Wednesday, June 26, 2013

I was in bed trying to fall asleep when I thought of Ice Bear. Ice Bear is a Polar Bear that National Geographic/Animal Planet followed to document his life. He is a teenager Polar Bear. I remember the one episode I watched. Ice Bear and other Polar Bears were stranded on land and it was Summer. They were waiting for Winter to come so they could migrate back home to procreate. Ice Bear was all alone. He had no family and he had no food. Food was scarce and he resorted to cannibalism. He became a scavenger, eating carcasses of other Polar Bears which died of starvation. A mighty Polar Bear, the best predator of the land of ice had to resort to cannibalism to survive. Then, he saw a mother Polar Bear and her 2 cubs. He followed them as she went in search of food to ensure the survival of her babies. Ice Bear followed them with a distance and could not get near them. He was lonely and was happy just being around them, but mother Polar Bear did not feel the same way. Eventually, she chased him away and he wandered around on his own. One day, he found a pack of dogs. Ice Bear did something which surprised the cameramen. He laid on the ground in the middle of the pack. Bears and dogs are genetically enemies. Ice Bear craved company so much that he defied his instincts to kill them and just laid on the ground to sleep. The next morning, Ice Bear was covered in snow when he woke up. He left the pack and continue to make his journey towards the destination where his instincts told him to. Then, he saw ice everywhere. Water had frozen to create ground for the bears to walk.

Then I teared. For their winter was a few months late, and it was going to be shorter than ever. The bears had limited time to create a new generation. The cubs would have to grow up and learn their survival skills at a younger age. The bears would have to change their pace and quickly get to the promised land of food before the season changes and their prey leaves. What have we done?

At times, I want to be an animal. Animals have instincts. They always know where to go, and what to do. They feel so strongly that they press on even when they know there is danger. Wildebeests make great migrations across the Savannah each year. They are the first animals to lead the migration. They know where to go where there is fresh grass to graze, where to go where there is rain and where to go where it is suitable to mate. I remember a scene where millions of Wildebeests stand before a river. They have to cross the river in order to reach the other side where their oasis awaits, and the river is home to the hungry crocodiles. Driven by their instincts, the herd races across the river. All of them hope to not be the unlucky few which would end up as torn flesh. The herd eventually makes it across with a few sacrifices.

I am sure that I am not the only one to have ever have this thought. Humans are the only species of all the creatures on this planet to try to go against Mother Nature. We have science and medicine to prolong our lives. We take land and water from the animals and proclaim it as ours for survival. Here comes the joke. When there is global warming and natural disasters are more frequent, we try hard to think of 'solutions'. This 'solution' is not to stop all that from happening, but rather to slow it down. What hypocrites humans are.

Then I think further and I blamed Adam and Eve. If they hadn't listened to the serpent and ate the apple, we wouldn't have knowledge. Without knowledge, we wouldn't have all these disasters that the world is experiencing right now. Perhaps this is God's punishment for us. This is a very fine example of 'you reap what you sow'. Adam and Eve went against God's instructions to never eat the apple, and yet they did. Humans go against their conscience to overfish, cut down trees, destroy the planet and we are suffering.

I just want to be an animal. I want to have my own instincts. To live, to eat, to survive, to die.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

911th.

The other day, my cousin tweeted that she was ordering pizza for dinner with her sisters because their parents weren't home. I was envious because I rarely have a chance to do that unless I am with friends or POS and his sister+her boyfriend (they rarely eat out or do takeaways anyway as his sister cooks for her boyfriend. lucky lad.)

My brother is not always home and there is no one else at home who enjoys eating pizza because they would go for oriental cuisine. I made a passing remark to POS that my cousins were ordering pizza for dinner and told him how I rarely had the chance to do all that and he said, "Nevermind! Now got me. You can order and eat with me." Then I told him we wouldn't be able to finish the pizza and he replied, " Good what, can save money. Order 1 box of pizza and we can have it for lunch and dinner. Anyway I am Choa Chu Kang Da Wei Wang, no need to worry." 

Awwwwwwwwwwwwww

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

910th post. 90 more to hit 1000! Yeah so that means i would have to blog for another 90 times and i wonder how long it would take for me to reach that number because i have been busy spending time with POS, friends, sleep and family. 

So I gave up trying to make a breakthrough in my research paper by making actual research because it is too overwhelming! I can't wait for the day where I can drop this piece of assignment into the tutor's Pigeon hole and be done with school. 

Things are back to what is usually was with friends. I still enjoy being with them because it is where I can truly be myself. 

Things with POS requires patience. Lots of patience. 

I have told him once before that i want him to be more than my boyfriend. I want him to be my friend, or better yet, my best friend. Someone I can talk to and confide in. Ending up in a quarrel each time I confide in him isn't something I wish for. There are times I talk to him about work, my future, relationships with colleagues, decisions I can't make and lastly, about us. Most of the time, he ends up flaring up at me because I am indecisive. When I try to reason my decision by voicing out my reasons, the pros and cons, he takes it that I am fickle minded and very indecisive, a great difference from who I used to be. 

In the past, I didn't have to consider him. It was always about me it was so much easier to make decisions for myself because I do not have to account to anyone. Now that I have him, I have to at least count him in as one of my deciding factor because if I don't, it means I don't care and that would lead to another completely different argument with the same madness. 

Our quarrels have been getting out of hand for the past few week. We haven't quarreled in a few day *touchwood!!!!!* The last time we did on last Friday, he roared at me. It wasn't a scream, wasn't a shout and not even raising voices. It was a roar. The kind which I classify as a crazy person's way of "talking". He has never grabbed my arms so hard till it left a bruise before and has certainly not roared at me. 

It was weird that I was never afraid whenever he shouts/grabs my arm and pins me to the wall because I know that I would have a very valid reason for leaving if it ever escalates. He is violent to me because I am very guai lan to him when I am angry and that pisses him off so bad the only way he feels he has a control over me is using physical means. 

I don't blame him for being so violent because I know I drove him to it. I have told him before that it he ever hits me, it would be the end, and never to roar at me again or else I would stop talking to him. To this day, he doesn't feel that he was wrong to roar at me. He felt it was justified because I was raising my voice close to a shout. But I tried telling him nicely that it isn't justified, just as killing some because that person hurt you isn't justified. He felt that my analogies were too far fetched so I used another one which I can't remember but he also dismissed it as being far fetched. 

Then.....it led to a quarrel. I don't know how the world did my attempt to talk nicely to him escalate into a quarrel. 

Well that is besides the point because I just wish to be able to confide in him and talk things nicely. I really don't get how I can talk to friends about the same issue as I do with him and it would lead to a quarrel. Partly because he isn't understanding enough, nor does he have the patience to deal with my issues because it's trivial to him. Still.....I want to be able to talk to him because he is my boyfriend. Is that wrong?