Monday, August 25, 2008
funny how one thing often leads to another. just today, dressed in an atrociously bright shirt with a belt that totally clash with my slack-to-the-core attitude and image, hoping to get a fresh start on a new semester, in fact a new year in uni life, only to find out that technique-less beautician was right when she says my face will remain red for a couple of days. (screw you)
that was when i decided to go get a concealer. pardon my noob-ness in make-up and all that matter, got one at cp, and decided to take a slight detour upstairs to see if that stupid comic book is sitting on the shelf waiting to be transferred into my cabinet with his counterparts. and this jerk cut my queue. i think the other guy waiting to pay saw my narrowing-of-eyes at that geek and decided to step back in queue so i can pay first. thank you, fellow comic maniac.
that was when, skin-broke of the day, i decided to go see if there's any nice movies to set my eyes on. and i found 'The Bucket List'.
caught my eye for some time already, mainly because Morgan Freeman was there. and didn't get to read any synopsis about it, so off the shelf it went and into my hands. then i realise, it was what i label as 'inspirational movie'. so i put it back on the shelf and made a dash home.
things turn in an unexpected way and i found myself on the bed, sleeping my head off. and waking up to watch a part 3 of Little Mermaid... which was completely off-track.
and moments before i start typing this, the stupid movie loaded, and was watching it in segments... and i came to the point where they learnt that they only had months left. that's, the bucket list movie mind you.
and i know i'm supposed to KNOW that that was pure acting, but i can't help but share that heart-wrenching moment when they both know that, 6 months, and lucky, a year is left for them.
then the movie froze and i went to check my mail. and i got something out of the ordinary, which for some reason i sent to people, for like once in a blue moon. and that made me confused.
"not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck"
can someone, explain this to me.
because no matter how i see it, metaphorically or emprically, that, is a line of fallacy, one that is created to console people and show sympathy and for some, pity.
forget that whole didn't get to board the ship so wasn't involved in a shipwreck thing. i'm talking more about little things in life.
before i go on and blabber about how life is unfair again, and how that line serves to console people like us, who slave away in life only to make enough to survive, while others snap their fingers and the genie brings them what they want, i can feel that anger rising once again, coupled with the many things that 'didn't go according to plan' and 'went off-track' and 'tactless people' and 'not understanding me' and 'not appreciative and thankful' crap.
so i guess i better stop here, which incidently, as experience has told me, writing blog entries do nothing to help me relief that hatred that i feel, except once, when i receive the phonecall from an unexpected friend, who has a kick-ass freaking cool new hairstyle for the new year. whahaha.
