The Moral Compass

I'm changing my song again - this time to Ever Ever After by Carrie Underwood. Sure, it's not my usual kind of song choice, but I really liked the way they tied the video in with the movie it promotes.

It starts off like Enchanted, with Carrie in cartoon form. She dives into the well and lands on Earth, and proceeds to bring "love and joy" into other people's hearts along the busy New York City street. She even samples "True Loves Kiss" at the ending of the song.

I'm supposed to change the song only once a week, but what's life without breaking out of the box a bit eh?

I just realised how "safe" my life must be if I think changing a song more than once a week is being wild!


I have a confession to make.

I have an addiction.


I've always felt I have one vexing little flaw in my otherwise self satisfying character. I can never stay angry at anyone for more than ten minutes. The drug of anger just dances around me, just out of reach of my long outstretched fingers; taunting me. I think I have a craving for that rush of adrenalin, and fiery passion that courses through my veins and rushes to my brain.

It takes a lot of effort on someone's part to make me blow a fuse. I think it can even be a tad frustrating, because while you've worked yourself up to a frenzy I'll still be laughing happily and jabbering about Nigeria's ever increasing inflation rate.

I'm going to go off track for a bit, to explain the source of my 3 minutes of wonderful discourse of anger last night.

I am very proud to say that I have a wonderful superpower : I can judge a person accurately the moment I meet them. So, since I met this friend of mine I've had a few underlying issues regarding their character. I didn't say anything however, because I felt it would cause unnecessary problems.

However, true colours have a nasty habit of bursting through, and sometimes, while colourful, they can be quite ugly. I had my bit of fun and extreme pleasure airing my feelings and aggrieves, and while I didn't manage to completely reach even half my scalding potential, it was a good break from my usual "nice guy" personality.

But merely 2 minutes after the spectacle ended, my anger faded away, only to be replaced with a deep nonchalance. It's so annoying when something you cherish and caress lovingly is snatched away from you in a matter of seconds and replaced with cold bland emptiness.


So, yesterday I fought with a friend from college. Ten minutes later, I just didn't care about it. Infact, as of today, I only have deep set feelings of hostility towards one person. This perception of mine has lasted 6 years, and worryingly hasn't showed any sign of decreasing. It's funny, because most others who inflicted emotional damage on me were a lot closer to me, but they haven't succeeded in making even the relatively slightest dent on my armour like Mr Wong has.


Why am I so nice? Seriously! Don't you just see the niceness sparkling in my eyes every time you see me?


One another less than admirable flaw I have is that I stay true to this theory : Knowledge is power; never level the playing field.

But, that's another story, for another time zone! :) Tata!