ALL we need is one..........
7:16 AM
'At this moment, there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world.
Some are running scared.
Some are coming home.
Some tell lies to make it through the day,
Others are just not facing the truth.
Some are evil men, at war with good.
And some are good, struggling with evil.
Six billion people in the world.
Six billion souls.
And sometimes - All you need is one.....' - extracted from One Tree Hill, Season 3
Saturday
I spoke to Nathaniel on Saturday night.... I didn't want to but the fact that he did not come across as a pompous jerk this time around made me listen. It was really amusing actually... what he had to say..
When i was introduced to Nathaniel (Nate) a couple of months ago, i instantly stereotyped him as a self obsessed 'met' (metrosexual) who thought he was above any human being in existence. His conversations were all so cliche, his views were predictable and his attempts to hit on any girl who swished pass him in her miniskirt was revolting. Nate was your average, how should i put it?... shameless prick who was the cause of distress of one too many damsels..... I told Nate this last night. I told him exactly how i felt about him and how i did not give a rats ass on whether or not he was keen on chatting with me ever again after that. Blunt. I was hoping for it to pierce him where it mattered and send him licking his wounds. But darn it! Much to my dismay, he just started laughing.... Apparently, he was verry amused by how i felt and what i thought of him...
Anyways, i think i owe Nate an apology.. Got to know him a little better last night and he's not as bad as i had drawn him out to be. I've actually started to admire a couple of things about him. Nate's very unconventional when it comes to life. He dares to defy convention and that's really something i like in a guy.... "A novice in the kitchen, independent and lively, a risk taker who will go the extra mild to get what she wants - that's what i look for in a woman", he replied without a single pause when i asked him. Why he goes out with all those dimwits? I would never know.... My point? Nate knows what he wants, he may not act like he does but maybe that's merely a camouflage to allow him the fun that he seeks til he realizes that it's time for him to grow up...
It took me ONE conversation with ONE person for me to realize that i have no right to judge anyone. No matter how vulnerable/silly/hedonistic/sadistic/sexist/racist/dumb/ass-y they may seem....
Sunday
Sunday started off with the norm - me feeling propelled by the after effects of endorphins from tennis and a good swim.......
Coach Moon really made me crack up and run today..... After the warming up drill, i was to do full frontal power swings which made me feel a little like Maria Sharapova embracing the neon green tennis balls as they came at me at full speed... Finally! The art of rolling the ball has come to me... Boy, did i roll the ball and made little big Moon-y proud. Practiced more on serves after that before learning how to close the ball so that it flew just above the net but not way over. That was pretty tricky and i have not mastered it yet...
Later while picking up the balls, coach told me about how he used to play in tournaments when he was younger. He told me about his passion for soccer and how tennis and soccer didn't go together.. He spoke so animatedly to the extent of it being funny almost... I couldn't help laughing and smiling the entire time.
He may be weird but Coach Moon brings a whole lotta laughter to my Sunday mornings. I needed laughter that morning.... I didn't need it from a crowd but from the wacky antics of ONE person...
I spent Sunday afternoon relishing the bliss that came about with not having to do anything. I watched tv - Grey's Anatomy (..which i missed last wed coz i had to study for bio) and then i took a long nap after reading Cleo.
Did some filing at night. Sorted out all my a levels stuff while listening to Rick Dees and the weekly top 40.
Monday
Today was kinda productive in a way. Went to the library to study with Jacintha... Michelle and Michael joined us halfway through, after lunch... Managed to get a couple of organic PYQ's done and then i re-did our mock examination math paper which i managed to complete in..err, was it 4 hours? Anyhow, i did it, every single question and in a way I'm proud... pah!
When we weren't doing work, we were chatting... The mood was pretty relaxed la, maybe coz all of us still felt kinda relieved that the mocks was over....
Left for home at around seven ish. Mike walked me to my car which i had oh-so-brilliantly parked at Elephant Walk after making countless trips around the medan area and all of the other parking lots that i could think off. Really grateful that he was there to fill the shoes of the responsible pal. Thanx Mike!! I reciprocated by sending him back to his car (of course i was obliged to do it) but then again, i could've just left him there and taken his keys... hehe...
Yet again, It took the tiny effort of ONE friend to get me back safely to my car......
As i was bathing just now, i began to realize how ONE person can make your day... How ONE thing can make you so happy that a lifetime of happiness suddenly seemed like an exaggerated amount. I realized that if you could just take ONE second to stop and think about all the many 'ONE's in your life, then it may suddenly dawn upon you that it doesn't really matter what the six billion people in the world think about you or even if they do.... What matters is at any ONE moment, at least ONE person does think and care about you...
PS: Thrish got me KT Tunstall's cd from the pasar malam today. Showed me that she cared, esp since i was dying to get KT's cd for the longest time ever. Thx sis!
Some are running scared.
Some are coming home.
Some tell lies to make it through the day,
Others are just not facing the truth.
Some are evil men, at war with good.
And some are good, struggling with evil.
Six billion people in the world.
Six billion souls.
And sometimes - All you need is one.....' - extracted from One Tree Hill, Season 3
Saturday
I spoke to Nathaniel on Saturday night.... I didn't want to but the fact that he did not come across as a pompous jerk this time around made me listen. It was really amusing actually... what he had to say..
When i was introduced to Nathaniel (Nate) a couple of months ago, i instantly stereotyped him as a self obsessed 'met' (metrosexual) who thought he was above any human being in existence. His conversations were all so cliche, his views were predictable and his attempts to hit on any girl who swished pass him in her miniskirt was revolting. Nate was your average, how should i put it?... shameless prick who was the cause of distress of one too many damsels..... I told Nate this last night. I told him exactly how i felt about him and how i did not give a rats ass on whether or not he was keen on chatting with me ever again after that. Blunt. I was hoping for it to pierce him where it mattered and send him licking his wounds. But darn it! Much to my dismay, he just started laughing.... Apparently, he was verry amused by how i felt and what i thought of him...
Anyways, i think i owe Nate an apology.. Got to know him a little better last night and he's not as bad as i had drawn him out to be. I've actually started to admire a couple of things about him. Nate's very unconventional when it comes to life. He dares to defy convention and that's really something i like in a guy.... "A novice in the kitchen, independent and lively, a risk taker who will go the extra mild to get what she wants - that's what i look for in a woman", he replied without a single pause when i asked him. Why he goes out with all those dimwits? I would never know.... My point? Nate knows what he wants, he may not act like he does but maybe that's merely a camouflage to allow him the fun that he seeks til he realizes that it's time for him to grow up...
It took me ONE conversation with ONE person for me to realize that i have no right to judge anyone. No matter how vulnerable/silly/hedonistic/sadistic/sexist/racist/dumb/ass-y they may seem....
Sunday
Sunday started off with the norm - me feeling propelled by the after effects of endorphins from tennis and a good swim.......
Coach Moon really made me crack up and run today..... After the warming up drill, i was to do full frontal power swings which made me feel a little like Maria Sharapova embracing the neon green tennis balls as they came at me at full speed... Finally! The art of rolling the ball has come to me... Boy, did i roll the ball and made little big Moon-y proud. Practiced more on serves after that before learning how to close the ball so that it flew just above the net but not way over. That was pretty tricky and i have not mastered it yet...
Later while picking up the balls, coach told me about how he used to play in tournaments when he was younger. He told me about his passion for soccer and how tennis and soccer didn't go together.. He spoke so animatedly to the extent of it being funny almost... I couldn't help laughing and smiling the entire time.
He may be weird but Coach Moon brings a whole lotta laughter to my Sunday mornings. I needed laughter that morning.... I didn't need it from a crowd but from the wacky antics of ONE person...
I spent Sunday afternoon relishing the bliss that came about with not having to do anything. I watched tv - Grey's Anatomy (..which i missed last wed coz i had to study for bio) and then i took a long nap after reading Cleo.
Did some filing at night. Sorted out all my a levels stuff while listening to Rick Dees and the weekly top 40.
Monday
Today was kinda productive in a way. Went to the library to study with Jacintha... Michelle and Michael joined us halfway through, after lunch... Managed to get a couple of organic PYQ's done and then i re-did our mock examination math paper which i managed to complete in..err, was it 4 hours? Anyhow, i did it, every single question and in a way I'm proud... pah!
When we weren't doing work, we were chatting... The mood was pretty relaxed la, maybe coz all of us still felt kinda relieved that the mocks was over....
Left for home at around seven ish. Mike walked me to my car which i had oh-so-brilliantly parked at Elephant Walk after making countless trips around the medan area and all of the other parking lots that i could think off. Really grateful that he was there to fill the shoes of the responsible pal. Thanx Mike!! I reciprocated by sending him back to his car (of course i was obliged to do it) but then again, i could've just left him there and taken his keys... hehe...
Yet again, It took the tiny effort of ONE friend to get me back safely to my car......
As i was bathing just now, i began to realize how ONE person can make your day... How ONE thing can make you so happy that a lifetime of happiness suddenly seemed like an exaggerated amount. I realized that if you could just take ONE second to stop and think about all the many 'ONE's in your life, then it may suddenly dawn upon you that it doesn't really matter what the six billion people in the world think about you or even if they do.... What matters is at any ONE moment, at least ONE person does think and care about you...
PS: Thrish got me KT Tunstall's cd from the pasar malam today. Showed me that she cared, esp since i was dying to get KT's cd for the longest time ever. Thx sis!
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