+ Carelessly Spendthrift +

Was updating my resume just now, and I remembered how meagre my pay was during IA. However, life seemed much easier then than now, when my pay is so much higher....

My parents also didn't give me allowance during those times, and I survived solely on my own earnings and savings... yet i always seems to have more than enough... the sum in my bank account never hit 1k, but i'm not really bothered by it...

Nowadays, my parents also never give me allowance, and I'm still surviving on my own $$... and even after minus-ing away the allowance i contribute to my family, the insurance, the remaining is still more than the meagre pay during IA.

But it doesn't seem enough anymore.....

How come?

Have I adopted the habit of spending carelessly? I think so eh.... Oh dear....

In view of the economy downturn, everyone's anticipating a pay cut, or even jobless.... sooner or later....

Will I be able to re-adapt myself back to the thrifty old me, enough to live happily the penniless days, or will I be desperate and in despair, complaining and grumbling my days away?


But one thing to be glad about is, i do not have much commitment yet, like housing or car or spouse etc....

A blessing in disguise.

+ C|nDeRe||a +

This is how the story usually goes:

Cinderella and Prince Charming met at the ball in a dance, under the eyes of the others.
Upon midnight, Cinderella left in a hurry before all magical effects disappeared.
In the process, she left a glass shoe.
Using the only clue aka glass shoe, Prince Charming searched all over the kingdom for Cinderella.
Eventually, he found her. They got married and lived happily ever after.

End of story.

I've always been amazed at how Prince Charming and Cinderella can fall in love with each other in just one night. What is so romantic about the story? Some say it's the extent that Prince Charming can go to to find the lady he loved. The only conclusion: Cinderella is too beautiful.

There are some similarities to the story.

It was also a ball.
It was also in a dance where the first meeting took place, also under the eyes of many others.
Upon reaching home, reduced back to the usual be-spectacled, messy haired, rundown dressed and careless self, which I am sure he will not recognize. (There is really a very great difference when being dressed up and dressed down)
Anyway, this story ended even before midnight. Haha.

But now I can understand where the most romantic part of the story is.

It is the moment of connection between Prince Charming and Cinderella.

Well, at least Cinderella left a glass shoe.
I only left a name.

WAKE UP! IT'S ALREADY MORNING! STOP DREAMING!

Okay. I'm not thinking or hankering after much. I admit I am no great beauty. I am content to have once been part of the story.

^_^

+ n|gHtMaRe +

Seems like what I feared is true.
But luckily, it ended before things get worse. But I'm not sure how long will the aftershocks last before it dies down though.

People are always scared to be rejected, scared of loss of face or whatsoever. But then, please spare a thought for the poor person who is rejecting. I feel it's such a traumatizing experience to be the one rejecting you know? Scared of hurting someone.

You see, the one rejecting is actually the victim of the circumstances. The problem is brought up by the one who is rejected, but the one rejecting cannot lie! And the one rejecting HAS to reject! And is forced to unintentionally hurt that someone who is being rejected. Do you know how hurting it is to hurt someone, and even without intenting to in the first place? So who is the victim now?

Anyway come to think of it, which is worse? Losing face, or hurting someone? Hmm....

Well. The moral goes down to, please people, next time you wish to express something to someone, please be more sensitive! Watch out for signs of any discomfort from the other party, and do not impose your ideas onto them even though the other party is freaking out like mad.

Any chances of not being rejected will be shot down immediately!

On another note, I know someone who is unfortunately involved in the recent case of the plane that met with a slight mishap. This is even more freaky than what I had been through the past few days, because this concerns life and death!! According to her family, she is still in shock, even though she has arrived safely in Perth with a slight sprain. She is a strong lady, but when she recalls the events that had happened on the plane, she is still shaken. Come to think of it, perhaps my reaction to my case is a bit over-reacted after all. This then, is considered a real nightmare.

Her family and friends kept telling her to let go of her newly established work overseas and just come back home, but I not very sure if she would let go. However, someone told me, ultimately in life, what is the most important? What will company you to the end? Family and yourself. So who cares about the career so long as you can be with your family safe and sound?

This really set me thinking. Real thinking.
True.
Ultimately, family and myself.
Ultimately.

*new ideas formulating in my mind*

+ fReAkEd +

Okay. When I said my next quarter will be very happening, and I am looking forward to it, I do not mean for it to happen right on the first day of the next quarter!!!
Totally caught me off guard!!

FREAKED!!

I have an urge to fully describe in detail what had happened, but i think I shall not, because I do not want to be reminded of this incident in such great detail ever again! Even thinking about it now still sends a shudder down my spine!

SPOOKED!

Argh! I really really hope this is not my worst fear coming true. Something I've been fearing for quite sometime! Let's just wait and see... Please don't let my fear come true!!

Anyway, I think I'm gonna have a nightmare tonight! How am I going to face tomorrow? Faint!!

But whichever and whatever, I'm gonna say something...

THANK YOU DEAR BRENDA!!!!!!

YOU REALLLY SAVED ME JUST NOW!!! THANKS for appearing and being there for me when I needed someone the most to keep myself SANE! Hahaha.. I know you know what I'm talking about!

Aiyo.... it's so dramatic.... Unbelieveable... ZZzzzz.....

Hope everything will return back to normal tomorrow...
Please!
No more stunts.


And don't think too much.

+ Wa|k|nG t0wArDs SuNsH|nE +

Had a little conversation with someone yesterday.

Someone: Are you a student, or have you started working?
Me: Oh, I'm working already.
Someone: Just started? Or one to two years already?
Me: Hmm... Yea around two...

(I get that often, so I'm quite fine with it. What comes next is the first time though...)

Someone: Oh.. No wonder you still look so "chun2 qing2".

(No one ever use that to describe me before, so I don't really understand that word. Looked up the translator and it reads "pure". Ah-hem... I don't really think so huh? Now don't puke!)

Anyway, I gave a ??? look, and she continues..

Someone: Well yah, you haven't really been polluted by the society and workplace yet. This is good. Take more pictures while you can. Because five years later, you will no longer look the same anymore. This I can assure you. So you must take as many as possible.

Me: *speechless*

What? So I'm supposed to look old? More mature? Fierce?! EVIL!!?? POLLUTED?!?!?!?!

Sounds so scary! >.<

Anyway, having just lived a quarter of a century, (no no no... I'm not going to reflect on the past quarter.. not yet. My life is not based on quarters. How many quarters are there in 100 years? Four! And I'm not sure if I can even complete three! It's way too long in a quarter, and too little. My life is divided in tens, and i have not finished the tenth year of this division yet. So no reflections) it's time to plan for the next quarter, and what comes next!

I believe that the next quarter is going to be very happening, and I am actually quite looking forward to it, the good and the bad. One thing I am thinking of though, is that perhaps after this second quarter, things are going on a different pace. My parents will probably be too old to explore life with me. My brothers will probably can't stand the sight of me. My trusted friends will probably be too busy with their spouses and kids to spare time for me. I'll probably have all the time in the world to spend with myself. Not that I am scared. I have already thought of all the things I can do.

However, to do that, I will have to be really independent and resourceful. Therefore, in this coming quarter, in the midst of living my life my own style (as usual), I shall incorporate some measures to further develop myself in all possible ways.

What measures? What ways?

That's for me to find out, for you to wait and see! Hahaha!

~~ Walking towards sunshine, living the way I want it ~~

Yay that's right, people! Get a Life! Live it the way YOU want it to be!

Cheers!

+ tHe t|Me |s N0W +

It's been a long time since i wrote here. I've actually written a few entries, but did not post them up. Didn't feel the need to.

The time while i M.I.A.ed, I'd been here and there, trying this and that, searching for my identity. Or what i want to do with my life. I suppose this is the quarter life crisis?

Anyway, what with the Myanmar cyclone (till now i haven't been able to contact my Myanmar ex-colleague) and the China earthquake in Chengdu (I've been there just 2 months ago, and i can't imagine the places where my moo-prints are still fresh; they are totally different now)...

Gosh!

Millions are suffering!

Who cares about how much you earn in a year? or the next 10 years?

A big jolt on the head.

I guess this is it.


The time is now.

+ |0Ve PeAcE n0t wAr +

Today i was quite bored during lunch. Therefore whilst letting my imagination run wild, i came up with this.

"I hate war because i love peace, so i am going to join in the War for Peace"

So am I a peace lover or not? I decided to sms that phrase to anyone who popped up in my mind, and i got quite a series of interesting answers. So before i forget them, here they are...


A: Thats campaign for peace, not war for peace. Wrong use of syllabus.
Me: What if i mean real war, not just a campaign?
A: If real war, then thats not a peace lover, its an idiot.

B: Hmm.. Chim question sia. You are fighting for peace. so okay lah, cansider peace lover bah.
Me: But if i fight a war, i will be disrupting peace. So does it still count?
B: War is going to start whether you join or not. Need to fight to end it early mah. Just like egg or chicken which comes first.

C: Hahaha.. your question is so silly. But i guess it depends on how you see it, as in whether the end can justify the mean. If so i guess you're still a peace lover.

D: I'm not sure if you're a peace lover, but i can bet you're a "peace a" lover! "Peace a" like in "Pizza" Wahaha. Lamez! Yeah its ironic.

E: Peace lover. Think "war for peace" means the action that you're going to take to achieve peace and not literally fight instead.

And the Best so far, together with a real life practical application...

F: You are a peace lover because the ultimate result is still peace. but if you use war to achieve peace, people will only blame you for bringing war and not be grateful for the peace in exchange. This is exactly why Bush fight Iraq.

So how? Should i hate Bush?

F replied, it's true that many innocent lives, including that of the soldiers and those who went to maintain peace after war, were lost. But imagine if Bush had not fought Iraq, the lives of the people in Iraq will still be in terror and still be in very terrible state. And people of other countries will also still be in terror wondering who will be the next target and when will they be targeted. However, not many people appreciate what Bush did, and the peace that was brought to them through the war.

C00l! Think of Perspective!!

Time for pondering!