Friday, June 10, 2005
around this time, there are alot of sad, desperate guys around. okay i should not say they are sad and desperate, because most of them are really nice types whom i actually feel bad that i can't help, and anyway if i were in ocs i would be in exactly the same situation. its really a small deal, but i guess in s'pore we don't have a culture of asking people to balls type things. so when it happens it becomes a big thing ridden with concepts like Getting The Wrong Idea. i would like to say that i don't care about Wrong Ideas, because its really a very stupid singapore secondary school student concept. a vsssss concept. bringing a date is simply a matter of formality, and in any case, not having a significant other at some points in time or other ( admittedly, some more crucial points in time than others), shouldn't be made to be some crime. anyone who's attached 24/7, 365 days of the year, every year, is either dysfunctional, or married.
but unfortunately, at some points in time more than others, i do care.
east coast was fun, even though i walked a hell lot and didn;t eat a thing. i never realised that 20 pits could span such an enormous distance and that fire could take so long to start even with like 20 firestarters in the bleeding thing. but it was nice to see everyone again, and it was even nicer that almost everyone turned up. i reckon we're not all that bad. we're pretty good, in fact, for people so different. can someone send me a photo? wait, they don't even know this exists.
anyway, thank goodness i did all that walking and ate nothing, cos now its all in equilibrium. i ate so much, compulsively, at rice table, that i feel almost drunk now. i conclude that my body's just not made for buffets. my constituition's not up to it. the paradox of having to get your money's worth, while simultaneously trying to keep yourself healthily-sized, doesn't work for me. i mean keeping thin is supposed to make economic sense.
and speaking of economics, way to go boss! i'm really proud of you. not so much the choice of course, i don't really care; but the conviction. and i aspire toward.. alvin? albert-esque conviction as well. remember to lend me good to great, cos that's what i'm gonna become! haha.
Posted by i confound myself at 4:57 pm
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