Ok, finally got around to changing the introduction text. But as you can see, I'm too sianz to write a proper one, so am going to blabber on in hopes that you will get an idea of what sort of person I am by guessing. Yeah, the format of this blog is crap. I haven't got around to fixing it. Later lah.. Much later...
I’m secretly convinced that people love their problems. It is like bigger problems make their lives more exciting, and not the ridiculously small nothingness they are. Big, wonderful problems do not make big wonderful lives. Big wonderful problems only make big wonderful lives when they are solved. But since these so-called problems are not really problems in the first place, so they can never get solved – and thus, big shitty lives remain big shitty lives.
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Wednesday, September 03, 2008
62nd post
Some people have NO TACT. For some inexplicable reason, they see the word T.A.C.T , but for the life of them they cannot comprehend the usage of it.
When they went to school, there must have been a lesson that went something like this:
Teacher: Students, today we are going to learn a new word! Please open your dictionaries to the ‘Ts’ and look up the meaning of tact.
Students: *Diligently flip the pages*
Teacher: XXX, please stand up and tell the class what is the definition of tact.
XXX: Teacher, I can’t.
Teacher: Why?
XXX: Because the word TACT is not in my dictionary!
Ok, lame... I’ll admit it. But I’d rather be a lame person, than a person whom others speak through gritted teeth and strained smiles.
