05/19/08

Juggle Ebay, Ninja Training and School Every Week

I’ve been in an entrepreneurial mood this past week. I’ve been doing a lot of selling on Ebay and have some successes. To test the market, I opened an Ebay Store. Hopefully, I can reach my target market and sell some more domain names.

Consequent to my obsession with Ebay, I’ve neglected some modules and have been putting off revision for the coming Common Test. Okay, this is nothing new. Remember last year?

Aside the business dealings that is eating up my time, I’ve recently started ‘ninja training’ on Wednesday and Friday evenings. I can honestly say, despite this I do actually have slack time if I don’t laze around. But my time management sucks.

Sighs…

Logen L.

05/17/08

Of Masks and Sorrowful Fate

Everyone lives to challenge the fate foisted upon them. But some of us will suffer more because the cost of challenging that fate is higher.

Why do we do it then? The cost of not challenging it is worse off than dying.

Till the final battle, whereupon I lose the ties of friendship and even kinship. This is where ambition and destiny intertwines…

Logen L.

05/4/08

Criticised for Dressing Eccentrically

Last week, I decided to dress up differently (maybe too differently for some). I cannot pinpoint to a single reason as to why I did so. However, for sure I was tired of being so damn self-conscious of my eccentricities. And sick of people blatantly implying that I should conform to what is normal.

I can’t say I’m ashamed of being eccentric. Somehow, I glory in it because it proves my existence and it tells me who I am. Yet, after saying all that, I fear being judged and disliked.

This time, I wanted my dressing to be congruent with my thoughts and feelings. I wanted to see if I could deal with being criticised at a basic level. And you know what? It was excruciating. Experientially, I have finally found out, no matter what I do, people have something to say.

The things I heard, brought me back to the past where I was taunted for being effeminate. I don’t know… I felt devalued and worthless. I’m especially sensitive to whatever hints at me being effeminate.

Anyway, thanks to a few unique friends, I realised many things of value. I’m not going to give a damn about what people think…

Logen L.

05/1/08

Do I Want To Be Happy Or Sad

Positivity is truly a strange attitude. When you have it, things seem not to faze you. This includes sizable obstacles that block your way.

Yet, it is difficult to maintain such an attitude of positivism. Because when one becomes negative, everything that happens seem to confirm and justify his attitude. For example, waking up late for school is a bad thing, and if by chance you encounter a rude pig on the bus, it confirms your perspective on the day being bad.

In the end, your mind will begin seeing things selectively. You will tend to notice the horrible stuff and take for granted any neutral or good events. In the end, you continually confirm and justify your negative attitude. This is a very good way to be melancholic and miserable.

At least this is how it is for me. I simply hold on to anger or sadness when I get stressed. And it sometimes take months for me to reach rock bottom.

We as human beings remember our hurts and take for granted our pleasures. It is hard to do it the other way round and be positive; when you selectively ignore the horrible and notice the good. Well, all in all, happiness and sadness are both choices.

I am trying to have that positive attitude but it isn’t easy. At the same time, I don’t think I’m hard to please. Laughing throughout the day is no problem for me. However, my friends prefer that I cut down on laughing and lower the volume of my laughter and stop snorting while laughing.

Logen L.

04/29/08

My Eccentricities and Quirks

Everyone have their quirks, some are more noticable than others. Mine falls under the noticable category. So, in this post, I’ll reveal eleven of them, which you may or may not know of.

1. I have a wild imagination and am open about it. Usually I spontaneously talk to my friends as if they were beings of my imagination (wizards, ninjas and so on). Some of them give me ‘the look’ when that happens. You know the look parents show when they pretend to be impressed at their five-year-old child’s scribble of an artwork.

2. I used to be a loud and proud farter in secondary school. I would warn my friends about it by saying “curfew” and anounce the estimated quantity of fart in grams. (I know how to manipulate a  potentially loud fart and turn it into a silent fart.)

3. I hate revealing my vulnerabilities to people I don’t know/don’t know well/don’t like. (That’s why I suck at camp team-bonding crap)

4. I wrinkle my nose and hold my breathe when I use a toilet filled with urine vapour. This results in me being out of breath when I walk out of the toilet.

5. I constantly feel my pockets to check if my keys, phone and wallet are in there. I would be able to narrow down the area at which, my items may be lost at, if it becomes lost.

6. I enjoy solitude sometimes.

7. I am very particular about my privacy and have no respect for people who do not know where to draw the line.

8. I am addicted to shopping on Ebay

9. I become particularly bitchy and spontaneous when I get cranky and tired.

10. At times, when I pass by a funeral procession that reminds me of my grandfather, I feel immense sadness.

11. I don’t want a traditional funeral for myself. If I die a natural death, I’d want people to come up to my coffin and laugh boisterously like I always do. They should all have a feast of chicken rice, barbeque sting ray, kang kong, hot plate tofu and kaki fuyong for dinner at the funeral. And drink a cup of milo-si-kosong-peng (iced milo without condensed milk, add skimmed milk). Wow, that’s really sad. I will be looking at my mourners eating my favourite foods… Oh yes the epitaph! I want it to say: here lies a wizard and a ninja, who lived to eat and laugh. And I’m not joking.

Okay, that’s all for now.

Logen L.