Thursday, October 27, 2011
Life, it seems, is all about perception. It's the reason why we have phrases like "One man's trash is another man's treasure" and "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder".
Did you know plumpness used to be revered centuries ago? (Not obesity, I mean being plump.) It's the reason why Disney's Snow White has a fuller and rounder figure. Such a figure back in the days was considered attractive. It is also why she has a cropped and curled hairdo. Time has changed the standards of beauty. Today, a svelte figure is highly desired. It's the reason why the later Disney Princesses have a slim body and long blonde hair.
Life, it seems, is all about the in-between. Very few things are in
the extreme zone. Very few things are perfect or rotten to the core and
unrepairable and useless.
Being a good person is hard, so hard, because it means attaining balance. And it's hard to do because you don't know when you're at the right place, you don't know when you're falling off the scales.
They say being kind is never wrong. But when you're too nice, you get taken advantage of, and then people go about saying how your kindness is your weakness. They say being truthful is good, but when you tell a hurtful truth, people go about saying how you're too direct. Where to draw the line? Where to draw the line?
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Gracomm threatened my sanity today. Choy Kok Kee was 15 minutes late for our tutorial class and another 15 minutes in, my head felt like it had been bludgeoned ten times over and more. Give me Photoshop over Illustrator anytime, really.
I don't know if it's because of the lack of sleep or whatever-it-is, but I've been pretty snappy and irritable these days.
I cannot, cannot, CANNOT stand how whiny and kanjiong some people are. I'm trying to bear with it. I am I am I am.
School is so boring (in terms of things that are happening) that I hardly have anything to blog about. How I miss Fuhua, how something would happen everyday, how Kenny and Cheeyuan and Javan and Lizheng and the like would do stupid things. Everything was almost methodical... And the familiarity of it all is absolutely comforting. I suppose it's one of those things you realise only after you've been graduated and start flopping about like a fish out of water.
Having a sore throat now. Should not have ate that pack of Hot & Spicy Chipsters and drank that mug of Milo and slept at 1 AM last night.
Nothing feels absolute.
Bye. I will blog when the words flow out better. All my sentences seem so stilted and ungraceful today.
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