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Monday, February 27, 2006
Well my post is kinda the opposite of chungs. My day today was actually a blessing, unlike chung's nightmare. But dude, a dream like that *HAS* meaning. There are 3 types of dreams:
1) Jumbled ones, that are just 'formatting' your brain and sorting your day out. 2) A display of a problem that your brain is trying to figure out. Whether or not you have to do something about it depends on the dream. Sometimes you don't have to do anything, your sub-conscious mind does it. But sometimes your conscious mind has to consciously take note of it and do something about it. (Like your medusa one.) 3) Premonitions. (Very seldom)
Your post displays #2, so go back and look into it.
Anyway on to my day. =)
After my really gay FM exam and after meeting my Liaison Officer for my ITP in March, I spent my last few coins on an ice cream and coke light and oreo. =p Then I went to the bus stop early to wait for my dad, even though he did not yet ask me to. So after writing a couple poems and listening to my mp3, this old man came ot sit beside me and asked me what bus he had to take to Bukit Panjang and I said I had no idea. I said maybe 74 to Bukit Timah then transfer bus somewhere else there.
After a little bit of conversation, I found out tha the was 60 years old, poor and his wife was dead. His daughter was married in Malaysia and his son married a woman in Singapore that, you know, 'talks a lot'. I deduced she told her husband to tell the man to fuck off or abandon...wait, I mean the FATHER, to fuck off. Wow, that was freaky. Anyway, so the son basically gives no shit about the dad because of his stupid wife. God, you hear stories about this all the time but when you see someone really affected by it, it's quite a shock. He then proceded to tell me that he can't ge ta job because of his age. They won't take him as a security guard because he's too old, but he managed to get a job at a food court...washing dishes, but starting NEXT MONTH.
So here he was with no money at all and was going towards his sister's house to reside. He had walked all the way from Commonwealth because his son had 'abandoned' him because of his wife. Yes, the one that kept talking so much shit about the father. I felt really bad, and wanted to suggest to him to give him some money but I didn't want to insult him. You know I can't go like, "Hey, want me to give you $5?" To a MAN, it's just not quite something you can do. He might almost even say, "What, you think I can't take care of myself? Who the fuck are you to put yourself in a position to GIVE me money?" So I jsut asked him very nicely, "So, how are you getting there then?" I thought this was the best and nicest way to put it, yeah.
Somehow he turned and had a really pleading look on his face, as if he wanted money. So I took out my wallet, checked my coins section(I had spent my last coins on the ice cream remember) and then unzipped the notes area and took out a $5, and say to him, "Here, you know where your sister lives right? Take a TAXI okay?" He took the money so happily but as he did, a receipt from my wallet dropped onto the floor and as I bent to pick it up, he grovelled at the floor and got it for me. I felt SO horrible. I dropped a receipt and a 60yo man was down on his knees picking it up for me. So I quickly lifted him up with my hands and said it was okay, and I thanked him for trying to help me. He started walking away, saying thanks, and as he did, the last thing I remember from him is that he turned to me, the most thankful smile on his face ever, almost half crying, and as he pointed at the money he said, "Thank you, when I get this I will pay you back."
I knew, of course, I'd probably never see him again. I knew that he knew he would never really pay me again, but that didn't matter. I didn't care. I don't even know now if that man was a bullshit artist and just said all that to earn money. But hey, I could have given him coins and asked him to take a bus. I told this story to my dad and he said, "It doesn't matter if he's a con artist or not. If he is, HE has to live with cheating your money. If he isn't, YOU have to live with the fact that you didnt help someone when you could have." Then my dad continued and said, "You were blessed today, you were given an opportunity to help someone. If you want you can get out of the car now and try and give any old man $5, and no one will take it from you." He also said, "Yes, you have helped him now, and he owes you one. Sometime, maybe not this lifetime, but sometime, he will have to pay you back, ESPECIALLY if he said it like that." And he finished off with, "I'm proud of you darius."
I think my dad is quite right with what all he said. I don't think I could ever have lived with myself if I hadn't helped that man today. I don't think I could have faced any mirror if I had ignored that man. Initially when he was talking to me, I wanted to get back to my poems and ignore him, but then he carried on and I knew, then, that there was a reason why I came out to the bus stop early instead of staying in the school food court.
To me, the $5 is a small amount of money, but to him, it could mean nearly the world. The story of his son abandoning him because of the stupid wife really touched me, and whether or not it is true, it doesn't matter because I know truely that to myself...
I did what I felt was right, and that's all that matters.
Mystery @ 8:32 PM
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Name:Siu Chung
Alias: monkay
Stats: 19/m/~180cm. Black hair. Dark brown eyes.
Birthdate: 110387
School: Singapore Polytechnic: DARE
Email/friendster: standafan@hotmail.com
Enjoys: Guitars, music, long bus rides, the ocean.
Idols: Synyster Gates
Info: About time I updated this shit. I like to have a good time, all the time. I have a dare to do attitude cause hey,
I'm still young and I wanna experience everything while I still can. I wouldnt consider myself a party animal, but whenever I do, I party hard
and I party right. I am pretty happy with my life atm. Good friends. Great buddies. If you aren't already in my life and wish to be
a part of it, well queue up and go through the screening process like everyone else. =(
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Name: Darius Huang
Alias: Stoosh
Stats:18/m/176cm...Brown/Black hair...Brown eyes
Birthdate: 22/05/87
School: Singapore Polytechnic DBA 2A/05
Email/friendster: darius_style@yahoo.com
Enjoys: dancin'/surfin'/rappin'/chillin'
Idols: Eminem/Seth Green/Kelly Slater/Craig David
Numba: 98007738
#1 Belief:Siu chung sleeps too much; he's a pig.
Info:I LOVE TRAVELLING AND THRILL-SEEKING. Travelling and exploring the world is so wonderful because there's just so much to see and do. As for thrill-seeking, I believe that if you don't put your life on the edge, and don't seek novelties that most people dare not do, then your life has gone to waste. Risk it, you only have one life.
yeah i take shit easy, i don't really get phased. like me or not, it don't
really matter, because in this world there will ALWAYS be people that love you, and people that hate you. that's how life is. sad, yeah, pfft.
all my beliefs are in my posts, so read 'em and chillout. word up Gs.
I have many beliefs about women and my life, it's taken me a long time to come up with this, so enjoy it.
1) I don't ever let women use their looks/sexual powers to take advantage of me. There are no special privileges with me. It's who you are. Most guys succumb to women like helpless babies. Fuck that.
2) I am un-selfconscious and don't give a fuck what others think.
3) I put myself and my life first, but anyone else that comes after that is treated exceptionally good.
4) I deserve, have permission, and can hold an exceptional women. Most men don't think they can, it's sad.
5) I don't care what the outcome is, if women don't want me, then it doesn't matter to me.
6) I can deal with any test that women like throwing at me. IN FACT, a lot of the time it's usually cute and funny.
7) I make CAUSE in the world, not effect. People don't have an impact on me, I have an impact on them.
8) I'm confident and comfortable in my own body. Most guys are self-conscious about themselves and are not comfortable with their own selves. I know what I'm doing.
9) I'm a really good communicator with people, most women, ESPECIALLY of what I want.
10) I'm always in control, I never let outside events de-stabalize me. (Mainly emotional.)
11) I'm NEVER NEEDY, I keep my power for myself. I don't 'need' anything.
12) I think sex is fucking great, I am ready to have sexual conversations with anyone, anytime. As long as they're legal. ;p
13) I'm comfortable around women, in fact, sometimes I feel I'm a bit too comfortable that it worries them.
14) I can control myself and I can wait. I can build anticipation. Even if I want something really badly, I can wait.
15) I don't tolerate disrespect of myself/my time/my property. If girls wanna waste my time, that's it, it's over, I don't wanna hear it.
16) I'm a catch. A pretty hard catch, but that's to ensure I get quality.
17) I'm not impressed by outward symbols of money or status. I value people and judge them based on their character; I am fair.
18) I may be totally into a woman and crazy over her, but I don't tell her early on and I sure as shit don't let it slip indirectly. I take my time.
19) I never lose my composure, ever.
20) I am seldom predictable.
