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October 13, 2019

I have the oddest habits

I think I have the oddest habits. If I were to be psycho-analyzed by psychologists, they’re going to get headaches figuring out how the fuck I work.

One of things that I find myself keep doing (a habit), is to check my phone for updates. It can be any updates. The Google Playstore, the Samsung Galaxy Store, my maps app update, the regular Android Software patch, anything. When I see the red icon pops up reminding me of an update, I get excited like a dog seeing a bowl of treats. And seeing the apps get updated is like a gratifying therapeutic moment for me. It’s like seeing myself getting rejuvenated with a potion in a game. I get reset and go full health from there.

And that’s the primary reason why I have all my ‘auto update’ settings disabled by default, so that I get to update my apps and keep that moment to myself for savoring. If the phone were to update itself, I don’t get the benefit of that said rejuvenation. I have to tap the ‘Update’ button/icon, and see the bar goes through the progress… only I’d get the kick. I know this is psychological. Hell, some of the apps that got updated, I don’t even use them (like that “ANT+ Plugin Service”, I don’t know what the fuck’s that…), but I get the thrill all the same.

Like I said, I have the oddest habits…

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October 4, 2019

I don’t get high school reunions

Lately, I’ve been seeing a lot of people posting about their high school reunions. Like it’s a big fucking deal. Some 15 years, some 20 years, hell, some even 40 years. They’d go with matching T-shirts, and there’s one even complete with school uniforms. They hugged each other like they’re long lost siblings, and they looked like they’re damn happy to see everyone from their high school. My thought is, if they’re so happy to see each other, why didn’t they keep in touch and stayed friends? That’s why I don’t fucking get high school reunions.

I see it as an opportunity for those smug assholes to gloat over their less fortunate schoolmates/classmates. Or maybe a chance to compare dick sizes. More often than not, if you noticed, these reunions are often started by one that is quite successful in life. One who has made enough dough to be curious. It’s never the guy who’s a laborer still struggling to make ends meet. These organizer assholes, will be proud and loud, and they disgust me.

There’s one organized by this phony bastard for my school a few years back. I was invited of course, and I naturally turned it down. It was easy, really. High school was my most depressing period. It was a time when I felt most inadequate and I hated almost everyone (still do). Those who eventually became my close friends, do not need a reunion for me to meet them. Because we’d have fucking stayed in touch all these years regularly. So, a reunion, for me, is nothing but a redundant act of needlessly meeting smug assholes who didn’t make the cut to be my friends… So, why bother?

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