Monday, July 03, 2006
number 100
And so the posts have finally accumulated to a nice number of 100.
Life is all about numbers some times isn't it ?
When we were little...its about the first few steps we made, or how many words we could speak, or how many funny things we can do at that age.
As we grew it was how high we were...or how heavier (or lighter) we've got.
When we finally hit schooling age, it was the size of our uniforms, the number of books to carry, the number of cool erasers we had and of course the number of red marks in our record books.
Then slowly it became the number of friends we had, the number of crushes we had and also yes the number of hands we touched. Think at that age though, it was plenty. haha...remember one finger on your lips, the other hand hold your partner. Then the guys would go in disgust, euww, at that very thought. Little would we knew that would count as our practise.
The number game soon increased to who got the higher marks and whus PSLE aggregate got them into the better school. Back in my time, puppylove developed only when we were in secondary school (or at least for me). So it was a case of how many admirers you could get (or didnt get). The number game also was funnily for some, how long can they stay single...or even how long will they ever be single haha. Those were the funny numbers back then.
It later still revolved around studies but the numbers were how many topics and subject you could juggle. How many A's can you score. For some, its also how many teachers you can suck up to. Oh I hated those bunch.
The vast change from PSLE to the major exams in secondary was that the number was not meant to be higher. Bigger numbers werent the in thing anymore. Everyone wanted a smaller number. single digits are the best. Any 2 digits starting with a 2 was considered nightmare, or even the end of the road.
Then the number of choices laid upon us. 2 direct routes...followed by numerous numbers, all clearly defining how good a certain instituion or certain course were. Heck I would have used all those numbers for a good game of UNO anytime.
The juggling game continues with the number of subjects and this increases with the number of hours spent with the other half. This of course applies to those lucky ones. Those 'unlucky' ones spent their juggling time with other 'unlucky' one.
At this junction of life, a certain number game would have started. A number game that starts with the $ in front. Everyone would also intrested with this numbers. Heh.
Most would learn how to manage and handle moolah numbers at this age. Most also would have experienced the joy and satisfaction of earning their own keeps. This learning phase also teaches them the real value of $$. The numbers dont just add up by its own. It takes precious numbers of your daily time to earn them.
So with the passing of school, guys go through the routine of counting how many months left to ORD, be it they had just be enlisted the day before. Haha. K maybe not till that extent, but it'll be counting down definietly. Like 3 more weeks to POP. Then 5 more weeks to promotion. Or 28days leave to clear. Before finally you'd hear them count honourably to the beat of the marching drums, & suddenly they have ORD ;)
The female species though would have had a head start in the real greenback chase. Counting and counting the numbers that add up preciously in their account books. For the minah kawin2, they will be counting how much will be needed to hold their grand wedding while for others they will just spend their money away on their pradas, gucci or coach materials, which by the way they can also attain at low low prices with the same looking tag too at the corner of sungei road. Hehe ;P
And so it has come to this, the world revolves around numbers. Yet if we were to think, we would never ever achieve the largest number, for it is infinite. Yet why are we all always in our life obsessed with numbers ??
Im asking myself this same thing now. Why be obsessed with the 100th post when in fact no one really cares ?
-siGh-Was in a small bout with the evil thoughts in the middle of the night yesterday. Those evil voices appeared with the flashing lightning and roaring thunders that accompanied the torrential downpour in the wee hours. In the end, that kept me awake. Awake enough to remember that today is a certain's friend birthday. Numbers again.
Haha. This can go on forever I tell you and I still would not know whats the real reason numbers are being blabbered upon.
To 'sheikin', my dear lecture/tutorial mate from SP, the one who helped me wake up just in time to rush to the all important lab test heh, happy 24th birthday girl (",)
A very significant number in life eiy ?
Heh...well life is truly about numbers to a certain extent but like all things its us that makes the things important and happen, not the things itself. The numbers can never just increase so much if we never do anything right ? ....right ??
For the numbers in time do no stop, so thats 1 thing out of our control.
or so you think ;P
when darkness turns to light @ 9:33 am
