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Saturday, March 25, 2006

Life is so full of everything. There's love, joy, exitement, etc., ...

And then there's shit.

And it doesn't come in a little gift wrapped box with your name all nicely written on a tag attached to the wrapping paper. It just comes, at 150 km/h, right smack in your face. And you'll wonder why there's a bloody fracture in your nose. I'm sure you won't get a concussion, considering shit isn't real solid like cement or metals. That is, unless you shit bricks of steel. And someone or yourself takes it and lobs it someone's way and cream the guy right in the face with it. Then that's going to hurt really badly.

Then there's love. Yes, love. A misunderstood word, emotion, feeling, experience, etc., ... Some people, like Singapore's very own uber SPG, who has slept with countless guys and feels open enough to share it on her blog, thinks that it's when you see a guy you HAVE TO SLEEP WITH. Come on, anyone with common sense knows that it's lust. And then there are those who think it's an emotion, and they get so emotional that they want to make me throw shit their way everytime I hear they groan that they can't get the guy they want and cry over it. Then there's the people who think love is an experience that comes with an encounter with someone of the opposite or same sex. So if I encounter someone I love I gain experience and level up like in some huge planet wide role playing game?

Life also has it's ups and downs, like an elevator. You get into a crowded one, and when the door closes fully, someone farts. Sometimes it might be a little loud and a little smelly, and sometimes very loud but with no side effects other than a loss of hearing for a couple of seconds. But the worst is when someone is lets loose the silent killer. God help that poor soul.

Life deals all sorts of hands. In life you will meet people with royal flushes, straight flushes, four of a kinds, etc., and then you meet the people who have a two of a kind, who think that they have the highest hand in game. You should let them win. After all, we should not take advantage of those who can't count, can't see properly and don't know how to play the game. They're just going to get knocked down when they're crossing the road when the green man's on.

In life, people have all sorts of decks. There's Bee, Aladdin, Bicycle, Singapore Airlines, Tiger Beer. And then there are those with a few cards short of a full deck. But save your pity for those who've lost their decks.

And crap. Look at the time. I have to go sleep or else I'll be late for work tomorrow.

Kenny died at 1:50 am