I thought i was receiving the best compliments this week!
I really really really did feel on top of the world...
I was told: "YOU ROCK PETALS!" and "YOU'RE THE BEST PETALS!" *hehehehe*
And then this morning while listening to 2dayFM, comedian Judith Lucy beat me in the compliments stakes...
A guy called Josh from Meadowbank, who was playing "Know Your Crap"...after he won the game, he was gushing to her: "...You're the best Judith! I'm a gay man and even I want to marry YOU!"
Is that a compliment, or what?! *ahahaha*
Wednesday, March 31, 2004
Monday, March 29, 2004
Renovating me!
I started an 8 week program to renovate me.
I have it all planned out.
Each day of the 8 weeks i have mapped out my exercise plan. The intensity in which i should be working at, when to do my cardio and when to start my resistance training. I have even planned when to do my detox, but thats pending on my doctor's thumbs up.
Why am i being a fanatical health freak, who is going to measure her every improvements? Because i have noticed the effects of "letting myself go!" (My clothes feels tight on...and i dont like it!) So, i am going to make a difference in the way i look and make myself feel better about the way i look. And in the end, i hopefully will look much better than i do now. But ino at the least i will be more toned.
Week 1 has already started.
I have it all planned out.
Each day of the 8 weeks i have mapped out my exercise plan. The intensity in which i should be working at, when to do my cardio and when to start my resistance training. I have even planned when to do my detox, but thats pending on my doctor's thumbs up.
Why am i being a fanatical health freak, who is going to measure her every improvements? Because i have noticed the effects of "letting myself go!" (My clothes feels tight on...and i dont like it!) So, i am going to make a difference in the way i look and make myself feel better about the way i look. And in the end, i hopefully will look much better than i do now. But ino at the least i will be more toned.
Week 1 has already started.
Friday, March 26, 2004
Triplets of Belleville, Pete Murray, Lion King & Quidam!
I'm so excited...and i just can't hide it...im about to lose control and i think i like it! (I don't sing that as well as the Pointer Sisters...sorry!)
*^_^*
When i was watching the Oscars this year...I saw these 3 singers pop up singing a lil diddy for a cartoon called "The Triplets of Belleville" and it was such a jazzy number...it made me want to watch the cartoon and i was wondering when it would open in cinemas here. Its a French cartoon and is being shown now during the French Film Fest...and i got tix for this Saturday! *hehehe* I'm a lil happy camper...thats what i am!
And then on Saturday nite...i'll be catching the Pete Murray Concert after the movie...*woohoo*...im just about to burst with excitement!
=D
And then on Tuesday nite...i'm a going to watch Lion King! *woohoo again* I just can't wait...I just can't wait! hehehe
I have in my hot lil hands, front row seats to Quidam - by Cirque Du Soleil...can u believe it?...its the best seats in the Big Top (not incl. VIP seats)...A reserve, seats 1 and 2...altho its for the Matinee...thats fine...suits me better...cos i can go to Paddo Mkts and then go catch the show! *double woohoo*
Altho...this is all getting costly...but anyways...im happy and thats what counts!
*^_^*
When i was watching the Oscars this year...I saw these 3 singers pop up singing a lil diddy for a cartoon called "The Triplets of Belleville" and it was such a jazzy number...it made me want to watch the cartoon and i was wondering when it would open in cinemas here. Its a French cartoon and is being shown now during the French Film Fest...and i got tix for this Saturday! *hehehe* I'm a lil happy camper...thats what i am!
And then on Saturday nite...i'll be catching the Pete Murray Concert after the movie...*woohoo*...im just about to burst with excitement!
=D
And then on Tuesday nite...i'm a going to watch Lion King! *woohoo again* I just can't wait...I just can't wait! hehehe
I have in my hot lil hands, front row seats to Quidam - by Cirque Du Soleil...can u believe it?...its the best seats in the Big Top (not incl. VIP seats)...A reserve, seats 1 and 2...altho its for the Matinee...thats fine...suits me better...cos i can go to Paddo Mkts and then go catch the show! *double woohoo*
Altho...this is all getting costly...but anyways...im happy and thats what counts!
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
*gush*
Its funny, uno...how often do we hope and wish that our parents would be proud of us and our achievements? and then one day you turn around and realise that you, urself are very proud of your parents achievements.
My parents came from Vietnam and it was a hard struggle to get where they are now. But i know that they would prefer the struggle that they have to go through here in Australia versus the continuous struggle that they would have gone through if they were still in Vietnam.
My mother in particular, is why im writing todays entry.
Its a strange thing...she will be 50 this year and yet she looks like an older sister to me. She is a grandmother of two and if she took her granddaughters out, ppl would mistaken them as her daughters. Today she was found out! By that, i mean she was hunted by an up and coming fashion house to make dresses for them. They called the fashion house that my mother has been working for to get the number of the contractor that my mother directly deals with. the contractor called my mother this morning, asking my mother whether or not she would be interested in making some dresses for them. They said they wanted "the woman that had sewn those dresses for Carla."
My mother has been working for Carla Zampatti for about a decade now, and she usually makes the formal/cocktail dresses for the designer. For a woman with no formal training, my mother is a natural talent. I wish i had her skills. I love fashion. If you see the dresses on the HUGE poster on York St (or Kent, i get confused with those 2 streets)...or maybe in the window of the Elizabeth St boutique...or maybe even in GB's City store (now Myers)...those beautiful dresses were made by my mother.
I looked at the sample of the dresses she is sewing for the new designers...i felt the fabric and ino why they looked for my mother...silk, silk chiffon, those type of materials are very difficult to sew...and to make those skinny straps, with all those details in the sewing...making the dresses without tearing into the fabric is a challenge if u dont know what to do.
I asked my mother: "Don't you feel good that they wanted YOU, mummy, to make these dresses?"
Her reply: "No, look at what i have to sew, its annoying!"
She was referring to the detail she had to put in the dresses...i think it pisses her off, that although she isnt working like in a sweat shop environment, she is still far from working in a glamourous position...and she feels very little appreciation from her "higher" employers...
I think it also peeves her that the designer of her current employer is a dopey, boobless woman. Her demands are somewhat "ridiculous"...she doesnt actually sew the clothes herself, but she thinks things can be done "her" way. Even though you dont have to be a dressmaker to realise that what she wants to do is terribly wrong and tedious.
But in homage to my sweet mother...im proud of her. In the fashion industry, i would take it as a compliment that another fashion house wants YOU to make their dresses, because they know that they need the right dressmaker to pay enough attention to the quality of detail in producing those beautiful dresses.
Congratulations Mummy!
*^_^*
Sunday, March 21, 2004
Agree to disagree...but pls let me say this:
Independence means losing out in love (in my case):
It is working against me that im too self sufficient. That i have a fantastic network of family and friends. To the extent that i dont give a crap and i dont want a relationship with a guy. I have yet to meet a guy that excites me or makes me feel like i want him. (M thinks thats sad and worrying...but im just telling it how i see it as a reflection of myself). A new friend suggested that i play on both fields...but he doesnt get it, that i dont want to play - with anyone.
Bras:
I believe girls need more than one bra. How does a girl survive with only ONE bra??? It just doesnt work? I think the bare minimum would be at least 4 bras. Two white bras, one black, and a nude convertible strap bra.
Pacts:
I do believe that i already have a couple existing pacts with my ex's...that by the time were either 30y/o or 35y/o (cant remember which age corresponds to which ex) and still single that we'd marry eachother for the companionship. Its a dopey backup plan, and no i wasnt drunk...and i dont even know how it came about...but yeah, we verbally pinky swore over the phone...so im not even sure if that holds up as a promise!
Irrespective of that...the reason why i bring up the notion of pacts is that i received a really odd email on Friday after lunch from E. He sent a one line email reading:
"When you and i are 30 and still single, lets make a pact to have sex!"
I ask why and he informs me that L has made a pact with E's friend and so he is jealous that they have one. So now he wants a pact...and of course it has to be with his Cherry bomb! So, i modify the pact to:
"When you and i are 30 and still single, lets do something crazy like skydiving!"
E's response is:
"Thats even better, sex on the plane!"
I wasnt going to win. -_-"
Clubbing:
When i was 18 and started clubbing...i would see all these ppl...& wonder how old they were...and mostly they were my age. I feel old now when i go clubbing. Like last nite. I was surrounded by teeny boppers...its just weird if u go clubbing and all the ppl u say hi to are your friends lil bro or sis. I feel old, and i think i look old. Im not saying this because i dont like the fact that i look older. Contrary to that, i think with the couple of years of sleepless nites programming + partying like an insane woman has actually given a lot more character to my face. I look a lot less like a chubby cheeked squirrel, which has gotta be a good thing! My cheek bones are more prominent. I just look my age.
But yeah...ive hung up my dancing shoes...my knees are hurting...i think i will need to recuperate for like 2 months (or forever) before i think about going back.
Dance with me, dont rub against me:
If i was drunk, things might be different...but as uno i dont drink and so im not intoxicated - im aware of everything...so please if u wanna dance with me, id be more than delighted to accompany you...but by no means, get up close and personal and start bumpin' and grindin' with me front-front. If it was back-back, i can accomodate cos im gonna be dancing close to ppl like that without knowing...its a very small venue...
Trust:
My friend, building trust occurs at the start of a relationship. If you have not done anything to prove that u are untrustworthy or disloyal, and she still has trust issues from her previous relationship...then thats just it. She is the one with trust issues from her ex. Its shouldnt reflect on you as being a bad guy...she needs to resolve her issues.
Brother-Sister:
I met a guy who hated his sister. Like HATED. I was surprised at how much he hated her. He said that it was the normal brother-sister hate...M and I just looked at him and said...no we dont hate our brother like that! I admit, there are moments that i will loathe my brothers. Cos those baboons can do or say some really dumb things to their sis. But admittedly, i still love them. My brothers are my protecters and saviours when im in need. As lil kids of course we fought, but now were older we get along much better. And by no means do i ever hate them for longer than an hour or so. But my silent treatments last longer than the hour or so...hehehe...well, i gotta make them learn from their mistake! =P
Age:
My birthday is coming up...im suppose to feel older, but ive been thinking...
i feel younger.
is that weird? i mean of course when im surrounded by the teeny boppers at the club i feel old relative to them. but i dont feel like im on the verge of being 23...i feel like im going back a year...or two...i actually feel like im turning 20.
It is working against me that im too self sufficient. That i have a fantastic network of family and friends. To the extent that i dont give a crap and i dont want a relationship with a guy. I have yet to meet a guy that excites me or makes me feel like i want him. (M thinks thats sad and worrying...but im just telling it how i see it as a reflection of myself). A new friend suggested that i play on both fields...but he doesnt get it, that i dont want to play - with anyone.
Bras:
I believe girls need more than one bra. How does a girl survive with only ONE bra??? It just doesnt work? I think the bare minimum would be at least 4 bras. Two white bras, one black, and a nude convertible strap bra.
Pacts:
I do believe that i already have a couple existing pacts with my ex's...that by the time were either 30y/o or 35y/o (cant remember which age corresponds to which ex) and still single that we'd marry eachother for the companionship. Its a dopey backup plan, and no i wasnt drunk...and i dont even know how it came about...but yeah, we verbally pinky swore over the phone...so im not even sure if that holds up as a promise!
Irrespective of that...the reason why i bring up the notion of pacts is that i received a really odd email on Friday after lunch from E. He sent a one line email reading:
"When you and i are 30 and still single, lets make a pact to have sex!"
I ask why and he informs me that L has made a pact with E's friend and so he is jealous that they have one. So now he wants a pact...and of course it has to be with his Cherry bomb! So, i modify the pact to:
"When you and i are 30 and still single, lets do something crazy like skydiving!"
E's response is:
"Thats even better, sex on the plane!"
I wasnt going to win. -_-"
Clubbing:
When i was 18 and started clubbing...i would see all these ppl...& wonder how old they were...and mostly they were my age. I feel old now when i go clubbing. Like last nite. I was surrounded by teeny boppers...its just weird if u go clubbing and all the ppl u say hi to are your friends lil bro or sis. I feel old, and i think i look old. Im not saying this because i dont like the fact that i look older. Contrary to that, i think with the couple of years of sleepless nites programming + partying like an insane woman has actually given a lot more character to my face. I look a lot less like a chubby cheeked squirrel, which has gotta be a good thing! My cheek bones are more prominent. I just look my age.
But yeah...ive hung up my dancing shoes...my knees are hurting...i think i will need to recuperate for like 2 months (or forever) before i think about going back.
Dance with me, dont rub against me:
If i was drunk, things might be different...but as uno i dont drink and so im not intoxicated - im aware of everything...so please if u wanna dance with me, id be more than delighted to accompany you...but by no means, get up close and personal and start bumpin' and grindin' with me front-front. If it was back-back, i can accomodate cos im gonna be dancing close to ppl like that without knowing...its a very small venue...
Trust:
My friend, building trust occurs at the start of a relationship. If you have not done anything to prove that u are untrustworthy or disloyal, and she still has trust issues from her previous relationship...then thats just it. She is the one with trust issues from her ex. Its shouldnt reflect on you as being a bad guy...she needs to resolve her issues.
Brother-Sister:
I met a guy who hated his sister. Like HATED. I was surprised at how much he hated her. He said that it was the normal brother-sister hate...M and I just looked at him and said...no we dont hate our brother like that! I admit, there are moments that i will loathe my brothers. Cos those baboons can do or say some really dumb things to their sis. But admittedly, i still love them. My brothers are my protecters and saviours when im in need. As lil kids of course we fought, but now were older we get along much better. And by no means do i ever hate them for longer than an hour or so. But my silent treatments last longer than the hour or so...hehehe...well, i gotta make them learn from their mistake! =P
Age:
My birthday is coming up...im suppose to feel older, but ive been thinking...
i feel younger.
is that weird? i mean of course when im surrounded by the teeny boppers at the club i feel old relative to them. but i dont feel like im on the verge of being 23...i feel like im going back a year...or two...i actually feel like im turning 20.
Friday, March 19, 2004
Up and Huff!
Do u wanna play hard ball?
I'll show you a thing or two!
=P
Im stubborn and when i set my sights on something i really want...warning: STAND OUT OF MY WAY!
*mwauwhauhahauha*
/evil grin
p.s: I gotta post my caricature from last nite...it rocks! Many thanks to Steve Panozzo!
I'll show you a thing or two!
=P
Im stubborn and when i set my sights on something i really want...warning: STAND OUT OF MY WAY!
*mwauwhauhahauha*
/evil grin
p.s: I gotta post my caricature from last nite...it rocks! Many thanks to Steve Panozzo!
Thursday, March 18, 2004
Busy busy bumble bee!
Things i will be doing from tonite until the end of April:
18/03/04 ~ 2DayFM Pool Party
19/03/04 ~ Friend's Birthday
27/03/04 ~ Pete Murray Concert @ Metro
30/03/04 ~ The Lion King @ Capitol Theatre
03/04/04 ~ Sunset Boulevard @ Luna Park
04/04/04 ~ Australia's Wonderland (? Not 100% sure...talk about going has stopped).
09/04/04 or 10/04/04 ~ My Birthday Celebrations (? No guarantees...i think i might make my Birthday & Graduation rolled into one thing).
15/04/04 ~ Friend's Birthday
17/04/04 ~ Maroon 5 Concert @ Gaelic Club (? Maybe)
21/04/04 ~ Best Friend's Birthday & Michael Buble Concert @ Opera House
30/04/04 ~ My Graduation Day
I'm tired from typing this out...
18/03/04 ~ 2DayFM Pool Party
19/03/04 ~ Friend's Birthday
27/03/04 ~ Pete Murray Concert @ Metro
30/03/04 ~ The Lion King @ Capitol Theatre
03/04/04 ~ Sunset Boulevard @ Luna Park
04/04/04 ~ Australia's Wonderland (? Not 100% sure...talk about going has stopped).
09/04/04 or 10/04/04 ~ My Birthday Celebrations (? No guarantees...i think i might make my Birthday & Graduation rolled into one thing).
15/04/04 ~ Friend's Birthday
17/04/04 ~ Maroon 5 Concert @ Gaelic Club (? Maybe)
21/04/04 ~ Best Friend's Birthday & Michael Buble Concert @ Opera House
30/04/04 ~ My Graduation Day
I'm tired from typing this out...
Wednesday, March 17, 2004
Morale@Work?
Work Sucks!
How do you feel excited to go to work when you see the company fall apart?
My workmates have been made redundant.
I'm only kept here because of my liason with clients...they are use to me...im the friendly face/voice amongst the engineers...
I wish i was made redundant, so I can pursue other roles...and get the agency to work for me in finding a role, vesus me quitting and getting the agent to help me find another role...i dont think they would be happy with that.
I applied for a job and in the end it was between me and another person. I was not chosen...oh well...moving right along...
I dont mind staying here, if the company wasnt acquired and changes were made slowly...but the changes have been so rapid. Its only been slightly longer than a week since the acquisition was finalised. And yesterday, all the redundancies were complete. All the people who wanted to be handed a redundancy package were kept on, all the people who wasnt expecting it - got the chop.
The people who got the chop were all the really friendly and nice people who were supportive and really sweet to me. I'm gonna miss them sooo much. I feel so sad...the family that my company was, is now gone or in a different office location.
One workmate is swamped with work cos his manager is moving to the city to work with the company that acquired us, and his collegue was made redundant, so the area in which he works in is now empty and so he has a tonne of work to do...all in silence. The other people in the cubicles after the ones beside him, will be moving away too...so this whole area will be empty...i told him that i would walk by deliberately so that he could have human contact once in a while! And he knows when it is me, because of the way i walk and the click of my heels...he announces my entry...hehehehe..."and here comes *petals* to visit me..."
I dont feel motivated to do anything anymore...and ino that when im made permanent, i'll also be swamped too with work. The number of customers will quadriple and (in the grapevine) i'll be doing the reporting too - which mind you, use to be done by a person full time! But i wont be paid accordingly for it, cos the new company is only worried about its own back...not what will become of our lil company.
-_-"
How do you feel excited to go to work when you see the company fall apart?
My workmates have been made redundant.
I'm only kept here because of my liason with clients...they are use to me...im the friendly face/voice amongst the engineers...
I wish i was made redundant, so I can pursue other roles...and get the agency to work for me in finding a role, vesus me quitting and getting the agent to help me find another role...i dont think they would be happy with that.
I applied for a job and in the end it was between me and another person. I was not chosen...oh well...moving right along...
I dont mind staying here, if the company wasnt acquired and changes were made slowly...but the changes have been so rapid. Its only been slightly longer than a week since the acquisition was finalised. And yesterday, all the redundancies were complete. All the people who wanted to be handed a redundancy package were kept on, all the people who wasnt expecting it - got the chop.
The people who got the chop were all the really friendly and nice people who were supportive and really sweet to me. I'm gonna miss them sooo much. I feel so sad...the family that my company was, is now gone or in a different office location.
One workmate is swamped with work cos his manager is moving to the city to work with the company that acquired us, and his collegue was made redundant, so the area in which he works in is now empty and so he has a tonne of work to do...all in silence. The other people in the cubicles after the ones beside him, will be moving away too...so this whole area will be empty...i told him that i would walk by deliberately so that he could have human contact once in a while! And he knows when it is me, because of the way i walk and the click of my heels...he announces my entry...hehehehe..."and here comes *petals* to visit me..."
I dont feel motivated to do anything anymore...and ino that when im made permanent, i'll also be swamped too with work. The number of customers will quadriple and (in the grapevine) i'll be doing the reporting too - which mind you, use to be done by a person full time! But i wont be paid accordingly for it, cos the new company is only worried about its own back...not what will become of our lil company.
-_-"
Sunday, March 14, 2004
Quirkytogether!
Quirkyalones = are not anti-love and certainly not anti-sex; they're merely "anti-dull relationships." Sasha Cagen.
The byline to this article reads: "Not content to settle for second best, more and more of us are ditching bad dates and embracing single status. We're 'quirkyalones', single and loving it."
I've always said that i have given up...cos i accept being single. I'm not sure if i "lurve" it, but im fine with how i spend my time. I'm actually finding it difficult sharing my time amongst various friends and more so, devoting some time to myself. Let alone sharing that little time with a "him".
But back to the article on Sasha Cagen and her book on being quirkyalone...The book is titled "Quirkyalone: A Manifesto for Uncompromising Romantics"...I want to read it. Finally, i have come across someone, some ideas, a philosophy that is parallel to mine.
"A quirkyalone is someone who prefers to wait for the right person to come along rather than dating indiscriminately. He or she has come to appreciate singledom as a natural state, a way to live a fulfilling life."
45% of Australians are single or divorced - a stat provided in the article, which to me just screams that singleness is a very normal thing...so we shouldn't be stigmatised for being so. Its not that I dont want to be in a relationship...im just not going to hold my breath until i turn blue...sorta thing, waiting for it to happen to me. Which, from this article, i am proud to say that many feel the same way. Life is too short to put on hold while you wait for someone. Enjoy it in the now and when a person of interest comes along...enjoy it even further!
I hate the fact that i get looked upon as a sad puppy who needs your pity for being single. I especially get it from relos, and the only ones that say to me "its okay, ur still young!" are my aunts who are in their late 30's and are single. They only offer comfort because im one of them. Its so cliched.
On Saturday nite, i went out with a friend, and i met her friend. Her friend later said to her that he thought it was funny that we were both single. If he had said that to me, i would have asked "And?" Not to antagonise him...but more to ask out of curiosity about his opinion and the perspective that i would not have been able to come up with on my own - as im not a guy. My And? was more like: "So, im interesting and fun to talk to...not completely an ugmo...does that mean i should be in a relationship? what do u mean?" It would have been more like that moment between Berger and Miranda, when he was telling her about what guys really meant when they "have an early meeting tomoro morning, and therefore cant have coffee." I wanted to be enlightened, to streamline and clear things up in my head.
For the fun of it, i went to Sasha Cagen's site and did the test on how quirkyalone i was...my results are as follows:
How quirkyalone are you?
Your score was 76. Somewhat quirkyalone (otherwise known as quirkytogether): You are probably part of a mysterious group of people, the quirkytogethers. You share many of our quirky qualities, but you manage to find yourself, on a regular basis, in a coupled situation. Interesting.
I don't quite like the term "quirkyalone" as much as i do "quirkytogether"...because i dont feel alone - im often too busy to feel it...and i have many other "quirkytogether" friends that i bum with...and because a person is single it != alone or even lonely. Well i dont think it has to...of course a person might feel it from time to time...what person doesnt feel it, ever? I mean you could be with someone, but while they are away on a business trip or something...ur going to miss them and feel alone while they are gone.
Anyways...i've re-written this to bits...and i've lost the real point to this blog, so im just gonna post this even though it may be incoherent and my apologies to anyone who is trying to make sense of all the various tangents i have gone writing on, and is now lost.
*bleh*
The byline to this article reads: "Not content to settle for second best, more and more of us are ditching bad dates and embracing single status. We're 'quirkyalones', single and loving it."
I've always said that i have given up...cos i accept being single. I'm not sure if i "lurve" it, but im fine with how i spend my time. I'm actually finding it difficult sharing my time amongst various friends and more so, devoting some time to myself. Let alone sharing that little time with a "him".
But back to the article on Sasha Cagen and her book on being quirkyalone...The book is titled "Quirkyalone: A Manifesto for Uncompromising Romantics"...I want to read it. Finally, i have come across someone, some ideas, a philosophy that is parallel to mine.
"A quirkyalone is someone who prefers to wait for the right person to come along rather than dating indiscriminately. He or she has come to appreciate singledom as a natural state, a way to live a fulfilling life."
45% of Australians are single or divorced - a stat provided in the article, which to me just screams that singleness is a very normal thing...so we shouldn't be stigmatised for being so. Its not that I dont want to be in a relationship...im just not going to hold my breath until i turn blue...sorta thing, waiting for it to happen to me. Which, from this article, i am proud to say that many feel the same way. Life is too short to put on hold while you wait for someone. Enjoy it in the now and when a person of interest comes along...enjoy it even further!
I hate the fact that i get looked upon as a sad puppy who needs your pity for being single. I especially get it from relos, and the only ones that say to me "its okay, ur still young!" are my aunts who are in their late 30's and are single. They only offer comfort because im one of them. Its so cliched.
On Saturday nite, i went out with a friend, and i met her friend. Her friend later said to her that he thought it was funny that we were both single. If he had said that to me, i would have asked "And?" Not to antagonise him...but more to ask out of curiosity about his opinion and the perspective that i would not have been able to come up with on my own - as im not a guy. My And? was more like: "So, im interesting and fun to talk to...not completely an ugmo...does that mean i should be in a relationship? what do u mean?" It would have been more like that moment between Berger and Miranda, when he was telling her about what guys really meant when they "have an early meeting tomoro morning, and therefore cant have coffee." I wanted to be enlightened, to streamline and clear things up in my head.
For the fun of it, i went to Sasha Cagen's site and did the test on how quirkyalone i was...my results are as follows:
How quirkyalone are you?
Your score was 76. Somewhat quirkyalone (otherwise known as quirkytogether): You are probably part of a mysterious group of people, the quirkytogethers. You share many of our quirky qualities, but you manage to find yourself, on a regular basis, in a coupled situation. Interesting.
I don't quite like the term "quirkyalone" as much as i do "quirkytogether"...because i dont feel alone - im often too busy to feel it...and i have many other "quirkytogether" friends that i bum with...and because a person is single it != alone or even lonely. Well i dont think it has to...of course a person might feel it from time to time...what person doesnt feel it, ever? I mean you could be with someone, but while they are away on a business trip or something...ur going to miss them and feel alone while they are gone.
Anyways...i've re-written this to bits...and i've lost the real point to this blog, so im just gonna post this even though it may be incoherent and my apologies to anyone who is trying to make sense of all the various tangents i have gone writing on, and is now lost.
*bleh*
Friday, March 12, 2004
Will you "Marry Me"?
My friend was dumped on Monday, by the love of her life...because it was his calling...to become...a Priest!
She is fine, and has found inner strength to go on...but *ugh*...
her perspective: you love this guy so much and yet he loves God more...I think she is in either a deep denial or her feelings have really been resolved! I remember the first time the idea popped into her bf's head and she told me about it. They are both devout Catholics, but she just couldnt fathom that he would join the ministry - until his Priest mentioned it to him one day!
She said to me just then on the phone that she was okay with it, I mean how do you compete with God? and he feels its his calling. She asked him this morning if he would marry her? When she said that, i was like "OMG!?" Last attempt to keep him!?!?!?! WHY?
What she meant was "Will you marry me off to another guy...when the time comes?" *sigh* She said that they are still the best of friends, and she really wants him to be part of her Wedding Day, when it happens.
All i can say is that i would be hugely crushed.
She is fine, and has found inner strength to go on...but *ugh*...
her perspective: you love this guy so much and yet he loves God more...I think she is in either a deep denial or her feelings have really been resolved! I remember the first time the idea popped into her bf's head and she told me about it. They are both devout Catholics, but she just couldnt fathom that he would join the ministry - until his Priest mentioned it to him one day!
She said to me just then on the phone that she was okay with it, I mean how do you compete with God? and he feels its his calling. She asked him this morning if he would marry her? When she said that, i was like "OMG!?" Last attempt to keep him!?!?!?! WHY?
What she meant was "Will you marry me off to another guy...when the time comes?" *sigh* She said that they are still the best of friends, and she really wants him to be part of her Wedding Day, when it happens.
All i can say is that i would be hugely crushed.
Thursday, March 11, 2004
My eventful week...
Friday nite - Moonlight cinemas
For me, it was awesome...Lost in Translation is a beautiful subtle movie...there is very little dialogue, albeit...but i think thats what has made it a sweet and simple movie. I was a bit thrown in one of the final scenes where Bob is whispering something in Charlotte's ear because I couldn't hear it (i dont know if i was suppose to) but that scene was lifted because I caught a falling/shooting star at the same moment.
Saturday nite
Its always the same deal with my high school friends. It was bound to happen AGAIN! I mean it happened in 1st year of uni when we went to the Pharmacy Ball - our cars got locked in a carpark...and it turned out to be a private carpark! -_-" So, saturday nite wasnt any different it was due to happen...its advertised on the noticeboards that the carpark would be closed at 1am...we get to the carpark 10mins to 1am and guess what? our cars are locked in once again...my friends spent about 20 mins looking for another entry way that might still be opened...whilst my best friend and i stood at the gate that we entered to park our cars, to wait for our other friends to pick us up in case we couldnt get the cars out. So as we stand around, i go look at the noticeboard and there is a little message in small print (as usual) to call a particular number for after hour help. So, we call and find out that the security guards are pissing in their pants laughing for something they caused...and find that we can get the car out...following their instructions on how to get into the carpark first off. bleh. -_-!
So, I got home at 2:30am...
I should stop making plans for myself...cos when i do, it gets foiled...i say to myself..."Lets stay at home tonite and watch that dvd/vcd..." and then when i say that to myself...someone calls about 30 mins after to ask "Hey! Are u busy tonite? Wanna go and do blah?" In which i reply with hesitation these days, cos staying in seems more enjoyable, especially after such said events like cars getting locked up in carparks! Or roaming the streets in search of a restaurant that will cater for 11 people on the nite...at 8:30pm...because the person who organised dinner decided Korean BBQ just wasnt the go for that nite. *yeah*
Good news: my sis-in-law gave birth to an adorable beauty of a baby girl! Born a month exactly before me, and same day as her father but 6 months ahead in the calendar!
Sunday
I chatted online on an US server cos my friend asked me to join...since i wasnt doing anything...i did...and it was fun...but not like the rush i use to get as a kid. When ur new to irc...its a hoot...but i havent actively chatted to anyone for like yonks...i mean anyone who is unknown. Occassionaly, im on irc with friends on our own channel...but thats about it.
Then i went to the gym...and when i went to stretch with my gym bud...and she told me something about a guy...i was literally rolling on the floor laughing...because i was already on the floor...i havent laughed like that for a long while...good for the abs.
Monday
Took the day off work...i woke up really nauseous and dizzy...i think its the antibiotics, because its really strong...my doctor told me i might have side effects...ugh!
My lil brother took the day off school...so there he is on one side of the living room coughing, while im on the other side with my head spinning out...my mother is in the middle watch Springer! Ha!
Tuesday
I thought i felt extremely better, so i went to work. Had i known that my Wednesday would be so bad...i wouldnt have went to work and then to the gym afterwards! doh! I noticed at the gym in couldnt really run...i felt queezy, so i decreased the speed and walked on an incline for a very long while compared to running for a long while. I got home and had some yogurt and then went to shower and straight to bed.
Wednesday
3am...the yogurt and the water i drank and whatever else i had during the day yesterday...all came up. Its a miracle that my body knew to get out of bed and sit up, grab my bin which was lined with a bag and up-chuck in that. It was a good 3 mins for me to get out of bed...surprisingly I didnt make a mess before getting up. I thought the worse was over after the up-chuck...but no...i started getting the chills and hot flushes after that. *fun* I had to call in sick again...i didnt want to have repercussions of my food poisoning escapade at work the other time about 2 months ago. Nor risk weirding out while driving to work on Homebush Bay Drive.
Thursday
Im at work again...hopefully the worst has passed...
According to my workmate, i look like ive lost weight...my face is sullen and my chubby cheeks have gone. Should i *woohoo* over this? I dont think so...
For me, it was awesome...Lost in Translation is a beautiful subtle movie...there is very little dialogue, albeit...but i think thats what has made it a sweet and simple movie. I was a bit thrown in one of the final scenes where Bob is whispering something in Charlotte's ear because I couldn't hear it (i dont know if i was suppose to) but that scene was lifted because I caught a falling/shooting star at the same moment.
Saturday nite
Its always the same deal with my high school friends. It was bound to happen AGAIN! I mean it happened in 1st year of uni when we went to the Pharmacy Ball - our cars got locked in a carpark...and it turned out to be a private carpark! -_-" So, saturday nite wasnt any different it was due to happen...its advertised on the noticeboards that the carpark would be closed at 1am...we get to the carpark 10mins to 1am and guess what? our cars are locked in once again...my friends spent about 20 mins looking for another entry way that might still be opened...whilst my best friend and i stood at the gate that we entered to park our cars, to wait for our other friends to pick us up in case we couldnt get the cars out. So as we stand around, i go look at the noticeboard and there is a little message in small print (as usual) to call a particular number for after hour help. So, we call and find out that the security guards are pissing in their pants laughing for something they caused...and find that we can get the car out...following their instructions on how to get into the carpark first off. bleh. -_-!
So, I got home at 2:30am...
I should stop making plans for myself...cos when i do, it gets foiled...i say to myself..."Lets stay at home tonite and watch that dvd/vcd..." and then when i say that to myself...someone calls about 30 mins after to ask "Hey! Are u busy tonite? Wanna go and do blah?" In which i reply with hesitation these days, cos staying in seems more enjoyable, especially after such said events like cars getting locked up in carparks! Or roaming the streets in search of a restaurant that will cater for 11 people on the nite...at 8:30pm...because the person who organised dinner decided Korean BBQ just wasnt the go for that nite. *yeah*
Good news: my sis-in-law gave birth to an adorable beauty of a baby girl! Born a month exactly before me, and same day as her father but 6 months ahead in the calendar!
Sunday
I chatted online on an US server cos my friend asked me to join...since i wasnt doing anything...i did...and it was fun...but not like the rush i use to get as a kid. When ur new to irc...its a hoot...but i havent actively chatted to anyone for like yonks...i mean anyone who is unknown. Occassionaly, im on irc with friends on our own channel...but thats about it.
Then i went to the gym...and when i went to stretch with my gym bud...and she told me something about a guy...i was literally rolling on the floor laughing...because i was already on the floor...i havent laughed like that for a long while...good for the abs.
Monday
Took the day off work...i woke up really nauseous and dizzy...i think its the antibiotics, because its really strong...my doctor told me i might have side effects...ugh!
My lil brother took the day off school...so there he is on one side of the living room coughing, while im on the other side with my head spinning out...my mother is in the middle watch Springer! Ha!
Tuesday
I thought i felt extremely better, so i went to work. Had i known that my Wednesday would be so bad...i wouldnt have went to work and then to the gym afterwards! doh! I noticed at the gym in couldnt really run...i felt queezy, so i decreased the speed and walked on an incline for a very long while compared to running for a long while. I got home and had some yogurt and then went to shower and straight to bed.
Wednesday
3am...the yogurt and the water i drank and whatever else i had during the day yesterday...all came up. Its a miracle that my body knew to get out of bed and sit up, grab my bin which was lined with a bag and up-chuck in that. It was a good 3 mins for me to get out of bed...surprisingly I didnt make a mess before getting up. I thought the worse was over after the up-chuck...but no...i started getting the chills and hot flushes after that. *fun* I had to call in sick again...i didnt want to have repercussions of my food poisoning escapade at work the other time about 2 months ago. Nor risk weirding out while driving to work on Homebush Bay Drive.
Thursday
Im at work again...hopefully the worst has passed...
According to my workmate, i look like ive lost weight...my face is sullen and my chubby cheeks have gone. Should i *woohoo* over this? I dont think so...
Friday, March 05, 2004
While crawling...
Okay this will be a short post...tomoros won't be, depending on whether or not tonite's moonlight cinema gets rained out or not!
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When in traffic...and ur moving like a snail on the road...its always good to have a nice view in ur rearview mirror!
;)
Although...ppl, i'm in need of a consensus on guessing if a guy has a gf? For instance if a guy has either a "cute" or "pretty" dangly thingy hanging on his rearview mirror...is it safe to assume he has a gf? Cos this guy had this really pretty PINK shiny thingy...i couldnt make out if it was a heart or not...but yeah...looked suss to me...hehehe
Anyways...have fun to all of you who are gonna go drinking tonite - if its on...and please (to my friends) dont get too hammered! I worry about u guys who dont remember things after drinking excessively - well, just when u drink excessively, full stop!
=(
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When in traffic...and ur moving like a snail on the road...its always good to have a nice view in ur rearview mirror!
;)
Although...ppl, i'm in need of a consensus on guessing if a guy has a gf? For instance if a guy has either a "cute" or "pretty" dangly thingy hanging on his rearview mirror...is it safe to assume he has a gf? Cos this guy had this really pretty PINK shiny thingy...i couldnt make out if it was a heart or not...but yeah...looked suss to me...hehehe
Anyways...have fun to all of you who are gonna go drinking tonite - if its on...and please (to my friends) dont get too hammered! I worry about u guys who dont remember things after drinking excessively - well, just when u drink excessively, full stop!
=(
Thursday, March 04, 2004
What of tomoro?
I took a day off cos i had a specialist appointment...and after running other errands, i was walking back to my car...
I dont know, obviously time has changed, right? Girls as young as 8 y/o are menstruating these days, but when i was a girl...it was more like 12-13 y/o. Boys are growing faster too, the growth spurts for them starts earlier too...but what i want to know is whether or not their minds are developing earlier?
I see kids loitering around after school...they seem like the youngens in year 7 or 8...i wonder what they are thinking of, whether they see anything in their future, whether they aspire to anything? While i was in year 7...i was thinking about having fun as much as any kid, but i also did think about my future...i did consider what i would like to be when i grew up, after high school...whether i wanted to be a mother or a career woman. What type of career would be fun and interesting? What career would i really want to do and would be able to do?
I look at these kids and i worry for their future. To me, they look like they have given up. I know that education isnt free. My English teacher, Mr Paul Gilchrist, would always tell us, "i wish u guys were born 10 years earlier, there is too much talent here that might go to waste because there is a high price associated with education these days. i wish u guys were born when i was born, because tertiary education was free then."
I wonder if these kids think to themselves that they cant make it? Do they ever think: "i would like to be a when i grow up...but it will cost me an arm and a leg and my nose to pay for my way OR i'd rather work, i would never be able to get the marks to get into uni!" As a kid, i wanted to be a fashion designer, an interior designer, a real estate mogul, an artist, an architect, an accountant, a lawyer, a secret agent, a doctor - specifically a psychiatrist, a writer, a stoke broker, an architect again, a lawyer again, and then a neurologist - altho mum wanted me to become a gynecologist or an obstetrician. I always thought i had a chance, even though i knew it would cost money...i never thought i couldnt get into uni if i tried hard enough or that i would never find a way to my "dream career".
As a kid, i just thought that i had to work hard and that i will get there. Maybe it was my upbringing...my mother was always telling me to appreciate my education...not to do it for her, but for myself...cos in the end i would have to look after myself...the better the career, the more money, the more secure id be...if id lose my job, because of my education, i would have a better chance in finding another...what she drummed in, was more about the fact that i would have to be independent...so it didnt matter what i did, so long as i was happy with the job and i was able to look after myself then everything would be good for the future.
And her back-up plan was of course...since im a girl...i could always be a mother if i really sucked in the work force! *LoL* She seems so liberated at times and then she whips out something from the 1950's...hahaha...
So, these kids in the streets...still in their uniform...do they care about what will actually happen when they finish school? Are they just going to bum around for as long as they can? It doesnt look like they even want to try to do anything productive...I MAY BE WRONG! I dont deny that, but thats what i think when i look at them...its disheartening, because i think the least they could do for themselves is try...but there is this unwillingness or they are just busy having fun...loitering???
I dont know...but when i see kids like this and i look at my niece, i worry even further...and my sister in law is about to give birth to baby #2...which scares me even more...is it a downhill spiral for the kids of today who are our future leaders of tomoro? what will tomoro be like if they dont care whether or not there is a tomoro?
I dont know, obviously time has changed, right? Girls as young as 8 y/o are menstruating these days, but when i was a girl...it was more like 12-13 y/o. Boys are growing faster too, the growth spurts for them starts earlier too...but what i want to know is whether or not their minds are developing earlier?
I see kids loitering around after school...they seem like the youngens in year 7 or 8...i wonder what they are thinking of, whether they see anything in their future, whether they aspire to anything? While i was in year 7...i was thinking about having fun as much as any kid, but i also did think about my future...i did consider what i would like to be when i grew up, after high school...whether i wanted to be a mother or a career woman. What type of career would be fun and interesting? What career would i really want to do and would be able to do?
I look at these kids and i worry for their future. To me, they look like they have given up. I know that education isnt free. My English teacher, Mr Paul Gilchrist, would always tell us, "i wish u guys were born 10 years earlier, there is too much talent here that might go to waste because there is a high price associated with education these days. i wish u guys were born when i was born, because tertiary education was free then."
I wonder if these kids think to themselves that they cant make it? Do they ever think: "i would like to be a
As a kid, i just thought that i had to work hard and that i will get there. Maybe it was my upbringing...my mother was always telling me to appreciate my education...not to do it for her, but for myself...cos in the end i would have to look after myself...the better the career, the more money, the more secure id be...if id lose my job, because of my education, i would have a better chance in finding another...what she drummed in, was more about the fact that i would have to be independent...so it didnt matter what i did, so long as i was happy with the job and i was able to look after myself then everything would be good for the future.
And her back-up plan was of course...since im a girl...i could always be a mother if i really sucked in the work force! *LoL* She seems so liberated at times and then she whips out something from the 1950's...hahaha...
So, these kids in the streets...still in their uniform...do they care about what will actually happen when they finish school? Are they just going to bum around for as long as they can? It doesnt look like they even want to try to do anything productive...I MAY BE WRONG! I dont deny that, but thats what i think when i look at them...its disheartening, because i think the least they could do for themselves is try...but there is this unwillingness or they are just busy having fun...loitering???
I dont know...but when i see kids like this and i look at my niece, i worry even further...and my sister in law is about to give birth to baby #2...which scares me even more...is it a downhill spiral for the kids of today who are our future leaders of tomoro? what will tomoro be like if they dont care whether or not there is a tomoro?
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Love her...
There was this episode of Home Improvement...and this old man tells Tim Taylor about his wife who has passed away to illustrate his point.
He says to Tim: "My wife has these porcelain cats that she would line up on the windowsill to display. Its the most hideous thing i have ever seen. I hate them. So, i would take them off the windowsill and line them up in the cupboard. Everyday without fail after i have placed them in the cupboard, she would go to the cupboard and take them out and line them back on the windowsill."
Tim asks: "Now that she has passed away, where are the cats now? Did u get rid of them?"
The old man says: "They are on the windowsill, all lined up."
Tim says: "I thought u hated them?"
The old man replies: "But she loved them... You see, u dont have to understand women...u just have to love them."
Basically, even though the old man hated those cats, his wife loved them and he loved his wife more than enough to keep them on the windowsill even though she had passed away...its all out of love...*sigh*...
Who would of thought something insightful would come out of Home Improvement? Although, Wilson would always say something good and philosophical...floats totally right over Tim's head...but yeah...
=)
He says to Tim: "My wife has these porcelain cats that she would line up on the windowsill to display. Its the most hideous thing i have ever seen. I hate them. So, i would take them off the windowsill and line them up in the cupboard. Everyday without fail after i have placed them in the cupboard, she would go to the cupboard and take them out and line them back on the windowsill."
Tim asks: "Now that she has passed away, where are the cats now? Did u get rid of them?"
The old man says: "They are on the windowsill, all lined up."
Tim says: "I thought u hated them?"
The old man replies: "But she loved them... You see, u dont have to understand women...u just have to love them."
Basically, even though the old man hated those cats, his wife loved them and he loved his wife more than enough to keep them on the windowsill even though she had passed away...its all out of love...*sigh*...
Who would of thought something insightful would come out of Home Improvement? Although, Wilson would always say something good and philosophical...floats totally right over Tim's head...but yeah...
=)
Monday, March 01, 2004
Like a wall flower...
I watched Mona Lisa Smiles on Friday nite. I really enjoyed it. Not because it was the best movie I had ever seen...it was just a quaint, insightful, good feeling sort of movie - that was really directed to females. It was funny and sincere, and it evoked emotions in me. Emotions that reside in the part of me that is pro-female, not quite feminist, pro-choice for both genders. It made me laugh and i felt good when i recognised Pollock when i saw it!
On Saturday, i caught Irreversible...my workmate had said that he wanted to watch it because it received rave reviews, so naturally i was really curious. After reading the reviews i was worried that i wouldnt be able to handle the details of such traumatic events. i think im left desensitised after watching it...all i can hear is the fire extinguisher at the point of contact...that mixture of the thuds or twangs...if u ever heard a fire extinguisher upon impact with, say a concrete floor, thats the sound i hear in my head...the final scene of that chapter of the movie is highly disturbing...surprisingly my pasta for lunch didnt pop back up.
I will never be the same again if i ever hear of a woman getting raped cos now i have a scene of it in my head. Yes, i actually sat there watching a rape scene in all its gore for the whole 9 or so minutes. A couple walked out after the girl was raped...i dont think the gf of the couple could take it anymore. Although, she walked out just when the movie was entering "happier" mode...There are 3 sections to the movie...the first 2 sections are disturbing, gut wrenching, utterly explicit, horrific stuf...while the 3rd section is more light and fluffy...
In a way, im glad the movie made its transition from yuck to omg to okay...if it had happened in the sequence of events as it should have happened and not backwards, i think i would be more traumatised...with the movie going backwards, certain things are kept from you. had you already been aware of those things...the story to me, would have been more upsetting.
I come home from watching Irreversible...and i go to my friends house and watch A Tale of Two Sisters...its suppose to be Korea's #1 horror flick...nope...did nothing for me...it confused me, but scare me? not in this life time and definitely not after Irreversible had shocked my system. There were errie parts, albeit...but i watched it without a flinch.
Last nite, i watched The Gift...i think the movie is suppose to be a horror flick...but it didnt turn out that way, or once again, i just dont feel anything. i watched it waiting for a scary part...but to no avail...i just sat there like i was watching some soap opera...
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I'm actually continuing this post...i tend to make promises (blog-related) and then break them...ahahaha...
I watched Once Upon A Time in Mexico...and it was a really funny movie...obvious B-grade (or was it meant to look like it?), i couldn't stop cracking up...the gun in the guitar, the acrobatics, the knives that Salma manages to throw at the bad guys, the bombs, the whole militia outfit, the fact that a CIA agent is playing all these people along with an ex FBI...its just ridiculous. Characters are killed off left right and centre, for any reason u can think of...its hilarious...
Mind you i watched this on dvd...at home...so here i am in my pjs *rofl* with tears in my eyes...i would suggest anyone who wants a laugh to go watch this movie...or grab a copy of it...just for Johnny Depp...watch it! =P
On Saturday, i caught Irreversible...my workmate had said that he wanted to watch it because it received rave reviews, so naturally i was really curious. After reading the reviews i was worried that i wouldnt be able to handle the details of such traumatic events. i think im left desensitised after watching it...all i can hear is the fire extinguisher at the point of contact...that mixture of the thuds or twangs...if u ever heard a fire extinguisher upon impact with, say a concrete floor, thats the sound i hear in my head...the final scene of that chapter of the movie is highly disturbing...surprisingly my pasta for lunch didnt pop back up.
I will never be the same again if i ever hear of a woman getting raped cos now i have a scene of it in my head. Yes, i actually sat there watching a rape scene in all its gore for the whole 9 or so minutes. A couple walked out after the girl was raped...i dont think the gf of the couple could take it anymore. Although, she walked out just when the movie was entering "happier" mode...There are 3 sections to the movie...the first 2 sections are disturbing, gut wrenching, utterly explicit, horrific stuf...while the 3rd section is more light and fluffy...
In a way, im glad the movie made its transition from yuck to omg to okay...if it had happened in the sequence of events as it should have happened and not backwards, i think i would be more traumatised...with the movie going backwards, certain things are kept from you. had you already been aware of those things...the story to me, would have been more upsetting.
I come home from watching Irreversible...and i go to my friends house and watch A Tale of Two Sisters...its suppose to be Korea's #1 horror flick...nope...did nothing for me...it confused me, but scare me? not in this life time and definitely not after Irreversible had shocked my system. There were errie parts, albeit...but i watched it without a flinch.
Last nite, i watched The Gift...i think the movie is suppose to be a horror flick...but it didnt turn out that way, or once again, i just dont feel anything. i watched it waiting for a scary part...but to no avail...i just sat there like i was watching some soap opera...
I'm actually continuing this post...i tend to make promises (blog-related) and then break them...ahahaha...
I watched Once Upon A Time in Mexico...and it was a really funny movie...obvious B-grade (or was it meant to look like it?), i couldn't stop cracking up...the gun in the guitar, the acrobatics, the knives that Salma manages to throw at the bad guys, the bombs, the whole militia outfit, the fact that a CIA agent is playing all these people along with an ex FBI...its just ridiculous. Characters are killed off left right and centre, for any reason u can think of...its hilarious...
Mind you i watched this on dvd...at home...so here i am in my pjs *rofl* with tears in my eyes...i would suggest anyone who wants a laugh to go watch this movie...or grab a copy of it...just for Johnny Depp...watch it! =P
Wednesday, February 25, 2004
I woke up.
i sleep well at nite.
i rarely recall any of my dreams.
i have a nice sleeping pattern.
i'm blessed, as once my head hits the pillow...i go into a deep slumber.
But this morning...i woke up from a dream.
it was about 5 in the morning.
The dream was of a guy that i use to crush on.
He asked me to the movies...but not like on a date.
It was like as a friend would ask u to go, to catch the latest flick...uno?
The crush asked me to catch the movie "Irreversible".
Highly out of the ordinary...
i really doubt that he would be interested in watching it.
He rambles on, about other movies we should catch...
Those art house kind of movies.
Very unlike him.
We get into a car.
He actually opened the door for me.
He gets in the driver seat...
And thats about it.
In a jolt i wake up...which is another odd thing, i rarely ever wake up with a jolt!
What i dont get, is why am i dreaming about a guy that i no longer like? Why do i recall a really mundane dream? Why did i wake up in a jolt? It wasnt like i was running really hard and some psycho was chasing me in my dreams...so right before the psycho catches me, i wake up in a jolt...uno what i mean?
Now that would make sense to me...
i rarely recall any of my dreams.
i have a nice sleeping pattern.
i'm blessed, as once my head hits the pillow...i go into a deep slumber.
But this morning...i woke up from a dream.
it was about 5 in the morning.
The dream was of a guy that i use to crush on.
He asked me to the movies...but not like on a date.
It was like as a friend would ask u to go, to catch the latest flick...uno?
The crush asked me to catch the movie "Irreversible".
Highly out of the ordinary...
i really doubt that he would be interested in watching it.
He rambles on, about other movies we should catch...
Those art house kind of movies.
Very unlike him.
We get into a car.
He actually opened the door for me.
He gets in the driver seat...
And thats about it.
In a jolt i wake up...which is another odd thing, i rarely ever wake up with a jolt!
What i dont get, is why am i dreaming about a guy that i no longer like? Why do i recall a really mundane dream? Why did i wake up in a jolt? It wasnt like i was running really hard and some psycho was chasing me in my dreams...so right before the psycho catches me, i wake up in a jolt...uno what i mean?
Now that would make sense to me...
Tuesday, February 24, 2004
The Perfect Present
That was the title of Sex and the City last nite. I think it is meant to be read as "The Perfect Present". As in the present day, or present tense...not gift.
Carrie's current boyfriend - Jack Burger/Berger, previously went out with a lady who cheated on him. His reaction to a voice message from that lady on his answering machine was to give the double finger and a "Fudge You".
Okay, the Ex-file...the baggage...the decorator in their past...those emotions from the previous relationships that get dragged into the present relationship...the habits that u developed during ur past relationship that is brought into the present relationship...all those crappy things...How do u deal with it? Why isnt it dealt with before entering into another relationship? Why must the next person in ur life deal with it for ur ex?
I've been fortunate to have gone out with guys who i was their "first" real relationship...so there werent that many scars that needed healing, and the only baggage tended to be from their past crushes "that could have been"...dealing with those were headaches...i dont know what i would have done if i had to have dealt with an Ex.
I read a friends friend blog. The girl was basically wishing that she could punch her bf's ex for all the emotional crap that she as the current gf has to deal with now and more importantly, for the fact that her bf had loved the ex first.
Since, my track record is that of being first gf status, my assumption is that im the girl that all the future gf's of my ex will want to punch/kick/trip or just kill for the emotional baggage that they have to deal with. BUT i would like to think that i didnt leave my ex's in an emotional rollercoaster ride that they couldnt get off from. On the contrary...i still hold that all of my break ups have been neutral, yes it was hard at the time...but it wasnt nasty...and i still talk to all of my ex's. So, hopefully - no future gf will want to kick my arse.
IF anything, i hope they will turn around and thank me for grooming my ex's a touch, for moulding them a lil, making them adjusted to girly things and girly needs and girly wants.
That was Sex and the City...but in Queer Eye...They helped this guy, Ralph Sutton get ready for his blind date. Now Ralph is a DJ for a radio station by passion, but to make money to fuel the passion, he DJ's at a strip bar by nite. He says he doesnt want to work at the strip bar...so lets give him the benefit of the doubt here...
Basically, for his debut of some sorts...he does a live session for the radio station where he gets to interview a star from some rock band...he has brought his blind date along to this with his twin brother, that doesnt look like him one bit (obviously not identical), and twin bro's gf.
Blind date looks like she is having fun...while the guest and band rock on...afterwards we are shown a shot where Ralph is walking his date to the limo so she can be driven home...the crew from Queer Eye are divided on whats gonna happen after date #1...some think that the blind date may become more, ie a gf later on...while some think that it wont work out.
To me, obviously the girl would be appreciative of any guy who makes the effort to look good for the nite, who prepared something to eat - which turned out very edible, organises a limo as ur ride, speaks to u with respect and manners...u gotta be polite and friendly back towards them, right? I mean i would. I would also consider going out on a second date to really get a chance to know the guy better.
But if he wasnt my type, cos it was a blind date...i would still make it look like it was a great nite and that i really enjoyed his company. So that he wouldnt look bad, especially since i knew it was being taped...So i would make it look like there was a chance between the two of us. Deceptive...
So, whoever watched Queer Eye last nite, what do u think? Do u think rocker Ralph has a chance with the blind date? Do u think the blind date liked him? I think it was obvious that he liked the blind date...hehehe...All that smoothness talk about how his necklace came off...and the Queer Eye crew learnt a smooth move from Ralph...for those who missed it, Ralph said to the blind date that his necklace came off, and so she helped him put it back on - cos obviously he cant reach the clasp...ahahaha...and while he bent his head down so she could see the clasp he put his hand on her leg...
;)
*****
In between watching the shows i tried on this dress my mother was sewing for her boss...its a black strapless...very Audrey...its for Winter...its woollen and comes to mid-calf...with stilettos on...its like OMG...i didnt want to take it off! it fit like a glove and i was so ready to just go to the Opera House! hehehe...i think i found my dress to wear to Michael Buble! *^_^*
Carrie's current boyfriend - Jack Burger/Berger, previously went out with a lady who cheated on him. His reaction to a voice message from that lady on his answering machine was to give the double finger and a "Fudge You".
Okay, the Ex-file...the baggage...the decorator in their past...those emotions from the previous relationships that get dragged into the present relationship...the habits that u developed during ur past relationship that is brought into the present relationship...all those crappy things...How do u deal with it? Why isnt it dealt with before entering into another relationship? Why must the next person in ur life deal with it for ur ex?
I've been fortunate to have gone out with guys who i was their "first" real relationship...so there werent that many scars that needed healing, and the only baggage tended to be from their past crushes "that could have been"...dealing with those were headaches...i dont know what i would have done if i had to have dealt with an Ex.
I read a friends friend blog. The girl was basically wishing that she could punch her bf's ex for all the emotional crap that she as the current gf has to deal with now and more importantly, for the fact that her bf had loved the ex first.
Since, my track record is that of being first gf status, my assumption is that im the girl that all the future gf's of my ex will want to punch/kick/trip or just kill for the emotional baggage that they have to deal with. BUT i would like to think that i didnt leave my ex's in an emotional rollercoaster ride that they couldnt get off from. On the contrary...i still hold that all of my break ups have been neutral, yes it was hard at the time...but it wasnt nasty...and i still talk to all of my ex's. So, hopefully - no future gf will want to kick my arse.
IF anything, i hope they will turn around and thank me for grooming my ex's a touch, for moulding them a lil, making them adjusted to girly things and girly needs and girly wants.
That was Sex and the City...but in Queer Eye...They helped this guy, Ralph Sutton get ready for his blind date. Now Ralph is a DJ for a radio station by passion, but to make money to fuel the passion, he DJ's at a strip bar by nite. He says he doesnt want to work at the strip bar...so lets give him the benefit of the doubt here...
Basically, for his debut of some sorts...he does a live session for the radio station where he gets to interview a star from some rock band...he has brought his blind date along to this with his twin brother, that doesnt look like him one bit (obviously not identical), and twin bro's gf.
Blind date looks like she is having fun...while the guest and band rock on...afterwards we are shown a shot where Ralph is walking his date to the limo so she can be driven home...the crew from Queer Eye are divided on whats gonna happen after date #1...some think that the blind date may become more, ie a gf later on...while some think that it wont work out.
To me, obviously the girl would be appreciative of any guy who makes the effort to look good for the nite, who prepared something to eat - which turned out very edible, organises a limo as ur ride, speaks to u with respect and manners...u gotta be polite and friendly back towards them, right? I mean i would. I would also consider going out on a second date to really get a chance to know the guy better.
But if he wasnt my type, cos it was a blind date...i would still make it look like it was a great nite and that i really enjoyed his company. So that he wouldnt look bad, especially since i knew it was being taped...So i would make it look like there was a chance between the two of us. Deceptive...
So, whoever watched Queer Eye last nite, what do u think? Do u think rocker Ralph has a chance with the blind date? Do u think the blind date liked him? I think it was obvious that he liked the blind date...hehehe...All that smoothness talk about how his necklace came off...and the Queer Eye crew learnt a smooth move from Ralph...for those who missed it, Ralph said to the blind date that his necklace came off, and so she helped him put it back on - cos obviously he cant reach the clasp...ahahaha...and while he bent his head down so she could see the clasp he put his hand on her leg...
;)
In between watching the shows i tried on this dress my mother was sewing for her boss...its a black strapless...very Audrey...its for Winter...its woollen and comes to mid-calf...with stilettos on...its like OMG...i didnt want to take it off! it fit like a glove and i was so ready to just go to the Opera House! hehehe...i think i found my dress to wear to Michael Buble! *^_^*
Sunday, February 22, 2004
Be-Jewel-led, Bedazzled!
I forgot to mention the Jewel Concert in the Concert Hall at the Opera House on Friday nite...other than my sliding and falling on my fudging arse inside the Opera House (second time i have slid and landed on my butt - at least i didnt land on my face!), it was a beautiful experience.
I have never met a person so talented, humble, comedic, sweet, cherishable, utterly breathe taking like Jewel...she sang her songs with conviction...she was friendly and captured our attention with her antics about her past...she did a polka and yodelled a few times...she held high notes for longer than i could imagine and quite frankly i believe she could out do Mariah any day...she has this down to earth nature about her, that makes her mesmerising...
Acoustic never sounded so fabulous...i must admit the Concert Hall is an excellent venue and it most probably enhanced the whole experience...but thats not to say that Jewel isnt talented. This woman recorded her first song at the age of 19 y/o...only knowing how to play 4 chords at the time...she played that song while busking her way to Mexico and it was when she got to Mexico did she record that song..."Who will save your soul?"...
A decade has passed and look at her now...her voice still dazzling...her talent in entertaining still iridescent...i wasnt a huge fan of Jewel...but i now sure am...she did a slightly different version of "Stand"...and it was amazing...her talent is in versatility as much as it is in her vocals and lyrics.
Although her music was more subdued...the concert reminded me of Jason Mraz's last year at the Metro. Albeit, Mraz was more upbeat...but that flexibility, that change-ablility of style and movement in the songs...it just blew me away. I was on the edge of my seat while Jewel strummed her guitar...and sang her tunes.
I was a bit disappointed that she didn't pick up a bunch of flowers that a fan had set on the stage at the end of the performance...but then again she was in high platform shoes and a short denim mini!
=P
I have never met a person so talented, humble, comedic, sweet, cherishable, utterly breathe taking like Jewel...she sang her songs with conviction...she was friendly and captured our attention with her antics about her past...she did a polka and yodelled a few times...she held high notes for longer than i could imagine and quite frankly i believe she could out do Mariah any day...she has this down to earth nature about her, that makes her mesmerising...
Acoustic never sounded so fabulous...i must admit the Concert Hall is an excellent venue and it most probably enhanced the whole experience...but thats not to say that Jewel isnt talented. This woman recorded her first song at the age of 19 y/o...only knowing how to play 4 chords at the time...she played that song while busking her way to Mexico and it was when she got to Mexico did she record that song..."Who will save your soul?"...
A decade has passed and look at her now...her voice still dazzling...her talent in entertaining still iridescent...i wasnt a huge fan of Jewel...but i now sure am...she did a slightly different version of "Stand"...and it was amazing...her talent is in versatility as much as it is in her vocals and lyrics.
Although her music was more subdued...the concert reminded me of Jason Mraz's last year at the Metro. Albeit, Mraz was more upbeat...but that flexibility, that change-ablility of style and movement in the songs...it just blew me away. I was on the edge of my seat while Jewel strummed her guitar...and sang her tunes.
I was a bit disappointed that she didn't pick up a bunch of flowers that a fan had set on the stage at the end of the performance...but then again she was in high platform shoes and a short denim mini!
=P
Rodica's and Mars Hill Cafe...
I went to dinner with my girlfriends last nite at Rodica's on Church St, Parramatta. I had this mushroom risotto...it was so yum...the cheese...i salivate!
hehehheehe
We sat there while my best friend gave commentary to all her Contiki Europe fotos...she had so much fun. Somewhere along the line i noticed that she blossomed on the trip - Hooray! to her...i've been waiting for that day...hehehe...and she couldnt stop talking about the hot tour guide they had in Belgium - he was half English and German...he is a spunk and a half...but just not my type...kekeke...she has this awesome shot of him though...visuals always help!
=)
Apparently some guy friends from high school were gonna turn up too, although after the basketball game they went to watch at Homebush...so we sat at the restaurant until they came up to meet us.
A little side tracking here: My best friend...she went to my high school until year 10, and then she left and went to a selective school...so she has a second circle of friends...its sorta funny...she use to be worried that the two circles wouldnt mesh...but from example of last nite...i think its silly that she ever felt that way.
Two friends from her selective high school joined us at Mars Hill Cafe (also on Church St, just after Cold Rock Ice Creamery), a girl and a guy. The girl I have met a couple of times and to be honest, since we bump into each other at concerts all the time, we get along like a house on fire! She has promised to try and get me free tix for the Pete Murray concert (she has connections)...so i can sell my tix off to someone who wants to join us on that Saturday nite!
;)
Okay, back to the rest of the blog: So we go to Mars Hill...to me, its like an equilavent to Brown Sugar, the employees are all friendly and nice...relaxed and the atmosphere is so down to earth...*ahhh* The menu comes in the form of a little booklet in a CD case...hehehe...and they have the most funkiest coffee/non coffee drinks around. If u ever get the chance to pop in...I have been informed that u must try the "Celtic Grog" which comes in a funky chalice...be sure to stir it.
I had a drink called the "De-mint"...it usually comes in a coffee version...but since i dont drink coffee...they made me a non-coffee version...and it was yum-diddly-scrumptious. I like that sort of refreshing minty taste...and the drink i had was like an Iced Mint Slice (yes the Arnott's biscuit) and they actually pop a mint slice into the bottom of the drink, as well as some blended into the drink.
This cafe has an upstairs section, and my friend said that they usually hold poetry readings and live music. They have a camera in the upstairs facing the stage, which is shown live to the people down stairs. There is a game shelf, where u will find Taboo, Scrabble, Trivia Pursuit, cards, and some other games in which i cant remember...hehheehe
There is this separate small room with bean bags and a booth seat...thats where we went into first, cos there was a live band playing in the main upstairs area...it was cosy...we fit 15 ppl in it...but since yesterday was a stinking hot day, we all hussled out to the main upstairs area when the live performance ended! *LoL*
But while in that cosy room with lava lamps and all...we had a crack up for all times...I cant remember the last time i laughed-out-loud-so-hard-almost-peed-in-my-pants like that...the other times: would be at a cook out or in E's car while going somewhere like filming, dinner, Harry's, movies...etc.
Side tracking again: There was this time E was driving L and i to Harry's after a film shoot at Usyd...it was the famous "Kidney scene". As we drove to Harry's we must have been high on the craziness of that shoot...we just couldnt stop laughing...when we got to Harry's i think E nearly choked on his food...we get back into the car after eating and L closed the door on her jeans...(not noticing that she did)...so were driving along and we end up going for a joyride to the Cross, cos E wants to film some hookers on the streets. This is another insane part...E is like daring L to scream out "how much?" and obscene things like "i want pussy!"
She does this as any diligent partner in crime would, as it was nothing new to the both of them...but here i am witnessing it all over again, after a while of not hearing it...it would have probably been a good 6 months since we did a film session and grabbed a bite to eat like that...im in the back seat of the car pissing myself laughing and slouching in my seat as L is screaming the obscenities...
Then L tried to move her left leg but she realises that her jeans are caught in the car door...and she has been secretly trying to get her jeans free but has not managed to do so. Then E and i find out and were like "what are u doing?" E is like "u look like ur having a fit" and she tells him to stop the car without an explanation...and she opens the door to set her leg and jeans free...at this point E couldnt even drive properly and i was having an asthma attack (close to, not literally) cos i was laughing so hard.
Okay, it may not sound hilariously funny as i relay this to u now, u just had to be there, or know either E or L...actually just know E...and u would fully understand! ;)
Back to my review of Saturday nite...I had an awesome evening, last nite...great company and a lot of laughs...it has really surprised me that the guy friends from high school are now making the effort of keeping in touch. im taken aback and i really appreciate that effort! so cheers to them! =)
A friend who said he had a blast on Valentine's dinner/KoK...had asked me if i enjoyed myself at the group outing. and the truth is, I had more fun last nite than i did at Valentine's dinner. KoK was fun after dinner that nite, i enjoyed myself far more then dinner...but dinner itself wasnt so enjoyable as it could have been.
hehehheehe
We sat there while my best friend gave commentary to all her Contiki Europe fotos...she had so much fun. Somewhere along the line i noticed that she blossomed on the trip - Hooray! to her...i've been waiting for that day...hehehe...and she couldnt stop talking about the hot tour guide they had in Belgium - he was half English and German...he is a spunk and a half...but just not my type...kekeke...she has this awesome shot of him though...visuals always help!
=)
Apparently some guy friends from high school were gonna turn up too, although after the basketball game they went to watch at Homebush...so we sat at the restaurant until they came up to meet us.
A little side tracking here: My best friend...she went to my high school until year 10, and then she left and went to a selective school...so she has a second circle of friends...its sorta funny...she use to be worried that the two circles wouldnt mesh...but from example of last nite...i think its silly that she ever felt that way.
Two friends from her selective high school joined us at Mars Hill Cafe (also on Church St, just after Cold Rock Ice Creamery), a girl and a guy. The girl I have met a couple of times and to be honest, since we bump into each other at concerts all the time, we get along like a house on fire! She has promised to try and get me free tix for the Pete Murray concert (she has connections)...so i can sell my tix off to someone who wants to join us on that Saturday nite!
;)
Okay, back to the rest of the blog: So we go to Mars Hill...to me, its like an equilavent to Brown Sugar, the employees are all friendly and nice...relaxed and the atmosphere is so down to earth...*ahhh* The menu comes in the form of a little booklet in a CD case...hehehe...and they have the most funkiest coffee/non coffee drinks around. If u ever get the chance to pop in...I have been informed that u must try the "Celtic Grog" which comes in a funky chalice...be sure to stir it.
I had a drink called the "De-mint"...it usually comes in a coffee version...but since i dont drink coffee...they made me a non-coffee version...and it was yum-diddly-scrumptious. I like that sort of refreshing minty taste...and the drink i had was like an Iced Mint Slice (yes the Arnott's biscuit) and they actually pop a mint slice into the bottom of the drink, as well as some blended into the drink.
This cafe has an upstairs section, and my friend said that they usually hold poetry readings and live music. They have a camera in the upstairs facing the stage, which is shown live to the people down stairs. There is a game shelf, where u will find Taboo, Scrabble, Trivia Pursuit, cards, and some other games in which i cant remember...hehheehe
There is this separate small room with bean bags and a booth seat...thats where we went into first, cos there was a live band playing in the main upstairs area...it was cosy...we fit 15 ppl in it...but since yesterday was a stinking hot day, we all hussled out to the main upstairs area when the live performance ended! *LoL*
But while in that cosy room with lava lamps and all...we had a crack up for all times...I cant remember the last time i laughed-out-loud-so-hard-almost-peed-in-my-pants like that...the other times: would be at a cook out or in E's car while going somewhere like filming, dinner, Harry's, movies...etc.
Side tracking again: There was this time E was driving L and i to Harry's after a film shoot at Usyd...it was the famous "Kidney scene". As we drove to Harry's we must have been high on the craziness of that shoot...we just couldnt stop laughing...when we got to Harry's i think E nearly choked on his food...we get back into the car after eating and L closed the door on her jeans...(not noticing that she did)...so were driving along and we end up going for a joyride to the Cross, cos E wants to film some hookers on the streets. This is another insane part...E is like daring L to scream out "how much?" and obscene things like "i want pussy!"
She does this as any diligent partner in crime would, as it was nothing new to the both of them...but here i am witnessing it all over again, after a while of not hearing it...it would have probably been a good 6 months since we did a film session and grabbed a bite to eat like that...im in the back seat of the car pissing myself laughing and slouching in my seat as L is screaming the obscenities...
Then L tried to move her left leg but she realises that her jeans are caught in the car door...and she has been secretly trying to get her jeans free but has not managed to do so. Then E and i find out and were like "what are u doing?" E is like "u look like ur having a fit" and she tells him to stop the car without an explanation...and she opens the door to set her leg and jeans free...at this point E couldnt even drive properly and i was having an asthma attack (close to, not literally) cos i was laughing so hard.
Okay, it may not sound hilariously funny as i relay this to u now, u just had to be there, or know either E or L...actually just know E...and u would fully understand! ;)
Back to my review of Saturday nite...I had an awesome evening, last nite...great company and a lot of laughs...it has really surprised me that the guy friends from high school are now making the effort of keeping in touch. im taken aback and i really appreciate that effort! so cheers to them! =)
A friend who said he had a blast on Valentine's dinner/KoK...had asked me if i enjoyed myself at the group outing. and the truth is, I had more fun last nite than i did at Valentine's dinner. KoK was fun after dinner that nite, i enjoyed myself far more then dinner...but dinner itself wasnt so enjoyable as it could have been.
Thursday, February 19, 2004
No pain, no gain...
I did my first BodyPump class since a very long while now...under the suggestion that i should try it to change my routine by my personal trainer. Its a class that uses weights for resistance training...my trainer told me not to use anything heavier than 2.5 kilos...preferrably just 1 kilo weights...and so i did as i was told.
The raw deal is that ur body resistance should be enough to challenge your body if u do the lifts and lunges and reps correctly. To be honest, when i'm training in the weights area...i can lift a fair bit...but in the class while doing only 1 kilo or nothing at all, I am suffering for it now.
Walking down a flight of stairs today was basically cramping up my thighs...my shoulders and triceps and biceps are also tight. I guess i shouldnt complain...its a good pain
The raw deal is that ur body resistance should be enough to challenge your body if u do the lifts and lunges and reps correctly. To be honest, when i'm training in the weights area...i can lift a fair bit...but in the class while doing only 1 kilo or nothing at all, I am suffering for it now.
Walking down a flight of stairs today was basically cramping up my thighs...my shoulders and triceps and biceps are also tight. I guess i shouldnt complain...its a good pain
