monkeycrap's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- \"They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse.\"----Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886) Howdy. Paid my old house a visit yesterday, spent some time alone there, using the com, watching dvds. Managed to catch 'City of God', it's a good movie. Kinda impossible to describe it, cos the way it was directed, so different! No wonder the newspapers here give it 5 stars. Also re-read the entries i wrote for my previous blog. Quite amusing heh. catface was writing in his blog about the merits of utilizing the public bus as a mode of transport compared to the mrt. Well. There are exceptions. A few days ago, i boarded this bus, expecting to have my 1 hour nap. In peace, i might add. Chose to sit in front of this group of malay friends. Bad mistake. Nope, not only were they speaking in a volume which would give the Krakatoa eruption a run for its money, they were boasting about their sexual exploits to the whole world. Now i know what some of u might think, "hey cool! you damn lucky!" But take this into consideration. I was tired and looking for tranquility. The last thing i needed to hear was 3 mutated elephants boast about, well, the intensive training they put their little generals through. And they weren't talking about stuff like setting the mood right, etc. Nope, it was more along the ranks of "Just ram la brother!" And the worst thing was that there weren't any more totally empty seats left. Well there were a few seats which were singly occupied, but u can't expect me to go, "Excuse me, may i sit here? Those fellas at the back are irritating me talking bout the luxuriant undergrowth in the places where the sun don't shine." Don't get me wrong. I'm all for being more open and direct bout sexuality and stuff, but please, if u need to publicly announce that your purpose in life is to impregnate, impregnate, and well, impregnate, do so elsewhere, like in little india, suntec city, or during school assembly(u can add a dance routine if u want). People wanna sleep on the bus. I've been blog-hopping, and like sof said, not many people sound happy. What's new. But i came across this blog where some gal is counting down the days before she's gonna kill herself, due to relationship problems. So, we might expect another "Arrggh!!!(splat)" soon. Personally i can understand how she feels, to say that i've never contemplated suicide before would be a lie. But it can be sorted out. Definitely. Religion, talking, counselling, therapy, drugs, cigs, alcohol. So many ways to sort things out. I mean, if you're lucky (or unlucky) enough to live here, might as well live it and live it well right. Some people say that the miracle is not to walk on water, but to walk on earth, knowing that you're here. I couldn't agree more. Ok will stop here. Ciao. 9:04 a.m. - 2003-09-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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