You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work or at school when you've made up your mind that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.
Have you ever walked down the street and realised that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. Try not to type the word "Regards" again in an email.
Do you remember when you were a kid, playing SEGA and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet back then to turn to. Today's kids are weak.
Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realise I had no idea what the fuck was going on when I first saw it.
I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's definitely watching and laughing at the right parts.
I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.
LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
How many times is it appropriate to say "Huh?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a moron from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
While riding yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it... thanks Mario Kart.
Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
Bad decisions make good stories.
Is it just me or do secondary/jc girls get sluttier and sluttier every year?
Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart or get new players.
As a driver I hate pedestrians and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists. and taxi drivers.
There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page report that I swear I did not make any changes to.
I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Darnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
Why is a school zone 40km/h? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for paedophiles...
Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phones etc, but I bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time...
I wonder if the traffic police ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
slept on a bench the first night, feeling vulnerable and alone. really like some homeless person,except with 1000 usd in my pocket. woke up once in a while just to make sure my belongings were still there. woke up again every few other minutes cuz it got cold. walked around alone in places i had nary a clue where i was. had maps but just refused to use them, relying instead on my powerful (awful) memory instead. cold, and in a foreign land. my only proper canto was 'fuck your mother' back in macau with the dragonboaters. found the hotel. god. hongkong roads are scary. horns blaring every few seconds. you got no clue who sounded it or where danger was.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
'We can never discover new continents until we have the courage to lose sight of all coasts'
-Andre Gide
put yourself in a new place to find how the old you sticks out.
40 mins to results! omgg.
culture.
12/22/2009 01:00:00 amwe are all the same. we all have two eyes, two lungs, one heart. yet while we may have obvious physical differences in terms of skin colour or penis size/length, our greatest difference is something unseen: culture.
ever heard of a stare fight in a vietnamse club?
and if you thought singaporeans are a unapproachable lot, with obvious issues, you have have to meet hong kongers. their taxi drivers are x10 worse than our comfort cabbies. goodness.
amidst this, a familiar face makes life better. (:
Friday, December 11, 2009
autophobia.
12/11/2009 04:22:00 pmi realize ive got autophobia. maybe its me. wait, it IS me. i fear being alone. i fear being invisible. and this fear, this fear has caused me to lose all the most precious things in my life, the people i hold so dear, they have... fear has manifested into physical pain. i gotta do something to curb this slide. and what better way than to go it cold turkey. short of doing a solitary confinement, im going away. 2 weeks, 5919 km by foot and motor. one backpack, one laptop, some cash, and my shoes (which ive yet to buy cuz some ahtiong koped my damn cui newbalance)
oh, and by the way, this is not a suicide note, its a farewell. wait. no. its just to say that im going on a trip. so if i don't pick up calls, or don't attend training, it's cuz im not in singapore!
have got no clue where i am going. have got no clue when ill be back. (read: maybe new year's eve, maybe never) but one thing is for sure, im not returning until ive found myself once again; the boy who is random, and fun, not so emo and summed up on my FRIENDSTER 'about me' as being awesome inside and outside, the one your boyfriend is afraid of. the honest, the sometimes serious, all the time chivalrous, the confident all-round nice guy. not some poser hiding behind the veneer.
and when i find this boy, i have to convince him he is me, deep down inside. and i'll only be back when i find this boy. when im a different person.
the planetary alignments are skewed. it is in the stars. the world is coming to an end.
ps, on all the bus rides and while waiting to transit, i'm gonna try to write down all that has happened to me. nah, not gonna publish it. yet.
there are many people in this world i look up to, there are many i respect. not all of them are famous figures. i'm not talking about martin luther king or ghandi or even the prophet. these three people are friends of mine. these three of them, i MAY meet along the way. you know who you are. and this is a tribute to all of you.
all of you hold characteristics that i envy. ideals that i strive for. you three are friends who i honestly and sincerely hope to never lose.
one is not afraid of what others see. he lives for himself, does new things, pushes the limits. he is a champion. a true athlete. and most importantly, he is more of a brother than anyone else can be. he speaks his mind, often is hated by others for being a deviant. but my question to the great wide world, do you conform to the norms just so you can fit in? don't you have your own principles and mores that you hold on strongly to? those who matter won't care and those who care don't matter.
he has thought me one very important life lesson; how much effort do you put into a friendship? are you superficial, do you even know your friend's chinese name? how close are you to a person to truly be worthy of calling him a brother, or her, a buddy?
the second person, he is a legend. he has thought me that you only live once. if you don't live life to the fullest, you will live it to regret all the chances that you have lost. when you are young, that's when you have the best opportunity to learn new things, a new instrument, a new language, new skills. how bout juggling, or unicycling? people's perceptions should not prevent you from being who you are. embrace yourself. like yourself.
and the final person, probably the most dearest - a very close friend. someone who is stronger than anyone else i know (but at the same time perhaps one of the smallest physically). patient, very patient. well loved by friends, admired by random people. warm, and always there for people despite whatever may be going on in your heart and mind. i owe you a lot.
maybe i am selfish to want to leech off your personality, admitting along the way that i don't have a backbone of my own.
well, i hope our paths cross, and see you all when/if i see you.