Break the silence

When was the last time you really wanted (or needed) to say something, but kept quiet? Write a post about what you should’ve said. [original post here]

There were countless number of occasions where I could have seized the opportunity to say something about situations that weren’t right, at least to me; but I didn’t. Maybe opportunity is too much of a commercialized term. No, it wasn’t just merely missing an opportunity (to start doing the right thing). I’m also puzzled by the mixed signals sent by my gut feelings. One side of my mind tells me: “go on, do something about it!“, then the other side of it tells me better to leave things as it is. And as you’d have expected, I never did anything.

Many times, I get anxiety and it feels as if these unsaid words get stuck in my throat for that moment and they subconsciously assimilate into an addition to my fear and regrets for the things I could’ve said and I wouldn’t have regretted saying them at all. Well, among the numerous things I could have said but I didn’t, there would of course be things I would regret saying them – but I’d never ever know because I have never said them in the first place.

Maybe to anyone else, it’s not so much of a big deal.How is it possible for these insignificant passing moments to become the regrets that you’ll remember after 10 or 20 years down the road? It takes alot of courage out of one, any individual from that crowd, to say something when circumstances call for it and when everyone else just prefer to stay out of it. All it takes is that first time to do the right thing, then the second and so on, so forth.

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Pick your gadget.

Your local electronics store has just started selling time machines, anywhere doors, and invisibility helmets. You can only afford one. Which of these do you buy, and why? [original post here]

My instantaneous response was: Anywhere doors!

I mean, travelling through time is fun as well. Back and forth. You get to undo the mistakes you’ve regretted for a long time. But at the same time, when we get to change such circumstances, things won’t be the same. There won’t be lessons learnt from unpleasant experiences and we wouldn’t have met the people we know of now along the way. Surely there isn’t a foreseeing function that comes with the time machine. Things could get worse the more we try to change it. But maybe buying a time machine isn’t for the purpose of trying to change situations. It could be nice to go back in time to experience trends… to soak yourself in the air of the classic eras you’ve missed.

Invisibility helmets?

I thought it’d be invisibility cloaks! The first thing that came into my mind when I think of being invisible is for the purpose of sneaking into your lecturer’s room to get the answer scripts for the upcoming final exams. Pulling pranks on the class bully without getting discovered. To the office pantry for the juiciest gossips! But there’re surely a lot more morally-right deeds one can do with an invisible cloak.

Anywhere doors because it has always been my dream to explore the world! Travel to places, without air fares and time constraints being the barriers. I would take a travel notebook with me and jump right to wherever it takes me on the other side of the door, provided if there’s a way back. Every day when I return back home from work, an adventure could really help to liven up my life. This could be my secret life behind the dullest exterior I have. Talking about the dullest exterior, I wanted to share a quote by Mark Twain – a piece of advice I heed ever since  I came across it whenever I think of how “dull” my life can get as a 20-year-old.

There was never yet an uninteresting life. Such a thing is an impossibility. Inside of the dullest exterior there is a drama, a comedy, and a tragedy.

Unlike any other day of being ill

I spent my Sunday battling the flu bug inside of me and thinking about every reason that I can find to be grateful for being healthy because it feels horrible, really grumpy and drippy (or nose-dripping) to be ill.

On a typical weekend like this if I stayed at home, it’s easy to find things to do. But on this Sunday, I was given the impression that I was too tired to be doing anything, so I watched Stranger Than Fiction the film. It tells the life of an auditor, Harold Crick. His mundane and lonely life. He claims that everyone hates him for his job, but he doesn’t have a loathsome personality for the viewers, like myself, to hate him for. One day, he realized that his every action was being followed by this narrator’s voice, Karen Eiffel, a novelist who is famous for her fictional works with tragic endings. Little did she know that Harold isn’t fictional, that she’s documenting his life and she’s about to decide how he is going to die to wrap up the book for her publishers. It was a tough decision for her. Overall, it’s an awesome movie, everyone should go and watch it! The dialogues in the movie make great advice.

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