Saturday, October 7
random picture,

HAHA! i have a new study on the quality of tissue paper for writing! so far the testing subject have been,

coffee bean tissue

macdonalds tissue

and toilet paper from sungei buloh
and subway tissue will be tested soon! :P
trip to sungei buloh was exceptionally good for me. i think it's because we know what to do now. mum drove, so i got there earlier and had to go pick seeds all by mysef. i was feeling mildly scared at first - it was so quiet and i was alone. but i gradually realised that it was very calming actually.
took a break to go watch WORLD TRADE CENTRE on it's opening day. it's a very "real" show i guess, no melodrama, no action and no loud hero antics.
pain, uncertainty, anger, frustration, agony, horror, shock, desperateness, uselessness, courage, determination, strength.
but yet, i admit that i am unable to feel for them - the people trapped under the rubble, the emergency personnel fervently looking for survivors, the families waiting vigilantly.
i am unable, because i have never been in their predicament, i have never experienced any major disaster of that magnitude, and that's a limitation. but at least i am not afraid to admit that (instead of pretending to understand) and i recognise their spirit.
their pain (physical, mental or emotional) is something that i am unable to relate to, and maybe i never will. but to some singaporeans in the cinema who laughed, i only feel pity for you - pity for your obvious shallowness and ignorance. i find that kind of response to a crisis very irritating and highly insulting. at the same time, i'm disturbed at such insensitive behaviour. we're fortunate enough to not have any disasters befall us, but it doesn't mean we laugh at others suffering.
i can only feel indignance for the people of 9/11.