Yes i did. And it costs me $188. The package came with a puny 1 kg powder laden extinguisher, otherwise known to be the “power pack” one that can kill almost any kind of fire and a smoke mask claimed to be made using NASA certified technology.
$188 on a tight lil jacket that will promise to peacock me into a superstar wannabe, maybe. But a fire extinguisher? WTF was i thinkin?
I still couldn’t believe the kind of decisiveness i displayed yesterday. And boy was i impressed. It was a grueling lesson by the way. I had goosebumps almost throughout the whole talk. With the help of pictures and videos, the product basically sold themselves.
I am not a typical singaporean. I am thrifty, yes. But i spend when i need to spend. At the back of my head, i was blaming my boss for organizing the talk. That only meant money flying out of my pocket. But then again, we can choose not to buy. But when something hard hits your solar plexus, you literally don’t have much of a choice. It’s either a yes or no. Yes, you invested in saving your own damn life, and yes, your family’s. No, you are basically sitting on luck. And it’s FINAL DESTINATION time.
I thought i was filial. In fact, pictures of my mum scrambled all over my mind during the talk. The fire, her all alone at home..it was plain scary. But i soon realised, i was also afraid. I was selfish. I was doing it for myself. To ease my fear of losing temporarily. But seriously, where do you draw the line?
You only have one life, one smart choice. The pain of watching the cash flying away was painful, but definitely not as painful as watching your loved one burn.
Today was an angry day. My fossil watch got scratched badly *in my terms*. Not by accident, rather by stupidity and irresponsibility. The bugger basically walked with his arm flinging wildly in the air. And before i knew it, the damage was done. IRREVERSIBLE DAWG!
I hope his watch hopefully a Rolex caliber,got damaged badly than mine.
BIATCH!!
Every morning without fail, i see people queuing up at the MRT elevator, standing dangerously close to the entrance. They had no passion, no life in their eyes. They looked hideous and..erm..evil. I duno man. It’s a fight or die thingy i think. But…but..it’s just another empty space in an elevator. NO? Take another one then. AND NOBODY USES THE STAIRS? WTF IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE????! Insanity at its best lah dey.
And everyone rushes. FO FUCK?! And it is scary when you realise they are being oh so controlled by the environment. The rush hour, the over crowded MRT, the angry boss in office waiting to prowl on you the minute the clock ticks over 9am. The FEAR. The FEAR of Death. In evolutionary terms..yes, the fear of death. And this fear is basically illusionary. No? You are in fact having fun scaring yourself every day. FO FUCK?
It is crazy living in such society. At times, i just feel like not giving a damn. And yes, i still don’t anyway. And just the morning before, while reading my new book on the train, i had a snap-out-of-it moment.
Why didn’t i take a moment to enjoy and appreciate the lush greeneries, cute little birds, glorious sunshine and so much more every morning??
I was one of them. One of those walking zombies.
Can you imagine how fucking stupid and ashame i felt? And surprisingly, taking a moment to pay some attention to all these morning glory details actually made me feel so much more refeshed and happy.
I knew it wasn’t all about taking the same old train, preparing for the same old *i want to scramble and find a seat* war, shutting your eyelids when the train starts moving until it reaches your destination *for those who overslept, god bless*, and what not.
It will make your life miserable. Or maybe your view of life itself. It made me sick, disgusted. And it still does.
I chose to force myself to stay awake, read a little bit of my new book, pause for a second to look at people in the morning, look at the trees, look at the newspaper auntie, and give myself a pat on the back for surviving yet another day.
We are missing out so much in LIFE. We are being so internally absorbed that we don’t pay attention anymore. And that is sad.
But sometimes i blame the society for draining so much of my energy that i am left with no choice but to sleep my time away. FUCK Society. LOL
I lost track of my new year resolutions..somehow. But i am still doing my deeds with the National Kidney Foundation though. I went for an outing with the NKF staffs and its patients to the zoo. Paid entrance, paid food. Free sun, great fun.
It’s time to get back on track and mow the lawn. Remove all those sprouting weeds, and conquer this fucking world!
Peace,