just read something in the sunday news about the blogging craze everywhere in the world.
i agree some people blog to be famous,
some expound on profound topics that are all greek to common people like you and me,
while some are just innocently documenting their every day lives and little problems.
the first and the last type have a tiny problem.
they are self-absorbed freaks.
the former being more so.
hahahaha.
the latter being minimally so, until they start lamenting about how unfair life is.
so as to prevent myself from becoming more self absorbed than i already am,
i'm starting on a fresh slate.
i am tempted to axe out the rest of my previous entries;
but i cannot bring myself to because some entries are just significant milestones in my life.
like the vday and post vday ones.
and the uk trip one.
okay maybe "milestones" is too exaggerated.
haha. anyway.

so here goes, my first attempt at being less self absorbed. 0.o
okay it may be futile but it's still a try.
flag day.
seems like rgs students have been transformed into manipulated nincompoops who go around with a plastic smile (as suchin puts it) and a mouthful of "thank you's" to say.
so the three of us (pointedly manda suchin and me) set off from dhoby ghaut mrt station.
we walked and we walked and we walked.
along the way we met interesting characters.
guys with girls who, in the attempt to please their dates, gave some coins.
portly mothers with children by their sides happy to empty all their loose change into our tins.
smokers who, surprisingly, gave a lot (and i pray that they get over their addiction. it sucks to smoke.).
an indian man with a face full of unkempt beard and a ciggy hanging from his mouth, claiming that he donated 200 million dollars to a couple of boys with the same tins.
a chinese woman who had excessive undergrowth that was about 7 cm long (it must really stink up there).
old students of rg and nanyang giving out of love of their old schools.
fellow students from other schools who have been in the same plight of walking around asking for money gave generously as well.
stunt-bikers and hip-hop dancers in the esplanade underpass filled our tins with coins with cheeky comments and little hesitation.
oh and a group of uni undergrads approached us to make a 30 second long "ahhhhh" clip but in the end all donated.
so singaporeans do have a heart.
yet there are still the typical eye-rollers, dao-ists (people who dao, not those monks you see in the temple, god forbid), bochup's and passport seekers.

all in all, we were pro.
walked more than 2.4 km i think.
and our tins are much heavier than those people's back in orchard.
approaching people seemed easier and easier as we got along.
we even stopped by at second hand bookshops to see if there was "conceptual physics" in them.

even though i hold to my stand that flag day manipulates students like us,
it can be meaningful if you let it be.
there was one point in time whereby i was really asking for the organisation,
and not to fill up my tin.
maybe that's how i filled up my tin faster.
i was jumping at practically every person in sight.
so those people who are gonna do flag day next year,
you can think that flag day's manipulative,
but try to do it with heart and your tin will fill up fast.

alright, that's about the end of my entry.
this is tiring.
i am so used to my senseless banter of the past.
i just blab.

okay. shall go mug geography.
and oh shucks, i haven't rewritten my gonghan.

nevermind.
i will do it.
soon.

<3 gab
9:40 PM