A wonder, no wonder: Naked without nothing.

A wonder, no wonder

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Naked without nothing.

In just an instant, my whole life flashes right before me. Everything starts shutting down. Systems, names, dates, places, times. Friends start missing. Colleagues start disappearing. Time vanishes and reappears. My whole life grinds to a pathetic halt. All because of her.

I just can't live without her. The sudden realisation that she can't be in my life anymore just shocks me. It'll cost too much for me and her to get back together again. For me, I have to give so much of myself. For her, she has to totally change and rewire her brain again. I feel so deeply saddened that she can't be part of my life anymore. Without her, my life has just collapsed into itself, imploding from the inside out..

I took one look at her again today. I looked longingly, hoping she'd come back to me. But well, with one last flicker goodbye, she went black. Alas, it was her time to go. I really wanted to save this... "relationship" but then again, it would have cost me 200 dollars and 4 weeks in repair time. Maybe it's time. Maybe it's time I got a new "HER". Maybe it's effing time I got a NEW DAMN PHONE. Goodbye my sweet Samsung U700. You were pretty.. but also pretty damn bimbotic.

Life has totally turned upside down without the damn phone. I can't call, I can't be called.. What else? Hmmm people asking what I want for lunch and I can't reply and have to go hungry. Mother asks whether I need her to buy dinner in, I can't reply and have to eat instant noodles. I can't meet Mel to go on campus with anymore, I can't call to chat anymore. I can't do anything! Not even check the time. (Yes, my phone IS my watch) Well then. Life has somewhat shutdown all because of one small little piece of plastic and metal that fits into the palm of your hand.

Technology. It's so fused into our lives so much so that when something dies, our physical life dies with it. It's ridiculous! Your phone dies and essentially your social life dies along with it. Your laptop dies together with all your work and files. Your computer dies and so does your work, your games, your stress relief. You can't check Facebook, you can't twitter.. and omg you can't blog. Essentially, blogging or posting items online IS work. Strangely enough, we can't bring ourselves to write a 5000 word essay or write a short paper once a week, but we sure as hell can blog long, poetic entries almost every day.

We need to question the neediness of ourselves on technology. MRT rides without my iPod has become utter torture. Off-days without the computer is hell on earth. What next??? Next thing you know we refuse to leave our house because our automated toenail cleaner broke down.

Today's Song: Pretty, Young Thing (PYT) - Michael Jackson

MRT Watch: Old people have this effect on the MRT: The moment they step in, anyone, even big strong men sitting in the Reserved seats magically fall asleep, instantly! Must be some neuro-toxin pheromone going around.

Confucius says: Wise man knows that, "The Als", Alson Tan, is the answer to all your problems.. for the right price. =P

In totally unrelated news: Someone told me recently that my writing style is like reading erotic poetry. No wonder all my secret admirer love letters were an epic failure every single time...

posted by The Als @ 1:06 am

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