on my way

24 November 2007

I finally managed to wake up on time, wash up on time, leave the house on time and reach school on time. Unfortunately I was really tired today - to the point I'm subconsciously scribbling notes during service with my eyes closed (I did get everything down though...) and I couldn't catch the beat for the little routine Gin taught today. After all that, I still slept on the bus all the way from Simpang Bedok to Old Airport Road. Well... I feel slightly energised now.

Well... I don't know if it's for sure, but I hope it is. My last block in design school is over. I guess I'm still going to help the girls with the sequins and other stuff for the Christmas competition these few weeks. No way am I going to take part in the Triumph Inspiration Awards... designing lingerie? That's bad for my rep! Although the prizes are pretty ludicrous...

I told Gin about it. She didn't seem too upset... maybe because I'm following in her footsteps, in a way :3

I saw someone cry today. Why are you crying? Maybe it's not my place to ask that question... maybe you think the rest and I should know the answer ourselves. Maybe it's not even us. If only you would confide more in us. You're our beloved tao, don't you think we'd support you the best we can?

To be honest, there's two reactions I have to people who have problems... I'd either rip the heck out of them for pulling other people in, or I'd want to help them. I've seen a lot of the first. I'm hesitant to do the latter, since I might be seen as a meddler. Why can't we let us help each other out? Why can't we let us stay true to ourselves? Why do we have to be so reserved?

If it were me, I could give two poops about whether you mess my problems up further, because at least I know someone cares enough to try to help. Unless you really made a mountain out of a molehill, then I'd be angry for a couple of days; but no grudges, ever. That's what I like so much about people like Mervin. People say things about him, but he's obviously a diamond in the rough compared to the rest of them... a kind and good person at heart.

You know. People say I'm harsh with my criticism. Look at it this way. I could have said much worse things... but I didn't. That was the worst I could think of then. I could have said something like, "She's fat and ugly!" (general example). I didn't. Doesn't that mean I actually think quite highly of those people whom I did criticise?

Why are you people so impatient? My criticism is always later balanced out with praise, and I've always held praise for everybody... though you people probably have ears tuned only for the former, thus you probably never heard me praising anybody.

Yet, I was told people are more sensitive than that. Ok, my bad. You guys are the dopest. But of course.

(Exasperated sigh.)

Now Playing: Mariah Carey - We Belong Together

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