my bro is watching "Stepping Out" on channel 8 now. if u guys cant rem what show that is.. it's about the Japanese Occupation during 1942-1945 in Singapore. and Cynthia Koh went to shave all her hair for the show.

i dont know why.. i feel so sad suddenly. i remembered when i was watching the show, i cried like mad. and there's another show abt World War II by Christopher Lee and Lin Xiao Pei.

it seems so real to me when i was watching the show. it was as if i was in there, and i could feel the pain they were going through. the loud siren and the bombing sound. the scenes whereby Jap soldiers went ard arresting ppl without a reason and not to mention killing thousands and thousands of innocence. chopping their heads off and hanging them up on the lamp posts. stipping women to nake in prisons and torturing them. pumping water into their stomach and jumping on them. pulling out finger nails by force. using charcoal to burn their skin. given little or no food at all for all the prisoners. making them to work long hours without day and night until their death date. no proper place to bury the dead bodies. etc etc. =(


i still hear from my frens that their grandparents still hate the japanese.


rem our heros? Lim Bo Seng and Elizabeth Choy?



the point that im making here. can u see how MUCH fortunate we are now. with a shelther,food and clothes to wear. education and recreations. and technology that we have been depending so much on.


it really takes a long time one to realise that we are that lucky to be living in this era. and yet i heard people complaining here and there. " i got no money to buy that LV bag." " Mng sales starts today. but i got no money." "wah lao. i so angry. my mummy dont want to give me money." "eh! i so fat! i wanna join the slimming programme. and i heard hor.. that xxx pills very good leh! "

not that im saying i dont complain. i do complain at times too. over money,over friends and over the hot weather in singapore.


lead a simple life and be contented with what u have. dont compare yourself with others becos we are all different.