Never be ordinary
I’m the normal, average Joe, working in the boring IT consulting industry, where chasing deadlines and slaving for the company is the norm. I don’t know how long I can last in this environment because I am seeing bad mistakes being repeated over and over again, in different organizations. It’s like, different organization, same type of shit. And I’m getting so tired of it.
Throughout my life, I’ve always told myself that whatever life holds, I must not do things simply because I am expected to or simply to conform to what society regards as “normal” and “acceptable”.
I’m the type of person who, if told not to do something but I don’t see sense in the reason not to, I would get the urge to do the exact opposite. Especially when I’m told “But that’s how things are done!”. So what?! Doesn’t mean I can’t do things differently.
Actually, I hate being told what to do. I like being in control. Some call me a control freak. Hehe. *shrug*
It is perceived that left-handed people are the creative, artsy sort. I don’t see myself as being particularly creative or artsy. I like logic, I’m usually practical. But I guess I have my artsy streaks in certain things.
Like, the other day, our photog showed us a sample album she had done and I was blown away by the artwork! I thought it was really cool! Whimsical and funky, totally not the usual style. But HE didn’t think so. Hehe.
And I really enjoy dancing, although I’m not particularly good at it. The first thing people always ask me is “Why Indian classical dance?” And I always feel like retorting “Why not?” but I don’t coz that would be rather rude 
But I never fail to wonder why people don’t ask me “Why ballet?” or “Why salsa?” Anyway, yes, I like dancing. Allows me to take my mind off the other stresses in life and push my hand-eye-feet coordination to the limit
I’m perceived to be a goody-two-shoes and maybe I am. In certain things. And I really really detest injustice. To anyone or anything. Especially the less fortunate and downtrodden. But my pet cause, my passion in life, the thing I feel I’m put here on Earth to do, is to help animals. Haha, so cliched. But I really do believe this.
Because I finally realized that I cannot live without the companionship of animals. I’ve never had to think about this because I’ve always been around animals. Even during the period when I was in college and didn’t have my pets with me, there was always the comfort of knowing that eventually, I would be with them again (i.e. after graduating). When I was in the States, I always made a trip to Petsmart or any of the nearby petstores during the weekends, just to look at the animals on sale or to check out the pets up for adoption. These were my regular haunts, in addition to Barnes & Noble. I can’t live without my books either
And during my time there, I told myself that after I managed to secure a job, I would adopt a cat (or two). Which I eventually did. Actually, it was supposed to be just one cat. But the first cat that I chose, Lacey, was a bit too clingy and cried whenever I left for work. So I had to return her to the kind lady whom I adopted her from (I remember crying all the way to her house because I felt that I had failed Lacey by not being able to give her a home). But thanks to the kind lady (she was so nice, she didn’t berate me for not being able to keep Lacey), I then adopted 2 of her other cats, and the rest is history 
Anyway, so what does this all have to do with never be ordinary? I don’t know, actually. All I know is I don’t want to live an ordinary life. I don’t want to be mediocre. It’s not like I have to win the Nobel Prize or anything of that sort. Haha, fat chance of that happening
I just want to live an honest life. Be true to myself. Do what I believe is my calling. Break out of the mold a bit. Step out of the rat race and try something radical. Radical in my world, not benchmarking on others I normally don’t talk about things like these to anyone. It’s too personal and it’s too difficult to make someone else understand exactly how I feel. So it just plays around in my head, like a washing machine. Round and round and round. Not all the time. But at regular intervals.
Life is so short. This year has been full of deaths, can’t help thinking there’s more to life that just slaving away in front of the PC. Need to live life, NOW! So many thoughts, so many to-dos, so little time and $$$.
Next year, I want to backpack across Europe.
I shall let my family and friends tell you about me. These comments may be rather old but I think the gist of them still hold 