Life, according to Singapore
1. The oilier, the better
When it comes to food, that is. Where else in the world can you find food that is elaborated by oil, accentuated by lard, and enhanced by grease? Where can we find such awesome-tasting collaboration of culture? Where else can we eat prata for breakfast, wanton mee for lunch, nasi bryani for dinner, and ice kachang for dessert, all at the same place?
Nowhere but our hawker center. And oily too! Yes, name me food that taste good and I bet more than half of them has some form of oiliness in them - char kway teow (my one and only love in life on a plate), bak chor mee, prata, murtabak, nasi goreng, mee siam, fried carrot cake....
Oily Paradiso...
2. When the going gets tough, the tough goes shopping
Great Singapore Sale, pre-Christmas sale, post-Chinese New Year Sale, Store opening sale, closing sale, pre-pre-Hari Raya Sale, roadside-auntie-selling-tissue-paper Sale........ One has absolutely no reason to be in a wreck because shopping is the cure for all mankind. If only leaders of the world learn how to shop, all wars will stop.
Buy water from Malaysia.... got discount?
No wonder Singapore is (pretty) safe.
3. Singing is the cure to all boredom
Karaoke, checked. Yearly NDP song, checked. Yearly NDP song available at Kbox, checked. Seriously, it's not hard to find something to do in this tiny little land. Well, if one ran out of ideas, the K's are always a great place to go. Even when you're not into singing, one can just look at mtvs.
Hey, there's food too. (See 1.)
4. The changing nature of geography
One day you can be in Jurong. Five years later, you are in West Coast. Ten years later, you are in Bukit Timah... One can never be sure where you live anymore. Tectonic plates within Singapore are moving at such a fast pace that one simply cannot keep up.
5. The father, the son, and the holy goh
Sorry, I got this from somewhere else and have no choice but to put it because I think it's simply hilarious. It does explain how our country is governed, no?
I love Singapore. It's my life.
It's where I live, and where I miss.
It's where I learn, and where I love.
It's where I will get married, and where I belong.
It's where I work, and where I will retire.
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Just don't increase the taxi fare or ERP anymore.
Tolong tolong...
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