This is obscene.
I finally finished my book this afternoon, and headed off to bed.
I slept, and slept and slept.
I vaguely remember SBB called, but I have absolutely no idea what I said, replied, or whatever.
I just hope I didn’t make a fool outta myself in my delirious state.
I have a gift for sounding perfectly sober and awake when I am actually not.
Bad, bad, bad.
One other thing about me is, when I read messages that come in(yes, I do check my phone in the midst of my rest), I would register them, and delete them(!!!!).
Then, I would have total no recollection who the sender was, and thus, unable to reply.
Very bad.
I vaguely remember SBB called, only because I saw a received call on my phone, but was puzzled why he had called me on my handphone cos he would normally call my house phone first.
Then again, if I was THAT dead asleep, how did I manage to pick up my handphone cos it is just a tiny ‘beep’ without any ring tone?
Doesn’t quite make sense.
*Cues X-files tune*
I just can’t seem to remember.
Though I could recall I had 2 dreams. One is of the bloggers, another is of me knowing SBB for *gasp* 7 years.
Weird oh weird.
And in my trance state, I suddenly had this sentence popping up my head, I sat up, and went back to sleep again.
By the time I greeted my day, it was 2 am, 12 hours after I first slept.
2 in the middle of the night?!?!
Okay. That’s not the only thing.
Promise me you are still going to be my friend after this, alright?
-tiny voice- I had forgotten to shower yesterday.
Thus, first thing I did at 2 am, was to shower, and lather my hair in nice, sweet-smelling shampoo.
And it wasn’t the first time in this 3 weeks that I had forgotten to shower.
3rd, or 4th, maybe?
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is, so, very bad.
This is what happens when you stay at home a tad too much, and indulge in too much reading.
And yes, I am starting on my 3rd book for the week already.
How anti-social.
Good news though. I finally finished my video-editing, after the program crashed on me at least 10 times, and destroyed whatever I had done prior to that.
After redoing it for like 5 times, I finally managed to get everything together.
Phew.
I have to remind myself, that I would submit my PR application by the end of next week.
Oh, and purchase tickets for David T’s concert by next week too.
Oh, and get myself enrol for language courses.
Oh, and get myself enrol for courses that would legalise my attempts to kill the local pedestrians.
Oh, and get myself a new skirt and a new pair of boots.
Oh, and turn back my bodyclock to its normalcy.
Oh, and I have to get some work done with VampTreSS.
Oh, and taking care of Creamy.
Oh, and blog.
Oh, and finishing my newest read.
Um, yeah.
Oh, and sending out emails that had been long delayed.
Oh, the house chores, too.
Gee.
***
I had wanted to write something about being nice.
But somehow, blogger ate it up, and I couldn’t find the same thoughts flowing through again.
One of the most dangerous things in life, is people’s ‘niceness’.
I like nice people, but they are the most fickle-minded people around, somehow.
There will come a time, in a person’s life, that he decided that he shall be nice no more.
The day when he is wore down by the sinister world, and felt that he is being short-changed too much.
He felt there is a need to be consistent with the world.
He decided he shall retract his niceness, from those around him.
They don’t know why. All of sudden.
But he knows. He grew weary.
And he would turn nasty, when you least expected it.
Just like this *snaps finers*.
You don’t know why, you grew afraid.
You decided you shall not be nice too.
Vicious cycle.
Niceness, is most inconsistent with its stability.
Just a trigger.
I think, that’s why, I am always fearful when people are too nice.
Cos, I would always be guessing, when they will be retracting that niceness, and never return.
Or worse, turning the niceness into the sharpest sword ever, plunging into your back with full force.
Deep.
Very deep.
Scarlet blood seeps.
And you will never know what hit you, cos the only thing that you would see, is the blunt of the sword, sticking out of your chest, after its slick path through your heart.
oh i know what u mean bout being nice.
i’m guilty.
not so long ago, i stopped being nice to this person…and i went out of my way to be nasty…just becos i felt she wasn’t due any niceness considering the circumstances.
i feel bad about it now. but am not nice no more. or at least, am not making any conscious effort to be nice.
And, you have to remember to turn up for my baby girl full month celebration next Sun (13th Nov)from 2-6pm
glad to see things are looking up for you…
David Tao? never heard of him or any of his songs – aaiya, have to wait till i get to SG or MY to check out these artists – life sucks…
it is cruel world… the point is to accept it – as we can’t change it but, we can try and be nice and smart enough to know and anticipate others at the same time – easy said than done. it is hard no doubt… being bad is just an easy way out…
Ting, as always love hearing and knowing your perspective. You raised a great point about being nice. I think your observations are correct for the world. I have seen people who commit themselves to God and following Christ not lose that niceness. I think when you focus your niceness on the return of niceness by people and this world it will weigh you down. But if your focus of niceness is that of a servant trying to please his master and creater, your perpective is changed and being nice is for the sake of loving people.
I always remind my Christian friends when they feel that way to not lose hope and to really search why they feel beaten down by the world.
Thanks as always for making me think…. keep sharing your wonderful mind as always. You do it so well, what a gift.
my my, aren’t we being poetic today!
i dont know anything!
i only know ting is uberly NICE!
perhaps nice people stop being nice because they have been hurt once too many times.
i don’t think i am as nice as i was last time. it’s sad but guess it’s kinda a self-protection kind of thing.
Illicitus: Sometimes, it is not just to one person, but to the world in general. I know how it could possibly be applicable to one individual, cos I had done it once too many times haha.
But yeah, I realise I am always stuck in a struggle. not sure which side I should be. nice, or mean.
But I realise, there are many a times, the people whom we deem mean, do have a very nice side to them, thus prompted the entry. They are nice, but just refuse to admit it.
Elyn: And yes, definitely. If you need help earlier to prepare the stuff, i will b there
Ramesh: Things are alright. Just alright.
I don’t think you would unless you listen to mandarin pop.
Fred: Let’s put religion aside(not that it is not important), but I met many Christian who are trying to be nice to please the master, but not genuinely doing it from the heart.
Yet again, some non-believers are just so awesomely brilliant that… you wonder how they have so much love in them.
And as i said, it is prompted by people whom i didnt think are nice, and slowly shedding their tough exterior to show how nice they could be.
how refreshing.
Wongcheok: yo heineken boy… I am always poetic
*cough* ya, right.
April: You are deluded, sweets. We will end up pouring praises at each other that people will end up we are being hypocritical and just wanna fish for mutual compliments! hahaha.
starmist: Exactly.
I don’t think I am ever nice.
And i m just becoming meaner than ever.
Then again, niceness is subjective eh?
Definitely is a self defense mechanism.
Ting, you are right. One of the flaws about Christianity are the Christians.. we are all flawed sinners.
LOL!
But I agree.. it makes a difference to know someone’s heart.. and if they truly are nice because it is who they are it is awesome.