This author is currently on hiatus for the ignoble cause of mugging. The public is advised to remain calm, as this routine protocol has been shown to have no effect on one's violent tendencies in 96% of cases.
| Thursday, July 03, 2008 |
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This is my first explorative, thought-provoking, sheer awesome post in quite a while. Only reason why im here is cos ive finally been relieved of the horrors of three consecutive science tests three days in a row. Yep, while the rest of the class is in a clicking frenzy hacking away at creeps in a mass dota match which started about half an hour ago, im actually here blogging. Isn't my devotion awe-inspiring *sniff* Oh and, thanks for the well wishes guys, if only they could apply to the tests as well... Anyway, it was a little incident that occurred after Chemistry tests that got me thinking. What basically happened was that time was up and we were supposed to pass our papers to the front. So i took the chance to ask the guy who was collecting my paper about one of the questions i wasn't very sure of. Turns out my doubts were true - a had written a (rather insignificant) value wrongly, but that would easily cost me a couple of marks. Me: *eyes widen in shock* "Oh crap, can i have my paper back please? Lemme quickly change that one tiny number..." Classmate: "Eh cannot lah..." Me: "Aw, please?" Classmate: "No lah..." In any case, i gave up and got over it. I'd just like to take the chance here to apologise for letting my integrity slip for momentarily there, hope i didn't come across as too...unethical or whatever. I guess i just panicked a little there when i realised my memory had failed me (yet again). Looking back, im quite glad that he acually stopped me from changing my answer. Aside from allowing me to fall to temptation, it actually helped to show his strength of character in being able to stand up to a friend as say "You can't do this, it's wrong." Makes me rethink the real meaning behind being a friend. Is it one who is kind, even too kind, in giving in to peer pressure and helping out on others' every whim, or is it the one who stands firm, who is brave enough to correct others even at the cost of friendship itself? Of course, that raises a lot more questions on whether such friendship might even be true in the first place, butI won't address them here. For me, im probably guilty of being Mr. Nice Guy sometimes, and in extreme cases even getting taken advantage of. True friends stab you in the front. ~Oscar Wilde Wonderfully ironic. ^^ |
'Twas teh winnar at 10:57 pm.
