A Lesson about (My) Life
I said it. And I'll say it again... A Famosa Resort should consider renaming itself to A'Famosucks Resort to epitomise its attributes. If you have a choice, stay away from that manky place, especially if you're paying for it, and let alone at KL 4**** rate. Rubbish! Really, there's nothing good about it. And get this, the person accountable for the choice of venue said, "They did this the last time, I can't believe they did it again". How could he be so thick. And it's all because of some silly golfing, which by the way, concerned only a handful of participation. Maybe a year of incessant beating and earful bashing from business associates would teach him a lesson. Wish I could shove him into an antiseptic washer to sterilise his brain for more sense.Got back to the office the next day. As I was swinging 180 degrees from the flat panel, I caught a glimpse of Mr S. What a coincidence! What is he doing here, I thought to myself. Instantenously, I pulled a drawer, rummaged through my imitation coach, flipped the purse mirror and applied my ginger lipstick. Just in case. Dumb huh? I was so desperate, wasn't I? And we're talking about Mr Podgy Shorty S. My taste in men is becoming more bizarre by the day. I cannot explain it. Maybe it's the desperation. No. It's the face. Luminescing with intelligence just like Mr. A. *Sigh...* Yes, I have an imperative soft spot for that.
Last night, I lost my cool with my tutee. It was a combination of disappointment and impatience. And before I went to bed, I realised that I may have been a bit too harsh on her. I 'talked' to her about choices, self-motivation and responsibilities. Uncanny it was, coming from my mouth given my circumstances. I might as well be lecturing myself.
And there's this thing about water vs oil that hadn't struck me til this morning as I was doing the dishes and thinking about being prudent with the water. We're so oil-dependent. But think about water. We have alternatives for oil but we don't for water. Fundamentally, at the end of the day, our needs will be reduced to mere survival. Not to become rich. Not to even have a comfortable lifestyle. We can still live without those but we cannot if we don't survive. The material world will end and we'll be back to basics- riding in a carriage driven by a herd of cows or horses, lighted by firewood in the dark etc. etc. And water will cost a bomb, more than you can ever imagine with oil. And the new moghul will be the groundwater explorers. Thanks PB for the subconscious implant of this lateral thought.
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