Encounter with the 3rd kind
I don’t know about you but I dread the moments when I would somehow bump into any of my ex-boyfriends. By the way, believe it or not, I only have TWO ex-boyfriends. So, what is the goddamn probability of bumping into one of them?
Disgustingly high! Especially if you live in Singapore where all Singaporeans hang out at the same places during the weekends!
So, unfortunately, I had the honor to bump into my very first boyfriend last week. Actually, he was such a sweetheart, and he still is… during our relationship, he treated me really nicely and I still have sweet memories of us together.
However, after 10 months into the relationship, it dawned upon me that I did not love him. I was in love with the idea of being in love. I was da bitch in the relationship and suggested the breakup. At that time, I was a silly 19-year-old and being very immature, I handled the breakup in an extremely brutal manner and totally broke his heart.
It had been at least 3 or 4 years since I last saw him, and so, the first emotion I felt when we literally bumped into each other was… guilt.
There was so much to say but I can’t bring myself to say much except a “How are you?” and a cold shrug. I quickly fled from the awkward encounter but now, looking back, I wish that I had handled it otherwise.
“I am sorry… I am sorry for what I said years ago. And I hope both of us have learnt something from our past relationship. I do not think we can be friends ever again but you were someone once close to my heart before. Please remember that.”
If only I could say that to him… but I can’t.
“And yah, please also lose some weight. Where’s the hunk I used to hang out with??!! How can you let yourself go like that? Join a gym and get into shape! For Christ’s sake!”
If only I could say that to him too… but I can’t.
And yes, I am still da bitch.
Monday, July 25, 2005
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Boring Life
I was just reading some of my favorite blogs and it hits me that I am such a boring person, and thus, writing boring blogs…
I am not sexually active like SarongPartyGirl, so I cannot share with you any juicy, sexy details. Nor do I have a child who has a medical condition, so I cannot bring any awareness to any diseases via blogging. Nor am I a journalist, who goes to fashion shows or movie premieres to share any insider jokes/stories about models and celebrities. Nor am I a waitress in a restaurant, serving cranky customers and have tons of tales/comments about customers’ behaviors. Nor am I a long-suffering musician full of angst, who has no where to express herself except through music and blogs.
I am just a boring person, who holds a boring job in a boring MNC, leading a boring life.
Fuah…. How exciting can my blog be?
The only consolation here is that I have a constant urge to travel… and with that, I can also share a little of my travel tales. However, the last time I traveled was in May (diving trip in Malaysia)… a mere 3 months ago but felt like 3 years.
Another option is to share the places and restaurants, which I have visited before. Although I always either forget to take the name cards of the restaurants, or I will forget the names of the dishes that I have tried. Not much of a food critic huh?
I missed being in a foreign land and sharing all my foreign thoughts… Unfortunately, I am now in my comfort zone and I cannot find any zest to blog.
Should I just end it now?
Hmmm… I will think about it.
I was just reading some of my favorite blogs and it hits me that I am such a boring person, and thus, writing boring blogs…
I am not sexually active like SarongPartyGirl, so I cannot share with you any juicy, sexy details. Nor do I have a child who has a medical condition, so I cannot bring any awareness to any diseases via blogging. Nor am I a journalist, who goes to fashion shows or movie premieres to share any insider jokes/stories about models and celebrities. Nor am I a waitress in a restaurant, serving cranky customers and have tons of tales/comments about customers’ behaviors. Nor am I a long-suffering musician full of angst, who has no where to express herself except through music and blogs.
I am just a boring person, who holds a boring job in a boring MNC, leading a boring life.
Fuah…. How exciting can my blog be?
The only consolation here is that I have a constant urge to travel… and with that, I can also share a little of my travel tales. However, the last time I traveled was in May (diving trip in Malaysia)… a mere 3 months ago but felt like 3 years.
Another option is to share the places and restaurants, which I have visited before. Although I always either forget to take the name cards of the restaurants, or I will forget the names of the dishes that I have tried. Not much of a food critic huh?
I missed being in a foreign land and sharing all my foreign thoughts… Unfortunately, I am now in my comfort zone and I cannot find any zest to blog.
Should I just end it now?
Hmmm… I will think about it.
Monday, July 18, 2005
Monday Blues
Symptoms:
1) Unstable emotions, usually a general feeling of sadness or gloom.
2) Excessive yawning, usually due to lack of sleep or simply lack of interest in daily activities. (Esp if activities include looking at tons of Excel spreadsheets)
3) Stare into space.
4) Increase appetite and frequency of snacking.
5) Refuse to face up to reality by ignoring assignments, emails and deadlines.
Cures
Currently there aren’t any cures for Monday Blues, but the following activities can alleviate the pain:
1) Surf the web excessively.
2) Write your blog (encourage since you are giving the impression that you are working)
3) 2 hours lunch
4) Leave the office punctually at 5.30pm.
5) Take Urgent Leave or MC
Taking urgent leave or MC, is, by far the most effective method to combat Monday Blues. However, if used frequently, possible side effects includes:
1) Getting weird stares from colleagues and Boss
2) Work overtime due to piling up of deadlines
3) Losing your job
Thankfully, I am only suffering from a mild form of Monday Blues… Although it is mild, unfortunately, it’s chronic.
Yes… I will be strong…
Symptoms:
1) Unstable emotions, usually a general feeling of sadness or gloom.
2) Excessive yawning, usually due to lack of sleep or simply lack of interest in daily activities. (Esp if activities include looking at tons of Excel spreadsheets)
3) Stare into space.
4) Increase appetite and frequency of snacking.
5) Refuse to face up to reality by ignoring assignments, emails and deadlines.
Cures
Currently there aren’t any cures for Monday Blues, but the following activities can alleviate the pain:
1) Surf the web excessively.
2) Write your blog (encourage since you are giving the impression that you are working)
3) 2 hours lunch
4) Leave the office punctually at 5.30pm.
5) Take Urgent Leave or MC
Taking urgent leave or MC, is, by far the most effective method to combat Monday Blues. However, if used frequently, possible side effects includes:
1) Getting weird stares from colleagues and Boss
2) Work overtime due to piling up of deadlines
3) Losing your job
Thankfully, I am only suffering from a mild form of Monday Blues… Although it is mild, unfortunately, it’s chronic.
Yes… I will be strong…
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Sarong Party Girl
Occasionally, I will read her blog and have recently increased the frequency due to her newfound “fame” in Singapore for showing her nipples on her blog. (She has removed the picture, but there are still many sexy but well-taken shots of her)
I find her to be very interesting… she is like Samantha from Sex and The City, totally comfortable with her sexuality. She doesn’t give a hoot about what others thought of her and did what she did because she really want to express herself, full stop.
In Asia, sex is still deems as “dirty” and a kind of taboo. Girls are supposed to be pure and pristine, we are not supposed to like sex. Girls, who enjoy sex, are sluts or whores. Even in Singapore, a rather westernize country; still frown upon at girls who just want to be true to themselves.
And the saddest part is that men do not suffer from the same disapproval. Men with “experience”, are deem as playboys, flirts or as a guy-friend said, “men with confidence” (MY ASS!!). But, what about women with “experience”? They are either in the “sluts”, “playthings” or “girls-to-have-fun-with-but-not-wife-material” categories.
And after marriage, these stupid men complain that their wives do not satisfy them sexually and engage in affairs with sexually aggressive females, who have no qualms to enjoy sex or, sadly, to break up marriages.
Ok, not ALL MEN are as such and I admit that I am generalizing. What I am trying to say here is that, women have needs too… and each of us have different levels of wants and needs. Why frown upon women who are comfortable with their needs? As long as, she is single, not a third party in any situations and practice safe sex.
I am happy to see that we have our very own Samantha. And it is about time that she appears.
You can check out her blog at: http://sarongpartygirl.blogspot.com/
Occasionally, I will read her blog and have recently increased the frequency due to her newfound “fame” in Singapore for showing her nipples on her blog. (She has removed the picture, but there are still many sexy but well-taken shots of her)
I find her to be very interesting… she is like Samantha from Sex and The City, totally comfortable with her sexuality. She doesn’t give a hoot about what others thought of her and did what she did because she really want to express herself, full stop.
In Asia, sex is still deems as “dirty” and a kind of taboo. Girls are supposed to be pure and pristine, we are not supposed to like sex. Girls, who enjoy sex, are sluts or whores. Even in Singapore, a rather westernize country; still frown upon at girls who just want to be true to themselves.
And the saddest part is that men do not suffer from the same disapproval. Men with “experience”, are deem as playboys, flirts or as a guy-friend said, “men with confidence” (MY ASS!!). But, what about women with “experience”? They are either in the “sluts”, “playthings” or “girls-to-have-fun-with-but-not-wife-material” categories.
And after marriage, these stupid men complain that their wives do not satisfy them sexually and engage in affairs with sexually aggressive females, who have no qualms to enjoy sex or, sadly, to break up marriages.
Ok, not ALL MEN are as such and I admit that I am generalizing. What I am trying to say here is that, women have needs too… and each of us have different levels of wants and needs. Why frown upon women who are comfortable with their needs? As long as, she is single, not a third party in any situations and practice safe sex.
I am happy to see that we have our very own Samantha. And it is about time that she appears.
You can check out her blog at: http://sarongpartygirl.blogspot.com/
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Desmond’s 30th Party
Last Saturday was Desmond’s 30th birthday and we (the Hall 6 Gang) threw a huge party for him at West Coast MacDonald’s!
This party took us 4 weeks to plan and boy! It definitely kept us busy… Firstly, we custom-made M&M chocolates from the U.S and shipped it to Singapore. On the M&M, instead of “M&M”, we had “Are you thirty yet?” and “Sweet Thirties”. These M&Ms were then packed in cute little tin cans and presented to everyone as door gifts.
Secondly, it was a theme party, which was “Cartoon”. Everyone had to crack their brains as to which cartoon characters to be! Some even went to rent costumes! We had Woody from The Toy Story, Mickey and Minnie Mouse, Strawberry Shortcake, Little red riding hood, Speedy Gonzalaz, My Sweet Melody, Slamdunk, Batman, Superman and… many more!
Hrm… As for me, I dressed up as the Hello Kitty! ;p We even had a best dressed award and that award went to the Flintstones couple, Barney and Betty!
Lastly, it was a surprise party and all were planned without the birthday’s boy knowledge. That was pretty tough since Desmond was such a busybody! Nonetheless, when we all jumped up and shouted “Surprise!” as he walked in the Party room; he was so touched that he couldn’t help but to shed a few tears!
I really had great fun, seeing all of us dressed up and horsing around, just like the good, old days when we are still in college. Times like these, I am so glad to be home and share these magical moments with my dear friends.
Cost of my costume:
Cat-ears Hair band – 12 dollars
Cat whiskers – 2 dollars
Party cover charge – 20 dollars
Desmond’s expression – PRICELESS!
Last Saturday was Desmond’s 30th birthday and we (the Hall 6 Gang) threw a huge party for him at West Coast MacDonald’s!
This party took us 4 weeks to plan and boy! It definitely kept us busy… Firstly, we custom-made M&M chocolates from the U.S and shipped it to Singapore. On the M&M, instead of “M&M”, we had “Are you thirty yet?” and “Sweet Thirties”. These M&Ms were then packed in cute little tin cans and presented to everyone as door gifts.
Secondly, it was a theme party, which was “Cartoon”. Everyone had to crack their brains as to which cartoon characters to be! Some even went to rent costumes! We had Woody from The Toy Story, Mickey and Minnie Mouse, Strawberry Shortcake, Little red riding hood, Speedy Gonzalaz, My Sweet Melody, Slamdunk, Batman, Superman and… many more!
Hrm… As for me, I dressed up as the Hello Kitty! ;p We even had a best dressed award and that award went to the Flintstones couple, Barney and Betty!
Lastly, it was a surprise party and all were planned without the birthday’s boy knowledge. That was pretty tough since Desmond was such a busybody! Nonetheless, when we all jumped up and shouted “Surprise!” as he walked in the Party room; he was so touched that he couldn’t help but to shed a few tears!
I really had great fun, seeing all of us dressed up and horsing around, just like the good, old days when we are still in college. Times like these, I am so glad to be home and share these magical moments with my dear friends.
Cost of my costume:
Cat-ears Hair band – 12 dollars
Cat whiskers – 2 dollars
Party cover charge – 20 dollars
Desmond’s expression – PRICELESS!
Thursday, July 07, 2005
London
Happy, and then despair
Anticipation, and then desperation
Tears of joy become tears of sadness
Her pride became her sorrow
A glorious fight, won far and away
Yet a battle was lost at home
A precious trophy, won far and away
Yet people were dead and broken at home
But she is not defeated
Her brilliance will shine again
Her spirits will be elevated
So will her people’s strength
Happy, and then despair
Anticipation, and then desperation
Tears of joy become tears of sadness
Her pride became her sorrow
A glorious fight, won far and away
Yet a battle was lost at home
A precious trophy, won far and away
Yet people were dead and broken at home
But she is not defeated
Her brilliance will shine again
Her spirits will be elevated
So will her people’s strength
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