Constructive Deconstruction

And so the Harry Potter fever is dying…

July 30, 2007 on 1:56 pm | In Random | 2 Comments

After just such a short period of time, all things harry potter have died down which is such a relief for me. I seriously don’t understand why there was such a craze over the book. In fact, I don’t understand a lot of things surrounding the series - movie and book. Maybe it’s because i’ve neither read any of the books nor watched the movies but can someone explain to me why a fictional story could be so ‘moving’ that a counselling hotline would have to be set up?

One theory that was suggested to me was how the readership is primarily made up of kids(which somehow doesn’t strike me as entirely accurate) and that someone like Harry seems to strike a chord with that age group…and add that to the fact that kids are more emotional, it’s easy for something like that to convert peaceful fun-loving kids into little walking weapons of mass hysteria.

Anyway, this is pretty much a ranty post that I needed to write about before diving back into my coffee…I just had to get it off my chest.

Bleagh.

(Singapore Trivia: Did you know that Harry is LKY’s english name?)

Emotional. No lust. No excitement.

July 30, 2007 on 8:09 am | In Reflections | 1 Comment

the title was something from Happy Endings: Asian Boys(it’s not exactly like that ) and it reflects how I feel somehow.

Today must be one of those really great days for me. Maybe it’s meant to keep me going for the next couple of weeks or months. I don’t know. But it’s good =) yay!

I spent the evening having dinner with Jas and before catching Asian Boys with her at the Drama Centre. A combination of really great company and really great show is something that left me literally speechless. I must have walked out of the theatre and just kept really quiet for like 5 entire minutes or something. I honestly just wanted to sit down and maybe look at her and just “fwah”.

It’s been a long time since i had the chance to think about more than just business models, future plans, schedules, subject registration and the likes. The show, while it touched on gay related issues, also brought up the issues on love. Fundamentally, when it comes to love, someone who is gay goes through the same problems as all the straight guys…and more(because of the stigma).

The thoughts that ran through my head reminded me of the values that I hold and why i hold them till this day. While questions(old and new) surface because the evening, those are answer fitting only my diary and not in a public domain such as my blog…or maybe not yet.

All in all, it was a great play that’s brought up a couple of new perspectives for me to mull over. Oh, and if you’re one of those ‘typical student’ that’s wondering why I even bother going for such things(and no, it’s not just because of the company), it’s because I find plays extremely compact. The depth of emotion that runs through you could go as deep as your day to day emotion…except that what you can feel in weeks, is probably felt in minutes. It throws me high up in the air, slams me right back down to earth and suddenly humours me while i’m still in shock. It happens so quickly that i’m left with no choice but to remember my emotions, to understand that at the end of the day, that is what makes me human - that at the end of the day, we are all human…and while we try very hard to think with our heads, it’s really the heart that makes many decisions.

After the show, we managed to meet up with Ivan for supper where we just basically chilled. It was great to just be able to sit down and talk about random stuff. I realised I shouldn’t be allowed to sit facing a window because i’ll end up either scanning what’s on the other side of the window or i’ll end up looking at what’s behind me through the reflection. Sheesh. Habits. ( Yeah, I like to…look around.)

Each time I talk to either of em, i’m reminded of why I stay this path. Why I cannot quit. It’s not inspiration but more of an affirmation of things. I cannot allow us to have the same conversations when we’re 30. I cannot allow her to be talking about a crappy job trying to choose between between being broke and going on a vacation alone and getting a new machine. I cannot allow him to hope to get the promotions that will bring him better days when he can obviously be achieving so much more. I cannot allow us to think that the world will consume us, with its endless list of responsibilities and circumstances, as we grow up. It’s when we ‘grow up’ that hope is lost.

Anyway, it was a good day. Hence, Monday morning will be a good day to die. lol(that’s was just random shit). I’m gonna rush off to clear work now…need to figure out how to turn 55k into at least 550k in 3 years…lol

In the end, regardless of how sure I am of things, it only takes a girl to makes me this helpless and happy at the same time. Helplessly happy? Happily helpless? lol