Stranger No More
I've never been a fan of Japanese food. A few random bites in the past have developed a conditioned reflex to shudder at the mere thought of having to have Japanese for a meal. (The occasional supermarket sushi excluded.) And so, unlike many teenagers out there, I have never been to any of the sushi joints... until today.
The initial plan to get some sun morphed into a Japanese lunch at Sakae Sushi by Siloso Beach when Lanxi and I found the sun hiding behind the clouds. I'm probably one of the last in my generation to realise the difference between restaurant sushi and supermarket sushi, but man, it tasted pretty delectable. Now now now, don't go labelling me as a Japanese cuisine convert. Japanese food is not as detestable as I thought it to be. It's... okay. But it was an afternoon with a friend well spent, even though we didn't quite get the sunning we wanted. :)
Spent the late afternoon watching Miss Match on Star World. Missed Life After Baywatch as I wasn't home. Am I the only one addicted to these series? Haha.
Oh yes. Having been reading it through the week, I finally finished Midnight Jewels by Jayne Ann Krentz yesterday, a story revolving alot around martial arts and the theory of violence. In the afternoon, when I hit CH's pool for a quick swim, he told me all of a sudden that he wanted to do martial arts. Just when I thought I'd seen/heard the last of the art, Jason and I watched a martial arts movie while vegging out in front of his telly. Maybe it's a sign that am the Bruce Lee's next protege. Haha!
I foresee a pretty eventful work week ahead. I'll probably be spending more than half of my time at work tomorrow burning CDs and preparing for the IOC visit... and I'll be out on the island for quite a few days. Nothing better to prep me up than knowing stuff lies ahead. :)
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Hypnotised by Sunlight
Hynotised by Sunlight
The more I get drawn into the hum-drum routine of work, the greater my inertia when it comes to blogging. Actually, I avoid my computer like the plague.
Come on, if you were to face a laptop 8.5 hours every weekday, wouldn't you develop a mini-phobia of your desktop at home?
Work-wise, things seem to be improving. There is more self-satisfaction, more tasks coming on hand, more things to look forward to. The less dependence there is, the lesser there is to hold me back. That is one thing I have learnt about myself. I feel liberated, in an incomprehensible kinda way, but I feel good.
I feel this increasing need in me to do something different. It's refreshingly new, as I'd always thought of myself as a routine-kinda girl. I'm hoping the need will translate to action. I'm not that gutsy when it comes to throwing myself to new situations, but I can always learn. It's all about the comfort zone.
Had dinner at my dad's restaurant again last night, this time to celebrate the 21st wedding anniversary of Jason's parents. Through dinner, we were treated to somewhat strange rituals of the club members. It's intriguing bothering on spooky. Hmm.
The morning's rain is replaced by bright sunlight. I wish I were at the beach, but I gotta be heading out in less than two hours. And for your info, the 15 minutes I spent typing this entry included intervals of hynotic staring at the sunlight through my window.
The more I get drawn into the hum-drum routine of work, the greater my inertia when it comes to blogging. Actually, I avoid my computer like the plague.
Come on, if you were to face a laptop 8.5 hours every weekday, wouldn't you develop a mini-phobia of your desktop at home?
Work-wise, things seem to be improving. There is more self-satisfaction, more tasks coming on hand, more things to look forward to. The less dependence there is, the lesser there is to hold me back. That is one thing I have learnt about myself. I feel liberated, in an incomprehensible kinda way, but I feel good.
I feel this increasing need in me to do something different. It's refreshingly new, as I'd always thought of myself as a routine-kinda girl. I'm hoping the need will translate to action. I'm not that gutsy when it comes to throwing myself to new situations, but I can always learn. It's all about the comfort zone.
Had dinner at my dad's restaurant again last night, this time to celebrate the 21st wedding anniversary of Jason's parents. Through dinner, we were treated to somewhat strange rituals of the club members. It's intriguing bothering on spooky. Hmm.
The morning's rain is replaced by bright sunlight. I wish I were at the beach, but I gotta be heading out in less than two hours. And for your info, the 15 minutes I spent typing this entry included intervals of hynotic staring at the sunlight through my window.
Monday, June 20, 2005
leighsonbreeks
leighsonbreeks
Originally uploaded by sarongskirts.
Scowling 'cos he hates my laoya camera. Time for an overhaul, soon!
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leighsonbreeks2
Originally uploaded by sarongskirts.
Finally a nice smile from him.
Today was a busy busy day at work. I didn't have to stop to find something to do at all. Well, it's expected, since the media launch is tomorrow. I'm pretty excited actually.. I get to see journalists. Hah. :)
Dined at Breeks at Harbour Front with Jason. He's developed shopaholic tendencies... 3 shirt purchases in a day!
Off to bed.
Sunday, June 19, 2005
Are Masons Robin Hoods?
Are Masons Robin Hoods?
Today was a Sunday well spent. After my piano lesson in the morning, I headed down to meet Lanxi for some much-needed sunning. Some think I'm crazy, going back to Sentosa on the weekends when I have to be there five days a week. Ah, I think Lanxi and I are just too set in our 4 year routine to go to a swimming complex instead.
Met Jason a tad earlier before dinner at my dad's restaurant with the intention of getting my black Mango top, but alas, it's left with white! Heck. Perhaps it just ain't fated. Dinner was alright I suppose, food wasn't quite to my liking, and I didn't quite like the service as well. Hospitality has trained me well, but it's taxing to keep my comments to myself when my dad's the boss, haha. I can be a bit bratty, I know.
I just realised that Jason has left his magazine in my bag, and I have left my toiletries in his. This is absurd. Scroll down for rare pictures. It's been awhile since my last photo-post. :) Night world.
Today was a Sunday well spent. After my piano lesson in the morning, I headed down to meet Lanxi for some much-needed sunning. Some think I'm crazy, going back to Sentosa on the weekends when I have to be there five days a week. Ah, I think Lanxi and I are just too set in our 4 year routine to go to a swimming complex instead.
Met Jason a tad earlier before dinner at my dad's restaurant with the intention of getting my black Mango top, but alas, it's left with white! Heck. Perhaps it just ain't fated. Dinner was alright I suppose, food wasn't quite to my liking, and I didn't quite like the service as well. Hospitality has trained me well, but it's taxing to keep my comments to myself when my dad's the boss, haha. I can be a bit bratty, I know.
I just realised that Jason has left his magazine in my bag, and I have left my toiletries in his. This is absurd. Scroll down for rare pictures. It's been awhile since my last photo-post. :) Night world.
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jasonthemouthless
Originally uploaded by sarongskirts.
Today's one of the rare occasions when my camera works. This is a hilarious picture of Jason with a distorted mouth.
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leighson-masonic
Originally uploaded by sarongskirts.
That's us in the garden. Just our faces though, lol.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Class 95 Slow Rock Weekend
I pushed myself a little too hard during my morning run today. I was breathing a little too hard when it ended, and I had to lie down on my couch for a minute when I got home to get my heart rate back to normal. Headed to CH's poolside for a chat in the sun after brunch, and I've got rosy cheeks now. A good deviation from the sun-deprived yellow I was turning for sure! How ironic - I'm sun-deprived working on an island. Haha.
Went Father's Day shopping with Jason (bumped into Sarah and spotted Constance Song), before heading to his granny's place for steamboat. Haven't been there in eons. There was tons of food as usual, and the tiny ones were just as mischievous. It's always a little overwhelming for me because I am not used to such large family gatherings outside of Chinese New Year, but it was heartwarming. They were all wishing him safety for his army enlistment. :)
I don't think I am as good a multi-tasker as women are made to be. Whilst juggling my bag, yakking to Jane on the phone and closing my door, I hacked off a tiny piece of my finger on the hinges. For a moment, I stared at the hole waiting for the blood to start oozing, and when it did, I screamed bloody murder. Haha!
Time to indulge in my pre-bedtime novel. Pretty exhausted actually. I was up till 3am last night writing a song, but I still can't compose a suitable melody to go along with the lyrics. Shall approach it with the same approach to love - Inspiration will find me. I shall not seek it. Haha!
Night world. Sunday awaits.
With the Radio for Company at Midnight
With the Radio for Company at Midnight
The amount of pride I have startles me at times. This pride makes me defensive; makes me worry about being judged; and basically complicates my not-so-simple life. Sometimes, I wonder if all the complexities stem from my mind.
Day by day, I am still telling myself to accept the fact that I cannot possibly have everything I want, and to be content with what I have.
I feel like I'm stuck in a traffic jam at "Changing Point Junction". Still as confused about my directions as usual. I know I'm still young, but it's kinda stressful at times, not knowing what I want to do with my life.
On a lighter note, Jason and I caught PCK the Musical today. Honestly, it was quite a disappointment, brinkering on tacky actually. There were times when we actually dozed off during the performance, 'cos we were both tired from work. Haha. But we saw Fagan and Avril though, from 50-100 metres away, lol. Good to see you dude! :)
I borrowed a book from the Tourism Academy with BK's card.
I miss the days in TP when I used to visit the fiction section in the library so regularly. Ever since I've started working in Sentosa, there's been almost zero bus rides to read my book on. It felt so good to lose myself in a novel today.
Tonight, it'll be me, my novel, dark chocolates (yes, I am starting to appreciate its goodness over milk chocolate) and Class 95/Gold 90 fm.
It's the weekend again. I'll prolly be taking it slow and easy this week.
A workout, some shopping, and lazing for tomorrow.
Come Sunday, it'll be piano, sunning, and Father's Day dinner at the restaurant.
The amount of pride I have startles me at times. This pride makes me defensive; makes me worry about being judged; and basically complicates my not-so-simple life. Sometimes, I wonder if all the complexities stem from my mind.
Day by day, I am still telling myself to accept the fact that I cannot possibly have everything I want, and to be content with what I have.
I feel like I'm stuck in a traffic jam at "Changing Point Junction". Still as confused about my directions as usual. I know I'm still young, but it's kinda stressful at times, not knowing what I want to do with my life.
On a lighter note, Jason and I caught PCK the Musical today. Honestly, it was quite a disappointment, brinkering on tacky actually. There were times when we actually dozed off during the performance, 'cos we were both tired from work. Haha. But we saw Fagan and Avril though, from 50-100 metres away, lol. Good to see you dude! :)
I borrowed a book from the Tourism Academy with BK's card.
I miss the days in TP when I used to visit the fiction section in the library so regularly. Ever since I've started working in Sentosa, there's been almost zero bus rides to read my book on. It felt so good to lose myself in a novel today.
Tonight, it'll be me, my novel, dark chocolates (yes, I am starting to appreciate its goodness over milk chocolate) and Class 95/Gold 90 fm.
It's the weekend again. I'll prolly be taking it slow and easy this week.
A workout, some shopping, and lazing for tomorrow.
Come Sunday, it'll be piano, sunning, and Father's Day dinner at the restaurant.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Gain and Loss - The Theory
Gain and Loss - My Theory
If there's one major thing SIP has taught me, it would be the theory of gain some, lose some.
But since I've made it a point to avoid talking about SIP on my blog, let me divert your attention.
Life's a constant juggle, trying to strike a balance between the two.
And being the ultimate ambassador of opportunity cost, I am indeed in deep trouble.
I'm still learning to let things go... I don't do that easily.
Gain time with the boyfriend, lose time to work out.
Gain pleasure from chocolate, lose the figure.
I'm exhausted. This entry so doesn't make sense.
Need a break. PCK the Musical tomorrow, and sunning the next I hope. :)
If there's one major thing SIP has taught me, it would be the theory of gain some, lose some.
But since I've made it a point to avoid talking about SIP on my blog, let me divert your attention.
Life's a constant juggle, trying to strike a balance between the two.
And being the ultimate ambassador of opportunity cost, I am indeed in deep trouble.
I'm still learning to let things go... I don't do that easily.
Gain time with the boyfriend, lose time to work out.
Gain pleasure from chocolate, lose the figure.
I'm exhausted. This entry so doesn't make sense.
Need a break. PCK the Musical tomorrow, and sunning the next I hope. :)
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Abra Cadabra
Abra Cadabra
The day passed me by in a jiffy. For the first time ever since I started my internship, I spent (almost) the whole day busy with stuff! And it felt good, not having to look for something to do. Co-ordinating the interview was oodles of fun as well. And I take back all I said about not networking. I was networking. Haha! And we had lunch at a beach bar, with the sun shining (sort of) and the breeze blowing. Fantastic.
I spend so much time writing in the office that it sorta kills my urge to blog actually. :) Night world.
The day passed me by in a jiffy. For the first time ever since I started my internship, I spent (almost) the whole day busy with stuff! And it felt good, not having to look for something to do. Co-ordinating the interview was oodles of fun as well. And I take back all I said about not networking. I was networking. Haha! And we had lunch at a beach bar, with the sun shining (sort of) and the breeze blowing. Fantastic.
I spend so much time writing in the office that it sorta kills my urge to blog actually. :) Night world.
Monday, June 13, 2005
Who am I?
Who Am I?
I miss reading inspiring or insightful blog entries. This could be attributed to the fact that work takes up such a huge part of my time, and the fact that a majority of my favourite bloggers are busy working as well. SIP is really different eh?
I just read Shaun's blog, and his latest entry made me nod and nod my head in agreement.
"All the world's a stage, and the men and women only players."
How many of us out there are 100% completely true anyway? To be honest, I don't know which part of me is real, and which is contrived. Haven't we all went through the "polite smile" situation where we smile for the sake of being diplomatic or nice?
Is there one single person COMPLETELY comfortable with himself/herself?
This is not the first time, but I am posing myself the BIG question.
"Who am I and where do I go from here?"
No, this is not some religious question (I am not a religious person), just something I yearn to find out, not from religion or some other source, but from myself.
Each weekday I wake up, dress and go to work. When work ends, I find that I've only got a couple of hours before I have to go to bed to be energized for the next day. The humdrum continues till the weekend arrives. I go "TGIF" and bam, the weekend disappears. The weekday-weekend routine continues.
It makes me ask myself if this is the way I want to live my life. A journalist on the road? A communications executive? A teacher? (Don't ask me how I got inspired.) A fitness instructor? I've even contemplated becoming a new-age guru.
And what what what is the meaning of life? (No suicidal subtleties here alright. Just an age-old question with an infinite answer.)
I miss reading inspiring or insightful blog entries. This could be attributed to the fact that work takes up such a huge part of my time, and the fact that a majority of my favourite bloggers are busy working as well. SIP is really different eh?
I just read Shaun's blog, and his latest entry made me nod and nod my head in agreement.
"All the world's a stage, and the men and women only players."
How many of us out there are 100% completely true anyway? To be honest, I don't know which part of me is real, and which is contrived. Haven't we all went through the "polite smile" situation where we smile for the sake of being diplomatic or nice?
Is there one single person COMPLETELY comfortable with himself/herself?
This is not the first time, but I am posing myself the BIG question.
"Who am I and where do I go from here?"
No, this is not some religious question (I am not a religious person), just something I yearn to find out, not from religion or some other source, but from myself.
Each weekday I wake up, dress and go to work. When work ends, I find that I've only got a couple of hours before I have to go to bed to be energized for the next day. The humdrum continues till the weekend arrives. I go "TGIF" and bam, the weekend disappears. The weekday-weekend routine continues.
It makes me ask myself if this is the way I want to live my life. A journalist on the road? A communications executive? A teacher? (Don't ask me how I got inspired.) A fitness instructor? I've even contemplated becoming a new-age guru.
And what what what is the meaning of life? (No suicidal subtleties here alright. Just an age-old question with an infinite answer.)
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Murphy's Law in Action
Murphy's Law in Action
Today is the day when everything went wrong. Okay, maybe not everything, but enough to make me feel like blue-nosed Rudolph.
Work was fine actually, no complaints... 'cept for the fact that I'm starting to feel claustrophobic stuck in the office all day. I think I check my mail twice in 5 minutes. That makes it 24 times an hour.
I think my body's starting to protest at its inactivity. I awoke at 6am this morning with an insane urge to work out, so I did some dance exercise video in the dawn whilst my mom watched on, extremely amused.
A tiny but significant turn in events made me want to curl up and cry, and start throwing things around all at the same time. Some things force you to put your life into perspective, but sometimes, avoidance just feels so damn good. After the twenty minute pre-lunchtime anger, I totally switched my mind off and stared at the greenery whilst waiting for Ailing to join me at Subway.
Had a long talk with Jason over a pizza dinner. It was kinda therapeutic to release all that pent-up tension, but it sorta made my tangled train of thoughts a little more complex too.
Come to think of it, it's quite weird. For once, I managed (for awhile at least) to listen to him like he's the accomplished senior dishing out work advice, instead of my boyfriend.
It sucks having an over-developed mind with an intricate thought process. I think I need to go for some new-age rebirthing class.
Today is the day when everything went wrong. Okay, maybe not everything, but enough to make me feel like blue-nosed Rudolph.
Work was fine actually, no complaints... 'cept for the fact that I'm starting to feel claustrophobic stuck in the office all day. I think I check my mail twice in 5 minutes. That makes it 24 times an hour.
I think my body's starting to protest at its inactivity. I awoke at 6am this morning with an insane urge to work out, so I did some dance exercise video in the dawn whilst my mom watched on, extremely amused.
A tiny but significant turn in events made me want to curl up and cry, and start throwing things around all at the same time. Some things force you to put your life into perspective, but sometimes, avoidance just feels so damn good. After the twenty minute pre-lunchtime anger, I totally switched my mind off and stared at the greenery whilst waiting for Ailing to join me at Subway.
Had a long talk with Jason over a pizza dinner. It was kinda therapeutic to release all that pent-up tension, but it sorta made my tangled train of thoughts a little more complex too.
Come to think of it, it's quite weird. For once, I managed (for awhile at least) to listen to him like he's the accomplished senior dishing out work advice, instead of my boyfriend.
It sucks having an over-developed mind with an intricate thought process. I think I need to go for some new-age rebirthing class.
Sunday, June 05, 2005
Balloons, Brass and Bust
Oh Baby Baby it's a Wild World
It's Sentosa's 2nd Balloon Hat Festival this weekend, and I was there yesterday, supposedly shadowing Eileen to observe media relations. Turned out that most of the media were coming today instead, but ah well, I've got priorities.
Didn't do much, 'cept for talking to my director, as well as doing abit of catching up with my juniors who were volunteering at the event.
There was a school with the band members dressed in hawaiian shirts and a guy dressed as Elvis in front. Don't think they played Blue Hawaii though, but it was quite a sight, lol.
Headed home to shower and to attend the club restaurant's opening. I hadn't planned on going as I'd expected the BHF to end late but thankfully, it ended early, so I rushed down to show my support for my brother and my dad. The food was pretty good and the place was packed! :D
I'm at Jason's place now, but he's sleeping like a post-camp log with Racky and Little Meatball. My auntie found Little Meatball while she was clearing out the cupboards last night. :) It's a starshaped pink soft beanie baby.
I actually busted my wallet buying his gift prior to meeting him, and I am bursting with excitement. Need to hold my tongue though, haha, but it's proving difficult. So it's probably not such a bad thing he's asleep.
SIP really brings out a different side in people. I was talking to Jason about the issue that's been bothering me recently, and he's found the perfect word for it - insincerity. No wonder people say that it's a dog eat dog world out there.
Don't wanna be a real-life case of the pot calling the kettle black, so I reflected upon myself. I think I am guilty of it at times, but it's never too late to reign myself in. :)
Speaking of dogs, Budi's back! Poor guy's been suffering from tick fever the couple of days, thus the absence. Alright, off to wake the log and to dabao food for Martian Attack.
It's Sentosa's 2nd Balloon Hat Festival this weekend, and I was there yesterday, supposedly shadowing Eileen to observe media relations. Turned out that most of the media were coming today instead, but ah well, I've got priorities.
Didn't do much, 'cept for talking to my director, as well as doing abit of catching up with my juniors who were volunteering at the event.
There was a school with the band members dressed in hawaiian shirts and a guy dressed as Elvis in front. Don't think they played Blue Hawaii though, but it was quite a sight, lol.
Headed home to shower and to attend the club restaurant's opening. I hadn't planned on going as I'd expected the BHF to end late but thankfully, it ended early, so I rushed down to show my support for my brother and my dad. The food was pretty good and the place was packed! :D
I'm at Jason's place now, but he's sleeping like a post-camp log with Racky and Little Meatball. My auntie found Little Meatball while she was clearing out the cupboards last night. :) It's a starshaped pink soft beanie baby.
I actually busted my wallet buying his gift prior to meeting him, and I am bursting with excitement. Need to hold my tongue though, haha, but it's proving difficult. So it's probably not such a bad thing he's asleep.
SIP really brings out a different side in people. I was talking to Jason about the issue that's been bothering me recently, and he's found the perfect word for it - insincerity. No wonder people say that it's a dog eat dog world out there.
Don't wanna be a real-life case of the pot calling the kettle black, so I reflected upon myself. I think I am guilty of it at times, but it's never too late to reign myself in. :)
Speaking of dogs, Budi's back! Poor guy's been suffering from tick fever the couple of days, thus the absence. Alright, off to wake the log and to dabao food for Martian Attack.
Saturday, June 04, 2005
The Adaptability of the Chameleon
The Adaptability of the Chameleon
PR requires you to be a bit of a schizophrenic. Sometimes, I feel like the adaptability required for the job is something past my own boundaries. I'm just speculating.. have yet to deal with the media in full-force. I wonder how they'd be like.
It's kinda tough, wanting to marry my love for writing with a love for writing. It's almost like incest actually, come to think of it.
PR is something vital in all fields, not just to mention my own. Now, where do you draw the line between a good PR person, and a fake?
I'll find out in time to come. :)
PR requires you to be a bit of a schizophrenic. Sometimes, I feel like the adaptability required for the job is something past my own boundaries. I'm just speculating.. have yet to deal with the media in full-force. I wonder how they'd be like.
It's kinda tough, wanting to marry my love for writing with a love for writing. It's almost like incest actually, come to think of it.
PR is something vital in all fields, not just to mention my own. Now, where do you draw the line between a good PR person, and a fake?
I'll find out in time to come. :)
Friday, June 03, 2005
Just like Gooey Marshmallows
Just like Gooey Marshmallows
I can't seek an explanation for the lovey dovey mood I'm in these couple of days. Maybe because a certain someone's in camp and I haven't seen a certain animal in days. Oh well. I'm feeling happy though. :)
Another work week's flew by. Let's hope the flying never stops, haha. I miss school, but I'm not complaining about work. It's kinda enjoyable.
I accompanied Pat to Camp Sunshine's opening ceremony at Siloso Beach's Emerald Hall this morning. For the uninitiated, Camp Sunshine is a camp organized for terminally ill children.
The one hour I was there filled me with a palette of emotions. I was really impressed with the number of volunteers who took time out for the camp, and the energy radiating within the hall was infections. You know, some of the kids have actually got rosy cheeks and tanned complexions. At first glance, I never would have guessed they were ill.
It certainly makes one think of how fortunate they actually are. There's a saying that goes some sort like, "Don't complain about how you don't like your legs. Be thankful you have them." A totally inaccurate version, but at least I remembered the gist of the phrase.
In a world where people are constantly complaining about how they're shortchanged, we often don't realise how lucky we actually are to be able to live without worrying if cancer cells will spread. Good health is indeed something to be thankful for. Humans like to look for the bad in life, never realising that they've overlooked the good and taken it for granted. I'm guilty, haha.
Ah well. Balloon Hat Festival at Siloso Beach tomorrow and Sunday, from noon to evening. Do come down if you can, it'll be loads of fun. :)
I can't seek an explanation for the lovey dovey mood I'm in these couple of days. Maybe because a certain someone's in camp and I haven't seen a certain animal in days. Oh well. I'm feeling happy though. :)
Another work week's flew by. Let's hope the flying never stops, haha. I miss school, but I'm not complaining about work. It's kinda enjoyable.
I accompanied Pat to Camp Sunshine's opening ceremony at Siloso Beach's Emerald Hall this morning. For the uninitiated, Camp Sunshine is a camp organized for terminally ill children.
The one hour I was there filled me with a palette of emotions. I was really impressed with the number of volunteers who took time out for the camp, and the energy radiating within the hall was infections. You know, some of the kids have actually got rosy cheeks and tanned complexions. At first glance, I never would have guessed they were ill.
It certainly makes one think of how fortunate they actually are. There's a saying that goes some sort like, "Don't complain about how you don't like your legs. Be thankful you have them." A totally inaccurate version, but at least I remembered the gist of the phrase.
In a world where people are constantly complaining about how they're shortchanged, we often don't realise how lucky we actually are to be able to live without worrying if cancer cells will spread. Good health is indeed something to be thankful for. Humans like to look for the bad in life, never realising that they've overlooked the good and taken it for granted. I'm guilty, haha.
Ah well. Balloon Hat Festival at Siloso Beach tomorrow and Sunday, from noon to evening. Do come down if you can, it'll be loads of fun. :)
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Crazy for this Dog
Crazy for this Dog
I think I'm gonna suffer from Budi-withdrawal symptoms soon. Me, miss a dog? The anti-canine speaks. Haha.
Bumped into my neighbour aka Budi's owner when I was about to embark on my jog, and instead of the usual customary "how are you", I asked him "where's your dog?" I don't think I could have ever been more enthusiastic about a dog, or any animal for that matter. And it's not even mine!
Turns out Budi's having terrible mood swings, and he's eating irregularly as well. And I thought the way he was acting so strange on Monday was because he hated my new perfume. (I've stopped wearing it since.) I am so freaking myself out with my dog-friendly tendencies.
I'd just started coordinating an interview for a staff (featuring his guard dog) for a magazine, and though the first image that appeared in my mind was a huge black dog with fang-like teeth that had my heart skipping a beat, an image of Budi replaced that almost instantaneously to calm my heart.
I'm totally loving work and the writing. Everything 'cept for the sedentary lifestyle I'd say. I literally brisk walked home from the bus-stop today so I could go for a jog before the sky darkened. That is how in need I am of exercise. Love handles alert! Haha. It felt so good to work my limbs and get my heart pumping. Yeehah!
"Lying here with you
Listening to the rain
Smiling just to see a smile upon your face.
These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive
These are the moments I'll remember all my life
I've found all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more
Looking in your eyes
Seeing all I need
Everything you are is everything to me
These are the moments I know Heaven must exist
These are the moments I know all I need is this
I've found all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more
I could not ask for more than this time together
Could not ask for more than this with you
Every prayer has been answered
Every dream I have has come true
Right here in this moment
Is right where I'm meant to be
Here with you here with me."
That's These Are The Moments by Sara Evans. Feeling a little emotional today, in a good way. :) Night world.
I think I'm gonna suffer from Budi-withdrawal symptoms soon. Me, miss a dog? The anti-canine speaks. Haha.
Bumped into my neighbour aka Budi's owner when I was about to embark on my jog, and instead of the usual customary "how are you", I asked him "where's your dog?" I don't think I could have ever been more enthusiastic about a dog, or any animal for that matter. And it's not even mine!
Turns out Budi's having terrible mood swings, and he's eating irregularly as well. And I thought the way he was acting so strange on Monday was because he hated my new perfume. (I've stopped wearing it since.) I am so freaking myself out with my dog-friendly tendencies.
I'd just started coordinating an interview for a staff (featuring his guard dog) for a magazine, and though the first image that appeared in my mind was a huge black dog with fang-like teeth that had my heart skipping a beat, an image of Budi replaced that almost instantaneously to calm my heart.
I'm totally loving work and the writing. Everything 'cept for the sedentary lifestyle I'd say. I literally brisk walked home from the bus-stop today so I could go for a jog before the sky darkened. That is how in need I am of exercise. Love handles alert! Haha. It felt so good to work my limbs and get my heart pumping. Yeehah!
"Lying here with you
Listening to the rain
Smiling just to see a smile upon your face.
These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive
These are the moments I'll remember all my life
I've found all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more
Looking in your eyes
Seeing all I need
Everything you are is everything to me
These are the moments I know Heaven must exist
These are the moments I know all I need is this
I've found all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more
I could not ask for more than this time together
Could not ask for more than this with you
Every prayer has been answered
Every dream I have has come true
Right here in this moment
Is right where I'm meant to be
Here with you here with me."
That's These Are The Moments by Sara Evans. Feeling a little emotional today, in a good way. :) Night world.
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