People who do not go out often are stereotyped as 'anti-social'. There are not just two types of people, but three with regards to social life: One always enjoy themselves outdoors with friends, another refuse to venture and prefer the comfort of home alone; the third one are those who have the kind of peers who would puke up a stupid excuse which only sounds formal, just so that these 'peers' can be the second. A few of my peers fall in this category. Being late for something, I can forgive. But refusing to turn up and crapping some stupid excuse at the last-minute just to avoid me... Do they realize just how the other party would feel about this?
Today is just one of those many days when my informal gatherings are turned down at the very last minute. This guy whom I supposedly arranged to hang out two weeks prior just refused to come because of his family outing which occurs EVERY FRIDAY ever since he was born. Had he told me this, I would never have wasted two hours of my life just waiting for him to show up. He is one of the three (or four) people who just love to waste my time and trust; he is not The Depressed Guy and he ain't unique; Just one of those average rich nerds you can never find out here in the streets of Singapore. Those with really stern Asian parents who own at least three private properties, five Mercedes and two oligopolies. In my eyes he will never be anyone "unique". And when I mention "unique", I mean someone whom I can more than recognize something in him or her worth watching for, such as really keen reflexes (BX), never gets emotional over anything in life (Brandon), and never forget: The Depressed Guy.
The person calls you and says, "Sorry, I cannot make it today. Got 'something' on." when you already reached the destination, more than ten minutes of travel from home. Otherwise, those less confident with their voice or simply mute would text you with things like "My cousin's wedding" or "Family outing" or "I saw someone killed by a chicken outside my house". I bet many f you experienced similar events, right? The dilemma after that is pretty infuriating, especially when you have to travel all the way back home, alone, or try to find something interesting or meaningful to do on the spot. As for what happened today, I did the former. Even the calmest people would feel their blood boil and hard to suppress the agony. To make matters worse, all I had was my wallet with less than twenty dollars, cell phone with only 10% battery power remaining and house keys.
I am starting to wonder, if doing things at the last minute is a habit or a preference. In this case it is clearly a habit. As for preference, some do achieve better when revising for their tests at the last minute. However, it clearly bears high risks for low profit: The flames from lighting the midnight oil only lasts for that period of time and no longer. Also, look at it this way: If you are a boss, and all your employees always does things at the very last moment, how would you feel?
Damn... I need time to relax and really clear out my mind. It gets hard to breathe when one thinks a lot. That nerd... Should life be a storybook, I will NEVER see him even as a minor character, neither protagonist nor antagonist. Maybe he would only appear in 1 chapter out of 88...
August 30, 2012
August 26, 2012
Low Gravity
Neil Armstrong is and will forever be the man who I always recognize as Man on the Moon. I first know of him when I was only in Primary One,when our English teacher would share with us on how travelling out of Earth,going to the Moon is not impossible. The man who gave me the inspiration. Apollo 11, the first footprint on the Moon which still haven't vanish, the man in the spacesuit waving to the camera. Rest In Peace, sir... Rest In Peace.
Sir Armstrong is one of the few people who were able to defy the gravity of Earth at least for more than ten minutes. You know, inside a rocket which shot into outer space, where in Space you start thinking, "Where is gravity now, bitch?" It must have been a wonderful experience for Man to be able to step out of Earth's bitching gravity and can feel themselves floating, other than those machines which are meant to be in space like satellites, spaceships and Curiosity.
Damn... I really wanna experience the freedom of moving in more than 360 degrees in direction. Like, I wanna be able to move more than just front, back, left and right. I wanna travel up and down, without escalators, stairs and lifts. Like, jumping really high and still can control my direction mid-air, and down without actually hurting myself. The wonders of freedom. The wonders of defying gravity. How I envy the space-people, as well as those little shit-bombing assholes. I just want to feel how it is like to actually defy gravity myself...
My holidays have already started. As expected, I find myself at a loss of what to do. I am also starting to regret quitting my part-time job as a sushi waiter. If only I hadn't, my personal wealth could easily have been four times what I have right now. Maybe more. But then, even if I do retain my part-time occupation, will I still be as motivated as right now? Would I still have the amount of energy I have everyday? Maybe I should pick up guitar lessons, or cooking lessons. But then, can I afford it? Do I have the dedication to it?
I kinda regret not actually taking any CCA. I tried out so many, but just cannot find the ideal one for me. Okay... Even if there was a CCA that "fits" me, it is still very competitive nonetheless. So competitive that you never know your life is already on the line just to have your bit of 'fun'. The one CCA which I really hoped to get into, but failed almost miserably, is dance. As in Hip-Hop dance. As mentioned some time ago, my audition went pretty badly, and I doubt I can really lift my head up high for what I did in the audition...
If only there was a chance for me to be able to stay out of the ground for more than 5 seconds... Even better: Maybe some time in the future, I might get my own chance to travel to the Moon on some kind of expedition with some others. I must admit... Being kept from one's aspirations because of circumstances is pretty agonizing.
Sir Armstrong is one of the few people who were able to defy the gravity of Earth at least for more than ten minutes. You know, inside a rocket which shot into outer space, where in Space you start thinking, "Where is gravity now, bitch?" It must have been a wonderful experience for Man to be able to step out of Earth's bitching gravity and can feel themselves floating, other than those machines which are meant to be in space like satellites, spaceships and Curiosity.
Damn... I really wanna experience the freedom of moving in more than 360 degrees in direction. Like, I wanna be able to move more than just front, back, left and right. I wanna travel up and down, without escalators, stairs and lifts. Like, jumping really high and still can control my direction mid-air, and down without actually hurting myself. The wonders of freedom. The wonders of defying gravity. How I envy the space-people, as well as those little shit-bombing assholes. I just want to feel how it is like to actually defy gravity myself...
My holidays have already started. As expected, I find myself at a loss of what to do. I am also starting to regret quitting my part-time job as a sushi waiter. If only I hadn't, my personal wealth could easily have been four times what I have right now. Maybe more. But then, even if I do retain my part-time occupation, will I still be as motivated as right now? Would I still have the amount of energy I have everyday? Maybe I should pick up guitar lessons, or cooking lessons. But then, can I afford it? Do I have the dedication to it?
I kinda regret not actually taking any CCA. I tried out so many, but just cannot find the ideal one for me. Okay... Even if there was a CCA that "fits" me, it is still very competitive nonetheless. So competitive that you never know your life is already on the line just to have your bit of 'fun'. The one CCA which I really hoped to get into, but failed almost miserably, is dance. As in Hip-Hop dance. As mentioned some time ago, my audition went pretty badly, and I doubt I can really lift my head up high for what I did in the audition...
If only there was a chance for me to be able to stay out of the ground for more than 5 seconds... Even better: Maybe some time in the future, I might get my own chance to travel to the Moon on some kind of expedition with some others. I must admit... Being kept from one's aspirations because of circumstances is pretty agonizing.
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