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Newton’s first Law: A thing at rest remains at rest. All things have an inertia, the resistance to move.

The resistance to move on..

That’s how my emotional part has come to appreciate this cognitive reasoning taught in secondary physics.

Today I went to Great World City to do REMA survey, with my rest of the teammates spread across the 4 malls. Things were great at first as my first survey target gracefully helped me to complete the impossible task answering 5 pages of questions!

But Singapore isn’t a gracious society yet. After some trial and error.. I developed a sense of who would and who wouldn’t help me. Mainly, they can be divided quite embarassingly into two groups-of nationality.

The foreign expats would help, but the Singaporean will say no.

I wonder it’s because 13 Sep is too far away from the National Day, the once in a year party where community spirit only exist. But that’s another topic…

I was very lucky to find those who’re alone and free in the cafe to help, and quite instinctively, my caveman OS(Operating System) drawn me to survey some cute girls, if there’s a chance.

I’m the official ‘ji hong gia’ today. The license to approach any girls today with good, duty-conscience reasons. I feel empowered and motivated suddenly.

There’re two girls in particular that I find very interesting, hence I didn’t stop my chance to introduce myself and befriend them separately. One of them, a beautiful American teenage blond who talks about politics (who says blonds are bimbo?). And another, a shy and polite asian girl whom I mistook for a korean at first. (ok, she’s a Sgrean gal but she’s more Asian than a Sgrean Woman get it?). She has beautifully shaped almond eyes with long natural eye lashes, plus plenty of good sense too!

So that was the highlight of the day, befriending these two lovely ladies and ji hong-ing all the way.

But where does Newton fits into the picture here you ask?

When I got home, my satisfaction of my flirtatious charm(self-proclaimed) worn off. Leaving me a shell of emptiness and ambivalence. Why?

I wasn’t happy.

Because I miss her.

‘Beauty is nothing without connection.’ That old mantra that I discovered came back to haunt me the exact same way I haunted it when I found her.

Newton explains that I haven’t move on, although I may have I thought that I had moved on, but at best, I’ve tired but no work was done.

Knowing 2 friendly and beautiful ladies in a day did nothing to liberate me from the chains of the tormenting romance. One that I’ve consciously denied as over. Its like the smell is still there no matter how much you’ve erased it. Sounds like I shit I know, but it feels like shit now anywayz..

I wish I’m even more superficial sometimes.

Let me forget…

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