Are you happy?

"What are you saying?"

"That I want to be a __________ (fill in the blank)"

"You're mad. You don't need to do that. You're already doing the work you want to do now. You earn the money - not that you need that money to live on. You have talent and you've earned your colleagues' respect."

"All right then, let's just say I need to be alone."

"Haven't you got everything you need?"

"I have everything a man/woman could want."

"What's wrong with your life then?"

"Precisely that. I have everything, but I'm not happy. And I'm not the only one either; over the years, I've met all kinds of people: the rich, the poor, the powerful, and those who just make do. I've seen the same infinite bitterness in everyone's eyes, a sadness which people aren't prepared to acknowledge, but which, regardless of what they were telling me, was nevertheless there."

"Some people appear to be happy, but they simply don't give the matter much thought. Other make plans: I'm going to have a husband/wife, two children, a flat. As long as they're busy doing all that, they're like bulls looking for the bullfighter: they react instinctively, they blunder on, with no idea where the target is. They get their car, sometimes they even get a Ferrari, and they think that's the meaning of life, and they never question it. Yet their eyes betray the sadness that even they don't know they carry in their souls. Are you happy?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know if everyone is unhappy. I know they all all busy. Very few people actually say to me: 'I'm unhappy.' Most say: 'I'm fine, I've got everything I ever wanted.' Then I ask: 'What makes you happy?' Answer: 'I've got everything a person could possibly want - a family, a home, work, good health.' I ask again: 'Have you ever stopped to wonder if that's all there is to life?' Answer: 'Yes, that's all that is.' I insist: 'So the meaning of life is work, family, children who will grow up and leave you, a wife or husband who will become like a friend than a real lover. And, of course, one day your work will end too. What will you do when that happens?' Answer: There is no answer. They change the subject."

"No, what they say is: 'When the children have grown up, when my husband-or my wife-has become more my friend than my passionate lover, when I retire, then I'll have more time to do what I always wanted to do: travel.' Question: 'But didn't you say you were happy now? Aren't you already doing what you always wanted to do?' Then they say they're very busy and change the subject."

"If I insist, they always do come up with something they're lacking: the dentist wanted to be a singer, the singer wanted to be a politician, the politician wanted to be a write, the writer wanted to be a farmer. And even when I did meet someone who was doing what he had chosen to do, that person's soul was still in torment. He hadn't found peace yet either. So I'll ask you again: 'Are you happy?' "

"People do their best not to remember and not to accept the immense magical potential they possess, because that would upset their neat little universes."

"But we all have the ability, don't we?"

"Absolutely, we just don't have all the courage to follow our dreams and to follow the signs. Prehaps that's where the sadness comes from."

Library

I went to the Library last Sunday.

I was peeved about something and I posted my rants on ST stomp.

I was told by someone that "It's laughable that in this Internet era, there're still ppl going to the library."

fuck off (not literally)

Back to my rant...

My IC couldn't be scanned by the borrowing kiosk. This has happened in various libraries. The solution is to ask the librarians to help me borrow my items manually (with a handheld scanner).

I asked the nice fat lady at the concierge for help. She told me "NO".

Instead, I was told to register for a library card; which means that I have to register myself as a member for SGDXX a year.

I wasn't angry at the cost. I was angry cuz I have to pay to borrow books. I thought it's free??!!

And I have to pay, just cuz your computers are unable to scan IC barcodes?

WTF??!!

And I'm not allowed to borrow books in a library??!!

double WTF??

I have been patronising NLB for 27 years, and this is the medal of honour I've got.

Singapore is so screwed up man.

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whilst I was not posting anything since July, did anyone in the world-of-invisible missed me?

nyak-nyak-nyak

I said world-of-invisible is only because no one reads my blog. If you are reading it, be thankful that you are the one and only person. A medal of honour awaits u. From me. To you. Sincerly. Blah. Blah.

My friend told me just now that my blog is boring cuz I hardly add entries. He added that if he never add in an entry in his blog, people will msn him to ask why.

1. His friends are sure damn KAYPOH
2. Big deal about his blog.
3. Its not xiaxue anyway, so what?
4. Does it taste a lil' bit sour in here?
5. I'm not jealous. Not at all
6. Mine is way better!! WAY WAY BETTER!!
7. Time for medication