Putting your best foot forward?

Much has been said about leaving a good first impression, certainly that's important but I wonder if some people take it a tad too seriously, or themselves too seriously for that matter. Lately I have been described as 'low class', 'no class' or simply 'uncool' by some of my friends. Certainly I have blogged about why I am cool and why I am uncool. A friend of mine has commented that it's silly that I seem to be more uncool than cool. To which I replied "I am not uncool, I am anti-cool" which was greeted with the familiar roll of the eyes.

Anyway, back to my point, I seem to like to go on irrelevant tangents to talk about myself. The other day, I had the opportunity to meet some new people. I would love to bitch about them but as part of my image rehabilitation programme, I am not supposed to bitch, so much, at all actually.

Image, schimage, to heck with it. I am afterall Mr Anti-Cool, what does image have to do with me? What's this thing about wine anyway? Why is it perceived as 'atas' to sit around twirl, sniff and sip that vile liquid and it's low class to consume spirits of any other types? I can understand that there are some people who genuinely like wine but so many people just pretend they enjoy wine because of the image attached to it. I mean why should any drink be more 'atas' than any other? It's just a matter of personal preference. And why do so many people assume I love beer when I tell them I am not a wine person? Just because I am no fan of Alex Ferguson doesn't mean I don't love anything from Scotland.

Side note: Do I sound very disjointed in my writing? Maybe because I am listening to Coltrane's A Love Supreme now. Can hardly keep a train of thought going.......

Commercial break aside, moving on, sometimes we really take ourselves to seriously. Conversation shouldn't always be like a chess game, each move is made in anticipation of your opponent's next three. I don't know about you but I have enough of that at work. There is always a place for mindless nonsense and idle banter no? And just plain candid silliness.

Evaporation

It's been a while since my last real update, certainly a few lines waxing lyrical about Final Fantasy XII doesn't really count. It's really a combination of factors:

1) I have been holding back, trying hard not to bitch and whine and complain. And certainly there is much to complain about, then again I was away from work for more than a week, so that in itself is cause for joy. Yet even as I access my office emails remotely from home, the familiar sensation of inequality/injustice rears its ugly head. Guess by now I should either be numb or resigned to fate. It's mind boggling how biased some people actually can be but that is really something I should avoid thinking about. Constantly replaying those incidents mentally would only serve to fuel more anger, bitterness and hatred. Stop. Get thee behind me.

2) Of course there is the life sucker called Final Fantasy XII. Having it for just over a week, I had clocked 63 game hours. This is notwithstanding the two days I was in Malaysia and some appointments that can't be avoided. In short, my waking moments at home were virtually spent in front of PS2 and I still have yet to complete it. Thank you SquareEnix for such a wonderful masterpiece. You guys are still the gods of RPG. Please please please don't let us wait so long for the next FF again. Each time I died a little when I read that FFXII was delayed. And oh, can you please publish the English(US) version of Front Mission 5? There are hardcore English speaking Front Mission fans out there.

3) Am going through a period of mixed feelings and emotions. At times I feel depressed and down, others I feel joy. Most times, I just escape.

4) I should really change the direction of my writing. Shouldn't be such a whiny person.

5) There is no point 5) actually but I always prefer odd numbers

Final Fantasy XII

It's finally out, the wait is over. Yes, thank you Lord!
Its phenomeonal. If you are my friend, sorry if I am virtually non-existent during this period, really its addictive. If my mum didn't force me to go Msia, I wd still be playing it now instead of blogging.