The Squash Inter-Faculty Games (IFGs) are right around the corner and I am not prepared a bit. I decided not to partake in any co-curriculars when I signed up for the current semester but then I figured I needed exercise and signed up for the IFGs.
Our first fixture is against the Engineering faculty (I am representing Arts), and our teams are such that a friend who plays better squash than me didn't get selected for the Engineering IFG team. I suppose that spells trouble for me!
What's more is that the fixture falls on 09/09/09, which just happens to be my special day of the year. But before you cry me a river over this 'massive' tragedy, let me tell you that I have NO intentions of celebrating this time around. I am old. Really old. Not in terms of my mindset, of course. But if you plot a graph of achievements versus age, this is as bad as it gets. At least, I have decided that will be the case. 26 is a giant number I think. It rounds off to 30. (It's not like 25, because even though contemporary Mathematics tells us 25 rounds off to 30, it can be argued that 25 can be rounded off to 20 with as much logic.) So, yes, 26 is scary.
I have decided to remove my birthday from my Facebook profile. Each year I get 50-100 wishes and a lot of them are from people who would never have wished me if it wasn't for Facebook. More importantly, some people I care for don't wish me because of all the clutter, perhaps.
Call me a hypocrite for having double standards, because, yes, I do wish people I would never wish if I hadn't seen their birthday on Facebook. I'm a hypocrite. But here I am trying to cut out unnecessary people from my life. I have 1,350 friends on Facebook, and I admit, at least 20% of them are not really friends. Perhaps people I met once or just spoke to once at some chance meeting. For the rest, this could be a 'great' test of friendship. All my old friends know I've been howling about 2009 as the year when my birthday would fall on 999. Sad how I never realised I would be turning 26 then!
A recent episode taught me a lot. As usual, because of my unique position, I was involved in a project with a bunch of people much younger than I. Some issues arose and in my efforts of ending the conflict, I got singled out, with both parties cutting me out (partially, if not completely). Perhaps I am old but not wise. Perhaps it would be wiser to let go of my prophecy that "lack of communication and miscommunication are the root of all problems in every relationship". Since - and this was my greatest learning - some people JUST DON'T WANT TO resolve differences. At least that explains Palestine and Kashmir.
And I HATE IT when people pretend to be okay when they're not. It's misleading. It's miscommunication! You're not helping!
Note to self: Stop using exclamation points like that. You're gonna be 26 in a few days. Act your age. Also, this better be the only note you have ever written to yourself.
999 Trivia:
Our first fixture is against the Engineering faculty (I am representing Arts), and our teams are such that a friend who plays better squash than me didn't get selected for the Engineering IFG team. I suppose that spells trouble for me!
What's more is that the fixture falls on 09/09/09, which just happens to be my special day of the year. But before you cry me a river over this 'massive' tragedy, let me tell you that I have NO intentions of celebrating this time around. I am old. Really old. Not in terms of my mindset, of course. But if you plot a graph of achievements versus age, this is as bad as it gets. At least, I have decided that will be the case. 26 is a giant number I think. It rounds off to 30. (It's not like 25, because even though contemporary Mathematics tells us 25 rounds off to 30, it can be argued that 25 can be rounded off to 20 with as much logic.) So, yes, 26 is scary.
I have decided to remove my birthday from my Facebook profile. Each year I get 50-100 wishes and a lot of them are from people who would never have wished me if it wasn't for Facebook. More importantly, some people I care for don't wish me because of all the clutter, perhaps.
Call me a hypocrite for having double standards, because, yes, I do wish people I would never wish if I hadn't seen their birthday on Facebook. I'm a hypocrite. But here I am trying to cut out unnecessary people from my life. I have 1,350 friends on Facebook, and I admit, at least 20% of them are not really friends. Perhaps people I met once or just spoke to once at some chance meeting. For the rest, this could be a 'great' test of friendship. All my old friends know I've been howling about 2009 as the year when my birthday would fall on 999. Sad how I never realised I would be turning 26 then!
A recent episode taught me a lot. As usual, because of my unique position, I was involved in a project with a bunch of people much younger than I. Some issues arose and in my efforts of ending the conflict, I got singled out, with both parties cutting me out (partially, if not completely). Perhaps I am old but not wise. Perhaps it would be wiser to let go of my prophecy that "lack of communication and miscommunication are the root of all problems in every relationship". Since - and this was my greatest learning - some people JUST DON'T WANT TO resolve differences. At least that explains Palestine and Kashmir.
And I HATE IT when people pretend to be okay when they're not. It's misleading. It's miscommunication! You're not helping!
Note to self: Stop using exclamation points like that. You're gonna be 26 in a few days. Act your age. Also, this better be the only note you have ever written to yourself.
999 Trivia:
- September 9, 2009, could be a Beatles perfect storm | Digital Media | CNET News
- September 9 is the 252nd day of the year, 252 adds to 9, 09-09-09 = 27= 9, 09-09-09 is the last of the single digits dates for quite a while. 1001 years to be precise, (it is also the upside-down number of the beast, of course).
- How to Get Ready for 09/09/09
- How to Interpret 09/09/09
Labels: 999, Complications, Rants, Yawping
