From The Eyes of An Observer

This is my first post in a very very long time. In fact, the last post was 5 months ago.

Will this post signal the revival of my blog? I’m not sure.

There are so many things to say of the events that has unfolded in my life over these couple of months. Maybe I’ll take time off to write it out if time permits.

Till then, pray for me that this won’t be the last post.

For these past few months, I have been having odd dreams. Dreams that I know that it will never happen and of which because of that I’m very glad of it.

These constant dreams that I had about my ex-girlfriend took me by surprise. I woke up feeling surprised though I can shook it off. Another dream about her yesterday prompted me to ask myself this: why am I dreaming about her? I hardly ponder or think about her anyway. It’s been years since I’ve learned to let go. And I knew that I made the right decision to do so. In fact, I’m pleased that it ended. The relationship does not seem to worked out and the best way is just to part ways. For both our sake. I’m not the one she wants and her attitude to mould me into someone perfect only causes stress in our relationship. In the end, we just had to quit. For the sake of our mental health.

I tried to probe into the reason why I dreamt about her but I never did give full concentration on the matter. It’s just because anything to do about her does not matter to me anymore. I’m happy with where I am now and I am pleased with the decision made and the separate route has taken us. And I believe that she is proud of the decision she made too as she is a married woman blessed with one son and another baby on the way. (You just got to admire the power of social networking sites. Hahaha!)

Anyway, I’m fine about it and I just don’t care about it. She is out of my picture. I could hardly say that we are even friends. Prompted by her action to delete me from her MSN list (which I’ve learned to forgive). I have my own concerns now. And this post is not to be taken as I’m still reminiscing the past. But because this blog of mine hasn’t been updated for quite some time AND (the main reason) I’m backup-ing my files which will take me another five more minutes. :p Enjoy your Monday, everyone!

Short note: I’ve decided to discontinue my other blog. The reason? I’ve been totally slacking on updating on both of the blogs. So why maintain two when I have trouble maintaining one? :P

I don’t know how to write this without going berserk after what happened to me last weekend. Suffice to say, the character development for Vietnamese people are still VERY far off the mark.

Two incidents happened to me over the weekend. One on Saturday and the other on Sunday. And both of these incidents are related.

It is very annoying that when you line up properly, someone would just walk right in front of you and cut your line. Although I can say this is not my first time and second time, it still gets to me because I was there first. Hence, shouldn’t I be the one to be serviced first by the cashier at the counter instead of these clowns?

But then again, it lead me to think: why do this happen? Aren’t they thought when they were young that they should line up and wait for your turn to be serviced? I guess not. Is there a program issued by the government to ask the individuals to line up at stores? Maybe no. And if they do have such program or campaign, it is seriously not working very well.

Well, another important civil manner issue is cleanliness. If you walk around Saigon, you would noticed that the streets are filled with litters. It’s not just that the cleaners here are not doing a very good job at cleaning. It’s also because the locals here would just throw their rubbish on the street rather than throwing it in dustbins. In fact, dustbins are hard to find in Saigon.

Currently, Government effort = zero. Public effort = zero. So I believe this sort of habit will be here for the next few years. And I have to suffer with this sort of people for the next few years. (Unless I change a job and move out of VNM.)

Call me weird. But honestly, I feel satisfied when I’m able to help people. As long as you are my acquaintance I don’t mind helping. But of course, the degree of help varies. Don’t expect me to give up an arm and a leg to you just because I only know you for a day.

I’m not sure when I developed this sense of satisfaction from helping out people. The only thing that I can recall clearly was helping a close friend of mine overcoming his suicide intention. The situation was intense. He was depressed and thought about giving up. But all I did was just open my ears to listen to him and also to provide him with advice. And I was glad that it is enough. He never ended his life. Instead he is still living on well and is married.

That particular incident has a very big impact on me. It thought me that being unselfish is good. In this case, I’ve saved a life. My friend’s life. And I do hope that you, readers, would be helpful too. Help in a way that you can and I’m sure you will be satisfied when you see their happy face again.

Sometimes I just don’t understand about why humans are an unfaithful species. I’m making this statement regardless if they are male or female.

So far, I’ve met only one individual who admits having simultaneously relationships at one time while three others are heard from the people who are very close to them that they know these individuals’ personal life very well. And these four are from both different gender.

Seriously, why? Greed? Insecure? I don’t accept answer such as ‘Human nature’. That answer is too general as I wouldn’t accept that same answer for the question ‘why humans kill living beings?’.

Luckily, only one of these four that I knew are very close to me. After I found out, I became very disappointed. It’s because I trust him that he will not to do this sort of thing. But now, I have nothing more to say. I’ve given up hope on him.