Complicating Simplicity

I seem to have this uncanny ability to make things complicated. At least I think I do. Or don't I. I dont know.

Been on the topic of love recently. And yours truly truly wonder what is love? Im either too dumb for all the profound cut and paste email definitions on love or I don't believe in love. I dream of whirlwind relationships that would blow me off my feet. Very difficult of course with the amount of mass I had accumulated over the years but yes I would love to experience. I read trashy love novels, least till last year where I ran out of them in Bangkok and perhaps give up on them as well.

I understand that I'm most likely too critical about others and myself and thus this cynical me. I admit I'm an escapist who scurries along the moment things get too intense for me to handle. After all, I'm awful with relationships.

I don't believe in myself having the capability to love someone. Emails tell us that we would only have one love this lifetime and the rest are spent recovering.

Actually, I dont make sense here. I'm suppose to be sleeping but I'm still mugging for a case presentation. And for the angels having a difficult time, my mobile is on 24/7. I abuse starhub where I clock up to thousand minutes odd per month so feel free to join my abuse your free-incoming operation.

Does the truth really matters?

I want the truth most of the time. I mean I rather my partner to be 100% frank with me if I have one and if he can. But yet, what if the whole truth would not help. What if the whole truth cause gapping gaps in the relationship. Its like how much truth do our parents know of us. The lessons we skip, how drunk we got, the ridiculous price I sometimes pay for something and yet pretend its on sale. Most of us been through it and if you have not told a single lie to yours, you are so fortunate. And I hear of tales where one party confessed about a fling, a mistake to the other and well honesty is the best policy? Wake up kiddo. The relationship turned haywire, the other wished he/she never did find out. Of course, true love do prevail. Sometimes.

And I looked back. I think I really aged. More worldly wise? Doubt so.

This funny guestspeaker came in to class last week and she talked about Us being too judgemental. And the group of people who are disgusted with the people who judges. And seriously, when you think that people should not judge, that is being judgemental in a way. ?!?!?!?!

And as for my sweetie pie who is exhuasted most of the time. Do whatever you deem right at this point of time. Stand for your stand for I dont know you to do anything that you might regret. And when you need someone, you know who would be here. We dont need people to look for us when we are working. For now my scar removal is doing quite nicely so dont worry. =)

And the blogging scene is back? LOL

Went by to geylang for dinner today. And the girls on the streets. Are they mainly foreigners these days I wondered. Its interesting how men would squat at the side of the road, observing. So what does guys look at when they choose their chicks. Face or figure. And something interesting spotted are the rooms available.They rent out 2 hours room and this place calls the 2 hours rental "transit". Interesting terminology I must say.

And to follow up on someone's views on why people blog. Nah, I cant speak for others. Let me merely speak for myself.

I blog because:

All my friends were doing it, and its so cool to be linked right? Duh
Another avenue for me to rid my frustrations?
Another avenue for me to blatently hint my frustrations? I mean sometimes, its difficult to tell people how you feel and I do come up with funny analogys to protray the scene and hopefully yes only hopefully that the someone may get whatever Im trying to say.
An avenue to justify my decisions at times?
Updating people who are remotely interested?
And its jus a form of, I dont know historical records ? That I may fall back on and remember one day I tried to justify on why I blog. I dont even justify the regularity of my blog simply because there aint any need to. If no one comments or comes, so be it. Ultimately its just mine.

Now the exhibitionist bit of me acting up? I got cica care. This "regain your life" scar removal 12 by 3 cm tape that cost almost 40 bucks. Ms Chong made me get it and I can feel the hope tingling on my foot man.