babbling blocks

Today I woke up and realised that the sound of the drilling coming from the void deck (and moving the foundations of the earth) has gotten softer. That is a good thing. But what irks me the most has to be the colours of the next block. What I used to call Piglet Pink and Sky blue are now officially Putrid Pink and Blah Blue. Imagine waking up in the morning with the sun shining, and it all looks wonderful until you sit up and suddenly find that you're in a mental institution. That's the feeling I get everytime I see those colours. Who in the world paints bricks blue?! (Yes they are bricks without the top cement layer. I can still see the ridges.) The only time I can imagine someone doing that is in a Nippon 3-in-1 advertisement.

Like "See, even with pastel pink and baby blue, once it gets dirty, you can just wash it with water!" Which so isn't going to happen considering Nippon 3 in 1 is quite expensive and I think they use Dulux or something. And I think it is so unethical for the RC/contractors to impose their decisions of what they think is a nice block colour combination on the residents. The least they could do is take a poll or something.

And poor blocks! No one ever considers how they feel, being the second largest cause (the first is the noise pollution) of negative externalities at present.

On the bus to school this morning it just occured to me that the block issue is quite a microcosm of the dynamics of irritation. I get irritated at the opposite block for being a sick colour, yet in a few days time, my block is going to be an irritating colour much to the irritation of the residents of the opposite block. The theory of "You may be an irritant, but I'm probably as irritating, if not more so."

And who knows, the irritating block may be equally irritated at itself for being such an irritant or for feeling so irritated with the irritant? (Well let's not discount the fact that some people are blissfully deluded into thinking that the whole world falls at their feet, but I still think I want to believe that people have a conscience or some form of self-awareness). The theory of "Outwardly expressed irritation as a symptom of irritation directed towards self"

Alright. I know my theories are screwed up and are not really theories at all. More like hypotheses. Thus ends my 3 blogs in 12 hours marathon.