I am pissed, pissed at myself.
I should have done so much better. The stakes are so high and I failed. The worst thing is that all I had to do was be myself. Simple as that and I couldn’t even do that. Radio Dream is over.
Welcome back pessimistic.
Everyone is desperate for love.
Desperate people are just people who are not ashamed of it.
PS There is a difference between desperate and slutty.
Honestly, I am sick and tired of listening to women complain about equal rights in Singapore.
Singapore is one the few nations in the world where the law is actually bias towards women. The Women’s Charter should really get an update. Sure, if you are a lady in Israel and you can’t drive because of your gender. Go ahead and protest and complain. You deserve the right to.
But in Singapore? What’s there to complain?
Men have to serve National Service. Men spend 2 years of our lives doing something that will not benefit us in any way and we get paid a cleaner’s salary for it. And remember, it is mandatory!
Do women? Do women have to go through that? And don’t give that crap about women are scientifically weaker than men. Come on. There are plenty of things women can do in National Service that has nothing to do with exercise or mud. And besides, it is about serving your nation right? It is called National Service.
I just want to say that I am not anti-feminist or anti-equal rights. I am just annoyed when people complain about things they should be grateful for.
The holidays are coming and I have decided not to work.
I have decided to pursue a couple of hobbies.
1. Piano
2. Debate (Still thinking about it)
3. Ballroom Dancing
4. Driving
5. Fencing
If only I could go back in time.
Why do one get married? Why do one get into a relationship? For love? Well, I recently watch “Shall We Dance?” and I felt that it explained it perfectly.
Btw I’m paraphrasing.
We get into relationships and marriages for one reason. We want our lives to be noticed.
When we say, I do, or I love you. It means that I will be there to witness your life. Your life will not go unnoticed. During the times of pain, happiness or mundane, I will be there to witness it. I will be there for you.
When we say, I do or I love you. It also means I hope you will do the same for me.
I feel like learning Ball Room Dancing. Anyone wants to be my partner?
I’m lost.
Help?
PS I realised I got no feet too
So close yet so far.
Even closer when you realised that you don’t have hands.
I need to find an avenue for my creativity. I need to find some way to let it out. Something that allows me to create, to improv, to be funny, to be me. Argh.
