Saturday, November 20, 2010

taking a dump

A construction foreman could become an international singer.

A janitor/security guard could become a layout artist at one of the most successful companies in the world.

A student could become CEO of his own (damn successful) company at age 17.

"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. And I, I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference."
-Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken

Sheeesh. I'm thinking, alright. I'm thinking damn hard.

But then again. Does thinking long and hard work? Sometimes. Some other times, the best decisions come to you spontaneously.

And if you ask me, "Are you making the right decision?"
My reply: "Is there even a right decision? A correct one?"

"There are only good or bad decisions."
-Some wise guy

Made a bad move? Sorry? Okay. Uhh so what?
Make the best out the shit you've gotten yourself into. Try. Yeah I know it's easier said than done. Still, in that sorry situation, you have a choice.

Made a good move? Well, good for you. Enjoy, coz you're bound to make a bad move sooner or later. Life ain't life if it ain't bitchy.

"Made a wrong turn, once or twice;
Dug my way out, blood or fire;
Bad decisions, that's alright;
Welcome to my silly life."
-Pink, Fuckin Perfect

Whoever's life is perfect anyway? Yeah the Sultan of Brunei shits in a golden toilet bowl. I still think he's not entirely happy with his life. And I'm pretty sure His Majesty himself's done some pretty silly things with his life.

*Dear God, please don't let any Brunei-an read this post*

In the end, it's okay. It'll always be okay.
Just gotta crawl/roll/jump/slide/whatever style you want just freakin go through it. And don't bother preparing for what's to come. You'll manage. I'll manage.

"Life's too important to be taken seriously."
-Wall of some building, Melbourne, Australia

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

late #3

I was barking at the older kids the other day. As usual.

*At the centre*
"Can you please pick up your pencil and write? Now!"
*Turns around*
"You! Page what now?!"
*Looks to the left*
"SHHH! Write! 5 more minutes!"
*Sits down*
"How many times have we gone through this?"
*Continues teaching*
"Yes. No. Yes. Yes. Yes."
*Gets up*
"Yes? Yes, take away 20 from this."

It's total madness!
Then suddenly.

*so-so-very-soft voice*
"Teacher Yvonne. Give you."
But immediately thought,
"Have you finished your homework?"