There is no water supply here.
Apparently, some ‘pihak berwajib’ whom I do not know and am not bothered to find out their name are going around subang area to change the pipe thingamajiggy underground.
So the guys and their mean machines are going around from SS to SS (haha, from S’es to S’es) digging up holes and pulling stuff out. (is it just me or does this sentence just sounds so wrong?)
Anyway, they’re putting up road blocks everywhere and destructing people’s daily life (the government’s great at that.) They go a-drilling right outside everybody’s front gate and therefore the whole stretch of the street cannot drive in or out if their houses. So everyone’s stuck like a pig in the mud.
Which is quite a good thing actually. No wonder I feel so healthy today.
More oxygen in the air + less CO in my lungs = janice’s lifespan increases by 10%.
I can almost hear my alveoli singing while happily expanding and recoiling away in my lungs :)
Back to the lack of water here and all the unhappy residents. (I wish I could take a pic of mdm chong sulking in her chair in the living room and posting it here. But I can’t. it’ll be a breach of privacy.)
It’s got me thinking.
We all have no water supply for less than 24 hours and we start complaining and getting all pissed. Imagine poverty-stricken countries that barely have water supply. For years.
And here we are getting an EXTREMELY small taste of what their lives are like without water. And that’s just a small part of what they have to go through everyday.
Let’s face it and be totally honest here. There is absolutely no way we would survive.
It’s all these little things in life that we take for granted. Things that have always been there that we just assume they will be there forever.
What happens if you wake up one morning to find that it’s not there? What would you do? Would you regret that you never appreciated it before and it’s way too late now that it’s gone? Would you live the rest of your life going ‘What if I had…’ and ‘I wish I did…’?
What meaning would your life hold if you were to keep going back to the past and wishing you had done things differently?
Would it change anything?
We have got it good. We just don’t open our eyes wide enough to see and appreciate everything that we have.
We’re always too busy looking at what others have and what we don’t. Wouldn’t it make you a much happier person to see what you have and what others don’t?
It’s just human nature where everything’s a want. We’re all so caught up in a materialistic world and nobody’s to blame. Almost all of us have been brought up with the idea that we must get a high-fly job in order to be respected by society. We have to climb up the ladder until we reach the top.
But it gets lonely at the top. Along the way, more often than not, we have to sacrifice A LOT of things that probably meant something once but everything takes the backseat once you’re so focused to reach the top that everything loses its meaning, including life. Because success becomes your life.
Will you be satisfied then? Will you finally get the life you’ve always dreamt of after years and years of throwing everything you’ve had into it? Sadly, the answer is no. We always want more. And it will never end. How many of us can actually say we are truly satisfied with what and who we have in our lives right now? Nobody. And you know why? It’s because NOTHING’s ever truly enough.
We’re like robots in this world. The second we’re born, we’re already fitted into a schedule and routine that we end up following until the day we die. We just do things because we know we have to. Without knowing why. Guess that's just the way things work around here.
Do we not see other people’s pain and suffering? Do we not see other people’s loss? Then why do we always complain about ours? If you think you’ve got it bad, think again. There are others out there who have got it much worse than you. And you don’t need to go about feeling sad and sorry for them. Most of them are way braver than you’ll ever be.
So maybe we should all start to appreciate the little things in life. It’s obviously much easier said than done. But step by step, little by little, we can make a difference in our own life and even others.
The other day on the way home from school, I saw this lady in her 50’s trying to fly a kite with the help of her maid. The kids were sitting on top of the slide, giggling and roaring with laughter. The lady was running from one end of the park to the other, laughing and tugging the kite, with the maid, also laughing, running behind her holding the kite and throwing it up into the air.
Somehow something about it made me stop and smile. It wasn’t just the fact that the family could find such a small thing so fun and enjoyable, but the main reason was because everyone who were passing by looked at them and smiled too. It was absolutely beautiful. The best part was that the lady was able to make so many people smile without even knowing it.
I could go on and on and write a whole book about how twisted this world is and how we all have lost sight of what really matters most but then again I’m running out of steam.
If you were hoping to read a whole entry about me complaining about having no water supply here, well, sorry to disappoint.
Only thing I’m going to say is, I do not like Indah Water. I will not be surprised if Nemo comes shooting out of the shower head one day.
I need to refill my glass of milk now.
It’s only half full :)
Ps: if you want a good life lesson, go get a copy of Mitch Albom’s TUESDAYS WITH MORRIE. An absolutely beautiful book. I finished it in one night. And boy, did it open up my eyes.
24/5/08 11.30pm
Melvin/Melvyn/Mervin. Sorry I can’t spell your name. That’s the problem when people start coming up with so many variety for the same name la. Same pronunciation also. And being smarty pantsy and bo-su-cho they decide to give their kids fancy-spelled names. I should start spelling my name Janyce then. Or jaynese. (sounds so pekingese)
Or janese. Or jenis.
Or as mr govin have been calling me for a year and a half and only managed to get my name right a few months before school ends, ‘JEANS.’ Which until now I still do not get. HOW on mother earth do you pronounce ‘janice’ as ‘jeans’??
“Hey ma, did you see my pair of JANICE?”
“Hey, do these JANICE make me look fat?”
“Levis – The Attitude Of Your JANICE.”
Point made.
Back to the jokes which Melvin/Melvyn/Mervin and ashwyn/ashwin/ashwyne made:
WARNING: Get into lame mode before reading these jokes.
Joke no 1: What did aquaman say when batman punched him?
‘WATER’ hell??
GET IT??? If you don’t, try harder.
Joke no 2: What do you get when you drop a candy into the river?
A lolli-plop!
Joke no 3: (my favourite! Origin of joke: chiek’s fav word atm is ‘faggot’ which I absolutely hate. I just generally hate it when people swea (and fyi, this is probably the only time i'm ever going to use this f word). Anyways, they came up with this joke when chiek went all ‘faggot.’
If a fag is a faggot, what is a mag?
Yea…yea…I can see the corners of your lip turning up into a smile! Just smile, laugh or say LOL! Or LMAO or ROFL or whatever other things people have come up with. As I’ve said before, I’m still choosing to be loyal to LOL.
it’s ok to find lame jokes funny. As long as you’re happy :)
Why choose to be sad when you have a choice to be happy?
Anyway josh, you shall drive me around in your BRAND NEW JAG when i get back during the june holidays!
Quoting what you said: "Yes i will be your personal driver when you get back ok? i'm on call 24/7."
You rock, dewd!
As mentioned in previous blog, was stressed out over bio test (which was yesterday) because I did not start studying for it until Saturday evening. And a little bit of Sunday.
Reason: Was absolutely enjoying myself during the weekend because Mel came out of jail (aka KTJ) to pay us a visit. And partly because she had a 15 km marathon to run on Sunday. Yes, 15 km. of RUNNING. Heck, I can barely drive 15km. ok fine, that’s cos I don’t have a license yet (please let’s not bring this topic up. It is a very sensitive one ok. *sniff*) but it proves my point.
The last time she came down was…last month I think. cos she had a BRATS activity to do which was volunteering to paint the wad kecemasan at some hospital. Man I tell you, mel is always doing all these things. The one and only Samaritan in kuching. (yes, the whole of kuching is my house ;))
(-_____________-) at least he remembers SOMETHING about sejarah.
4. Plays are so not my thing.
As umm…interesting as it was, it was pretty confusing cos I didn’t really know what was going on and some very annoying light keeps shining into my eyes. And hank was sliding off his chair every few minutes. Only time when he was actually awake was during the ‘sexy guy-horse sex’ part. GUYS.
Slept over at nick’s that night cos it was too late to go back and i would’ve been locked out by then. Lols, was damn funny.
*poot* *poot*
*holds hands up* I’m not saying anything!
And mel wanted to go donate blood on Monday right after her 15km run the day before. I tell you, if I was running the 15km marathon which I assure you I would be 87 years old by the time I complete it, my blood will be all dried up and greeny that there is no way in heck that the hospital would want to accept my blood even if I sucked it out myself, pack them in bags and threw it in their face.
But we didn’t go in the end cos although it was wesak day which was a holiday, I had physics extra class from 9 till 1. it starts at 9 and guess what time I woke up? 9. =.=”
It was a holiday after all and plus I was tired. Was thinking of going at 10 but then siew pei called to ask what class we’re in. I said ‘My room.’ Still ended up reaching school at 10 anyway.
Ended class early cos the guys from PE8 wanted to go for lunch and were complaining so mr gaura (its no more GUAVA, nick. I remember his name ok.) had to let us go. Went for lunch with siew pei and amal.
Then we were joined by hank, nick chai (whom did not shower since Friday until Monday. GUYS.), larry and mel. Went Carrefour after that cos mel needed to stock up on food before returning to the sparse land called Mantin where the nearest building is shell station. LOL! Then sent mel n nick to ktm station and bid them farewell, until we meet again.
Darn. Mel always comes down at the wrong time! Everytime she comes down I’m not totally free. And its always because of bio test. Stinkers. The next time she’ll come down is most probably august. (!!!) cos it really isn’t cheap to get from the middle of nowhere to subang, you know. Unless she has more brats activities then she’ll come down. *shall keep my fingers crossed!*
But I really truly love it when she does come down. We get to hang out and have fun like how only girls can!!! One of the things I enjoy doing most actually.
and also because you GUYS are b.o.r.i.n.g.
Ps: mel, you shall get your chance to do the big mac chant. From 3pm-9pm only!
Isn't he the most adorable baby on earth?? anyway, this is after he got his bath. You shoulda seen him before this. so black! few reasons why actually. one is because as he is hanging on my bag and sometimes i put my bag on the floor in class, *some* people sitting behind me will go "Oh my god I am so sorry Janice! i just stepped on your bear!" =.="
Not that bubbly. My detergent is kinda made to be unbubbly.
Just floating around.
Mama always say to wash behind the ears :)
And his little poofy tail too. But my mummy never told me that.
Blow dry baby!
Last step, the grooming!
Finally, laddies, the result!!
Baby you're a star!!!
