and, another day

what a fast day zooms by. geez, nothing's done.
woke at 12 today. Some time ago, it'd have been a 'as usual'. but since i've revamped my lifestyle (or at at least trying to), i've came to look at all these late nights as fool's gold, wasting my time the next day. oh but well, should cut some slack during friday nights.

but hey, it didn't help to destress myself. I still feel tense today. supposed to be a go gym in morn, physics the rest of the day schedule, but i missed gym and could hardly bring myself to study. ugh.

What to do?

Actually, it brings to mind a scene that stuck in my mind for a long time, and played a part in me wanting to revamp my lifestyle. wonder if anyone watched the doctor show screen on channel u somewhere towards the end of last year:

The depressed senior doctor went to a pub ran by his MedSchoolDropout-Turned-BarOwner Mistress. So he there, grousing grousing, and then, he said: "Ugh, lets not talk about it(the problems). Lets drink."

To which his mistress replied "thats the act of a 2nd rate man."
"Lets spend the night at your house, then"
"that's a 3rd rate man"
"then what should i do?"
"Go home, take a shower, and have a good night's sleep."

Which makes sense.
so.
tata~~

And so i start a blog, after all

I 've heard before, that all poets, writers etc, are desperate for attention.

But I scoffed.

I mean, writing can be entirely cathartic. And for years thats what i've used it for, penning down personal thoughts, feelings, ideas, in my dear diary. But then of course, if i could get my poetry read by others, it does feel great.

Hey no. No. This blog's not set up to showcase poetry. actually, my muse has left me for quite awhile. Neither is it really a diary. Personal stuff, i still go back to the dear handwritten diary. I mean, my handwriting's a mess, but still, its got a personal touch to it. Its me what!

Just that i like to think. Lots. Before i sleep, especially. And i kind of figured, might as well get them recorded before they just slip away, forever. so i store them here. Forever.

So lets start with my Original Thought. Original as in, first thought that i was thinking when next, i thought of writing them here. My diary could do i suppose, but then these thoughts, too long, my hands will tire. alright, begin.

I'm not much of the soccer fan, but the other day i saw the straits time article saying how 7 of 11 of our national team players said that if presented with the situation that opposing players go down, will you stop play, or play on? ( question posed with the recent 1-1 draw where Tottenham scored a goal with 2 arsenal players down).

What caught my eye was Indra Sahdan, saying , something like Sportsmanship doesn't win games, and that it is his job to score. He's the hero that scored goals against Man Utd and Uruguay, and its sad that this is coming from him. I know, in the practical world, results is nearly everything. But still. oh well.

And if you say, hey, more of them said they'll stop play than those who said otherwise. But mind you, 2 of them, Lionel lewis and sharil Jantan, they're keepers. I could imagine them thinking," if my defenders go down, will i want opposing strikers to take me on? cuz not". Yet when given the choice of sportsmanship or Goal, our national striker has made his stance clear.

No no, i'm not here to flame him. But i'm sure if this question is asked to school teachers, they'll certainly say sportsmanship is more important. Well, at sch level, winning isn't exactly of the same significance as it is at the professional level. It isn't your Job, after all.

What kept me up all night: Is the education system incalculcating impractical values to students?

This is far more serious than teaching irrelevant stuff that we won't use in working life. We're talking about values here. once ingrained, its hard to change. And it'll hurt to know that you're messed up becuz u did the right things your heart told you.

Nice guys finish last? Hao Ren Nan Dang?

Or maybe, Virtue is a reward in itself.

Perhaps one day i'll know.

Actually, nah. rather not.