I think I must have unrealistic expectations when I picked up 'Her Fearful Symmetry' from Borders.
But who can blame me, given the success of 'The Time Traveller's Wife' by the same author.
(oops - mich, sorry.. the book is still with me. Pls remind me to pass it back!)
I was bored by the time I hit 50 pages. I kept reading, not intrigued by the storyline but rather, thinking that the author will surprise me with twists here and there - unrealistic expectations checked.
Halfway through the book, I gave up and went straight to the ending.
Conclusion: Total waste of time.
I couldn't fathom why he is named the "King of Pop". This can because I am inclined to the chinese entertainment scene since young and hence know little about him.
I remembered him as weirdo. Someone who went overboard in changing his appearances and towards the end of his life, I labeled him as a freak because his infamous antics of holding his baby out of the window. Therefore, when he announced that he is staging a tour, I thought... "oh man, so there must be much truth in him running into financial crisis".
But when news spread on his death, I cannot help but wonder..."is this the perfect time for him to leave this world?"
Before the world tour, so that in case it turns out to be real bad and ill-prepared, everyone will only remember his past terrific performances.
Yet again, he will be leaving behind his kids and they need their father in their formative years.
Fame and glory.. double-edged sword... if he is less successful, maybe he will be happier.
So long, Michael Jackson.
Maybe it is because of an upcoming break...
Maybe it is because I happen to be working from home this week...
I think...
Maybe it is because I have walked away from the cage which I used to trap myself...
At times, I wonder when would I find the energy to pen down my thoughts in this blog.
So for those of you who are actively following this space of mine, then here's the long awaited rain after a drought of 2 months...
It was difficult to get through today. Everything seems so wrong, every step I made... seems to be the lead to another mistake. Or maybe it is me... I am not strong enough to harden my heart against the dangers of working world.
There are times when I wonder, should I be nice... or maybe don't be too nice. Or rather, would being too nice equates myself to be pushover? Fundamentally, I hope to be a nice person. Yet kindness doesn't always beget kindness and most of the time, you might end up being a fool/pushover/paper tiger/idiot/whatever-u-want-to-call it
I think I know what is preventing me from being a good leader...
Too easily shaken by unexpected twists and also too emotional.
Should learn to be a stone.
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
There are times when I really don't know where I am heading.
Where the doubts are so loud, that I can't silence them - even by covering my ears.
Where the agony is so deep, that I can't bear them - even by shutting off my mind.
Yet when things are in such a despair, I never lose sight of something.
HOPE.
I walked on, knowing that I will walk to the end of the tunnel.. no matter how much it hurts or how long it takes.
I remain hopeful that when I will reach my final destination, I will still be me.
The 'me' who is writing this entry, the same 'me' who my family, friends and myself love..
:)
真的, 觉得很满足.
我想, 真的... 没有遗憾了呀.
很温暖的感觉.
所以, 我.喜.欢.
其实, 承认自己的不足... 是一件很难的事.
好胜的我, 也许希望重新适应这个不安的自己.
我明白, 我要走那里了.
但是, 好累呀...
女人熟练地调了一杯酒. 金黄色的液体,华丽但是孤寂.
[这杯酒叫不悔, 你敢喝下它吗?] 她问着吧台另一端的他.
我不知道男人最后怎么回答. 但是, 我的答案是..
我敢.
无论是爱错了, 还是放弃的, 悲伤的, 快乐的, 痛苦的, 伤心的, 开朗的, 还是成全, 成就的...
我都不会后悔.
Leopard never changes its spots.
Truly madly and deeply. A B*TCH.
Alright, it is the festive season and though I am quite pissed off by a particular idiot.
I guess I should steer away from the harsh words cos really the bitch is pitiful enough.
too pathetic, man.
A few months back, I complained about being milked dry by work.
Now, I crave some challenges that can really really milk me dry.
When things become too predictable and I cease to get excited, I really wish for something to challenge me.
The restless monster dwelling inside, is hungry for a change.
And I voiced that out.
I hate routine. And it seems to some people that hating routine is a stupid thing to do.
Because routine happens when you are proficient, which also means you can really close your eyes and do your job.
Which, is a good thing cos you can simply relax and get the moolahs.
But darling, this monster feeds on challenges. And yes, it is still hungry.
Talking about patience. Or rather, the lack of patience.
那时候, 我曾经为她的爱情而动容.
为了不让恋人孤单, 所以希望比他多活一天.
可是...
现在, 那篇<生死遗言>.. 只是未完成的誓言.
让人遗憾..
<生死遗言> - 伊能静
听着你给我的Santana的CD,最喜欢《Somewhere in heaven》。
想念你的时候,我便听音乐,然后把所有歌者的声音想像成你,是你在低低唱诉,皱着眉,表
很多时候你总是非常忧郁,不像在人多的场合。为此,你非常不爱思考,逃避着思绪的困扰,不
“很公平,每个人都一样。”你说。
“在某处——在某处──在天堂,等着我们,我们终将自由。”Santana
我会帮你安葬,让你安心,不受失去的苦痛,然后我再陪伴你。
我还记得有一次我们谈到分手,好几天没见。当我再见你,你眼睛深深的,我们都没有说话。后
以后我们常开玩笑,说万一有一天我离开你,若当时你已年老,一定会变成一个孤独的老人,待
我一直比你坚强,虽然我的善感、犹豫让你担忧,但我的确比你更淡漠,更了解生命本质。你
所以我总在最爱你、看你微笑时,心底暗暗起誓,让我多你一天就好,多活你一天就好,我
我会不掉一滴泪,不让你牵绊人间,不让你记挂我;我会为你放你最喜欢的音乐,带来真心
当我们都非常非常老的时候——
Somewhere...somewhere in heaven...
当我们都非常非常老的时候——
I spent months rushing to meet deadlines and trying to stay afloat despite circumstances.
However, the worst part is to sit down one fine day... only to realise that not only I have turned into a horrible workaholic cum control freak, I have lost myself.
Stay on top of the game, pls.
The throat hurts like mad. ARGH.
Can feel the flu now.
Got a minute's break before I start work proper.
Thought I could take some time off for a short breather.
I hope I can have more smiles these days.
Things are getting better. I get bombarded by lesser emails.
I can steal some time off for some balance.
I just need to jump start my brainy a bit.
Well, very difficult.
On learning things the hard way.
Recently, one of my close friends commented on my boss. It happened that on one unfortunate night, I had to burn some midnight oil because she wanted something urgently.
He said, she sucks.
For some reason, I jumped to her defense and said that she was already working at half her speed. And I think I am too slow for her, hence the need to slog late at night.
Thinking back, I think I must be insane. The company has bought half of my 24 hours and now I am giving them more than what their money is worth - by working for the other half of the 24 hours.
It sucks cos when I am working, I am working at half my potential cos I am so stressed up. It sucks even more when I am not working, cos I still think about work during my free time. My work has consumed me.
So I decided to learn how to manage myself after I am finally done with managing others.
Bought myself a Solvil et Titus watch with a moon chronographer.
Got myself a treat in Crystal Jade - ate my fav food.
Went to buy 2 new novels.
Bought a pair of platform slippers.
Went for a haircut and did salon scalp treatment. - Got a jap doll look now.
Bought brain supplements in GNC.
Bought lemons for my H2O.
Bought a teeth whitening kit.
Bought peppermint tea bags.
After two months, I have learnt to manage my bosses, staff, colleagues and work.
Now it is time to manage myself. :)
我,其實是一個愛恨分明的人。
也是一個有距離感的人。
喜歡維持安全的距離。
日記被別人翻開的感覺...其實不好。
我非常排斥,但是可以忍耐。
沒有跟上步伐的舞,只會不停的踩到對方的痛腳。
那,又何必呢。
3 people already said so.
DAMN.
They say it is hardwork being paid off...
Anyways, I have gotten my degree and scored a job before graduation.
So many things in the month of May.
To me, finding a job is the most difficult thing to do.
I have to orchestra a change of field which is difficult because not everyone is willing to take in a greenhorn.
So when things start to go my way, I got insecured cos I kinda of mentally-prep myself for many hurdles to come...
I am truly thankful for the things happening on me.
Please let the magic continue on me and my friends. :)
WOOHOO~~~ I GRADUATED!!!!!