Incredible that it's been almost 3 years since the last post.
Even more incredible is that the blog still gets visitors everyday. I thank you all.
I hope you find the blog entertaining. I find it extremely entertaining myself. Sometimes, I can't believe I'm the same person who wrote those posts, like wow what a genius. I'm kidding.
But it's inevitable that time passes and the world changes.
Time is that runner with the sexy backside. She seems hot and pretty and perfect from the back. So you really want to run faster and see what she looks like from the front.
And she doesn't seem to be running very fast, especially if you're young. But here's the thing: She doesn't stop running. Ever.
If you're young, smart, and fit and start running early (means you plan ahead and make good use of your time), you may actually catch up with her. After huffing and puffing, you finally run one step ahead or even two steps ahead of her. You turn to look at her, and lay your eyes on your deepest fantasy. For one moment, everything is perfect. The world is as it should be. You are the master of the universe.
But Time doesn't stop running. You do. The moment you lose your concentration, you find that she's ahead and you're chasing her sexy backside again. And so you try, again and again. Until you get tired, or you stop to admire the scenery, or stop at Starbucks for a coffee. Or you decide to apply for an HDB, get married and have kids.
All perfectly rational choices. One day, your kids will be chasing sexy backsides too.
Even more incredible is that the blog still gets visitors everyday. I thank you all.
I hope you find the blog entertaining. I find it extremely entertaining myself. Sometimes, I can't believe I'm the same person who wrote those posts, like wow what a genius. I'm kidding.
But it's inevitable that time passes and the world changes.
Time is that runner with the sexy backside. She seems hot and pretty and perfect from the back. So you really want to run faster and see what she looks like from the front.
And she doesn't seem to be running very fast, especially if you're young. But here's the thing: She doesn't stop running. Ever.
If you're young, smart, and fit and start running early (means you plan ahead and make good use of your time), you may actually catch up with her. After huffing and puffing, you finally run one step ahead or even two steps ahead of her. You turn to look at her, and lay your eyes on your deepest fantasy. For one moment, everything is perfect. The world is as it should be. You are the master of the universe.
But Time doesn't stop running. You do. The moment you lose your concentration, you find that she's ahead and you're chasing her sexy backside again. And so you try, again and again. Until you get tired, or you stop to admire the scenery, or stop at Starbucks for a coffee. Or you decide to apply for an HDB, get married and have kids.
All perfectly rational choices. One day, your kids will be chasing sexy backsides too.
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