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Posted on: March 29, 2008

I am never gonna complain about how boring life is ever again.

BAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Have you ever paused and wondered, ‘is this all there is to life?’

And no, this isn’t some philosophical question about how the meaning of life is actually contained in coffee dregs. It is a very practical question. Think about it – what’s in store for our future? What’s so exciting about it?

We’ll finally be unleashed into the real, working world. Do the 9 to 5 thing. All right, some people say they can’t do the whole routine 9 to 5 thing, so they’re gonna start a business. (Btw, you do realise that when you start a business, it’s still gonna be a 9 to 5 thing? 9 am to 5 am, including weekends.) But it’s all so… typical. Get a job, marry your girlfriend or boyfriend or possibly a chick you accidentally knocked off. And then… what? Proceed to procreate and make as many bundle of joys as is humanly possible? Kids are such a drag. Trust me, I was one of them.

What’s so special about your life? What’s different, exciting, mindnumbingly… lively? For those coupled up, maybe the quarrels will be the highlight of your day. Or lowlight. It’s true, I remember dates by remembering the day of my last quarrel with YZ. (Going good now, been at least ten days of smooth-sailing lovingness). I guess people think relationships are what make the world go round for them, rather than planetary forces. I think that way myself. But lately (OK, for the past 30 minutes that I stalled from reading FIIM) I’ve been thinking about just how mundane it is. You quarrel, you hate him. You make up, you declare to the whole world your love. Despite the fact that you realize some time in the future, you’re gonna hate him again. What’s the point?

Why do we settle for such a straightforward path into the future? Even if some people go on charity missions. Okay, big deal, six months of your life you were in Tibet. Did you meet the Dalai Lama? No? Oh okay. Or go on fantastic sailing, diving trips. Pretty corals? Oh okay. There’s just nothing permanently exciting about life! Must we settle like this?

Or maybe it’s just me. Maybe I’m just very prone to boredom, and now suddenly I’m feeling bored with everything that has to do with life, just can’t see what to look forward to. No, that is not a suicide note. I’m no longer satisfied with the so-called simple joys in life like waking up to good coffee. Or an orgasmic BBC news announcement or whatever. And since I’m such a perfectionist-freak this is going to haunt me for days – the frustration of not being able to change the direction of my life.

At least the trip to UK & EU to shop & gamble with my dearly metrosexed & cb kia half should provide a nice break to mundanity.

Oh dear, maybe it was a philosophical question after all.

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Yesterday, a rare occurrence took place. Syd, Jess and I arranged to watch Leap Years @ GV Great World as a prequel to clubbing. Howz-ever, turned out that Jess had to go for laser surgery the next morning so we decided to have a chillax night out instead. So what happened was that because I was too lazy to bus it out, I drove to Great World. I knew Jess and Mel would be driving too and thought they’d give Syd and Josh a ride, but turned out they had a ride as well. I think this is prolly the first time all 3 parties drove on the same night. It’s quite weird actually. 5 people separated into 3 cars. Seems like such a waste of petrol! Low efficiency!

 Speaking of efficiencies… I topped the BP class midterm. Woot! Apparently all the stress I went through studying for it paid off. Well, at least I stressed for 5 hours while playing computer games, worrying that I haven’t started studying yet, then I studied for another 2. But I think he marked rather leniently too though, think I could’ve written better answers 😦

Okah, back to Leap Years. I think the concept is just beautiful. I’m sure the Catherine Lim novella that it’s based on is a mighty good read. Howz-ever, the execution for the movie left much to be desired. Very poor acting and what is up with the choice of actors? First of all, hardly anyone in Singapore speaks with thick Brit accents like the lead’s friends. And how often do you see so many Eurasians at one go? Nadya’s character was supposed to be Indian, then… how come they got an Indo-Eurasian chick to fill the part? And the lead’s mother doesn’t look old at all, worst of all she doesn’t age in 12 years. When your daughter is 36, yer kinda supposed to look a bit wrinkled.

This could’ve been a way sweeter movie, the concept is just too good. Even with the weak points listed above I found myself welling up at parts. To meet someone only once every 4 years, for 2 hours, with no contact in between? That’s just ridiculously… heart-wrenching. As it is LDR can sometimes be frustrating when I want him to be here to hug me, hold my hand.

But at least I’ll see him in a month and a half, not just every leap year 🙂