A little lesson and some random thoughts

Hello world and its inhabitants! It must have been awhile since you last heard from me and if anyone still does occupy this space, I hope you read this. This is a little tutorial for all you earthly beings. Now, I know I am no expert on how the world works but I am sure I know a thing or two that might be of help to you, you and definitely you.

TUTORIAL

I am sure there have been times when you feel like someone’s messed up or someone is doing something the way they shouldn’t be doing it. Now lets analyse this. Why do you think they have messed up? Is it because you believe this person has messed it up and because s/he is not doing things the way YOU want them to do it?

If that’s the case then here’s a tip, get a life of your own to live. Start realising that not everyone has to follow your own rules and that we all have very very different ideals of what a “good” life is. “Good” is in fact so culturally relative. You might think that spending a night drinking different kinds of Tequila is your idea of a perfect life. I may not share that, but does that mean I get to decide that you’re a loser wasting your life away? You might be messing your liver up, but NO you are actually completely right in deciding what a good life is for yourself!

Now got that earthly beings? To the second point now. Suppose this person does think s/he is screwing up his/her life and you see what the problem is? What do you do? Do you A.Go around to all his/her friends and whine and complain B.Ignore that person because you think they aren’t worthy of your friendship or C.Talk to that person.

Now my dear friends, this might come as a shock to you but the answer is actually C. Amazing isn’t it? But its true, if you feel like someone has a problem, talking to them would actually help solve the problem or at least give you a bit of a better insight to this person’s actions. Trust me it actually works!

Now that I’ve attempted to contribute to the betterment of your lives my dear readers, let me get back to my usual self-loving self where all I want to talk about is myself and what concerns me. If you actually think I write for you, then this is where you press that little “X” on the right side of this window.

RANDOM THOUGHTS

1.Why do people do all the rubbish in the world then the moment they are attached act like absolute SAINTS?

I’ve always been irked by this concept but I have a few friends who suffer from relationshipidentitis. See when they are single, they go about doing whatever they want to do, like dance and grind in clubs, smoke, drink and sleep around. Now notice, I am not saying this is the wrong way to live (please refer to TUTORIAL here). But the moment they get attached, they seem to make a complete turnaround, often acting like they’ve never seen a cigarette before and even frown upon others who choose to live the way they used to.

Let me relate this specific person who used to actually dance with me and my girl-friends in clubs. He was always around us like such a close friend and never ever made any judgements about us. Now the moment he got attached, one of my girl-friends actually caught wind of the fact that he was telling his gf that we girls are terrible in clubs! Now, now if only I had the power to turn back time and take a video or two of the things I’ve seen you do with chics in clubs and the stories I’ve heard. But its okay, I shall live and let live.

Its fine to do whatever you want, and change however you want, but please for gods sake, stop putting yourself on a pedestal assuming you have the right to judge the rest of the world. No one died and made you God (now that sounded wrong didn’t it?)

2.Why do foreign workers pray to ATMs?

Please don’t get me wrong. I am no xenophobic and as much as the foreign workers have irked me at times, I admit I have no rights to judge them since they contribute a lot more to society than I do. BUT I cannot for the life of me understand why they take so long at ATMs. I’ve been to Tekka a few times this week and the ATM at Tekka market has been removed so I have had to walk to Little India Arcade instead. And a queue with about 5-7 foreign workers takes about 30 minutes or so to pass! I am really not kidding. Today was not too bad but yesterday I had a terrible time waiting! What do they do in front of the machine? Pray that money will magically appear? Concentrate on amounts? Calculate and convert everything to home currency? Please remind me never to draw money at Tekka again.

3.Why do I attract psychos?

Do I give out some sort of hormones that just attract psychos? If Rainbow Rose man was not weird enough here are some other experiences I have had over the last few months.

Yesterday, a random woman sees me at Tekka and asks me for directions to Jalan Besar. I point out the general direction and she asks me if I am local. I say yes, and she tells me she is too but she hasn’t come to Tekka in a long time. Then she asks me if its very scary to drink coffee alone in Tekka. I tell her to go to Ananda Bhavan since its indoor and it shouldn’t be a problem. She says oh okay and asks me whether I want to join her for coffee and asks me 2-3 times to be sure I don’t want to join her. Okay maybe she’s being polite but I don’t think I randomly ask people to join me for coffee. Hell there are people I’ve been wanting to ask out for coffee for eons and still haven’t gotten to!

Then there’s this weirdo who messages this to me on Facebook. Apparently the time for Friendster-weirdos is over and its now Facebook.

“gf, ur beauty really mesmerize me. never in my life i ever came across a beautiful indian gal here in singapore…..in the movies of course la i ever saw b4…..but here in singapore not even once…..then i read ur profile n it says tat u r into men n women….n tat really pull my trigger to ask u if u care to add me up….well btw of ur looks, u r attractive. very attractive… but i noe where im standing. so lets go for a win-win solution…..only if u r attracted to me, or looking for companionship. (i call it pleasure frens) or u r set for a multiple orgasms…hahahaha j.j….then u can accept me k. wat do u thing…….is it a win-win solution?”

I really have no idea where to start on that one.

Now there are a lot of other weirdos I’ve met like the Starbucks waiter who insists I come again tomorrow and calls me by name and certain people who don’t seem to get the hint that I really do not enjoy seeing them. What would it take? Me hitting them smack on the head with something heavy and sharp?

ANYWAY, I am done ranting and before this becomes one of those pubescent blogs where I start going into painful details about exactly everything I did today and what exactly I bought and who I met and what I ate and okay you get the point, I shall STOP here and pray something significant happens for me to talk about or I can consider closing this blog!

5 Comments

  1. 1. No comments

    2. Well not everyone is comfortable with technology. Plus these foreign workers earn a measly 600-700 a month. The fear of the unknown and the risk of losing that hard earned money is justifiable. Imagine if you had a hard earned couple of $50, put it into the cash deposit machines, hear it go pfft pfft counting the bills and then show on the screen as 0. Granted we, the technologically more knowledgable pple, know that you can press buttons blindly and the worst thing can happen is you card gets sucked in. Let them be I say.

    3. You might wanna ask the foreign workers to pray for you on this one. 😛

  2. hehhehehe un nilamaiye ninaithaal siripu thaan varuthu anyway.. I HAVE YET TO TELL U MY PSYCHO STORIES!!!

  3. on don’t we love them psycho stories..

  4. on = oh

  5. Hahhaha. Ur life is pretty entertaining ah. 🙂

    Huggies.


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