And thus, we get conned by yet another ribbon. I have only pinned one ribbon ever, and that's the green looking one. No idea what it stands for but hopefully it's to save the AIDS fellas, now don't they need our help? The poor unfortunate ones who just 'happened' to get their dicks up a rear end or a foul end.
The silver ribbon project actually is to Fight the Stigma of Brain Disorders and Mental Illness.
Now that you realize that, here in Singapore, as reported by TODAY yesterday, in Mental-health aid in the heartlands, we are doing our part to fleece the common folk out of forking out hard earned dough to buy a little ribbon for the old gum tree.
If you are impatient, the gist is to train volunteers aka "befrienders" who visit mentally affected patients in the heartlands instead of the reverse where the mad people troop down to IMH the ex-Woodbridge Hospital. I guess the toll on public transport workers is too much to handle. Come on man, we meet mad geezers ALL the time.
Like the guy in school who buys breakfast in his pyjamas cos his hall is right next to the MAIN school canteen. Or that girl in our class who thinks wet hair is soo much fun to swing around in the middle of a tutorial, obviously in her own delusional Jennifer Aniston state of mind.
More importantly, I'd like to implore the IMH to send these "befrienders" down to Ang Mo Kio. Cos, we have our fair share of mad people that I think someone needs to do something about soon. These are the cloak and dagger ones, who SO happen to be rid of their mental weaknesses the minute they spot a govt official look-a-like or the men in blue.
1. The lady who feeds the cats
Come on la, there used to be 4 now there're 40! And the territorial disputes that go on each night is terrible. Not to mention, my heart goes out to the old King of Cats [Not Tybalt, from Romeo and Juliet], who even lost an eye and has been ousted to the sidelines of his breed.
2. The chicken rice uncle who never gets the order right
Boneless chicken rice, roasted meat, extra bowl rice, thigh and breast meat only, extra 2 packets chilli. How hard can it get? Especially when you order the same damn thing, or even your entire family eats the same damn order, 3 times a week. But noooooo, the mad mudderfucker insists on cocking up something or the other.
3. The couple opp. my block
This is the typical KLKouple. When they quarrel, the world is their electoral boundary. Everyone really needs to know that the reason for the fight that day was cos tired and sweaty husband didnt get his favourite meal and had to eat what the dog left over. On special occasions, you might even be treated to the wife's dear relatives who come in to not defuse the big time quarrel that has by now reached the void deck [by the way we in singapore are the only people to even use this word], but to smash a coupla flowerpots [the neighbours' of course] and to add to the din. Lock em up in a straitjacket I say.
4. The mad MP we have
Yes, my MP is mad. Which is why he says he supports footy and puts up 4 floodlights but switches only 2 of them on for 1.5 hours a day. Mad? Unlikely. Bonkers.... yes.
The exact same guy who if you go pleading at a Meet-the-MP weekly session about a leniency appeal for your traffic fine, who goes:
"You speed? Then you wrong la....go pay the fine go"
"But Sir, I is delivery man...and I is poor, I cant afford to buy groceries if I pay the fine"
"Hmmmmmmmm.....You speed? Then you wrong la....go pay the fine go"
This one call mad not?
5. Me
Yeah, on second thoughts. I am the delusional one. I am the man in the bowler hat. Maybe all this is normal. Maybe I'm fretting for nothing. Maybe we weren't meant to be living in peace and quiet and without undue stress from humanoids who think the meaning of life lies in disturbing others. Do befriend me. I need you. Please ....Please....
I see this line in a lot of Tamil movies: "A mad man never admits/declares he is mad".
In that case?
I'm not mad! I'm not mad!
Adieu!
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The silver ribbon project actually is to Fight the Stigma of Brain Disorders and Mental Illness.
Now that you realize that, here in Singapore, as reported by TODAY yesterday, in Mental-health aid in the heartlands, we are doing our part to fleece the common folk out of forking out hard earned dough to buy a little ribbon for the old gum tree.
If you are impatient, the gist is to train volunteers aka "befrienders" who visit mentally affected patients in the heartlands instead of the reverse where the mad people troop down to IMH the ex-Woodbridge Hospital. I guess the toll on public transport workers is too much to handle. Come on man, we meet mad geezers ALL the time.
Like the guy in school who buys breakfast in his pyjamas cos his hall is right next to the MAIN school canteen. Or that girl in our class who thinks wet hair is soo much fun to swing around in the middle of a tutorial, obviously in her own delusional Jennifer Aniston state of mind.
More importantly, I'd like to implore the IMH to send these "befrienders" down to Ang Mo Kio. Cos, we have our fair share of mad people that I think someone needs to do something about soon. These are the cloak and dagger ones, who SO happen to be rid of their mental weaknesses the minute they spot a govt official look-a-like or the men in blue.
1. The lady who feeds the cats
Come on la, there used to be 4 now there're 40! And the territorial disputes that go on each night is terrible. Not to mention, my heart goes out to the old King of Cats [Not Tybalt, from Romeo and Juliet], who even lost an eye and has been ousted to the sidelines of his breed.
2. The chicken rice uncle who never gets the order right
Boneless chicken rice, roasted meat, extra bowl rice, thigh and breast meat only, extra 2 packets chilli. How hard can it get? Especially when you order the same damn thing, or even your entire family eats the same damn order, 3 times a week. But noooooo, the mad mudderfucker insists on cocking up something or the other.
3. The couple opp. my block
This is the typical KLKouple. When they quarrel, the world is their electoral boundary. Everyone really needs to know that the reason for the fight that day was cos tired and sweaty husband didnt get his favourite meal and had to eat what the dog left over. On special occasions, you might even be treated to the wife's dear relatives who come in to not defuse the big time quarrel that has by now reached the void deck [by the way we in singapore are the only people to even use this word], but to smash a coupla flowerpots [the neighbours' of course] and to add to the din. Lock em up in a straitjacket I say.
4. The mad MP we have
Yes, my MP is mad. Which is why he says he supports footy and puts up 4 floodlights but switches only 2 of them on for 1.5 hours a day. Mad? Unlikely. Bonkers.... yes.
The exact same guy who if you go pleading at a Meet-the-MP weekly session about a leniency appeal for your traffic fine, who goes:
"You speed? Then you wrong la....go pay the fine go"
"But Sir, I is delivery man...and I is poor, I cant afford to buy groceries if I pay the fine"
"Hmmmmmmmm.....You speed? Then you wrong la....go pay the fine go"
This one call mad not?
5. Me
Yeah, on second thoughts. I am the delusional one. I am the man in the bowler hat. Maybe all this is normal. Maybe I'm fretting for nothing. Maybe we weren't meant to be living in peace and quiet and without undue stress from humanoids who think the meaning of life lies in disturbing others. Do befriend me. I need you. Please ....Please....
I see this line in a lot of Tamil movies: "A mad man never admits/declares he is mad".
In that case?
I'm not mad! I'm not mad!
Adieu!
mad, mental, health, singapore, ang mo kio, silver, ribbon
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