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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

I love the ease of moving over to a cleaner and more organized Wordpress blog.

Yes dear friends, I have succumbed to wordpress.com.

Find me here at http://livinglifelovingit.wordpress.com

No change, just a tweak. (:

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Wednesday, February 20, 2008

You know how it is when you tell people to be their true selves, and not mould to society's expectations of them. And by being true to themselves, they become a happier person.

But what happens when a person's true self is utterly annoying and irritating to 90% of the people around him? Do we then tell him, "Hey, please change...you are utterly annoying and I cannot stand it." or do we grimace behind our smiles and tactfully try to tell him that "I like how you are yourself, but...perhaps there could be a balance in your life?"

That then defeats the purpose of "staying true to (him)self", isn't it? Life's little ironies. This guy is quite unlucky to be handed that less sugary side of the platter. Why, did he grow into such an affectionate character who will not hesitate to make known his love to you? Mind you, we are talking about "love" in the context of friendship, warmth, care and concern. At least, that is what I perceived it, but the narrow-minded majority will probably have fled by then. Cynical and shaken into reality he may have seemed, but there is still the looming possibility that he is still pretty sheltered from "life" itself - how do I even explain it? - sheltered from reality, the jaded thinkings, people's cynicism, and the overall tunnel-vision of our general population.

Adapt, not mould.
Camouflage, not blend.

Haiya. How can one make a puppet move like a dancer when his limbs are stiff and wooden?

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I think there has got to be something a little amiss when I realised I was looking forward to coming home to making myself tuna sandwich with a glass of soya milk. I spend a grand total of 2 hours sitting in my room having "time to myself" every night, that is, if I have no other engagements after 9pm in town. The weekend was hellish, with massive lou-hei gatherings peppered all over the island and at the same time trying to squeeze a birthday celebration, piano as well as wakeboarding into the weekend.

Friends ask me how I juggle my insane schedule. I tell them, "Its a lifestyle I'm in an endless pursuit of."

Ultimately, the need to maintain a balance in life drives me on. When work isn't 100% satisfying (yet), I find my pleasure out at sea, in adrenaline and the salty breeze.


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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

It is another one of those mornings where I rush to work, only to wait to rush. That seems to be life these days - rush to wait, wait to rush.

I had the most interesting responses coming in when my one liner was up on MSN, ranging from a poetic continuation to my one-liner, to moral policemen in my life (what's new?) calling me in the middle of the night because they were convinced I had no more self-worth left within me.

So brings the next line, "Them who hide behind facades of faux innocence are far off worse than those they condemned." How true, isn't it? Of course, in the whirl and twirl of my very unprofessional literary musings, the subject(s) in question usually do not get it. They do not realise that what they read applies to them, and more often they tend to agree with me on it, not realising that they are the targets of scorn hurled in wrapping paper at.

Those who dwelve on the same level will realise our conversations targeted at such bitch topics are often satisfying (I'm sure you know who you are, my dears) and rather, engaging. This is not to say that we are elitists, as we seem to be...it is just that we are comfortable with who we are, our status and our behavior - not to mention we are open about it. The only reason why this post will come about is simply because I have had enough of people who are too quick to condemn me as a person with questionable morals, but do not realise they are in denial themselves.

We are only humans. Ere to those who sin, condemned are those who judge.

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