Monday, June 9, 2014

Eh Ang Moh - I'm not insulting you lah


So not too long ago, someone exploded and said "I know you're insulting me!"and almost started a fight - when someone called him ang moh.

Honestly... I was a little shocked, especially at his indignant outrage. In fact, everyone was and told him to chill.

Ang Moh - while it has derogatory CONNOTATIONS....... (Connotations: an idea or feeling which a word invokes for a person in addition to its literal or primary meaning)

WAS NOT. And I repeat. IS NOT, meant to be a racial slur.

I have NO clue where some people get the idea that ang moh means a red devil or red ghost. Or something worse. No my dear friends. Stop reading whatever weird guidebook some other friend passed to you. Ang Moh, is not meant to be a slur or insult.

Ang Moh literally means RED HAIR. It's Hokkien. Ang = Red. Moh = hair. Really. It's that simple.

But, just like every other word, can take on/infer different meanings depending on the usage and delivery. (see **definitions below if you need help) Just like the sentence, "You're a dog." - cool/ugly/disgusting etc - it all depends on the usage.

More often than not, when in Asia, and Caucasians are far and few between. So the term is used more as a factual description/ identifier. Just like how we go around the world, and are called Asian. That is what we are. 

An Asian could be say, a British Indian and identify himself as British. And yet people will ask him where he is REALLY from.

The thing is, if you are a Caucasian, and you say you're American, we don't ask you where you are really from. When fact of the matter is, you're probably an immigrant like the rest of us in our respective countries too. Just that in Singapore, we use the term ang moh, because truth be told, we can't always tell if you're an Italian from America, or a Swede from London. ( In fact, some of my pals don't know their own lineage either! ) Like we're lumped as Asian when we are abroad, it can be hard to tell if someone is from China, Myanmar, Thailand, Pakistan, Philippines, Malaysia etc.

In Singapore, if you've stayed long enough, you might be able to, and will possibly say something like, "Yes, my lovely Indian friend invited us over for Deepavali." Or, "That Malay man over there dropped his wallet, please pass it to him." You might be able to tell and differentiate between the races based on their names, how they dress, or even physical characteristics. Well, good on you!

And we would do the same if we would, but, like it or not, with this global economy.. it can be hard to tell based on accents or physical characteristics anymore! Take a friend of mine for instance, born and raised in Australia, to a Swedish Mom from Norway and Italian Dad from the UK.

O_O I mean....




Wait till he and his Malaysian-Chinese wife have babies.

(And sidenote: Malaysia, is a country. But Malay, is an ethnic group. A Malaysian is from Malaysia. But a Malay person, might not necessarily be from Malaysia. Just like there are Chinese people all over the world. Indonesian-Chinese. Singaporean-Chinese. American-Chinese. Parisian-Chinese.)

But before we get into a debate on Nationality, Ethnicity and Race... (which I can talk about for hours...)

Like it or not, we are who we are. I am probably "That Asian chick with blonde hair" - now. And I don't take offence to that.

Honestly, whether or not Ang Moh is used as an insult, or is derogatory, is really determined by tonality. Tone Pitch. Delivery.

Just like 'hey' can be used in a variety of ways, and have different meanings conveyed.

Hey.

HEY!

HEEEEYYYYYYYYY!!!!

Or heeeeyyyyyyyyy

Can make a world of difference from someone being curt. Someone yelling at you to get out. Two friends who are excited at bumping into each other unexpectedly. And well... a little flirtation even.

Visual examples.


















In almost every part of Asia, the terms used on Caucasians, have probably mostly been coined a long time ago by people who usually were more fascinated to see someone exotic to them, with fair skin and different coloured hair.

So... Ang Moh... Can range from being neutral descriptor, to, well, yes...... an insult.

But you'd usually know if I (or anyone else for that matter) is insulting you. Depending if my tone is friendly or dripping with disdain.

I actually went around, and asked a total of 31 people - both local Singaporeans of all races, and, Caucasians... about the term "Ang Moh".

While it is the Caucasian pals who are definitely more sensitive to the term and feel it is derogatory, those who have lived here for longer, don't seem to think so as much. And almost all the Singaporeans never thought of it as a slur or an insult. Just a factual categorisation. Many put Ang Moh - in their heads, as a racial category, alongside Malay. Chinese. Indian.

Sounds much better than the previously used official government term "Others" - don't you think?

Of all the Singaporeans I spoke to. Slurs and derogatory and insults, were deemed to be things like: Slitty eyes. Chink. Darkie. White trash. Bai-yii. Mengali. Frogs.

Offensive terms because they poke fun at certain traits, stereotypes or characteristics. They are in essence, coined with mean-spirited attitudes. Not factual fascination.

So, the next time, if someone in your neighbourhood smiles and refers to you affectionately as ang moh - wear the term like a badge of honour.

Just like... MFAM - My Favourite Ang Moh (you know who you are)

Or like a friend of mine, who stayed with me for a while, did, and should.

When the hawkers around my house went, "Eh, your that ang moh friend never come with you ah?" - I knew that my pal had been accepted as one of them. Someone they had started to look forward to seeing on a daily basis.

Stamped. Guaranteed. Chopped. Approved. Accepted.

Meanwhile...

Here's what most of us Asians, constantly have to put up with when we're on the other side of the world. (Heck, I still get some of these even here in my own backyard! Even the classic line at 0:17)





And FYI. According to Wikipedia:

**Ang mo (simplified Chinese红毛traditional Chinese紅毛pinyinhóng máoPe̍h-ōe-jīâng-mo͘) or Ang moh is a racial epithet describing Caucasian (White people), mainly in MalaysiaRiau Islands and Singapore, and sometimes in Taiwan. It literally means "red-haired" and originates from Hokkien (Min Nan).[1] The usage is similar as in the Cantonese term gweilo (鬼佬, "ghost man").
Other similar terms include ang mo kow 紅毛猴 (red-haired monkeys), ang mo kui 紅毛鬼子 (red-haired devil), ang mo lang 紅毛人 (red-haired people). Although the term had some derogatory connotations, it has entered common usage in Singapore and Malaysia and refers to a Caucasian person or, when used as an adjective, Western culture in general.
The earliest origin for the term "Ang mo 紅毛" could be traced to the contact between Hokkien (Min Nan) speakers in Southern Fujian province of China with the Portuguese people and Dutch people during the 16th and 17th century.
During the 17th century, the Spanish people and Dutch people had colonized Taiwan and built Fort Santo Domingo in TamsuiTaiwan, also known as "City of the Red-Haired" (Chinese: 紅毛城; pinyin: hóng máo chéng; Pe̍h-ōe-jī: Âng-mn̂g-siâⁿ) in Taiwanese Hokkien. This city was built by the Spanish in the 17th century. Following that, Dutch people were known in Taiwan as "Ang mo lang 紅毛人" (red-haired people) inTaiwanese Hokkien. This is most likely because red hair is a common trait among the Dutch. This historical term "Ang mo lang 紅毛人" continues to be used in the context of Taiwanese history to refer to Dutch people.
The Chinese characters for ang mo are the same as those in the historical Japanese term Kōmō (紅毛), which was used during the Edo period (1603–1868) as an epithet for (northwestern European) white people.



Don't mean disrespect to anyone.
Don't mean to throw no shade.

Just, telling you like it is.



*curtsy*
xx
sara

Sunday, June 8, 2014

SO.. I finally made the jump


So... a occasionally wise person once told me that this was a mickey mouse site.

I've never really pretended to make this out to something that it wasn't. It was/is a blog. Which, if original definitions still apply pretty much is an online journal.

The only thing is, I guess, blogs have changed over the years and evolved into something else. And to lots of people in SEA - and SG especially, they seem to be a money making endeavour.

I'm not sure if that is the direction I want to take. In fact, I am not sure about the direction I want to take at all.

Just that I know for sure, that I would much rather NOT have people reading stuff I am writing say about, hair products I've used, reviews of places I've gone, photos of places I've been and seen, alongside my private thoughts.

Which is rather ironic.

I actually, already have 5 blogs. If I recall correctly. Including this one. And most that others don't know about.

Some of them, helped me through breakups. Some of them, are strictly for writing. Some for venting.

That doesn't even include physical journals. Where I do pen my thoughts as well.

Maybe I just have a lot to say.

BUT.......

I did finally make the jump. I finally bought my own dot.com yesterday!!!

WOOTZ!

So now, when I'm not at work. Or busy doing work. Or instagramming. Or tweeting. I am busy looking through wordpress themes.

And I am confused.

There are so many out there. And God this is tiring.

I don't know what I want exactly. And something where content is easily ported - for eg - if the site changes. If the template upgrades. If I need changes done.. I want something that works with that easily.

For now, from the little research I've done, I think I need something that is multi-page.

I mean... I talk about a lot of things. Food. Travel. Fashion. Life.

I would like one, that for posts, also have the gallery option. Sometimes, I have really nice photos and it's hard to put all of them up on FB. (Though, possible.) But those are private as well. And I'm not sure about setting up a "Fanpage". I mean.... who am I to have a fanpage. O_O

E-commerce might not be my main thing but the option would be nice... maybe? More because well, I do have A LOT of clothes. A LOT. And a lot of times, I have tons of stuff that I buy and I don't even land up wearing. Or sometimes, wear just once.

I was thinking it might be cool to sell those things, and use that money for charity as well. Or for the causes I support as well.

Something optimized for mobile. (Both uploads, as well as for readers) - would be nice.

Something that can also either include widgets for social media. Or can highlight social media, would be nice too.

The thing is, a lot of sites look more or less the same. Lots of girls do the whole fashion blog type thing. Which to me... well. First of all, I am not vain enough to take photos of myself all the time. And I doubt photos of me are going to cultivate a cult following. And to me, having 6 pictures of myself in ONE post. On one outfit. Geez that's a lot of me love isn't it?

Let's not forget. I am also just a chick without the help of a selfie stick. (Beautographer definitely not included.)

Something that could highlight videos? Hmm.. I don't know if I need it. But.. who knows.

I don't know about putting my personal blog stuff up there. The way I have here. Where is it slightly more curated and less "stream of consciousness" type rants, but.. at the same time.. still immensely private.

But, what is the likelihood that I'll be able to maintain all of these different sites as well?

ARGH!

Haha...

Honestly. I don't know. I just know that I should have a site that possibly. Is more professional than what I currently have.

Yup. That is all.

For now.

Oh. And if any of you have any advice on wordpress themes etc... HELPS PLEASE... (or advice would be much appreciated)

heh.

Okthxbai.

*curtsy*
xx
sara





Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Lost & Found

I'm not so sure why this suddenly came to mind. But there was once upon a time I wrote this on my old blog...

It must have... been something people related to I guess, because it later got printed on the cover of notebooks (corporate gifts) for Moblogs somewhere in 2005?!

Kinda was a nice surprise. Like if a limerick you wrote ended up in a Hallmark card.

"Where are you, my Prince?
I have loved you all my life
and I always will
Now, all you have to do,  is find me."
                                              - HostSara

*curtsy*
xx
sara

                       
           

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Do you believe in Astrology?


A long time ago.. I met someone that I thought.. was amazing.

When things were really good, I thought that we made an invincible team. Seriously. So, when a friend did a astrological sign compatibility of the two of us... I pooh poohed it away. We were communicating 247 practically.. and it honestly felt at the time, like... the best thing in the world.

I trusted him... and loved him... completely. The first time I ever have... in years.

I never have believed in fortune telling - which has said I will be rich, have kids. Though I will have a tough time in my earlier years.
Astrology - which has said this would be the start of 12 extremely good years for me, especially where career and love was concerned.
Numerology - which has counted that I will have a lot of very influential friends in high places, and at the end of my days, I will own a lot of property.
Zodiac signs - which have said that I will be with my destined, this year.

I believe in God. So... I guess, I take stuff like that with a pinch of salt.

But perhaps... I should have paid heed to my friend, who sent me this... because uncannily enough. It is only in hindsight, that strangely... much of it seems true.


relationship between Gemini-Cancer Cusp and Cancer A
Working Out Feelings                       Rating: 9/10
Best at : MarriageWorst at : Family
An emotionally complex situation can arise in this relationship. These two are linked psychically and /A in fact may share a prophetic vision that will bind them closely; their level of intimacy, however, may X require the working out of deep personal feelings, a task that may require years of dedication. A lot is going on beneath the surface. It may never see the light of day in the short term, but it will have to be sort-d out eventually. This will require the faith that the relationship is headed in the right direction, and also the patience to let Time do us healing work Assuming the interest is there for such subjective explorations, the the relationship holds great promise. Gemini-Cancers are usually the cooler and more objective of the pair; Cancer I’s tend to be more at the mercy of their feelings, and although they may pride themselves on their psychological astuteness relative to a Gemini-Cancer partner, they may be unable to see themselves clearly.
Advice
Increase your awareness. Don''t lay your problems on others. Take responsibility for your feelings. Don''t let your moods bog you down.

Whatever will be, will be.

Que sera, sera.

So.... do you believe in the stars?

xx
sara

Saturday, May 31, 2014

Randomly accessing great memories. Stop. Play. Rewind.



You know how sometimes, a really good memory pops back up.. triggered by a moment.

Strangely.. It has been happening a lot of late. For the past week or so. And everyone that has popped to mind has either gotten in touch, dropped me or message, or I've bumped into.

Perhaps, because my birthday is coming soon - that I'm having all these flashbacks.

If this weekend so far has been any indication of how this birthday month is going to turn out... I'm in for a fun ride.

It has been pretty amazing. Maybe the best I've had in a long time.

=D

I leave you with one of my favourite albums of all time. I was addicted to this I think.. when I was introduced to it May/June 2004 by one of the coolest people I've met in this world.

Seriously.

ONE MORE TIME.....

 "Something About Us"

It might not be the right time
I might not be the right one
But there's something about us I want to say
Cause there's something between us anyway

I might not be the right one
It might not be the right time
But there's something about us I've got to do
Some kind of secret I will share with you

I need you more than anything in my life
I want you more than anything in my life
I'll miss you more than anyone in my life
I love you more than anyone in my life



(This was actually a full album that was done to a movie by Daft Punk in 2003. Pretty trippy. But really cool.)



*curtsy*
xx
sara

Friday, May 30, 2014

People.. that render me speechless


So I was just discussing this with a colleague recently... on why I don't really get starstruck.

I've had tons of fun in the past interviewing loads of really cool people. Aerosmith. Psy. Robbie Fowler. Rafa Benitez. Show Luo. Daniel Henney Jessica Alba. And many more...

But, I've never really gotten.. well.. tongue tied or starstruck. Who they are, doesn't really bother me. It's why I guess, it's easier for me to handle speaking to them. Because I see them as another human being.

But, for all intents and purposes, the people that I've wanted to meet, and I know I would totally have a mind explosion that will render me - the chatty catty - utterly speechless... or have me unwittingly pulling weird faces,stammer, stutter, and be petrified I would say something stupid.



Are people who have made a difference in this world.

Nelson Mandela has always been one of the people I have wanted to meet. And I was devastated that I would never get the chance to interview him when he passed. I am an admirer of Aung San Suu Kyi's, and I am hoping that I will have the chance to speak with her one day. Another person I admire greatly, is Muhammed Yunus, a social entrepeneur that helped pioneer microfinance.

I might, admittedly be a little dazzled if I ever do get to meet Angelina Jolie. Also because she really lends her hand to help.

When my colleague heard, he was like... "eh, you like politicians one meh? I had pegged you to go gaga over all the entertainment/ fashion peeps."

Don't get me wrong. I love talking to designers, and actors and singers... each time I interview another and I get a great interview, I do get an amazing buzz!

But.. I really.. really admire people who really do something with their lives.

I believe everyone has a story. But, I think way too many people in this world live entirely selfish, self-indulgent lives. I find it rather repulsive. Like parasites, sucking out of this world, without giving back.

I also have a low tolerance for people who only do stuff to be seen. Or to project a certain image. And where the actions aren't fuelled by the right intentions.

Most of all, I think people who have made a difference in the world, and continue trying to make a positive impact - gain my respect.


Ok. Let's just show you a picture reference from ONE event I hosted a year ago, to show you what I mean...



Even leaning in for a kiss with Steve Tyler of Aerosmith. And surrounded by greats - fine.


While with the pretty and petite singer Carly Rae Jepsen. Smiley.


Again... looking fine with Psy.



And even going for a shot with Ceelo.


But wait.... someone who stands up for human rights, for equality. And is mega talented to boot.



Yes. Sadly. That is my life story. And when I really like a guy. Like really like a guy.... I turn into a massive idiot around him too. And it ain't pretty. And it always seems like all the gods suddenly want to tune into Sara's comedy channel right at that exact same time, and conspire to make me look as unglamourous. Klutzy. And unsexy as they probably can. Honestly. It is ridiculous.


At the end of the day though... back to my train of thought. About people who make a difference. I think everyone has a part to play in making a difference. Some times, it doesn't even seem like we are doing enough. In fact, I often get frustrated that I can't do more. And I am a giant softee. I'm the kind of girl that at the end of the day, when it rains, and I see a cat, or a bird huddled up trying to get shelter from the rain, I actually start tearing up. (Literally. In fact it happened to me just yesterday as well. And no. I am not on my period. Pfft.)

It takes many tiny drops to make the ocean, as the old Chinese saying goes. And everything thing we do - it all counts. Whether it is a simple act of kindness, holding the door open for someone. Helping an old man who trips and falls in front of you. Giving up your seat on the train for a pregnant woman. Even small things.... some times make a big difference.


A butterfly flap in the forest can cause a storm somewhere else right? So start flapping. =)



*curtsy*
xx
sara

Sorry for the silence...


I've just been busy as a bee with tons of stuff going on! And for the first time in a long time, I've actually been at peace and happy.

There seems to be so much to do and see all the time. So many people I need to meet up with....

Honestly. I lead a full and fulfilling life. No complaints. Meeting lots of cool new people, even on instagram.. ;-)

Plus I'm pretty psyched about some stuff coming up! *sara bouncing excitedly*

The cutest thing I experienced today though, was one of the readers of the website I help run for work, Uncle Jacob, who came down to collect a prize he won for his his 88-year-old mom!

Now, this is the portal I help run and manage, and the contest he took part in, was to win a Mother's Day Staycation package with Far East Hospitality.

The cool thing about all of this though, is that our crowd, being an entertainment and lifestyle portal, is usually full of winners aged 12 to 30, who want to win movie tickets, concert tickets. Meet Justin Bieber/Taylor Swift or the next Korean boyband.

So when I saw Uncle Jacob, I was pleasantly surprised. For one - that he was rather senior. 65 actually. AND he managed to navigate our website to do a pretty awesome post .

NOT BAD RIGHT?

I mean... it would take me forever to explain to my mother how to do something like that.

Me and Uncle Jacob.


But... cute lil Uncle Jacob wrote to me at 5.30am this morning, to tell me he was coming to collect his prize today.

I think the fact that I replied almost instantaneously had him guessing that I already live and work rather irregular hours. So he actually spent time talking to me for a bit.

Very cute.

I have no idea why so many Auntie's and Uncle's these days have been volunteering love advice to me. Perhaps... as they say, people "sense" when something is near?

From the "Don't get married. You don't need to."  To the "Follow your heart". And the all time favourite, "It is all about the right time."

Uncle Jacob's gem today, "You'll never know, maybe the right guy is walking toward you. But you're too busy running around to notice."


Perhaps Uncle Jacob, perhaps. =)

*curtsy*
xx
sara