Monday, November 30, 2009


Its always something...

that's holding one back. We complain we dont have enough time, enough money or enough determination. If the above three reasons dont quite fit, we can always blame it on your parental units. Once you find the cause of why you never get things done, you must then proceed to dramatically roll your eyes and point your middle finger in the general direction of morgan freeman.

I have met so many people in their late 20's and early thirties, lamenting about how "old" they are. And telling me (the young one wtf) that the future is brighter for the youth, and that I should seize the day and do happfying, worthwhile things with my life.

And I ask. surely 20 something aint too old to go after what you want? As long as the will is there, surely there is a way?

And with dejected faces, they insist they are old and scoff at my so called nativity.

Do you hold hands with your husband when you go grocery shopping?
No, we're too old for that.
Do you wear high heels that make you feel like you can take on the world?
No, too old for that too.
Do you still hang out with friends til late at night?
No, too old for that.
Do you still watch cartoons?
No, too old for that too.

Next thing you know, they tell you they dont have sex anymore because they are too old and boring for it as well T_T But really, I dont wanna know. Too much info.

It scary and sad to see how early one has just, well- give up. Its as though after they get a job, they bottled all their aspirations, dreams and hope into a jar, and stashed it somewhere at the top of their cupboard. And once in awhile, they would pick up the jar,gently brush of the dust off it, and stare at it as though it was a piece of their past. After that, they would gently place the jar back into the top of the cupboard and head back off to finish off their knitting on their favorite rocking chair.

I dont want to grow up to be one of them. Young. Jaded. Repressed. Bitter. And oh so determined to make themselves miserable.

Each time they go about their lost chances, I feel the urge to tell them to smash the damn jar. Its not too late. Its never too late. Obligations and responsibilities will always be there. You will never be free of what you are expected to give back as a child, a lover and a member of this so called goddamned civilized society (peer pressure)

You can procrastinate or fail as many times as you want, but please dont give up just like that. Even grandmas can learn to rap.

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posted by hiddenmcky at 3:11 AM 1 comments

Friday, November 27, 2009

Unphotographable

This is a picture of a little girl who had on a simple t shirt, short pants and a pair of traditional red clogs. She looked like she belonged in a classroom of primary one kids. It was dinner time at a hawker center which was located near a lrt station. The place was packed and yet the girl was sitting on a wooden stool, in a dark corner, washing the dishes alone.

I swore I lost all my appetite then. People should never learn to breed unless they are perfectly capable of providing a happy childhood.

posted by hiddenmcky at 12:48 AM 1 comments

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

6+ 31 days to the new year.

There a certain sense of surrealism when you look back into the past, or perhaps its just me. But in the recent one year, my reality has lost more stability than it ever had before. As much as I like to think that a person's path is chosen by themselves, but there are some things, some places and yes, some people that we seem naturally inclined to cross paths with, and there really isnt anything we can do about it.


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Friday, November 20, 2009

(not taken by me)

18/11/2009
I didnt want the lights to turn green. All I wanted to do was to keep holding on.
I just didnt know how.

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Thursday, November 12, 2009

Things people talk about at work.

From:
mei.kay
Sent: Thursday, November 12, 2009 2:23 PM
To: aaron
Subject: Resignation Letter

hmmm hows this
Dear boss,
Please regard this email as my official tender of resignation. The (insert the amount of time you worked at ur company) years/months/hours spent under your supervision was the worst (insert the amount of time you worked at ur company) of my life. I however, wish you the best in life. and hope you can find a dedicated staff equal to myself as a replacement.
Thanks for your kind attention =)
Regards
(insert name)


From: aaron
Sent: Thursday, November 12, 2009 11:31 AM
To: mei.kay
Subject: RE: Back at work.. sigh

Haha... if I go back to ipoh and not go back home, is kinda not nice right.. prolly if I go for a day also, I'll stop by la. LIfe in ____ sucks... everyday..
Ps.. do u have any sample resignation letters?


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Note: This is as far as I can go about talking about work here.

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Saturday, November 07, 2009


Communication Breakdown.


When people talk about conversations, they talk about-wavelength. They talk about frequency. I used to have a better reception of what you had in mind. And now, all I get is static. I strongly suspect, in the end, I would just give up trying to decipher white noise.

But I really dont want to turn the dial yet.
Im just not ready.

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Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Pout.

Dear Morgan Freeman,
Let me get this right, for once.

posted by hiddenmcky at 1:31 AM 2 comments