Wednesday, March 31, 2010 21:28
There's nothing wrong with evangelizing.
If you just know your limits.So today was an ordinary lab day for us, and we were at the ordinary science canteen with some ordinary food as lunch. As we were all deeply engrossed in our ordinary lame chats over the lunch table suddenly a saintly looking (I said
saintly because she did looked pleasant like an angel) girl just appeared somehow, with an oh-so-warmly smile and said:
"Hi! (Placed four highlighters on our table) This is to let you know you are
blessed. (Inserts warm friendly smile again) We are from Campus C_____e, and our website is on the highlighters if you are interested in knowing more about us. (Ends with a bright brilliant flashy smile)"
I know some, if not most of you, will think of me narrating the above paragraph and when you do, you're bound to picture me doing that with hell lot of sarcasm. I don't blame you, because when I re-tell stories I usually do it in a cynical way.
But for all that's worth, I actually meant all the words I wrote in brackets, literally. Me at that point in time, knew for once it was part of their evangelism devotions and there was NOTHING wrong with showing people the magnificence of your religion - they call it 'Good News' for a reason.
Good News also to the five of us, since we each got ourselves a free highlighter. Yay.
Then, little did we know, one of the evangelists (that's what they were, right?) approached a table of girls of a
certain known religion. The thing is, these girls belong to a religious group which is known for being strict. Not to mention, people in that religion are supposed to be in it for life - conversion from it is highly improbable. In a multiracial and multicultural society we respect everybody's devotion to his or her beliefs. It means that while we tolerate evangelistic actions we also have lines which no one should ever cross. By living in this society for thus long we should already know that a
certain religion sees conversion away as possible betrayal or something (correct me if I'm wrong).
So then why offer highlighters when this gesture could imply offense to the others?
Honestly, for an evangelist at work he or she should first be sensitive. Sensitive to people's feelings, to people's different needs, and most importantly, to the unspoken rules in the society. Not being able to do these makes one a total failure as a member of any society, much less an evangelist.
Thursday, March 25, 2010 18:15
I think I might just have landed myself with the best boyfriend ever.
Notice I did not
bold nor
italic the 'best', so you can pretty much assume I meant literally what I just said.
Okay, so the normal superficial Anne Sally or Cindy probably retorts "he isn't even the most handsome the strongest the tallest and most certainly not the richest, and you're calling him the
best boyfriend
ever?" Which, in my very humble opinion, is as superficial as you can get.
So what if my boyfriend isn't the tallest or the richest or the most handsome? Mind you, rich, handsome and available is a combination you can NEVER find in the same package. Therefore you pretty much have to pick some and forgo the rest.
And I picked...
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ACCOMMODATING
Girls will understand how essential an accommodating boyfriend is at some point in time. Being girls we are particularly vulnerable to
some certain hormonal influences and I am not saying this to justify extreme temperaments. We have mood swings, be it hormonal or not; but the very anatomy we girls are living in, is going to make periodic mood swings even more difficult to control. (I really sound like I'm desperately trying to justify bad temperaments, don't I?) So in this aspect, a boyfriend who can take your shits and not lashing them back at you (seriously, I must be watching too much of Grey's Anatomy) is but highly appreciated.
Fortunately and coincidentally, such is the boy I am seeing now.
I hate Anat to the core alright, and so does everybody. But time and time again there is always this guy beside me, whispering into my ears to just try and be patient.
Then I got so demoralized by Geog (I am sure you are already aware of it), but there was this voice that made me see the blessings in disguise.
I am not the only one with a busy schedule, yet there's always this someone who made me sit with him every weekend to go through things in 2132.
And the guy who did everything, he has not even complained. Yet me, the ultimate beneficiary of these acts of generosity, throw tantrums periodically if not all the time.
He sees the best in everything but in his image I come to realize all my inadequacy, imperfections and how small I am as a character, and how much I need to improve as a person. And it so happens he is my walking template for me to learn.
So, he
IS the best boyfriend ever, right!
P.S. Goodness I sound like I'm crazily in love :D
Thursday, March 18, 2010 19:08
I went to sleep before 12 last night.
At 2am, I was still nowhere near Lalaland, simply because the pain in both the throat and the head were preventing me from meeting Uncle Zhou.
At 5am, I found myself curled up in a fetal position. I guess deep down we find most comfort and feel safest in our mothers' wombs.
0730hr: Alas! My Rabbit called me on my handphone. I was, of course, not the least interested in going for lecture with a mad throbbing head.
I WAS SICK (still am) AND DOWN WITH FEVER, HEADACHE AND OF COURSE SORE THROAT.
If I had known this was gonna come, I wouldn't have painted my nails
this prettily last night:
I would have, instead, done my lab report, for instance.
But it's alright, I'm back alive and kicking (with some butterflies in the stomach but still, okay). I was thinking of indulging myself a little by visiting some makeup sites and to my delight I saw this:
O-M-G, the colour is mad pretty or what! It may look like black but it's actually some dark greyish green. Normally I wouldn't fancy anything green, but this is surely an exception. Then again, Mac is selling it at SGD19 a bottle -
grossly overpriced. So I guess some things are only meant to look at but not to own.
In any case, the queue was super long and the wait was agonizing at UHC. It's the flu season again and many people are down with it.
Don't get sick anymore!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010 00:00
Those of you who know, I spent a whooping SGD969 at ITFair 2010 this time. (Actually it's 18 dollars more since I got a cute laptop case for both my Rabbit and I)
And OH BOY it sure does feel thrilling to be blogging from a new laptop. Tapping on a whole new keyboard (with keyboard protector), looking into a whole new 14" WIDESCREEN which I never had the luxury of enjoying in the past, and working on an OS that is waaaaaaaaay quicker than what I used to have.
When I just finished typing the last paragraph my Rabbit called to tell me his cousin is gonna be in labour soon. OH-MY-GOD can you imagine someone telling you another life is on its (in this case, her) way here?
I don't exactly know how to tell you this but, it felt magical at that instant.
To me it shed some light on how expecting mothers feel during the course of their pregnancy. I mean I already feel so much thrill knowing a new life is on its way, how else would these mothers feel to be cradling their little ones inside their bodies?
Life is amazing. Now I see it.
Monday, March 08, 2010 18:14
This week has been most awful. For one, nothing seemed to go in the way I want them to be.
It doesn't help when the heat wave is here and it boils my every drop of blood, making me one very volatile person. Literally.
And nothing is fine academically. Oh doesn't help either that I'm delving into escapism instead of tunneling through the problems.
Have I reached the bottleneck already?
Wednesday, March 03, 2010 19:55
-The following post IS emo, full of negativities, blablabla-
If you choose to read on, DON'T COMMENT.My intuitions were right when I first felt the strong apprehension towards knowing my mid term result for geog, and my decision to not let them tell me about it on the day I had two more midterms was probably the best ever made. Because when I saw my paper this morning, I was quite devastated.
It is a module I have most respect for. I sincerely thought it would be my saving grace this semester.
Sometimes it's not about being kiasu and keep comparing yourself against others. No, I do not feel any happier to be doing better than any Tom, Dick or Harry. Nor do I feel any more triumphant when I am 0.5 higher than so and so. But it is about positioning yourself in the cohort, and gauging roughly where you stand. I don't ask for the best or second best - if you position me somewhere near the 75th percentile, I'd be pleased (coz it's a B+).
But looking at the
just-made-it type of passing grade AND knowing the overwhelmingly many mark-intervals between me and the highest score, the only possibility that I can ever be anywhere near the 75th percentile is, of course, if 75 percent of the cohort fall below me. Which, given the mean and median of the paper, is a terribly unlikely occurrence.
To reiterate, this was the module I had (yes, past tense, for I no longer find it likeable anymore) more respect for. Also, this was the module I sacrificed my CNY enjoyments for. And enjoyed reading so much that I spent days reading everything all over again.
I am not the least joking.
It really makes me wonder if this is the best I can ever do. Ask me if I have done my best, yes I have. But THIS, is BEST ?! If this is the best I can ever do, then all those studying have all gone to waste haven't they. Instead of cooping myself up in the house trying to make sure I remember everything (which was all committed to memory already), time could have been more meaningfully spent on things like, say, better manicure skills or coming up with a new hair-do or make-up - things that make me
happy.
I mean if additional effort doesn't fetch me any better result at all, AT ALL, then at the very least I can be
happy.
Never will I believe anything anybody tells me about any module anymore. NEVER.
