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Tuesday, July 10

Im reading Twilight again. A tiny paragraph from there just happened to catch my attention and changed my perspective of life.


“Rosalie is jealous of me? I asked incredulously. I tried to imagine a universe in which someone as breathtaking as Rosalie would have any possible reason to feel jealous of someone like me.


“You’re human.” He shrugged. “She wishes that she were, too.”


And that kind of set me thinking. Some of us spend the most of our lives envying others and being jealous of their seemingly perfect lives. Even when some misfortune befalls those “perfect” beings, we are still able to argue that whatever they are experiencing right now is nothing compared to own personal sufferings. Yet, we fail to see that while they may have owned a great deal of things, but that may not be what they truly want deep down inside. Mostly we are merely concerned with perfection and neglect the fact that each and every one of us is given a life for separate reasons. No one is flawless. Maybe if we start to become envious of someone else, we could try to re-evaluate our lives and look at the bright side of things instead?


In Twilight, Edward was always so concerned over Bella's thoughts and feelings. It suddenly makes me wonder if there would ever be any person who values what i think and feel so much...and bothers to constantly communicate with me to find out more about myself.




Anyway, me and Sherf went to Pizza Hut today for the pizza hut tour. The tour was astonishingly short and it made making pizzas seem like the easiest thing in the world. We settled down for some soup and a personal pan pizza-haiiwain. It occured to me that the whole trip seemed to be just about having a meal there. I was pretty much enjoying the food although i was eating really slowly from the 3rd piece of pizza onwards.


After finishing the pizza, Sherf and I were threatening each other to pour chili bits and cheese respectively down each other's coke, but refrained from doing so. Instead, we busied ourselves with tampering with those two containers so that the cap was just right. Not too tight so that it wont fall out but not too loose for the attendant to realise it. This was inspired by the rachel incident whereby the whole cover fell out on her food while she was adding cheese.



After sometime, hyperactive me got kind of bored. Thus when i looked at Sherf's cup of coke, i had a mischievious spark in my eyes. Lifting up the cheese container, and carefully holding it in such a way that the loosened cap doesnt fall out, i swiftly added them to her glass of coke. Immediately, she jumped and flared up for a while before remembering that, hey, she has a chili container too. Thus she lifted it up and aimed at my glass of coke this time. Alas! She was no where as careful as me and conveniently forgot the fact that the cap was loosen. In a flash, chili bits were all over the table and my shirt and my glass was practically half filled with it. The whole table was in a mess and we both couldnt help but burst out laughing. Then we realised that this could get us into a situation of embarassment should the teacher or waitress notice and decided to scoot out of that place as quickly as we could. Sadly, we didnt remember to take a snap on the hilarious scene. :(



okayy, i think my description did absolutely no justice to the truth at all. Sighs. Ooh, show is starting...shall stop my blogging spree for now.

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6:31 PM