Yellow piece of jackie chan

I have a confession to make,

I am a racist. I like to poke fun at people of the other races.
I do it to my friends mostly, or at the very least, to people who can't hear or see what I'm doing.
They're not targeted at creating hate or anger, nor are they aimed to hurt anyone.
Hell, my friends laugh at my typically small beady eyes (chinese).

Being a racist has made me somewhat sensitive to potentially racist messages. Every gesture that someone makes, a glance, a finger, a snigger, a whisper into his friends' ears, they all get picked up by me. Yes, go ahead, call me paranoid I don't care.

Finally, the training in Australia's over and we're brought around Rocky for our Rest n Recreation.
The very first night, we decided to head over to the very popular 'Bush Inn Bar and Grill' to try our hand at steak the size of our heads. Unfortunately, that didn't happen; the placed was having an event (probably related to the race night) and we weren't let in.

So we decided to walk around to look for food. First person we met at the cross-junction? A young man running past us yelling jackie chan every once in a while, turning around to see if we were angry or not. Soon after that dimwit crossed the road, a black car drove by and rolled open a window. This witch of a woman popped her head out and yelled JACKIE CHAN! It's my first drive-by racist attack and it sure didn't feel good to be on the receiving end of it.

Worst of all, it wasn't even funny! Get some fresh material at the very least, Jackie Chan's old!

That aside, I've heard of cases more violent and it does get on my nerve. Sure, it's human nature to be protective against things that are of a different nature to us, but isn't it going a lil' bit too far when you call them 'yellow pieces of shit' n throw coins at them? Take into account that you're possibly having a bad case of colour deficiency n the fact that aussie coins are huge!

Comon' people, positive racism! That's what I stand by! It's impossible not to have a set of ideas about different groups of people but let's keep the hostility out of each other yeah?

Hitting the jackpot

Yeah, I'm still in Australia with a week to go before returning to the motherland. But that doesn't mean that I must blog about life in the outback.

Instead, I'm going to share an observation that I made whilst on holiday with my parents in genting highlands.

As some of you would've known, I just turned 21 this year and therefore am of legal age to walk into casinos in Malaysia. Needless to say, my parents took me on a tour of the areas as I'd they were regulars.

What caught my interest was the rows and rows of slots machines lined along the halls of the casinos, or rather, the people playing them.

Sure, it might be fun when you roll off 50RM and walk away from the machine 150 richer, but I'm pretty sure that's just beginner's luck. Of course, that's not the point.

The point is, I noticed that most of the players were simply seated with their soulless fingers on the same button throughout. You just couldn't help but notice that lifeless look on their faces...

At the end of the day, it's almost like life on its own innit? Sure, the jackpots in life sure sound sweet, like the person who won the lottery twice or the lucky woman on oprah. But doesn't it look kinda sad when all you do is sit there and wait for a miracle to happen? Why not do something and make the miracle much easier to arrive?

Don't mind me, I'm just ranting...