But life moved on as usual, after all, time waits for no man!
I've been pretty busy mastering the art of majong. I picked it up slightly after my granny's funeral, mainly to kill boredom, and also to understand why people get hooked onto this game.
Even after playing for quite a few times already, i'm still not very excited about the game itself. Probably, it's because of the lack of money involvment for me, secondly, i just can't bear to put my already flat butt into further tortures!
Sitting through one majong hurts my butt alot! You guys can probably be able to imagine how much i've actually fidgetted, within that few hours!Yeah nice game, but torturous on one's butt... i can't quite decide, if i'll ever become crazy about majong, like what the entire world does?
It might be the difference in taste, or it's just purely because, im not born to be addicted to gambling. After all, it took my 21 years, to finally persuade me to even bother to learn about the game. Im still lousy at it and all, and i still think some good samaritan should attempt to come up with an illustrations manual to help beginners like me. Illustrate the different ways to win, what a "shi san yao" is like, and what "da san yuan" actually is. It's all hearsay, it's never been demonstrated, or i'm never able to remember.
Enough of Mahjong, Majong, MahJiong, whatever you spell it, it's still a game with different variations, and different set of rules, with each group you play with. Argh....im so bored with life.
I'm looking at the entire world in greyscale format. There's not a single ounce of color left in me. I mean it literally, with my wardrobe life being all black and dull, i see no joy in dressing up. The brightest i could go was lime green, and light blue. What's there to look forward to, when you're so restricted?
Restricted by rules and customs that's invented by some chinese guy. HE probably is one selfish shit that decides so rules that his family has to abide by, when he dies. One other monkey sees it, gets inspired too, and decides that it's a fair and grand thing to do when he dies, so he dictates his family do exactly the same thing, after his passing away.... that's probably how customs and traditions starts.... an inventor, and his bunch of monkeys! I feel emotionally drained by all the customs. Im looking at everything in a new perspective, the uglier side of life.
I feel as though as i've been cheated off my most prized possesion..happiness and contentment. i know that im smiling alot lesser, i have lousy tolerance to many things, and my patience with life is waning, with life, with friends, with the world.
Most Singaporeans have always been monkeys what. You know, when i say monkeys, im referring to the the phrase "monkey see, monkey do" alright. Take bread talk and pork floss bun for example. One monkey say nice, other monkeys queue up to try. Tell them about some spring in the ulu part of Singapore, and you'll see many people attempting to visit the spring. Most would flock from one place to another, the minute they hear news from their friends about some delicious food, fre gifts or whatever you can think of thing.
Stupidest thing would be to place a piece of tissue paper on a chair, to proclaim that the seat, (this particular one that you've placed your tissue on) at the hawker center is occupied by you. It's such a stupid thing to do, and you sure can't be pissed about it, if you return back to the seat with your delicious food, only to find someone sitting on the seat that you've happily covered with the tissue. Frankly, people would have no clue diffreentiating between signs that says: " the seat is already taken, go look somewhere else", and "the tissue was placed on the chair because the tissue floated away and landed on the chair" or some hygiene purpose what. You might as well settle for a post it note, saying :"RESERVED, and you sign your name" i bet it's gonna look classier, and there's be less argument about it.
Then there's the MRT scenario. What's the point in drawing all the silly lines and arrows at the entrance of the train, when people don't adhere or even bother about it? Most would just stand and push their way into the train. Stupid ain't it? If people can't step out of the train, what makes these smarty asses think that they'll be able to squeeze in, at rush hours?
It proves my case about Singaporeans not being very smart. They're great at mimicking what others do, without even thinking about what actually make sense.
Guess the worst of the lot would be the well educated ones, holding degrees, PHD, doing all these ugly acts. Urgh! such a turn off! Whatever happened to a refined society?
It's a cheapskate and i don't wanna lose out mentality, and it's awful. Im not proud of the kiasu-ism in SIngapore. Worst part is when you're overseas, and you see the bad monkey behaviour! It's such a shame to proclaim loudly that it's 100% us! It's defintely not a an attraction, for tourist to visit Singapore to gawk at!
Simple things like couteousy and toilet hygiene needs to be taught through national campaign over various forms of media! Aren't you all, who claim to be adults ashamed of yourself?
It's ugly and stupid mentality as such that pisses me off. The world's already in such bad condition on it's own with global warming and pollution to worry about, and there's human behaviour to make things worst! It's so silly and stupid, it becomes a vicious cycle! It's pathetic.
I'm disappointed with people, and everything depresses me. The weather, the politics, the transport system, the school, and the people that i see everyday. I feel baloney reaching it's peak at the moment, and it'll be much worst when you start to work. The corporate world is vicious, plotting, and scheming.
Whatever happened to the world, where everything was once just simple, pure, innocent, and full of love? I can't help seeing everything in shades of grey recently. It's as if im placed in this tinted world or tinted glasses, where all that i ever see, is the uglyness of mankind. Everything's getting intolerable. I find it a waste of time to talk to friends, coz you'll never know what they're actually thinking in their mind, despite their smiling faces--> you know being hypocrites, it's a total waste of time, and doing activities with your loved ones might just turn out to be an obligation that they have to fulfill.
It's as though as you're some plague, or suffering from a terminal illness. When people see you, they no longer are interested in what you have to offer anymore, they try to shun you, or provide weird reasons not to meet up, cause they believe they have better things to do than to meet up with their dear old friend, truly because Boyfriends have longed ruled over their world. Either that or they disappear from your world.......
The subjects that you broach, aren't interesting, and people will change into a subject that they deem interesting, even if it's just stupid stuff like collecting hello kitty magnets and they totally go into a one person conversation, ranting on and on about how many she's collected already, and she's left with a few missing magnets.....and totally ignore you. You might get screamed at, for one slight action like winding down the mirror of the car, when the window's still wet. Cause it'll leave streaks on the windows when it dries up.
It doesn't make sense to me. Yet people deem these silly instances as important priorities in their live? WHatever happened to the other party's feelings? Are magnets and windows more important than friendship, such that you can compromise friendship over a window? It's stupid, and disappointing. Disappointing, cause it ruins what good image that i have of my loved ones, it crushes me badly to know where i stand in their lives.
To sleep forever like sleeping beauty, til one day the world gets better seems like a nice route to escape from all the uglies!
But no!@ Shutting myself in the room ain't gonna help me escape reality. I'll still gotta get out of the house to face the freaking world. Gotta battle comstantly with stupid driving instructors over at BBDC, attempt to pass my exams this semester, please the parents, please the friends,
please the boyfriend, feed and clean up after the pig, and clean up the room.
Life can't be anything more meaningless than what i'm feeling now..
Maybe i'm purely senstive, or it's just all due to being Pre-Menstral, that's sparked off my imagination, I wouldnt comment too much i guess.......
i hate living in this dark world all alone...
But for the time being, just leave me alone... losing touch with the world seems appealing, just like a hermit crab.
any comments on this will purely be deemed as hypocritical. To avoid being blacklisted by daphne.. choose the wise route..... just pretend you've never read this entry alright? *wink*
