Granny Rants
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25 year old cynic, born and bred in Singapore. Dog and food lover. Always grumpy like a granny.

thefuuuucomics:

this is kinda therapeutic to watch

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Wtf he is so adorable when he smiles! I don’t think he smiled one bit through the whole 2 hour movie.

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If I were to relive my life again, I would not have wasted my money by going to a university.

Unless you’re studying to be a professional, and by that I mean real professionals like doctors and lawyers and scientists, not fake ass wanna be professionals like marketers and public relation “officers”, university is an absolute waste of money and effort and time.

In the marketing world, honestly any Tom Dick and Harry can do the job. As long as you have a good grasp of English and can listen to instructions. That’s really all you need. Everything you learn in school is crap shit in the office. What matters most that will allow you to do well is how you handle human interactions and relationships.

If you’re real great at balancing the maintenance of good relations and the efficient production of a huge pile of very simple work, then you are sure to do very well. And honestly, nowhere in university do they reach you any of that. Projects in school are so short term. You just whack the hell out of your group mates, get the results, then turn around and leave. Rinse and repeat. It’s too easy. And pointless.

I have too many work rants for someone who’s only been at work for barely 2 months.

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G-G the book - G-G on Facebook - G-G on Twitter

In my dreams,

you fight to make me stay. Instead of encouraging me to leave.

I am frankly tired of struggling all on my own to be with you. On top of that I have to convince you that it’s okay.

Don’t you see this at all?

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“My brother once showed me a piece of quartz that contained, he said, some trapped water older than all the seas in our world. He held it up to my ear. ‘Listen,’ he said, ‘life and no escape.’”~ Anne Carson, Plainwater (via conflictingheart)

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People scoff at me

when I tell them that I only want to fall in love once in my life.

They laugh at me and say that that is ludicrous. Unrealistic. Idealistic. Naive. It never happens, they say, it’s impossible. I need to go through different relationships to realise what I want. I will never be able to get it right the first time round. I should just try things out and see. The list goes on.

Sorry but I am just not that careless with my feelings.

I find it both amusing and frustrating at the same time that people scoff at my philosophy. Nobody goes into their first relationship thinking “oh okay so this is just one of the many times I will fall in love”. You will always think or at least hope that this first one is it. It’s only because it failed that you comfort yourself saying it’s impossible to get it right the first time, it’s too idealistic to do it just once.

Just because you failed doesn’t mean it is impossible.

I am a highly devoted being, and I hate that I’m living in an era where people are so careless and frivolous with their feelings. Thoughtlessly falling in and out of love and staking the claim that it’s healthy and normal. I’m not saying it’s unhealthy or abnormal. I’m saying that its opposite - having a “once and forever” philosophy - ISN’T unhealthy or abnormal or unrealistic or impossible.

It boils down to a matter of choice. I just prefer the latter. If love doesn’t ever happen, whatevs, I don’t care. I have no yearning for it whatsoever. But for it to happen, I have to be damn down right sure about it before I allow it to happen. My standards of damn down right sure just happens to be higher than others.

conflictingheart:

Dex pretending to swim

conflictingheart:

Dex pretending to swim

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