In Continuum.

Outstanding Normality

Once again,ladies and gentlemen.Yet another oxymoronic entry title.Yet another apology from me to those,who are just sick of reading such complicated,desperate effort to follow after the footsteps of Dr. Mardy Grothe.Oh well,im trying.I really am.

Anyway,i've been speaking to a friend just now online,Valerie.It concerned the future of me,and herself too.First and foremost,moving to the States is a big deal,and takes a whole lot of balls to do so as well.Considering the fact that you have none,literally,it is pretty admirable to face it with such optimism and remain ever so wistful about it.Kudos to you on that,my hat is off.

Anyway,when asked about my future's blueprint,the book i read over the week popped into my head.It's a career guide book actually,that sort of introduces different careers,what educational qualifications you need and what are required of you on the job itself.I found the job of being a research writer particularly interesting,as it involved the research of certain events,happening in the world and writing up about it.I might just aim for that to happen.Who knows,maybe i might sprout from there to later become a columnist,or a writer?The future is endlessly unpredictable,and that makes it so interesting and fearful all at once.

This is what i plan to do,or rather what i hope would come true.SIM might be an option,since they do offer Mass Comm.,and money is not an issue.Then from there,i will go find a job at SPH,working as an assistant if possible,working my way to becoming a research writer,then a columnist,or maybe an author at the very same time.Im not sure if i can manage,but i sure welcome the challenge.

Valerie then commented,that i should stick to SPH,working for them or whatever.She has big dreams,dreams perhaps too big to be qualified as anything remotely close to normal.I mean,thinking about being a writer for National Geographic is just preposterous.But then again,if you think about it,what is so unrealistic about it in the first place?Oh well,i dont know.It is pretty confusing,the future.

Anyway,SPH is never going to be where i make my nest.Well,i will earn some bucks from them to build my nest sure,but not forever.I described to her,like SPH is the zero metre mark.I have the whole field before me to dash upon.So watch me fly,because i am not going to remain at the zero metre mark for ever.

Suddenly,and strangely,i am sounding so hopeful about everything.That is in fact,in contrast to the previous few entries that i have written.It is kinda strange,though,now that i think of it.The fact that she is out of town,all the way in the land of the rising sun,and i am feeling better about myself,my life and everything that is happening.I mean,i hardly remember when was the last time i had such a good time,having a conversation over dinner with a couple of friends,like tonight at Swensen's.Besides the company,beyond the conversations,there was something more i guess.Something exceptionally different about everything,and it feels good.In a way.Perhaps it is good sometimes,just sometimes,to make a detour from my self-destructive pattern and just...let loose.

Anyway,so Valerie and i were discussing about the word "Bollocks".Heard that quite a bit in V for Vendetta today,a very British way of saying "Bullshit" actually.Anyway,so i kind of got addicted to it,and told her about my other "classy" ways of cursing people.

Look,here is the way i see it.Instead of calling people bastards,bitches,idiots,retards,losers,i think we should add some spice to such curses.I mean,they are just very childish to begin with."Oh you idiot" just doesnt have the vibe,the power to bring that other person down to the lowest point of self-dignity.In fact,it is almost laughable,when said to the face.So,i have recently armed myself with words that goes right through the heart,piercing insults or curses that gets my point across and at the same time,remain it's elegance and class.

Words like "Schmuck","Swine","Bollocks" and "Dotard" are my favourites for now.I mean,they are like swearing in French.Despite being some vulgarities,the person being sworn to wouldnt even know he was being cursed at.It's like a headshot or something.The person wouldnt even know what just hit him in the right temple when a bullet goes through his head,because he doesnt even feel it.Like the bullet,these words are like,really classy way of insulting people.They wouldnt even understand what the hell you just said,because they are too ill-informed to know the meanings of such words,and in turn might just thank you for it.

Funny how such words are so practical these days,as i walk down the streets of Singapore.I addressed my anger to Valerie,how i feel like i lose my tempter more easily as of late.I mean,it pisses me off to see stupid people everywhere.That bunch of girls today,screaming their heads off in the middle of the sidewalk.

I mean,comon'.You are not terribly attractive or even remotely good looking.So why scream your head off like a bloody Hyena and attract all the attention?Even if you never intended to do so,for God's sake why the hell did you attract my attention in the process?Destroy somebody else's intellect but not mine,do not corrupt me with your stupidity because i do not want to bring myself anywhere close to the level of your absolute ignorance and retardness.So the next time you decide to scream your head off at apparently,nothing,think again before you do so.There might just be some intellectually more advanced humans around you that might just be offended by your mere stupidity.So shut up,schmuck.

I was telling Valerie,how i sometimes think that either i am advancing too fast on a mental level or are people simply degrading.In a way,i think the media has got to be blamed for the latter explanation for my anger to the general public.But anyway,that aside,she said that perhaps i advanced and people remained stagnant.

I didnt like that explanation myself.I prefer to be anonymous,you know.I hate to be outstanding,to be anywhere near exceptional.I dont ask for much,but all i want is to be exceptionally normal,you know.I dont want to stand out like the way that crazy Hyena girl stood out in the crowd,but subtle and powerful.

Like V.Oh,V.

Haha.Okay,Corinna.Stop your nonsense about V's voice and stuff.You are influencing me .