The Rejection Bacteria.
I've had enough of people ranting on and on about the camera-less iPhone. To be honest I never had much love for Apple products, but I'm not going to condemn anyone simply because he is an Apple consumer.But there must be a line to draw.somewhere. "A new product" simply isn't the best reason to suck Apple's dick. Being the first few of your friends to get an Apple product also doesn't show much about your person. What, you managed to catch up with "fashion"? Please get over yourself.
This is why I hate Facebook. Whenever there's a new Apple product to be launched, people almost clamber for Apple's attention. Like the camera-less iPhone. You pay around $50 more for less features, like no camera, no 3G phone call or "Facetime" or whatever fuck shit they call it. You're paying more for less...so just fucking give it up lah. Must you use an Apple product for the remaining 13 months of your NS life? What happens after these 13 months? Are you suddenly going to go "OH SHIT I AM SO STUPID"?
Humans don't need foreskin, but we must have foresight. We cannot be so myopic as to decide on a watered down version of something just because it's a brand we want. What's up with everyone and touch screens anyway? I prefer to type without looking at the screen, thanks.
Besides, if you really want an iPhone without a camera, all you need to be is resourceful. There are ways to make an iTouch a phone. I'm not going to find out for you if you're an Apple freak, because I frown upon hip NS phones.
Stop being stupid. Ignorance is one thing, stupidity is another, and I consider the practice of paying more for very stupid.
No wait, this isn't even a matter of intelligence, because even stupid people won't do this. This is a matter of common sense.
Sometimes, I just want to kill everyone.
My parents had a class gathering (from their secondary school) last Sunday, and my sis and I were caught in a rather uninteresting environment. The TV was showing some movie titled "The Last Song", starring a pair of teenagers making out whenever they could (which is whenever their parents weren't looking), at the shed, on the beach, in the car, mud wrestling, and then making out all over again.
I don't know who in the right mind would direct this movie and who in their right mind would want to act in such a brainless movie. It was so mindless my sis decided to take it upon herself to relieve everyone of their boredom by flipping through channels.
We settled on Godzilla.
Isn't it quite cool that my parents are still in relatively close contact with their secondary school friends? I find it amazing. I'm never good with connections and maintaining relations, partly because I suck at initiating conversations and partly because I'm quite a sociopath and shun everything popular. So yea.
But isn't it quite scary too? Seeing everyone you've been on the same level with soar to greater heights while you seemingly aren't improving at all? That your children will be used as a gauge of your success in parenting? That everything you do or say might invite envy or condescension from the eyes of others? That everything about you might be judged?
What about parenting? Having kids is the most stressful commitment one can engage in. You can get divorced from a marriage. Being a parent is different though. Let's face it, the verity of your marriage certificate can be changed, but the name of your child's parents will not.
It's a lifelong commitment, and you can never be sure that your child turns out the way you want him to. You want to induce growth, but you don't want him to lean towards a certain area because of an invisible parental force. You want him to grow up in a positive environment, but you don't want to spoil him. You want him to listen to your instructions but you want him to have his own mind. You want him to grow up but you want him to listen to you. You want to cede control of his life to him, but you don't.
Aren't they stressful?
And of course, you want to show off the fruits of your labour. You want friends and relatives to realize that your children are awesome, polite, and whatever. You want them to be impressed by your ability to rear kids.
But you don't want to make your children feel like they're your trophies, that they are your bragging rights, your trump card over the high-flyers you have for friends.
How do we deal with all these?
Fortunately, I won't have to, at least not for the time being. I'm not attached and I realized..that I'm not really looking either. I find flaws in girls so easily, I wonder if there's something subconsciously saying "NO" to every girl that presents herself to me.
I think this comic is true for a lot of guys that I know. Probably not so true for me, but sometimes my balls shrink too. But whatever. I mean, we live only once. So why bother making yourself feel terrible? I mean, why stop yourself from enjoying your life or trying your luck with any girl you have the opportunity to flirt with? Energy is meant to be spent, not stored and slept away.
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We should take things one step at a time. I should get attached first before I start thinking of the kids. Get my point about me being a man of too much foresight now?
-- 2/01/2012 12:46:00 AM