SHARADHA'S QUOTE OF THE YEAR

I leave 2008 with these few words to the deserving,

"Next time, don't run away, just walk so that at least you'll be known as a better coward"

Yesterday one of my idiotic friends whose name I will not mention because of all of the reasons we have come to discover and discuss yesterday told me that she "could not understand a shit" I was writing in my blog. Yes people, those were her exact words. But she's not the only one, many others have rephrased what she said for a long long time.
Alas, little do I understand why so BUT I will try to write understandable shit.

Reasons why I like Scotland
1. The weather!( I know some people beg to differ, but hey! No sweat! and no pun intended! ;) )
2. The tranquility (I'm a loner and I like being one!)
3. The picturesque views (There's a wide wide world out there!)
4. The people (Friendly. From all walks of life. Gender and age are not part of the equation)
5. The system (Very lepak!)
So what you should do is to mentally compare Singapore to what I've described above and see which country scores the most.

You know how people(including me) say only time will tell? Well, time has elapsed long enough for me to criticize the things that have happened this year and the one before that.
This is how I see it.
I couldn't have controlled the things that caused things to happen.
BUT
I controlled the outcomes.
I controlled the consequences.

One would ask whether
Am I satisfied with them? In most cases yes, some cases no. Cos you gotta do what you gotta do
Do I regret what I have done? No, cos you gotta do what you wanna do

I've had my share of moments of folly, where I think to myself whenever I get reminded of them, "What the hell was I thinking?"("Maybe cos you weren't! Hah!", the little voice inside my head ridicules me). That is not regret my friend because I have always laughed at my miscalculations!

What has to be done will be done. What will be done has to be done. What is done cannot be undone. But what is to be undone can be done?

We shall find out about that in 2009, shall we?

"...cos I'm living in a world of fools, breaking us down, and they all should let us be.. " the crooning voices cascades from the background. I'm enjoying the music. Surround system and all. Felt like it anyways. Its tune and lyrics find a way into me and suddenly I'm engulfed by an emotion I've never felt. It might have been pangs of sorrow, but I am not certain of it and don't take me up on that.
Unclear, it certainly was. The small figures moving about were wisps of coloured smoke teasingly floating alongside. And no, I didn't see the light. I saw darkness in light. And no, it wasn't a hole. It literally of encapsulated me. The lack of light was comforting in a weird way. I didn't have to be forced to perceive. I noticed that I was constantly being followed by these two wisps of smoke one was yellow and the other was red and they were constantly switching positions on either sides of me. Really, I'm not crazy. It was like they cajoled me into the darkness. Okay wait, the darkness had a colour. It was the brightest and deepest form of red. I reached out to touch it. I couldn't. There was something blocking. This orb that I now realise is existent, separated me from that darkness. I try so hard to reach for it again and finally the tip of my finger touched the orb. Happy with my progress, I hyperextend. Something snaps. Oh no, I was spinning, like a bunch of clothes in a washing machine. I panic and start to thrust my arms and legs. I was still in the orb. Still in the same panicky state, I kick the orb, and the orb started to shrink and my wisp friends were leaving me, darkness was getting too close for comfort. Closer and closer. What is happening?! Something was punching me. I felt this force pulsating all over me. Mayhem. I thought I was being punished. But what did I do this time round? Okay, back to the current situation at hand. I was totally drenched in darkness, my eyes were closed, but it didn't matter anyway, what was the point of opening your eyes in darkness right? Am I being punished? I wondered again.

It's a girl. Congratulations!
(crowd cheers)
What?! I think to myself. I take a peek with half opening my eyes.
I see the uncomfortable white light.

Oh shit. I AM BEING PUNISHED.