the rare split

it is 2006. oh wells.

2006 is a new year. but every year is a new year anyway.

“happy new year” makes it sound like chinese new year is here already.

i can’t wait!

haha.

i wonder if it’s cause of the money.

but i like it cause of the visiting as well!

anyway, today was a great day at macs (: the last day of the year spent working. gosh. not that i didn’t enjoy it though. i won the fàn-tastic challenge, but i didn’t reach the targeted number! i was 6 burgers short. oh wells, the other 6 customers, you all just made me fall short of my challenge expectation!

why didn’t a customer come in and order 10 fàn-tastics for a takeaway countdown party or something? i mean, that would be like, wow.

i think macs at tanglin mall was really kind of empty even though it was like new year’s eve. there were so many crew members, but not enough customers!

it was so empty that at one point of time during the evening, at about five plus, the counter crew all started staring at delifrance’s menu opposite our macs. actually, it’s not that we were hungry or something, it’s just that we were testing our eyesights. it all started when i asked my cl if he had perfect eyesight.

*edited – my cl insists that he started it cause he asked the counter crew if we were all nerds as we were all wearing spectacles.

obviously he gave the affirmative answer, which i obviously didn’t believe. so i made him read out delifrance’s menu on the board. but then again, there was no point since i couldn’t see the menu in the first place. anyway, he did manage to read it out, so the rest of the counter crew which included me, basith and wye fu (all spectacle-d) started to stare even harder at the menu.

and then… avin and jason (the managers) became interested in what we were staring at, and when suhaimi explained to them, avin became even more interested and wanted to prove that she has better eyesight than suhaimi, so she started staring and reading the menu out. jason who was standing further didn’t want to lose out and tried reading it too!

so yeah. suddenly everyone standing at the counter was staring into the delifrance restaurant, and the workers there were staring back and wondering what the heck we were trying to do. haha! it was a high-classed staring match! suhaimi even wanted to get everyone in the kitchen out to stare at delifrance. haha!

ouch. my kneecap hurts.

as you can see, we seem really a little too free.

anyway, something really ridiculous happened today. i offered my pen to one of the customers (an auntie with family) cause she wanted to fill in the gems card for me. she said she’ll return the card to me after she had taken her meal.

so yeah, i agreed. it was peak period!

after the customers cleared, i was getting kind of worried cause the customer hasn’t returned and my precious pen was still with her. i decided to walk out of the counter and went towards the back to look for the auntie.

at that very moment i stepped into the back section, she was exiting from the back door. i was like “mdm, mdm! uh, where’s the card?” (i didn’t ask about my pen.) she turned back and she was like, “oh, it’s there! on the table!”

i definitely did notice her still holding on to my pink pen and i couldn’t believe that she was about to leave.

i was like “… my pen?”

actually, she didn’t look surprised. her husband was still standing next to the table, about to leave, when i arrived. her husband gave her something like a cynical smile? like a “i know what you’re trying to do” smile.

so she was like “oh, oh, here’s your pen.”

sigh. i can’t believe she was actually going to leave with my pen. i mean, it’s a pen! do people actually have to resort this kind of methods to get a pen? it might not seem clear now when i’m explaining, but at that moment, in that situation, i definitely knew that she was trying to leave with my pen knowingly.

… sigh. i was really exasperated.

i guess i wouldn’t have expected something like that to happen? even though it’s actually a very small thing. but i’m quite surprised that i arrived at the moment when they were just about to leave. like halfway out of the door already! such a coincidence.

actually, i view my pens as very important to me. i get very sad when i lose my pens. i don’t know why, but it’s like, irritating. very irritating when i lose my pens.

in fact, i believe that one should only have one pen, and not many many pens (like js.) cause i think we will always choose to use the pen that we find it the nicest to write with, and then the other pens will be abandoned. so what’s the point of having so many different pens in the first place?

and that’s assuming they are of similar colours.

of course, i would expect much disagreement from wy and js.

maybe because of that, when i lose my pen, i will feel irritated.

okay, i think i’m digressing.

i’m wondering about human behaviour.

but there’s too many questions to ask.

following the stitch

actually,

then i was thinking.

is it possible that trying to break from convention,

has become a “habit” of humans as well?

can we actually be that much of a “creature of habit”,

such that trying to be unconventional has slowly morphed into a habit too?

imagine the irony.

i can’t think of an example right now,

but i think there has always been cases when we were just trying too hard.

trying too hard to be outstanding,

and not “creatures of habit”.

and gradually,

we just want to be outstanding everytime,

even if sometimes staying the same would actually be best.

it’ll be hard to define i guess.

aiming for the target

there was a charity event in the afternoon today. i think i severely underperformed, which was really surprising cause wy and sruthi did enjoy today’s crowd very much. and the weird thing is, i always seem to enjoy the crowds of old people that both of them do not enjoy much. sigh.

i really wonder what’s going to happen next year, so much to expect, so many questions unanswered. and already so many committments made. school is starting soon!

went to library@orchard after the charity event. it’s been ages since i’ve been there! i used to go there all the time when i was still at rgs. sigh. even in the “later years” in sec 3 and 4, i kind of stopped going to the library as well.

i used to love to read, especially when i was like kindergarten and primary school. i used to bug my dad to bring me to the library near my house even though it’s really small. i used to ask my dad and mum why the children’s section in the bedok library closes so early whenever i take the bus home in the evening cause i really wanted to go to the library.

i wonder when the habit actually stopped. i’m not as rich as js or wy to buy any book they like in kino/borders/times/etc i guess, and libraries are just out of the way.

oh wells, so i picked up 2 books that looked kind of interesting and borrowed them. the new borrowing machines in the library only served to confirm the suspicion that i haven’t been there in ages.

i still remember the times when one had to queue up at the counter, and the librarians use some silver laser pen and draw invisibly across the barcode and chop the date of return on one’s book! i think that was the time when i became inspired and decided that one of my ambitions was to be a cashier! i thought the silver pen scanning thing was really cool.

i still remember the times when one had to use the brown coloured huge machines (considered the new technology) to borrow the books and it was amazing cause it was automated. all one had to do was to open the book and make sure the machine scans the barcode.

i still remember the times when the new machine came out and one didn’t have to even open one’s book to the barcode, all one had to do is leave it on the blue “pad”.

actually now, it’s still kind of similar to my last “i still remember the times”, just that it’s smaller and cuter looking. haha!

oh wells. spent some time reading and talking at macs, and wrapping the “birthday” gift for the outdoor party (when it wasn’t even a birthday party.) i mean, what can i do if i arrive 3 hours early for work. haha! oh, and the gift wrapping was considered training as well, which doesn’t make much sense cause my cl told me he knows nuts about wrapping gifts. haha!

but i actually find gift wrapping quite therapeutic. like, you think about how you want to design it, and fold it in the way you want it to look like. one doesn’t even need professional training in gift wrapping! just do it like origami. imagine out your designs. it’s like analysing balloon sculpturing. so fun!

i was finally sent back to the kitchen after quite a number of days at the counter! (must be cause of the mistake i made yesterday.) hahaha, not really. actually i really like it in the kitchen. in fact, i like it very much. i wouldn’t say i like it more than counter, cause they’re entirely different experiences. but i really like working in the kitchen still.

i like interacting with people at the counter, but i like the rush in the kitchen. haha! so i guess i enjoy both (: i had the chance to do all the chicken and beef fàn-tastic and it was good practice. it made me very happy whenever i did a nice pretty one, and i will ask everyone in the kitchen, “pretty right, pretty right?” haha. cause there are really high standards on the presentation part for the fàn-tastic. then the managers are also very critical about the presentation. haha. but actually, when u’re only with the crew in the kitchen, no one cares =P actually the kitchen was kind of in a mess today, cause i was leaving the fàn-tastic equipment all around while dressing the burgers. haha!

but i think the fàn-tastic isn’t really as popular as the grilled teppanyaki burger. i think singaporeans need time to warm up to eating rice in macs. to me, when i go to macs, why the heck would i choose to eat rice when i’ve been eating rice at home everyday? plus, i think rice is a bit too filling. bread would be less difficult on the stomach. and it’s claypot rice no less! that’s like eating… dumplings, as in zhong zi. very “indigestable”. is that even a word?

but then again, it’s kind of nice. as in the taste of both fàn-tastics. oops. did i just say i ate beef? scratch that. haha!

when i re-entered the macs kitchen today, i found that i was a bit rusty actually. bad bad! need to familiarise myself more. but i think i still did okay. (self-appreciation!) i had to think about the steps when not too long ago, i could have done it robot-ically! at least i didn’t make any grave mistakes which would have made me scream or whine for sometime.

but did counter after about 1 and 1/2 hours. i think cause basith was going home so i need to take over his counter. counter was fine today, i got a star! and i got my own counter account now! the screen has my name finally (: i’ve been using the managers’ account the last few days. oh wells.

probably the only weird thing that happened was that this little boy tore up the gems explanatory pamphlet on the macs table, came to my counter and threw it at me when i was serving a customer. okay, that came out really weird. like, really really weird. i mean, do i even look that hateful?

haha. i wasn’t exactly angry with the kid, just that i was shocked for a while. cause i was serving the customer the beef fàn-tastic, and i put it on the counter and turned. at the exact moment i turned, something flew out. that was why i almost got a shock of my life, cause normally the fàn-tastics have to wait a while. if i dropped it, i would have fainted or something.

anyway, i really have to mention this part cause i thought it was really amusing. my cl decided to go and look for the kid’s mum. haha! and then the mum brought the kid to my counter and tried to make him apologize. really hilarious. and all this time, i was still serving at my counter. so naturally, i didn’t hear him apologize. but i really didn’t mind, cause kids are like that i guess. with my young cousins, i think this is really considered nothing.

imagine, my 7-month-old cousin flooded my house! how bad can throwing paper at me get?! haha.

i wonder why kids would do things like that. i wouldn’t have dared when i was a kid. i mean, i think my parents would have killed me or something? either that or i’m really a good kid. my parents told my siblings and i that we were never as bad as our young cousins, cause we always wonder together as a family what the heck happened to my young cousins. oh wells.

but i still think my now 9-month-old cousin is really cute. haha (:

i guess,

as long as one is cute,

nothing will ever go wrong!

fantasy

uh. self explanatory i think. but i really don’t know what happened to my phone. quality so bad! i really wonder who would bother to do that. that’s like, a waste of energy! just that my cl refused to let me comment on his trademark pose, so i shall comment on my blog instead. oh wells.

actually i don’t have much to comment.

maybe… it reminds me of yoga?

hmm.

ah, forget it.

oh! i just remembered. my very hardworking cl decided to train me today. on being a topcat. basically, his training was to ask me to pack the stuff needed for the party tomorrow. like cause he’s the topcat for the party tomorrow and he needs to get the stuff ready for the s.t.a.r. so yes. he decided that asking me to pack the stuff will be a suitable training for me! (:

right. but yeah, i guess it’ll be useful. cause he helped me the first time i had to pack the party items.

oh wells, refresher for macs party!

anyway, i was thinking about human behaviour today.

i remember reading somewhere that humans are actually “creatures of habit”.

when i read that,

it did make an impression on me,

but i didn’t think it was that true.

…

today,

i realised that it might actually be that way.

have you ever closed the toilet door at home,

even though there was no one else besides you at home?

even though you were 100% sure no one would even sudddenly turn up,

even though it was impossible anyone would be able to see you from that angle?

what would be the purpose of closing the toilet door then?

to keep out the wind?

how many times have we just done whatever we’ve be doing,

without thinking?

…

but then again,

if all interaction between humans on this earth was governed by the social contract,

i don’t quite seem to understand why we have to close toilet doors actually.

did someone just decided one day that a civilised society should have closed toilet doors? and it would be grossly obscene to be in full view of someone using the toilet?

i don’t quite grasp the purpose of the decision though.

of course i’m not saying that i’m going to now stop closing toilet doors, which would be impossible cause the decision has stayed too far long. but i just don’t get how it started.

maybe i should actually do some research.

but i really can’t be botherd to.

it’s just fun to theorize why people decided to close toilet doors, don’t you think?

when i was in k1, i wondered why i used to say things like

“wait. i’m not sure i’ve spelt it correctly. let me write it out and see. hey, it looks wrong!”

in fact, i think i still say it now.

maybe not “write it out and see” anymore, but “type it out and see”.

i asked my dad.

he told me that we tend to remember the words as pictures.

so when we write them out,

we look at the the “picture-word”,

and then figure out if there’s something wrong with it!

so cool right.

i thought it was really cool when i was k1.

i still think so (:

argh. i made a bad mistake at macs today. bad bad bad girl.

sigh.

taken off the cloud

sheesh. what a day. finally my off day from work and i had to fall sick. not like very sick, so i think it’s more due to exhaustion. it’s the christmas season, so work hours naturally became longer. i’ve been going home at like, 1 am? my head aches and it feels like it’s too heavy for my neck to hold up.

oh wells. so i spent my day lazing and resting away in my bro’s dark and blue room. seriously a waste of a day, but i don’t care.

took this picture a few days back on christmas day i think. it’s just hard to imagine the number of couples i saw out on christmas day! they were like, hugging, kissing, holding hands and stuff. i just thought it was kind of weird. i mean, is christmas supposed to hold some kind of special significance to couples?

christmas seem to be… just made high-classed. come to think of it, it’s supposed to be the birthday of jesus christ. which is not much different from like the chinese festival for like the jade emperor’s birthday, or deepavali or something.

what made christmas so special? commercialisation? oh wells. what made new year so special anyway.

oh, about the picture!

picture is gone!

i showed this to my sis, and surprisingly, she didn’t think it meant the same thing as i thought it did. basically, the girlfriend is sleeping. so the boyfriend is doing something. i wonder what. actually the picture was very clear, but the boyfriend’s head moved when i was taking the picture, so what he was doing looks quite unclear i think. oh wells.

that is just supposed to be entertainment for myself.

sometimes, i really wonder why there is a need for people to keep things to themselves when all they want to do is tell it to the person. no, not things that will embarrass themselves, but more like things they want other people to find out by themselves. what for?

wouldn’t things be much clearer?

wouldn’t there no longer be any misunderstandings?

but i guess, then we’ll all be robots.

soon, there will no longer be any emotions to speak about.

but is the basis of being human, emotions?

cause then,

we won’t be any different from animals (:

oh yeah, we aren’t.

red and white – only singapore

woah. has it been more than one week since i last blogged? sad case. this only goes to show that my blog was, is, will never be some kind of daily recording book. ah. but that kind of happened a few weeks ago, did it?

no, it didn’t! that was cause macs is special, so i wanted to record the first few days at macs as remembrance! just like how i’m re-reading all the entries now. actually i’m not re-reading on purpose, it’s just that i suddenly had the craving to look for the “numa numa” song i once put up on my blog. the one with the guy lip-syncing so perfectly! haha.

last few days have been quiet at macs even though it’s the christmas season. oh, i think i forgot to mention that i’m continuing to work at macs even though my attachment has ended. i’ll be working during jc as well, once a week i guess. i want to take it as a kind of break from studying once a week, like doing something different from what i would be doing during school time.

i know lots of people think that it’s weird that a rgs girl would want to work in macs.

i know lots of people think that macs is a last resort to many if you can’t find a job.

i know lots of people think that macs is only going to be a part-time job.

but the keyword here is “think”.

i believe that macs is really more than what everybody else thinks. you might claim that you know all there is to know about how macs works, but how can someone who does not belong profess to understand the dynamics and atmosphere in macs? if one is not part of the crew, one will never understand!

but i think i know myself pretty well. i get enthusiastic about things easily at the start, but it wears off soon. so i guess, for everything i do, as long as i don’t feel challenged anymore, i don’t tink i will continue doing it.

it’s practical, but who doesn’t live for oneself? i wouldn’t want to continue something that i’m already comfortable in, such that it becomes a routine. it would be too painful for me.

that said, i think macs poses more challenges than what someone who doesn’t belong would think. i think a service sector employment would bring new challenges everyday.

there’s still so much i can improve in, and i think being an rgs girl has nothing to do with anything. for one, i should really stop being impatient sometimes. i really have to learn to calm down. i know it’s wrong, but i just can’t help being impatient with the customers who really don’t know what they want, and can’t seem to converse at all.

i know. i know it’s totally wrong. i don’t show my impatience, but i just feel so guilty for even feeling the impatience. like, i’m supposed to be serving them! i shouldn’t feel that way if i want to be the best that i can be.

sigh. i wonder why people always assume that they know everything already. is there some kind of purpose to not opening your mind to other perspectives? in fact, opening your mind to perspectives that would be closer to the original truth?

is there a reason to holding on so tightly to what you think you know?

is there a reason to refusing to accept other’s point of views?

is there even a reason to reject another person who’s more knowing than you?

i think it’s a pride thing.

but then again, i believe we shouldn’t be swayed so easily.

but just,

stop thinking that one would know better as an outsider.

…

maybe i’m wrong.

in some cases, an outsider would actually know better.

but just for this time,

just for me,

indulge me.

let me believe that i know better,

cause i’m not the outsider.

did i just contradict myself?

gosh,

what’s new?

suhaimi, my cute crew leader, insists that i should credit him for teaching me the 6 foundations. so there, credited.

but just to put things into perspectives, i think he’s really a good crew leader. one who cares for his team. a different style of leadership i guess. i’m still really surprised at him wanting to teach basic english to some members of the crew. just didn’t see that coming!

on second thoughts, suhaimi’s form of caring would be hitting my head with the balloons a few thousand times today.

i learn a lot in macs. so yeah, i’m still enjoying it (:

fishing for icons

hah! i did counter for my entire shift today. happy happy. oh, and i tried the new rice burger at macs. it’s similar to the one at mos burgers, apparently. it’s already out at king albert park macs, the headquarters. but it’ll only be out on the 27th at tanglin mall. oh wells.

i shall refrain from giving any comments on the new burger, so as not to spoil the surprise, or should i say, uh, shock. haha!

went to the wep graduation party at kap macs and met many fellow macs workers! haha. everyone was very nice and i made a few new friends!

oh, and i found out that my bro was right, it’s very difficult for girls to say no to guys when they ask to exchange numbers. i would think that only a seasoned expert girl would be able to pull off a rejection successfully without hurting the guy?

i think these kind of seasoned expert girls… must be very rare indeed. hmm. i think i shall just leave this to the pretty girls to think about. oh, and there’s this girl from my school called chelsea who’s under the macs wep as well! even though she’s in the same year as me, i only got to know her today! gosh. and she’s really pretty. haha. and good figure too! pity i didn’t get her picture. oh wells.

i don’t think i should put it up on my blog anyway. the cyberworld is a dangerous place…

ah. 15 and 16 happened on the 18th December 2005. both on the same day. i made a new discovery on that day as well. one can actually dislocate one’s kneecap with the brace on. i’m like “wow!” – amazing. i never knew that.

that only confirmed one thing. my leg is getting worse. i dislocated right at the macs counter. fell to the ground holding a packet of medium fries. embarrassing. sigh.

oh wells. i told my dad about the life being unfair thing being positive thing. he didn’t agree with me, but he didn’t explain much. or maybe i didn’t understand much. or maybe i didn’t bother listening cause i was too persistent with my views.

he said, life being unfair is actually something that is an exception. most of the times, working hard will actually ensure better results. besides working hard, one must work efficiently. and before one can actually succeed, one must be smart and work hard.

which brings to mind… people being smart is actually not very fair to others anyway.

but then again.

i just realised that “fair” can have 2 meanings.

fair…

can be “equal”.

but

fair…

can be “random” too.

think about it.

pass

living the high life.

the fun they get.

the journey towards that.

why?

why,

when it’s not suited?

why want it?

why need it?

why have it?

… why,

envy it?

have you ever thought about all the people that you pass by each day, every single day, at the bus stops, trains, buses, cinemas, or the streets? i just think that it’s so… meaningless. passing all this people, never ever getting the chance to actually know these people. not that i want to or anything, but the passing by, and not noticing, brings out a sense of missing out.

just imagine, you just spent 1 minute of your time, waiting with a few people at the same place, waiting for the same thing. one common goal, i guess. but after that, we all conveniently forget about all these people. would one remember the stranger who was beside just this afternoon on the bus or mrt?

but just think about that proximity. people can be so close, but yet so far apart. not bothering, not remembering these people who seem to have nothing to do with us.

i think this thoroughly shows how practical people are. when there’s no purpose, why do it? if this stranger beside me would hardly serve me a single tiny purpose, (maybe besides letting me get off the bus), why would i bother to know or remember this person?

then again, this reminds me of how everyone says “there’s a purpose/reason for everything that happens”. is that true? are we supposed to take this literally? what’s the purpose in passing all these strangers? is the reason just cause the person was going to take the same bus or mrt as you? how weird a purpose that is.

obviously, we’re not going to remember everyone who passes us each day. i mean, that would be a lot of brain space wasted on people that we probably would not meet again, maybe unless it’s those who take like the exact same bus as you do everyday at the same time and stuff.

i just feel… it’s weird. people pass each other. they share a single moment of time and space, yet they will never remember or know each other. in fact, might they ever meet each other again, they will never know they have met before.

uncanny. maybe at a point in our lives, we would have met everyone at one time or another. okay, maybe not. that’s taking it a bit too far. but really, one might have met all of one’s friends way before the purpose of friendship was weighed out.

pass-

but we can’t not forget.

fickle-

flicker-

-gone.-

scaring the wits out of someone

(: i went to counter today!

and i fulfilled my life-long dream of being a cashier! (:

but macs counter is really different from those kind of scan and “beep” kind of cashier. i think it’s really freaky. there’s so many things to remember, so many things to take note of, so many things to learn.

i’m still unsuccessful at making the 50c cone. sigh.

a customer actually laughed at me today cause of the ice cream cone thing today! cause jacelyn, my trainer, shouted, “waste 1 ice cream cone!” to the kitchen so that it can be recorded. oh wells. the customer was kind of like my age, and before i started doing the ice cream cone, i did tell her that i’ve never succeeded in doing it though. maybe that’s why she laughed. oh wells.

but counter is still damn fun. i’ve yet to figure out the menu totally. it has so many icons that it made me really confused.

ah sigh. i need practice.

i went to my family chalet after work!

hmm. right, i just dislocated my kneecap yesterday, and i decided to play basketball today. actually it kind of started only between my cousin and i. and my cousin is only uh, primary 2? but i think he’s in his school’s basketball cca. so i decided that it would be no harm. and i like to play basketball anyway.

needless to say, i thrashed him. it was street basketball, so the hoop was lower, and my cousin is about like, 3/4 my height. oh gosh! first time i felt tall.

but i guess cause i’m naturally very competitive. i move a lot, jumping here and there, stealing his balls and stuff. but like in 100 jumps, i probably succeed like 1 time. haha! okay not really. with him, it was still quite good, cause he’s pretty thin and frail. i stole his ball most of the time.

ah. and then my other two cousins joined in. a girl and a boy. the girl’s like… 2m tall i think. okay, not that much. but still. and she’s younger than me! oh wells. the boy – primary 5. so anyway, he suggested boys against girls. haha! bad choice. we won like 24-3? haha!

okay, that must be the end of all the winning. cause this group of strangers decided to come and ask if they can join in. i wasn’t keen at first, but uh, i agreed.

and i only dislocated my kneecap just yesterday. so yes. they were all boys, and they were huge. like tall. like giant! okay, maybe 4 out of 5. but oh wells, all in the name of fun.

… and we were thrashed. right. and they were giving in to my primary 2 cousin. everyone took it well, but i thought they were being too condescending. like, what? they think he’s pathetic or something. sigh.

so after like a long “no-game-score” match, they suggested having mix teams, to make things more even. so yeah, after that we continued playing.

basketball is fun! oh, and i did move and jump around a lot, and this time, success rate was low. but still fun anyway.

anyone want to play basketball? ask me along! (:

especially since soccer is way out already.

sigh.

not that i’m good at soccer anyway.

14

that must be the number for a new dislocation today! haha. my dad was totally “i told you so.” damn. i feel so guilty for not wearing my knee brace and not listening to him. so he was right after all. but i just don’t like to wear my knee brace.

i dislocated during the charity event for the elderly, and they were exceptionally caring, probably because they suffer from joint problems like me. gosh, i’m actually getting old. and it really did hurt for only 10 seconds today! the start of getting used to knee dislocations. such a bad thing.

oh, at macs today, i finally moved out of the kitchen and went to the fries station. it’s not as easy as it seems okay! not the frying, but more like to box-ing of the fries. have to make sure that the fries are standing, and the yellow lines on the box are covered, cannot over-pack, cannot under-pack, must be neat and tidy. i’m so surprised. i thought fries would be easy. oh wells.

and the fries station is so damn hot. like, much hotter than the kitchen itself.

oh wells, i thought about something weird today.

a person’s hair,

as in hair on the head,

is actually quite a weird thing.

how come it’s weird when you have a lot of hair growing on your limbs,

but when it’s on your head,

even though it’s like much more,

it’s supposed to make you look good?

if you think carefully about it,

the hair on your head is actually the hair on your arm.

so calling someone “hairy” when the person has long and thick hair,

is actually no big deal right?

come to think of it,

it’s really kind of weird to have so much hair on your head.

oh wells.

i received 2 santarina’s caps today!

so cool.

i always wanted to wear one.

…

why is the world so unfair?

why does someone who tries so hard,

never ever gets something that they want,

but one who doesn’t care at all,

gets everything easily?

it just makes me feel uneasy.

why can’t work be proportionate to results?

…

but then again,

where’s the fun in that?

everyone will want to outdo one another in the “work” part,

cause results are guaranteed.

hm.

thinking about it,

the unfairness of this world can actually be considered a control.

something to make people stop,

and balance things out,

and then,

not take this life so seriously.

it might actually be something good. (:

i’m so sorry,

i really didn’t mean to play.

obviously you did mean to.

but i can’t afford to play.

how can i?