Monday, September 14, 2009
Yes
Could not have asked for a better release date for a movie i've been dying to watch all year. Zooey Deschanel's getting married to Ben Gibbard okkkkkk. A cute girl like her getting married to a death cab for cutie. Indie cuteness overload. Morrissey and The Smiths alike did had something to do with me and Nini. So a movie of such musical reference (Zooey cooing There Is A Light That Never Goes Out in the lift with Joseph just did it for me) is a must watch with her. I can't wait. Like seriously.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Now
The people who made the 2 years of National Service sane. Even sane seems to be an understatement. Crazy to think on how we stuck together through the good and bad times either in camp or jungles doing god knows what. Kind of miss cooking maggi with them at the back of the workshop at 8am, 10am and 3pm. Yes, we were such poor and hungry boys to the point our staff sergeant bought us numerous packets of maggi curry upon seeing our plight. Then by default, we had to cook for him too.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Matter
Recent conversations with Nini and other people about life and where are we heading to in the future seems like a scary place to be. Some of the acquaintances we know are engaged, married, own a house to their names and already having children. Which amazes me and Nini the amount of dedication and sacrifice they have to achieve their goals. In simple malay lingo, it's plainly said as "antara nak atau tak nak ajer". I won't lie to say that the pressure isn't affecting me but it is. I'm no longer 18 and anyone who still think they are but their legal age proves otherwise should take a hike. Not everything in this world is all rainbows and unicorns.
Having been working for 2 years now, it's quite a harsh reality to see what you earn monthly could be gone in a matter of days. Having that eager excitement to draw out money from the ATM every certain date of the month and seeing what's left in the end is quite depressing. But as always, after thinking it through on where the money went, i can't really complain. For knowing where the money flowed to from the transactions i've made, are more towards financial responsibilities which i won't mention. Asking parents for support at my age now is not an option. It's plain to see that parents could only bear with you financially to a certain stage in life and the rest is really just up to you. Seeing my mum waking up every morning saying she's tired to go to work or my dad having to work the morning shift and flagging a cab at 4.30am just pains me. Here i am working for only 2 years thus far and my parents have been working for 30 years, i'm nowhere near what they have experienced with all the hardships they went through in the early years as a newly wed couple to those years of raising me.
Life is hard unless you're Paris Hilton. I ain't no Hilton. Just some regular guy working day in and out slogging overtime need be, to sustain the plans and dreams i have not only with Nini, but my parents too. No doubt some bickering would occur along the way be it regarding work schedules etc, it's the bigger picture we're facing in the end. I can't have a much bigger disdain for having a "see how it goes" attitude without doing something concrete. Which of course would turn out to be nothing. Life ain't gonna work for you. You have to work for life. If you do just that, that rainbow or unicorn in the end might exist after all.
Oh, 32 baybeh.
