I decided to test Ding!'s advice, regarding skirts and heels.
For about a week and a half, i have worn skirts and heels on most occasions and for about 3 days i wore pants and heels. I was taking note of how men (of all ages) treated me. And i can honestly say, in a skirt and heels...guys treat me in a much more nicer/delicate way.
Other than the fact that a skirt makes me feel feminine and girly...i think guys might perceive that when a girl is wearing pants, that the girl wants to be treated as an equal and therefore, the guys treat the girl in pants in a different manner. While if you wear a skirt, they look at u as a delicate creature that is in need of their help...
In a skirt, guys constantly hold the door open for me...some have even run to the door to open it before i reached it. Strangely, some of those same guys neglect to say hello or open the door for me when im wearing pants.
Subsequently, i prefer wearing skirts at work now, as i get treated better. As for respect as an equal...the people who i want to respect me, already do so...im not out there trying to be an equal with any of the engineers and no one else does my job!
At which point did my "experiment" backfire?
I went to the bank today to withdraw the money to pay for my diamond ring. The teller was a cute Asian guy named Nick. As he was printing out my receipt something happened between him and the older lady teller beside him.
She said to him: "Dont give me that look! I'll get u later..."
He said: "What look? I dont even know what ur talking about." (Although, he was giving her this cheeky grin).
I said to him: "You have a cheeky look on ur face!"
He said: "What? No...and you cant get involved!"
She said: "You have a look, and there...u gave it again!"
*I chuckled*
He took the money out and gave me the receipt to sign...started counting the money for me...i interjected and said "its good that u can count to 10"...he gave that cheeky look and started counting louder and by the time he got to 3 lots of 10x $100 notes he said "30" to make a point...hahahaha...then he continued counting the $50 notes...
After he counted, he asked if i needed an envelope and if i needed a security escort?
I said: "Yes, an envelope would be nice and if you are offering a new service of escorting me, you are more than welcome to..."
He said: "How can i refuse that?!"
The lady teller: "What? What can't u refuse? And stop giving me that look!"
He said: "Escorting her out...im the security guy on the weekends, u know?"
hahahahaha
He said: "You are the first animated customer to come in today, that i've served."
I said: "Really?"
He said: "Yeah, everyone who comes in looks dull and boring, lifeless..."
I said: "Well, i work in an office all day and interact with people on the phone...so i know what boring is..."
He said: "I should come by your work then..."
I said: "I doubt you would have the opportunity to interact with me though..."
He said: "Why not? What do u do???"
I said: "Im a Network Administrator...and unless ur a company with a problem with ur network, you wouldnt interact with me."
He said: "Im an accountant, i'll find a way!"
*LoL*
Okay, the whole point was to say that i was wearing pants and this guy at the bank was flirting with me anyway. And the Salad Guy has always been nice to me irrespective of whether im wearing a pair of pants or a skirt. (I always wear heels, because im vertically challenged! haha)
And on the weekend...when i was out at the party and that friend of a friend was "getting to know me"...i was wearing pants then too...hmm...bugger!
And i need to refrain from using the word "bugger"!
Wednesday, September 01, 2004
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
I'm a big fat fibber!
My mum's friend...the one who showed us my "dream" ring...well she was battling on whether she should sell the ring or give it to one of her daughters...but since all 3 of her daughters want the 1 ring...she decided she would just sell it instead of keeping it for only one of them.
There were several people interested in the ring, because not only is the colour perfect, but there is very little inclusions.
She told my mother that if Mum wanted it, then we could have it...she'd prefer me to have the ring than anyone else...cos im such a good daughter and she thinks im cute!
^_^
Basically, to cut that morning affair short...i took the ring home with me that day!
When we got home from shopping...Mum saw a sign indicating that our neighbours house was open for inspection. She wanted to know how much a house on our street was selling for, so she said "Lets go and take a look..."
Little did i know that when we got there, she told the agent that i was the one buying...he took down my name and mobile number. He then asked "Is this your first home? Are you getting married?"
Since i had the ring on...i looked at Mum and turned back to him and said "Yes...i just got engaged!" He then extended some congratulations my way...
I dont know what made me say i was engaged...did i think he would give me a better deal!? O_o Having a diamond ring on "that" finger didnt help either...but the ring doesnt fit anywhere else.
Anyhow...after inspecting the place, he told me that the house was selling at $422,000! Mum was flabbergasted...its a clean and quaint place, very cosy...and quite frankly, if i wanted a house of my own just for myself, that house would be perfect. Its good for a couple, but if u add some kids to the equation...it just doesnt work...it would then become too small!
He gave me his business card with the amount written on the back...advising me that he will call and we can make another appointment after i consult my "fiancee"...*sigh*...i then realised that i would have to lie to him again when he would call in the next couple of days!
And sure enough, he called the day after...talk about eager!
I advised him that my fiancee wanted a bigger place!
Wrong move, as this opened a can of worms...the agent then asked how much was my "fiancee" interested in spending? They have many houses on offer, etc...was our finance cleared, because they could help with that too...*sigh*
I should have known better...not to lie...bugger!
There were several people interested in the ring, because not only is the colour perfect, but there is very little inclusions.
She told my mother that if Mum wanted it, then we could have it...she'd prefer me to have the ring than anyone else...cos im such a good daughter and she thinks im cute!
^_^
Basically, to cut that morning affair short...i took the ring home with me that day!
When we got home from shopping...Mum saw a sign indicating that our neighbours house was open for inspection. She wanted to know how much a house on our street was selling for, so she said "Lets go and take a look..."
Little did i know that when we got there, she told the agent that i was the one buying...he took down my name and mobile number. He then asked "Is this your first home? Are you getting married?"
Since i had the ring on...i looked at Mum and turned back to him and said "Yes...i just got engaged!" He then extended some congratulations my way...
I dont know what made me say i was engaged...did i think he would give me a better deal!? O_o Having a diamond ring on "that" finger didnt help either...but the ring doesnt fit anywhere else.
Anyhow...after inspecting the place, he told me that the house was selling at $422,000! Mum was flabbergasted...its a clean and quaint place, very cosy...and quite frankly, if i wanted a house of my own just for myself, that house would be perfect. Its good for a couple, but if u add some kids to the equation...it just doesnt work...it would then become too small!
He gave me his business card with the amount written on the back...advising me that he will call and we can make another appointment after i consult my "fiancee"...*sigh*...i then realised that i would have to lie to him again when he would call in the next couple of days!
And sure enough, he called the day after...talk about eager!
I advised him that my fiancee wanted a bigger place!
Wrong move, as this opened a can of worms...the agent then asked how much was my "fiancee" interested in spending? They have many houses on offer, etc...was our finance cleared, because they could help with that too...*sigh*
I should have known better...not to lie...bugger!
The aftermath over the weekend...
Friday nite:
I walked in and i made eye contact...but my eyes were fuelled with contempt...what aggravated me even more was the fact that everyone was going to filter in at different times.
Quite frankly, we should have organised a later time so that everyone could turn up at the same time.
I told them already, i didnt want to repeat myself. So, if u turn up late, thats it...if we start talking and u miss out, im not going to say it again!
And i really told them what i thought. And i kept true to my words.
I told them that i was going to keep away from them and if they wanted the friendship back, then they would have to regain my trust, but in the mean time...they had better leave me be.
And i dont think they have any qualms with that, especially they are all ga-ga with their significant others...so in affect, it works out for everyone.
The two people who created the mess...really had nothing to say by the end of everything and they didnt say all that much throughout.
Saturday nite:
I went to the Meridian for Dinner and the old Chinese man was so funny...hehehe...
I met a friend of a friend...he started talking to me, i recalled where i first met him...but i didnt recall his name...i think he was slightly offended, since he remembered mine.
We actually spoke to eachother for a very long time...
According to my male friends...he really liked me, "cos guys just dont dedicate all their attention to one girl all nite...unless they like u..."
They guy was cute in the respect that when i started talking about how i think id fit in on a Trafalgar tour vs a Contiki tour...saying that i like doing more "mature" or "cultural" things...which the crowd on the Trafalgar tours would most probably appreciate just as much.
He started talking about art with me...even though we both knew that he was pulling alot of things that he was saying out of nowhere...
Leaving the party...my male friends were telling me that "i have it in the bag"..."he will definitely call me"...although, he never asked me for my number...our mutual friend had my number, but i dont know...i dont think he will call!
Its sweet that my male friends were looking out for me...and they think he is a nice bloke, and that i should go for the guy...and id give him a chance...but its Day 3...and he hasnt called...and u guys know what happened last time something like this happened!
If he doesnt call me tonite, im going with my gut instinct and just forget about him...it was a nice evening, and that may just be about it!
Sunday nite:
There is something about watching a beloved novel on tv...the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice is fabulous...i absolutely love it! I refuse to go out on Sunday nites because of it...its not just the 1 hour that i stay at home for...
I think i feel a lot of comfort and its my "me" time...to sit or lie on the couch on a Sunday evening watching it...getting all giddy about the tension between Mr Darcy and Miss Eliza Bennett...Colin Firth was made for that role...
Its funny, i turn down any invitation to go out on a Sunday nite because of it...not that i would admit that that is the reason...
I think its like one of those things...like the fact that i like watching cheesy Elvis movies...hehehehe...but by gosh, Elvis was cute when he was young! ;)
I walked in and i made eye contact...but my eyes were fuelled with contempt...what aggravated me even more was the fact that everyone was going to filter in at different times.
Quite frankly, we should have organised a later time so that everyone could turn up at the same time.
I told them already, i didnt want to repeat myself. So, if u turn up late, thats it...if we start talking and u miss out, im not going to say it again!
And i really told them what i thought. And i kept true to my words.
I told them that i was going to keep away from them and if they wanted the friendship back, then they would have to regain my trust, but in the mean time...they had better leave me be.
And i dont think they have any qualms with that, especially they are all ga-ga with their significant others...so in affect, it works out for everyone.
The two people who created the mess...really had nothing to say by the end of everything and they didnt say all that much throughout.
Saturday nite:
I went to the Meridian for Dinner and the old Chinese man was so funny...hehehe...
I met a friend of a friend...he started talking to me, i recalled where i first met him...but i didnt recall his name...i think he was slightly offended, since he remembered mine.
We actually spoke to eachother for a very long time...
According to my male friends...he really liked me, "cos guys just dont dedicate all their attention to one girl all nite...unless they like u..."
They guy was cute in the respect that when i started talking about how i think id fit in on a Trafalgar tour vs a Contiki tour...saying that i like doing more "mature" or "cultural" things...which the crowd on the Trafalgar tours would most probably appreciate just as much.
He started talking about art with me...even though we both knew that he was pulling alot of things that he was saying out of nowhere...
Leaving the party...my male friends were telling me that "i have it in the bag"..."he will definitely call me"...although, he never asked me for my number...our mutual friend had my number, but i dont know...i dont think he will call!
Its sweet that my male friends were looking out for me...and they think he is a nice bloke, and that i should go for the guy...and id give him a chance...but its Day 3...and he hasnt called...and u guys know what happened last time something like this happened!
If he doesnt call me tonite, im going with my gut instinct and just forget about him...it was a nice evening, and that may just be about it!
Sunday nite:
There is something about watching a beloved novel on tv...the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice is fabulous...i absolutely love it! I refuse to go out on Sunday nites because of it...its not just the 1 hour that i stay at home for...
I think i feel a lot of comfort and its my "me" time...to sit or lie on the couch on a Sunday evening watching it...getting all giddy about the tension between Mr Darcy and Miss Eliza Bennett...Colin Firth was made for that role...
Its funny, i turn down any invitation to go out on a Sunday nite because of it...not that i would admit that that is the reason...
I think its like one of those things...like the fact that i like watching cheesy Elvis movies...hehehehe...but by gosh, Elvis was cute when he was young! ;)
Friday, August 27, 2004
I am such a dag!
At work, we only listen to 106.5 FM because we support the network of other radio stations. Basically, the engineers i work with are paranoid in hearing any audible glitch from those radio stations, for fear that its a fault that they have to deal with.
I dont mind, i quite enjoy listening to the older songs, even though 106.5 plays a variety of songs. One of my most favourite songs of all times was just played. Its Crazy by Icehouse.
I think this is confirmation that im a complete DAG! Oh well...for those who are wonder which song im referring to, here are the words:
Crazy
IceHouse
(From The Album: Man of Colours)
I've got a pocket
full of holes
head in the clouds
the king of fools
you've got a ribbon of rainbows
the sun in your eyes
burning through
could be I'm happy and sad
could be I'm losing my head
over you
well, you've gotta be crazy, baby
to want a guy like me
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
So if I'm dreaming
don't wake me tonight
if this is all wrong
I don't want it right
'cause you're the one sure thing
when I get lost in the game
once again
hey, I'm a lucky guy
without a reason and I
don't understand
well, you've gotta be crazy, baby
to want a guy like me
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
Well, there must be some kind of mistake
to give your heart away
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
I've got a pocket
full of holes
head in the clouds
the king of fools
you've got a ribbon of rainbows
the sun in your eyes
burning through
could be I'm happy and sad
could be I'm losing my head
over you
well, you've gotta be crazy, baby
to want a guy like me
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
Well, there must be some kind of mistake
to give your heart away
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
well, you've gotta be crazy, baby
to want a guy like me
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
Well, there must be some kind of mistake
to give your heart away
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
well you've gotta be crazy baby
to want a guy like me
yeah, you've gotta be crazy, baby.....
I dont mind, i quite enjoy listening to the older songs, even though 106.5 plays a variety of songs. One of my most favourite songs of all times was just played. Its Crazy by Icehouse.
I think this is confirmation that im a complete DAG! Oh well...for those who are wonder which song im referring to, here are the words:
Crazy
IceHouse
(From The Album: Man of Colours)
I've got a pocket
full of holes
head in the clouds
the king of fools
you've got a ribbon of rainbows
the sun in your eyes
burning through
could be I'm happy and sad
could be I'm losing my head
over you
well, you've gotta be crazy, baby
to want a guy like me
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
So if I'm dreaming
don't wake me tonight
if this is all wrong
I don't want it right
'cause you're the one sure thing
when I get lost in the game
once again
hey, I'm a lucky guy
without a reason and I
don't understand
well, you've gotta be crazy, baby
to want a guy like me
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
Well, there must be some kind of mistake
to give your heart away
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
I've got a pocket
full of holes
head in the clouds
the king of fools
you've got a ribbon of rainbows
the sun in your eyes
burning through
could be I'm happy and sad
could be I'm losing my head
over you
well, you've gotta be crazy, baby
to want a guy like me
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
Well, there must be some kind of mistake
to give your heart away
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
well, you've gotta be crazy, baby
to want a guy like me
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
Well, there must be some kind of mistake
to give your heart away
yeah, you've gotta be out of your mind
crazy
well you've gotta be crazy baby
to want a guy like me
yeah, you've gotta be crazy, baby.....
Thursday, August 26, 2004
A quickie of a sort!
I'd elaborate, as you know i would...but im flat out at work.
Basically, i am divoricing from all of my friends.
I, in no way, want to associate myself with a bunch of manipulative, conniving, insensitive, dishonorable, untrustworthy bunch of people.
The do not deserve my friendship!
Basically, i am divoricing from all of my friends.
I, in no way, want to associate myself with a bunch of manipulative, conniving, insensitive, dishonorable, untrustworthy bunch of people.
The do not deserve my friendship!
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Have i finished spitting the dummy yet?
Okay...a concerned friend read my blog and said i sounded "angsty"...so here is my attempt to sound "perky" for a bit...although, let me warn you...this may freak out every guy as it concerns the W word...for those a bit slow: WEDDING!
On a much more cheery note...on Saturday i took my mother out grocery shopping as usual...her friend showed us a ring (she sells diamonds wholesale) and it was gorgeous! it wasnt too big slightly bigger than a carat...an emerald cut, D colour...not sure about the inclusions but it looked pretty to me...it had two triangles on the side of the main rock...on a white gold band.
It fit my ring finger perfectly...and if i could choose an engagement ring, i could not have asked for a more ideal ring!
So, that is the ring covered...
My mother is currently sewing a beautiful black dress for the Spring/Summer 04 collection. i didnt get to see it before i came home after shopping with her. She suggested to me that it would actually be a lovely wedding gown - it even has its own train, while i drove her to get the groceries before hand.
When i got home, i tried the dress on...and uno what im going to say, right? As if u didnt have a clue! :P
The dress fit like a glove and in white instead of black, it would be my perfect wedding dress! The samples my mother makes only come in size 8...which made me feel even better about it. But everything about the dress was what i would have wanted for my wedding gown.
It was simple, but stylish...it basically flowed with my curves, accentuated my waist...showed off my back...and it was just perfect.
I'm like the biggest hypocrite on the face of this Earth!
But i think i can justify my feelings...
I have always said that i didnt want to marry...and i still dont want to marry someone...but i want to have a wedding!
I like being busy and i like the stress of organising things...i want to wear a pretty dress...and people have to tell me to my face that i look pretty in it (even if i dont! *LoL*)...I like the concept of having a big party with my family and friends...basically im a glutton for punishment!
ahahahhahaha
So, here i am...i have found my ring, and my dress...i need a would be groom!
*RofL*
=P
There was a guy...that M later revealed to me, that he was most probably chatting me up...which all happened on Saturday...so there is a potential guy! ;) My mother likes him too! ahahahhhahhaa
On a much more cheery note...on Saturday i took my mother out grocery shopping as usual...her friend showed us a ring (she sells diamonds wholesale) and it was gorgeous! it wasnt too big slightly bigger than a carat...an emerald cut, D colour...not sure about the inclusions but it looked pretty to me...it had two triangles on the side of the main rock...on a white gold band.
It fit my ring finger perfectly...and if i could choose an engagement ring, i could not have asked for a more ideal ring!
So, that is the ring covered...
My mother is currently sewing a beautiful black dress for the Spring/Summer 04 collection. i didnt get to see it before i came home after shopping with her. She suggested to me that it would actually be a lovely wedding gown - it even has its own train, while i drove her to get the groceries before hand.
When i got home, i tried the dress on...and uno what im going to say, right? As if u didnt have a clue! :P
The dress fit like a glove and in white instead of black, it would be my perfect wedding dress! The samples my mother makes only come in size 8...which made me feel even better about it. But everything about the dress was what i would have wanted for my wedding gown.
It was simple, but stylish...it basically flowed with my curves, accentuated my waist...showed off my back...and it was just perfect.
I'm like the biggest hypocrite on the face of this Earth!
But i think i can justify my feelings...
I have always said that i didnt want to marry...and i still dont want to marry someone...but i want to have a wedding!
I like being busy and i like the stress of organising things...i want to wear a pretty dress...and people have to tell me to my face that i look pretty in it (even if i dont! *LoL*)...I like the concept of having a big party with my family and friends...basically im a glutton for punishment!
ahahahhahaha
So, here i am...i have found my ring, and my dress...i need a would be groom!
*RofL*
=P
There was a guy...that M later revealed to me, that he was most probably chatting me up...which all happened on Saturday...so there is a potential guy! ;) My mother likes him too! ahahahhhahhaa
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
My burden to bare...
There has been a lot that has happened over the weekend...a lot of crying too!
I hate crying...im the typical person who cries and her eyes go all puffy like balloons...its the worse thing ever, cos it doesnt subside until a very long time later...sleeping it off doesnt work either, it makes it stay just as puffy!
I found out even more details about how he has been lying to EVERYONE!!! But that didnt make me feel like crying, if anything i was worried that if i saw him the next nite, cos he was going to Hoobastank with us, i might just walk up to him and punch him for breaking up my friendship with my best friend!
But i controlled myself...i pretended like i didnt know anything...talk about self control?
But i also found out other things...to do with my family...and i sorta knew that this would be coming my way...which has put a rift in the way things are at home...my aunt tried to console me, telling me its my obligation...telling me that my life is so much better now that we are in Australia...
Gee, u would think that i just came here off a boat by the way she was talking to me about it...even though i was actually born here.
I understand, and i appreciate what she was trying to say, but i think that there shouldnt be a burden in the first place, let along a burden for me to carry...although, her point was that it is - all for me! *heh* I'm, quite frankly, too ashamed to even mention what has now been bestowed upon my shoulders...but its there...i feel the weight of it...its quite substantial...
=(
For the first time in my adult life, i lost sleep over something...i woke up in a fever at about 3:30 in the morning and i couldnt get back to sleep...and i just laid there thinking...and crying and thinking and crying even more, to the extent that my body was shaking!
I felt like a child who had finally comprehended what demons they were about to face, but i also understood why there was no way out! Its not like, i can just "face" my demons...it will be an ongoing burden to deal with...and i wont really have any help in dealing with it!
So, basically...i have to carry the weight for as long as it will take...
I hate crying...im the typical person who cries and her eyes go all puffy like balloons...its the worse thing ever, cos it doesnt subside until a very long time later...sleeping it off doesnt work either, it makes it stay just as puffy!
I found out even more details about how he has been lying to EVERYONE!!! But that didnt make me feel like crying, if anything i was worried that if i saw him the next nite, cos he was going to Hoobastank with us, i might just walk up to him and punch him for breaking up my friendship with my best friend!
But i controlled myself...i pretended like i didnt know anything...talk about self control?
But i also found out other things...to do with my family...and i sorta knew that this would be coming my way...which has put a rift in the way things are at home...my aunt tried to console me, telling me its my obligation...telling me that my life is so much better now that we are in Australia...
Gee, u would think that i just came here off a boat by the way she was talking to me about it...even though i was actually born here.
I understand, and i appreciate what she was trying to say, but i think that there shouldnt be a burden in the first place, let along a burden for me to carry...although, her point was that it is - all for me! *heh* I'm, quite frankly, too ashamed to even mention what has now been bestowed upon my shoulders...but its there...i feel the weight of it...its quite substantial...
=(
For the first time in my adult life, i lost sleep over something...i woke up in a fever at about 3:30 in the morning and i couldnt get back to sleep...and i just laid there thinking...and crying and thinking and crying even more, to the extent that my body was shaking!
I felt like a child who had finally comprehended what demons they were about to face, but i also understood why there was no way out! Its not like, i can just "face" my demons...it will be an ongoing burden to deal with...and i wont really have any help in dealing with it!
So, basically...i have to carry the weight for as long as it will take...
Friday, August 20, 2004
Footnotes to petals yesterday...
(1) Sass & Bide, Lee, CK, Nobody, Billabong, Golf Punk ...
I am a horder of jeans...there was a time where buying jeans really annoyed me. They just didnt fit my body shape...my waistline was a size or two too small for the rest of it. Now, when one of my fave store goes on sale..."Loose Threads"...i go nuts and i pick up a pair of jeans!
X_x
< in the process of modifying my blog, i seemed to have lost a paragraph from this first part >
Basically it went like this...
i have over 15 pairs of jeans and there are only 7 days in a week, and of those 7 days...i only can really wear them on 3 out of the 7 days. Out of the 15 pairs of jeans i do have, i only wear about 5 of them...thats me being honest here.
So, why should i even concede that it is okay to buy more?! Its illogical, no matter how much of a bargain buy it will be!
*STOP it you SHOPAHOLIC*
(2) I am divorcing my friends...at least a separation for a long time!
I have discovered that i give people the benefit of the doubt, and naively, i think that most people are really good people.
*and then they prove me wrong*
So, i get really disappointed when they are not like me. I am loyal to my friends. I believe in honouring what i say. I believe in considering other's feelings before making rash decisions if it involves them.
After all the things that i have found out about everyone, i am ashamed to call those people friends.
(3) An example of my Dad and i having an arguement + Mum's intervention (ad lib version):
He comes home complaining that he couldnt call the house.
Mum says lil brother was on the net. She asked: "Why didnt u call his mobile?"
He said: "I kept getting a voice message with our daughter's voice on it."
* i looked at him, thinking u called the wrong number then*
I said: "Are u calling his old number? He gave that SIM back to me a very long time ago."
He replied: "No, i called this number - 04xx xxx xxx."
*My brother looks at Dad's mobile, checking his mobile number*
My brother says to Dad: "Its the wrong number Dad, these two digits are wrong."
Dad is still defensive: "How come ur sister's voice is on the message?"
*i looked at him thinking...ur confusing my voice with another girls voice, who that number happens to belongs to*
I said to Dad: "Maybe that mobile number belongs to a girl...did she actually say 'Hi, this is petals. Please leave a message and i will call you back.' ?
Dad being adamant: *Pause from him thinking, did the girl say "petals"?*
"No, but i'm very good at recognising people's voices. I can pick up on anyone's voice when they call me, without looking at who called. And i know my own daughter's voice!"
*i think i rolled my eyes...like, u obviously heard wrong!*
Me being adamant: "Err...but i dont have that mobile number, and neither does anyone else in this family...why would my voice be on someone else's voicemail anyway? Maybe there are a lot of girls who sound the same as me? Maybe by coincidence, the girl who owns that mobile, does sound like me! It is impossible to have actually been me! I think ur confusing my voice with someone elses."
*grr*
Mum's intervention: I was really peeved at this point that he was arguing with me over someone else's voicemail, in which that other girl sounded like me. But Mum said something making it out to be "my fault" for pursuing an argument with my Dad...although it was him, chucking a hissy fit being adamant that her voice was mine!
Like, OMG!!! Its physically impossible for me to have recorded my voice on that mobile number because i dont have that SIM to record it on!!! "
I am a horder of jeans...there was a time where buying jeans really annoyed me. They just didnt fit my body shape...my waistline was a size or two too small for the rest of it. Now, when one of my fave store goes on sale..."Loose Threads"...i go nuts and i pick up a pair of jeans!
X_x
< in the process of modifying my blog, i seemed to have lost a paragraph from this first part >
Basically it went like this...
i have over 15 pairs of jeans and there are only 7 days in a week, and of those 7 days...i only can really wear them on 3 out of the 7 days. Out of the 15 pairs of jeans i do have, i only wear about 5 of them...thats me being honest here.
So, why should i even concede that it is okay to buy more?! Its illogical, no matter how much of a bargain buy it will be!
*STOP it you SHOPAHOLIC*
(2) I am divorcing my friends...at least a separation for a long time!
I have discovered that i give people the benefit of the doubt, and naively, i think that most people are really good people.
*and then they prove me wrong*
So, i get really disappointed when they are not like me. I am loyal to my friends. I believe in honouring what i say. I believe in considering other's feelings before making rash decisions if it involves them.
After all the things that i have found out about everyone, i am ashamed to call those people friends.
(3) An example of my Dad and i having an arguement + Mum's intervention (ad lib version):
He comes home complaining that he couldnt call the house.
Mum says lil brother was on the net. She asked: "Why didnt u call his mobile?"
He said: "I kept getting a voice message with our daughter's voice on it."
* i looked at him, thinking u called the wrong number then*
I said: "Are u calling his old number? He gave that SIM back to me a very long time ago."
He replied: "No, i called this number - 04xx xxx xxx."
*My brother looks at Dad's mobile, checking his mobile number*
My brother says to Dad: "Its the wrong number Dad, these two digits are wrong."
Dad is still defensive: "How come ur sister's voice is on the message?"
*i looked at him thinking...ur confusing my voice with another girls voice, who that number happens to belongs to*
I said to Dad: "Maybe that mobile number belongs to a girl...did she actually say 'Hi, this is petals. Please leave a message and i will call you back.' ?
Dad being adamant: *Pause from him thinking, did the girl say "petals"?*
"No, but i'm very good at recognising people's voices. I can pick up on anyone's voice when they call me, without looking at who called. And i know my own daughter's voice!"
*i think i rolled my eyes...like, u obviously heard wrong!*
Me being adamant: "Err...but i dont have that mobile number, and neither does anyone else in this family...why would my voice be on someone else's voicemail anyway? Maybe there are a lot of girls who sound the same as me? Maybe by coincidence, the girl who owns that mobile, does sound like me! It is impossible to have actually been me! I think ur confusing my voice with someone elses."
*grr*
Mum's intervention: I was really peeved at this point that he was arguing with me over someone else's voicemail, in which that other girl sounded like me. But Mum said something making it out to be "my fault" for pursuing an argument with my Dad...although it was him, chucking a hissy fit being adamant that her voice was mine!
Like, OMG!!! Its physically impossible for me to have recorded my voice on that mobile number because i dont have that SIM to record it on!!! "
Thursday, August 19, 2004
When a story unfolds...
I'm currently feeling quite torn...
In attempt to help my friend (that got hurt by the new couple), i decided i should speak to a close male friend of our's (neutral party) to know how he is currently feeling...whether he wants to be left alone, or if he is in a talking mood???
I wondered if it was okay, for me...a girl, to approach him and talk to him as i would with my brothers when they break up with their gfs, uno?
I mean, its easier for me to console my girlfriends in these situations...i would just rock up to their place with a truckload of icecream or cheesecake or chocolate...maybe all three...some DVDs and we would all talk...we would cry...we would laugh at how stoopid we were being...and in the end, she would feel that itsy bitsy tiny bit better!
But for guys, you cant do much if the person who is hurting doesnt drink much alcohol, right? It seems like the best way to console a guy, is to take them out and drown their sorrows with as much alcohol it will take to make them go blind!
I'm learning about how he found out that the girl he liked was stolen by his mate...how the mate justified his act in stealing the girl from him...who everyone thinks is in the wrong...how the guy is really really cut up about the whole thing!
I'm worried that i cant say or do much...he probably wants to stay away from all of us...i dont blame him...poor guy!
In situations like these, i feel for the underdog...but the situation is complicated cos one of the member of the party causing the pain is my best friend!
*ugh*
In attempt to help my friend (that got hurt by the new couple), i decided i should speak to a close male friend of our's (neutral party) to know how he is currently feeling...whether he wants to be left alone, or if he is in a talking mood???
I wondered if it was okay, for me...a girl, to approach him and talk to him as i would with my brothers when they break up with their gfs, uno?
I mean, its easier for me to console my girlfriends in these situations...i would just rock up to their place with a truckload of icecream or cheesecake or chocolate...maybe all three...some DVDs and we would all talk...we would cry...we would laugh at how stoopid we were being...and in the end, she would feel that itsy bitsy tiny bit better!
But for guys, you cant do much if the person who is hurting doesnt drink much alcohol, right? It seems like the best way to console a guy, is to take them out and drown their sorrows with as much alcohol it will take to make them go blind!
I'm learning about how he found out that the girl he liked was stolen by his mate...how the mate justified his act in stealing the girl from him...who everyone thinks is in the wrong...how the guy is really really cut up about the whole thing!
I'm worried that i cant say or do much...he probably wants to stay away from all of us...i dont blame him...poor guy!
In situations like these, i feel for the underdog...but the situation is complicated cos one of the member of the party causing the pain is my best friend!
*ugh*
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Additional notes...
Genetics: I've been thinking...in the weekend newspaper, there was a photograph of 2 supermodels and their son. It got me thinking.
That child, by no means will grow up ugly! The only way that child could be "ugly" is by having a terrible personality...
So, my curious mind started working...in terms of looks, u are genetically predisposed to look like ur parents cos its in the genes. What about ur personality?
Can ur personality be predisposed???
Can you, say, blame ur parents for ur bad temper or for other traits like that?
My mother, when i was younger blamed my stubborness on my father. In chinese, she would say that it was in my "nature" (best translation i can think of). She said that my nature was like my father...which is why when i got angry with him, and he was angry at me...we would have silent treatments that would go on forever! The only way we would end the silent treatment would be from my mother's intervention...making me feel as though i was an ungrateful child "yaddayaddayadda" and she would get me to apologise to him, even if my father's was at fault.
Anyways...in a scientific perspective, can i blame all the personality flaws on my parents? I mean, i need someone to blame them on! If i can blame my stumpy frame on my parents, am i able to blame my loud manner on my mother and my careless manner on my father? hehehehe
White Chicks: I dont often watch movies like this...but since i was in dire need of a laugh...i went and i found myself laughing so much! I mean the make up wasnt as good as Nutty Professor...but its still a funny crack up type of movie!
The weather was pretty horrible last nite, so it was good to go to the cinemas and hide in the darkness laughing to the silly antics.
Toronto: M asked me if i would be interested in going with her and her mother. i was contemplating throwing my Europe trip in for a White Christmas in Toronto instead...and if i do go o/s i think i will go Toronto...
What made me choose Toronto?
Well, i got my belated Graduation present from a friend...it was a Michael Buble DVD. I was watching it on Sunday arvo...and it hit me then!
Buble is from Canada!!!
Enough said...Toronto wins with both hands down!
^_^
hehehehhee
So, if i do go o/s...it will be with M heading to Toronto!
That child, by no means will grow up ugly! The only way that child could be "ugly" is by having a terrible personality...
So, my curious mind started working...in terms of looks, u are genetically predisposed to look like ur parents cos its in the genes. What about ur personality?
Can ur personality be predisposed???
Can you, say, blame ur parents for ur bad temper or for other traits like that?
My mother, when i was younger blamed my stubborness on my father. In chinese, she would say that it was in my "nature" (best translation i can think of). She said that my nature was like my father...which is why when i got angry with him, and he was angry at me...we would have silent treatments that would go on forever! The only way we would end the silent treatment would be from my mother's intervention...making me feel as though i was an ungrateful child "yaddayaddayadda" and she would get me to apologise to him, even if my father's was at fault.
Anyways...in a scientific perspective, can i blame all the personality flaws on my parents? I mean, i need someone to blame them on! If i can blame my stumpy frame on my parents, am i able to blame my loud manner on my mother and my careless manner on my father? hehehehe
White Chicks: I dont often watch movies like this...but since i was in dire need of a laugh...i went and i found myself laughing so much! I mean the make up wasnt as good as Nutty Professor...but its still a funny crack up type of movie!
The weather was pretty horrible last nite, so it was good to go to the cinemas and hide in the darkness laughing to the silly antics.
Toronto: M asked me if i would be interested in going with her and her mother. i was contemplating throwing my Europe trip in for a White Christmas in Toronto instead...and if i do go o/s i think i will go Toronto...
What made me choose Toronto?
Well, i got my belated Graduation present from a friend...it was a Michael Buble DVD. I was watching it on Sunday arvo...and it hit me then!
Buble is from Canada!!!
Enough said...Toronto wins with both hands down!
^_^
hehehehhee
So, if i do go o/s...it will be with M heading to Toronto!
Moments that pass you by...
I tend to have an idea as to what i would like to write about on this blog...usually the nite before an epiphany hits me...but by the time i get to work...if im really busy...i cant be bothered...so the moment passed.
You cant go back to the moment unless the same thing happens or it dawns on you even stronger.
Today, im backlogging some ideas. Im going against the grain...but some of these things were quite poignant at the time...so im going to do something that is out of the norm!
Dreaming: I'm one of those people who sleep easy. Once my head hits my pillow, give me about 5 minutes or so and i will fall asleep...I'm also one of those people who do not dream when they sleep...or they just dont recall any of their dreams when they wake.
On Monday nite I actually had a few dreams and i recalled it in the morning. I think it was the rain and wind outside that disturbed me.
One of the dreams was so vivid.
I was in India on a safari like trip. There were 3 people from work...Kerry, Anthony and Glen...a newlywed couple from India...and a wacky tour guide. We trekked through a jungle to get to this scary amuzement park in the middle of the jungle. I nearly died a few times just getting there...
When we entered the amuzement park we headed to a "water ride" only this water ride was on sheets of tin roofing in a river filled with leeches, piranhas, barracudas, every form of water snakes...*yuck*
I'm not sure why i was dreaming such a dream...
All involved got a sheet of tin roofing each as a "seat" for their "water ride" and we had to hash each sheet together and the wacky guide was steering us through the river...if the sheets that we hashed together separated, the person on that sheet had to somehow re-join the sheet to the rest of the groups...
O_o
Yeah...it was quite weird...i woke up, although wanting to understand and know more, by the sound of my alarm.
Circle of friends: The last couple to get together from my group of friends...well they had a "coming out" sort of situation...the bf totally crushed his friend, by bringing the girl that the friend still likes to a dinner party that he was at! I think he introduced the girl to everyone else as his girlfriend...obviously loud enough for the friend to hear...
The girl told that friend that she wasnt interested in having a relationship with anyone...it wasnt about him...but her demonstration by going with her bf, basically says otherwise! It screams in the friend's face that HE wasnt the one she wanted to be with and the moment the guy who she wanted to be with turned up...she was ready to be his girlfriend!
*ugh*
Everyone is coming up to me, cos she told everyone that she was talking to me about it...everyone is pissy with me cos they think i urged her on to go out with her bf. BUT i didnt tell her to do anything...
In terms of situation like these...im often on the fence...i dont want to sound like someone's mother! Altho, i sorta did...i asked her "What about "him"??? Dont you think its a bit soon?...the guy is going to be hurt...poor guy..."
Her response to that was that she already told him that she wasnt interested...i then reiterated: "But...he still likes you, and now ur going to go out with one of his close friends??? O_O"
She continued talking...i was just silent...she then asked why i wasnt talking...i told her i was shocked...and i was just reminding myself to breathe! This was getting crazy and out of hand...
In less than a week, the two people involved became a couple! Like what the???
I told a friend who was asking me about it the whole deal...i informed her that she was more aware of what was going on than i was...as i didnt even know they were a "couple"...that everyone knew about it before i did!
=P
She said that everyone is disappointed in the two of them...that they have very little regard for the friend that is currently hurting over the betrayal...
>_<>TOO much affection publicly...
She told me how disgusted she was with the couples...
One nite, when she was being dropped off by one of them after a nite out...the gf was dropping the bf off and my friend was in the back seat of the car...they kissed good bye and apparently, it utterly turned off my friend...she felt it was soooo WRONG! to pash in front of a friend...
I laughed at her, cos she was literally shaking from the disturbance! The visual was still embedded in her mind! I admit, if i witnessed that, i would have gagged too!
Remember, these guys are like brothers and sisters to me...so in my head, its still all too wrong!
Olympics: I wasnt really into it from the countdown to the opening ceremony(i actually missed it)...i was adamant about not watching either...i was peeved that i couldnt watch my normal shows...if anything it was disturbing my life! (i'm sooking!)
I found myself on the weekend, though, cheering whilst watching the heats for our swimmers. I also found myself cheering...for Australia's best "Thorpie" and for all of the women swimmers...I started screaming as though i was there, watching it live!
I think i need to get out more...ahahaha
You cant go back to the moment unless the same thing happens or it dawns on you even stronger.
Today, im backlogging some ideas. Im going against the grain...but some of these things were quite poignant at the time...so im going to do something that is out of the norm!
Dreaming: I'm one of those people who sleep easy. Once my head hits my pillow, give me about 5 minutes or so and i will fall asleep...I'm also one of those people who do not dream when they sleep...or they just dont recall any of their dreams when they wake.
On Monday nite I actually had a few dreams and i recalled it in the morning. I think it was the rain and wind outside that disturbed me.
One of the dreams was so vivid.
I was in India on a safari like trip. There were 3 people from work...Kerry, Anthony and Glen...a newlywed couple from India...and a wacky tour guide. We trekked through a jungle to get to this scary amuzement park in the middle of the jungle. I nearly died a few times just getting there...
When we entered the amuzement park we headed to a "water ride" only this water ride was on sheets of tin roofing in a river filled with leeches, piranhas, barracudas, every form of water snakes...*yuck*
I'm not sure why i was dreaming such a dream...
All involved got a sheet of tin roofing each as a "seat" for their "water ride" and we had to hash each sheet together and the wacky guide was steering us through the river...if the sheets that we hashed together separated, the person on that sheet had to somehow re-join the sheet to the rest of the groups...
O_o
Yeah...it was quite weird...i woke up, although wanting to understand and know more, by the sound of my alarm.
Circle of friends: The last couple to get together from my group of friends...well they had a "coming out" sort of situation...the bf totally crushed his friend, by bringing the girl that the friend still likes to a dinner party that he was at! I think he introduced the girl to everyone else as his girlfriend...obviously loud enough for the friend to hear...
The girl told that friend that she wasnt interested in having a relationship with anyone...it wasnt about him...but her demonstration by going with her bf, basically says otherwise! It screams in the friend's face that HE wasnt the one she wanted to be with and the moment the guy who she wanted to be with turned up...she was ready to be his girlfriend!
*ugh*
Everyone is coming up to me, cos she told everyone that she was talking to me about it...everyone is pissy with me cos they think i urged her on to go out with her bf. BUT i didnt tell her to do anything...
In terms of situation like these...im often on the fence...i dont want to sound like someone's mother! Altho, i sorta did...i asked her "What about "him"??? Dont you think its a bit soon?...the guy is going to be hurt...poor guy..."
Her response to that was that she already told him that she wasnt interested...i then reiterated: "But...he still likes you, and now ur going to go out with one of his close friends??? O_O"
She continued talking...i was just silent...she then asked why i wasnt talking...i told her i was shocked...and i was just reminding myself to breathe! This was getting crazy and out of hand...
In less than a week, the two people involved became a couple! Like what the???
I told a friend who was asking me about it the whole deal...i informed her that she was more aware of what was going on than i was...as i didnt even know they were a "couple"...that everyone knew about it before i did!
=P
She said that everyone is disappointed in the two of them...that they have very little regard for the friend that is currently hurting over the betrayal...
>_<>TOO much affection publicly...
She told me how disgusted she was with the couples...
One nite, when she was being dropped off by one of them after a nite out...the gf was dropping the bf off and my friend was in the back seat of the car...they kissed good bye and apparently, it utterly turned off my friend...she felt it was soooo WRONG! to pash in front of a friend...
I laughed at her, cos she was literally shaking from the disturbance! The visual was still embedded in her mind! I admit, if i witnessed that, i would have gagged too!
Remember, these guys are like brothers and sisters to me...so in my head, its still all too wrong!
Olympics: I wasnt really into it from the countdown to the opening ceremony(i actually missed it)...i was adamant about not watching either...i was peeved that i couldnt watch my normal shows...if anything it was disturbing my life! (i'm sooking!)
I found myself on the weekend, though, cheering whilst watching the heats for our swimmers. I also found myself cheering...for Australia's best "Thorpie" and for all of the women swimmers...I started screaming as though i was there, watching it live!
I think i need to get out more...ahahaha
Monday, August 16, 2004
Aussie women are boring!
I dont think Australian women are boring!
And there i was, having my lunch and this guy is telling his friend what he thinks. According to him...Australian women are "frankly, quite boring...i get along with women from overseas far better."
This coming from a short, dark haired little man, who was initially talking about "how hard his personal trainer was working him this morning"...and when he went to his son's friend's 3rd birthday he was "surrounded by all these mothers".
His friend responded to the "Aussie women are boring" remark with "yeah, i think they are quite bland".
As far as im concerned and in terms of conversation...most women switch off when they are talking to someone that they arent interested in (i think that is the same for both genders in general)...and in some ways i think its a reflection of ur boring self, if the conversation is not flowing or fun & interesting! Conversations are two-way, if its boring...it could be you and not them.
There are some boring people out there...but im pretty sure there are heaps of interesting people also, both men and women! Its just a matter of what you find interesting. Just because it doesnt "interest" you...that doesnt mean that the other person is less interesting!
Thankfully, Cute Salad guy came by and started talking to me...so i stopped eavesdropping on that guys conversation about how boring us Australian women were!
=P
And there i was, having my lunch and this guy is telling his friend what he thinks. According to him...Australian women are "frankly, quite boring...i get along with women from overseas far better."
This coming from a short, dark haired little man, who was initially talking about "how hard his personal trainer was working him this morning"...and when he went to his son's friend's 3rd birthday he was "surrounded by all these mothers".
His friend responded to the "Aussie women are boring" remark with "yeah, i think they are quite bland".
As far as im concerned and in terms of conversation...most women switch off when they are talking to someone that they arent interested in (i think that is the same for both genders in general)...and in some ways i think its a reflection of ur boring self, if the conversation is not flowing or fun & interesting! Conversations are two-way, if its boring...it could be you and not them.
There are some boring people out there...but im pretty sure there are heaps of interesting people also, both men and women! Its just a matter of what you find interesting. Just because it doesnt "interest" you...that doesnt mean that the other person is less interesting!
Thankfully, Cute Salad guy came by and started talking to me...so i stopped eavesdropping on that guys conversation about how boring us Australian women were!
=P
Under le Grand Chapiteau...
I watched the matinee session of Cirque du Soleil's - Quidam on Saturday.
If you were expecting clowns in the old sense of big red nose, big fuzzy wigs, huge sloppy shoes...then u will be disappointed.
I wasn't anticipating much, because i didnt want to be disappointed, especially when i had seats 1 & 2 along the stage in the front row. But they didnt let me down. For the amount i paid...it was well worth it! For all the death defying acts these talented people displayed, i would applaud them to show appreciation 10 times over.
A must see, are the 4 Chinese girls who do tremendous acts with a diablo each, somersaulting here and there and never dropping the diablo. They are all so cute, smiling and sooo talented! And keep an eye out for all the acrobatics done in the air without harnesses...my neck got a bit sore...bit i wouldnt have wanted to sit anywhere else...(except mayb in the middle of the VIP section in the front row, which was about 10-15 seats to my right.)
;P
Without giving away too much for all the people who will be going...be careful with sitting in the front row or the second row...as the two funniest acts were interactive! It was brilliant, the participation from the audience was hilarious! But im so relieved that i wasnt picked from the crowd...(the spotlight hovered around my friend and i, but it was for the guy behind us!) hehehehe
There was a story underlying the whole show...but its quite mysterious to me at first...and there were some characters in which i didnt understand why they were there...maybe just for decoration or distraction, but it wasnt a magic show...so who knows!
By the way, all the acrobats have makeup on, but only one guy really looked scary...and he is the weirdo boxing glove dude that you might have seen on posters.
If you can get ur hands on good tix, i do recommend watching it!
^_^
If you were expecting clowns in the old sense of big red nose, big fuzzy wigs, huge sloppy shoes...then u will be disappointed.
I wasn't anticipating much, because i didnt want to be disappointed, especially when i had seats 1 & 2 along the stage in the front row. But they didnt let me down. For the amount i paid...it was well worth it! For all the death defying acts these talented people displayed, i would applaud them to show appreciation 10 times over.
A must see, are the 4 Chinese girls who do tremendous acts with a diablo each, somersaulting here and there and never dropping the diablo. They are all so cute, smiling and sooo talented! And keep an eye out for all the acrobatics done in the air without harnesses...my neck got a bit sore...bit i wouldnt have wanted to sit anywhere else...(except mayb in the middle of the VIP section in the front row, which was about 10-15 seats to my right.)
;P
Without giving away too much for all the people who will be going...be careful with sitting in the front row or the second row...as the two funniest acts were interactive! It was brilliant, the participation from the audience was hilarious! But im so relieved that i wasnt picked from the crowd...(the spotlight hovered around my friend and i, but it was for the guy behind us!) hehehehe
There was a story underlying the whole show...but its quite mysterious to me at first...and there were some characters in which i didnt understand why they were there...maybe just for decoration or distraction, but it wasnt a magic show...so who knows!
By the way, all the acrobats have makeup on, but only one guy really looked scary...and he is the weirdo boxing glove dude that you might have seen on posters.
If you can get ur hands on good tix, i do recommend watching it!
^_^
Friday, August 13, 2004
Sex, lies and "the" videotape...
I miss him soo much! Its been way over a month since he went to Europe...and i didnt think i would miss him this much, but i do. Since he went o/s, i've stopped laughing...how weird is that?
He started missing us a few weeks back...i just realised how much he affected our lives, and more importantly...my life.
I miss the times we would drive around aimlessly filming the seedy parts of town for "footage" to use on our movie...L would be high on her triple shot of a double shot of coffee...E would be giggling non-stop from the iced chocolate and i would just be rolling around laughing because of the atmosphere!
He gave me a video before he left, filled with all the scenes i was in as "Cherry" and footage from my Grad/Birthday party and the stint from the bbq at Glebe...
I havent watched it, in fear that my mother would walk into the living room while i was doing something ridiculous in the movie and then banning me from ever hanging out with E and L! She wasnt impressed by the fact that E was honking his horn one nite he picked me up for a friend's birthday party. It wasnt just a simple *toot toot* it was a constant *toooooot toooooot* x 10 times or so, while he raced up and down my street cos he couldnt remember my house number!
*LoL*
I miss the INSANITY!
I miss him throwing silly remarks my way about his version of our agreement...to join the milehigh club when we turn 30...before we prepare to jump out of a plane! (I just said we would go skydiving...he added that whole milehigh club thing...
Hurry up and come back to Sydney E!
=P
He started missing us a few weeks back...i just realised how much he affected our lives, and more importantly...my life.
I miss the times we would drive around aimlessly filming the seedy parts of town for "footage" to use on our movie...L would be high on her triple shot of a double shot of coffee...E would be giggling non-stop from the iced chocolate and i would just be rolling around laughing because of the atmosphere!
He gave me a video before he left, filled with all the scenes i was in as "Cherry" and footage from my Grad/Birthday party and the stint from the bbq at Glebe...
I havent watched it, in fear that my mother would walk into the living room while i was doing something ridiculous in the movie and then banning me from ever hanging out with E and L! She wasnt impressed by the fact that E was honking his horn one nite he picked me up for a friend's birthday party. It wasnt just a simple *toot toot* it was a constant *toooooot toooooot* x 10 times or so, while he raced up and down my street cos he couldnt remember my house number!
*LoL*
I miss the INSANITY!
I miss him throwing silly remarks my way about his version of our agreement...to join the milehigh club when we turn 30...before we prepare to jump out of a plane! (I just said we would go skydiving...he added that whole milehigh club thing...
Hurry up and come back to Sydney E!
=P
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
Admitting defeat...
I was on a roll...i have been writing on this blog for everyday of the working week, since i made a conscious decision to...
I said i would write something relevant to me on each and everyday of the working week...
But i'm flat chat at work...so this will be brief!
I am defeated...this is an irrelevant contribution to my blog.
Hopefully, tomoro i will have time to write about something on my mind.
=(
I said i would write something relevant to me on each and everyday of the working week...
But i'm flat chat at work...so this will be brief!
I am defeated...this is an irrelevant contribution to my blog.
Hopefully, tomoro i will have time to write about something on my mind.
=(
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
2 out of 3 isn't so bad...
During lunch yesterday, i called and voted for Chanel, Ngaiire, & Courtney. I was thrilled to see all 3 were in the top 4, but i was saddened by the fact that Ngaiire didn't make the top 3. As most may think at this point...she will be back as a wildcard...and in that instance i will vote for her again!
=)
Queer Eye for the Straight Guy - Wedding Episode was so cool. I have always pictured as a girl, that i would like a garden wedding...and the episode was quite inspirational...i love the decor and the gift for the guests. It made me feel like i should be a wedding planner because i just wanted to go out there and do all the planning and decorating! ahahahhaaha...im a glutton for punishment!
You know how baby Montana, from Melbourne was kidnapped. I heard from her mother on the radio last nite driving home, that she didnt want Montana to ever know about the kidnapping....but then this morning i heard on the same radio station that they were doing an interview..."exclusive" to channel 9 with ACA.
I'm sorry, I didnt realise that when u wanted to keep something a secret that you would go out and do a television interview that would be broadcasted across Australia. *pfft*
=)
Queer Eye for the Straight Guy - Wedding Episode was so cool. I have always pictured as a girl, that i would like a garden wedding...and the episode was quite inspirational...i love the decor and the gift for the guests. It made me feel like i should be a wedding planner because i just wanted to go out there and do all the planning and decorating! ahahahhaaha...im a glutton for punishment!
You know how baby Montana, from Melbourne was kidnapped. I heard from her mother on the radio last nite driving home, that she didnt want Montana to ever know about the kidnapping....but then this morning i heard on the same radio station that they were doing an interview..."exclusive" to channel 9 with ACA.
I'm sorry, I didnt realise that when u wanted to keep something a secret that you would go out and do a television interview that would be broadcasted across Australia. *pfft*
Monday, August 09, 2004
Superhero, sadly i'm not...
Sometimes, i get so angry with the injustice of the world...that i just wished that i was a superhero to save every person's day!
Funny thing is, im just a girl. Would it not be weird and a bit threatening for a guy to be saved by a girl? Threatening to his ego that is...
When i get angry, because someone i care about gets physically hurt, i feel like hurting the other person just as badly...and if its for a "misunderstanding" ie a mistake from the person in the wrong, because they were too stupid to realise anything else...well, i get so heated up that i feel like killing the person who caused the pain!
I wish i was capable of irradicating all the scum from this world!
Although, with a name like "petals" what would my super power be? Scattering fresh flower petals over the scum so that they will turn into happy model citizens of the world??? Yeah, rightio...
I sometimes wonder if it would have been better that i was born a male instead of a female? Like if my little brother and i had traded places. I think im stronger (emotionally) than he is, and i am definitely the one with the hottest temper.
And i think in rare occasions im more violent than he is. Im more fitted to the role in saving a damsel in distress than he would be...and if i seriously thought that i could be a superhero...i would fill the position better as a male superhero...
Cos guys would feel inadequate if a girl saved them from some evil evil villain...whilst girls would welcome a guy saving them from a frightening situation!
*sigh*
Sadly, in the state that im in, im incapable of doing much to save anyone's day...*pooh*
Funny thing is, im just a girl. Would it not be weird and a bit threatening for a guy to be saved by a girl? Threatening to his ego that is...
When i get angry, because someone i care about gets physically hurt, i feel like hurting the other person just as badly...and if its for a "misunderstanding" ie a mistake from the person in the wrong, because they were too stupid to realise anything else...well, i get so heated up that i feel like killing the person who caused the pain!
I wish i was capable of irradicating all the scum from this world!
Although, with a name like "petals" what would my super power be? Scattering fresh flower petals over the scum so that they will turn into happy model citizens of the world??? Yeah, rightio...
I sometimes wonder if it would have been better that i was born a male instead of a female? Like if my little brother and i had traded places. I think im stronger (emotionally) than he is, and i am definitely the one with the hottest temper.
And i think in rare occasions im more violent than he is. Im more fitted to the role in saving a damsel in distress than he would be...and if i seriously thought that i could be a superhero...i would fill the position better as a male superhero...
Cos guys would feel inadequate if a girl saved them from some evil evil villain...whilst girls would welcome a guy saving them from a frightening situation!
*sigh*
Sadly, in the state that im in, im incapable of doing much to save anyone's day...*pooh*
Friday, August 06, 2004
crazy/beautiful
I was anticipating a teeny bopper type of movie last nite...and so i was also expecting to go to bed early because i thought i would get bored by 30 minutes into the movie and so i would nod off on the couch.
Surprisingly, its not so much a "teeny bopper happy go lucky with a couple of mishaps" type of movie...it was strange. I was sitting there thinking that it was actually going to end on a bad note...no happy ending here, missy!
I was glued to the tv, and even though i was consciously thinking it was going to end in a not so typical happy ending, in my heart i was hoping it would.
I get annoyed when i read books and the ending leaves me unsatisfied. I use to hate watching movies where the ending was sort of stunted short. Making u wonder if they had used all the money so they couldn't afford a sufficient ending?
Since watching more artsy type of movies, im learning to accept endings that are not so "adequate" in my eyes, or as "fulfilling" as i want them to be. I have accepted that some endings are sad, and i have to live with it.
So, i was quite charmed to find that crazy/beautiful ended on a happy note, a little bitter but happy. And i felt really satisfied watching someone fall apart, and out of love, found the strength to admit that they were hurting everyone around them as much as they were hurting themself. She realised that she needed to pull herself together, face her fear and make peace with her father.
What i also liked in the movie was the photographs she (the character) was taking...i feel like taking up a photography course. I think the photographs and the montages of them, helped develop and end the movie really well.
=)
Surprisingly, its not so much a "teeny bopper happy go lucky with a couple of mishaps" type of movie...it was strange. I was sitting there thinking that it was actually going to end on a bad note...no happy ending here, missy!
I was glued to the tv, and even though i was consciously thinking it was going to end in a not so typical happy ending, in my heart i was hoping it would.
I get annoyed when i read books and the ending leaves me unsatisfied. I use to hate watching movies where the ending was sort of stunted short. Making u wonder if they had used all the money so they couldn't afford a sufficient ending?
Since watching more artsy type of movies, im learning to accept endings that are not so "adequate" in my eyes, or as "fulfilling" as i want them to be. I have accepted that some endings are sad, and i have to live with it.
So, i was quite charmed to find that crazy/beautiful ended on a happy note, a little bitter but happy. And i felt really satisfied watching someone fall apart, and out of love, found the strength to admit that they were hurting everyone around them as much as they were hurting themself. She realised that she needed to pull herself together, face her fear and make peace with her father.
What i also liked in the movie was the photographs she (the character) was taking...i feel like taking up a photography course. I think the photographs and the montages of them, helped develop and end the movie really well.
=)
Thursday, August 05, 2004
Miscellaneous thoughts...
* I got invited to an ex-colleague's wedding. The invitation is really pretty...it has a photo of the bride and groom to be. I have a dilemma...the last time i went to a church wedding, was a friend from highschool, but it was during a work day...so i just wore what i wore to work because i worked half the day.
So, what do u wear to a church ceremony in the day? And how dressy do you get when its not family? I have so many evening dresses, but i think i might be overdressed for the evening reception on this occasion.
* Ive been so excited to hear more from this new starlet - Missy Higgins. But her album isnt out as yet...she is only supporting Pete Murray at the moment...i cant wait for her album to come out and then she can go tour.
She is 20 turning 21 next month...a local talent from Melbourne...her song "Scar" has been sung live on the Panel & on Kyle and JackieO's show...she is getting a lot of air-play on the radio too...I was getting excited about her before all the publicity but they beat me to it, on harping about her! *LoL*
* Did i mention that i got good tix for the Natalie Cole concert @ State Theatre? I cant wait, it will be spectacular to hear her sing Unforgettable - Live! I'm certain that she will take my breath away as much as Buble or Jewel did.
* I got a call from a guy last nite on my home number...he sounded cheerful...i was wondering why i was getting a call at 8pm? Since i completed uni, the uni was conducting a survey...i think they do it with every graduate. I'm certain i filled out the questionnaire...as to whether i posted it off, im not 100% sure. So, he asked if it was okay that he asked me over the phone. I said sure, since id rather we just get it over and done with and i didnt have to fill the form in again.
So, we go through the questions, and in between the questions we were chatting. Its funny, i sorta hated talking on the phone lately...i think its because i spend alot of time with clients on the phone. I actually enjoyed the conversation with this guy. I learnt that at 3 y/o he learnt how to hold chopsticks, mind you he is caucasian and he is left handed but can eat with chopsticks with both the left and right hand. His favourite type of food is Vietnamese. He finished a degree in Science - Physics and something else related to Bio-Med.
This guy was funny! Had it been another situation...i think i would have chatted him up. But since i was just answering some questions from a survey...eh...that was just that!
But i gotta admit, those 15 minutes were the most enjoyable minutes i have spent on the phone recently. hehehe...
* My lil brother broke up with his gf again...and she asked him to get back together, but this time around they stayed apart. I learnt all this from my nosey older brother. I had noticed how my lil brother has been sleeping early, without any mobile phone ring tones going off in the middle of the nite...
According to my older brother, there are 2 hot chicks who have declared their love for my lil brother...thats quite sickening for me to hear...i wonder how my lil brother feels about it...? Albeit, his head would be too fat for his room...but i hope he doesnt fall for a girl who declares her love for him right away before knowing the boy!
* Even as a girl, i think it is wrong to be putting make up while u are driving! I was behind a red festiva and the girl was applying her mascara on while in the car, in slow moving traffic! The traffic may have been crawling but we werent in a stand still...and she actually moved her rear view mirror in line with her view so she could apply make up on! Like WTF??? She then went on to apply her lipliner...im surprised she didnt whip out a can of hair spray to do her hair. Although, she did fix her hair a number of times!
We should ban these people from driving!!!
* Reminder to self: Remember to smile!
So, what do u wear to a church ceremony in the day? And how dressy do you get when its not family? I have so many evening dresses, but i think i might be overdressed for the evening reception on this occasion.
* Ive been so excited to hear more from this new starlet - Missy Higgins. But her album isnt out as yet...she is only supporting Pete Murray at the moment...i cant wait for her album to come out and then she can go tour.
She is 20 turning 21 next month...a local talent from Melbourne...her song "Scar" has been sung live on the Panel & on Kyle and JackieO's show...she is getting a lot of air-play on the radio too...I was getting excited about her before all the publicity but they beat me to it, on harping about her! *LoL*
* Did i mention that i got good tix for the Natalie Cole concert @ State Theatre? I cant wait, it will be spectacular to hear her sing Unforgettable - Live! I'm certain that she will take my breath away as much as Buble or Jewel did.
* I got a call from a guy last nite on my home number...he sounded cheerful...i was wondering why i was getting a call at 8pm? Since i completed uni, the uni was conducting a survey...i think they do it with every graduate. I'm certain i filled out the questionnaire...as to whether i posted it off, im not 100% sure. So, he asked if it was okay that he asked me over the phone. I said sure, since id rather we just get it over and done with and i didnt have to fill the form in again.
So, we go through the questions, and in between the questions we were chatting. Its funny, i sorta hated talking on the phone lately...i think its because i spend alot of time with clients on the phone. I actually enjoyed the conversation with this guy. I learnt that at 3 y/o he learnt how to hold chopsticks, mind you he is caucasian and he is left handed but can eat with chopsticks with both the left and right hand. His favourite type of food is Vietnamese. He finished a degree in Science - Physics and something else related to Bio-Med.
This guy was funny! Had it been another situation...i think i would have chatted him up. But since i was just answering some questions from a survey...eh...that was just that!
But i gotta admit, those 15 minutes were the most enjoyable minutes i have spent on the phone recently. hehehe...
* My lil brother broke up with his gf again...and she asked him to get back together, but this time around they stayed apart. I learnt all this from my nosey older brother. I had noticed how my lil brother has been sleeping early, without any mobile phone ring tones going off in the middle of the nite...
According to my older brother, there are 2 hot chicks who have declared their love for my lil brother...thats quite sickening for me to hear...i wonder how my lil brother feels about it...? Albeit, his head would be too fat for his room...but i hope he doesnt fall for a girl who declares her love for him right away before knowing the boy!
* Even as a girl, i think it is wrong to be putting make up while u are driving! I was behind a red festiva and the girl was applying her mascara on while in the car, in slow moving traffic! The traffic may have been crawling but we werent in a stand still...and she actually moved her rear view mirror in line with her view so she could apply make up on! Like WTF??? She then went on to apply her lipliner...im surprised she didnt whip out a can of hair spray to do her hair. Although, she did fix her hair a number of times!
We should ban these people from driving!!!
* Reminder to self: Remember to smile!
Wednesday, August 04, 2004
Melodrama to the nth degree...
Remember when i last wrote about my circle of friends going out with eachother? What i wrote was apparently confusing for everyone but me...so hopefully this is clearer...
Basically, in highschool there was our circle of girls, the 6 of us. And there was their circle of 6 guys. Our two circles hung out with eachother but after highschool, because we went to different universities, we stopped hanging out...the guys were non-existant to us for a very long while.
5 years down the track and one of the girls had changed religions and is no longer in our group as it doesnt go down with her religion very well...so there are 5 girls, 6 guys.
1 girl and 1 guy got together straight after HSC.
Now, in the span of a month, 3 girls and 3 guys have gotten together.
That leaves me and 2 guys.
Normally, this kind of maths wouldnt be such a bad thing...2 guys for 1 girl...but these guys are like my brothers, so lets not go there...
The most recent pair to get together is my best friend and one of the guys. She called last nite to give me the goss...and i was stunned and dumbfounded! Normally, i would be ecstatic that there was someone that she was interested in and was interested in her also...but this sorta happened out of nowhere and the person happens to be one of the guys from our circle (she didnt even see this coming).
I'm happy that my friends are finally finding happiness with someone in their lives, because prior to this they had never dated anyone. So, this is progress in my opinion.
But these girls are like my sisters (as im in a family with 2 brothers)...those guys are like my brothers...i talk to them like they were my own real brothers...i feel a bit incestuous...and im not the one dating them!
I just feel weird and i dont know how im suppose to deal with it, but i obviously have to.
I pretty much guessed that my best friend was going to say that she was seeing one of them, cos the first thing she said to me was the "guess what, i have news!" statement, that all the others had said to me before declaring they were going out with one of the guys!
What is also getting my knickers in a knot is the fact that because im single they are all throwing really tired cliches about my prospects in finding a guy! "There are plenty of fish in the sea..." and "don't worry...don't look for it cos it will just happen, out of nowhere!" or "if it happened for me, it will happen for you..."
Uno, when i got together with my previous boyfriends, i never belittled their single status or thrust these cliches at them. And i would appreciate it if they would stop trying to make me feel better about a situation that i didnt feel bad about in the first place.
I dont have a problem with my being single...my problem is the fact that almost all of my "brothers" had asked all of my "sisters" out.
Thats my problem!
Basically, in highschool there was our circle of girls, the 6 of us. And there was their circle of 6 guys. Our two circles hung out with eachother but after highschool, because we went to different universities, we stopped hanging out...the guys were non-existant to us for a very long while.
5 years down the track and one of the girls had changed religions and is no longer in our group as it doesnt go down with her religion very well...so there are 5 girls, 6 guys.
1 girl and 1 guy got together straight after HSC.
Now, in the span of a month, 3 girls and 3 guys have gotten together.
That leaves me and 2 guys.
Normally, this kind of maths wouldnt be such a bad thing...2 guys for 1 girl...but these guys are like my brothers, so lets not go there...
The most recent pair to get together is my best friend and one of the guys. She called last nite to give me the goss...and i was stunned and dumbfounded! Normally, i would be ecstatic that there was someone that she was interested in and was interested in her also...but this sorta happened out of nowhere and the person happens to be one of the guys from our circle (she didnt even see this coming).
I'm happy that my friends are finally finding happiness with someone in their lives, because prior to this they had never dated anyone. So, this is progress in my opinion.
But these girls are like my sisters (as im in a family with 2 brothers)...those guys are like my brothers...i talk to them like they were my own real brothers...i feel a bit incestuous...and im not the one dating them!
I just feel weird and i dont know how im suppose to deal with it, but i obviously have to.
I pretty much guessed that my best friend was going to say that she was seeing one of them, cos the first thing she said to me was the "guess what, i have news!" statement, that all the others had said to me before declaring they were going out with one of the guys!
What is also getting my knickers in a knot is the fact that because im single they are all throwing really tired cliches about my prospects in finding a guy! "There are plenty of fish in the sea..." and "don't worry...don't look for it cos it will just happen, out of nowhere!" or "if it happened for me, it will happen for you..."
Uno, when i got together with my previous boyfriends, i never belittled their single status or thrust these cliches at them. And i would appreciate it if they would stop trying to make me feel better about a situation that i didnt feel bad about in the first place.
I dont have a problem with my being single...my problem is the fact that almost all of my "brothers" had asked all of my "sisters" out.
Thats my problem!
Tuesday, August 03, 2004
7-Days to undo a good habit...
I was on a good ride...they say it takes 21 days to develop a habit. My habit was formed in about 18-20 days, and it was a good cycle that i was traversing through.
And then it took me 7 days to undo all the good i have done.
In other words, it took me 1 week to break something that took me 3 weeks to make.
*good one petals*
So, im hopping back on the bandwagon...and hopefully, it will take me a shorter time to develop the good habit...and it will be longer for me to break it the next time around - if i break it!!!
And then it took me 7 days to undo all the good i have done.
In other words, it took me 1 week to break something that took me 3 weeks to make.
*good one petals*
So, im hopping back on the bandwagon...and hopefully, it will take me a shorter time to develop the good habit...and it will be longer for me to break it the next time around - if i break it!!!
Monday, August 02, 2004
Is your figure less than Greek?
What i'm enjoying about Australian Idol right now, and about last nites episode was Billie McCarthy's Funny Valentine...i really like her voice and the way she sings...its soothing...i also really love that song...it reminds me of Michael Buble at the Opera House...it was the final song he sang...accapella...*sigh*...
I also like Chanel Cole (current favourite of the judges)...i like the fact that sometimes she just wants to have fun when she sings, and so...she does. I admire her as a team player, helping the girl who forgot her lyrics to the song they were suppose to sing as a group...by quietly singing it behind her, never out-singing her team mate, just prompting her along.
I wish i could sing...like Ngaiire Joseph...the final song she sang last nite...it just knocked me off my feet! She is so emotive and soulful...im far from capable in singing, let alone make people feel what i feel when i sing...(other than sharp pain to the ears).
I hope that these starlets get far in the competition, it would be a shame not to be able to hear them sing anymore.
I also like Chanel Cole (current favourite of the judges)...i like the fact that sometimes she just wants to have fun when she sings, and so...she does. I admire her as a team player, helping the girl who forgot her lyrics to the song they were suppose to sing as a group...by quietly singing it behind her, never out-singing her team mate, just prompting her along.
I wish i could sing...like Ngaiire Joseph...the final song she sang last nite...it just knocked me off my feet! She is so emotive and soulful...im far from capable in singing, let alone make people feel what i feel when i sing...(other than sharp pain to the ears).
I hope that these starlets get far in the competition, it would be a shame not to be able to hear them sing anymore.
Sunday, August 01, 2004
Correcting past mistakes?
I know that my brother's and i have been spoilt by our mother. I think she too, came to a point and realised that what she was doing, by giving us everything we wanted was a BIG mistake.
I'm so slow sometimes...as a teenager, i enjoyed her stories about the past...before she came to Australia...stories of her trip as she migrated here...stories about the other women in our family, their hardships...all the hard things people had to go through...
I would sit and appreciate the stories, but i did not fully understand why she was telling me about those things. I enjoyed those times listening, as it would often occur on a rainy Sunday afternoon...either as i was helping her mix some ingredients for dinner that nite or there was simply nothing to watch on the tv. It was our time that we shared...
Our time, these days would be my taking her out to get the groceries. Those times back then, was a time before i had my license or my car...when i was still young and malleable...
During those times, i now think she was trying to correct the wrong before it could not be undone.
It had always left me an odd sensation...as we would both cry and laugh heartily during those moments. I'd sit in silence, because what she told me would usually get me so choked up that even if i had tried to speak, nothing would come out.
Her stories were like chapters out of a book, switching between the country side...to the city...to a war torn period...to heartache...to sighs of relief...to various deaths...there was just so much for her to tell me...so much that i wanted and needed to hear from her as those stories seemed to always answer questions i had in the back of my mind.
I now understand a bit more...part of the reason she tells me these things is to humble me. And i am grateful that she reminds me subtley with her stories. Those stories take me off my high horse and bring me down to the ground. They make me appreciate what i have now, especially my mother. They help me to understand why she wanted to spoil us, and ultimately, makes me want to stop being a spoilt brat!
She still spoils us out of habit and im still a brat sometimes...but i am happy to hear her stories as frequently as i need them. I get so caught up with what i think is "my life", forgetting who i affect in the process of taking my actions.
The present seems to pass me by without any form of appreciation.
Today at present: I am well (minus the flu). I have a good family that are always there for me. I have a tight circle of friends who's true essence remains the same. I feel all emotions. I can move forward. And at this instance, I am happy!
I'm so slow sometimes...as a teenager, i enjoyed her stories about the past...before she came to Australia...stories of her trip as she migrated here...stories about the other women in our family, their hardships...all the hard things people had to go through...
I would sit and appreciate the stories, but i did not fully understand why she was telling me about those things. I enjoyed those times listening, as it would often occur on a rainy Sunday afternoon...either as i was helping her mix some ingredients for dinner that nite or there was simply nothing to watch on the tv. It was our time that we shared...
Our time, these days would be my taking her out to get the groceries. Those times back then, was a time before i had my license or my car...when i was still young and malleable...
During those times, i now think she was trying to correct the wrong before it could not be undone.
It had always left me an odd sensation...as we would both cry and laugh heartily during those moments. I'd sit in silence, because what she told me would usually get me so choked up that even if i had tried to speak, nothing would come out.
Her stories were like chapters out of a book, switching between the country side...to the city...to a war torn period...to heartache...to sighs of relief...to various deaths...there was just so much for her to tell me...so much that i wanted and needed to hear from her as those stories seemed to always answer questions i had in the back of my mind.
I now understand a bit more...part of the reason she tells me these things is to humble me. And i am grateful that she reminds me subtley with her stories. Those stories take me off my high horse and bring me down to the ground. They make me appreciate what i have now, especially my mother. They help me to understand why she wanted to spoil us, and ultimately, makes me want to stop being a spoilt brat!
She still spoils us out of habit and im still a brat sometimes...but i am happy to hear her stories as frequently as i need them. I get so caught up with what i think is "my life", forgetting who i affect in the process of taking my actions.
The present seems to pass me by without any form of appreciation.
Today at present: I am well (minus the flu). I have a good family that are always there for me. I have a tight circle of friends who's true essence remains the same. I feel all emotions. I can move forward. And at this instance, I am happy!
Friday, July 30, 2004
Touching the Void...
I watched that last nite...an inspiring movie in one way, a bit shattering to the soul in another.
Because im not so well, i sort of dozed in and out between the middle of the movie, but i could hear everything that they were saying or re-enacting.
The movie, for those who dont know, is a doco type of movie about two mountaineers climbing the Siula Grande, Peru. They climb to the top fine, but were faced with a tough time going down. So tough, that one of the mountaineer cuts the rope from his partner (ie. pretty much leaving him there to die - which was really the only "logical" decision).
You are told the story by the two mountaineers involved: Simon Yates & Joe Simpson. I think they are motivational speakers now...
What really sticks to my mind, after going in and out of semi-consciousness, was something that Joe says: "...because i had felt a little hope, when i realised, i was crushed..." (something along those lines...).
Point being...because he had felt a little bit of hope...
Hope - isnt that what keeps us going? His hope ran out at the end...when it wasnt really needed anymore for that particular situation...not that he knew it...he probably felt that he was going to be dead very soon, which is why he was crushed with the realisation that it was the end of hope.
The movie, although i was dreading on going...was in the end very interesting. In some ways, inspiring...not for me to go out and literally start climbing mountains...but to keep me motivated to keep pushing on to achieve what i want.
Now, what do i want again?
Because im not so well, i sort of dozed in and out between the middle of the movie, but i could hear everything that they were saying or re-enacting.
The movie, for those who dont know, is a doco type of movie about two mountaineers climbing the Siula Grande, Peru. They climb to the top fine, but were faced with a tough time going down. So tough, that one of the mountaineer cuts the rope from his partner (ie. pretty much leaving him there to die - which was really the only "logical" decision).
You are told the story by the two mountaineers involved: Simon Yates & Joe Simpson. I think they are motivational speakers now...
What really sticks to my mind, after going in and out of semi-consciousness, was something that Joe says: "...because i had felt a little hope, when i realised, i was crushed..." (something along those lines...).
Point being...because he had felt a little bit of hope...
Hope - isnt that what keeps us going? His hope ran out at the end...when it wasnt really needed anymore for that particular situation...not that he knew it...he probably felt that he was going to be dead very soon, which is why he was crushed with the realisation that it was the end of hope.
The movie, although i was dreading on going...was in the end very interesting. In some ways, inspiring...not for me to go out and literally start climbing mountains...but to keep me motivated to keep pushing on to achieve what i want.
Now, what do i want again?
Thursday, July 29, 2004
6 degrees of separation...
A friend (i sorta re-met on my Blue Mts trip) and i, had just realised that i know many of his friends.
I have met Andrew on various occasions previously, like at Henry's BBQ thingo at Coogee...or at steamboat in Burwood, etc. Henry knows Andrew through Andrew's gf. She did Physiotherapy at uni with Henry. I know Henry from highschool...which is how we are all connected.
When i was studying at the library for my HSC, i met all these people through my friend's cousin. Her cousin was doing 3U Ancient History and was also focusing on Roman Britain like i was, which is how he and i became close buddies.
I met all of his friends from highschool during this time, but never met Andrew. 5 years on, and in an email thread, we discover that he went to uni with my friend's sister...and that her bestfriend that was also doing the same course at the same uni with him...went to primary school with our other friends.
We then discover that all those people i met back during HSC time and still know, were his friends in highschool! I'm not surprised as much as i use to be, when finding out such details...im learning from experience that the world is getting smaller.
This leads to my next story...
My best friend went on a Contiki Tour of Europe from January 1, 2004 for 5 weeks. On this trip, she had met a really cute newlywed couple. The newlyweds are related to Gavin Rossdale (lead singer of Bush) and his wife Gwen Stefani (lead singer of No Doubt) through marriage.
That couple had joined the tour after spending Christmas with the famous couple and other members of the family. And whilst they were in Switzerland or Belgium...somewhere that there was good chocolate...the newlyweds showed my best friend and her sister their current holiday video thus far, over some hot chocolate...and yes they had some footage of Gwen and Gavin!
The newlyweds are an asian couple. The husband's father or uncle married Gavin's mum...thats how they are connected. It was by chance that the couple didnt want to party all night like the other people on the tour. Which is probably how they befriended my best friend and her sister, as they were tired from sightseeing during the day and the time difference between zones.
The four of them enjoyed the tour as a nice little group.
I wonder if i am able to say that i know someone who knows Gwen & Gavin??? *LoL*
(Through someone + someone + someone...hehehe)
I have met Andrew on various occasions previously, like at Henry's BBQ thingo at Coogee...or at steamboat in Burwood, etc. Henry knows Andrew through Andrew's gf. She did Physiotherapy at uni with Henry. I know Henry from highschool...which is how we are all connected.
When i was studying at the library for my HSC, i met all these people through my friend's cousin. Her cousin was doing 3U Ancient History and was also focusing on Roman Britain like i was, which is how he and i became close buddies.
I met all of his friends from highschool during this time, but never met Andrew. 5 years on, and in an email thread, we discover that he went to uni with my friend's sister...and that her bestfriend that was also doing the same course at the same uni with him...went to primary school with our other friends.
We then discover that all those people i met back during HSC time and still know, were his friends in highschool! I'm not surprised as much as i use to be, when finding out such details...im learning from experience that the world is getting smaller.
This leads to my next story...
My best friend went on a Contiki Tour of Europe from January 1, 2004 for 5 weeks. On this trip, she had met a really cute newlywed couple. The newlyweds are related to Gavin Rossdale (lead singer of Bush) and his wife Gwen Stefani (lead singer of No Doubt) through marriage.
That couple had joined the tour after spending Christmas with the famous couple and other members of the family. And whilst they were in Switzerland or Belgium...somewhere that there was good chocolate...the newlyweds showed my best friend and her sister their current holiday video thus far, over some hot chocolate...and yes they had some footage of Gwen and Gavin!
The newlyweds are an asian couple. The husband's father or uncle married Gavin's mum...thats how they are connected. It was by chance that the couple didnt want to party all night like the other people on the tour. Which is probably how they befriended my best friend and her sister, as they were tired from sightseeing during the day and the time difference between zones.
The four of them enjoyed the tour as a nice little group.
I wonder if i am able to say that i know someone who knows Gwen & Gavin??? *LoL*
(Through someone + someone + someone...hehehe)
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Half a century...
She turned 50 today!
*woohoo*
^_^
I'm still trying to figure something to do as to celebrate her 50th Birthday...i was thinking about taking her to Melbourne to visit my cousin, since the airfares are so cheap. That or the Gold Coast. But if i go to the Gold Coast, id want to go on the rides, so im not sure she would be up for that.
For a 50 y/o...my mother is quite fit and she doesnt look 50 at all.
If i could, now, look as good as she did after having 2 children - that would be a miracle! I'd post the foto of her when i was a toddler, but since my scanner went caput! thats not going to happen anytime soon...
She still looked fab after 3 kids...but according to her, after 3 kids...its very hard to get back into shape...but i think after having a baby let alone 3 kids, its fine to look motherly.
I wonder how she is feeling? Life must be different to what she expected when she was a teenager, but i wonder if its different to what she expected when she first came to Australia??? I mean, when u head off to a new country that few had heard of, what do u expect?
I gotta remember to pick up her cake before i rush home to go to dinner!!!
*remember petals!*
*woohoo*
^_^
I'm still trying to figure something to do as to celebrate her 50th Birthday...i was thinking about taking her to Melbourne to visit my cousin, since the airfares are so cheap. That or the Gold Coast. But if i go to the Gold Coast, id want to go on the rides, so im not sure she would be up for that.
For a 50 y/o...my mother is quite fit and she doesnt look 50 at all.
If i could, now, look as good as she did after having 2 children - that would be a miracle! I'd post the foto of her when i was a toddler, but since my scanner went caput! thats not going to happen anytime soon...
She still looked fab after 3 kids...but according to her, after 3 kids...its very hard to get back into shape...but i think after having a baby let alone 3 kids, its fine to look motherly.
I wonder how she is feeling? Life must be different to what she expected when she was a teenager, but i wonder if its different to what she expected when she first came to Australia??? I mean, when u head off to a new country that few had heard of, what do u expect?
I gotta remember to pick up her cake before i rush home to go to dinner!!!
*remember petals!*
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
I'm okay, how are u?
Why do we feel the need to ask people how they are doing, if we dont genuinely care how they are honestly feeling? Especially, when u ask and they lie to you and say that they are okay, but they are not, really. But had they said to you that they were not well, and then elaborated on why they are not well, you would think to yourself - why did i bother asking???
People ask me probably 30 times or more, depending on whether i have a bad day at work or not. I'm constantly being asked how am i, even if i have already spoken to the same engineer only 10 minutes ago. YES, i understand that they do it just to be polite. YES, i understand that i answer that im okay, just to be polite. BUT shouldnt we just cut it out, knowing that we are both just being polite, and our answers will be "i'm okay" or some similar variant of okay?
I'm not well. I'm coming down with the flu. I'm feeling feverish. When u ask me how i am, i really want to say that "im sick, i shouldnt be at work, although i am their last hope at the moment, and to be honest...im sick of saying that im okay, when im really not."
I have tried in the past to be honest with people when they asked how i was. I use to tell the engineers (because they know me) that i felt tired, when i did. That i was sick, when i was sick. That i was grateful that it was a Friday, when it was a Friday. And they empathised, but i just wasted heaps of time explaining myself. So, i stopped...and went back to being polite. They probably didnt care to hear about all the details either.
My phone calls always start of with:
Hi, how are you?
I'm good/okay, how are you?
I'm good, thanks.
I just called to...
If i dont ask a client how they are out of politeness, will they be offended? Will it be unprofessional?...I think that is the reason why i keep asking, even though i dont want to. I also think its a bad habit, to ask because someone else asked you, not because you care to know. Curse the darn habit! =P
People ask me probably 30 times or more, depending on whether i have a bad day at work or not. I'm constantly being asked how am i, even if i have already spoken to the same engineer only 10 minutes ago. YES, i understand that they do it just to be polite. YES, i understand that i answer that im okay, just to be polite. BUT shouldnt we just cut it out, knowing that we are both just being polite, and our answers will be "i'm okay" or some similar variant of okay?
I'm not well. I'm coming down with the flu. I'm feeling feverish. When u ask me how i am, i really want to say that "im sick, i shouldnt be at work, although i am their last hope at the moment, and to be honest...im sick of saying that im okay, when im really not."
I have tried in the past to be honest with people when they asked how i was. I use to tell the engineers (because they know me) that i felt tired, when i did. That i was sick, when i was sick. That i was grateful that it was a Friday, when it was a Friday. And they empathised, but i just wasted heaps of time explaining myself. So, i stopped...and went back to being polite. They probably didnt care to hear about all the details either.
My phone calls always start of with:
Hi, how are you?
I'm good/okay, how are you?
I'm good, thanks.
I just called to...
If i dont ask a client how they are out of politeness, will they be offended? Will it be unprofessional?...I think that is the reason why i keep asking, even though i dont want to. I also think its a bad habit, to ask because someone else asked you, not because you care to know. Curse the darn habit! =P
Monday, July 26, 2004
I'm just sorry...
Look, i'm sorry i really enjoyed myself at the Franz Ferdinand concert...the band went off...i danced the nite away...it was one of the best concerts i have been to. It was also the first time i witnessed so many people body surfing in the crowd!
I'm sorry that i bothered to pay $100 to get my hair done...it was okay, but it wasn't worth the $100 i spent to get it "deep conditioned" and the minute trim she gave me...and the non-existant consultation i had had with the hairdresser! Like wtf?!
I'm so sorry that i was unable to fit anymore dessert, because i would have enjoyed eating a full size green tea creme brulee on my own! =P
I'm sorry for all the dramas that occurred while i was managing the salon...but it was out of my hands...i couldnt control him and his issues with his ex wife...Bao wished u were back from the US and i soo wished that u were back too!
I'm sorry for being a complete agro b*tch...my day was bad and you were in my way of getting ready for the reception...which is why i told you to get out of my way!
I'm sorry for being late and there by making my family late for the wedding reception. I got held back at work, due to the issues that one of the employees was having with his ex wife. And then when i was doing the bookkeeping, the total just didnt seem right...I left an hour later than i had planned to. I got stuck in the mall, cos the security guards closed the various gates...had to track one of the security guards down, so that he could open one of the gates to let me out!
I'm so sorry that i witnessed all those bad singers at the reception...they are the type who'd rival Flynn and William Hung, but they think that they are really fab singers! >_<
I'm sorry i went shopping with my mother...she tells me not to buy anymore shoes or clothing...but she is the one with me. She is the one telling me how pretty the shoes look and if i dont buy it now when i need them, i wont be able to find them! Lets just say, i spent alot...
I'm sorry i had dinner before the animation fest. My mother made dinner for me, cos i thought we were eating at home first before going. Which in turn made me sorry for eating dinner twice...ugh...i still feel bloated!
I'm sorry that the scent of my hair reminds you of a time ud rather not remember...however good it was. I now know it hurts, but i didnt realise how much it affected you.
I'm sorry that i bothered to pay $100 to get my hair done...it was okay, but it wasn't worth the $100 i spent to get it "deep conditioned" and the minute trim she gave me...and the non-existant consultation i had had with the hairdresser! Like wtf?!
I'm so sorry that i was unable to fit anymore dessert, because i would have enjoyed eating a full size green tea creme brulee on my own! =P
I'm sorry for all the dramas that occurred while i was managing the salon...but it was out of my hands...i couldnt control him and his issues with his ex wife...Bao wished u were back from the US and i soo wished that u were back too!
I'm sorry for being a complete agro b*tch...my day was bad and you were in my way of getting ready for the reception...which is why i told you to get out of my way!
I'm sorry for being late and there by making my family late for the wedding reception. I got held back at work, due to the issues that one of the employees was having with his ex wife. And then when i was doing the bookkeeping, the total just didnt seem right...I left an hour later than i had planned to. I got stuck in the mall, cos the security guards closed the various gates...had to track one of the security guards down, so that he could open one of the gates to let me out!
I'm so sorry that i witnessed all those bad singers at the reception...they are the type who'd rival Flynn and William Hung, but they think that they are really fab singers! >_<
I'm sorry i went shopping with my mother...she tells me not to buy anymore shoes or clothing...but she is the one with me. She is the one telling me how pretty the shoes look and if i dont buy it now when i need them, i wont be able to find them! Lets just say, i spent alot...
I'm sorry i had dinner before the animation fest. My mother made dinner for me, cos i thought we were eating at home first before going. Which in turn made me sorry for eating dinner twice...ugh...i still feel bloated!
I'm sorry that the scent of my hair reminds you of a time ud rather not remember...however good it was. I now know it hurts, but i didnt realise how much it affected you.
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Simply put...
This is a quick reminder to myself...its something M told me one day either at the gym or in an email or somewhere...I reminded her of her theory last nite and she said that she would write it in a blog...so this is my inaccurate, condensed version.
She said to me, that people who were not born "pretty" or "beautiful" and realised it at an early stage, tend to develop their personality and talents as they do not have "looks" to rely on.
People wont talk to you because ur the prettiest girl in school...people would talk to you because they thought it was cool that u played an instrument...or that u were the best at a subject in school...etc...
This isnt to say that there are no "beautiful" people who have personality &/or talent...its just that the "not so beautiful" people tend to have more personality &/or talent to make up for the lack of beauty on the outside.
Which is where the whole "beauty is skin deep" comes from, i think anyway...
M also believes in the whole Ugly Duckling - Swan transformation...im not sure if i agree with this one...is there such a thing as a Swan - Ugly Duckling transformation, ie the reverse?
She said to me, that people who were not born "pretty" or "beautiful" and realised it at an early stage, tend to develop their personality and talents as they do not have "looks" to rely on.
People wont talk to you because ur the prettiest girl in school...people would talk to you because they thought it was cool that u played an instrument...or that u were the best at a subject in school...etc...
This isnt to say that there are no "beautiful" people who have personality &/or talent...its just that the "not so beautiful" people tend to have more personality &/or talent to make up for the lack of beauty on the outside.
Which is where the whole "beauty is skin deep" comes from, i think anyway...
M also believes in the whole Ugly Duckling - Swan transformation...im not sure if i agree with this one...is there such a thing as a Swan - Ugly Duckling transformation, ie the reverse?
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Come to realise...
I may be incoherent in this blog...as its pretty busy at work, but i need a break.
Please recognise that some of these ideas were helped pulled together by M. We were in the car waiting for L to meet up with us, so that we could go visit V in the hospital...(Hope you get well soon V!)
Persistance pays off: I look at the relationships that some girlfriends or some acquaintances of mine have...where the guy isnt really hot, and quite frankly if he was single and just there, u still wouldnt consider him...but u see him as your friend's bf...and you think, i wouldnt mind if i found a guy like that! These guys going out with cute or pretty girls...got those girls because they were persistant!
My personality is contrary to this belief...so i guess i better start putting the effort in. I've noticed that guys these days don't put enough effort either...
The couple i keep harping on about where he chased her for yonks...my girlfriend said that his persistance came to a point where one day she thought "I dont know what id do if i didnt have that attention anymore...so i gave him a chance..." And they have been together for 5 years...he was chasing her for 6 years.
*got interrupted at this point*
Now, when i say persistance, im not referring to the in-your-face type of harassment thats full on! Im talking about just being there consistantly, as a friend, but the girl is aware that u do like her in "that" way...subtleness...
*after i came back from lunch*
I think that even a stubborn girl, like myself will crack one day (sooner or later) if a guy was persistant with me!
I noticed that this day and age (maybe its our pickiness)...but we give up too easy - we are by no means persistant! Im guilty of it...if it gets tough or i cant be fudged, i just think to myself "heh...moving right along...exit door to my left!"
Acknowledgment to what i want: I'm looking for good company...someone who is interesting to talk to...the type of person that u can sit at a cafe and talk to for ages on things that u wouldnt normally fathom...thats what i currently want. (This is not a description of a boyfriend...just someone...)
Motivation is the key: I dont think im achieving many successes in my life, currently. There is only one person to blame for this. I dont have that go-getter spirit that most successful people have. I no longer care to compete and i only envision to compete with myself. So that i can better my stance in the world, but not really to be better than anyone in particular. Im not really motivated to do much now...so i blame myself.
M told me about a show on Compass that was a 3 part series in which she watched. The researcher presented the stats he found and it was like 9 out of 10 people who were successful in achieving what they wanted...those 9 people all said that they were motivated to "show someone...blah blah blah"...They wanted to prove someone else wrong, prove to someone else that they were better, to get revenge...
I dont have that urge.
I really do agree that motivation is the biggest key in success...i just dont have much if any at the moment...any minute amount of motivation that i previously had...i think has fizzled out about a week ago.
I dont even feel bad that im not motivated to do much these days...is that wrong?
M was talking about how she got to the platform of the train station and wasnt even sure if she whipped out her train ticket from her wallet, put it in the machine, took it back and put it into her wallet...before she got onto the platform. Although, she must have otherwise how could she have gotten in???
I feel like a lot of things i do these days is quite robotic - mechanical.
I feel like i have been programmed to do everything that i do every day of the week, including the weekends. My weekends are organised, just like my week days...
I need to shake things up...
Please recognise that some of these ideas were helped pulled together by M. We were in the car waiting for L to meet up with us, so that we could go visit V in the hospital...(Hope you get well soon V!)
Persistance pays off: I look at the relationships that some girlfriends or some acquaintances of mine have...where the guy isnt really hot, and quite frankly if he was single and just there, u still wouldnt consider him...but u see him as your friend's bf...and you think, i wouldnt mind if i found a guy like that! These guys going out with cute or pretty girls...got those girls because they were persistant!
My personality is contrary to this belief...so i guess i better start putting the effort in. I've noticed that guys these days don't put enough effort either...
The couple i keep harping on about where he chased her for yonks...my girlfriend said that his persistance came to a point where one day she thought "I dont know what id do if i didnt have that attention anymore...so i gave him a chance..." And they have been together for 5 years...he was chasing her for 6 years.
*got interrupted at this point*
Now, when i say persistance, im not referring to the in-your-face type of harassment thats full on! Im talking about just being there consistantly, as a friend, but the girl is aware that u do like her in "that" way...subtleness...
*after i came back from lunch*
I think that even a stubborn girl, like myself will crack one day (sooner or later) if a guy was persistant with me!
I noticed that this day and age (maybe its our pickiness)...but we give up too easy - we are by no means persistant! Im guilty of it...if it gets tough or i cant be fudged, i just think to myself "heh...moving right along...exit door to my left!"
Acknowledgment to what i want: I'm looking for good company...someone who is interesting to talk to...the type of person that u can sit at a cafe and talk to for ages on things that u wouldnt normally fathom...thats what i currently want. (This is not a description of a boyfriend...just someone...)
Motivation is the key: I dont think im achieving many successes in my life, currently. There is only one person to blame for this. I dont have that go-getter spirit that most successful people have. I no longer care to compete and i only envision to compete with myself. So that i can better my stance in the world, but not really to be better than anyone in particular. Im not really motivated to do much now...so i blame myself.
M told me about a show on Compass that was a 3 part series in which she watched. The researcher presented the stats he found and it was like 9 out of 10 people who were successful in achieving what they wanted...those 9 people all said that they were motivated to "show someone...blah blah blah"...They wanted to prove someone else wrong, prove to someone else that they were better, to get revenge...
I dont have that urge.
I really do agree that motivation is the biggest key in success...i just dont have much if any at the moment...any minute amount of motivation that i previously had...i think has fizzled out about a week ago.
I dont even feel bad that im not motivated to do much these days...is that wrong?
M was talking about how she got to the platform of the train station and wasnt even sure if she whipped out her train ticket from her wallet, put it in the machine, took it back and put it into her wallet...before she got onto the platform. Although, she must have otherwise how could she have gotten in???
I feel like a lot of things i do these days is quite robotic - mechanical.
I feel like i have been programmed to do everything that i do every day of the week, including the weekends. My weekends are organised, just like my week days...
I need to shake things up...
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Wedding bells are ringing...
She is getting married this Saturday.
Its a bit ironic...my mother has this theory, that when you break up from a long term relationship and get back together...something BIG happens!
In her case, they were together for over 4 years...broke up for about a month or two...got back together...and a month ago...well, we all found out that she was 10 weeks pregnant.
So, the wedding was organised in a rush...but it seems to have all fallen into place by the date of the wedding, so i dont think anyone will complain.
Chloe will be the flowergirl, but the poor dear is suffering from a cold or flu...and yet she has been practicing with a basket, pretending to throw rose petals as she walks along the hallway...hehhehehe...she thinks its her day, to be the princess!
I wont be bridesmaid again...i hated being one when my brother and sis-in-law got married...*ugh*...I'll actually be working on the day to cover my sis-in-laws absence from the salon. I've never been a manager...and now i have to manage a salon.
Am i freaking out?
YES! Did you even have to ask???
=P
I will be arriving at the wedding fashionably late(but who doesnt arrive late at asian weddings)...since I will have to go home after shutting the salon and get ready for the reception...i'll just take my time...hehehhe
You want to know the more shocking detail of this wedding?
The bride-to-be is only 18 y/o.
=(
When i was 18...i just started uni...and funny enough, i was partying with my sis-in-law, before she married my brother! ^_^
I wonder if my sis-in-law ever misses those girly nites out? But she married my brother at 26 y/o. At least she lived frivolously for a bit...
I wonder if the bride-to-be is feeling like she will (or may even currently) be missing a whole chunk of being a young careless adult? Because in about 6-7 months...she will have to be a responsible adult looking after another person...
*sigh*
Its a bit ironic...my mother has this theory, that when you break up from a long term relationship and get back together...something BIG happens!
In her case, they were together for over 4 years...broke up for about a month or two...got back together...and a month ago...well, we all found out that she was 10 weeks pregnant.
So, the wedding was organised in a rush...but it seems to have all fallen into place by the date of the wedding, so i dont think anyone will complain.
Chloe will be the flowergirl, but the poor dear is suffering from a cold or flu...and yet she has been practicing with a basket, pretending to throw rose petals as she walks along the hallway...hehhehehe...she thinks its her day, to be the princess!
I wont be bridesmaid again...i hated being one when my brother and sis-in-law got married...*ugh*...I'll actually be working on the day to cover my sis-in-laws absence from the salon. I've never been a manager...and now i have to manage a salon.
Am i freaking out?
YES! Did you even have to ask???
=P
I will be arriving at the wedding fashionably late(but who doesnt arrive late at asian weddings)...since I will have to go home after shutting the salon and get ready for the reception...i'll just take my time...hehehhe
You want to know the more shocking detail of this wedding?
The bride-to-be is only 18 y/o.
=(
When i was 18...i just started uni...and funny enough, i was partying with my sis-in-law, before she married my brother! ^_^
I wonder if my sis-in-law ever misses those girly nites out? But she married my brother at 26 y/o. At least she lived frivolously for a bit...
I wonder if the bride-to-be is feeling like she will (or may even currently) be missing a whole chunk of being a young careless adult? Because in about 6-7 months...she will have to be a responsible adult looking after another person...
*sigh*
Monday, July 19, 2004
Coming out of The Closet...
I have a thing for french movies. Especially the cute, quaint, comedic type of movies. In my mind, i think that i have an edge for watching french films, just because i studied french for about 1 year in highschool. I pretend that i understand fully...altho my french only extends as far as: "hello, how are u? im good or very good or bad or so-so, my name is...what is your name? how old are you? im 23 y/o. Thank you/Thank you very much..."
So, what makes me think that i can speak french and understand french fluently? Gosh, i think im just deluded - because i dont, really!
The movie - The Closet, is about a man, Francois. He is a boring accountant...so boring that his wife left him 2 years ago and his 15 y/o son thinks he is so boring that he isnt worth his time for a short visit. Francois is left with nothing but his job. And when he finds out that he is at risk of losing his job one day...he tells the cat he finds on his balcony that nite, that he should just commit suicide.
Basically, his neighbour who overhears his conversation with the cat, and then he suggest to Francois that he doesnt jump, but in fact tell the lie that he is in fact gay. And it works. The company even tries to promote him, since they are manufacturers of rubber and rubbery things...hahhahaha.
The guys life becomes interesting, people around him change due to his lie and some doctored foto of his face superimposed on another's body. His son who has been avoiding him goes and visits his father. His ex wife is interested in knowing why he is now "gay" and invites him to dinner.
From all the events that occur, he wakes up from his trance of forever pining for his ex wife at the dinner. He realises that he has the potential to be more...to offer more...no longer boring. And the main realisation is that his ex wife was a selfish, unloving, ungiving person that he just didnt need in his life anymore.
I laughed more than i anticipated...it was a funny movie.
So, what makes me think that i can speak french and understand french fluently? Gosh, i think im just deluded - because i dont, really!
The movie - The Closet, is about a man, Francois. He is a boring accountant...so boring that his wife left him 2 years ago and his 15 y/o son thinks he is so boring that he isnt worth his time for a short visit. Francois is left with nothing but his job. And when he finds out that he is at risk of losing his job one day...he tells the cat he finds on his balcony that nite, that he should just commit suicide.
Basically, his neighbour who overhears his conversation with the cat, and then he suggest to Francois that he doesnt jump, but in fact tell the lie that he is in fact gay. And it works. The company even tries to promote him, since they are manufacturers of rubber and rubbery things...hahhahaha.
The guys life becomes interesting, people around him change due to his lie and some doctored foto of his face superimposed on another's body. His son who has been avoiding him goes and visits his father. His ex wife is interested in knowing why he is now "gay" and invites him to dinner.
From all the events that occur, he wakes up from his trance of forever pining for his ex wife at the dinner. He realises that he has the potential to be more...to offer more...no longer boring. And the main realisation is that his ex wife was a selfish, unloving, ungiving person that he just didnt need in his life anymore.
I laughed more than i anticipated...it was a funny movie.
Friday, July 16, 2004
Creamy pumpkin soup for a smile...
Helllloooo! *He smiles his smile*
Have here, or to go? (He remembers why i am there...)
I'll have it to go, thank you.
You look buggered today...been busy with the lunch time customers?
Yeah, one of the guys cut his finger...so its been flat chat.
Oh my...
*He serves some other customers*
(Notice that Ryan wasn't there today...)
*My soup comes out in a nice little container*
It wasn't Ryan was it? The one who cut his finger???
No, it was Troy...
Was it really bad?
Well, Troy is a trooper, it was quite bad, otherwise he would have soldiered on...
I hope he gets well soon!
Thanks for the soup.
*I smile at him*
*He returns with THAT smile, and a bonus wink*
What i realise, and this makes me swoon even more, is that he only winks at me...well as far as i could see while im there...
He served other girls...but i was the only one that he winked at!
*ahhhhh....*
^_^
And ermm...yes, the soup was delicious!
Flynn. Fling?
That asian guy who tried out at the Australian Idol doing a rendition of Michael Jackson's "Beat It"...well he has successfully achieved the William Hung fame...(not to the same scale...but he might get there).
The guy has this snippet where he sings "Beat It" for 2dayFM's Beat the Bomb competition.
I just think its wrong that you would use a name that u can't even pronounce urself.
He tried to tell the judges his name, and it took him about 3 or 4 times of saying Flynn...which really did sound like Fling...before they got what he meant!
I doubt he will get a contract to do an album like William Hung...but u never know.
The guy has this snippet where he sings "Beat It" for 2dayFM's Beat the Bomb competition.
I just think its wrong that you would use a name that u can't even pronounce urself.
He tried to tell the judges his name, and it took him about 3 or 4 times of saying Flynn...which really did sound like Fling...before they got what he meant!
I doubt he will get a contract to do an album like William Hung...but u never know.
Thursday, July 15, 2004
Lunch today...Update for Riss...
Its not a matter of him saying my name when he says hello...altho, his voice is pleasant on the ears...
Its that smile.
A warm impish smile...not too broad, but full. With this touch of cheekiness.
I went to get my lunch and asked what was the soup of the day and his employee said it was chunky veg. I joked and said "but u guys had that yesterday"!
So, HE came up and asked me what i wanted to have? I told him that i would like creamy pumpkin. He told me "DONE! I'll have it ready for tomoro."
I then told him: "Wow, your allowing my request?"
Cute guy: "Only because your special!"
*heart melts*
Me: "Oh, so i'm special..."
Cute guy: "Yes, you are. And so is Ryan. He is a special kind of special..." (talking about his employee)
*Cute guy tells a joke to Ryan - i missed it*
Ryan: "His jokes are lame." (He was grabbing the freshest produce for me!)
Me: "Sorry, missed it!"
Cute guy: "I told Ryan that we get a Government Grant to keep him here."
Me: "Thats not very nice!"
Cute guy: "I'm not very nice..." (So, he says with that smile!)
So, I guess ill have to get lunch there tomoro. I mean, they are making the soup upon my request...(not that i was thinking of getting something else for lunch!)
;)
Its that smile.
A warm impish smile...not too broad, but full. With this touch of cheekiness.
I went to get my lunch and asked what was the soup of the day and his employee said it was chunky veg. I joked and said "but u guys had that yesterday"!
So, HE came up and asked me what i wanted to have? I told him that i would like creamy pumpkin. He told me "DONE! I'll have it ready for tomoro."
I then told him: "Wow, your allowing my request?"
Cute guy: "Only because your special!"
*heart melts*
Me: "Oh, so i'm special..."
Cute guy: "Yes, you are. And so is Ryan. He is a special kind of special..." (talking about his employee)
*Cute guy tells a joke to Ryan - i missed it*
Ryan: "His jokes are lame." (He was grabbing the freshest produce for me!)
Me: "Sorry, missed it!"
Cute guy: "I told Ryan that we get a Government Grant to keep him here."
Me: "Thats not very nice!"
Cute guy: "I'm not very nice..." (So, he says with that smile!)
So, I guess ill have to get lunch there tomoro. I mean, they are making the soup upon my request...(not that i was thinking of getting something else for lunch!)
;)
I'm really suspicious about her...
Out of the blue, she emails me.
I look at it and think "Should i reply?"
Out of courtesy, i reply with a simple hello. how are u? im fine, thanks for asking.
The second email she sends me, seems generic, asking me about my work.
Once again i reply to be polite and i ask if she was working.
Third email i receive, it gets personal! She asks me about my love life, what my status was?!
O_O
Shocked, stunned, & slightly offended, i curtly respond and inform her that i was single - by choice.
Fourth email and she springs it on me! She has a friend. Uber cute. Interesting. Fun. Apparently, he can handle "fiesty" girls, 'If i know what she means'.
I once again, politely inform her that im not interested in being set up (from an acquaintance, nonetheless). And if this guy is so crash hot, on every girls "I want you" list...then why is he single...or why wasnt she going out with him???
She replies to that email, telling me that he was a friend of hers and not her type. Considering what i knew about her "type" - the little i did know...i still felt highly suspicious of the whole situation.
She shoots another email asking if i am available next Friday nite.
Thankfully, i am an utterly busy girl next week! I inform her that i already have plans to go to dinner and drinks. So, im very sorry, but im busy!
She sends another email, trying to convince me to "just meet the guy"...whatever i decide after that wont matter.
I couldn't be bothered to respond to that email.
Then, she does the shifty and sms my mobile. I advise her that I AM HAVING DINNER AND DRINKS that nite that she suggested. She then sms me with another date.
I didnt bother replying to that.
She sms'd my mobile again, advising me of his whereabouts on that evening, the evening that i will be busy...she asks if i will be anywhere near there?
I am not about to go and see a person i dont want to meet.
I didnt reply to that sms either.
So, she calls my mobile. Thankfully, im at the gym and missed the call. She had left a voice message. I was rude this time, and i didnt call back.
I dont understand why she doesnt get the hint???
I dont want to be set up.
Im actually happy at the moment, where i am.
I dont appreciate that out of nowhere, she is now in my face trying to set me up with her friend - a supposed "fantastic" guy! Which im quite skeptical about, and this whole fiasco is leaving a really disgusting taste on my tongue.
Be afraid...be very afraid...
I look at it and think "Should i reply?"
Out of courtesy, i reply with a simple hello. how are u? im fine, thanks for asking.
The second email she sends me, seems generic, asking me about my work.
Once again i reply to be polite and i ask if she was working.
Third email i receive, it gets personal! She asks me about my love life, what my status was?!
O_O
Shocked, stunned, & slightly offended, i curtly respond and inform her that i was single - by choice.
Fourth email and she springs it on me! She has a friend. Uber cute. Interesting. Fun. Apparently, he can handle "fiesty" girls, 'If i know what she means'.
I once again, politely inform her that im not interested in being set up (from an acquaintance, nonetheless). And if this guy is so crash hot, on every girls "I want you" list...then why is he single...or why wasnt she going out with him???
She replies to that email, telling me that he was a friend of hers and not her type. Considering what i knew about her "type" - the little i did know...i still felt highly suspicious of the whole situation.
She shoots another email asking if i am available next Friday nite.
Thankfully, i am an utterly busy girl next week! I inform her that i already have plans to go to dinner and drinks. So, im very sorry, but im busy!
She sends another email, trying to convince me to "just meet the guy"...whatever i decide after that wont matter.
I couldn't be bothered to respond to that email.
Then, she does the shifty and sms my mobile. I advise her that I AM HAVING DINNER AND DRINKS that nite that she suggested. She then sms me with another date.
I didnt bother replying to that.
She sms'd my mobile again, advising me of his whereabouts on that evening, the evening that i will be busy...she asks if i will be anywhere near there?
I am not about to go and see a person i dont want to meet.
I didnt reply to that sms either.
So, she calls my mobile. Thankfully, im at the gym and missed the call. She had left a voice message. I was rude this time, and i didnt call back.
I dont understand why she doesnt get the hint???
I dont want to be set up.
Im actually happy at the moment, where i am.
I dont appreciate that out of nowhere, she is now in my face trying to set me up with her friend - a supposed "fantastic" guy! Which im quite skeptical about, and this whole fiasco is leaving a really disgusting taste on my tongue.
Be afraid...be very afraid...
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
He is soo cute!
I asked him for his name after he winked at me while i was ordering my lunch yesterday. Since he learnt my name, he had always said hello to me (name included) without a fail...I was feeling bad that i didnt know his.
This guy has the ability to turn my day around.
I look forward to my lunch breaks because of him.
He makes me smile, flirt, and feel feminine.
He offered to buy me a coffee, he said it was on him. I politely informed him that i didnt drink coffee...so he offered to buy me a bottle of water. He was so cute, i said that i would grab one later.
Today, he looked more alert...(previously i learnt that he drinks 8 cups of coffee each day to stay awake and on his toes)...poor guy! So, i commented to him that he looked more perky today. He smiled his warm smile...i just smiled back. I asked if it was due to more coffee? He said no...he was trying to ween off the coffee, since it was "bad for him". (That was something i said to him when i learnt that he had 8 cups a day!)
*^_^*
I'm utterly smitten by this guy...im impressed by him because he turned his idea into a reality...and although its hard work, he is there doing it every day! And it doesnt hurt that he is cute too!
;)
ahahahahahaha
This guy has the ability to turn my day around.
I look forward to my lunch breaks because of him.
He makes me smile, flirt, and feel feminine.
He offered to buy me a coffee, he said it was on him. I politely informed him that i didnt drink coffee...so he offered to buy me a bottle of water. He was so cute, i said that i would grab one later.
Today, he looked more alert...(previously i learnt that he drinks 8 cups of coffee each day to stay awake and on his toes)...poor guy! So, i commented to him that he looked more perky today. He smiled his warm smile...i just smiled back. I asked if it was due to more coffee? He said no...he was trying to ween off the coffee, since it was "bad for him". (That was something i said to him when i learnt that he had 8 cups a day!)
*^_^*
I'm utterly smitten by this guy...im impressed by him because he turned his idea into a reality...and although its hard work, he is there doing it every day! And it doesnt hurt that he is cute too!
;)
ahahahahahaha
You look pale!
That's what my older brother said to me last nite when he actually looked at my face. (He rarely does so.) I dont think i look pale...(I asked M when i saw her, she didnt think so). Then he asked what i was doing being a vegetarian?
To be honest, i dont have a problem with eating meat, and im not making a statement either...i just feel uncomfortable digesting it now, especially after doing the detox properly.
My mother is getting worried. And because my brother said that, she is adamant that i need to eat meat. She is literally trying to force it down my throat. The only way i manage to escape, is by rushing off to the gym before she can ask if i will be having dinner!
I eat, and i eat frequently. My choice of snacks are all healthy. My choice in meals are also healthy. So, it may consist of vegetables more than any form of meat, if any...you'd think my mother would be happy, considering she use to harp on the fact that i didnt eat enough of it.
To make up for the lack of meat, i do take vitamin supplements, and i am eating mineral rich foods to make up for the lack of iron, calcium, etc.
I should try to smile more, so that there is more colour to my cheeks...
=P
To be honest, i dont have a problem with eating meat, and im not making a statement either...i just feel uncomfortable digesting it now, especially after doing the detox properly.
My mother is getting worried. And because my brother said that, she is adamant that i need to eat meat. She is literally trying to force it down my throat. The only way i manage to escape, is by rushing off to the gym before she can ask if i will be having dinner!
I eat, and i eat frequently. My choice of snacks are all healthy. My choice in meals are also healthy. So, it may consist of vegetables more than any form of meat, if any...you'd think my mother would be happy, considering she use to harp on the fact that i didnt eat enough of it.
To make up for the lack of meat, i do take vitamin supplements, and i am eating mineral rich foods to make up for the lack of iron, calcium, etc.
I should try to smile more, so that there is more colour to my cheeks...
=P
Tuesday, July 13, 2004
A new version of a Swear Jar...
We are introducing a new kind of money jar...where we deposit a monetary denomination (TBA) for certain colloquial slangs that would be deemed a "westie" term. A coin for every term used.
Words or phrases we are not allowed to use, thus far:
* y'know or uno
* dunno
* serious???
* oh my gawd!
* nahhh...
* no wayyy!
* chicken shiet
* do you get what i mean?
This list will grow in time. I will be endeavouring to improve my professional and conversational skills by eliminating these slang terms from every day use.
I always thought that i spoke in a manner that was normal, straightforward, and concise. It seems i have been influenced by the people i associate myself with! It is time to separate the two.
This will be tough. Very tough, as i am surrounded by fobs at work, who did you think would be the engineers here?
What are the other slang terms that you have heard people from the West use???
Words or phrases we are not allowed to use, thus far:
* y'know or uno
* dunno
* serious???
* oh my gawd!
* nahhh...
* no wayyy!
* chicken shiet
* do you get what i mean?
This list will grow in time. I will be endeavouring to improve my professional and conversational skills by eliminating these slang terms from every day use.
I always thought that i spoke in a manner that was normal, straightforward, and concise. It seems i have been influenced by the people i associate myself with! It is time to separate the two.
This will be tough. Very tough, as i am surrounded by fobs at work, who did you think would be the engineers here?
What are the other slang terms that you have heard people from the West use???
Monday, July 12, 2004
Another why???
I had an almost perfect date on Saturday...
It was almost perfect, because it wasnt really a date.
Almost perfect, because everything else but that one glitch, was lovely, sweet and simple.
We went to pick up the movie tix for the Animation Fest, but since we were early, we went to the Markets to get a Turkish Gozlame...(as i woke up late and didnt have breakfast)...it was considerate of him...
It started to rain as i was ordering my Gozlame, so he ran to his car to get an umbrella for me...
Since it was raining, i ate in his car...and he wasnt bothered by it...
We headed back to pick up the Animation Fest tix because the cinemas were finally opened...after that, we head to Palace in Leichardt to watch "Dirty Pretty Things."
It was one intriguing and quaint movie. I really enjoyed it, but I am a tad biased...as im a fan of Audrey Tautou.
After the movie, we grabbed a bite, because he was hungry...i was just thirsty...i drank two bottles of water before i realised how dehydrated i was...
The whole day went by with ease, pity that nothing will amount from it.
It was almost perfect, because it wasnt really a date.
Almost perfect, because everything else but that one glitch, was lovely, sweet and simple.
We went to pick up the movie tix for the Animation Fest, but since we were early, we went to the Markets to get a Turkish Gozlame...(as i woke up late and didnt have breakfast)...it was considerate of him...
It started to rain as i was ordering my Gozlame, so he ran to his car to get an umbrella for me...
Since it was raining, i ate in his car...and he wasnt bothered by it...
We headed back to pick up the Animation Fest tix because the cinemas were finally opened...after that, we head to Palace in Leichardt to watch "Dirty Pretty Things."
It was one intriguing and quaint movie. I really enjoyed it, but I am a tad biased...as im a fan of Audrey Tautou.
After the movie, we grabbed a bite, because he was hungry...i was just thirsty...i drank two bottles of water before i realised how dehydrated i was...
The whole day went by with ease, pity that nothing will amount from it.
Why???
Why do people, who are not Chinese or of an asian origin, enjoy appending an "a" to the end of my name?
If they were Chinese or of another asian ethnic background i would forgive them for adding an "a" or an "ah" to the end of my name, because they have a tendency to add an "a" or an "ah" to the end of any sentence.
For about 15 years, on my CBA statements, i was known as a Christina...even the computers were against me! I actually attempted to fix this name problem twice before...but gave up when they still had an "a" at the end of my name!
One day, i got fed up and stormed into a branch and got them to correct it in front of me, only to find that i had two profiles mirroring eachother...one as a Christine and another as a Christina.
If they were Chinese or of another asian ethnic background i would forgive them for adding an "a" or an "ah" to the end of my name, because they have a tendency to add an "a" or an "ah" to the end of any sentence.
For about 15 years, on my CBA statements, i was known as a Christina...even the computers were against me! I actually attempted to fix this name problem twice before...but gave up when they still had an "a" at the end of my name!
One day, i got fed up and stormed into a branch and got them to correct it in front of me, only to find that i had two profiles mirroring eachother...one as a Christine and another as a Christina.
Friday, July 09, 2004
Picture Portraits...
I dont wear make up to work. I dont like it all that much, & due to the nature of my work and the people i work with (30-somthing y/o engineers with wives and kids) i cant be buggered to get up an extra 10 minutes to "paint my face" in the morning.
But i would have liked a little warning that my face was going to be snapped and plastered on the work intranet! I mean, please, some sort of warning. I look like ive had a really bad nite & day, and im suffering from a cold/flu!
Its being loaded up, i guess because everyone wants to know what we (my department) look like...its going to be stuck with a profile of our job and resposibilities...like, what the?!
I dont want people to know what i am responsible for?! AND i dont want the people interstate to know what i look like! I hope it doesnt get distributed amongst the "greater" intranet, to all our sister and our parent company intranets! How sucky is that?! =(
It really made me feel like i was in school again, taking a personal portrait during School Photo Day. Or taking a passport photo before renewing my passport! And we all know how badly those photos can turn out! *bummer*
#
I had a hit of dejavu last nite. My dad was singing a song as he walked up the drive way to the back door. As a kid, although i didnt understand Manderin...i loved it when Dad would sing a Manderin song. It relaxed me...i think because it relaxed him...it was comforting to know that Dad was home from work and last nite, i felt like a kid again...
I havent felt so nostalgic as i did last nite. I complain that i am currently going through my quater-life crisis...but thats a load of bs...and im just complaining! But i sincerely believe that my father is going through his mid-life crisis.
For a long while, he didnt sing as he walked up the driveway...he didnt walk up the driveway while i was awake to hear, even if he was singing...My dad use to come home like clockwork because of what he did for a living...and then he decided to be his own boss, and became self employed. That was over 10 years ago, and for over 10 years...my dad just changed. I dont think he was happy with his choice...
So, for a decade...he has been feeling miserable...which is probably why he hadnt been singing for a long time. I think in his mind he has finally made some crucial decisions...which is why he can sing as he walks up the driveway these days...
Its quite sweet when i see my father carry Aimee and he rocks her to slumber. As he does so, he sings to her...and no matter how much she might be crying...she quietens down when she hears his voice and she falls asleep. I wonder if when i was a baby that he did the same thing? But according to Mum he never carried me. Maybe just as today, when i was baby...i must have heard him singing as he walked up the drive way...
But i would have liked a little warning that my face was going to be snapped and plastered on the work intranet! I mean, please, some sort of warning. I look like ive had a really bad nite & day, and im suffering from a cold/flu!
Its being loaded up, i guess because everyone wants to know what we (my department) look like...its going to be stuck with a profile of our job and resposibilities...like, what the?!
I dont want people to know what i am responsible for?! AND i dont want the people interstate to know what i look like! I hope it doesnt get distributed amongst the "greater" intranet, to all our sister and our parent company intranets! How sucky is that?! =(
It really made me feel like i was in school again, taking a personal portrait during School Photo Day. Or taking a passport photo before renewing my passport! And we all know how badly those photos can turn out! *bummer*
I had a hit of dejavu last nite. My dad was singing a song as he walked up the drive way to the back door. As a kid, although i didnt understand Manderin...i loved it when Dad would sing a Manderin song. It relaxed me...i think because it relaxed him...it was comforting to know that Dad was home from work and last nite, i felt like a kid again...
I havent felt so nostalgic as i did last nite. I complain that i am currently going through my quater-life crisis...but thats a load of bs...and im just complaining! But i sincerely believe that my father is going through his mid-life crisis.
For a long while, he didnt sing as he walked up the driveway...he didnt walk up the driveway while i was awake to hear, even if he was singing...My dad use to come home like clockwork because of what he did for a living...and then he decided to be his own boss, and became self employed. That was over 10 years ago, and for over 10 years...my dad just changed. I dont think he was happy with his choice...
So, for a decade...he has been feeling miserable...which is probably why he hadnt been singing for a long time. I think in his mind he has finally made some crucial decisions...which is why he can sing as he walks up the driveway these days...
Its quite sweet when i see my father carry Aimee and he rocks her to slumber. As he does so, he sings to her...and no matter how much she might be crying...she quietens down when she hears his voice and she falls asleep. I wonder if when i was a baby that he did the same thing? But according to Mum he never carried me. Maybe just as today, when i was baby...i must have heard him singing as he walked up the drive way...
Thursday, July 08, 2004
Shocked, horrified & relieved...
I saw the guy at the gym again...hehehe...
M hatched a plan during the day and if i had the opportunity, i would have done something last nite that would have altered the course of my life (melodrama). But then again, my Chinese starsign is of a Chicken...and true to that, i acted like one!
Thankfully, i changed my mind from doing anything and just kept "scoping" the scene as i admired him from a far...because as the nite progressed...i saw him with a girl!
I pretended like i didnt notice, but i was shattered!
My crushing type of infatuation on the Gym Guy was actually just that, crushed!!!
It lasted no longer than a fortnight, how disappointing!?! But hey, it was fun while it lasted...AND while Gym Guy was with THAT girl, i noticed another guy on the Roman Chair...who happened to look very cute...and i caught him looking at me while i was doing my lower abdominals...hehehe...i think i found another crush.
;)
M hatched a plan during the day and if i had the opportunity, i would have done something last nite that would have altered the course of my life (melodrama). But then again, my Chinese starsign is of a Chicken...and true to that, i acted like one!
Thankfully, i changed my mind from doing anything and just kept "scoping" the scene as i admired him from a far...because as the nite progressed...i saw him with a girl!
I pretended like i didnt notice, but i was shattered!
My crushing type of infatuation on the Gym Guy was actually just that, crushed!!!
It lasted no longer than a fortnight, how disappointing!?! But hey, it was fun while it lasted...AND while Gym Guy was with THAT girl, i noticed another guy on the Roman Chair...who happened to look very cute...and i caught him looking at me while i was doing my lower abdominals...hehehe...i think i found another crush.
;)
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
I shouldn't have to feel awkward...
But i think i will be...slowly 2 by 2, my friends are coupling up.
In retrospect, its quite funny...my mother always joked that "the girls" will one day pair up with "the boys". If my best friend wasn't as much a commitment phobe as myself, she would be one half of another "couple" in the group.
Last nite, i missed a call from one of the girls. She called and said "i have some news". I'm there thinking..."here we go again!"
She too asked me, "take a guess?"...why do they always ask me to do that?...i got it on my third guess.
I firstly asked if our other friends were "official" and have let the cat out of the bag, so to speak. My second guess was that she was going out with a person that was "rumoured" to have been interested in her...and of course i got it on my final guess.
She had been wishing, hoping, waiting, willing, even resorted to praying that one day they would be together...and then one day came.
She had a crush on him since high school...and thanks to my matching making Emma-style skills, i set them up to go to the formal together...and at that time, they were just friends. I guess a long term friendship goes a long way.
Over the years, us girls sorta parted way with the boys, as we all went to USYD and the boys went to UNSW. Then after uni, but more due to our 21st birthday parties...we happened to reconnect. Now that everyone has finished studying, i guess they are thinking about relationships more...which (maybe) explains why all the boys are acting weird and are hooking up with the girls! *LoL*
They play tennis with eachother on a regular basis now...the girls and boys...something i dont participate in as im not a good tennis player and they tend to play at odd hours when i have other commitments. And thankfully, i dont play with them...otherwise i think id feel weird seeing all the couples, and i would be thinking so who is next to pair up?!
Well, actually thats not hard to figure...since its only myself and my bestfriend who is left single...and since the guy who likes/liked her is one of the boys and it fell through, and everyone knew it...i dont think any of the other guys would go after her even if they liked her alot...(that whole secret boys code about not dating other friends love interest?!)
And, well, about myself...i've always been seen as one of the boys...heh...im the one they admire playing touch footy...so, ermm...i guess my best friend and i will have to settle with a girls nite out with just the two of us?! I'm not sure how my best friend will feel in the presence of the new couples...but i will certainly feel weird...
It took some time getting use to my other friends who are a couple and have been for the past 5 years...uno the couple i talk about where the guy chased my friend from Year 7 until the end of HSC and thats when they finally got together??? The update on them is that they recently bought a house together...thats what i call real love and commitment! But why did i feel weird, even knowing that he adored her...and that one day they would be together? Well, it was when they went out with us girls...he became a tag-along...and when there is a guy, u dont know how much u can say...even if he is ur friend too.
I dont care now because i talk about anything and everything in that friends presence...but that took a couple of years for that to happen...and ino he doesnt talk to the other boys like how those other boys DO talk amongst eachother...
I know im just being silly, and i need to adjust...i just hope their relationships last...because i will feel even more awkward if they dont work out and they dont ever talk to eachother again...
In retrospect, its quite funny...my mother always joked that "the girls" will one day pair up with "the boys". If my best friend wasn't as much a commitment phobe as myself, she would be one half of another "couple" in the group.
Last nite, i missed a call from one of the girls. She called and said "i have some news". I'm there thinking..."here we go again!"
She too asked me, "take a guess?"...why do they always ask me to do that?...i got it on my third guess.
I firstly asked if our other friends were "official" and have let the cat out of the bag, so to speak. My second guess was that she was going out with a person that was "rumoured" to have been interested in her...and of course i got it on my final guess.
She had been wishing, hoping, waiting, willing, even resorted to praying that one day they would be together...and then one day came.
She had a crush on him since high school...and thanks to my matching making Emma-style skills, i set them up to go to the formal together...and at that time, they were just friends. I guess a long term friendship goes a long way.
Over the years, us girls sorta parted way with the boys, as we all went to USYD and the boys went to UNSW. Then after uni, but more due to our 21st birthday parties...we happened to reconnect. Now that everyone has finished studying, i guess they are thinking about relationships more...which (maybe) explains why all the boys are acting weird and are hooking up with the girls! *LoL*
They play tennis with eachother on a regular basis now...the girls and boys...something i dont participate in as im not a good tennis player and they tend to play at odd hours when i have other commitments. And thankfully, i dont play with them...otherwise i think id feel weird seeing all the couples, and i would be thinking so who is next to pair up?!
Well, actually thats not hard to figure...since its only myself and my bestfriend who is left single...and since the guy who likes/liked her is one of the boys and it fell through, and everyone knew it...i dont think any of the other guys would go after her even if they liked her alot...(that whole secret boys code about not dating other friends love interest?!)
And, well, about myself...i've always been seen as one of the boys...heh...im the one they admire playing touch footy...so, ermm...i guess my best friend and i will have to settle with a girls nite out with just the two of us?! I'm not sure how my best friend will feel in the presence of the new couples...but i will certainly feel weird...
It took some time getting use to my other friends who are a couple and have been for the past 5 years...uno the couple i talk about where the guy chased my friend from Year 7 until the end of HSC and thats when they finally got together??? The update on them is that they recently bought a house together...thats what i call real love and commitment! But why did i feel weird, even knowing that he adored her...and that one day they would be together? Well, it was when they went out with us girls...he became a tag-along...and when there is a guy, u dont know how much u can say...even if he is ur friend too.
I dont care now because i talk about anything and everything in that friends presence...but that took a couple of years for that to happen...and ino he doesnt talk to the other boys like how those other boys DO talk amongst eachother...
I know im just being silly, and i need to adjust...i just hope their relationships last...because i will feel even more awkward if they dont work out and they dont ever talk to eachother again...
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
*smiles all around*
For a while (most of last week), i missed out on seeing that guy from the gym...and there he was last nite...haha!
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I have never seen my friend with his shirt off until last nite...and *damn* when he hopped out of the pool, with the water glistening off his chest...he looked HOT! And then we tried to attempt to talk through the glass wall between the gym and the pools...*LoL*
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He is a smooth operator...i need to remember that he is probably like that with all the girls...but at the moment its fun...its nice to receive compliments...and its nice to think that someone is thinking about you when you least expect it...
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I will be going to the Sydney International Animation Festival! Its on during July 20-25, 2004. Shoot that week will be busy...
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I cant wait until i go see Franz Ferdinand @ The Metro on the 22nd July...then i'm taking the next day off to be pampered...and then off to Kobe Jones for dinner...*mmm*...
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I have never seen my friend with his shirt off until last nite...and *damn* when he hopped out of the pool, with the water glistening off his chest...he looked HOT! And then we tried to attempt to talk through the glass wall between the gym and the pools...*LoL*
He is a smooth operator...i need to remember that he is probably like that with all the girls...but at the moment its fun...its nice to receive compliments...and its nice to think that someone is thinking about you when you least expect it...
I will be going to the Sydney International Animation Festival! Its on during July 20-25, 2004. Shoot that week will be busy...
I cant wait until i go see Franz Ferdinand @ The Metro on the 22nd July...then i'm taking the next day off to be pampered...and then off to Kobe Jones for dinner...*mmm*...
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Friday, July 02, 2004
Rise Rise Rise!
I have only been permanent for about 4 months...but the company is giving a review to every employee...im guaranteed a rise regardless, not much but something because they are changing the number of hours i work, but i won't actually have to do it.
Originally, i work 37.5 hours...if i get held back or don't have lunch, i don't get paid for it. So, i try my best to minimise that occurance. They now want to increase the hours to a standard 38 hours. Which is fine...i guess, it's a nice round number, but i don't really want to come in an extra 6 mins earlier than normal.
I start at 08:30hrs, and i finish at 17:00hrs. I asked my manager in jest, whether we could just round up the 0.5 and make it a whole 38 hrs. He said since it was just an extra 6 mins per day - "Forget about it!"
So, i get paid an extra 30 minutes worth of work, without doing any work!
Now...isn't that great news for a Friday?
Originally, i work 37.5 hours...if i get held back or don't have lunch, i don't get paid for it. So, i try my best to minimise that occurance. They now want to increase the hours to a standard 38 hours. Which is fine...i guess, it's a nice round number, but i don't really want to come in an extra 6 mins earlier than normal.
I start at 08:30hrs, and i finish at 17:00hrs. I asked my manager in jest, whether we could just round up the 0.5 and make it a whole 38 hrs. He said since it was just an extra 6 mins per day - "Forget about it!"
So, i get paid an extra 30 minutes worth of work, without doing any work!
Now...isn't that great news for a Friday?
Thursday, July 01, 2004
I can't believe what i'm about to say...
When i was younger, i had chronic asthma, tonsilitis and hayfever.
I got my tonsils removed when i was about 8 y/o. But the asthma remained pretty bad and the hayfever...*ugh*...wasn't about to leave me be (i suffer 12 months of it). I was a regular in the local hospital for my asthma, like once a month i would be in there. The nurses were always nice to me...they new my name and my medical history. When i felt better whilst staying in the hospital, i would be allowed to sit with the nurses at the reception desk...isnt that weird??? hehehe...For one year i was away from school about half of the year.
Ironically, i received the best results in my reports that year...who understands how that works?
So, basically...due to my asthma, i have been afraid of any form of cardio/aerobic exercise, especially running. Anything that would get my lungs working overtime or get my heart rate racing, i'd be scared of it before even attempting it.
Thankfully, as i got older like in high school, i played team sports that didn't work me so hard and with the help of my ventolin inhaler...i think i learnt to live with it. When i finished high school i started going to the local leisure centre, because i wanted to do aqua aerobics since the doctor suggested that it would help me...and so i did.
Then Cleo or Cosmo had a promotion for 2 weeks free membership at the gym...and since my local gym was part of the promotion...i thought, "what the heck, lets just do it!!!"
It took me a good 2 years of going to the gym regularly doing anything and everything but run on the treadmill. Its been about 3.5 years and i now can say that i run on the treadmill at a sufficient pace. And although i do get tired, im nowhere near an asthma attack! *woohoo*
Surprisingly...its funny, im like this weird anomoly at the gym. All of my trainers including my recent one are all baffled with me and the results i produce.
My current trainer, he doesnt understand why i am unable to get the results that i want, because he watches me do my stuff whilst he walks around the gym checking that everything is running smoothly...and im literally working my butt off! My current heart rate at rest is like 49 beats per minute. Apparently, that is the definition of healthy and fit...and a marathon runner(?), i thought he was joking with me when he told me that! And since my heart rate is of a fit person...i need to get it up to about 175 beats per minute to gain any results from a cardio/aerobic workout. Apparently, the best way to get the heart rate up that high and keep it there for a while is by running.
So, here it is...and i really can't believe it is coming from my mouth...but i actually like running! All these years of being scared of running and avoiding it...all those times i said that i was asthmatic and therefore i shouldnt run in fear that it would trigger an attack...its all over now. I dont think i have asthma anymore. I dont use the inhaler, i havent for about 3 years, maybe even longer...i havent felt that tight squeeze on the chest for a very long time, actually i cant seem to remember how it felt.
The funny thing is that i enjoy running (still in awe about saying that)...or maybe i enjoy the sense of overcoming a physically overwhelming obstacle?
*What did you think i was going to say next?*
I got my tonsils removed when i was about 8 y/o. But the asthma remained pretty bad and the hayfever...*ugh*...wasn't about to leave me be (i suffer 12 months of it). I was a regular in the local hospital for my asthma, like once a month i would be in there. The nurses were always nice to me...they new my name and my medical history. When i felt better whilst staying in the hospital, i would be allowed to sit with the nurses at the reception desk...isnt that weird??? hehehe...For one year i was away from school about half of the year.
Ironically, i received the best results in my reports that year...who understands how that works?
So, basically...due to my asthma, i have been afraid of any form of cardio/aerobic exercise, especially running. Anything that would get my lungs working overtime or get my heart rate racing, i'd be scared of it before even attempting it.
Thankfully, as i got older like in high school, i played team sports that didn't work me so hard and with the help of my ventolin inhaler...i think i learnt to live with it. When i finished high school i started going to the local leisure centre, because i wanted to do aqua aerobics since the doctor suggested that it would help me...and so i did.
Then Cleo or Cosmo had a promotion for 2 weeks free membership at the gym...and since my local gym was part of the promotion...i thought, "what the heck, lets just do it!!!"
It took me a good 2 years of going to the gym regularly doing anything and everything but run on the treadmill. Its been about 3.5 years and i now can say that i run on the treadmill at a sufficient pace. And although i do get tired, im nowhere near an asthma attack! *woohoo*
Surprisingly...its funny, im like this weird anomoly at the gym. All of my trainers including my recent one are all baffled with me and the results i produce.
My current trainer, he doesnt understand why i am unable to get the results that i want, because he watches me do my stuff whilst he walks around the gym checking that everything is running smoothly...and im literally working my butt off! My current heart rate at rest is like 49 beats per minute. Apparently, that is the definition of healthy and fit...and a marathon runner(?), i thought he was joking with me when he told me that! And since my heart rate is of a fit person...i need to get it up to about 175 beats per minute to gain any results from a cardio/aerobic workout. Apparently, the best way to get the heart rate up that high and keep it there for a while is by running.
So, here it is...and i really can't believe it is coming from my mouth...but i actually like running! All these years of being scared of running and avoiding it...all those times i said that i was asthmatic and therefore i shouldnt run in fear that it would trigger an attack...its all over now. I dont think i have asthma anymore. I dont use the inhaler, i havent for about 3 years, maybe even longer...i havent felt that tight squeeze on the chest for a very long time, actually i cant seem to remember how it felt.
The funny thing is that i enjoy running (still in awe about saying that)...or maybe i enjoy the sense of overcoming a physically overwhelming obstacle?
*What did you think i was going to say next?*
