the age old question

There was once this cat who lived in wild outback of Australia. One day, while this cat was roaming his territory in search of food, he ran into a mouse. One may expect the cat to attack the mouse but surprisingly, the mouse somehow was attracted to this particular mouse. The cat had queerly taken a liking for the mouse. The mouse stood rooted to the ground, trembling in fear, the mouse pleaded with the cat to spare its life. The cat smiled graciously at the cat and told the mouse that it merely wanted to be friends. The mouse relieved that it could keep its life gladly accepted the offer.

Over the next few months, the cat and mouse had fallen madly in love. Living a lovers’ fantasy of inter-species love, they were careful not to let their friends and families find out. The cat already has a mate while the mouse was not allowed to date a natural enemy. The 2 succumbed to temptation and they grew more and more intimate. One day, the cat feeling guilty about its adulterous affair, decided that it may not be a good thing to continue this relationship. It confided in the mouse. The mouse was devastated but it knew it had to remain indifferent to this episode as it knew that the cat did not need the added pressure. The mouse wanted so much to be with the cat; it wanted to spend its life with the cat. The cat was all the mouse had ever wanted- dominance, poise and sensitivity. But it knew that the shots were not for it to call. Although the cat felt guilty about cheating on its mate, the mouse knew that deep down inside the cat had genuine feelings for the mouse….

The age old question remains, what should the 2 animals do? Is it wrong for the cat to have cheated on its mate? Is the mouse being such a whore? Is this true love or is it simply childish fantasy?

What Basis

Attending class at a college has made me ponder upon many questions. Many times, my thoughts are provoked by my friends’ remarks. Sitting next to someone who desires to marry someone rich has forced me to think about the meaning of life and love. That person who shall be known as X [it] asks me if I would ever marry someone older. X says that it would want to marry someone at least 5-10 years older than itself so that the person would have earned enough money to support it. My initial reaction to X’s statement was that X is being overly materialistic and in a sense myopic. But upon careful considerations, I have come to discover that X may not be as childish or silly as it seems to be.

It is possible that two people who are of great age difference may be in love. They may truly enjoy each other’s company. But I would have to wonder if the younger one will ever stray and find someone younger, someone who is potentially physically more attractive than the present partner. And there is also this worry that the older partner, who promises to protect and provide for the younger one, may one day get tired of this game and leave the younger one with nothing to his/name. But assuming that both are truly in love with each other and that they will never leave each other, is it then wise for the both of them to be together? Will the younger one lose out in the sense that he/she has not experienced love with someone of another person who is of the same age? Will the younger one later one day regret spending his/her youth with someone who is so much more matured than him/her?

But after all that serious debating that has gone on in my mind, I have realised that it is useless to plan too much into the future. I guess it is the present which is the most important. Regardless of what happens in the future, it is imperative that one enjoys the moment to the maximum. If one spends all the time worrying about something, you wouldn’t be living the big dream plan at all. So what the heck, just do what you enjoy! If things don’t work out, move on knowing that you have done what you wanted.

Drawer

Drawers they serve as storage spaces. They are finite spaces that we can choose to fill it with. So we have to choose what we want to put in them. Opening my drawer today, I realised that emotions too can be stored in a drawer. A preserver of the past, items hidden in a drawer is a source of emotion.

As I rummaged through my private drawer to stuff something in, I had to take out some of my things and reposition them so that I could fit everything in neatly. By accident, I stumbled upon some really intimate and touching items. Among them were bookmarks and name tags made for me by my best friends and teachers. Handmade and handwritten. I looked them and nostalgia struck me. However I found this really special item that was given to me not too long ago. It was the first of its kind. A special one. I had forgotten this item was ever there. It was a card. The things written in it I’m not inclined to say. For the things written are too evocative for the common reader of my blog.

Don’t give up on anything people. Everything is going to be different from now on.

Happy Easter.

Patience

Yesterday night I suffered from a massive headache. I slept early only to be woken up 3 hours later by someone turning on my room light. I was so angry, adding to my fuel was the terrible weather which only made matters worse. I was so uncomfortable and irritated. *growls*

I went to school this morning and Kevin told me to collect the keys because he said that he would be late. In the end he ended up arriving earlier than me. LoLz. I was quite relaxed the whole of today because I knew that I wouldn’t be suffering much because it was the girls’ turn to do their 2.4km run. In the end the guys still had to do some running and I ended up working up a sweat. I realised that our PE teacher, Mr Tay (excuse me if I got the name wrong) is an extremely patient and kind teacher. He gave some girls one on one tips on how to do their napfa tests. As for me, he also gave me some pointers on my weaker events- pull ups and broad jump. I realised that one of the reason I couldn’t excel in broad jump is because of my flat feet. As for pull ups, I’ll have to work harder on my part. Mr Tay is so patient, he even taught us how to do inclined pull ups properly. You’d rarely find these kind of teachers nowadays. In the past, whenever I pictured PE teachers, I would picture them as voodoo dolls with needles poking through them. As for Mr Tay, its definitely not that. LAlala. But I still don’t like to be forced into doing physical activities.

Luck

This week has been a bad week for me. I woke up with hives on Monday morning, probably due to some allergy. I ended up being late for school because I hesistated to go to school. My ez-link card was confiscated and was told to go schedule detention with Micheal Tan. I later convinced him to excuse me for detention! Yay! I hoped that this would be the last time I went to his office, but more was yet to come. The next day, I arrived early for school, went up to the classroom, put my bag in class and headed down to assembly with Shao Jie. Being caught up behind a line of students, SJ and I didn’t make it to the assembly area before the bell rang. So I ended up having my ez-link card confiscated again and I did detention that day… Sighz so I had seen the DM twice in a row. Today, I took bus 156. It arrived at my bus stop later than usual and I ended up being late for school, a few seconds. Sickening! There were like 20 or 30 odd other students. And so I went to see Micheal Tan after fitness and did my DC. Sighz. Hope that today will be my last time Im late for anything.