink Dot! And it reminds of the many different times in my life, and the different stages I had to go through to be who I am today. A gay man who is very comfortable with my sexuality, have my friends love me for exactly who I am, have my mother who tells me that my happiness is more important than anything else in the world, and to work in a company where my heterosexual boss can joke around with me. I am grateful.

The first scene of the clips reminds me of Jeremiah. He's this very peculiar friend of mine, and peculiar here carries no negative connotation. I knew Jere in PRIMARY SCHOOL! (Can you believe it) but it wasn't till junior college that we got close, close enough for me to come out to him, and it was with much fear. I will never forget how he defended gay men in camp. Jere told me about the jokes and things that his army mates will say, and oftentimes, even I would let it just pass and allow them to make derogatory remarks. But not Jere. He told them that not all gay men are like that, one of his besties (that's me!) is nothing like what they say, and it is through little actions like that, that people can stop viewing gay people through tinted lenses. So thank you Jere!

And its not just him, all my friends have been nothing but loving - too many to name, but you know who you are. You've all been through my ups and my downs, listened to me cry over man, or men (depending on when you knew me), and it was never with judgement nor disapproval, aside from the disapproval that I allow myself to get hurt. There's so much love from so many of you. You've even been through my coming out process with my mom.

It was not actually a coming out process because mommies always know. Trust me. And it started out really as a power issue which then led me to officially come out to her, and boy was it nasty. After a couple of weeks of not talking to me, and me writing a very long and heartfelt letter to her, she asked me one evening what I would like to eat for dinner. Its her way of saying things are going to be fine now. Eventually she told me that she wants me to be happy, and she cannot bear to be like the other moms who forced their sons to get married, and end up with 3 unhappy people and a broken family.

Every time I recount this story I will tear, like how my mom told me, after a very messy breakup, that even if the sky falls down, she will hold it up for me. How can I not be thankful to an incredible mommy like her. And my other family members too!

And things today can't be any better. My mom loves fabby and we practically live together for more days of the week than I can count, and he's been the sweetest boy (he made my mom a Mother's Day card), my work environment is loving and accepting. I can't think of a better personal life yet.

So dear friends, won't you join me this June 18 at the Pink Dot, so that we can show everyone that there's nothing wrong with my love, it is the same love as your love and the same as everyone's else. And tell all the gay people you know that you love them for exactly who they are.

Love,
Scotty

May 14, 2011

The week

Sometimes routine can be comforting, and its nice when things have sorta settled into a nice rhythm. Of course this cannot come with the usual taken for granted bullshit, and one must always be appreciative, and I am thankful that this is indeed what's happening.

Grateful that after such a long journey, I'm not walking this path alone anymore =)

- late dinner with the boy. ayam penyet FTW -


- a packed shelf with too many little things -

May 11, 2011

A very gorgeous video

Timelapse - The City Limits from Dominic on Vimeo.


I really love this video so much that I have to share it here. Also so that I can remember what I've been watching. Keep watching till 2:45 or so, it'll blow you away.

May 5, 2011

I want a Singapore with a Soul and not $ingapore Inc.

I haven't written much for this elections, which is a peculiar case because my friends know that I have a lot to say for this election. But the poll is just slightly more than 24 hours away and write I must because so many things are at stake. Stakes that I would eternally regret if I know that at least one of you might be inspired by this simple piece but made the wrong choice because I didn't write.

What is it about this particular election that fills me so much passion and makes me so involved? Its the fight for Singapore, specifically the Singapore Soul and not $ingapore Inc.

My dear friends, just take a moment to think back about 5-10 years ago, about what life was like, what did you see around you? How did you feel? Do you recall seeing old folks, or very old folks cleaning the toilets, working 24 hours shifts at hawker centres wiping tables with dirty cloths and wearing glum faces while you are having supper? Do you feel hopeful about life, or do you feel worried and stressed out?

$ingapore has always been run as a business and if money can buy us everything in this world, then its great, go ahead. But unfortunately in life, money can't buy us everything. Singapore has moved to a stage (thanks to the founding fathers of Singapore - note I did not say thanks to PAP) where a sizeable portion of us don't have to worry about a roof and food, and we realized that we are not children anymore, we need to grow and we want to grow. And we don't want to leave another Singaporean behind.

Because there are many Singaporeans left behind. When I do my volunteer work on Sundays, where I cook a hot meal and distribute rations to the elderly, I am almost in tears when I see the uncle with NOTHING in his rental flat. And I mean nothing. I see the lady who needs to crawl to the door to receive our rations, I see families living in the corridors illegally because they have nowhere to go, and I wonder why nothing more is being done. Why are the policies not going down to the people who need it the most?

I ABSOLUTELY CANNOT understand how Vivian Balakrishnan can take his millions of dollars of salary, get hundreds of thousands of dollars of pay increment and 8 months bonus, but simply REFUSE to help any of these people. His now famous words when the deeply respected Dr Lily asked for more money for the poor were simply: How much do you want? Enough for a hawker centre, food court or restaurant? He then increased funding from $260 per month, to $290 per month. A $1 a day increase. We are talking about people who CANNOT work for a multitude of reasons, and $290 a month, all in. How does he sleep at night?

WHERE did our soul go? Where did our heart go? What is happening to my country?

How did citizens become just a number in a factory environment churning GDP figures? GDP is a terrible measure of the standard of living, easily affected by outliers, because it measures the average and not the median (this would be an entire article, so please wiki/google). I don't want the next generation to grow up in a country where being anything other than an Engineer, Doctor, or god forbid, a Lawyer, is being looked down on. He/she cannot think that "I want to be a carpenter", or "I want to be a musician" and be told to be more practical and get a real job. Because these are passions and these are dreams. Without passions, and without dreams we are nothing.

What is life to live if life is just an empty chase of money?

I have no fear, because I am not stupid. The incumbent paints nightmare scenarios: women being maids, children getting raped, we'll all be jobless. But the incumbent has not shown how or why this will be the case. Their manifesto says nothing, and they forget that the ever strong civil service will run with or without them, and they will work hand in hand with whoever is in the Parliament to make it work. And if it doesn't work, that's fine because we Singaporeans know now that we are empowered and we will make it all work, together.

The incumbent asks for track record, well WP and Mr Chiam have 20 years behind them. And just for the record, neither do the majority of your newbies have any track record to speak of. Which also brings me to my next point dear PAP, your track record for the past 5 years is nothing but fail. We look nice on the outside, but we are rotting on the inside. Many people have already touch on this, so I'll skip it.

Benson tells me not to cry, but cry I will, tears of joy when Worker's Party emerges victorious, or tears of disappointment when PAP does a clean sweep of the Parliament.

The time has come, and I can feel change is in the air, I don't want to see my country rot anymore, and I will be the change that I want to be.

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You need to read some of these excellent writings that I've been reading:



And this is a MUST read -

Thank you.