A Short entry

It was already about 9.45pm. When I reached Commonwealth MRT station, I actually asked myself mentally, “is this Queenstown already?” After 5 seconds of thinking, I replied to myself, mentally of course, “eh..no..This is Commonwealth MRT station only.” My mind was very blank when I reached Queenstown MRT station. As I was coming down from the escalator, I saw a GEMS classmate. I was thinking to myself again “eh..shit..is this Queenstown.” because it was my first time seeing him at Queenstown. Nevertheless, I waved to him and he asked whether I stay here. As I replied saying yes, I thought to myself “phew~this is Queenstown.” I may sound like I am joking but this was totally how I felt after my project discussion on my journey home. I wonder how come so much of my brain cells were drained from that. I am seriously tired but glad that I did not lose my temper easily. In the past, when I was tired, anything could piss me off easily but not now, I guess.


Anyway, I just read a story online. It is really very nice. It is I Believe You by Low Kay Hwa. The link to the story is http://www.goodybooks.com/ibelieveyou.htm. However, it is uncompleted.

I came across this very meaningful phrase from the story which is “The longest wait is not created by the amount of time passed, but by your mind”

Chu Er, please get this into your tiny brain.

It is extra meaningful to me because I am usually the one waiting for people. Yes, I am. =( I seriously hate it (countless number of times), not even 5minutes. But, I am trying hard to love it. Maybe some invisible words are printed on my face “please be late” that make most of my friends to be late all the time despite the fact that they clearly know that I hate to wait for people. I am trying to love it. I am trying to be nonchalant towards it. I am trying to be indifferent towards it. I am trying very hard. Even though I may not say or show anything, I seriously still care (countless number of times). But, for the sake of friendship, I shall fake it.

I have thought about it already. If I am rich enough in the future, when my client is late for just 5 minutes, I would just walk off without listening to any explanation. I feel that if you are late for such an important stuff, it shows that it is not that important to you and you are not responsible to what you are doing SO why should I waste my precious time waiting for you? OKAY. That is just a wishy-washy thought of mine. People who know me well would know that I will not do it.

I am still thinking why am I like this – as in not having any patience to wait for people.