Thursday, April 30, 2009
{ 3:22 AM }
I'm supposed to be rushing a report and mid sem but somehow I just got this urge to blog.
me (after sitting in the computer lab for a while): eh the chair's really uncomfortable.
dro: huh?
me: it's so hard and it cant move!
dro: then change to the one that can lo
me: but it's so hard and so noisy
dro: then how? want to change lab anot? got cushy seats and can move chairs
me: don't want, so mafan, we should have just went there straight lo.
dro: -.-"
lol i know it's totally random and it's pretty much how the conversation went. I guess being tired really brings out the kiddish randomness in me lol
Monday, April 27, 2009
{ 1:55 PM }
One more hour before class starts and I've no idea why I'm in the library. Actually I do, was supposed to catch up with Arnz since we havent met since forever and he has class now. Kinda tempted to go beer garden for a game of pool, or rather a few games =p. It's free pool night man. Maybe could do it next week.
Haven't blogged in ages. Then again, things havent been going too well. Somehow murphy's law loves me the whole of last week and it just kinda wore me down mentally and physically.
Work is alright, I think I'm doing a rather good job but the travelling is just wearing me out. I pretty much spend the whole day outside just for 4-5 hrs of work. Is the $50 really worth it? 4 hours of travelling min and 4 hours of work?
Times like this I wish I had a special somone to count on. Someone who'll laugh and hug my worries away. But I guess somehow that's not a fate for me.
Oh well, I guess I'd be back to normal in no time.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
{ 4:32 PM }
Happy Easter everyone!
Kinda weird celebrating it for the first time I guess, but it's nice to have our own family dinner here. Hopefully in a short while time I wont be too tired so I can attempt to make molten choco cake without a blender (or whatever that's called, simply too tired to think).
Work today was alright, last I left, there was only 13 customers for the day and it was already 4 hours into operation time. Was made to top up the meat/vege, pack vege into containers, cut or rather put the char siew into the machine to cut, cut a box full of retarded looking onions and washed up alot of the containers.
Why retarded looking onions? Firstly, it's rather huge, secondly most of them had like "twins" or "triplets" and it didnt really look like it was good quality. Most of them were really sandy/muddy inside so it was quite a chore.
I'm quite thankful for a job although I really wish it were much more convenient. It's tiring having to wake up 4 hrs before work, leave for work 2 hrs before hand and the travelling is quite a killer.
And before I forget. Murphy's law - what can go wrong will go wrong.
Yesterday - Hit my head while getting off the bus. bus missed my intended stop, had to walk back. Nearly slipped while walking across zebra crossing, many cars and people around. Colleague goes on 2 hr break, all customers come, when she comes back, there's hardly any customers. customers just love to come all at the same time or don't come at all -.-
Today - once again i nearly slipped but not as bad as yesterday and not as many cars nor people.
Tmr - hopefully never again.
Friday, April 10, 2009
{ 10:45 PM }
Well, after walking that arduous 30-45 min from Q Centre to Pac Fair last night, I couldn't help but think about an earlier conversation with Althea. What is more important, safety or money?
To me, at this point definately money. What is the point of working, just to spend 1-2 hrs salary just on a cab to go halfway home. Maybe even my day's pay just to go home?
The thing is usual day-to-day, occasional cab rides are okay to me, a luxury at times but why the reluctance this time? Frankly there's no point working if I were to waste it on cab fares which I would not have needed if I didn't work in the first place.
I'd rather walked in the dark, in the rain (although I just found out a rather near bus stop from Q centre has late buses to pac fair/surfers, and i'd prob take it the next time) and wait around 1 hour just to reach home 2 hours after I finished work and it's pretty much the next day already.
Going to work's kinda a chore due to the distance and location but I guess till I find a better job that would do, and I guess taking the late bus has it's perks, can see "free show" which frankly can be rather interesting lol.
Happy Good Friday everyone =)
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
{ 11:24 PM }
gos⋅sip [gos-
uhp] Show IPA noun, verb, -
siped or -sipped, -sip⋅
ing or -sip⋅ping.
–noun | 1. | idle talk or rumor, esp. about the personal or private affairs of others: the endless gossip about Hollywood stars. |
| 2. | light, familiar talk or writing. |
| 3. | Also, gos⋅sip⋅er, gos⋅sip⋅per. a person given to tattling or idle talk. |
| 4. | Chiefly British Dialect. a godparent. |
| 5. | Archaic. a friend, esp. a woman. |
–verb (used without object)
| 6. | to talk idly, esp. about the affairs of others; go about tattling. |
–verb (used with object) | 7. | Chiefly British Dialect. to stand godparent to. |
| 8. | Archaic. to repeat like a gossip
|
As shared by dictionary.com, there is frankly quite a few meanings to gossip. Why the sudden interest in gossips, or rather the sudden need for definitions. Personally I use the word gossip rather loosely. I'm chatting with friends over coffee, I'd call it gossip whether
a not we actually venture into the affairs of others.
Our definition is talking behind people's back, sometimes literally. "Hey turn around so I can gossip about you."
You know, it is human nature to talk, especially about others, but what exactly crosses the line to be considered an actual gossip? Starting a false rumor is
definitely one. Telling new mutual friends about certain pasts that is frankly quite irrelevant and quite
damaging to one's reputation is another to me.
I know I talk about others, don't judge because frankly anyone and everyone does. However I
don't really consider myself to be one that starts a rumour. I'd say what I know and probably leave some 'unnecessary' or occasionally hurtful stuff out. I also won't intentionally seek people out just to spread the rumour and hope it spreads like wildfire.
But i guess at the end of the day the gossips
doesn't matter, what matters to me is that I know who my friends are and that they'll stand by me not matter what. If I should hurt them in anyway, I know we can talk things out and be better friends from there. Sometimes it's better to have a worse bark than bite.
Monday, April 6, 2009
{ 10:51 PM }
How far would you go to escape? Hide yourself in your room and hope things will be okay? Ignore it totally? Go to another country?
I escaped once by coming here. I thought I could totally rebuild my life and find myself back again. In a way it did work, I got out of something that was making me lose my identity and mind. It wasn't all that bad but I guess things could have been better.
I did pretty much start to gain back things I've lost, my confidence, my laughter and it did pretty much slip through my fingers again.
Summer break was a good break I guess, being around friends, changing of style, hair colour, makeup. It was certainly a good boost for my insecurity and I nearly didn't want to come back.
Things hasn't been smooth sailing this year I must say. I'm just hoping it'll turn for the better soon. Some things happened as well, and much as I'd like to leave it all behind I know it's quite hard since everything here reminds me of things. Still I'm glad to find friends who'll love me no matter what.
My next escape would probably to US, some things just need to be gotten rid from my mind for good and nothing else works better than a new environment and the thrill of something different. I know escaping is the worst way to solve things, but sometimes I just don't have the courage to face the problem face on or some times a change of scenery is the best. Some times some things just cant be solved.
So I guess my way of escaping is just travelling to another country. It might cause me to make the same mistakes. I might just run out of countries to escape to some day. But for now, wish me luck whilst I aim to travel around the world =p
Friday, April 3, 2009
{ 4:09 PM }
So, Tsuey and I were sitting outside starbucks after work the other day and we did sit for quite some time. Then this guy who passed by us about an hour back decided to stop and ask us really random questions. How random? Totally random.
First he asked, if you were getting married, when the time comes for the groom to kiss the bride, would you give a peck on the lips or a full on french kiss. Apparently it was coz he recently went to his cousin's wedding and the groom looked like he was going to give a peck and the bride was going for a full on so it was rather embrassing. Next up, he asked if we floss our teeth, and what about brushing our teeth. Seems like recently his sharemate walked in on him when he was brushing his tongue and it amused his sharemate. Finally (i think) he asked us what's our thoughts on spells. Again recently his friend hooked up with this girl that the friend totally didnt like but somehow still spent the night on the girl's couch. Tho nothing was done, he found a letter with weird handwritings on it, grabbed it and got out of the place. When brought to a magic store, it was said that it was a love spell. The random guy hasnt seen his friend in weeks and the guy has been spending it at the girl's place. Soooo food for thought, was it due to the love spell or just psychological?
Anyway my own food for thought. Few weeks back, I had this conversation with my group mate. He said that the person you marry might not be the one you love most. I can hear the "then why did you marry the person?", "that's so unfair to your spouse" and all at the back of my head. But let's put it this way, you love the person enough to marry the person. I guess there'll be insecurity for the other half, but as my friend said, sometimes it's the timing. The timing and all was right, which is why you ended up marrying your, probably 2nd greatest love.
For me, one possiblity was that whatever happened with your greatest love might not have the chance to end properly. Sometimes as said, due to timing, sometimes due to the most idiotic reasons. Sometimes, the person remains your greatest love for this reason. You did not have the chance to know the person so much more than you should. What you're holding on might just simply be the illusion of how perfect your life might have been.
I think despite all these, it's necessary to be true to the one you marry. Despite the longings, the illusions, it should not have any chance to affect future relations especially when a child might be involved.
I've been thinking about many other things recently but I guess I'd save it for another day.
I guess no matter what, be true to yourself and your other half. Marry the one you see in your future even though the person might not be your greatest love.
Where art thou, thy romeo
