Disparities.
When I was 16, I attended the hospitality management interview at Temasek Polytechnic with a racing heart and the sweatiest palms. I wanted to get into the course so badly that I simply left no alternate route for myself, and the euphoria that filled me when I was accepted was indescribable. In stark contrast, I attended the interview of my current course three years later with a mood of indifference and the letter of acceptance that came in the mail days later brought little semblance of euphoria to my heart.
The course would provide me with the paper that stood between me and my future, and while I graduated from TP feeling like I've gained and grown not just academically but also professionally and emotionally, the latter veil of indifference has sat with me throughout the past three years of my university education.
It may seem like my university education is a nightmare, but there were actually some really good times and enjoyable courses. That said, I can't seem to muster the same passion I have for studying the intricacies of the hospitality industry, the same way I can't seem to muster the same passion and respect I have for my hospitality coursemates.
The future is eight months too long away, and boy can't I wait!
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Un-expectations.
Un-expectations.
Reality beckons, and some surprising news has put my "what will be will be" attitude in its place. I've been pretty good at compartmentalizing my life and my emotions but I suspect that will change when my brother moves back in with us. I'm not sure what to do and if there is even anything I can do, yet I can't not worry about the things I have no control over.
I think I would be even more unsettled if not for my sleepy state and the fact that I'm reeling a little from P's easy promise that I would be taken care of even if it meant selling the car. I haven't allowed myself to believe in a romantic utopia since my naive ideals were dashed three years ago, and all that wanderlust has taught me to enjoy my independence and the freedom of coming and going as I pleased. In fact, I remember telling a close friend that I could not imagine cutting down on traveling, and the whole humdrum of compromises and finding the middle ground to accommodate another person in my life right now.
Needless to say, I never expected to fall in love quite so soon, much less with someone who's willing to do whatever it takes for my happiness. Despite that numerous fires waiting to be put out by us, I've learnt that love is meant to be easy. And while my spark of wanderlust still burns, I never want to be away for too long and P is yet another reason to come home.
Reality beckons, and some surprising news has put my "what will be will be" attitude in its place. I've been pretty good at compartmentalizing my life and my emotions but I suspect that will change when my brother moves back in with us. I'm not sure what to do and if there is even anything I can do, yet I can't not worry about the things I have no control over.
I think I would be even more unsettled if not for my sleepy state and the fact that I'm reeling a little from P's easy promise that I would be taken care of even if it meant selling the car. I haven't allowed myself to believe in a romantic utopia since my naive ideals were dashed three years ago, and all that wanderlust has taught me to enjoy my independence and the freedom of coming and going as I pleased. In fact, I remember telling a close friend that I could not imagine cutting down on traveling, and the whole humdrum of compromises and finding the middle ground to accommodate another person in my life right now.
Needless to say, I never expected to fall in love quite so soon, much less with someone who's willing to do whatever it takes for my happiness. Despite that numerous fires waiting to be put out by us, I've learnt that love is meant to be easy. And while my spark of wanderlust still burns, I never want to be away for too long and P is yet another reason to come home.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Girlfriends.
Girlfriends.
I can't help but notice that every booze session with the gossip queens entails them buying me drink after drink and a slew of incriminating pictures on Facebook the day after. This evening's session had me in splits, quite literally with K and M each holding a leg and giving my glutes one heck of a stretch on Morton's plush couch.
As much as the babes are bullies who like me wasted and silly for their entertainment, they get as many laughs out of me as I do from them, and there really is nothing like an evening of the gang's trademark crude humor to put an end to my self-imposed antisocial spell. And as much as their sole motivation in life seems to be getting me wasted and embarrassed, they are as protective as protective gets, as demonstrated by how quickly they summoned P up from the loo to intercept a tricky conversation.
Ma sistas got ma back. And it seems my legs too. Pics to follow.
I can't help but notice that every booze session with the gossip queens entails them buying me drink after drink and a slew of incriminating pictures on Facebook the day after. This evening's session had me in splits, quite literally with K and M each holding a leg and giving my glutes one heck of a stretch on Morton's plush couch.
As much as the babes are bullies who like me wasted and silly for their entertainment, they get as many laughs out of me as I do from them, and there really is nothing like an evening of the gang's trademark crude humor to put an end to my self-imposed antisocial spell. And as much as their sole motivation in life seems to be getting me wasted and embarrassed, they are as protective as protective gets, as demonstrated by how quickly they summoned P up from the loo to intercept a tricky conversation.
Ma sistas got ma back. And it seems my legs too. Pics to follow.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Paying for the future.
Paying for the future.
The sane reaction to my brother's recent hospitalization? Get myself insured.
I've been extremely touched by the well wishes and prayers from friends, some of whom I haven't spoken to for a long time. My brother is recuperating well and getting a tad grouchy from being stuck in a room with minimal entertainment, so that's good news. :)
The sane reaction to my brother's recent hospitalization? Get myself insured.
I've been extremely touched by the well wishes and prayers from friends, some of whom I haven't spoken to for a long time. My brother is recuperating well and getting a tad grouchy from being stuck in a room with minimal entertainment, so that's good news. :)
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Eccentric cosmic laws.
Eccentric cosmic laws.
March 2006
It's been over three years since our Bangkok grad trip and over six since we first met as strangers in a room full of hospitality management freshmen, but the boisterous laughter that the Fantastic Four produces remains unchanged through the years.
Losing touch upon graduation isn't uncommon, so it leaves me all warm and fuzzy inside seeing these familiar faces. Ties and bonds strengthen amongst those you least expect, while the one you thought would stick around turns out to be the master of vanishing acts. This week of several poly meet-ups has indeed served as a reminder of the eccentric cosmic laws governing our world.
Ain't that rad? :)
March 2006
It's been over three years since our Bangkok grad trip and over six since we first met as strangers in a room full of hospitality management freshmen, but the boisterous laughter that the Fantastic Four produces remains unchanged through the years.
Losing touch upon graduation isn't uncommon, so it leaves me all warm and fuzzy inside seeing these familiar faces. Ties and bonds strengthen amongst those you least expect, while the one you thought would stick around turns out to be the master of vanishing acts. This week of several poly meet-ups has indeed served as a reminder of the eccentric cosmic laws governing our world.
Ain't that rad? :)
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