Dear Diary,
Well, as the age old adage always says, silence is golden and I suppose it really works in every possible kind of domain. Today, I believe that I am safe to say that the whole of Singapore observed at least one minute of silence for the tsunami victims, either through avenues such as the Tsunami memorial in Expo or responding to the calls of the Civil Defence siren. Well, applaudable efforts by the government to instill in a small country, with a big heart. However, the cynic in me is starting to have some doubts over these flooding of compassion. Too many people are doing it everywhere and anywhere. Everytime there is a gathering of sorts of people, there will always be a minute of mourning, but in my opinion, there is always a limit to everything. Too much of anything defeats the purpose of that particular thing. When people gets too accustommed with things, when people gets too tired of things, the side effects sets in and they might just run through the event without contributing to the true purpose. Well, let's just hope that all my nonsense is wrong.
Well, back to myself. Rowed quite a few times this holidays, but I am still doubting that I will be fit enough soon enough, if ever, for any canoeing events. When you get sick of the scenery, the smell of the water, the inevitability of pain, anyone I suppose will get sick. Well, I wouldn't say that I am very much qualified to say things like this, after all, I had only been kayaking for less than a year. Well, let me just hope again that all this nonsense that I had spouted is wrong again...