Sorry, but I couldn't help but eavesdrop. It was just too tempting, too familiar.
Girl: Would you allow your girlfriend to go out with other guys?
Boy: Of course I will allow.
Girl: Won't you get jealous?
Boy: Of course I will. But I won't stop her because I love her...
Fine, this is not word for word eavesdropping (hey, I was also busy pretending to do work on my laptop!). But the chivalry and righteousness seemed so familiar. Too familiar. I smile.
I wonder if the boy really meant what he said; I hope he did. I wonder if this 15 minute talk on BGRs would impress the girl and the silly righteous boy gets the girl; I hope he does.
I wonder if I can still say the same things he said and mean every word. I really do wonder.
Uncle T
11 Aug 2009
Living, Not Just Existing 11:21 pm
Today I left work whilst the sky was still bright. It is the first time in 2 weeks.
I bumped into an English couple just outside my workplace. They were from Birmingham, and my lips smiled as I recognised their accent; less than a month back I was there, living in another world.
But that brief encounter lifted my spirit, enough for me to smile through the packed peak-hour bus through town. But it is not just this brief encounter with the couple that is the only spirit-elevator.
Over the weekend, a semblance of purpose to my new life back in Singapore started to take shape. Well, not exactly a grand single vision; at least not as yet. Rather, there is a growing excitement as I attempt to embark on projects that will hopefully lead me to that grand singular. There are many things that interest us, yet only one or two that we are passionate about. I am seeking that passion-object, and it is exciting.
You might quip that it sounds all too philosophical. But don't we all sometimes ask if we have a greater purpose? A purpose beyond being slaves to daily routines we impose on ourselves or allow others to? Perhaps it is just me, but it might just be us all.
I can't stand just existing. I want to live. Don't you?
Uncle T
I bumped into an English couple just outside my workplace. They were from Birmingham, and my lips smiled as I recognised their accent; less than a month back I was there, living in another world.
But that brief encounter lifted my spirit, enough for me to smile through the packed peak-hour bus through town. But it is not just this brief encounter with the couple that is the only spirit-elevator.
Over the weekend, a semblance of purpose to my new life back in Singapore started to take shape. Well, not exactly a grand single vision; at least not as yet. Rather, there is a growing excitement as I attempt to embark on projects that will hopefully lead me to that grand singular. There are many things that interest us, yet only one or two that we are passionate about. I am seeking that passion-object, and it is exciting.
You might quip that it sounds all too philosophical. But don't we all sometimes ask if we have a greater purpose? A purpose beyond being slaves to daily routines we impose on ourselves or allow others to? Perhaps it is just me, but it might just be us all.
I can't stand just existing. I want to live. Don't you?
Uncle T
9 Aug 2009
a short reprieve 1:44 am
Away from the mulling, away from the thinking; away from the tossing and turning of a troubled mind. No, not a devastated mind, neither is it self-pitying. Simply troubled.
So away from all this I will be, even if just for a night in Melaka. I think the company there will be a refreshing one as well.
So before jumping right back into the fray of the third week of work, I am going to bask in whatever Melaka has to offer.
A short reprieve.
ps. Happy birthday Singapore :) I am proud.
Uncle T
So away from all this I will be, even if just for a night in Melaka. I think the company there will be a refreshing one as well.
So before jumping right back into the fray of the third week of work, I am going to bask in whatever Melaka has to offer.
A short reprieve.
ps. Happy birthday Singapore :) I am proud.
Uncle T