a list of WHYs, WHYs and even more WHYs
(actually I am equally clueless)
-why does kindness not beget kindness
-why are some people still alive when they should have been hung, drawn and quartered like eons ago
-why are dancers mystifying
-why do women normally choose the hard way out of things
-why does the toast land buttered side down
-why does MOS continue to frustrate me time and time again
-why am I spending more money than i can earn
-why are there freeloading friends
-why does our public transport system suck
-why do good guys always finish last
-why do good things have to come to an end
-why do people change or metamorphosize into monsters
-why am I not half the man i used to be
-why are we nothing more than just wretched souls in this cruel existence
-why does poetry keep me sane
-why do we have to be slaves to money
-why are we aging faster than a speeding bullet
-why are there people trying so hard to become someone they very obviously are not
-why do I hate myself for being weak
-why does technology hate me now
-why did my handphone die when I needed it most
-why do old angmoh men continue to delude themselves that they can dance
-why do I keep running into people whom I particularly detest
-why didn't Adam & Eve eat the snake as well when it told them about the fruit
-why are the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer
-why do I always go for girls whom I know are far superior to me in status
-why am I spending money to see myself suffer
-why am I still on blogger when I should be moving to livejournal
-why did she have to go
-why does cedric suck
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i was tearing through my archives. and i saw this.
"Ced, do you love me because I'm beautiful or am i beautiful because you love me?"
and this...(Valentine's Day 2007, i reflected on the Valentine's of 2 years before after a bad break-up)
first the perfume at the bus stop. it was rather uncertain, but you still smiled, that smile lit up every single morning of mine. you never knew that, or did you? i couldn't walk you up as I was rushing to board the bus to travel 1hr 30 mins down to school. but tried to recompense by promising to call later at night. I didn't. I'm sorry. Must have felt really empty at school amidst all the couples. I felt it and was powerless. I knew you were hurt. It pricked me.
a year passed and the big day was around the corner again. i remembered this day for the bouquet of flowers. i woke up early, ponned school, surprised you with the bouquet, then walked you to school. your bemused reaction followed by the 'awwwwwwwwww' drew a wide beam on my face. i must have looked like an idiot grinning from side to side. your friends were there, you didn't seem to be bothered by their jibes. yes, 5 red and 1 pink. i remembered. its what every lady deserved on V-Day and especially such a beautiful one shouldn't be caught dead in school without the saccharine accompaniment of roses, i said. you said it was corny.
4:10 PM