I watched a clip called Yellow Fever cos Riss had a post on it on her blog and i usually frequent her blog when i want something to read.
I hear a lot about asian girls with "ghosts" and how my friends are openly annoyed by it. Some guys i know b!tch and moan about it.
Can i just say, as an asian girl, don't sit there pondering why or how or what makes a white guy get an asian girl, just be confident and go get the asian girl!
A little history...
Most asian girls today, have been brought up in a multicultural society.
Take my example below:
In primary school, i knew guys and girls of many nationalities.
Haresh - a great friend who i use to walk home with each day was from Sri Lanka. His house was between the school and mine, so technically i walked him home every day!
Thulasi - a very artistic and smart Indian girl i was friends with.
Alex M - he was from South America, he would make me laugh every day.
Alex D - he was my friend and the person who i wanted to beat in maths. He was from Malta.
Daniel - Italian boy, was a bit nasty to girls at first but became a good friend as he grew up.
Maureen - Pakistani girl, she was so shy but absolutely lovely. Our Year 6 teacher was so mean to her - claiming that her naturally thick lashes was lashed up with mascara. The teacher actually pulled her aside and told her to take off the make up...the poor girl didnt know what was going on and cried while trying helplessly to defend herself. As she cried the mascara obviously didnt run...and i think the teacher gave up.
The Twins - my best friends from primary school, they were Vietnamese.
Eugene - I think he was Croatian. He drew really cool pictures and he was such a genuinely nice guy.
Natalie - Cambodian girl who was uber smart and sporty. She left our school midway Year 3, if my memory serves me correctly.
German (pronounced Herman) - I think he was Croatian too, cos he was really close friends with Eugene.
Paul - blonde hair, blue eyes, dimples...true blue aussie boy and my first crush. I sat next to him in Year 1 and he would always make me laugh, without fail, but i would get into trouble with Miss Church.
These are just a few of the people i remember from the top of my head in primary school.
The point im trying to make is, when you are an asian girl being brought up meeting and befriending beautiful people of many races its not hard to say yes to them when they ask you out.
I lean towards going out with asian guys. As my luck will have it, i've only gone out with asian guys. BUT if any of those guys i knew from primary school were still as nice and as friendly and as funny as they were back then...if they had crossed my path while i was single 1.5 years ago, and they had asked me out...i would have said yes to them and give it a go.
It doesnt matter a guys nationality...if he is funny and has a good personality and you click, then you give it a shot.
A girl can't wait forever for an asian guy to approach her.
So, next time you see an asian girl with a white guy and think "damn!" - go do something. The next asian girl you see that you are interested in, go talk to her, or just do something about it...dont just sit and keep thinking about the white guy with the asian chick that "you would have liked to go out with"!!!
You would just waste time and miss your chance!
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
Did you fart, cause you blew me away...
Gee whiz...my friend sent me an email with all these pick up lines, like the title of this post.
Some guys sure know how to make a girl feel extra special, don't they?
Although, it does put a smug smirk on my face.
Another thing that makes me put a smug smirk on the dial...is the fact that i secured really good seats for Varekai - Cirque Du Soleil. Which will be in Sydney between August 10 - 27, 2006. Presales have started and it seems all the good seats are fast selling out for the weekend shows. I managed to score really good seats cos it was for a show that was towards the end of the season.
It felt like Christmas came around again, with the things i found out today...i still need to secure something else before i can reveal what my other surprise is.
But the knowledge alone made me so happy! So giddy...i couldnt stop giggling like a school girl catching a smile from the guy she has a crush on!
-_-"
Have i mentioned how "awake" i feel with the knowledge that Oprah Winfrey is a comfort eater? She can maintain her strict diet when she is happy with life, but the moment she gets upset, she eats stuff that she shouldn't = junk or complex carbs or sugar, what have you.
I feel uplifted with this fact, that Ms Oprah ("I am the most powerful, influential, & wealthiest woman on Earth") Winfrey is human like the rest of us - she struggles!!!
I think that just made me like her - a little bit more!
*^_^*
I met a friend for lunch last week. She brought up something "funny". I say funny, as it isnt really, its actually quite sad...but thats why i put it in "".
She said that she has noticed an alarming amount of female colleagues and friends who tolerate their bf's cheating on them or treating them horribly. Question is, are they tolerating it because they feel that they are older and they are scared of taking part in the war of the singles, known as the dating game? Or that they are older and just put up with it, in pursuit of getting married and having kids while there is still a chance, even if it is with an abusive &/or cheating scumbag???
The one thing my friend and i agreed on, is that no matter what, cheating is not tolerable - but that's us...
What compels these women to stay with their boyfriends...the boyfriends that treat them so badly?
I wonder if men feel the same way...men who are getting older, do they put up with girlfriends who are just really pretty but have no heart? Girlfriends who are gold diggers...girlfriends who cheat on them??? Do they feel the same way as these women, do they put up with it or do they end the relationship? How do they feel about being single again??? Are they worried that their opportunity of being a "cool dad" being stripped down to a dad who only remembers the word cool - cos it happened so late? (And therefore are readily trying to impregnate their young pretty-thing of a girlfriend, whenever they get the chance?) *LoL* <- That shouldn't be funny, but it is to me.
But back to the women who tolerate really bad behaving boyfriends...I just wished I could empower those women, to just stand up and leave.
When will you say 'enough'?
Enough with the cheating...
Enough with the abuse...
Enough with the torment...
I have had enough!
If it was as simple as getting all these women together and repeating those words after me, I would organise it. I'll even bring my mum as a guest speaker...she'll tell you to respect yourself and dont you dare take crap from any man!!!
If only it was that simple!
Some guys sure know how to make a girl feel extra special, don't they?
Although, it does put a smug smirk on my face.
Another thing that makes me put a smug smirk on the dial...is the fact that i secured really good seats for Varekai - Cirque Du Soleil. Which will be in Sydney between August 10 - 27, 2006. Presales have started and it seems all the good seats are fast selling out for the weekend shows. I managed to score really good seats cos it was for a show that was towards the end of the season.
It felt like Christmas came around again, with the things i found out today...i still need to secure something else before i can reveal what my other surprise is.
But the knowledge alone made me so happy! So giddy...i couldnt stop giggling like a school girl catching a smile from the guy she has a crush on!
-_-"
Have i mentioned how "awake" i feel with the knowledge that Oprah Winfrey is a comfort eater? She can maintain her strict diet when she is happy with life, but the moment she gets upset, she eats stuff that she shouldn't = junk or complex carbs or sugar, what have you.
I feel uplifted with this fact, that Ms Oprah ("I am the most powerful, influential, & wealthiest woman on Earth") Winfrey is human like the rest of us - she struggles!!!
I think that just made me like her - a little bit more!
*^_^*
I met a friend for lunch last week. She brought up something "funny". I say funny, as it isnt really, its actually quite sad...but thats why i put it in "".
She said that she has noticed an alarming amount of female colleagues and friends who tolerate their bf's cheating on them or treating them horribly. Question is, are they tolerating it because they feel that they are older and they are scared of taking part in the war of the singles, known as the dating game? Or that they are older and just put up with it, in pursuit of getting married and having kids while there is still a chance, even if it is with an abusive &/or cheating scumbag???
The one thing my friend and i agreed on, is that no matter what, cheating is not tolerable - but that's us...
What compels these women to stay with their boyfriends...the boyfriends that treat them so badly?
I wonder if men feel the same way...men who are getting older, do they put up with girlfriends who are just really pretty but have no heart? Girlfriends who are gold diggers...girlfriends who cheat on them??? Do they feel the same way as these women, do they put up with it or do they end the relationship? How do they feel about being single again??? Are they worried that their opportunity of being a "cool dad" being stripped down to a dad who only remembers the word cool - cos it happened so late? (And therefore are readily trying to impregnate their young pretty-thing of a girlfriend, whenever they get the chance?) *LoL* <- That shouldn't be funny, but it is to me.
But back to the women who tolerate really bad behaving boyfriends...I just wished I could empower those women, to just stand up and leave.
When will you say 'enough'?
Enough with the cheating...
Enough with the abuse...
Enough with the torment...
I have had enough!
If it was as simple as getting all these women together and repeating those words after me, I would organise it. I'll even bring my mum as a guest speaker...she'll tell you to respect yourself and dont you dare take crap from any man!!!
If only it was that simple!
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
i still feel crap...but for a different reason!
I'm really an ungrateful b!tch sometimes...
I feel so guilty!!!
I just received a box from Roses Only...a dozen of beautiful red roses...with all the extras with it.
I am currently loathing myself.
I could barely smile when i saw the delivery guy...
I actually wanted to cry.
Even while i called to say "Thank You"...I dont think i did it any justice...
I am ashamed of myself.
What has become of me???
I am a fool.
I feel so guilty!!!
I just received a box from Roses Only...a dozen of beautiful red roses...with all the extras with it.
I am currently loathing myself.
I could barely smile when i saw the delivery guy...
I actually wanted to cry.
Even while i called to say "Thank You"...I dont think i did it any justice...
I am ashamed of myself.
What has become of me???
I am a fool.
i feel sh!t, so sue me!
I'm having a crap day.
crap
crap
crap
I'm one of those people who are suckers for all things lovey-dovey...i'm not asking for a dozen long stem roses (and not that there is anything wrong for a girl to long for them...its a matter of receiving them - thats another issue).
Point being...i would have liked a call by now...or an email...something...anything! An sms maybe? I sent one of those interactive sms to him this morning. Foto...text message...& a recorded message from moi. I didn't even get a "same to you too" reply.
I cooked dinner on Sunday night. I hand crafted a V'day card. I bought him Godiva chocs, as promised but have yet to present them to him. He surprised me on Friday for lunch at Est. and a long stem rose...so he has done his part in terms of spoiling me...but is it too much to want him to say "hi" to me - today of all days?
I gotta admit that another reason why im so sh!tted right now, is the fact that i was under the impression that he was sending me something to my office today. Last week, he asked me if i was moving offices "this" week? Hey, what is a girl to think when her bf asks about specifics in terms of her work address, on the same week V'day falls on??? Why doesnt he just ask me "on" the week to avoid misleading me?!?!?!?
So, i am feeling crushed that nothing has arrived on my desk or for me to sign and receive from the courier.
I know that im stupid to allow myself to imagine such things, set expectations, crash & burn when it doesn't eventuate...but a girl, like myself, would always be hopeful with regards to love...even when we had agreed not to get eachother things for V'day...
I'm one of those people who are suckers for all things lovey-dovey...i'm not asking for a dozen long stem roses (and not that there is anything wrong for a girl to long for them...its a matter of receiving them - thats another issue).
Point being...i would have liked a call by now...or an email...something...anything! An sms maybe? I sent one of those interactive sms to him this morning. Foto...text message...& a recorded message from moi. I didn't even get a "same to you too" reply.
I cooked dinner on Sunday night. I hand crafted a V'day card. I bought him Godiva chocs, as promised but have yet to present them to him. He surprised me on Friday for lunch at Est. and a long stem rose...so he has done his part in terms of spoiling me...but is it too much to want him to say "hi" to me - today of all days?
I gotta admit that another reason why im so sh!tted right now, is the fact that i was under the impression that he was sending me something to my office today. Last week, he asked me if i was moving offices "this" week? Hey, what is a girl to think when her bf asks about specifics in terms of her work address, on the same week V'day falls on??? Why doesnt he just ask me "on" the week to avoid misleading me?!?!?!?
So, i am feeling crushed that nothing has arrived on my desk or for me to sign and receive from the courier.
I know that im stupid to allow myself to imagine such things, set expectations, crash & burn when it doesn't eventuate...but a girl, like myself, would always be hopeful with regards to love...even when we had agreed not to get eachother things for V'day...
Monday, February 06, 2006
things that make you go hmm...
What possess a woman NOT to buy a bra that fits well and helps support their two mounds by buying a bra that is ill fitting, poorly supportive and just blatantly unflattering to their figure???
If you have breasts that can be described as "full" - please, PLEASE, buy a bra that is firmer in fabric and shape to help hold you in. DON'T buy a soft cup bra that allows those two peaks to float everywhere around your top!!! (Think the trailer showing Alyssan Hannigan in her fat suit jumping around with her boobs ending up on her back!)
It is quite alarming the amount of women out there whose breasts point out to their arms instead of just straight to the front. Whereby making them look wider than they really are. It seems very uncomfortable too...as they are walking, it knocks against their arms...doesnt that worry them??? By the time these women hit 40...their boobs will be dangling close to their knees - you should know the adverse effects of gravity on our breasts by now, dont you???
*
This old woman at the trainstation was talking in Chinese, but surprisingly i understood what she was talking about...i didnt mean to eavesdrop...but if you ever heard Chinese/Vietnamese/asian women in their 40's+, talk to eachother, you would realise that even though you are standing 5m away, you can hear them perfectly clear...if you are 50m away, yep...you can still hear them!
Its funny how she was instructing her friend on how to do nail art:
* Turn the TV on or put some music on...you need to free your mind...if you concentrate you wont draw a perfect line and you will have to fix it 4 times before you get it right...
OMG...i wonder if doctors get this type of pep talk prior to doing their first open heart surgery?
*
I'm definitely relocating to Glebe for work...on Feb 24...for 5 whole months...good bye city life...
I guess its good in the sense that i wont be shopping too much?!
heh.
*
Could you deal with the idea that your bf (who supposedly loves you) is choosing his career over you, without you being in the bigger picture?
You didn't ask him to choose one or the other, you just asked if you were thought of.
I think i win this round, hands down!
*
While ordering a birthday cake for my neice, i encounter a weird thing at this cake store. To put a "Hello Kitty" picture on the cake, it will cost an extra $15.00 on top of the already exuberant of $68.00 for a 12" cake. Mind you, its not some fancy 3D picture of Hello Kitty...its just one of those dodgey pictures drawn with some chocolate and filled in with jelly like goo.
If you go to an ordinary asian cake store...for a 12" cake, with the same type of Hello Kitty picture will cost you about $60 in total...(maybe even cheaper...)
When i told my mother the price, she almost choked on the words being uttered...and told me to go to another cake store.
If you have breasts that can be described as "full" - please, PLEASE, buy a bra that is firmer in fabric and shape to help hold you in. DON'T buy a soft cup bra that allows those two peaks to float everywhere around your top!!! (Think the trailer showing Alyssan Hannigan in her fat suit jumping around with her boobs ending up on her back!)
It is quite alarming the amount of women out there whose breasts point out to their arms instead of just straight to the front. Whereby making them look wider than they really are. It seems very uncomfortable too...as they are walking, it knocks against their arms...doesnt that worry them??? By the time these women hit 40...their boobs will be dangling close to their knees - you should know the adverse effects of gravity on our breasts by now, dont you???
This old woman at the trainstation was talking in Chinese, but surprisingly i understood what she was talking about...i didnt mean to eavesdrop...but if you ever heard Chinese/Vietnamese/asian women in their 40's+, talk to eachother, you would realise that even though you are standing 5m away, you can hear them perfectly clear...if you are 50m away, yep...you can still hear them!
Its funny how she was instructing her friend on how to do nail art:
* Turn the TV on or put some music on...you need to free your mind...if you concentrate you wont draw a perfect line and you will have to fix it 4 times before you get it right...
OMG...i wonder if doctors get this type of pep talk prior to doing their first open heart surgery?
I'm definitely relocating to Glebe for work...on Feb 24...for 5 whole months...good bye city life...
I guess its good in the sense that i wont be shopping too much?!
heh.
Could you deal with the idea that your bf (who supposedly loves you) is choosing his career over you, without you being in the bigger picture?
You didn't ask him to choose one or the other, you just asked if you were thought of.
I think i win this round, hands down!
While ordering a birthday cake for my neice, i encounter a weird thing at this cake store. To put a "Hello Kitty" picture on the cake, it will cost an extra $15.00 on top of the already exuberant of $68.00 for a 12" cake. Mind you, its not some fancy 3D picture of Hello Kitty...its just one of those dodgey pictures drawn with some chocolate and filled in with jelly like goo.
If you go to an ordinary asian cake store...for a 12" cake, with the same type of Hello Kitty picture will cost you about $60 in total...(maybe even cheaper...)
When i told my mother the price, she almost choked on the words being uttered...and told me to go to another cake store.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
*special*
I asked my colleague, who is in a different team:
"Why do you get to have 2 flat screen monitors?"
He replies to me with:
"Cos im speciiiiiaaaaallllll! Although, that implies that im handicapped, doesnt it?"
Me:
"hahahahaha...not really."
He then says:
"We just need 2 monitors for important stuff. Like, we need to open many applications all at once...for instance, web browser, email, msn, etc. All the important personal stuff!"
Me:
"Ooooo...I wanna be special too!"
Nah...at the end of the day, i know why they need 2 monitors...its for that one instance where everything goes up the duff...and they need to quickly view whats going wrong with our customer's network! One monitor wouldnt be enough, cos our applications which monitor the networks arent consolidated and they need to open 50 screens to get the full picture!
I sorta like the fact that I have a simple black box...i dont have to be responsible for that crap...i moved away from dealing with client network problems...and i dont want to go back to it! And thankfully, i dont have to...for now.
I'm so special (sarcasm inserted here) that i will be moving where the developers are being relocated to. *great - forehead slap* I was suppose to go to World Square...but they dont have much desk space left in the office...and since im a contractor, im not important to them...only to my manager. But the "team" are all going to Glebe...and since im part of that team...im going to Glebe too...not the nice shopping strip end of Glebe...but the dodgy industrial end of Glebe...away from public transport...My manager will be spreading her time between World Square and Glebe. Which was what I thought i was going to do...so I could "base" myself at World Square...but i guess not now!
=(
I have a thing with the developers...its not that i hate them...but they have this attitude, where they think that they are "holier than thou" sorta thing...
Example - I had just joined the team, I hadnt played around with the applications they used, cos I wasnt sure which apps were live or not. But, i had noticed some changes and inquired in a meeting where all of the developers were present, to ask who made the modifications? And if they could tell me whom, it would be much appreciated (as i needed to update a register my manager asked me to set up)!
One of the developers turns around and instead of giving me a Yes/No...says to me: "You know you can run a query and find out who did what - you do know that right?!"
I felt like telling him:
"Mate - its my fudging second day on this project, I havent had a chance to play around with queries to figure out who made changes to what. Since we are having a bloody team meeting right now, couldnt you just tell me, a simple yes or no? Like, cut down my time spent on playing with queries by just answering my fudging question???"
But i obviously didnt say that, and i could only grin and bear it, while my manager who was baffled asked: "You can do that? How come no one told me?" (My sentiments exactly...how come no one told me that this was possible when it was handed over to me?!)
The actual procedure is to CC me on everything so that an automated email gets sent to me and i will know instantly what was modified!!! And i was only informed that i was able to do this, about 2 weeks later.
*head against the wall*
Our next release is suppose to go into UAT by the end of this month...things dont look too good. Bloody developers...you know, contrary to what you may think of geeky developers...they dont sit silently in a corner and bash keys all day. They also sit around in a circle, like the knights of camelot and are able to talk your ears off! I think they silently think that they are knights when they sit around like that...but one thing is true...they dont document anything! Ever known a developer to be good with documentation?
Better yet, ever known a developer who delivered only what was asked of them in the specifications without, i repeat, without any form of funky enhancements (that were not requested by the stakeholders)???
Let me clear something up...L, E and i are in fact programmers. We graduated uni with pretty much programming degrees. But we are not developers/programmers...the only one who is remotely close to doing programming-ish, in a way, is L with her testing role. Her main objective is to break what they make...so that doesnt really count. I co-ordinate and manage people in the telco industry. While E, he doesnt even work in IT - which i think is the best thing for him. *LoL*
So, i do understand developers/programmers to an extent...and i dont hate them, i just dont like the way these guys patronise me. I dont claim to be an expert...on anything, i just work hard and im efficient. I just dont like that they have assumed that i dont have an IT background and that im just some junior doing reports fresh from a secretarial stint somewhere!
*grrr*
"Why do you get to have 2 flat screen monitors?"
He replies to me with:
"Cos im speciiiiiaaaaallllll! Although, that implies that im handicapped, doesnt it?"
Me:
"hahahahaha...not really."
He then says:
"We just need 2 monitors for important stuff. Like, we need to open many applications all at once...for instance, web browser, email, msn, etc. All the important personal stuff!"
Me:
"Ooooo...I wanna be special too!"
Nah...at the end of the day, i know why they need 2 monitors...its for that one instance where everything goes up the duff...and they need to quickly view whats going wrong with our customer's network! One monitor wouldnt be enough, cos our applications which monitor the networks arent consolidated and they need to open 50 screens to get the full picture!
I sorta like the fact that I have a simple black box...i dont have to be responsible for that crap...i moved away from dealing with client network problems...and i dont want to go back to it! And thankfully, i dont have to...for now.
I'm so special (sarcasm inserted here) that i will be moving where the developers are being relocated to. *great - forehead slap* I was suppose to go to World Square...but they dont have much desk space left in the office...and since im a contractor, im not important to them...only to my manager. But the "team" are all going to Glebe...and since im part of that team...im going to Glebe too...not the nice shopping strip end of Glebe...but the dodgy industrial end of Glebe...away from public transport...My manager will be spreading her time between World Square and Glebe. Which was what I thought i was going to do...so I could "base" myself at World Square...but i guess not now!
=(
I have a thing with the developers...its not that i hate them...but they have this attitude, where they think that they are "holier than thou" sorta thing...
Example - I had just joined the team, I hadnt played around with the applications they used, cos I wasnt sure which apps were live or not. But, i had noticed some changes and inquired in a meeting where all of the developers were present, to ask who made the modifications? And if they could tell me whom, it would be much appreciated (as i needed to update a register my manager asked me to set up)!
One of the developers turns around and instead of giving me a Yes/No...says to me: "You know you can run a query and find out who did what - you do know that right?!"
I felt like telling him:
"Mate - its my fudging second day on this project, I havent had a chance to play around with queries to figure out who made changes to what. Since we are having a bloody team meeting right now, couldnt you just tell me, a simple yes or no? Like, cut down my time spent on playing with queries by just answering my fudging question???"
But i obviously didnt say that, and i could only grin and bear it, while my manager who was baffled asked: "You can do that? How come no one told me?" (My sentiments exactly...how come no one told me that this was possible when it was handed over to me?!)
The actual procedure is to CC me on everything so that an automated email gets sent to me and i will know instantly what was modified!!! And i was only informed that i was able to do this, about 2 weeks later.
*head against the wall*
Our next release is suppose to go into UAT by the end of this month...things dont look too good. Bloody developers...you know, contrary to what you may think of geeky developers...they dont sit silently in a corner and bash keys all day. They also sit around in a circle, like the knights of camelot and are able to talk your ears off! I think they silently think that they are knights when they sit around like that...but one thing is true...they dont document anything! Ever known a developer to be good with documentation?
Better yet, ever known a developer who delivered only what was asked of them in the specifications without, i repeat, without any form of funky enhancements (that were not requested by the stakeholders)???
Let me clear something up...L, E and i are in fact programmers. We graduated uni with pretty much programming degrees. But we are not developers/programmers...the only one who is remotely close to doing programming-ish, in a way, is L with her testing role. Her main objective is to break what they make...so that doesnt really count. I co-ordinate and manage people in the telco industry. While E, he doesnt even work in IT - which i think is the best thing for him. *LoL*
So, i do understand developers/programmers to an extent...and i dont hate them, i just dont like the way these guys patronise me. I dont claim to be an expert...on anything, i just work hard and im efficient. I just dont like that they have assumed that i dont have an IT background and that im just some junior doing reports fresh from a secretarial stint somewhere!
*grrr*
Friday, January 20, 2006
Friends to the end...
L sends an email to me around lunch yesterday saying:
"gimme a yell when you are going home, I've got something for you."
Right before I leave work I quickly call her mobile and the first thing I ask is:
"is it good, bad or ugly?"
She knows what I mean, and tells me to go over to her corner.
I ask, her corner or my corner? What I mean is, her corner being corner of Bond & Pitt, or mine, which is Corner of Bond and George?
She said to me "thats it, meet me in my lobby!"
Which really means her corner anyway...
I rush out of my building and she walks outside her lobby to greet me with a box of 50 chupa chups!
That was the something she wanted to give me.
I cracked up laughing and she explains that E gave her a carton from his work.
I asked to look at her funky new phone and just as I hold it, E calls L.
I answer it and he starts talking in a dead tone and sooo doesnt realise its me not L...(im so insulted!)...I tell him that he isnt talking to who he thinks he is talking to...*RoFL*
And then I tell him that I should get off the phone as the handsfree was still attached to the phone which was attached to L and i was talking to her boobs!
*RoFL*
See, I can only say such things to my true friends...
*^_^*
"gimme a yell when you are going home, I've got something for you."
Right before I leave work I quickly call her mobile and the first thing I ask is:
"is it good, bad or ugly?"
She knows what I mean, and tells me to go over to her corner.
I ask, her corner or my corner? What I mean is, her corner being corner of Bond & Pitt, or mine, which is Corner of Bond and George?
She said to me "thats it, meet me in my lobby!"
Which really means her corner anyway...
I rush out of my building and she walks outside her lobby to greet me with a box of 50 chupa chups!
That was the something she wanted to give me.
I cracked up laughing and she explains that E gave her a carton from his work.
I asked to look at her funky new phone and just as I hold it, E calls L.
I answer it and he starts talking in a dead tone and sooo doesnt realise its me not L...(im so insulted!)...I tell him that he isnt talking to who he thinks he is talking to...*RoFL*
And then I tell him that I should get off the phone as the handsfree was still attached to the phone which was attached to L and i was talking to her boobs!
*RoFL*
See, I can only say such things to my true friends...
*^_^*
Thursday, January 19, 2006
two things...
As i was leaving Fitness First, there was this lady who just came through the turnstyles and it was funny. It was like she was Clark Kent changing into his Superman outfit - she was ripping her business shirt off as she ran down the stairs.
I never knew people were THAT desperate to go to the gym!
(Although, i secretly think she was running late for a class...but anyway...desperation seems funnier!)
*LoL*
Bamboodle has a restaurant in Parramatta now...Opposite the old entrance to Village in Westfields on Church St. Its a really yummy place you must try.
Think of Sumo Salad, but with noodles or rice.
I had the spinach noodle with vegies and tofu with chilli jam sauce...and ooohhh it was YUM!!!
*^_^*
They have the traditional noodles, your egg, rice, etc...and normal sauces too...
Did i mention that the waiters and chefs are cute? Well, they are...and uno what? after getting a bite there, you can go over to Max Brenner on the other side of the new Parramatta Westfield Wing...
My gosh, how the times are changing...it seems i soon wont have to venture to far to have some of the things i really love!
I never knew people were THAT desperate to go to the gym!
(Although, i secretly think she was running late for a class...but anyway...desperation seems funnier!)
*LoL*
Bamboodle has a restaurant in Parramatta now...Opposite the old entrance to Village in Westfields on Church St. Its a really yummy place you must try.
Think of Sumo Salad, but with noodles or rice.
I had the spinach noodle with vegies and tofu with chilli jam sauce...and ooohhh it was YUM!!!
*^_^*
They have the traditional noodles, your egg, rice, etc...and normal sauces too...
Did i mention that the waiters and chefs are cute? Well, they are...and uno what? after getting a bite there, you can go over to Max Brenner on the other side of the new Parramatta Westfield Wing...
My gosh, how the times are changing...it seems i soon wont have to venture to far to have some of the things i really love!
Hope
"Good luck tonight c.... hope she tells u the truth"
23/08/04, 16:56:35
I had hoped she would too...and in my face, she blatantly lied.
I have kept that message that came from a very good friend who was looking out for me, as much as i was looking out for him and the rest of the group.
Its 2006 and i only just deleted it off my mobile.
Since my best friend and i parted ways over her less than tactful actions, I haven't tried to contact her, nor, has she ever tried to contact me.
In my eyes, I was and still am a better person. I wasn't going to lower my standards to accomodate her and accept the hurt she had caused.
Its funny, I had bumped into her sister late last year...and im sure she knows what had happened...Even their parents would have noticed that I stopped being an addition to their family! I didnt think her sister would talk to me, since blood is thicker than water, uno...but she did, we just had a quick chat...about me, about her, about work...we didnt speak of her sister...and im glad we didnt have to get into messy details.
Later, K told me that the sister had always been on my side...telling her sister: "what do you expect when you lie to your best friend?"
I thought i had let go of things a long while ago, I obviously had not full heartedly done so, since I kept that message until today.
Best friends come and go...lesson learned.
After that incident, the number of true friends dwindled. It doesnt really bother me, cos at heart I like being on my own just as much as I like to spend it with others, which really means that I can spread myself around evenly these days.
I was thinking lately, well really just last night...
If I was to get married, I know who i would ask to be my bridesmaids. They know who they are, cos i've told them already.
I thought about my Hen's night...I'd love for L, V, M, K, LN, A, and all my cousins to be there, so thats about 10-15 girls really. But I would not be able to have a party without E attending. So, there is a dilemma here. E isnt gay...and Hen's nights are just for girls, right...would E have to pretend to be gay for the night?
Dont think he would be too happy with that! *LoL*
When my hairdresser was cutting my hair, we were chatting about his kids, while i was chatting about my neices. He said he wished he was younger when he had his boys, like how my brother is 30 this year and Chloe is turning 5. While he is 40 this year and his oldest son will only be 3. Thats his only regret...he wont be able to play with his sons as much as my brother will be able to be active in Chloe's and Aimee's life.
He said his wife also regrets not having the boys earlier too...she will be 30 this year and that shocked me a little. At 30, she is feeling tired and weathered from the boys. She thinks that she would be more well equipped if she was in her mid 20's now and chasing after the 3 year old, while nursing the baby.
Driving to work, on 2dayFM...they were discussing the right age for women to have children. One lady called and she had her first when she was 20-something, another in late 20's and another at 36. She said it was easier when she was younger - MUCH easier.
If you ask mothers that, I think that is something they would agree on. My mother keeps talking about how stars bounce right back from having babies...but she always notes that thats only their first baby...or its only #2...when they have #3...thats when it goes down hill...your body doesnt snap back after that!
Something to think about.
I can't believe im fudging thinking about my biological clock.
There is hope on the horizon for my mother after all...
23/08/04, 16:56:35
I had hoped she would too...and in my face, she blatantly lied.
I have kept that message that came from a very good friend who was looking out for me, as much as i was looking out for him and the rest of the group.
Its 2006 and i only just deleted it off my mobile.
Since my best friend and i parted ways over her less than tactful actions, I haven't tried to contact her, nor, has she ever tried to contact me.
In my eyes, I was and still am a better person. I wasn't going to lower my standards to accomodate her and accept the hurt she had caused.
Its funny, I had bumped into her sister late last year...and im sure she knows what had happened...Even their parents would have noticed that I stopped being an addition to their family! I didnt think her sister would talk to me, since blood is thicker than water, uno...but she did, we just had a quick chat...about me, about her, about work...we didnt speak of her sister...and im glad we didnt have to get into messy details.
Later, K told me that the sister had always been on my side...telling her sister: "what do you expect when you lie to your best friend?"
I thought i had let go of things a long while ago, I obviously had not full heartedly done so, since I kept that message until today.
Best friends come and go...lesson learned.
After that incident, the number of true friends dwindled. It doesnt really bother me, cos at heart I like being on my own just as much as I like to spend it with others, which really means that I can spread myself around evenly these days.
I was thinking lately, well really just last night...
If I was to get married, I know who i would ask to be my bridesmaids. They know who they are, cos i've told them already.
I thought about my Hen's night...I'd love for L, V, M, K, LN, A, and all my cousins to be there, so thats about 10-15 girls really. But I would not be able to have a party without E attending. So, there is a dilemma here. E isnt gay...and Hen's nights are just for girls, right...would E have to pretend to be gay for the night?
Dont think he would be too happy with that! *LoL*
When my hairdresser was cutting my hair, we were chatting about his kids, while i was chatting about my neices. He said he wished he was younger when he had his boys, like how my brother is 30 this year and Chloe is turning 5. While he is 40 this year and his oldest son will only be 3. Thats his only regret...he wont be able to play with his sons as much as my brother will be able to be active in Chloe's and Aimee's life.
He said his wife also regrets not having the boys earlier too...she will be 30 this year and that shocked me a little. At 30, she is feeling tired and weathered from the boys. She thinks that she would be more well equipped if she was in her mid 20's now and chasing after the 3 year old, while nursing the baby.
Driving to work, on 2dayFM...they were discussing the right age for women to have children. One lady called and she had her first when she was 20-something, another in late 20's and another at 36. She said it was easier when she was younger - MUCH easier.
If you ask mothers that, I think that is something they would agree on. My mother keeps talking about how stars bounce right back from having babies...but she always notes that thats only their first baby...or its only #2...when they have #3...thats when it goes down hill...your body doesnt snap back after that!
Something to think about.
I can't believe im fudging thinking about my biological clock.
There is hope on the horizon for my mother after all...
Little river...
Between two mountains lay a River,
Strong and beautiful she streamed.
The Sun comes out,
the River bathes in His warmth.
Then the Cloud comes out
to replenish the River.
Life travels in a circle,
The River transcends and grows.
There are banks beside it,
Lush and green.
Fields of flowers,
Smiling gleefully.
One day the Sun was angry
filled with wrath.
Turned against the River,
Her stream no more.
The water she harboured,
Was less than a trickle to spare.
The Cloud, seeing the Sun turn on the River,
Tried to help by weeping.
But no amount of tears from the Cloud
Could help the River return to her glory.
Now the grass and flowers are dying,
All the life is gone between the Mountains.
Strong and beautiful she streamed.
The Sun comes out,
the River bathes in His warmth.
Then the Cloud comes out
to replenish the River.
Life travels in a circle,
The River transcends and grows.
There are banks beside it,
Lush and green.
Fields of flowers,
Smiling gleefully.
One day the Sun was angry
filled with wrath.
Turned against the River,
Her stream no more.
The water she harboured,
Was less than a trickle to spare.
The Cloud, seeing the Sun turn on the River,
Tried to help by weeping.
But no amount of tears from the Cloud
Could help the River return to her glory.
Now the grass and flowers are dying,
All the life is gone between the Mountains.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
LOOKS
Journos have commented that Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie's baby will be a vision of perfection. With the genetics of Mr Pitt and Ms Jolie, supposedly, the baby cant do wrong in the looks department.
(1) I dont think Mr Pitt is the most perfect looking man on this earth...albeit, i may be the only woman who thinks this...but thats my 2 cents.
(2) I also dont think that Ms Jolie is a vision of perfection compared to all the women on this earth...her lips just dont do it for me!
Question: Is it possible, even though you are genetically pre-disposed to looking good (cos both your parents look good), but you turn out like a complete ugmo...looking similar to your second cousin twice removed from some distant land of nowhere?
I mean, both my parents are good looking people and my brothers have grown up to be good looking men...I, as the only daughter, turned out...well...not quite so good looking? Unfortunately, in terms of body I didnt receive many genes from mum's side...i'm more like daddy's girl...I look more like my aunts (from dad's side) in that department!
Facial features, im a blend of both parents, while one brother looks like dad, and the other like mum. So, I guess that makes me look like the fugly confused one?!
I catch the train and there are a group of spanish women sitting together, they seem like friends from when they were young...they are all in their late 40's - 50's but i think they have aged gracefully. No nips or tucks. They are well dressed and well presented, they may have dyed their hair colour and they wear make up - and so they should!
I sit there thinking, while they chat furiously amongst themselves, how beautiful they must have looked when they were younger. You can still see in their face the beauty that they possess. Its a bit amazing to see a whole group of women who are friends that are so attractive and have aged attractively too. I mean if they can wear jeans and make it look good, at their age...thats amazing!
I have been stumped at how much my mother has changed over the years. Nothing unattractive and i'm not saying that she hasnt aged with grace...to be honest, if i could look like her at the age of 50...i'd say God was being extra kind to me!
For a grandmother of two, she is looking mighty fine! I think it helps that you have a smaller petite frame when you are younger, so that as you get older and you put on weight, it just looks like you gained curves in all the right places.
I guess mum was a size 4-6 when she had my older brother...about a 6-8 when she had me...then she went to about a size 8-10 after my little brother. Right about now, I would say that she is a size 10-12. From behind, i dont think you would be able to tell that she is a 50-something old woman with 3 children and 2 grandchildren. You'd be more inclined to guess that she was a 30-something woman with maybe 2 young kids at home.
Heh...funny that.
Do you ever wonder what it would be like if you were taller, smaller, fatter, skinnier, wider here, thinner there, bigger/smaller boobs, bigger/smaller bottoms, tiny tiny waist, bigger hips, etc?
Then stop to think "eh, im fine the way i am..."
Then after reading something, wonder what your future beholds???
In this months Cosmo, there is an article showing you (with some computer generated-) pictures the effects of alcohol and smoking on your face. And crikey...its a horrible look for the future...thankfully i dont smoke and drinking is not even minimal...its quite negligible. But nonetheless...I wonder what effects it would have on my looks all the passive smoking i have been imposed on all those years?!
Will i be fat and wrinkly like those pictures of those women???
>_<
And what about the whole, "you look as old as you feel"???
I currently feel like im 18 y/o...do i really look 18? I think the bags under my eyes will reveal my true age. Oh, the stoopid eye bags! And i can honestly say that the bouncers at bars/clubs stopped checking my id when i was about 19!
=P
So, why am i talking about all this sh!t about looks?!
Well, looks are important. I'm superficial...and so is everyone else. Not like that! More like...I want my guy to think that im the most beautiful woman he has ever met, whether or not that incapsulates personality, but i want him to think that way of me. I dont care about how he looks, but i do sort of! (If you get what i mean?) If he has won my heart, and thinks that im beautiful, I will think of him as the most perfect man on earth. Doing nice things, showing how much he cares, when he acts selflessly...every good deed magically erases whatever i found unattractive on the outside.
I dont know if this works for everyone, but it works for me...does this make me less superficial???
hmm...
Guess not!
Just to tie up this whole blog about nothing together...Baby Pitt/Jolie will be an attractive kid, i dont doubt it...but whether the baby will be the hottest babe on earth, i beg to differ...my neices are all gorgeous perfections!
=P
(1) I dont think Mr Pitt is the most perfect looking man on this earth...albeit, i may be the only woman who thinks this...but thats my 2 cents.
(2) I also dont think that Ms Jolie is a vision of perfection compared to all the women on this earth...her lips just dont do it for me!
Question: Is it possible, even though you are genetically pre-disposed to looking good (cos both your parents look good), but you turn out like a complete ugmo...looking similar to your second cousin twice removed from some distant land of nowhere?
I mean, both my parents are good looking people and my brothers have grown up to be good looking men...I, as the only daughter, turned out...well...not quite so good looking? Unfortunately, in terms of body I didnt receive many genes from mum's side...i'm more like daddy's girl...I look more like my aunts (from dad's side) in that department!
Facial features, im a blend of both parents, while one brother looks like dad, and the other like mum. So, I guess that makes me look like the fugly confused one?!
I catch the train and there are a group of spanish women sitting together, they seem like friends from when they were young...they are all in their late 40's - 50's but i think they have aged gracefully. No nips or tucks. They are well dressed and well presented, they may have dyed their hair colour and they wear make up - and so they should!
I sit there thinking, while they chat furiously amongst themselves, how beautiful they must have looked when they were younger. You can still see in their face the beauty that they possess. Its a bit amazing to see a whole group of women who are friends that are so attractive and have aged attractively too. I mean if they can wear jeans and make it look good, at their age...thats amazing!
I have been stumped at how much my mother has changed over the years. Nothing unattractive and i'm not saying that she hasnt aged with grace...to be honest, if i could look like her at the age of 50...i'd say God was being extra kind to me!
For a grandmother of two, she is looking mighty fine! I think it helps that you have a smaller petite frame when you are younger, so that as you get older and you put on weight, it just looks like you gained curves in all the right places.
I guess mum was a size 4-6 when she had my older brother...about a 6-8 when she had me...then she went to about a size 8-10 after my little brother. Right about now, I would say that she is a size 10-12. From behind, i dont think you would be able to tell that she is a 50-something old woman with 3 children and 2 grandchildren. You'd be more inclined to guess that she was a 30-something woman with maybe 2 young kids at home.
Heh...funny that.
Do you ever wonder what it would be like if you were taller, smaller, fatter, skinnier, wider here, thinner there, bigger/smaller boobs, bigger/smaller bottoms, tiny tiny waist, bigger hips, etc?
Then stop to think "eh, im fine the way i am..."
Then after reading something, wonder what your future beholds???
In this months Cosmo, there is an article showing you (with some computer generated-) pictures the effects of alcohol and smoking on your face. And crikey...its a horrible look for the future...thankfully i dont smoke and drinking is not even minimal...its quite negligible. But nonetheless...I wonder what effects it would have on my looks all the passive smoking i have been imposed on all those years?!
Will i be fat and wrinkly like those pictures of those women???
>_<
And what about the whole, "you look as old as you feel"???
I currently feel like im 18 y/o...do i really look 18? I think the bags under my eyes will reveal my true age. Oh, the stoopid eye bags! And i can honestly say that the bouncers at bars/clubs stopped checking my id when i was about 19!
=P
So, why am i talking about all this sh!t about looks?!
Well, looks are important. I'm superficial...and so is everyone else. Not like that! More like...I want my guy to think that im the most beautiful woman he has ever met, whether or not that incapsulates personality, but i want him to think that way of me. I dont care about how he looks, but i do sort of! (If you get what i mean?) If he has won my heart, and thinks that im beautiful, I will think of him as the most perfect man on earth. Doing nice things, showing how much he cares, when he acts selflessly...every good deed magically erases whatever i found unattractive on the outside.
I dont know if this works for everyone, but it works for me...does this make me less superficial???
hmm...
Guess not!
Just to tie up this whole blog about nothing together...Baby Pitt/Jolie will be an attractive kid, i dont doubt it...but whether the baby will be the hottest babe on earth, i beg to differ...my neices are all gorgeous perfections!
=P
Friday, January 13, 2006
So you've had a bad day...
I like that song...the film clip is cute.
There is nothing cute about going to work at 7am in the morning on the train, noticing how ironically it looks like 5pm in Winter. I felt like i was going in the wrong direction at the wrong time of the day. Its so overcast, the lights at each train station is lit brightly. When the train stopped at Granville, i thought i should go home...take me home damn u!!!
I've been avoiding the possibility of another blood clot in my legs...this time its not just in my left leg, im feeling weird sensations in my right leg too. But its not painful like the DVT i found last year (from breaking my ankle and being in a cast). Funny thing uno, i had been doing heaps of stuff to prevent this from happening. I had been exercising regularly, taking asprin before, during, and after flight, doing those exercises in flight and did a lot of walking while in SG and KL...SO? Well, i have to get a doppler done on both my legs...the doctor agrees that i may be paranoid over some muscular or nerve spasms...but we'll get the doppler done to ease my mind and rule out another DVT. Like WTF! Last year was bad enough...I thought this year would present new beginnings of better things to come!
*grrr*
On another ironic note. A friend asked me where he could get cheap eats for a group of 15-20 people. He said that he was looking at Indian or Middle Eastern cuisine. I thought back to E's 20th birthday...which was actually after the Sydney Olympics when L & E met...and L introduced E to me. We went to Sahara's in Burwood and there was a belly dancer who G was getting really acquainted with...
This flush of memory, remains vivid in my mind...funny thing is, it was over 5 years ago. After i told my friend about it, i quickly called E and told him about it...we have been friends for a very long time now...and the memories are still fresh...
BUT darn it, we are freakin old!!! and E & L are even older farts since they are turning 26 this year, while im just meeting my quarter life crisis.
Saturday 14 January
I wake up and im washing my face...my brother asks my mum when i had the accident? I think to myself, wtf is he talking about...its too early to be arguing about who caused what accident...
My mother asks me, did you scratch your car yesterday? (At this point im about to tell my lil brother off as he was driving my car yesterday)...I start swearing...storm out to look at my car and on the front bumper i see this horrendous scratch mark...3 lines...all white...im like: WTF?!?! I havent been in any accident...i havent scratched my car on my own...i have been really good actually, taking the defensive driving approach...and then i question whether it was my lil brother...and to be honest, he is careful...
I continue to swear as i walk back into the house...my older brother said "it looks like someone hit you"...so obviously it was a hit and run and of course they wouldnt leave their insurance details behind!!! I'm SOOOOO PISSED OFF!!! I assume it happened some time this week...either Wednesday or Thursday...while I parked my car at the trainstation car park! *FUDGE*
I manage to calm down after taking mum grocery shopping in the morning...then i got my hair cut!
Let my rave about something good that came out of the day...
I went to my hairdressers and it seems like its been nearly 3 years since i actually got a proper cut...i have been getting trims but i was trying to grow my hair out and level all the layers so that my hair would all be one length...but 2 years of having dead straight hair in which you cant do much but tie it up...i want to do something to it that would give it a bit of style, but keep the length.
So he trimmed off about 5 cms, and he gave me a fringe...nothing flat, all layery and sweeping to one side...he texturised my hair by cutting my hair twice (its a lengthy task at hand, but a very good technique...he usually avoids doing it since it takes so long, but he did it for me, cos im SPECIAL!) *LoL*
It was pretty scary to see him "texturising" my hair...cos it seemed like he was lopping a lot of it off...and he did actually lop a lot off...but thankfully, i have heaps of hair!
The lady who washes hair and does the blow drying...she was sweeping my hair up off the floor and tapped me on my shoulder to show me how much was there and she said "look there is sooo much hair, its enough for 3 people". Her dustpan was too full to sweep it all up in one go...she had to do it twice.
Afterwards, i was pretty happy, he kept the same length but my head was soo much lighter...no more headaches from carrying too much hair on my head (yes, i was starting to get headaches, which now have disappeared...so im assuming it was from carrying so much weight on my head)...I believe it takes less time to air dry my hair now, not like the hours upon hours it use to take...
After the haircut, i went home and got ready for dinner at Bistro Lilly at the Observatory Tower, The Rocks. The restaurant seemed nice and seductive...and i really enjoyed my barramundi...the flesh came off the skin so easily...and it tasted really fresh! I really loved their dark chocolate frozen mousse that came with the strawberry brulee...it was lip smacking yum!
Only gripe would be that their toilets really sucked. In my opinion, part of fine dining is the whole experience...the better the restaurant...the better the facilities, which include the toilets. It seems that Bistro Lilly's toilet is the adjoined toiled from the rest of the Observatory Tower...which is a shame...
My bf didnt like the service he was getting from (what it seemed like) the only waiter who was looking after the customers. I didnt like him either (but i dont usually like the service unless its impeccable), he seemed to treat my bf more hostile than he treated me.
Its okay, but i dont think i would ever go there again...
We were planning on going to the Domain for the Jazz...but it seemed windy and we couldnt find parking...and i was wearing heels and i didnt really want to walk far if we happened to find a parking spot that was far from the Domain...so we just headed home after dinner...
It was all for his birthday...Friday night watching Les Arts Saut - Ola Kala...and Dinner on Saturday night...He didnt seem to appreciate it much...even after all the planning and sending out of invitation...*sigh*...
There is nothing cute about going to work at 7am in the morning on the train, noticing how ironically it looks like 5pm in Winter. I felt like i was going in the wrong direction at the wrong time of the day. Its so overcast, the lights at each train station is lit brightly. When the train stopped at Granville, i thought i should go home...take me home damn u!!!
I've been avoiding the possibility of another blood clot in my legs...this time its not just in my left leg, im feeling weird sensations in my right leg too. But its not painful like the DVT i found last year (from breaking my ankle and being in a cast). Funny thing uno, i had been doing heaps of stuff to prevent this from happening. I had been exercising regularly, taking asprin before, during, and after flight, doing those exercises in flight and did a lot of walking while in SG and KL...SO? Well, i have to get a doppler done on both my legs...the doctor agrees that i may be paranoid over some muscular or nerve spasms...but we'll get the doppler done to ease my mind and rule out another DVT. Like WTF! Last year was bad enough...I thought this year would present new beginnings of better things to come!
*grrr*
On another ironic note. A friend asked me where he could get cheap eats for a group of 15-20 people. He said that he was looking at Indian or Middle Eastern cuisine. I thought back to E's 20th birthday...which was actually after the Sydney Olympics when L & E met...and L introduced E to me. We went to Sahara's in Burwood and there was a belly dancer who G was getting really acquainted with...
This flush of memory, remains vivid in my mind...funny thing is, it was over 5 years ago. After i told my friend about it, i quickly called E and told him about it...we have been friends for a very long time now...and the memories are still fresh...
BUT darn it, we are freakin old!!! and E & L are even older farts since they are turning 26 this year, while im just meeting my quarter life crisis.
Saturday 14 January
I wake up and im washing my face...my brother asks my mum when i had the accident? I think to myself, wtf is he talking about...its too early to be arguing about who caused what accident...
My mother asks me, did you scratch your car yesterday? (At this point im about to tell my lil brother off as he was driving my car yesterday)...I start swearing...storm out to look at my car and on the front bumper i see this horrendous scratch mark...3 lines...all white...im like: WTF?!?! I havent been in any accident...i havent scratched my car on my own...i have been really good actually, taking the defensive driving approach...and then i question whether it was my lil brother...and to be honest, he is careful...
I continue to swear as i walk back into the house...my older brother said "it looks like someone hit you"...so obviously it was a hit and run and of course they wouldnt leave their insurance details behind!!! I'm SOOOOO PISSED OFF!!! I assume it happened some time this week...either Wednesday or Thursday...while I parked my car at the trainstation car park! *FUDGE*
I manage to calm down after taking mum grocery shopping in the morning...then i got my hair cut!
Let my rave about something good that came out of the day...
I went to my hairdressers and it seems like its been nearly 3 years since i actually got a proper cut...i have been getting trims but i was trying to grow my hair out and level all the layers so that my hair would all be one length...but 2 years of having dead straight hair in which you cant do much but tie it up...i want to do something to it that would give it a bit of style, but keep the length.
So he trimmed off about 5 cms, and he gave me a fringe...nothing flat, all layery and sweeping to one side...he texturised my hair by cutting my hair twice (its a lengthy task at hand, but a very good technique...he usually avoids doing it since it takes so long, but he did it for me, cos im SPECIAL!) *LoL*
It was pretty scary to see him "texturising" my hair...cos it seemed like he was lopping a lot of it off...and he did actually lop a lot off...but thankfully, i have heaps of hair!
The lady who washes hair and does the blow drying...she was sweeping my hair up off the floor and tapped me on my shoulder to show me how much was there and she said "look there is sooo much hair, its enough for 3 people". Her dustpan was too full to sweep it all up in one go...she had to do it twice.
Afterwards, i was pretty happy, he kept the same length but my head was soo much lighter...no more headaches from carrying too much hair on my head (yes, i was starting to get headaches, which now have disappeared...so im assuming it was from carrying so much weight on my head)...I believe it takes less time to air dry my hair now, not like the hours upon hours it use to take...
After the haircut, i went home and got ready for dinner at Bistro Lilly at the Observatory Tower, The Rocks. The restaurant seemed nice and seductive...and i really enjoyed my barramundi...the flesh came off the skin so easily...and it tasted really fresh! I really loved their dark chocolate frozen mousse that came with the strawberry brulee...it was lip smacking yum!
Only gripe would be that their toilets really sucked. In my opinion, part of fine dining is the whole experience...the better the restaurant...the better the facilities, which include the toilets. It seems that Bistro Lilly's toilet is the adjoined toiled from the rest of the Observatory Tower...which is a shame...
My bf didnt like the service he was getting from (what it seemed like) the only waiter who was looking after the customers. I didnt like him either (but i dont usually like the service unless its impeccable), he seemed to treat my bf more hostile than he treated me.
Its okay, but i dont think i would ever go there again...
We were planning on going to the Domain for the Jazz...but it seemed windy and we couldnt find parking...and i was wearing heels and i didnt really want to walk far if we happened to find a parking spot that was far from the Domain...so we just headed home after dinner...
It was all for his birthday...Friday night watching Les Arts Saut - Ola Kala...and Dinner on Saturday night...He didnt seem to appreciate it much...even after all the planning and sending out of invitation...*sigh*...
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Isn't it like, against company policy?
I went to a wedding on Saturday night and it was really enjoyable. I got all dolled up and he told me that i looked "pretty"...
*^_^*
Afterwards, we went to the casino and i was talking to a "girlfried" of one of his friends. She happens to know my friends (sisters) from primary school (small world)...and she told me about the fact that they were so close, these sisters are like best friends. And so if they got bfs, their bfs had better get along with eachother!
Which is true.
I was sort of baffled though. I knew they dated and met people frequently. What i was baffled with, is where do they meet these guys?
In your mid 20's...you have your friends...and you have met all of their friends...most friends are getting comfy in their relationships and you tend not to meet that many "new" people anymore...short of hanging at a bar and waiting for a guy to chat you up, where else would you meet a quality guy?
The girlfriend said that our mutual friends had met all of the guys they dated or were seeing through their work friends!
*ding*
Now the thought is foreign to me...I work with engineers who are older than i am...not too old, but are in relationships themselves or married, etc. And most of the time, these guys work weird shifts, all depending on what needs to be done on the project. So, you dont have the Friday night work drinks on a regular basis to hang with them and meet their friends.
But you see, in the finance industry...you can...and so it seems, it is encouraged to date even your workmates!
This is based on what i was told by the girlfriend.
She said that her company, especially when they get new graduates, sort of push two chummy people together in hope that it sparks romance...(starting to sound like a game and the more kablueys you get the better)...
They love the gossip in the company...its not frowned upon...seniors in the company go out with juniors and its not looked upon as weird. Its like a meat market at work...is this why the women who work in the industry always look immaculate and hot in their tight business skirts and blouse and high stilettos?
I understand if you become really good friends with your workmates, that you hang out on Friday nights for drinks and meet some of their friends and the friend gets attracted to you and then you go out with their friend and it snowballs from there...
That sounds okay to me, and i guess its an avenue to look into if you are single...
But dating workmates at work...especially someone superior in the hierarchy is just *ugh* to me.
Although, the girlfriend said that there could be up to 180 in your division and if you go out with someone from another division, its like another world. If you argue with your bf and go to work, i guess with that amount of people you can avoid him...but to me, its icky.
A workmate asked me out at my old workplace and I said no simply because of the whole work thing (not to mention some other stuff, but the work thing was enough for me to say no)...it sounds wrong and it felt wrong to me to go out with him, even though he was in a different department.
I guess i could possibly feel different about the idea if there was a cute single guy at work who was flirting with me and i was single and had been single for a very long time and really wanted to be in a relationship (all hypotheticals)...
But i always thought there were company policies against dating your workmates? And when did these policies just fade to nothing, seeing as their not being put into place in some companies?
At work now, there is an implementation manager going out with a project coordinator and since she started after me, I was able to observe the relationship unfold. It seems like it was love at first sight for the both of them when they met. The relationship works well, he is usually out of the office while she works on another project, but they sit close by and our manager, who oversees all of us doesnt seem to mind it one bit. It doesnt affect their work and i havent witnessed them have any ugly fights...so its not like its impossible to have a relationship with someone, even in a small company.
So, i guess this means that there is potential in the whole "dating your workmate" thing...if your company is cool with it.
You do spend a huge chunk of your life with your workmates...its not surprising that the relationship can change to something more than just friendship.
But i prefer the idea of hanging with your workmates socially and perhaps meeting and dating their friends, as the better option!
*^_^*
Afterwards, we went to the casino and i was talking to a "girlfried" of one of his friends. She happens to know my friends (sisters) from primary school (small world)...and she told me about the fact that they were so close, these sisters are like best friends. And so if they got bfs, their bfs had better get along with eachother!
Which is true.
I was sort of baffled though. I knew they dated and met people frequently. What i was baffled with, is where do they meet these guys?
In your mid 20's...you have your friends...and you have met all of their friends...most friends are getting comfy in their relationships and you tend not to meet that many "new" people anymore...short of hanging at a bar and waiting for a guy to chat you up, where else would you meet a quality guy?
The girlfriend said that our mutual friends had met all of the guys they dated or were seeing through their work friends!
*ding*
Now the thought is foreign to me...I work with engineers who are older than i am...not too old, but are in relationships themselves or married, etc. And most of the time, these guys work weird shifts, all depending on what needs to be done on the project. So, you dont have the Friday night work drinks on a regular basis to hang with them and meet their friends.
But you see, in the finance industry...you can...and so it seems, it is encouraged to date even your workmates!
This is based on what i was told by the girlfriend.
She said that her company, especially when they get new graduates, sort of push two chummy people together in hope that it sparks romance...(starting to sound like a game and the more kablueys you get the better)...
They love the gossip in the company...its not frowned upon...seniors in the company go out with juniors and its not looked upon as weird. Its like a meat market at work...is this why the women who work in the industry always look immaculate and hot in their tight business skirts and blouse and high stilettos?
I understand if you become really good friends with your workmates, that you hang out on Friday nights for drinks and meet some of their friends and the friend gets attracted to you and then you go out with their friend and it snowballs from there...
That sounds okay to me, and i guess its an avenue to look into if you are single...
But dating workmates at work...especially someone superior in the hierarchy is just *ugh* to me.
Although, the girlfriend said that there could be up to 180 in your division and if you go out with someone from another division, its like another world. If you argue with your bf and go to work, i guess with that amount of people you can avoid him...but to me, its icky.
A workmate asked me out at my old workplace and I said no simply because of the whole work thing (not to mention some other stuff, but the work thing was enough for me to say no)...it sounds wrong and it felt wrong to me to go out with him, even though he was in a different department.
I guess i could possibly feel different about the idea if there was a cute single guy at work who was flirting with me and i was single and had been single for a very long time and really wanted to be in a relationship (all hypotheticals)...
But i always thought there were company policies against dating your workmates? And when did these policies just fade to nothing, seeing as their not being put into place in some companies?
At work now, there is an implementation manager going out with a project coordinator and since she started after me, I was able to observe the relationship unfold. It seems like it was love at first sight for the both of them when they met. The relationship works well, he is usually out of the office while she works on another project, but they sit close by and our manager, who oversees all of us doesnt seem to mind it one bit. It doesnt affect their work and i havent witnessed them have any ugly fights...so its not like its impossible to have a relationship with someone, even in a small company.
So, i guess this means that there is potential in the whole "dating your workmate" thing...if your company is cool with it.
You do spend a huge chunk of your life with your workmates...its not surprising that the relationship can change to something more than just friendship.
But i prefer the idea of hanging with your workmates socially and perhaps meeting and dating their friends, as the better option!
Friday, December 16, 2005
Party/Party/Party/Party
Xmas Party 1 - Overseas Passenger Terminal.
Its funny when everyone gets dressed up like its 1978...and you pretend that this function hall is like Studio 54 from way back when...and then there is the funny man dressed as a woman with an afro as big as Marge Simpson, who happened to wear funky white boots with a pair of dice in the heels! *LoL* There was a project manager dressed as a pimp, in red velour pimp suit and matching red pimp hat! Highlight was when we did the wig swapping between E, L & i...and then L cried out "salt and pepper squid!" and we all spun around and attacked the waiter who was carrying the platter...and my manager who was tipsy, said to us "man, its like you guys havent eaten in ages!"
It was a stroke to the ego that all these people knew me and wanted to see me at the party, including the people who i have worked with, but have never met.
End of Project Party - Sydney by Sail yacht race/treasure hunt!
Awesome day - my team got to dig up the treasure on the beach! In terms of the race, your suppose to navigate and steer the yacht around the harbour working out the clues and answering questions and the first to the finish line with all the correct answers, gets to go down to the beach at the finish line and go find the treasure map and then use the treasure map to find the treasure.
2 other teams used their motors towards the end of the race and some didnt even go to the sites they were suppose to, to get the answer to the questions. Luckily, i was on a yacht with people who played by the rules and all worked together. We sailed towards the finish line coming 1st, but then the other yachts were passing us, and we could hear their engines roaring as they overtook us and since we were just sailing, we knew they couldnt have caught better wind to surpass us. *grr* But since they shortcutted the whole race/hunt, they didnt get all the answers correct. My team answered everything correctly and since the other two teams had mistakes, we were the ones who got the chance to find the treasure.
After the hunt we went to Kingsleys on Lime Street for lunch. I should get use to the fact that when work says "lunch" they mean the whole afternoon...then dinner...then you dont get home until 2am in the morning and therefore you dont arrive to work the next day til sometime in the arvo...*LoL*...whereby you hang around work for a couple hours and head out for more drinks!
Luckily i left when it was 4:30pm...i wanted to go the gym...and im not drinker...so i got to the trainstation before the people traffic started to trawl through Wynyard Station.
While we were on the yacht, the project manager I had been working with told me that she would be needing a coordinator for her new program and she told her director that she had just the "right candidate" for the job, i.e. moi! Basically, this is a huge compliment...as the PM is highly regarded in the company and whoever she needs as resource is usually the best in their field...and to have worked with her for half a year and for her to want to work with me again, it really says something!
Furthermore...since Alcatel won the Telstra contract there are so many projects on the program and one of the PMs that is working on one of these projects happened to be on my team and as i was sitting across him at lunch. He asked me what i did on the project and since its completed, what are my plans in future?
I told him that i was the coordinator and it was funny his response...
He said "you're 'that' coordinator?" *strokestrokestrokeandstroke*
I was like "yes".
I continued saying that i was suppose to start managing a project for my company, but since PM needs a coordinator for her program, i will be doing that.
And then he said "but i have the perfect job for you..."
Taking things as a joke, i replied "you see, im in such high demand, you gotta get in quick for my time!"
=P
Xmas Party 2 - Bondi Social.
Its suprising that you can sit down with a bunch of people in which you dont really belong in their team, cos you have been working on another project...and then all of a sudden you join their team, only to know that in 2 weeks time you start another project and therefore you're no longer in their team, BUT they know you and you fit right in.
All i can say is, if you get a free lunch out of it, its all good! *LoL*
Whats even more good, is when you find they know you by reputation...your "that coordinator"...its funny, i have a reputation for being a great coordinator and i never knew it...to me, i just did my job!
Once again, it was great to sit down with people who stroked my ego, but also to sit down with a bunch of people i never knew in the 6 months i have been here and learn that although we live in different corners of Sydney, we think the same. We hold the same beliefs. We look at relationships in the same perspective. (I was sitting with predominantly women versus men). It was fun chatting about the food (it was bland) and how we could do better although we cant cook!
Xmas Party 3 - Strike Bowl and Bar.
This hasnt happened yet, but I can tell you that it will be fun. We can bowl, obviously and alcohol is involved. We can dress up in Sumo suits and wrestle in the pit. There is karaoke...there will be a fortune teller...and it seems there will be a lot of food. This is booked for next Wednesday...I dont think anyone in the company plans on turning up on Thursday and definitely not on Friday. They will drink at the bars at the Entertainment Quarter after they leave Strike, and continue to drink until the sun shines for the next morning and then crash into bed there after!
Its funny, engineers had a reputation back at Uni for drinking heaps...i mean HEAPS! We use to joke that each engineer had a keg to sit on cos they drank that much. Funny how even though they are 10 years older...they still drink as much or even more and that reputation seems very fitting!
At least you could say that they know how to party hard after working their butts off all year round!
Its funny when everyone gets dressed up like its 1978...and you pretend that this function hall is like Studio 54 from way back when...and then there is the funny man dressed as a woman with an afro as big as Marge Simpson, who happened to wear funky white boots with a pair of dice in the heels! *LoL* There was a project manager dressed as a pimp, in red velour pimp suit and matching red pimp hat! Highlight was when we did the wig swapping between E, L & i...and then L cried out "salt and pepper squid!" and we all spun around and attacked the waiter who was carrying the platter...and my manager who was tipsy, said to us "man, its like you guys havent eaten in ages!"
It was a stroke to the ego that all these people knew me and wanted to see me at the party, including the people who i have worked with, but have never met.
End of Project Party - Sydney by Sail yacht race/treasure hunt!
Awesome day - my team got to dig up the treasure on the beach! In terms of the race, your suppose to navigate and steer the yacht around the harbour working out the clues and answering questions and the first to the finish line with all the correct answers, gets to go down to the beach at the finish line and go find the treasure map and then use the treasure map to find the treasure.
2 other teams used their motors towards the end of the race and some didnt even go to the sites they were suppose to, to get the answer to the questions. Luckily, i was on a yacht with people who played by the rules and all worked together. We sailed towards the finish line coming 1st, but then the other yachts were passing us, and we could hear their engines roaring as they overtook us and since we were just sailing, we knew they couldnt have caught better wind to surpass us. *grr* But since they shortcutted the whole race/hunt, they didnt get all the answers correct. My team answered everything correctly and since the other two teams had mistakes, we were the ones who got the chance to find the treasure.
After the hunt we went to Kingsleys on Lime Street for lunch. I should get use to the fact that when work says "lunch" they mean the whole afternoon...then dinner...then you dont get home until 2am in the morning and therefore you dont arrive to work the next day til sometime in the arvo...*LoL*...whereby you hang around work for a couple hours and head out for more drinks!
Luckily i left when it was 4:30pm...i wanted to go the gym...and im not drinker...so i got to the trainstation before the people traffic started to trawl through Wynyard Station.
While we were on the yacht, the project manager I had been working with told me that she would be needing a coordinator for her new program and she told her director that she had just the "right candidate" for the job, i.e. moi! Basically, this is a huge compliment...as the PM is highly regarded in the company and whoever she needs as resource is usually the best in their field...and to have worked with her for half a year and for her to want to work with me again, it really says something!
Furthermore...since Alcatel won the Telstra contract there are so many projects on the program and one of the PMs that is working on one of these projects happened to be on my team and as i was sitting across him at lunch. He asked me what i did on the project and since its completed, what are my plans in future?
I told him that i was the coordinator and it was funny his response...
He said "you're 'that' coordinator?" *strokestrokestrokeandstroke*
I was like "yes".
I continued saying that i was suppose to start managing a project for my company, but since PM needs a coordinator for her program, i will be doing that.
And then he said "but i have the perfect job for you..."
Taking things as a joke, i replied "you see, im in such high demand, you gotta get in quick for my time!"
=P
Xmas Party 2 - Bondi Social.
Its suprising that you can sit down with a bunch of people in which you dont really belong in their team, cos you have been working on another project...and then all of a sudden you join their team, only to know that in 2 weeks time you start another project and therefore you're no longer in their team, BUT they know you and you fit right in.
All i can say is, if you get a free lunch out of it, its all good! *LoL*
Whats even more good, is when you find they know you by reputation...your "that coordinator"...its funny, i have a reputation for being a great coordinator and i never knew it...to me, i just did my job!
Once again, it was great to sit down with people who stroked my ego, but also to sit down with a bunch of people i never knew in the 6 months i have been here and learn that although we live in different corners of Sydney, we think the same. We hold the same beliefs. We look at relationships in the same perspective. (I was sitting with predominantly women versus men). It was fun chatting about the food (it was bland) and how we could do better although we cant cook!
Xmas Party 3 - Strike Bowl and Bar.
This hasnt happened yet, but I can tell you that it will be fun. We can bowl, obviously and alcohol is involved. We can dress up in Sumo suits and wrestle in the pit. There is karaoke...there will be a fortune teller...and it seems there will be a lot of food. This is booked for next Wednesday...I dont think anyone in the company plans on turning up on Thursday and definitely not on Friday. They will drink at the bars at the Entertainment Quarter after they leave Strike, and continue to drink until the sun shines for the next morning and then crash into bed there after!
Its funny, engineers had a reputation back at Uni for drinking heaps...i mean HEAPS! We use to joke that each engineer had a keg to sit on cos they drank that much. Funny how even though they are 10 years older...they still drink as much or even more and that reputation seems very fitting!
At least you could say that they know how to party hard after working their butts off all year round!
Thursday, December 01, 2005
If I were a man...
I usually go on walks during my lunch breaks...climbing stairs...over the bridge...down to the park...weave thru the park...climb more stairs...do that about 5-6 times...walk to the Opera House and then back to the office. Its about 45-50 minutes and so i need a shower after the walk, and luckily we have a change room with showers in my building! *woohoo* Talk about simple pleasures, or is it a luxury?
On one of my walks, it was an overcast day, yet it was sultry and sticky with a very high humidity...I had ran sections where there were grassy patches (after breaking my ankle, I try to avoid hitting the pavement) and so i was perspiring like there was no tomorrow.
I really needed a towel to wipe my sweat off my face and then i saw inspiration.
I saw a middle aged man about late 40's early 50's jogging past and lifting up his singlet to wipe the sweat off his brow...*light bulb goes off* !ding!
I could lift my tee up and wipe my face! So simple an idea but it was screwed from the start.
I'm female.
I have boobs, which i wouldnt want to show anyone even in its berlei sports bra.
I'm ashamed of lifting up my tee to display the rolls on my tummy.
*enough said*
I told E this one night when we were on the fone.
I said "I sometimes wish i was a guy!"
And before i could tell him anything else or relay my story he said "No you dont!"
And when i think about it...he is right...no i really dont. *LoL*
I will be moving on to another project shortly...and it seems that i will be leading it...what does that mean? I dont really know...sounds like more responsibility though...sounds like i will be managing the project...sounds like i will be managing quite a few people...
Am i ready for this???
I'm not sure...although, the project manager that sits next to me in the cubicle, he thinks i will do fine...fine at being thrown into the deep end! He said its the best way to test someone...you throw them in the deep end, and they will either float or sink...
I should float...well, i hope i do!
The manager of our EMC, he asked what was going to happen next after closing the project that im currently on. I said that i will be moving on to another project but for a different team and it seems that i will be leading it. I also added, "whatever that really means..." He then replied "It could mean you will be a project manager..." I said "I cant really see that..." And with confidence he ended the conversation with "Well I can see you managing a project, you've got it in you!"
At least the people around me think i am capable...and all the managers have said that i am perfectly capable...and they are good at spotting the ones with potential, right? Right???
Lets hope i dont let myself down!
On one of my walks, it was an overcast day, yet it was sultry and sticky with a very high humidity...I had ran sections where there were grassy patches (after breaking my ankle, I try to avoid hitting the pavement) and so i was perspiring like there was no tomorrow.
I really needed a towel to wipe my sweat off my face and then i saw inspiration.
I saw a middle aged man about late 40's early 50's jogging past and lifting up his singlet to wipe the sweat off his brow...*light bulb goes off* !ding!
I could lift my tee up and wipe my face! So simple an idea but it was screwed from the start.
I'm female.
I have boobs, which i wouldnt want to show anyone even in its berlei sports bra.
I'm ashamed of lifting up my tee to display the rolls on my tummy.
*enough said*
I told E this one night when we were on the fone.
I said "I sometimes wish i was a guy!"
And before i could tell him anything else or relay my story he said "No you dont!"
And when i think about it...he is right...no i really dont. *LoL*
I will be moving on to another project shortly...and it seems that i will be leading it...what does that mean? I dont really know...sounds like more responsibility though...sounds like i will be managing the project...sounds like i will be managing quite a few people...
Am i ready for this???
I'm not sure...although, the project manager that sits next to me in the cubicle, he thinks i will do fine...fine at being thrown into the deep end! He said its the best way to test someone...you throw them in the deep end, and they will either float or sink...
I should float...well, i hope i do!
The manager of our EMC, he asked what was going to happen next after closing the project that im currently on. I said that i will be moving on to another project but for a different team and it seems that i will be leading it. I also added, "whatever that really means..." He then replied "It could mean you will be a project manager..." I said "I cant really see that..." And with confidence he ended the conversation with "Well I can see you managing a project, you've got it in you!"
At least the people around me think i am capable...and all the managers have said that i am perfectly capable...and they are good at spotting the ones with potential, right? Right???
Lets hope i dont let myself down!
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Love, humanity & Melbourne Cup!
When I changed my job and started working in the city again, I had to get Dad to drop me off. I would wake up and get ready...and after having breaky, I would call Dad to wake up, and it would give me a couple of minutes to wash the dishes.
Today, when I went to my parents room to wake him up I saw my parents cuddling in bed. I swear that I have never seen them so loving together (in my whole 24 years)...as they were this morning. I was very touched by this sight.
I must love my brothers!
Although my little brother annoys the crap out of me sometimes, I need only to remember how cute he was when I broke up with my ex and the ex made me cry and cry (I was an idiot back then!) - my lil bro offered to bash and even to get rid of him for me! He was 12 or 13 y/o back then...
It was his 18th Birthday yesterday! Pretty crap to have an 18th birthday right smack bang in the middle of your HSC...So, I bought him an ice cream cake...with cookies n cream ice cream & Oreo's...since that was his all time favourites!
My older brother surprised me with a new stereo in the car! *WooHoo* I didnt even know that he installed it for me until I left for my yoga class and noticed that my stereo was off...I turned it on and the display was different (luckily the on/off button was in the same place!)...upon a closer inspection I found it was a 6 CD stacker...the bass was awesome...the sound was awesome...and I found out from my lil bro that it plays mp3!!!
I didnt get to thank my older brother as I didnt find out until after he left to go home...I can thank him tonite...but I'm feeling pretty emotional right now, that I think I might cry in thanking him!
I rarely read the 9to5 or the CityWeekly, I tend to have a novel at hand which is far more engaging. But with regards to the CityWeekly, on a regular basis, I always accept it from the guy who hands it out. I know he is mentally challenged or mentally disabled (in some way)...all depends on how you want to describe it...and yes I do feel sorry for him, but I'm glad he is out there doing something with his life.
As I walk towards him, I see people walk right past ignoring him - some actually push right past him versus just walking around him...And every time I get to him, I give him a smile and I take a CityWeekly. I say "thank you" and he'll say "have a nice day!" and then I will reply with a "you too!"
Its our little conversation. And we have one every Thursday morning.
My company is going to celebrate the Melbourne Cup with a day at Randwick Racecourse...I get to dress up!!! I get to wear a fascinator!!! (Need to make one first)...I just bought beautiful new shoes to wear with my gorgeous silk dress!!! But most of all...since I finished the project and all we are doing is closing it out...there will be celebrations of all sorts - project completion lunch for the main team, company Xmas parties, project completion day out for the whole team!
I'm liking this "beginning of the end" thing.
^_^
Today, when I went to my parents room to wake him up I saw my parents cuddling in bed. I swear that I have never seen them so loving together (in my whole 24 years)...as they were this morning. I was very touched by this sight.
I must love my brothers!
Although my little brother annoys the crap out of me sometimes, I need only to remember how cute he was when I broke up with my ex and the ex made me cry and cry (I was an idiot back then!) - my lil bro offered to bash and even to get rid of him for me! He was 12 or 13 y/o back then...
It was his 18th Birthday yesterday! Pretty crap to have an 18th birthday right smack bang in the middle of your HSC...So, I bought him an ice cream cake...with cookies n cream ice cream & Oreo's...since that was his all time favourites!
My older brother surprised me with a new stereo in the car! *WooHoo* I didnt even know that he installed it for me until I left for my yoga class and noticed that my stereo was off...I turned it on and the display was different (luckily the on/off button was in the same place!)...upon a closer inspection I found it was a 6 CD stacker...the bass was awesome...the sound was awesome...and I found out from my lil bro that it plays mp3!!!
I didnt get to thank my older brother as I didnt find out until after he left to go home...I can thank him tonite...but I'm feeling pretty emotional right now, that I think I might cry in thanking him!
I rarely read the 9to5 or the CityWeekly, I tend to have a novel at hand which is far more engaging. But with regards to the CityWeekly, on a regular basis, I always accept it from the guy who hands it out. I know he is mentally challenged or mentally disabled (in some way)...all depends on how you want to describe it...and yes I do feel sorry for him, but I'm glad he is out there doing something with his life.
As I walk towards him, I see people walk right past ignoring him - some actually push right past him versus just walking around him...And every time I get to him, I give him a smile and I take a CityWeekly. I say "thank you" and he'll say "have a nice day!" and then I will reply with a "you too!"
Its our little conversation. And we have one every Thursday morning.
My company is going to celebrate the Melbourne Cup with a day at Randwick Racecourse...I get to dress up!!! I get to wear a fascinator!!! (Need to make one first)...I just bought beautiful new shoes to wear with my gorgeous silk dress!!! But most of all...since I finished the project and all we are doing is closing it out...there will be celebrations of all sorts - project completion lunch for the main team, company Xmas parties, project completion day out for the whole team!
I'm liking this "beginning of the end" thing.
^_^
Friday, October 07, 2005
Been thinking...
Im 24.5 years old...that was yesterday...and from yesterday's perspective...I have 6 months to go to hit the dubious TWO-FIVE...the quarter life!
I caught a glimpse of a friend's blog and realised that I have a lot of wants that have yet been fulfilled. This friend's blog stirred some emotions and thoughts to wander through my (of late) placid little mind.
I do have a job I enjoy at the moment...my probation period ended about 3 weeks ago...my managers like the work I produce...the fact that i'm on board delivering the deliverables in our project on time makes them happy and makes me happy...so my career is chugging along the way I want it to be (for now).
I went and saw my friend's apartment and then went furniture window-shopping with her...its a tedious task at its worst...but i loved shopping for bedheads and tallboys and vanities and dining tables, &c.
In a past life, i must have enjoyed being an interior decorator or of some profession that required a creative/artistic flair...I must have had a beautiful home...decorated by me...
I long to have my own home to decorate...whether a unit or apartment or an actual house...but I want my own to decorate the way I want it to look...but im bound by "that" heavy burden...I wonder when my turn to fulfil this dream will come to fruition?
I have been reading again...its the best thing to do while i'm on the train, getting to work...and while I bummed at home from that annoying flu infection I had, I finished a book a day...to me that was an accomplishment...and then I began reading Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte...it has taken me a week to read it...I always wondered what took me so long to read that book in highschool...and now I know that it is the language that hampered my ability to absorb the book at an adequate pace as the other novels I have read in modern English. My brother was right, at least im not trying to make sense of Chaucer.
I noticed the large amount of materials I have lying in my room...paints, pastels, paper, books, pencils, palettes, easel, &c...just lying in my room collecting dust...the energy I had for my artistic flair has been smothered for at least a year now...its begun simmering in my belly recently, but hasn't increased in any shape or form...I wonder what has become of it?
There are other things I would like to talk about...but I guess I would then have to admit to failure, submission, and other crappiness that I would rather not discuss right now...
So, I shall leave with a happy note - Mr Bubble is in town and I can't wait to see him again. Last year's concert was awesome! This year, I went to the indoor concert and he managed to make me *wow* again...BUT tonight...the outdoor event will be a challenge for him, and i'm not sure how he will *wow* again...but we'll see...he probably has many tricks up his sleeve...I brought my binoculars just incase I got a seat far back (bought tix for the unreserved section).
*Make me swoooooon with delight Mr Bubble!*
I caught a glimpse of a friend's blog and realised that I have a lot of wants that have yet been fulfilled. This friend's blog stirred some emotions and thoughts to wander through my (of late) placid little mind.
I do have a job I enjoy at the moment...my probation period ended about 3 weeks ago...my managers like the work I produce...the fact that i'm on board delivering the deliverables in our project on time makes them happy and makes me happy...so my career is chugging along the way I want it to be (for now).
I went and saw my friend's apartment and then went furniture window-shopping with her...its a tedious task at its worst...but i loved shopping for bedheads and tallboys and vanities and dining tables, &c.
In a past life, i must have enjoyed being an interior decorator or of some profession that required a creative/artistic flair...I must have had a beautiful home...decorated by me...
I long to have my own home to decorate...whether a unit or apartment or an actual house...but I want my own to decorate the way I want it to look...but im bound by "that" heavy burden...I wonder when my turn to fulfil this dream will come to fruition?
I have been reading again...its the best thing to do while i'm on the train, getting to work...and while I bummed at home from that annoying flu infection I had, I finished a book a day...to me that was an accomplishment...and then I began reading Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte...it has taken me a week to read it...I always wondered what took me so long to read that book in highschool...and now I know that it is the language that hampered my ability to absorb the book at an adequate pace as the other novels I have read in modern English. My brother was right, at least im not trying to make sense of Chaucer.
I noticed the large amount of materials I have lying in my room...paints, pastels, paper, books, pencils, palettes, easel, &c...just lying in my room collecting dust...the energy I had for my artistic flair has been smothered for at least a year now...its begun simmering in my belly recently, but hasn't increased in any shape or form...I wonder what has become of it?
There are other things I would like to talk about...but I guess I would then have to admit to failure, submission, and other crappiness that I would rather not discuss right now...
So, I shall leave with a happy note - Mr Bubble is in town and I can't wait to see him again. Last year's concert was awesome! This year, I went to the indoor concert and he managed to make me *wow* again...BUT tonight...the outdoor event will be a challenge for him, and i'm not sure how he will *wow* again...but we'll see...he probably has many tricks up his sleeve...I brought my binoculars just incase I got a seat far back (bought tix for the unreserved section).
*Make me swoooooon with delight Mr Bubble!*
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Uncanny!
I have caught up with a few friends that I have missed along the way...SO MUCH HAVE CHANGED!
* One friend...she was in a long time relationship...and then she broke up with her bf...she is now seeing someone else! I hope its not a rebound thing...from my understanding, she has only been single for a short period of time...
* One friend...he was totally off the radar! I mean i tried calling him and I couldnt get through...found out his new work email through another friend and wrote to him. What i found out only yesterday, was that he had changed jobs and was in the same building as I was!!! He realised this when he read my signature where I have written my office address.
Today, I bumped into him while i was getting breakfast...
* L & E are overseas...its nice that they leave their weird incoherent messages on my mobile...(often hurling abuse @ 2:40am AEST, claiming that I had some how screwed them over)...but the most important thing is that I know that they are okay while abroad...I was worried about them getting stuck in a terror attack...but its looking more like they will be attacking the poor people in the countries they visit along the way.
* I love my current job!
I love the fact that im busy...the fact that my managers are great...the fact that i work in the project environment...the fact that I am appreciated by my managers and colleagues!!!
I also love the fact that I can go for a walk during my lunch break and there are change rooms in my building for me to use...the fact that im right next to the train station...the fact that I can come in early to work and leave early from work...with daylight saving fast approaching, that means more time in the afternoon for me!
^_^
But things may change when I start working on another project...but that wont be until Oct/Nov.
* One friend...she was in a long time relationship...and then she broke up with her bf...she is now seeing someone else! I hope its not a rebound thing...from my understanding, she has only been single for a short period of time...
* One friend...he was totally off the radar! I mean i tried calling him and I couldnt get through...found out his new work email through another friend and wrote to him. What i found out only yesterday, was that he had changed jobs and was in the same building as I was!!! He realised this when he read my signature where I have written my office address.
Today, I bumped into him while i was getting breakfast...
* L & E are overseas...its nice that they leave their weird incoherent messages on my mobile...(often hurling abuse @ 2:40am AEST, claiming that I had some how screwed them over)...but the most important thing is that I know that they are okay while abroad...I was worried about them getting stuck in a terror attack...but its looking more like they will be attacking the poor people in the countries they visit along the way.
* I love my current job!
I love the fact that im busy...the fact that my managers are great...the fact that i work in the project environment...the fact that I am appreciated by my managers and colleagues!!!
I also love the fact that I can go for a walk during my lunch break and there are change rooms in my building for me to use...the fact that im right next to the train station...the fact that I can come in early to work and leave early from work...with daylight saving fast approaching, that means more time in the afternoon for me!
^_^
But things may change when I start working on another project...but that wont be until Oct/Nov.
Monday, August 08, 2005
Its been a long time my friends...
Not sure if anyone is still reading...or visiting in hope that i start writing again...
I'm not really writing, i just wanted to share some words of wisdom about relieving yourself of the weight on your shoulders...that burden...
Stress Management:
A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, raised a glass of water and asked, "how heavy is this glass of water?" Answers called out ranged from 20g to 500g.
The lecturer replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long you try to hold it. If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem.
If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm. If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance. In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes."
He continued, "And that's the way it is with stress management. If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won't be able to carry on. As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again. When we're refreshed, we can carry on with the burden."
"So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down. Don't carry it home. You can pick it up tomorrow. Whatever burdens you're carrying now, let them down for a moment if you can. Relax; pick them up later after you've rested. Life is short. Enjoy it!"
And then he shared some ways of dealing with the burdens of life:
Accept that some days you're the pigeon, and some days you're the statue.
Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them.
Drive carefully. It's not only cars that can be recalled by their maker.
If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.
If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.
Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time, because then you won't have a leg to stand on.
Nobody cares if you can't dance well - just get up and dance.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
We could learn a lot from crayons. Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names, and all are different colours but they all have to live in the same box.
A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
Happiness comes through doors you didn't even know you left open.
Have an awesome day and know that someone has thought about you today.
TO BELIEVE IS TO CARE . . . TO CARE IS TO DO.....AND MAY THE WIND AT YOUR BACK NOT BE YOUR OWN.
I'm not really writing, i just wanted to share some words of wisdom about relieving yourself of the weight on your shoulders...that burden...
Stress Management:
A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, raised a glass of water and asked, "how heavy is this glass of water?" Answers called out ranged from 20g to 500g.
The lecturer replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long you try to hold it. If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem.
If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm. If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance. In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes."
He continued, "And that's the way it is with stress management. If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won't be able to carry on. As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again. When we're refreshed, we can carry on with the burden."
"So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down. Don't carry it home. You can pick it up tomorrow. Whatever burdens you're carrying now, let them down for a moment if you can. Relax; pick them up later after you've rested. Life is short. Enjoy it!"
And then he shared some ways of dealing with the burdens of life:
Accept that some days you're the pigeon, and some days you're the statue.
Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them.
Drive carefully. It's not only cars that can be recalled by their maker.
If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.
If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.
Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time, because then you won't have a leg to stand on.
Nobody cares if you can't dance well - just get up and dance.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
We could learn a lot from crayons. Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names, and all are different colours but they all have to live in the same box.
A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
Happiness comes through doors you didn't even know you left open.
Have an awesome day and know that someone has thought about you today.
TO BELIEVE IS TO CARE . . . TO CARE IS TO DO.....AND MAY THE WIND AT YOUR BACK NOT BE YOUR OWN.
Friday, December 17, 2004
Merry Christmas Everyone!!!
(1) It is really stupid of you to drink excessively at a work do!
(2) It is really really stupid of you to dance provocatively with a colleague that is not interested in you...
(3) It is really really really stupid of you to dance provocatively with your boss...
(4) It is utterly, undeniably stupid if you pole dance around the CEO of your company at the Christmas party last nite!
(5) The shock of a lifetime: a proud father, who happens to be the CEO, is walking around...gushing about his daughter who recently got engaged to a fine young man...yaddayaddayadda...and then walking outside the building looking for her (she was MIA) only to find her pashing another woman - an employee of his!!!
(2) It is really really stupid of you to dance provocatively with a colleague that is not interested in you...
(3) It is really really really stupid of you to dance provocatively with your boss...
(4) It is utterly, undeniably stupid if you pole dance around the CEO of your company at the Christmas party last nite!
(5) The shock of a lifetime: a proud father, who happens to be the CEO, is walking around...gushing about his daughter who recently got engaged to a fine young man...yaddayaddayadda...and then walking outside the building looking for her (she was MIA) only to find her pashing another woman - an employee of his!!!
