come to think of it, we really make a damn good pair

prawns

notice how Singapore is one of the few places who refer to prawns to loosely as to even call those small shrimps 'prawns'. probably the result of there being no distinction between the sizes of prawns in Mandarin, and then some champion just wanted to make his shrimps sound grander and thus i guess sell for higher price or something. see the capitalistic nature of chinese people?

anyway, this blog doesnt address tt. i went prawning for the first time the other day, and I just thought we all in the grander scheme of things seem to resemble this huge pond of prawns waiting to be baited up by this piece of meat that we place at the hooks. seems like this huge movie starring:

Us as: the prawns being farmed
the temptations of society: the little pieces of meat hooked on the hook
the addiction of those temptations: the hook

notice how when the prawns are being caught up, they dont seem to have a big reaction. its just very periodic that they have this huge jerk. they dont even struggle tt much when you remove their 'claws'. fresh water prawns have these mini lobster like claws that are very flexible and they claw you when you get near to them. notice how we sometimes arent even aware that we are hooked onto something. games, cigarettes, even somethings as subtle as make up.. etc. notice how there isnt a struggle to get out of those because we arent even aware in the first place tt we are 'hooked'. kinda shows how well those temptations conceal the hook when you first take the bite.

The 'Wrestler' in me

I see a wrestler in me. one that resembles the Mickey Rourke's character in the movie of the same name. I mean 'The Wrestler' in this case.

I see a wrestler in me who would continue to wrestle just because he is not good in anything else in life, other than the thing that he does best. and its self imposed.

I see a wrestler in me who might fall into the trap of being in the business of pursuing his selfish dreams that when he comes back to the people who'd matter, they're not there for him anymore.

I see a wrestler in me who thought that loneliness is something he could deal with but grow old to realise that he has screwed up on this aspect of the prediction and is simply going to be lonely.

I see a wrestler in me who is trying to act cool for no one but himself.

but what am i doing to not become like him? I really dont know. in fact, much as i see the bad effects and the very real portrayal in the show, this morbid side of me kinda wana trod to that ending.

revelations on diversity: celebrate diversity

another of those conflicting complaints in this world:

1. we complain about people are different from us being 'unacceptable', irritating, etc. fid it hard to be friends with them. 'they are just weird'. 'i dont understand how come they can think this way'.
2. we whine about not being able to differentiate ourselves coz our education streamlines us.

the conflict comes when we qn: do we want diversity? if i phrase my qn this way: i guess most higher education beings would say 'yes'! (another of those examples on how our education is streamlining us). but while we are all celebrating this diversity, can we really then accept this diversity? ie accept and celebrate that some of your friends will just be different from you. and I mean DIFFERENT.

the other side of the argument stems from: if we whine about people around us who are different, what do we want? that we become the same? I am looking at people who are different from me everyday and thinking: Thank God these people are different from me?! or rather that I am different from them! if not how I make an impression on people. if not how i differentiate myself from them? is there a need to differentiate? i guess no. not that I live it as like my only life goal: to be different. but i guess being different has many perks that comes as a result. once again qualifying that I do not deliberately take a different course just to get noticed. (altho i honestly sometimes do).

ok.... posting a post like this.... which category?

unveiling of old things

I thought there'd be a surge of emo blogs this CNY since a lot of memories/ emotioins comes with rearranging your room and then uncovering some things that has been lying ard for a while. And i thought CNY provides the chance for this since there's this thing called 'da sao chu' during CNY. didnt see many of those stuff. my family went thru 1 round of emotional cleaning this CNY. with shoutings on first day of CNY etc. but well. not me lah. i guess i act blur live longer.

uncovered a chinese essay that i wrote couple of years back. and first thing i was thinking: wow. my level of mandarin was pretty impressive. note WAS. but i guess i really understand now what is the value of penning down your thoughts. coz the value of reading it again in the future is simply priceless.