'what really matters is that we're trying our best'
wow, i couldn't tell. i don't mean to sound ungrateful, but surely you can try more? i'm sure that if, certain people lost their stuff together with the rest of us, then the outcome and reaction would be a whole lot different.
imagine going to battle and then news come that your homeland has been ravaged and there is nothing left to go home to. then imagine being told to continue to fight. sometimes, i wonder how we can win, when fools can be kings.
of course in retrospect, it really takes something of this magnitude to get you thinking about what really, REALLY matters to you. Why do i seem unfazed by losing everything? is that supposed to be good? or am i taking things too lightly? on the other hand, why am i unhappy with the 'response'? am i just blaming others, 'cos there's no one to blame? perhaps.
at the same time, i'm forced to put down, in black and white, the value of my things. how do you go about it? do you put down the amount you spent on the item? wouldn't it have depreciated? or how can i put a value to certain items that don't really cost much, but has great intrinsic and sentimental value to me?
and then you compare the values of different items. why does the value of my PSP equal that of my clothes and shoes? is it really necessary to have spent so much on clothes? is the PSP really essential? i doubt i'm replacing the PSP anyways.
so after eight days without a bath, seven of them spent freezing my a** off at night and baking myself brown in the day, having lost practically everything, the only thing i was looking forward to was the five cans of VB i was gonna get with my last fifteen bucks, once we got back. which, btw, never tasted so good.
No comments:
Post a Comment