What's In A Name

So i have about 3 hours before Quen Seng arrives from Malaysia and invades my room. I assure you i'm not bitter. Au contraire, i am grateful for his company when my best friend decides to leave me. So before I go shop till i drop, i'll write a little about the name of my blog. 2 failed relationships. Why? Becuase i was too quiet. And it's true. If you know me, besides my sarcasm and sometimes witty remarks, am i able to hold a full conversation? Seldom. Only excuse i can give is I'm a better listener. But so is a wall if you don't want to get a reply. Hence the gift of the gab. The true ability to speak in prose without afore thought and practice. I desperately want it. To speak without mumbling, to do it with confidence, to melt people's hearts and maybe get the opportunity i want and sometimes(just sometimes) deserve. As for topics of conversations, i guess that is just my fault. I do most things people find dreary like read up on wines, listen to old music and watch plays. I may be generalising here but not many teenagers can continue conversations on those. So i guess if i wait about 25 years, i'll begin to become interesting. I should have be born in the 16th Century Victorian Age, where wine was staple and plays was the main source of entertainment. Conceived about 500 years too late.

If anybody has read 6 Hours One Friday by Max Lucado the synopsis gives a wonderful quote, "When a hurricane strikes, good sailors know to anchor deep." It talks further about different times in your life, when you've been caught by one of life's storms and 3 of them were mentioned, FUTILITY, FAILURE and FINALITY in laymen terms, The Meaning of Life. Let Down. And the Death of Someone close. As this week comes to it's halfway point, the storm of failure has ravaged my soul and this has come even before the torment of the release of my A' Level results. And therefore i'm thankful for those who have been my bedrock for me to anchor upon. Close friends and family(EXcluding brother). You all therefore have my gratitude, shoutouts going to Quek, Jason for listening to me blabbler away, Grace for lunch-ing with me, Quen Seng for keeping me occupied with shopping and Jocelin for after not talking to me for so long to finally come back to hear me whine. Thanks A MILLION. All i'm missing now, is my drinking partner who's away on national duty so i'll stay alcohol-free. Sorry for this depressing post but such is the state of my life but don't let me get you down. Go out and enjoy yourselves! especially those that just ended their exams.

Song Of The Moment: Alone Again, Naturally - Gilbert O'Sullivan