Little Kindness

Very touched by a few recent episodes of kindness from people. I’m sure they didn’t think much about extending this little help. But at times when you’re at the edge of disillusionment, these kind acts are very very much appreciated.

ONE

I have been all stressed up by this task to get 200 people to participate in a survey by the end of March. To make that number, I had to put it on my msn nick and routinely sign in and out to advertise. Then as it gets more desperate, beg people on msn to go for it. No prizes for guessing, the general response was, “Not free.”, “Don’t want.”, “Stop signing in and out!”.

As the stress build up, imagine how moved I was to unexpectedly get a message from Jasmine saying she signed up and is pulling her friends along. And to sign in to msn to the pleasant surprise of finding the survey being advertised on Jianxiong’s msn nick.

It was really very sweet, including those others who helped me out in this.

TWO

At 9pm the night before the first day of a competition, I had no idea on which day and at what time my shooters had to report. After a gruelling 4 hours of trying to find out the details from the organizers, I resorted to asking shooters from other schools for the details.

Eventually, I called a NUS captain I’ve never met before, hoping he could send me the details. He was outside and could not, but he smsed me when he got home to ask me if I still needed it!

He actually made the effort to remember this random request from a random person and bothered to check back if he could help! (I must have sounded really desperate, and I was.)

And his copy was the only one I ever received for the competition. After begging so many people so many times.

THREE

Was on the bus one evening going back from school, and when the seat in front of the guy I was standing beside became available, he offered it to me. Perhaps one of the only few gentlemanly guys around. The first in a really long time.

Meanwhile, the average situation has been meeting guys who plop their asses on any available seat even if an old lady stood beside them. The pregnant lady who had to stand an entire trip because the busload of seated passengers fall asleep as if on cue.

And the classic: A very old man stood precaciously in front of a group of 2-seaters facing each other. I was seated at one of the inner seats, a lady sat beside me and another lady sat opposite me. The only guy in the group sat diagionally across me at the outer seat. I stared at him for 2 minutes, but he didn’t budge, even when I got up and needed to get out to let the old man sit.

I appreciate the offer, but didn’t accept it. Didn’t really need the seat anyway. Or maybe I should have accepted and thank him profusely, so he will do it more often?

Taking a breather

It’s getting crazy at school.
It’s going to get crazier.

Shall take a break now to write down the things on my mind.
Finally.

Campaign Against Real Life

We’ve all seen the Dove Evolution commercial for their Campaign For Real Beauty.

On a lighter note, the funny guys at TuffSheet brought us the Campaign Against Real Life.

“Why are you on the internet when you should be working? Because real life is rubbish. Real life is only interesting if a fat woman falls down a hole. And someone films it and puts it on YouTube. The internet is full of virtual reality worlds, air-brushed beauty and loads of nudery photos. And that footage of a teenager on a rollercoaster screaming like a girl ’cause he thinks he’s about to die. Brilliant.

So each week we’ll be sourcing the web for stuff to distract you from real life – this week a heap of pastiche ads and piss-like virals.”

Absolutely funny and brilliant. Quoting from a YouTube comment, “almost like it was made by the same crew on the same day as the Dove video”.