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Urgh... I intended to buy kinder bueno and sink my teeth into it while revising A Maths. But nooo, the weather just had to interrupt.

Surveyed by International Institute of Kiasu-Ness (IIKN), Singapore is sharing the top placing for being the Kiasu-est country with America (Coz America always tops the chart, from being the country with the most income, wars, criminals, etc). Anyways, I'm just being witty about that survey, but who is not to agree with me, Singapore is a kiasu country.

Okay, I've figured out an equation: Singlish + Kiasu-ness = Singaporean. Yea, there you go. I searched high and low, left and right, ben and jerry's and starbucks just to get that equation. So, the SI unit for Singaporean is Zaki(Z).

For example,

Singlish + Kiasu-ness = Singaporean

20 + 4 = Singaporean = 24 Z (10 marks) (-9 marks for not putting SI unit)

Now you get it right? Pardon me for being so egoistic by putting my name as the SI unit. But, what about Isaac Newton? Nevermine, I don't bother about egoistic scientists.


Let's be realistic for a while can we? Anyways, I'm just high today and I have something inside me to talk about Kiasu Singapore since dinosaur roamed the Earth.


Man, firstly i wanna talk about those Aunties and Uncles, especially in buses and trains. I call them the "SBS Aunties and Uncles". See how well known they are until I have to label them. Anyways, these aunties and uncles irritate people with their kiasu-ness. Often, they think that they are the only one owning the transportation. It's like to them, getting the first seat, rushing to get infront of the queue(don't know how to spell), shouting at people who interrupt them in their mission to be the first will get a prize.


Seriously, if people interrupt them, especially students, they will give this "hello?-i'm-an-aunty-who's-suppose-to-be-1st-and-u-suck" stare. Man, if you see this type of aunties and uncles doing that, mostly aunties, just talk to them politically and diplomatically and she'll be totally pai seh babe. Awesome. Coz english is like alien to them, and they respect good-english-er. Thats their weakness. All that they mumble is "@#^*$@(@$*))!". Alien language I tell you! They won't talk much, all they give are physical movements like pushing, stares, to let others know they are there. They don't even say "Excuse me" "Thank You" and those simple social ettiquettes.


For example, this is an infamous scenario in an MRT. Think most of you guys may had experienced this. The train was cramped. People were like sardines. The train was reaching Jurong East Interchange which, obviously, most will alight. And this extra aunty was at the back of the train. She was pushing everyone, giving the stares like she was on an important mission, like mission impossible. But, a professional detective or so won't be stupid enough to wear such an aunty-ish shirt, colourful flowerly pants, curly hair, and, maybe, a big mole. Anyways, those aunties rolled on the floor, jumped, used a jet-pack just to get infront by the door. They were so proud after doing that.


Thats not the end yet. When the train reached the stop, you will get to see similiar aunties dashing to the centre train. Seriously, you will get to see a world class 100m dash by those aunties. They can run faster than those Olympic sprinters i tell you. If Singapore was to assign those aunties to run for the Olympics, they will sure bring back medals for sprinting and those related. Just prepare an MRT at the end of the racing line, and they will run as fast as they can. Okay, you will get to witness fearsome battle of aunties running to the centre train when you are there. They will try their best to be the 1st there.


When the train towards Marina Bay, which is the centre train, had come, they will dash in and take a seat. Yea, after they seat, they will give this face of accomplishment and satisfaction and pride in work and those words related. But my favourite part is not that. Sometimes, the middle train will not be on service. As the aunties are soooo kiasu and don't understand the English announcements, they will just barge in the train wondering why the others won't come in. Although they felt that, they just have this sense of pride like knowing that the train was all hers. But the best part was when the SMRT crew came to search and empty the train so that the train can leave. The SMRT chased her out like man chasing birds away . Yea, you get me. Awesome one. If only I could laugh my ass off infront of her, but I won't. I have my own set of moral values you see.


Okay, lets just put aunties and uncles aside. Now it's about teenagers. Singaporean teenagers, or Teenaporeans(?). Yea, our teenagers, like me, just have to be so kiasu and follow the latest trends. Maybe we just need to follow these trends to not lead us of being outcasted. But some trends are just ridiculous. The first day the thing is released will be the day the thing will be popular. As for some contries, the trend will take time to spread. But here, nope, it takes hours, seconds, minutes!


Okay what about crocs? Just admit it, it's hideous. It looks like, a crocodile! Okay, that's what its suppose to be. With the holes, the spongy material. It looks like those 3 year old shoes you can find at Kiddy Palace. Okay, maybe I've got a different fashion sense as others, but face it, majority don't think its nice. It's not cool to have crocodiles as your shoes.


I won't be talking about more redundant trends coz that will just make me as guilty. I will continue with the middle aged Singaporeans.


Okay, I do not know about middle aged Singaporeans because I don't come close in contact with them except for teachers, sales person and relatives. Yea, all that I know is that most of them will try their best to look glimmy and classy when going out. Seriously, some may wear heels, tuxedo(exageration), wedding gown just to go to the market.


For example, if you go to Vivo City, you will get to witness a wedding occasion. Seriously, people are going to VIvo like they are going to a wedding. They wear high class dresses, do their hair with the finest touch ups, wear those branded latin stuffs just to go to a big shopping centre a.k.a Vivo. Well, what to do.. a kiasu will always be a kiasu. Well, those simpler, humble people like me (ehem) would just need to wear t-shirt, jeans and slippers to fit in the Vivo crowd. I had went to other countries and they wear shorts, singlets and slippers when they go to posh restaurants and known shopping centres. Most of them wore that. But here.... nope, going to a shopping centre is as similiar as going to a wedding dinner.


Ahah... I'm not saying that I'm 100% free from kiasu-ness. I do copy homework to pass up to teacher as fast as I can, I do "chop" seats(but surrender them to the ones who needs it more... aww..), I think crumpler is QUITE nice, I do take as many sambal from the Malay stall knowing that it's free, and etc. I am kiasu, at a certain extent. Not until like those aunties. Haha. I am kiasu and I'm proud of it, and that's what makes me a Singaporean ;D