Saturday, May 24, 2008
We love sports. And pieces of rocks in water.
Badminton was pretty fun. Only 2 hours straight of badminton's tiring... In the end I got rewarded with a sore arm and even more sore feet. I keep reminding to myself to get some exercise, but can never get the motivation required to go exercising alone. That means the only way I can get a workout is to go out with friends I guess. Jogging is a lonely sport, and when I really get down to do some jogging, I stop for at least a month after 1 session.
Pedra Branca's ours? I don't really care much about those petty blocks of rock. They are, after all, blocks of rock. Certainly, territorial waters are important... Give me a break... Worrying about it too much doesn't really make me a politician or a genius. Let the real professionals do the squabbling over the ROCK and let us observe with a pinch of salt. Unless we really go to war, I don't see the fuss. This thinking seems a bit childish, but why care too much? Lets face it. Its not like we commoners will make any difference anyway.
Enough on rocks and scissors and paper. The matter is laid to rest and we shall forget about it in less than a week. Bring about bigger issues like how we are going to cope with the price hikes and petrol prices. Rocks are secondary, the people are NOT!
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