Friday, February 22, 2013 10:59 PM
What about today?
*Wipes dust off*
YHELLO GUYS!
I'm back! (: UT3 has begun and I'm only left with two more papers to go. Right after that, it'd be the uber long break for me!
I'm glad to say that my UT2 grades have improved too, as compared to UT1. *beams*
So what have I been up to?
Well, let's start with
Valentine's Day, 14th February 2013.
My boyfriend came by my house in the wee hours of the morning, just to give me a bouquet of roses! Thank you darling, love you! (:
Of course, I prepared something too!
A
VIDEO!
Do click on the
link above if you'd like to watch it, I'm not going to put it in this post as it screws up my paragraphs. ):
It isn't much, but I hope he likes it. (:
We didn't spend the entire day together though, as he had exams. I spent the afternoon playing Okami on PS3 till 5-ish, where he came back to pick me up for dinner!
We went to Buddy Hoagies, a small restaurant beside Beauty World.
It isn't anything grand, but it's price was pretty reasonable! To top it off, I really loved the sauce that went with my steak, and my boyfriend and I felt really full!
He then sent me home after that, and I'd just like to say another big thank you to him.
I love you Hans.
And that's all for Valentine's Day!
The next thing that I'd like to talk about is
Compassion. If you missed the very first picture uploaded on this post, please scroll back to read it again.
Why
Compassion?
Just yesterday, I was all worn-out from having my UT, and all I could think of was going back home. I walked the long and terrible journey from RP to woodlands interchange, and when my bus came, I was so glad that I could actually get a seat.
The journey home was terrible though. I had to sit at the outside seat, and I hate it. It makes me feel so insecure, like I'd topple off any moment and just backflip myself to the ground. Plus, I really love window seats. ): To add it on, it was the seat that made me face the back of the bus instead of the front. I detest those seats the most as they make me nauseous.
Who actually likes to sit there? It's like wanting to have eyes at the back of your head. Horrid seats.
It wasn't helping much too, that the bus was so squeezeyyy, and I must say, that it's so f**king difficult to play Temple Run 2 when everyone's trying to flatten you right into the bus window.
I got really cranky at a point of time, as when I almost had a chance to beat my high score, suddenly, the bus decided to jerk.
I obviously almost fell off my seat, and you bet that I died in Temple Run too.
Heads up for a second, my highscore is a
975 thousand! *insert evil laugh*
*ahem*
BUT BACK TO THE POINT,
It was about 15 minutes to my stop, when I finally had the chance to move into the window seat.
Just when I thought that things were finally gonna get better, I then smelled a horrid
stench.
Do you remember back when you were in your primary school days? Where you played catching/badminton/basketball under the scorching sun, and ran like hell during PE, only to perspire like a pig and then smell like one at the end of the day?
That musky salty smell.
I smelled it then. But this time, it was about
10x stronger. I swear, it felt like I was sharing the bus with thousands of these primary school kids. What made it worse was that the air con above me was blowing this stench all over me.
The stench made me look up from my Temple Run, and I realized that even the auntie sitting opposite me was cringing her nose too.
It didn't take me very long to find out that the stench came from beside me, and so much was going through my head.
"Who the hell can actually stink so bad?"
"Didn't you bathe before you went out?"
"God, you're so inconsiderate."
I was even thinking of moving away and standing for the rest of the journey.
But when I turned my head around to check the culprit, I then caught a glimpse of what he was wearing.
A mud stained ragged shirt, with a faded white text saying,
"
CSC Enterprises".
He was a construction worker., a man in his late fifties, sixties tops.
My heart sank, as I realized of how obnoxious I was being.
He was simply a worker that was dead beat from work, and the air con from the bus was probably the best luxury that he could have right there and then.
It
isn't really his fault for smelling bad, isn't it?
It
isn't his choice to smell like that either.
And it most certainly
isn't much of him to just ask for some rest on a bus.
I decided to sit right where I was, and I spent the rest of the journey reflecting upon this.
You know, definition of words are always easy to find.
But to truly understand what it means, that's a
different thing.
On that day, I finally understood it.
There will always be people that are less fortunate than us, and yes. It'd be difficult for us to understand their plight, much less put ourselves in their shoes. What's most important is that we spare a thought for them, as they too, are human.
I hope that some of you would be able to take something out of this experience of mine.
With that, I'm signing off.
Love,
Natalie Lim
