Cat High guy gives up his seat?
Let's talk about countdowns.
Counting down is a form of hope. Like, counting down to the end of the O's. Or counting down the number of days before you become a father. Or counting down to the day you get married.
Such stuff are reflections of hope, the optimism that you'd get there in the end.
I kayak with my ah-bang adeks last time, rather often. I'm not exactly physically fit, and I can lag quite a lot even though I'm supposed to be a 2-star kayaker.
There would be times when I feel like giving up, when I feel that I don't want to paddle anymore. Those are dark times. Sobs.
Then I'd think about the end. I'd think about getting back to CSSC. I forgot liao, maybe that's the Sec2 camp venue, I can't really remember. But whatever the case, I'd visualize myself taking a shower and getting home and sleeping the day off after getting back to the CSSC.
Then I'd be able to pull through. Sort of.
I guess that's a form of counting down. It's like, you're promising yourself something, that you can achieve something. I think everyone can relate to this.
There's something about 'Begin with the end in mind'. Some step to becoming a successful human being. But whatever the case, whatever. No one really cares about how it came about, everyone only bothers with whether it works or not.
So I can conclude that counting down is a form of hope? A form of desperation for something to be over and done with?
Yet it can also be a rather pessimistic way of viewing things. I know of people who did counting down to the start of teh(sic, though I never really understood what they meant by 'sic', but OK) big O's, and they all turned up rather stressed out. It's an eventuality, it's an impending disaster, but counting down doesn't change it. So why bother counting down to the bad stuff?
It's a form of resignation for doom. As normal human beings, we should just live our lives in content and not bother about those shit. I mean, there's nothing much we can do about, say, the date the O's start. Yet people do it all the same. No one really bothers, no one really knows why, but such stuff just happens.
Well, why bother counting down at all? I mean, there's seriously no point.
That's one human mentality that humans can't change.
And here's another:
Credit to John Lau for, um, sharing with me this amusing STOMP! shit.
Well, you should watch the video to get the iFea of what I'm going to debunk, but if you can't be bothered, like most of the people who reads my blog, here's a summary of what was posted:
There's this person taking a video on the MRT, and after awhile, there's this random Cat High guy wearing his PE shirt standing and giving out his seat to an old lady.
Can anyone see what's weird about how the video came about?
I mean, who would have his/her camera taking a video on the MRT for no apparent fucking reason?
Well, I concluded that the person was trying to take a video of an upskirt possibility(there was this random white-short-skirt-ed woman), and failed but managed to get the Cat High guy's 'selfless act'.
If I were more cynical I'd think that this whole entire thing is a set-up, simply because no one in his/her right mind would have his/her camera zooming into a bunch of people in the MRT for no reason. So I'd conclude that the guy who gave up his seat was being a hypocrite and a bloody actor.
Let's not be cynical.
Having done the History Elective paper(which sucked), let's question the reliability of the source. There really isn't a credible account as to why the video was taken, so I'd presume that Shit happened, and the whole thing was a drama.
Shit I forgot how to do SBQs. Die. Still got SS. Zomg.
Oh yea, I have yet to link back to the topic. Ah, human mentality.
Taking pictures and videos just because they can, of anything good or bad. I find it weird. It's almost as if pictorial representations are the only truths in the world.
Take, for example, this:
Yea you'd get the point.
I can't carry on without contradicting myself, because I don't really have a stand for this, but seeing how things go, it won't be too long before everyone is pixellized and stored in memory cards or computers, and not etched in the brains of someone.
I'd find humankind a total flop, and all the technological advances as catalysts to the death of civilization.
Well, here's some lyrics of a song I quite like:
有些人经过我身旁 住在我脑中 在我心里钻洞
有些人变成相片 堆在角落 灰尘像雪一般冰冻
Well, that song was from Mayday, 一颗苹果.
I think that pictures can never replace the memories of anyone.
I think that you share the same sentiments as me.
But we all know that sometimes only a picture can trigger our memories. It's sad that we cannot rely on the gifts Mother Nature endowed us with(which is the brain), but that we have to resort to stuff like photographs to remember a person by.
That's one of the many reasons why I don't like taking photographs. I don't see a point. I'd rather not be in the picture if the person reminiscing the good old days doesn't remember me. Refer to lyrics.
I'd rather be missing in the pictures, make my friends try to recollect stuff like 'Who's that idiot who always makes noise..I forgot, why isn't he in this picture?' Stuff like that.
I think that that'd be more fun than being just there for all to see.
Yet being in the picture means being part of the big family. Stuff like that. I don't even think I'm making sense zomg someone save me from the O's.
Shit. I keep blogging shit stuff. I don't even know what I'm trying to say. =.=
Multiple mind-blowing Orgasms, my mind and body can't take it anymore. Ahh.
-- 10/27/2008 12:27:00 PM
