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Saturday, August 07, 2004

Ah bugger...school's gonna start in like 3 days!!! *growls* My entire hols just flew pass. *sniffles* In less than the blink of an eye. What is this? Sigh. As you can see, this entry is going nowhere except towards the adressing of the agonising pain of going back to school. Ok ok maybe not THAT painful. But still!!! No more slacking around, no more waking up late and sleeping at weird hours (msn kakis can attest to that) and guess what? Mr.Leong has already posted up homework. *in pain* How could he? Ah well, to some, this might not even seem like a chore. Ok here goes...We are suppose to *drum rolls* watch this year's NDP!!! Yeah. And explore it thru the sociological point of view. Hmmz. Not ashamed (err should i be ashamed?) to say that i don't usually bother about NDP parades. Yeah yeah anti patriot. Pretty bad huh? My family don't even bother to hang up our red and white. If S'pore were to have a law to execute those who don't, boy would you see us up in heaven (err i certainly hope not hell) Yeah so you have noticed.

I AM BLABBERING.

I wanted to post this up 2 days ago but my com crashed. So this (whatever’s written below) is kinda 2 days later. But since I already wrote it, I might as well just post it. Maybe it’ll make sense to some of you guys out there as well.

Is it innate that human beings are bad listeners because like what they all say, 'all man for himself'. So if selfishness is an inherent nature of man, then what is so surprising about people who refuse to listen right? Is it really so difficult for us to just open our ears without having to think about our own problems? For once? Can we just scream 'HALT' to the blabberings of the pathetic state of life we are in? Apparantly not. So tell me something...you expect understanding while we (the people whom you don't even listen to) deserve non? So who's to blame if things turn ugly? Where is the communication then? No i am not talking about mundane stuff like "How was your day", but things like "Why are you feeling this way?" It's always easy to deal with the hows and never the whys. Why? Because when why is revealed, unknown expectations arises and soon, more would be required of one to filled the void in between. At times, when no one says anything, everyone assumes.

Assume nothing. That's what i can say. Nothing is for sure. Ever heard of the phrase "Wisest is he who knows he knows nothing."

Does ignoring a problem and pretentious smiles make it all better?
No it fucking doesn't.

Why am i not surprised that egoism is the worst vice of human kind. And pride is often what drives us to do the things we hate. Things so pernicious that irrevocable damages are often inflicted. Things that tears the fabric apart more so than bringing it closer. Things that we only could have imagined it otherwise.

So does pretentious smiles make it all better?
No it fucking doesn't.

Or maybe.

Maybe there is still the forgiving nature in all of us. A virtue that nestles itself somewhere in our hearts? So perhaps those aren’t pretentious smiles or pretending that everything is ok. Maybe things are really ok. Maybe I believe in that.

Just blabbering AGAIN.



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