On A Happier Note

Some misunderstandings have been resolved. I got back a friend.

Feeling down these days, I just needed to talk to someone. Someone who is neutral, whom I know would not ask too much, who would understand. I plucked up my courage and dialed the number. In the middle of the night.

The moment the words were exchanged, I knew I made the right choice. We chatted like nothing happened before. Apologies were made, but I think we are way past that stage.

I talked out my problem, and advice was given. I am not sure if it was good or bad advice, but I knew I felt a whole lot lighter and easier.  

I am sure my other problem, will soon be resolved too.

Thanks! You know who you are. 🙂

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Fakester

I learnt this ‘noun’ from a friend whom I no longer keep in touch with.

Fakester comes from the word ‘fake’. A person who is fake, we call him/her a fakester. Fake not in the sense that that person is not real, but the action/behavior/attitude of that person towards others is not true/sincere.

Very often, we often hear friends, or even ourselves complaining that some people are so fake so fake. But has it ever occured to you that sometimes, you yourself is so fake, you will not be able to believe it when you think of it?

I did not used to. Now I do. When I do realise that I am doing the same thing, I feel ashame of myself.

But when I realise that my friends are doing it as well, I can’t keep to accept it as well. Nor can I be as forgiving.

Maybe it’s because that person has always been somewhat a rather perfect person to me, that’s why I can’t accept the fact that this person can be so…. fake.

Maybe to many of you, this is just a small thing, something that happens everyday, every hour, every second.

But I think I suffered quite a big blow. My world just sort of crashed.

I need time to recover.

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Fool

A friend of mine once told me that when I am not concentrating on something, or not doing anything in particular, my eyes seem to flitter around very quickly, and many thoughts seem to go through my mind. Like a camera capturing everything that comes into its way. Meaning I am observant la.

Sometimes, I do agree on that. I take in the things I see quickly and my brain form thoughts. I see things that some people do not see (sounds eerie I know), and know things that people do not know. Even if it was just a quick simple exchange of a glance, I can still capture it, and know what it means.

But sometimes, I am like an idiot who cannot even hear someone discussing something right in front of me, or see something that happened right in front of my eyes.

Unfortunately, the times that I see and hear things, are very often things that I do not want to know about. Many a times, I wish that what I know or assume is wrong. But they alway turn out exactly what I see/think them to be.

Maybe to many people, I am just a silly, ignorant, unambitious, person.

But I am not stupid. Don’t take me for a fool.

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Facebook Craze

Yes I have joined in the craze. And I have invited some of my friends whom I know like such stuff to join in too! Quite fun la. Hee!

Join us!

www.facebook.com

If you know me, add me ya!

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Bad Influence I Am

PC read my blog entry about her, and got inspired to write about me as well. I didn’t know that I was such a *coughcough* bad influence on her. Kekekeke.

PC’s parents had always been very protective of her, even when she came of age, aka 21 years old. She was chauffered to our school then, and back from wherever we ended up at. Her pager (no handphone then) will sound every now and then, and she would have to return call to her Dad/Mum to ‘report’ where/what she was doing. If I remember correctly, she had also not been clubbing at that age too.

So, when we were in Perth of our exchange program, she went a little crazy, over he newfound, short-termed freedom. Drinking, partying like nobody’s business. SP(a classmate of ours) and I had to be sure that she didn’t get into any trouble. 

In her blog, she mentioned that I *coughcough* taught her how to drink Corona, witnessed her first *cough* puff, drowned our sorrows together at Buzz. Gawd, I think her parents must have hated me then. Their little angel grew horns under my guidance. Hahahahaha!

Nevertheless, I think PC had enjoyed those moments, and it was afterall, an experience in life, right?  

Now she is happily married with 2 little ones, and she is moving on to a job that she looks forward to. And she still makes time for friends like me. Always made me feel guilty that I am missing quite a number of the gatherings due to some reasons or another. 😛

She still remembers it is my dream to write a book. Or is it because I mentioned somewhere in my blog? Ha! Anyway, gal, if I really do publish my book one day, you will be one of the first to get an autographed copy!

Yes, some day, we really should just let our hair down and drink ourselves silly again! Cheers pal!

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Rain

Not the Korean hunk Rain.

 

Not that Taiwanese cutie pie Rainie Yang.

But just simple, rain.

Rained heavily in the middle of the night, lightning, thunder and all. Poor Elfie was so scared, he just squeezed in between my mattress and the dressing table, which was really a very tiny space, and stayed there shivering. I had to carry him to my mattress and hugged him to sleep.

Strange, because he was never scared of the rain or lightning when he was younger. But as he grew older and bigger, he got scared of it. Hmm…. strange.

Took a video of Elfie playing ball. Just a simple ball, not what you dirtyminded people think it is. Elfie loves playing with balls. Whenever he sees people playing, or hear the sound of a ball bouncing, his attention will be fully focused on them, and he will want to run to join them. But I always pull him back because, well, not everyone welcomes a dog to join in their game.

Cute, the way he brings the ball back to me and looks at me with those cute little eyes of his.

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Random

Had my Rueda level 1 exam yesterday. Should be ok, unless I was penalised for autopiloting or backleading. Well, sorry lor, most of the guys in my class cannot really make it, not to say that I am good, but I think I did better than them, that’s all. If it was moree cheem stuff, maybe I would have messed up too, but yesterday we were tested on very very basic stuff. So, yeah, should be able to pass. *grin*

Yesterday was also Elfie’s birthday. The poor dog was alone at home most of the day, so I made sure I rushed home right after class. He was a happy boy, because I bought a cake, meat loaf, muffins, pizzas for him. He could smell it the moment I stepped into the house!

The cake

Elfie wouldn’t stay still to take a photo with the cake, so I had to carry the cake and aim the camera at him.

Finally came over to sniff at the cake.

But after the candle was lit, he wouldn’t go near at all!

Shying away from the candle

I made him lie down and put the cake as near as I could

Then he ran away. And I had to make strange sounds to keep him cork his ears and stay put.

The naughty boy only licked the starwberry cream and left all the sponge cake behind. Grrr!

Feel like taking a break off work, salsa, and just stay home and do noothing but household chores and keep Elfie and mum company.

Shhh… Don’t tell anyone I sneaked off work early today. Just hung around Boat Quay. Had coffee, took a stroll down the riverbank, peoplewatch. What a relaxing way to spend my afternoon.

Can I do that everyday?

Can….

Wait till I strike that 5M Toto.

Ha!

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Nostalgic

It was Mid Autumn Festival yesterday. The full moon, the beautiful lightings, the happy mood all around. It was supposed to be a day for reunions. Instead, Mum went to KL, Bro went parktoring, I went for class. And when I got home, it was only Elfie and me.

How depressing.

Gone were the days when all of us kids would stay up all night playing with lanterns, Mum setting up the table for prayers, mooncakes, pomelos and tea on the table, with lit lanterns surrounding it.

Gone were the days when Mum would cut the mooncakes into small pieces and we would sit around eating it. I liked to eat the pomelo sac by sac, so I would take a super long time to finish 1portion of it.  

Gone were the days when Mum would buy alots of mooncakes to give away to relatives and friends. Pomelos after pomelos you see sitting on the dining table, waiting to be given away or savoured by us.

Nowadays, the day is so commercialized, only the businessmen take serious note of it. No longer do families gather together on this day, to eat, to drink or just simply to talk.

Maybe I am getting old, I do feel a little sad that these old values and traditions are getting less and less attention from people.

Did you have a happy Mid Autumn?

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Do U Miss Me?

What do you do when you miss someone?

1. Call that person?

2. Go straight to that person?

3. Send that person an email?

4. Stalk that person?

5. Dig out all the photos you have of that person and start to stare at them again and again?

What if you can’t do any of the above? How do you ease the feeling of missing that someone?

I miss you.

Do you?

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