Have you ever realised that more often than not, we allow the most superficial things in life to wreck the deepest of blood relations?

Have you ever not found it ridiculous when beings hanker over naked anatomies?

Have you ever asked yourself why you seek acceptance in life by others, even though you know that their opinions do not dictate your life?

Have you not seen monetary gains rule over traditional and upright morals and values?

Have you not seen how disgustingly irritable people fall in order to climb the ladder of success, and witnessed the demises of talents whose works were suckered by bastards like those above mentioned?

Have you loved yourself so much you lost yourself?

Have you grown up into those people you said you would never turn into...?

My brother scored 246 for PSLE, which officially makes me the worst scorer in my family with 241, and my elder sister's score of 242.

Hahaha.

I learnt something working as a strawpoller; if you seek to avoid Singaporeans, hold a clipboard, a pen, and maybe a tag. Look something like a strawpoller/surveyor and you see Singaporeans scurrying away from you as if you are some contagious disease. Im serious. lol.

Okay Im kinda tired, so thats all for now. Ha.

Yes I understand that I have not blogged in the longest of times already(2+weeks?). So, hi guys! No more lamenting about the very rare and random updates.

First and foremost, examinations are over. WA HA HA. Although I am very certain I could have done much better, with reference to many of those half-hearted late night studies are mugs, but what's done is done, there is no turning back, hence I will leave this here.

She asked, "Why is it that you knew you would regret, yet left things there?"

You answer, "What else can I do right now?"

Thank you very much. Now Im done on the examinations part.

Life has been pretty, mmhmms, stale of late. Occassional soccer gatherings. YES, speaking of soccer, played at The Cage yesterday. Pretty innovative concept. So basically you play on artificial grass(WHICH GETS VERY IRRITATING WHEN YOU DONT WEAR LONG SOCKS) in a confined area within a factory-like building, or hut as I would call it. You have two vending machines selling isotonic drinks, benches, a set of toilets, male and femme, at your disposal. Pretty novel idea. The bad part, in my opinion, would be that you would have to squeeze through a small 'slip' in the nets, and it really stinks. You have sweaty players squeezing in and out all the time, hence the obvious odour after time. I was talking about long socks..You know when you play on artificial grass, there re these black *whatevermaterialitis* things which get into your shoes easily? I FORGOT TO BRING SOCKS. So yep, after every 15-20 minutes of play I would take my shoes off to clear them of all those black thingys. lol.

Two hours later I was off to meet seeann and company. As I was made waiting for them at the entrance of Plaza Singapura, this lady clad in black came up to me, and tried to get me to buy the 'one-look-and-you-can-tell-it-costs-20cents-or-less' pen for 2 dollars, in the name of Charity and helping those prisoners who ve sinned and turned over a new leaf. I was totally understanding her but I just bought one from her anyway. *The third one I bought this year =.=* Honestly though, one out of the three times I bought this pen, was when I didnt know how to refuse the seller. And it was this instance. I was totally cool with this girl though, at least she was trying her utmost best. AND THEN THIS LADY WITH BLONDE HAIR CAME AND TRIED TO PUSH HER LUCK.

Blonde Zha Bor :"Eh buy one pen, lah. Two dollars only."
Me:"Huh I just bought one, leh."
*By then changsong, anrong and guanmeng had all run away, leaving seeann and I standing there to fend her off*
Blonde Zha Bor:"You all got five, all buy two, lah. 4 dollars each! Can, liao."
Me:"SIAO AH~ Dont want dont want."

And she gave me "BASKET! You watch out!" look. If you were someone I know on a personal basis, I would have given you one tight s... .. .. sayang. Hahaha..

That wasnt the end of it. When we exited the mall, she was there again. And she gave us the "youbetterbuythistime". Seeann went "BYEBYEBYEBYEBYEBYE" and we all walked off with quickened steps. lol.

Played pool for a couple of hours with the guy and that basically was what we did as we embraced the coming of evening.

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Job briefing's over. Pretty thankful that I got to know some new friends. ^^. And more $$$$$! Heh. Have no idea what I ll spend on after receiving the pay though.

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If you think I am going to stay and listen to your wallowing of your woes, I am telling you I will never do that. It is up to you to stand up AGAINST YOURSELF. Acceptance of your current 'fate' or whatever bullshit you call it, is not going to help you. If I were to agree, and pity you, I would not be helping you. If my falling out with you could bring you to face reality, I dont mind if you hate me. But if you are going to stay that way, no one can help you. Dont label them as 'being possessed', tradition, or whatever bullshit you conjured up in the past. It doesnt matter what happened in the past. YOU HAVE TO BREAK WHATEVER BELIEFS AND MISCONCEPTIONS YOU HAVE HAD IN THE PAST, and ultimately, the wretched shell you are in right now. Come on, stand up, not for me, not for the sake of not losing friends, but for your own bloody self.

THAT fellow slides along the hill
He reaches out for a companion's arm
Yet he misses
Those piercing blue eyes, tell of disbelief, that his friend had not caught him, and had let him fall to his own demise.
THAT one falls, and climbs for eternity for acceptance of his wrinkled, fallen, unsightly self.

THIS fellow slides along the hill
He ignores the arm, for he sees another path, the one less taken, sturdy rocks jutting out of the hill.
He believes that reliance inot gonna save him, he might even bring his friend down along with him instead.
He hangs on to the jagged rock with his dear life, struggles as he grapples and grasps whatever soil above the rock he could get to.
He struggles terribly, yet continues tugging, tugging at those clumps of mud. And then something grabs him. He looks up, those stretched arms of his companions.
Veins were bursting outa their arms, yet they pulled, huffed and puffed, till they got their damned fellow outa the quagmire.
THIS one SAVES himself, as his friend accepts him for the fighter he showed himself to be.

Do you want to be THAT or THIS?
It is only till when you show you have the fucking desperate urge to save yourself, that your friends will help you. God damn it, stop crying like a baby and save yourself. I love you as a friend, so get the hell out of that pit.

Edit:Sorry, so much angst got into me as I was writing this the ending mood totally contrasts with the starting ones.