In my opinion, I think genuinely nice guys are hard to come by nowadays because they aren’t acknowledged and appreciated anymore. Of course, there is always the desire to look for one. The ‘perfect’ one. That said, when a guy does something wrong in a relationship, the girl unleashes hell, while when a guy opens the door for a girl, the girl does not say anything – partly because she’s shy or clueless on how to respond. Now, the guy here feels that as much as he is doing the right thing, he’ll always have second thoughts whether he is doing it right. Wouldn’t you?
I have to admit I am always trying to be nice. Yien agrees! :p
Of course, from a girl’s point of view, all guys are liars until proven guilty so they probably do not deserve any acknowledgements as such. If so, wouldn’t it explain why nice guys are perishing?
Your opinions, please.
At the moment, there is no other candidate who adopts the ‘i don’t care’ attitude as well as my youngest sister. As much as we understand the rebellious nature of a 16-year old, she has once again proven to us that she still is with her recent exam results. Headache betul. We’ve lined up more tuition lessons for her to deter her from wasting her time doing nothing at home each night. There are around five more weeks before the final exams visit her again. Hopefully, she’ll turn over a new leaf.
We will prevail. *dramatic music plays in the background*
Figure 1. Brian and me at my sister’s birthday party
Meet Brian. My sisters and me used to attend the same tuition classes with him during my early high school years. Actually, our houses aren’t too far apart. My room window faces directly towards his hence the feeling of being stalked occasionally (see my facebook wall). When he is not stalking, he serves as my delivery spy. To date, he owes me one KFC meal for a huge favor I did for him!
One of the best advice I received when I started work was not to have too high expectations of other people. I have to admit it never occurred to me how true it was until I met Yien. Unrealistic expectations do nothing but bring us frustration in the long run. I learnt it the hard way, but once you get past it and start expecting less, you learn to live up to your own expectations as well.
Frankly, I used to find fault in everybody. Other people ’should’ be more considerate, more helpful, more this and less of that. The thing is people do not behave the way they ’should’. Yien knows this first hand — she has seen the worst of me. Luckily, she is quite the understanding one.
The truth is, with my expectations lowered, I’ve come to appreciate the smallest of things like receiving her sms when she is home safely or when she comes by the office unannounced. Hehe. Hope I’m up to her expectations… I’m sure hers is lowered already.
A thing long expected takes the form of the unexpected when at last it comes
Mark Twain
Do you have high expectations of other people?
On the night of my sister’s birthday, I received a long awaited sms which left me a smile on my face. It was a great feeling to be acknowledged that night. At times, I do feel that I was unappreciated or perhaps not good enough… your sms reversed that. My sisters need to do the same. I need to pick her and Stephen from KBox at 11. They better say thanks or else… Wuahahaha.
Figure 1. Group photo of the sister and her entourage
Middle this week, a party was organized at home in conjunction of my sister’s 16th birthday. Around 80 guests arrived – mostly friends and acquaintances of my two sisters. The party was successful to say the least, despite having worried that it was lacking much entertainment.
Figure 2. Sister and friends posing for Photo Booth
A bit of improvising, I turned my laptop into a photo booth (using Apple’s Photo Booth application) where everyone was encouraged to take a snapshot of themselves. Almost two hundred snapshots were saved that night. Apart from that, the Nintendo Wii proved to be quite popular as well. Raving Rabbids rules! And not to ignore the fact that a deck of cards always come in handy!
This afternoon I had the most interesting online conversations about ego and its manifestations. I chuckled when Emily mentioned of his ex who had a huge ego. All he talks about himself. What a major turnoff for anyone. And whether ego is a good thing. Look at Donald Trump himself. Big ego but modest during the right situations. Then again, is it wrong to imply that egos bring confidence as well?
Nonetheless, as much as I have changed over the past few weeks, I’m keeping my ego in check because of her. That is if it has not diminish completely since coming back here for good. I feel like a huge onion sometimes. But that, my friend, will be another entry for another day.
Figure 1. Group photo after dinner in Lester’s kitchen
Early this year, me and the rest of the group were privileged to be invited to Lester’s residence for a ‘Mad Hatter’-themed private party. This, I tell you, is a rare opportunity. It was essentially a potluck dinner so we brought a dish each. Lester wore a customized hat with a flower stuck on top. Sharon, a sun hat. Fong, a farmer’s hat. Me, a hat of Pluto. Chrystella, a DIY hat. Michelle, a Christmas hat. And Dino, a beach hat. All and all, a wonderful night to remember!