be spontaneous

This week, i was told that i should be more spontaneous.
This was told to me after i had delivered my 3 minutes and 40 sec long speech. *sigh*
I realised that there was a hint of truth in what Mr. Derick said. For a person who talks a lot all the time and almost about every matter there is to talk about, spontaneity works best for me when the time comes to deliver a speech. Maybe i was trying too hard- i ended up making one whole page of speech, and tried in vain to memorise it, but in the end i could hardly even remember anything i wrote! Hahaha... The irony is, sometimes things work better for me when i wasn't even trying too hard. Sometimes, that is. Most of the time however, my spontaneity only spells more trouble for me.


My friends and i decided to go to a bazaar one day during the fasting month last year. We were so confident that we could figure out the way to the bazaar ourselves. Consequently, without really giving much thought about it, the three of us took bicycles to get there. Our optimism and spontaneity backfired. We got lost, but we kept on going! (Going back home without fried kuey teow and murtabak for breaking fast was most definitely OUT of the question. It never even crossed our minds.) After a few phone calls, and direction from a shop keeper around that area, we successfully found our way to the bazaar! Yaay!
We even ran into the boys from house 16.
However, nothing had ever prepared us for the state of the bazaar.
It was... pathetic, i think. The bazaar was right beside a huge ditch, and there were run down houses opposite the huge ditch. We did not expect the bazaar to be in a run-down area. We didn't even think there could be a slum in the middle of Bandar Utama, for god's sake.


Worse still, men around us kept giving creepy stares at us. Did we really look that out of place? Or, were they just being creepy? Man, travelling with just a bunch of girls is hard! And quite unsafe i have to say......Especially in places such as THIS.
The worst part however, was when i lost the key for my bicycle chain. There was noooooo way i was going to leave that bicycle at that place. (The bicycle was not even mine, and that made the problem more complicated.)
It was getting dark. We were starving and weary from cycling. Aaannnd it had started to drizzle. I was becoming frantic and i thought,
"Great..... Even the weather is against me.. Why oh, why???"
The boys from house 16 was our ray of shining light. Our sole hope.
THANk God they helped us to get through the whole thing.

In conclusion, only be spontaneous at an appropriate situation. After that incident, i thought to myself, "Never Again."