RocketJim's

Spiderman is my Hero
Can't get to sleep at nights. Either I wake up too damn early in the morning or I refuse to wake up at all. I now know why work is invented. No work, no motivation. No drive and no ambition. Many things on my mind and I don't like half of them. Sometimes I wonder if I worry because I enjoy it. Thing is, Life is damn good. I am lucky and warm and fed. How come I don't feel better? Oh I know, I'm not in Nigeria. Hey, do you know the happiest people live in Nigeria? Maybe the simple life IS better. Then again, maybe not. I just need new stimulants; like getting lost. I'll feel better after staring at Sanada's poster for an hour.

I thought the whole thing about Barbie divorcing Ken was a joke. Turns out it's actually true. This is incredulous. I mean, HUH?! I couldn't believe it and still can't. So she's dating an Australian named Blaine now. (Can't blame her, Aussies are just better lovelier.) This is too funny. Sometimes art doesn't have to imitate life THAT closely. If children are messed up these days, I guess I can't blame them. Even their toys are weird. If I ever have kids, I'll stick to LEGOs. What are the odds of rectangular blocks turning into anything remotely compromising?

Did anyone catch Spiderman 2? I found what Aunt Mae said to Peter very disturbing; the part that with great powers come great responsibilities. Oops, actually I meant the part that sometimes to do what's right, one has to give up his/her dreams. Very very disturbing. Anyway it was a good movie. I have a new way to retort my friends when they ask me why I am single. I tested on one and the response was good. Spiderman is my hero.

Busybody: Come on, why are you still single?
RJ: *deadpans* Don't tell anyone...but I am actually a superhero. It's hard to stay in love you know? Besides I won't forgive myself if he gets hurt.
Busybody: *eyebrow raised* Ha! Yeah right! Anyway yadda yadda...

See? It works. Busybody left me alone. However, I have yet to test this on aunties and 'ah ums'* around wedding tables. Watch this space.

The Japanese Embassy rejected my visa application. I dunno how to react. I am sorely disappointed and that's among the many things that keep me awake at night. I am still going though only later. I am not happy. It sucks to keep myself unemployed for this. This is also why I am disturbed by what Aunt Mae said. If I want to do the right thing, I might have to skip this. *sigh* I'll wait for a bit. In the meantime, could someone tell the Embassy I don't plan to be a terrorist, a hooker or marry a Japanese?

* ah ums - essentially aunties in their 60s and above.