bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Wednesday, September 20
The Show is over.
i wanted better, dont we all?
'at least i tried'
'it's not as if i didnt try'
all the claims at trying is getting to me - makes me boil, makes the weariness that radiate from every single bone intensify. what is the difference between that and i give up. it is so annoying because i am guilty too.
was reading some report about the IMF in the newpaper. seems like some delegates are thinking that singapore is too perfect. no litter whatsoever. nice people, good service (on and on and on) when someone found two plastic bags on the street, wow singapore is a country too! outsiders do not see everything. in fact, what they see has been screened through millions of times, checked and re-checked. just so that a good impression is left. how different are we? so what if we can sprout verses. or stay principled in certain situations. so what if we seem modest, seem to have our priorities right. perhaps the thought that we're better than most is fuelling the collection of rot within our ribcages. outsiders dont look into the mind, they only hear words. outsiders dont look into the heart, they only see actions. just like outsiders dont go to the canal to see the periodic accumulation of rubbish. disgusting rubbish.
goodbye
9:01 PM