Humans are weird, insecure, scheming, complicated characters. We like to constantly invent new things so that we can get things done our own way or just to amuse ourselves or to grab the attention of others. We like to constantly buy things so that we can show off to other people who have nothing better to do, that we are well off. We buy big houses, big cars, high end clothes, shoes and bags and women wear a mask of high end makeup to make themselves look prettier. And inside those big houses, we like to fill them up with designer furniture and lots and lots of other junk that we don't really need. In order to constantly keep up with technology, we buy new electrical appliances, use them a couple of months, then throw them away when new toys come out to replace the old ones.

I would like to live a day without constantly worrying about my face, my hair, my clothes or the way I carry myself. I'd like to think that people doesn't judge others solely by their appearance. Yesterday night, I went out at 10pm dressed in a oversized brown sec3 class tee with a drawing of a monkey at the back and wore a pair of old sports shorts and ran around 2.6km on the running tracks snaking around my flat. I had my hair tied up in a messy ponytail and wore scruffy school shoes (cos i couldn't find my running shoes). After running, I found my favorite stray cat and sat with her on a drain cover. And guess what? I was happy. I was happy just sitting there in the dark on the dirty drain cover, with the cat rubbing itself happily against my legs. I was happy just petting the cat and I could tell that the cat was happy as well because it was purring and I was just there, in my own world until my mum came around and discovered me sitting there and dragged me away cos she said both the cat and the drain cover were dirty. So what if I'm dirty? So what if I'm not as glamorous or as rich or as pretty or as smart as the society wants me to be? I was happy. And I didn't have a single cent achieving that happiness. And let me ask those people who tried so hard trying to please others all their lives, those people who competed with others for bigger houses, bigger cars....let me ask YOU: are you happy?
Maybe at the end of your life, you look back and think: what have I truely achieved in my life? And you couldn't think of anything significant...because all the while we are empty.
(Yes I do love the song you're listening to now)

Now I feel like watching the movie, the pursuit of happyness. Sebby showed it to us again last friday and I wonder if we're going to continue watching it. But until then, I still didn't do my math ws yet D: I wished that the whole world believes in ultarlitarian principles. Then we won't have to do anything that we don't like ^_^

P.S: I had a french visitor after I posted "Une fleur dans l'orage". Merci beaucoup pour votre visite à mon blog! J'espère que plus des gens de France pouvoir me visite!
请你跟我一起期待北京奥运会的到来! 还剩5天!
Please join me in my countdown for the Beijing Olympics! Only 5 more days!
And apparently the PM is going to deliver his national day speech on that day too. No offence, but I think people would rather watch the glorious opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics than to listen to him talk about Singapore's future and the problems we face, because a) the Olympics opening ceremony will make not only Chinese but Asians around the world proud, b) the performance is going to be fantastic and majestic and everything good that I can think of and c) the Olympics only happens once in 4 years.

Hmmm, do you think Singapore can get a medal this time round? Or will that bubble dream be burst again? Because the thing is, for every single Olympics, the media has been saying "Li Jiawei gets into semifinals; Singapore's dream of a medal may be realised" or something along those lines...and in the end, we get disappointed everytime. Give me your thoughts on my tagboard! (: