Liang Seng and Misunderstood

English: Misunderstood
French: Incompris
Italian: Frainteso

Meanings: wrongly understood; interpret in the wrong way; to understand incorrectly


There are times when we do things, and people perceive it differently from the way that we wanted to portray. There are times when we do things for a good reason and then people perceive it the other way.

We get shot down for doing the things that we think is good for others. We get criticized for all the wrong reasons, doing the things that we thought will be good. We get blamed and bad mouthed for the things that we thought we knew was right and beneficial to them. But what do we get at the end of the day? A piece of crap.

I guess I am just tired of being the nice guy. I guess I am just tired of being what I used to be. And speaking of this, it brought me back to the day when Calvin told me he dreamt of my funeral. To get such an email from a colleague so early in the morning is not fun. More so when he is speaking of your death.

Calvin: Eh, I dreamt of you last night. You slipped and died. But it's ok-lah. A lot of people cried.
Me: WTF.

I told the story to another colleague, Nick and he interpreted the dream to me.

Nick: Do you believe that we have a sub-conscious world outside of us?
Me: Yeah (even though I have not much clue what he is talking about)
Nick: Yeah, so when he dreamt of you dying, it is part of you which died. Not you.
Me: But it's not even me who is dreaming of me. It's CALVIN!!!
Nick: (It's) the same-lah. And when a lot of people cried, it means it is a part that everyone missed. A part that everyone liked.
Me: Well, then I am praying that it's my weight.
Nick: (rolls his eyes) Yeah. ~chuckles~

Come to think of it, I guess it is true somehow isn't it. And I guess I am so sick and tired of caring what other people feel that I neglected myself all these years. It is time to be selfish. It is time to care about me. It's about time I let part of me die and never come back. It's about time that I do not care.