Monday, June 17, 2013

I think in my past life, I was either a courtesan / concubine because my favourite sitting position is like the one depicted below:


Shows how lazy my bones are.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

I think people should stop telling me that I'm smart, for I've done more than my fair share of foolish things. Some people are just not destined to be brilliant forever and become mediocre when they grow up. Doesn't help that I feel perpetually emasculated. Having to live up to expectations is draining and unduly causes stress. 

I don't want "he was smart" to be engraved on my tombstone.  There's definitely something else that I can be remembered for. 

Friday, June 7, 2013

A P1 kid at the tuition centre where I am working at complimented that I was handsome.
That's not making me change my general negative opinion of kids, even though I might have been a major brat when I was young.

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

I overheard during work today that in some schools, the average mark of the cohort for Primary School Science or Math is in the 60s to 70s range, which is undoubtedly depressing to the child. Some schools set their papers ridiculously hard that there's not much point doing them in preparation for what is to come. I think some people derive a sick joy from making children unduly stressed. Although I don't like children in general, I am not that cruel to that extent.

Monday, June 3, 2013

Working after leading a pseudo-tai tai life for 3 months is tiring.

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

I shouldn't be relating to Fantine so much.
I am neither poor nor destitute.

Monday, May 27, 2013

I don't really like to attend people's parties because I'm not an entirely sociable person. Inviting people from different social groups to a party can result in quite an awkward atmosphere, especially when the "party area" in question is small and confined. Moreover, being such a cheapskate, and a not very thoughtful person, I will never know what to get the person unless he/she spells it out explicitly. I mean, I don't even know what I want, how would I even know what you want? 

With me bashing parties so much, you can tell I won't have one for my 21st. Setting the logistics and all can be such a hassle. I should not have to see to everyone being attended on a day that's supposed to be about me, even though it sounds extremely self-centered. Simple dinners will suffice. 

So what do I want for my birthday? 

It's to be happy.