"I'm going to chalet"
"Okay. No smoking or drinking uh"
"k."
And you come home, bumping and tripping over everything, reeking of cigarettes and alcohol.
How can you live with yourself?
-You just do.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
NR 1
At the quiet times in the night, i tend to reflect back on myself. Why i think of things in the way that i do.
I used to think wealth defines a person. As a child, i've grown up watching all sorts of tv shows that have embedded the fact in my mind that wealth establishes a person. A person would be defined by the assets he has, and the inheritance he can pass down.
Then i looked back again. Does wealth really define a person? If it does? Why do the richest people in the world do the stupidest things? Wouldn't they be contented with the lifestyle they can afford? Through the teenage years, i see celebrities who can afford the most expensive of lifestyles, go down the road of self destruction.
Let's face it. At one point of our lives, we all wanted to be happy. And that definition of happy is to have money to support your luxurious lifestyle. Don't lie to yourself. You've thought about it too.
I took a good look around, and got mixed reactions.
"Wow, his dad drives a Jaguar. HIS DAD DRIVES A FREAKIN JAGUAR!"
and
"Okay, he has money, so what."
And to think, that the reactions i got were from people who you can say were of the same "class" - moderate earning with a moderate lifestyle.
I personally go with the latter. So what. So what if my dad drives a fancy car. I'm not the one who has the money. As much as people look at my exterior, i feel that they do not know me personally. They judge me based on wealth. He's rich, we gotta make friends with him.
The only reason why i dress so sloppy and casual, wearing jeans and tee to go out is because i don't want people to see me only for the money i have. I want people to know that i'm not a shallow person, that there is more beneath the exterior.
I AM RAMBLING
But then again, different people think differently of what defines a person.
I feel that what defines a person is how much they can forgive. Forgiveness defines humanity. To be able to forgive is to be able to define a person as a human being, someone worthy of respect. So if you're unable to forgive another person for what they may have done, how can you define yourself as a person? Is that other person not worthy of the same dignity and respect as a human being as you? Nothing is unforgivable in this world. It is you who chooses what to forgive and what to hold on to.
But i cannot define myself as a person. For the simple reason that i cannot forgive myself for some of the wrong things that i have done.
So what is your take?
I used to think wealth defines a person. As a child, i've grown up watching all sorts of tv shows that have embedded the fact in my mind that wealth establishes a person. A person would be defined by the assets he has, and the inheritance he can pass down.
Then i looked back again. Does wealth really define a person? If it does? Why do the richest people in the world do the stupidest things? Wouldn't they be contented with the lifestyle they can afford? Through the teenage years, i see celebrities who can afford the most expensive of lifestyles, go down the road of self destruction.
Let's face it. At one point of our lives, we all wanted to be happy. And that definition of happy is to have money to support your luxurious lifestyle. Don't lie to yourself. You've thought about it too.
I took a good look around, and got mixed reactions.
"Wow, his dad drives a Jaguar. HIS DAD DRIVES A FREAKIN JAGUAR!"
and
"Okay, he has money, so what."
And to think, that the reactions i got were from people who you can say were of the same "class" - moderate earning with a moderate lifestyle.
I personally go with the latter. So what. So what if my dad drives a fancy car. I'm not the one who has the money. As much as people look at my exterior, i feel that they do not know me personally. They judge me based on wealth. He's rich, we gotta make friends with him.
The only reason why i dress so sloppy and casual, wearing jeans and tee to go out is because i don't want people to see me only for the money i have. I want people to know that i'm not a shallow person, that there is more beneath the exterior.
I AM RAMBLING
But then again, different people think differently of what defines a person.
I feel that what defines a person is how much they can forgive. Forgiveness defines humanity. To be able to forgive is to be able to define a person as a human being, someone worthy of respect. So if you're unable to forgive another person for what they may have done, how can you define yourself as a person? Is that other person not worthy of the same dignity and respect as a human being as you? Nothing is unforgivable in this world. It is you who chooses what to forgive and what to hold on to.
But i cannot define myself as a person. For the simple reason that i cannot forgive myself for some of the wrong things that i have done.
So what is your take?
Something ticked me off today.
I hate:
1. people who invite themselves to places where they know they shouldn't be. I mean, if you never got an invitation, why show up in the first place? Wouldn't it be awkward if someone didn't want you there?
2. party poopers who always spoil the fun.
3. party crashers who think that the fun will only come with them
4. wannabes who try to fit in by pretending to be someone they're not
5. Liars. I admit sometimes i lie, but it's little white lies. I do not tell huge lies that could potentially damage something.
6. Stalkers. I think they're scary. You would know what it feels like if it has happened to you before.
7. People who think the world of themselves. Let's face it, im not perfect, and neither are you.
8. Elitists who think that the people whom they think are beneath them, do not deserve to be acknowledged.
9. PEOPLE WHO THINK THAT I AM RICH. I think it's important to know that i am not rich, nor do i have any money. I just have parents who are moderately well off and are fortunate enough to be earning the income they are earning. I AM NOT RICH.
There's a lot more actually. Just that i fail to remember them right now. The red parts are edited in after the inital post
I hate:
1. people who invite themselves to places where they know they shouldn't be. I mean, if you never got an invitation, why show up in the first place? Wouldn't it be awkward if someone didn't want you there?
2. party poopers who always spoil the fun.
3. party crashers who think that the fun will only come with them
4. wannabes who try to fit in by pretending to be someone they're not
5. Liars. I admit sometimes i lie, but it's little white lies. I do not tell huge lies that could potentially damage something.
6. Stalkers. I think they're scary. You would know what it feels like if it has happened to you before.
7. People who think the world of themselves. Let's face it, im not perfect, and neither are you.
8. Elitists who think that the people whom they think are beneath them, do not deserve to be acknowledged.
9. PEOPLE WHO THINK THAT I AM RICH. I think it's important to know that i am not rich, nor do i have any money. I just have parents who are moderately well off and are fortunate enough to be earning the income they are earning. I AM NOT RICH.
There's a lot more actually. Just that i fail to remember them right now. The red parts are edited in after the inital post
I for one, think that it is sick to cheat on your supermodel wife, with a porn star. It's like, insulting your wife to the max. walau
Monday, December 14, 2009
as much as i'd like to blog about something right now, i find myself at a loss of things to say.
Meet the bestfriend, the bride-to-be and the groom-to-be. Congrats again Naz!
There are things i need to do this holidays.1. Catch up with friends
2. Meet up with ex-classmates
3. Study.
With the latter taking up most, if not all of my time, im swamped. But i refuse to be the one who slacks off and barely makes it through As with the most pathetic of results. It's not worth it. J2's gonna be hell for me, but i'm gonna make it worthwhile.
That shall be my vision for 2010.
To excel in the field of academics and to revolutionise leadership, moulding into a better man worthy of respect by others and himself with the embodiment and soul of a champion.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Life's been busy lately. Jumped from chalet to OGL camp and just constantly moving.
3 days and 2 nights of chalet. In one night, i learnt to grow up. What it's gonna be like when i become an adult. I'm already en route there, why not start learning now.
OGL camp kicked in a couple of days later and i just found myself piled with exhaustion. Worst was yet to come, i had Standard Chartered Marathon duty immediately after camp. The exhaustion just peaked. I fell asleep on Sunday afternoon. I found myself waking up in the late hours of Monday morning.
Then after all the fast paced activity, life slowed down without warning. I found myself, at a loss of things to do.
The typical phrase "go and mug" just rings constantly in my head. But what if i don't want to mug? What if i want to do something, completely unrelated to school?
And i realised that i can't.
Life in Meridian is so confined that i don't find myself talking to friends outside of Meridian as frequently anymore. Even meeting them has become so rare.
"When you're outside, and you look at the school, you'll see it as a prison"
I miss soccer. I miss playing soccer. Never would i thought i'd hear myself say that but yes, i do miss playing soccer. It is by far the one thing completely unrelated to school that i have not done in quite a while.
I don't want to be the kind of person who ditches his old friends as soon as he has new ones.
To revolutionise the image/impression of something or someone, it has to be done when no one has any knowledge of it whatsoever. Orientation is the perfect platform.
3 days and 2 nights of chalet. In one night, i learnt to grow up. What it's gonna be like when i become an adult. I'm already en route there, why not start learning now.
OGL camp kicked in a couple of days later and i just found myself piled with exhaustion. Worst was yet to come, i had Standard Chartered Marathon duty immediately after camp. The exhaustion just peaked. I fell asleep on Sunday afternoon. I found myself waking up in the late hours of Monday morning.
Then after all the fast paced activity, life slowed down without warning. I found myself, at a loss of things to do.
The typical phrase "go and mug" just rings constantly in my head. But what if i don't want to mug? What if i want to do something, completely unrelated to school?
And i realised that i can't.
Life in Meridian is so confined that i don't find myself talking to friends outside of Meridian as frequently anymore. Even meeting them has become so rare.
"When you're outside, and you look at the school, you'll see it as a prison"
I miss soccer. I miss playing soccer. Never would i thought i'd hear myself say that but yes, i do miss playing soccer. It is by far the one thing completely unrelated to school that i have not done in quite a while.
I don't want to be the kind of person who ditches his old friends as soon as he has new ones.
To revolutionise the image/impression of something or someone, it has to be done when no one has any knowledge of it whatsoever. Orientation is the perfect platform.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
101
Heads up,
I am not a conventional person. The approaches i take are unconventional. I am unconventional. The word predictability does not exist in my dictionary.
I'm no bitch. I'm a bastard. :D In my defence, i have never breathed anything ill of someone whom i think would never speak ill of me. Just don't let the beast out of the cage. I can be nasty, in the way you least expected it.
Fight fire with fire, just don't be afraid to get burned.
If you'll feel guilty if you know this is for you
I am not a conventional person. The approaches i take are unconventional. I am unconventional. The word predictability does not exist in my dictionary.
I'm no bitch. I'm a bastard. :D In my defence, i have never breathed anything ill of someone whom i think would never speak ill of me. Just don't let the beast out of the cage. I can be nasty, in the way you least expected it.
Fight fire with fire, just don't be afraid to get burned.
If you'll feel guilty if you know this is for you
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