Time of mutants-.

Sunday, August 31, 2008, 11:27 PM

S'pore women into prostitution

Three weeks after having her appendix removed last year, Filipina bar girl Camille was forced by her pimp back to work as a prostitute in Singapore.
Penniless and deeply in debt in a foreign land, 24-year-old Camille, not her real name, had no choice.

She says she had sex with men in hotel trysts arranged by her pimp, who took most of the money, until she sought shelter at the Philippine embassy.
"My wounds barely healed and I was being forced to have sex," she told AFP, breaking into sobs during an interview before flying home earlier this year.
"The pimp had no pity. The men had no mercy. I should have listened to my parents not to come here."

Philippine embassy officials said Camille, a single mother, is among a growing number of Filipina women lured by human trafficking syndicates to Singapore, Southeast Asia's wealthiest economy.

Promised jobs as "entertainers" in pubs and restaurants, many instead find themselves virtually indentured as prostitutes, working to pay back the cost of getting here.
Women interviewed by AFP said they were locked in cramped apartments, given one meal a day and told they owed between 1,000 and 4,000 Singapore dollars (736-2,945 US) to their pimps for bringing them to the city-state.
The sex industry in Singapore -- where prostitution is legal but pimping and public solicitation are not -- is dominated by women from the Philippines, Thailand, China and Vietnam, industry sources said.

The Philippine embassy in Singapore said there were 212 cases of human trafficking involving Filipinas in 2007, up from 125 in 2006 and from 59 cases in 2005.
Of those 212, nearly 30 percent admitted to having engaged in prostitution or said they were coerced into sexual acts, it said.
Filipino consul Neal Imperial described the numbers as the "tip of the iceberg" as they reflected only women who turned to the embassy for help.
The US State Department, in its 2008 Trafficking in Persons report, put Singapore on its list of countries not doing enough to combat the problem. Cambodia and Sierra Leone were among others named.

The report urged Singapore, which has yet to ratify the 2000 UN Trafficking in Persons Protocol, to "vigorously investigate and prosecute both labour and sex trafficking cases".
Responding to the US report, Singapore's Ministry of Home Affairs said reported cases of forced prostitution fell to 28 in 2007 from 33 in 2006 and 35 in 2005.
Police investigated all 28 cases and found evidence in only one, the ministry said.
Human trafficking experts said Singapore's figures differ from the US report because the police do not consider women as trafficking victims if they arrive voluntarily.
In contrast, the United Nations counts women as victims if they are lured by false promises about working conditions, and if they are exploited.

Singapore should accept there is a problem, said Sallie Yea, an Australian consultant who has researched sex trafficking in Asia. "Singapore is still in the denial mode."
The island-state is an attractive destination, experts said, because women can enter without a visa on cheap flights.

John Gee, of the non-government group Transient Workers Count Too, said acknowledging that human trafficking exists could be embarrassing for the government, which likes to perpetuate Singapore's squeaky clean image.
But he said the government's bid to maintain that image could push it to tackle the issue.
"I'm optimistic that Singapore will actually rise to the challenge and deal with it," he said.

Saturday, August 30, 2008, 11:53 PM

Breakdowns.

Hello... havent blog for sometime huh. Well guess what. Im gonna post everyday to update.. I feel super super unhappy about somethings which I am not supposed to be unhappy about lah...Today, after church I set my mind on going to anchorpoint -- Anchorpoint. Whereas my mom wanted to go and have her hair cut.. After she left on the bus, 111, my dad told me, dont go lah... So I was like.. FREAKIN P.I.S.S.E.D ..

OK nevermind. Then we go to Jurong Point.. I wanna play arcade. Cannot. Then, we went to sports link, royal sporting house. I saw this shoe which really catch me eye. VANS... OK, we came here to get my shoes. Then my brother picked all the retarded shoes that I didnt really want. So when I told my father that I wanted that that shoe, he could have said yes. Allll thanks to my "good" brother. Dont mind telling me anything. Cos i wont listen to nothing. After that, I wanted to change my phone as I have requested for days.... Then, when my brother requested a change, I WAS ALL FUMED WITH ANGER U DOOOOO DOOO!

I have no clue what the hell shud i say. I dont know how many phone he change.. If he changed, I shud have a change at leas once in 2 years?? He change like everyday .. I don't know mann... ITS pissing everyone off. I dont even get to change like m father, brothers mother does.. I know Im p6, is in no position to say anything.. Luckily, A blog, A diary... Man was created to love God. Not to love phones. However, I really wanna change a new phone which is 1st hand. maybe not. 2nd hand might to better... I take care of it. I promise/

Monday, August 25, 2008, 4:11 AM

Teachers Day!!!

hellos hellos! Adios Adios! Selamat Bin K*****I hahahha!!! hey, havent been blogging for like ages.... hehe do you know??? This Friday is Teachers Day. After teachers day celebration, we gonna have a challenge. Tan Jun and me vs Clement Yong and Jia Qi brother. Dont know who's that.... Haha anyways,,,,,,, WE ARE GONNA WIN! WHOOP THEIR FREAKING ASS MOTHERS!!!!

Monday, August 18, 2008, 4:19 AM

Geeeeeez!!!!

yo yo... Sigh... another day of school, RETARDENESS!!!! I am freak angry yaw... RAWRR.. I don't know what happened to me know...Suddenly over some small little things I get fed up.. Like today...Today, I got realllly!!! **** up.. I fought with a classmate 2 times. Michael and Tan Jun. This was what happened. - Michael.

Today, during recess, he kicked my butt... I calmed myself and told myself he's retarded. However, at 2.00pm upon reaching our class. He kicked me again. What I did? DUH!!! I punched him in his face. Then he threw the Pink dolphin water bottle at me. I kicked his stomach then we continued fighting... until 2 level. We stopped at the staircase and my English Language teacher stopped the class. She asked me to go to the front. I did so in respect and in obedience. She asked who I was fighting, I said Michael. After that, she asked us to fight. I wanted to but i resist. ( I dont dare lah! haha) In my mind I wanted to but I was tempted to. SIN has taken PLACE.

So TAN JUN. About 6.35 in the morning, he budged in and play basketball WITHOUT asking. How selfish. Then I asked him to be considerate by asking b4 he plays. He ignored. Asked him go away, he scold my mother. I INSULTED BACK!!!!! someone help me... if TAN, ur reading this, sorry. GOT carried away. I like someone alr... I know it myself. I shud not tell. She shud not know. But! this is a poem for her.

As you've known, I once liked Desiree right? This was the poem I wrote.

I watch her from across the room,So beautiful, innocent and shy.Yet she has no recollection of our love,People often ask me "Why?"

She somehow suffers from memory loss,It disappears when she closes her eyes.Next morning I'm a stranger,No matter how hard I try.

It's the same cycle each day,Something about her makes me melt.I should let go but I keep holding on,With her an incredible feeling I've never felt.

People say I'm wasting my time,But I know that's not true.I'd give anything in the world,Just to hear from her the words "I Love You."

It's hard when the one you love doesn't remember you,Doing your best to make her fall in love in every way.It's true when people say love makes you do crazy things,Because for you I'd do this everyday.

Inspired by, DESIREE.

THIS is the girl I like .. ABIT bah...

Everything is so quiet...Like slipping into a deep sleep.Forever drifting among the clouds,Counting each and every sheep.Whole body at ease,Basking within the light.A warming serenity,Longing to hold on tight.Angels singing in the distance,Drifting closer, getting near.Everything was soft and sweet,Their voices so perfect and clear.I open my eyes slowly,And there you sat, my friend.Holding me within your arms,Till my last breathe, the very end.They say your whole life flashes before you when you die,But I know now that that's not true.The last thing I saw was something beautiful,And that beautiful something was you.

Friday, August 15, 2008, 8:51 PM

Pigs.

Do you know?
Pigs, are pigs, they cannot change. Well, I have a brother who sits 24 hours in front of HIS laptop and never helps, what he helps is.. I ask him saying that, " Can you help me with this computer? Dosent seem to work..." "Off the computer." After saying this stupid words which really makes me so angry he starts playing the Laptop...

Also, what does verbal action do? In such a circumstance, nothing. Nothing. So I told him that verbal action does nothing, to help. He said it does. I asked him how. He told me that when the person ask another person to help on the fan, he says you can ask the person to do it themselves. WHAT THE HELL does it help to do?! I don't know, you ask him! I am the person who always go and buy , DINNER and LUNCH! Oh I forgot. Bert did ONCE! darn big shot. The eldest did ONCE! The youngest does it always for the them to eat...

What he always do at home is to always command and he can conquer. Who are we? put yourselves into my shoes, asking ur brother to help when he does only verbal action. Its irritating right? He calls me Hyper-Active, I call him a pig. My attention span is short. That's how God created me. There is no reason why God created someone who has been a pig for the past 17 years on this Earth. Isn't it not? I mean, blame God for not giving me a attention span that is short whereas I cant study, sit still or listen to anything.

Thats why I don't really like smart people like from Hwa Chong sec, Raffles, ACS... They are all freakin' smart. Why can't I be smart give me their results! I also have not even a slight clue why God put so sosososososso smart people in Church. To swan us? You tell me, ya, so what, I am stupid! I dont think God can really change me you know, cos its up 2 me. I dont know... I really do not know what God has for me.

Sunday, August 10, 2008, 8:46 PM

Please Dad, Tell me.

As soft winds sweep away the daysI look back on life through a haze.Remember playgrounds, parks and friends,In childlike gaze that never ends.The laughter in a game of catch,Shall memory ever attach...To innocence in youthful eyes,Catching the ball to Dad's surprise.I recall my first bike, first wreck,Who picked me up, said, "What the heck?"Convinced me to give one more try,While, knees skinned, I forgot to cry.

Just the joy knowing he was there,Making him proud my only care.There was nothing I couldn't do,My heart held fast that to be true.Though teenage years were kind of rough,I sure wasn't too big or tough.You taught me to defend what's rightAnd never back down from a fight.So I learned the hard way to stand,Still, with each lump, I found your hand.

Drawing from you an inner strength,And stubborn pride of equal length.But there the line of fate was drawn,As though I blinked and you were gone.I found myself facing the sun,Not man, not boy, fatherless, one.Eyes blinded by a void inside,I could not live that you had died.Alas finding it to be true,I could do nothing without you.

Please, Dad, today just hear my call,I'm sorry that I dropped the ball.My life is wrecked, my knees are skinned,My emotions undisciplined.I can't get up although I try,Please don't be upset if I cry.Though I can't fight what I can't see,Please, Dad, say you're still proud of me.

haha, I was just bored. Nothing to write about. Dad, if your reading this, pls do not get upset..
Im bored. Im tired. I've tried. You just dont believe...

Silence builds an awful wreckage of a boy.It feeds on loneliness and creates a void Gray shadows haunt and torment and tortureA teenager is stricken and destroyed
There is no sound of laughter or happiness hereThe little one has thrown in the towel todaySomber, melancholy moods decay the soulIt is futile to hope and dream and pray

Emptiness builds a home in this Man.In this boy, this child where hollows have bred A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes and eats away at every connecting thread
Confusion feeds like a savage inside her,Leaving nothing considered worthy remainsDestined to walk through life less ordinaryAlone, exiled, different and disdained.

Monday, August 4, 2008, 4:42 AM

She bangs!!

hehe, back with another freak post! jajajaj mojojojo.... I can't stand it when someone put his/her things in my PERSONAL locker. Let me share with you an incident which happened to me not long ago.

If I did not remember wrongly, I think it was.... 7 th July someone suddenly placed their things in my locker. I was like..." WTH?! who would do that?" then I didnt dare to open the things that they put in my locker cos' I thought it was a bomb... Yes, I am that noob! In that instance, I felt like taking the things and throw it out of my locker.

However, on a second thought, I thought, " NO lah... cannnot liddat later that person ah... kill me. Later, we went for out banding class then lecture lah. When I came back, I turned the code for my locker and opened it up... then there was a "beautiful" letter. Upon opening it up, I was abit!, ABIT! scared. Cos' I never took any of my friend's things without permission.

Then I was like, its my locker, why cant I open the things that are in my locker? Ya, so I just opened the letter lah. Looked at the bottom of the letter ! it was for me, Yes for me. However, when I read the first sentence and there was... A freakish which totally, awesomely, Ultimately shocked me. You wanna know what the first word is? " Dear" aiyo! I never even said anything to a girl or even confessed my "love" for that girl. I think I should not reveal her identity... So I shocked. I tell my friends.

After school, went to the basketball court. On the way there, Hold on wait.. lets address her as "B". Yes, as I was saying, she said, "eh Sean! I call alot of ppl DEAR so don't be shocked."Hmmm if you were me, will you share this same thought as me. The thought was, are you kiddin' me? dont lie that you call everyone dear. Hmm... Then she change , "papa". Isnt that WORSE? ok nvm. What I was exactly thinking was, you like me huh... Aiya like that lor... what to dO?? .. NVM I'll just live with it. hahaha GTG! bye