ordinary vs. EXTRA-ordinary

the past few entries have been quite 'emo' or so they say, so i regret to inform that this will be just another one of those entries. it's days like these that i feel so... ordinary. eurgh. i shudder to even let the word roll off my tongue. it leaves a rather unpleasant aftertaste.

O-R-D-I-N-A-R-Y.

what's wrong with being ordinary?
well, technically, nothing.

as if being ordinary isn't bad enough, i don't need to want to have to convince myself otherwise.

my friends have modelling/singing contracts + STARDOMHEREICOME! written all over their perfectly porcelain complexions, not to mention lithe/slim/vertically unchallenged bodies.

this brings me back to the days (not too long ago/secondary school) when my wishlist read:
1. i wish i had perfect eyesight
2. i wish i were prettier
3. i wish i were taller
4. i wish i were smarter
5. i wish i had a boyfriend

3 years later...

wishlist:
1. i wish i had perfect eyesight
2. i wish i were prettier
3. i wish i were taller
4. i wish i were smarter
5. i wish i had a boyfriend

my my.. how things have changed.

you know what? i retract my earlier statement about not wanting to convince myself etc. if i can't be happy being ordinary, at least i can bitch about the merits of being EXTRA-ordinary.
hmm. i wonder if i'm the only one who just saw the irony in that.

things i'd do if i were EXTRA-ordinary:
i would munch on celery/carrot sticks/lettuce/allkindsofrawvegetables
like some damn rabbit.
i would obsess over every single strand of hair. I TOLD YOU IT HAS TO BE PERFECT!!!
i would dance like some vibratic robot because letting loose and waving your hands in the air is NOT PERFECT!

things i do as an ordinary being:
relish the fact that my hair will never stay in place when i eat and that it grows in a rightward direction. be comforted by the knowledge that if one fine sunny day singapore were to be covered in snow at minus many degrees, i would have my little tummy fat to keep me warm. be proud that I HAVE A BUTT and a sexy one at that. fact #37: tall girls have a harder time finding boyfriends.

i watched initial D last night and a memorable quote (due to extreme repetition) stuck.

"gods used to be human. but when gods did what humans could not, that's when they became gods."

i shall rephrase:

"EXTRA-ordinary people used to be ordinary people. but when the EXTRA-ordinary did what the ordinary could not, that's when they became EXTRA-ordinary."

now, who says being ordinary wasn't fun?
i beg to differ.