...delayed post.I finished watching the korean series hit phenomenon Boys Over Flower last month. (This is the korean version of Meteor Garden). Just one thing, it doesnt matter whether it's korean or taiwanese or japanese version, my heart goes to Ji-Ho/Hwatselei/Rui. When the whole world goes crazy over Gu Jun Pyo, I still like Ji Ho more. Well I cant say I dont like Jun Pyo (no normal girl wont be attracted to this manly creature), and I also dont have much inclination towards authistic people, just that he has one quality.. the
ultimate 's'. Watch the series and see for yourself.
Because of this, I started researching this hottie KHJ. Quite young, he's born in 1986. He's the leader of SS501 group and oh my, he dances so well, the dance step with the shaking of jacket in the song 'Im your man'. Well cant understand anything except when he shouts 'Im your man', translation would be much welcomed. Whew cant keep my eyes off him. (ok ok too much bs) Here's a link.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxu94q7HWew&feature=relatedHaayz I took Korean and I can't understand the lyrics. I took French and gave back half. Now I just finished Japanese, yes nihonggo dear, dozou yoroshiku. Ask me now, before I return all of it again. Well at least I master 4 languages from birth then learn 3 extra (barely basic level, nothing to boast of), that brings my total to 7.
I attended my friend's bday party few weeks ago. There I met a French couple. I was able to use my 'Comment talez vous' and 'Aunshante'. (the spelling is not reliable) The french guy said my accent is ok, he can understand me. Note that French has one of the hardest intonations. I feel flattered :p See this is how learning a new thing comes handy, you can relate to people in small little ways. So here goes another passion, finally started dancing waltz. Curtsy.
My attempt to find a new job sets in. I rarely have the urge to apply for new job, unless there's a trigger that fascinates me. Hmm like my first company? I just felt like squeezing myself in because it seemed hard to get in. (90% substance and 10% luck?). This time I want to squeeze myself into one of the top XXX, and I dont know any acquaintance working there except for one ex-colleague. The other top 2 places are where almost all my friends are working at. I am not crowd-centric so I didnt try the same companies. What topak is the cause... Prestige, shallow as it may sound. And actually cowardice to be exact.. trying to let nature decide its course. Running away. Or maybe, just maybe, this is actually what facing
reality is about... There are always 2 sides of a coin, it's up to you to decide which side it actually is. I am quite tired, que sera sera.
I was excited the first week, then delay sets in. It's the first time I got a phone call that is neutral - i was not rejected nor accepted. In short, the rule of elimination is there. Probably I'll stand a very minute chance if they cant get anyone, and the waiting timeframe seems indefinite. I am not satisfied with my interview answers either. I have an expression disorder. Thoughts, actions and words don't jive at the same time. I'm not good in putting my best food forward. Well, there are other major booboos in my life anyway. Maybe the one essential answer that I want to know, till now still cant spit out anything. Big L. (L sign on the forehead). For such answers, I guess it's just a matter of time when I'll be able to tell myself, maybe the answers dont make much difference anymore. :p
There was a day I was late to a dinner get-together, only because Canon in D was played in an orchestra outside a new mall. I just stood there till the piece was finished. I was drawn to the melody, it always reminds me of My Sassy Girl (being one of the OST). One day I hope I can also write an interesting story online.
What should I write.. It should be unique. Interesting. Sweet yet some bitterness. Most importantly with my signature air of depth and non-sensical whim with a twist of suspense that perhaps nobody would understand. Disturbing. Anticipated flop :p A taste of it below.
...A strange dream. I kept knocking. Knocking so hard that my hands bled and bruised. Still the door wasnt opened. The stars that I hold on to, started to become blur. Was it just my imagination? Hallucination? Well do you ever care? It is just me? Probably yes. The echo seems to reckon.Enough. Reminds me of my friend's fave phrase:
P.O.I.N.T.L.E.S.S. Literature suicide hihi
If there are no enough points, then a line segment wont be formed. It's not always that life gives you a line with the arrowhead. Math guru.
Still, is holding on to something pointless considered stupid? I used to firmly believe it's not, now I thought it can be. (but I still am in denial to say it is hihi) Time to live a life, dear princess.
Speaking of, I have a severe hallucination disorder. Like for one, I always would like to feel I'm tall. Then suddenly I looked around and notice just within my circle of friends, I can already name 1 or 2 girls taller than me, and they dont feel they are tall. All these years, I chose to think I was tall, which now I think I have to brainwash myself all over again...
unlearn and relearn.
Few months ago I queued so long in a bank for some transactions that later prompted me to write my first letter of complaint online. Onlife stuff works amazing here. I did get a reply within close of business, apologizing and saying they will investigate. I related the same story to my achi. I was really waiting for her to say I'm bitchy. She just commented on my well written letter, told me I have a talent. Then asked me
'Gago, what's your problem??!! lo-siao!@#$' Haha gago is a sign of endearment for us. The whole story was I lost sleep the night before, then had to wake up earlier that morning to go to the bank, queued so early and soo long with an inefficient queue handling system, then rushed to office and missed the bus, paid much for a cab, then was late for a meeting. It doesnt justify anything for bitchiness :p, just that we are human beings. I get pissed off too, dont push me. Waah I should be thankful there are still a handful of people who can tell. Or who simply chosed to believe. Even if I dont say a word. Thanks for blurting out the words for me.
Things are not always proportional to what is seen or heard. We are all just mere elements of fate and logic and emotions. And sometimes not everything has an explanation. Watch 500 days of Summer.
I am in my petix mode, project's about to end. Addicted to FB games during office hours. Bejeweled Blitz, cant help but to play the one-minute game and try my luck to strike the top1 spot. Farmville is also nice, I fancied one thing there, that keeps me planting everyday. Havent played the more famous Mafia Wars or Resto city, not too much into games with 'interaction'. May not be so obvious, yes I'm anti-social, I finally realized I'm one, whether you believe me or not.
Recent gadget update: finally bought ipod. As mentioned previously, just to experience the feeling of the 'wifi'-enabled city of SG. Unfortunately, I'm not using it quite often for wifi, unlike people who update fb statuses every hour. I dont seem to have a gadget appetite, not fancying anything new, even the iphone 3gs is not enough to lure me for a 2-yr phone contract. Probably iphone 3gs is a good instrument for status quo, however I'd buy something else if that is the purpose. *wink*
I'm still enjoying the scents in my room. Last month is lavender, this month is jasmine. I wonder what to put next.
I can get satisfaction from a simple task as shampooing. I'm addicted to newly washed hair, even more to fan-dried or blow-dried hair. It sets a good mood, a good start for the day if I'm able to feel my hair fresh and dry. Sheer happiness and also the cause of tardiness. (it rhymes)
Polda-dotted, that's how I think I looked like. Went for a massage few weeks ago. The masseuse was so eager to do her salestalk for 'cupping' (pa kuan). Google it, it's a form of ancient Chinese detoxification therapy where you have empty bottles on your back to suck the toxins out of your body, via pressure valves. (orig is via fire, but that's not too commonly administered now ) Since it's free, I nodded and didnt seem to expect the trouble this would be bringing me. Holy cow, it was one hell of a painnnn, I felt like being severely beaten and punched. After the therapy, my whole back and neck have big, dark red swollen circular spots. My hausmate teased me, the marks look like .. love spots? I laughed and said, 'I think being sucked by an elephant would be more suitable lolz!'. Whoooa it took 10 days to fade all these polka dots, I felt pain the first few days even when lying down or sitting. I dont think I'll be doing this again. Well after a few days, it did give sort of a relaxing feeling. But the whole process, overall I dont think it's something worth doing regularly, I'm too tired to go through hell to get a little taste of heaven. (here's a cropped pix, quote me I normally wont go backless for a self-taken pic - too crazy, just that this is a waste if not captured)
I behaved well this year, didnt keep going to Manila for vacation like last year. Maybe, there's not much difference anyway. I underestimated and overestimated several things, really.
It has been a different year. One simple thing.
The world will not stop revolving. It's up to you to keep up. I tried so many things, avoided a few things. In the end, it's not so easy to pick up where I left off. It takes courage, and I dont seem to have enough of it right now. I play with numbers everyday in my work, however age is not one of those numbers to play with, I know.
If life can be as simple as just dining in a nice place, taking some fancy pictures, the world would be such a happy place isnt it. =)
buy fresh goat milk. 
buy fresh goat milk. 
