rejection sucks
I hate being short. I hate it when I board the overly-conjested train in the morning and I am squashed in between smelly tall men who do not have the decency of putting on the cologne or deodorant, because in as much dignity as I could muster, I often end up having to tilt my head upwards and breathe like a goldfish.
Being short sucks. There's nothing more to that. No matter how my tall friends try to comfort me by saying things like "Oh all Singaporean men are short anyways, it's hard to find a boyfriend if you're too tall." or "Good things come in small packages.", they all translate to "Thank god I am taller than you." to me.
In sports like volleyball where there is an undue emphasis on height, you have to work twice as hard as your teammates in order to make it into the team. When you take group pictures, your friends will push you all too quickly to the front of the line-up even though you want to stand at the back. At work, your boss constantly teases you about your "short-ness" and you end up having to put in extra effort to be taken seriously. I could go down this endless list of the grievances of dwarfs but then I probably would be providing my friends with another excuse to add to the already long list of petnames of mine....
Grumpy.
Life sucks being a midget I'm telling you.
bad hair day
I am supposed to be working my butt off at the office right now. Well at least I should LOOK like I'm hard at work. But truth is, I am not. I'm miserable. I'm angsty! And I have decided that I shall stay angsty till lunch time. Screw work. POOOH.
Today, I woke up feeling like my IQ have dropped to 50. So I have decided that it shall stay at 50 till I decide it is fine to start thinking intelligent thoughts and let it rise to its usual 200. Or so I would like to think I have the intelligence of Einstein. Was he the one that discovered gravity? Oh wells.
I was talking to lida this morning and her msn nick was "get a grip!". I suppose there are many other things to feel miserable for at the moment, what with the China earthquake and the Myanmar cyclone incident happening back to back... it seems like it won't be long before the earth decides it's about time to blow itself up and there we have it... the apocalypse of the human race. No more worrying about when the next tsunami would strike, no more worrying about global warming (or at least no more pretending to give this issue serious consideration), no more guessing if it would be Clinton or Obama who will be representing the Democrats, no more this... no more that. Is this what we are all waiting for? So we know we can push everything till the brink of tolerance? Ah who cares about Myanmar and China when what is of bigger issue right now would be that tudou and youku are down for 3 days and we have no more shows to rip off the net. Ah what the hell right? We live by the priciples of superficiality anyways. Ostensibly so.
So people, while I apologise for the incoherence of this blog entry, I shall leave you guys with a song.
"I'm Alive"
Mmmmm ... Mmmmm ...
I get wings to fly
Oh, oh ... I'm alive ... Yeah
When you call on me
When I hear you breathe
I get wings to fly
I feel that I'm alive
When you look at me
I can touch the sky
I know that I'm alive
When you bless the day
I just drift away
All my worries die
I'm glad that I'm alive
You've set my heart on fire
Filled me with love
Made me a woman on clouds above
I couldn't get much higher
My spirit takes flight
'Cause I am alive
When you call on me
(When you call on me)
When I hear you breathe
(When I hear you breathe)
I get wings to fly
I feel that I'm alive
(I am alive)
When you reach for me
(When you reach for me)
Raising spirits high
God knows that...
That I'll be the one
Standing by through good and through trying times
And it's only begun
I can't wait for the rest of my life
When you call on me
(When you call on me)
When you reach for me
(When you reach for me)
I get wings to fly
I feel that...
When you bless the day
(When you bless, you bless the day)
I just drift away
(I just drift away)
All my worries die
I know that I'm alive
I get wings to fly
God knows that I'm alive
I'm still angsty. POOO pooo.
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