Why this post is being titled Egocentric Ramblings '2' might or might
not be clarified at the end. So don't let the suspense build up too
much.
So I was having this small chat with a very good friend of mine about
how we should leave space for different people thinking in different
ways. This conversation came as a response to me complaining about how
some people think in the most unthinkable ways through their life.
"It's unfair but that's the way it is.." said my good friend. And boy
don't I think "unfair" is an understatement.
My cell phone camera no longer works. My current internet connection
is slower than what a mummied pharaoh will get from inside his tomb on
his wifi which is accessing an access point somewhere in the
Himalayas. Well of course I exaggerate. And I am left feeling terribly
depressed about how some people turn out to be so very different than
what you knew them to be..and different from what you perhaps loved
them for, with all your heart. It's a feeling of betrayal on the self.
To more subtle and serious issues: I really think eating kangaroos
might be a good idea. Just like the Aussie scientist..I say it will
stop global warming. Cow and sheep flatulence is definitely not the
best thing for our mother planet. Maybe we should send them animals to
Mars and have them warm up the planet for us a bit eh?
lolzzz...haha..wow..what on earth would make me say lolzzz? well it's
grief. usually when i am happy i keep it to lol. What grief you ask?
well it's the fact that some will actually adapt to lolzing from
loling. Petty? trivial? well yeah it is.
Recently I realized that certain things in life have made me concerned
about the pettiest and most insignificant things. I have been
stressed, depressed, concerned, worried, puzzled and whaaaat-not by
things which I used to not care about at all! Well with the
realization has come the repair. I remember myself being the least
concerned about the small things in life..to the point of being an
absent minded jerk at times - since I kept on overlooking even some
pretty big things as they seemed too trivial for my oh-so-important
self. I wonder why i just lost that part of me to be suckered in to a
world so small that now...i don't even fit in there.
A song I liked recently..written and sung by a good friend of mine:
I hope you see,
what I want to be,
for you.
All I have to give,
in this life we live,
to you.
What I bear in my soul,
a love which unfolds,
unto you.
An endless time,
and a lifeline,
by you.
Here I bring the sun,
into the blue,
for you.
You didn't see
what i want to be,
for you.
All I had to give,
in this life we live,
to you.
Broken heart,
and back to the start,
without you
I'll find my sleeve,
and take my leave,
without you
You chose a setting
not our wedding
for you..
_______
had a nice rhythm to it :)
I had a dream..one of those dreams that you so wish was real..that
it's just painful to even wake up from it. A dream being lived for so
long that it seemed it'll last forever. Too bad it turned out to be
nothing more than a deception..but hey..it was good. while it lasted.
maybe good is an understatement. It was happiness - the sort that
makes u wake up in the morning with a smile on ur face without u
knowing it.
Too bad I couldn't sleep in and let the dream go on...everybody wants
you to wake up earlier than you would have liked to. I guess that's
exactly what life is. But hey..maybe the dream could have taken a
crazy turn in to a nightmare..in that case aren't I glad i woke up at
the right time :D
OH well...i hope all is well in this world..and everybody's happy! I
recently discovered that certain people (like myself I guess) can act
as a cold virus. They attach themselves to their hosts and eat off
their happiness and bliss to nothing but deathly frustration and
gloom. wow..what are you (we) guys? Leave them (us) happy people
alone! =_=
OK so now for the million cent question about why this post is titled
"2". Well that's because my favourite college essay was titled just
"Egocentric Ramblings". It was probably more organised than this piece
of $hit which led to whatever success it had during the application
process.
I remember ending that essay with a metaphor. I compared myself to a
polygonal shape lying on a sandy beach. Ever changing in shape, all
that's left behind when I die, is the mark left on the sand. Pretty
cool eh? Yeah, I agree....Hah..polygon. what an interesting dream you
have been =)
So the organisers of this year's olympics have a very simplistic
approach to solving problems. Here was the original problem:
1. The best singer found for the Olympic opening ceremony was "ugly".
2. By convention, ugly people cannot be shown on TV unless it's a
makeover show or some stupid reality TV program.
3. The opening ceremony has to have the best singer's voice in the
required song.
4. The prettiest girl didn't quite sing as well as the "ugly" girl.
A very difficult situation eh. Can't compromise looks..can't
compromise quality of voice. And why should they when they have an
ingenious solution to this very problem
The organizers decided that the world audience will see the "pretty"
girl..but hear the "ugly" one's voice. TADAAAA!!!! *chimes*
*beethoven's 9th symphony* *anthem of mars*
That's right. Never thought of THAT..have you? They made her lip synch
in front of the whole world. WOW. Amazing feat guys.
FIREWORKS are AWESOME! Or so everyone who have seen them live tells
me. I haven't really seen anything more than a miniscule firecracker
go off from a terrace. I have also lit a few matches in my life..but
all of these don't count as valid fireworks experience I hear. The
organizers had another problem with these fireworks. They didn't quite
trust their system enough to function well on the big day (or so I
infer from the news). So what they decided to do was...have the
fireworks go off far in advance of the main day's events...and have it
recorded very well on camera. To make sure the global audience
watching the opening ceremony live on the big day don't quite miss out
on this part of the fireworks, the organizers supplied all the
broadcasters with the tapes of these fireworks from the past. The
world thinks every thing is happening at once and goes WOW while the
broadcasting editor sweats in his studio to make sure no one really
detects this trick of theirs. Fiiiiine stuff I say!
Alrighty..time to eject myself from this mood of mindless ramble. Good
day folks! Cya later!
