[the voice within]

Je me presse de rire de tout, de peur d'ĂȘtre obligĂ© d'en pleurer. -Pierre Augustin Caron de Beaumarchais

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Should I really be unhappy?

Lately, that's a question that I've been pondering about - one reason which has kept me from blogging here, 'cause I don't want to talk crap here and sound stupid or anything.

Am I really unhappy? Do I even have the right to declare myself unhappy? Especially when my problems seem so trite in comparison to others?

Yes, shit happens. That's a universal fact. It's even in accordance to Murphy's Law! A law, no less! Just like how I was sent out of class (!!) the other day for not doing my transport in mammals review. Aside the humiliation of having to walk out of the laboratory with my notes and pencil case in hand, I think it spoke more about how responsible I am. That really spoilt my day...even though I was too proud to admit it to Tiffany when she asked me why I said "monday really sucks". As if that needed explanation in the first place, lol.

Digressed again. Same ol' me. Point being, this "shit" that happens isn't anything that is causing me extreme pain or agony, not exerting much stress on me...and yet I enjoy whining about it? Each time I whine, it's one of those "hey, I shouldn't be saying that" moments. Things you regret saying the moment you say them. Really. Yes, given that such reminders should help theoretically and that the number of times I use the word "shit" should diminish at an exponential rate (shit, I didn't do my tutorials. Shit, we have PE tomorrow. Shit...oh bother!), but it's not really helping as much as I thought it be. I just end up being a grumpy ol' bugger, whinging away. ARGH. I need someone to stop me. Punish me or something. Negative reinforcement seems to work for me. Cue Skinner.

I like what I'm doing. I enjoy singing, though not exactly the hours. I enjoy my subjects. Even maths is showing signs of "do-ability"! I'm curious about things happening around me. I love the way I'm thinking more maturely now...even though my GP grades are still faaaaar from stellar. I'm doing S papers that I like. I have time to practise on the piano, though I totally suck balls at it. Mozart rolls in his grave as I play his sonatas, I assure you. I'm even going to learn how to play tennis, at long last! So much to be thankful for, even amidst the "shit" that piles up from time to time. Yes, it's a good day.

My school is full of peculiarities, some of which never fail to amaze me. Just yesterday, we had "Yoghurt Day", whatever its significance is. Halfway through econs tutorial while our class was engaging in -relatively- active discussion about how governments can seek to increase invesment (oooooo! i hear non-econs people going wow already. heh.) in a country, Mr PPC (another econs allusion, all you non-econs people!) annouced over the PA system that all CT reps were to assemble in the General Office at once. Like hello??? There are 50 of them I think, all trying to squeeze into that miserable General Office? Even my tutor was amused! And when kaiqian came back with a box of yoghurt, you can tell that half the class was suspecting that it was a sinister ploy to get rid of yoghurt that is about to expire by feeding it to hapless students like us. Evil, evil, evil. Ha. Just kidding. I drank the yoghurt anyway. It didn't come with a spoon.

The chairs in the cafe (which happens to be called "Good News" cafe. very paradoxical, given the prices of the food and the rather run down state of the cafe...) are rotten. Broken arm rests and even an unstable seat! SHEESH. I can't believe students, who can do advanced integration and organic chemistry, can't even take care of CHAIRS. We're not even talking about pet hamsters who die mysterious deaths. Just non-living, stationary, hardly attractive...well, chairs. How befuddling. And there's the broken taps as well. As in, sinks that break along with the taps. Our school should come up with a tabloid paper for such stuff.

"Sink in boys toilet break again."

In view of how frequent this could occur, I don't even think it'll make the headlines.

Yay! My group for Youth for Causes is off to a good start. Hope we'll get shortlisted for the project.

MP attachment thing is pending. I have no idea whether I'm selected or not. Chances are, it's the latter case. Shit happens, shit happens.

Managed to complete (or so I presume, considering the BLANKS. oh darn the blanks.) S maths tutorial today! One down.

1 Comments:

At 8:46 PM, Blogger Edmund said...

heyz!

dun need to always feel the need to refrain and restrain urself from whining or complaining coz it's really part and parcel of life, as long as u dun brood over it and u can get over it, then i guess it's actually fine!! really :)

as in, comparing to how bad other ppl's situation are is one way to help u move on from ur 'shit' but, tt doesnt mean tt u cant feel tt wat u are going thru is really hellish, or well, sth milder lah..

yepz really really.. :) so dun worry too much abt stuff yeah?? dun always be so rational laah!! ur heart yearns for ur attention!! just look at the rate it is beating ;) hehzzz..

 

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