The Beauty Of Metallic Symphony

December 24, 2010

Today is Christmas Eve. While tomorrow is the official Christmas, it's too bad Singapore ain't gonna snow. Being an Asian country close to the Earth's equator, snow is impossible in Singapore. Just wanted to share about how my friends are mostly unable to play basketball with me nowadays. They were really busy with part-times. While my parents do not allow me to work part-time, I did managed to get a hefty sum of S$30 from my mum and S$10 from my dad. Too bad I spent away $5 on lunch and drinks after playing basketball with my friends(not those working part-time) once. To hell with pricey food in Causeway Point...

I was finally allowed access to my Primary School crony's blog. He is the one who "segregated" from us, living in Tiong Bahru and us in Woodland. He is a fun guy to hang out with in Bugis once in a while, with no qualms nor trouble. Usually I find him cheerful and bright-sided(optimistic), but I didn't really know about his misery in HIS school. He claims to be a party pooper among his mid-school friends. For that I assume he lacks "charisma"?

If that guy I referred to, or even any other people who suffers from the same "conflict", visits this post, you might be fortunate. My advice may not be the perfect one, but well... I recommend you this:

  • You could try the "mirror" technique. Some experts guaranteed it as a good daily exercise. It includes speaking to the other guy you see in the mirror. You try to adjust your tone, such that you like the tone and think others may also like the tone too.
  • If it feels stupid, another way is to be proactive. Like, saying "Hi, (name)" to the person you like or wants to befriend.
  • Your last resort is one which I am damn good in: being an annoying brat among the community. People prefer an annoying brat/joker over someone who doesn't even exist in their list of recognized people.
 Yeah, I was quite a joker among my friends, in my school and with ex-elementary classmates. My juniors call me an awesome senior, I dunno why. The people of the same age with me and same CCA treat me as an entertainer friend. Most of the girls in the same cohort as me often call me "cute"... That girl I liked in the past... she... Ah I assume you should know about it.

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