Been playing gunbound lately (an online game I’ve only discovered) and have been inexplicably running into a lot of singaporean players.
Yeah, singaporeans and their “la la lahs”. What’s with it, anyway? Reminds me of someone who put up a similar observation. I don’t know what she made of it; I think it appeared more like an intellectual (if not grammatical) curiosity to her than anything. To me, it’s simpler: it’s a royal pain in the neck. This darned word is so annoying it distracts me from my game.
Why on earth would they think of appending “lah” in everything they say is beyond my feeble comprehension. They’d put it at the start, right at the middle, or somewhere near the end. They even use it on its own, like, “hey, that’s a nice shot, mate” and they’d go “lah.” Or “I’ve got lah practice.” What!? Loony.
Makes me want to apply in tourism so I could zap unsuspecting lee-kuen-yew la-la-lah’ers in Luneta. And then I could gleefully sweep Rizal’s refuse-littered perimeter with their sorry remains. HahaHa. Morbid.
And I can’t help reacting as if this is some sort of pop culture sacrilege. As
if the only person good enough to say “lah” a gazillion times in bloody succession is that crackpot brother of Noel G. And even I get tired of Oasis sometimes.
Or perhaps that won’t ease my
inis any better than not just looking at the chat board. I recall reading somewhere Corleone’s oft-repeated observation: “Blood is a great expense.”
So in deference to my character, which is quite stingy anyhow, I’ll try to take some bloodlust out of my mind for a while. In the meantime, I’ll be spending my exile offline catching up on my reading (a difficult task, realizing that the CNN page daily already leaves me wheezing). And putting a new post in my blogpage (something I’ve deplorably abandoned recently). Or getting off my writer’s block.
Ah, yes. MY writer’s block. Why does it comfort me so? Is it because I’m not really a writer? I feel that way a lot of times. I used to divide the world into black and white, pen and paper, writers and readers. And for a long, long time I used to think that I
do write. But the more I slip into literary coma, the more I get pulled to the dark side.
Am I just an actor playing out a scene?
Crap… this is my worst post ever.
