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I'm in love with...
DRAMA! (I am so gonna get back in tune with it, just you wait.)
The Beach at night.
Getting wet in the rain.
The colour maroon.
Nice quiet parks.
Picnics with awesome people at nice quiet parks.
And the list goes on. =)
Love yourself. Really. =)
Aim for the sky, but sometimes you gotta work with what you have, and that might not be too bad; you end up appreciating things more.
Opinionated, but I certainly do care for others' feelings too.
Don't do what you wouldn't want done to you. The stuff that comes back can be pretty nasty.
Everything does happen for a reason, it's whether you learn from it or not.
And living life to the fullest might not necessarily mean going crazy and doing what everyone else is doing, but then again, my definition of crazy is probably worlds apart from yours, so, oh well.
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Take my hands in yours, and lead me to a dance...
|| Thursday, August 26, 2010 ||
The mentality that some Singaporeans have with the reserved seats in trains is annoying. Ok, so there're reserved seats for the elderly/handicapped/pregnant, but does that mean that only the people who are sitting in those seats are expected to give up their seats? What about the people sitting in the seats without the sign above them, it's ok for them to stick their butts firmly to their seats while an elderly/pregnant/handicapped person enters the train looking for a seat? The idea is, "Oh, I'm not sitting in the reserved seat, so I don't have to give up my seat." It's about the willingness to give up your seat, regardless of which seat you're sitting on, not staring and waiting for the person sitting at the reserved seat to give up their seat.
And seriously, all you old aunties who literally push and prod your nasty little fingers into people's backs to rush and get a seat in the train, if you have so much energy to do that, then just jolly well stand. Grrrrrr.