Untold Untruths
Mike Wozowski is gobsmacked for good reason.
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Saturday, July 23
A Heroine Unbeknowst
I read Ee Ling's blog just now for the very first time. It was... disturbing. Not because there was any vulgar or disgusting content, but because I could imagine the pain and heartbreak in all her round, kiddy fonts so... keenly.
You keep reading about family problems in fictional teenager's lives, but when you finally come across the real thing, it hits you right in the heart. It's a horrible, cold feeling that makes your eyes prickle like crazy. Reading her early posts drew me really close to tears... I never knew. I wonder at how she copes. She never shows a hint of her troubles at all. She cried once in school when Yunn Hwa, her and I were at the Form 6 toilet because she started talking about her mum, but I never thought there was more than that. Reading her blog really jolted me.
God made her unbelievably strong inside, for all her smallness in size. I think she's amazing the way she's made so much more of herself than most other people would have - despite what they each face/have in life. Rachel Tann is pretty, talented and popular - the epitome, I suppose, of Singaporean teen perfection. But she complains and bitches in her blog about how her mum found out she smokes, and writes casually about how she walks around in her apartment "in a big tee and underwear". She's all glam and wonder, but creatures like her never, can never, ever measure up to a little mite like Ee Ling. EL has so much more worse problems going on in her life and she still holds on fast to her integrity.
It's all so ironic. It's like people nowadays are completely blind to everything except what they see. It gives the phrase "all that glitters is not gold" a different dimension to think about. EL doesn't glitter in any way at all, but would you just look. Everything worldly and glittery just pales and fades out when you learn about people like her.
You know, before I got close to Yunn Hwa and Ee Ling, it was always just Liz, Zhen Cui, Huey Bing and Caleen. Now, with the wisdom of hindsight, I keep seeing the gigantic contrast between the two groups of friends: One batch (you know which) is privileged in practically every way - they're pretty, clever, reasonably wealthy and popular with everybody; and the other is nearly a complete opposite. Yet you see people like EL rising above all that. She studies as hard as she possibly can so that she can get good results and earn a good living next time so she can have a better life.
Indeed, it's all very admirable but right now (mostly due to the impact of drama I've received), it feels a somewhat doomed philosophy: Study hard, work hard, get good job, get out of this house and give money to parents. It makes me look at her dazedly, in a new light. You'd never have imagined a little person like EL to be so strong in life.
I used to wish I were as rich as Caleen, had as many cool clothes as Zhen Cui, and could fly overseas every year like Liz. But this year God has shown me so clearly, that true heroines don't come in those forms.
You keep reading about family problems in fictional teenager's lives, but when you finally come across the real thing, it hits you right in the heart. It's a horrible, cold feeling that makes your eyes prickle like crazy. Reading her early posts drew me really close to tears... I never knew. I wonder at how she copes. She never shows a hint of her troubles at all. She cried once in school when Yunn Hwa, her and I were at the Form 6 toilet because she started talking about her mum, but I never thought there was more than that. Reading her blog really jolted me.
God made her unbelievably strong inside, for all her smallness in size. I think she's amazing the way she's made so much more of herself than most other people would have - despite what they each face/have in life. Rachel Tann is pretty, talented and popular - the epitome, I suppose, of Singaporean teen perfection. But she complains and bitches in her blog about how her mum found out she smokes, and writes casually about how she walks around in her apartment "in a big tee and underwear". She's all glam and wonder, but creatures like her never, can never, ever measure up to a little mite like Ee Ling. EL has so much more worse problems going on in her life and she still holds on fast to her integrity.
It's all so ironic. It's like people nowadays are completely blind to everything except what they see. It gives the phrase "all that glitters is not gold" a different dimension to think about. EL doesn't glitter in any way at all, but would you just look. Everything worldly and glittery just pales and fades out when you learn about people like her.
You know, before I got close to Yunn Hwa and Ee Ling, it was always just Liz, Zhen Cui, Huey Bing and Caleen. Now, with the wisdom of hindsight, I keep seeing the gigantic contrast between the two groups of friends: One batch (you know which) is privileged in practically every way - they're pretty, clever, reasonably wealthy and popular with everybody; and the other is nearly a complete opposite. Yet you see people like EL rising above all that. She studies as hard as she possibly can so that she can get good results and earn a good living next time so she can have a better life.
Indeed, it's all very admirable but right now (mostly due to the impact of drama I've received), it feels a somewhat doomed philosophy: Study hard, work hard, get good job, get out of this house and give money to parents. It makes me look at her dazedly, in a new light. You'd never have imagined a little person like EL to be so strong in life.
I used to wish I were as rich as Caleen, had as many cool clothes as Zhen Cui, and could fly overseas every year like Liz. But this year God has shown me so clearly, that true heroines don't come in those forms.