> Shrouded in darkness;

~~Wednesday, August 30, 2006~~

8/30/2006 08:51:00 AM

The weekends of last week were wonderful, and fulfilling. I managed to accomplish a few things which I haven’t been doing. Favorite past times and hobbies are a bother when it comes to the exclusion of long holidays. And yet they have proven to be rewarding when you have accomplished them.

People die, but books never die.

I read Red Lily by Nora Roberts and am once again fascinated by her works. The author imbues a delicious subtle sense of menace into the plot, and creates an irresistible romantic suspense. Red Lily revolves around the revenge of The Harper Bride, the ghost of Amelia, a mistress kept by the rich and affluent Reginald Harper during the 1890’s. It was like walking from death towards love. I was thoroughly overwhelmed by the living influence of literature. Then after I was through with the novel, I felt empty (it’s always that empty feeling, like you have walked out of someone’s life) but satisfied.

She who knows how to laugh at herself will never cease to be amused. :)

Sunday was a hell of craze and fun. Enthusiastic about the comical yet stirring My Lovely Samsoon, my sis and I bought its DVDs. Earlier then, an episode of this Korean drama in Channel U had us hooked and we simply couldn’t tolerate with the agonizing an-episode-per-day-during-weekdays thingy. So we grabbed a set of the drama from Laser Flair. My Lovely Samsoon was so great I can’t remember when was the last time (ever since Meteor Garden) that I was addicted to a drama series.

Contrary to the title, My Lovely Samsoon is not about a lovely lady named Sam Soon. Instead, Sam Soon is an obese, clumsy pastry chef who isn’t afraid to give you a good once over (even in public) if you ever stepped on her tail. No man would find her attractive but Sam Soon is such a comedic terror that you are tempted to tag along with her trials and tribulations. The amazing part is watching how this gorgeous guy with a considerably inflated ego gets drawn to Sam Soon, someone who does not even fit in the bill of his ideal partner. And it makes you think, isn’t this better than the typical handsome-hunk-and-beautiful-girl coupling?

Will Singapore sink on the 11th of September this year and never rise from the waters again?

I am not looking forward to going to work during the month of September. How to travel with ease with 16,000 aliens of different tongues marching into Suntec City? This is plain shit and a pain in the ass. That aside though, life still goes on despite the doubly congested traffics and crowds that’s gonna happen. Enjoy life. There’s plenty of time to be dead anyway. Nish told me that every morning when she goes to work, she has to miss a few trains before she can squeeze into one. And the doors always brush passes her nose when sliding to close. Hopefully her nose doesn’t get stuck in the middle of the doors in days to come.

“Jet Li used kung fu to break into foreign markets, Hollywood. I hope my music can do the same thing” – Jay Chou

Another good thing that happened during the weekends was I finally got to pre-order Jay’s new album! It would be out in stores on the 8th of September and I’m controlling my urge to listen to his new music! Cos if I don’t, I wouldn’t have the mood to work, just like I am controlling myself not to let my mind wander off to My Lovely Samsoon.

In each family a story is playing itself out, and each family's story embodies its hope and despair.

However, the best thing that happened on Sunday was having lunch at Delifrance with my parents and sis. Ever since Dad got sick, we have not been dining out as a family. The three of us are trying to help him recover the many kilograms he has lost but it doesn’t seem quite successful to-date. Other than the black hair, he looks like the age of my Grandpa. You tend to get the impression that my Mum is my Dad’s daughter while my sis and I are his grandchildren. May God restore him back to health and return him his youth.

... seen through it and moved on.

~~Monday, August 21, 2006~~

8/21/2006 09:41:00 AM

I HATE poverty. I HATE it.

I WISH I could resign from my current job. It’s pathetic to invest long hours and almost all of your energy into the work for that measly amount of money.

That’s why, I HATE to be poor. I HATE IT!

Even my mum thinks she is pathetic that I am pathetic. We worked hard. We hardly stopped. And we are pathetic because of that.

I HATE those who shoot youngsters with that kind of bloody look when they say they might not be able to work in future if they had to further their studies.

Look, I am not you. I don’t want to stop at “Paralegal”. If I can be a paralegal, I might as well aim for more. As an outsider and not even a family, you are in no position to judge.

To all my fellows, I think we should fight for what we want while we are still young.

The older you get, the harder it is for you to let go.

I DON’T WANT to be a paralegal for the rest of my life. Only fools stop at that.

... seen through it and moved on.

~~Monday, August 07, 2006~~

8/07/2006 10:30:00 AM

First of all, you feel bored easily during the weekends when you are no longer in your schooling life. No homework, no project researches, no revisions. You just get plainly bored during the Saturdays and Sundays. When you are in working life, you do not have to bring your work home.

I cannot wait for the 9th of August, not because I am enthusiastic to celebrate Singapore’s 41st birthday. To be frank, I don’t give a damn even if our country turns 100. I simply require that one-day break to recuperate my brain cells and body energy. I am TOTALLY DRAINED.

Dad is going to start his first session of treatment this coming Friday. I really wish that he could beat it. I did not accompany my parents to the church yesterday but ashamedly, I did not feel any guilt. Maybe just a little discomfort, but definitely not guilty. I started questioning myself – am I that bad? Yet when my Christian Aunt called to look for my parents, it felt as though I have done something wrong.

I have gained weight since the past few months. Looking into the mess I have gotten myself into, I think I had better start to discipline myself, physically and mentally. Physically as in, to watch out for the things I eat, the way I carry out my duties and the words I say. Mentally as in, the way I think. When you get both the physical and the mental part correct, you have found the right attitude.

Last Friday I met up with Siew wen. I missed her a lot. We watched Dragon Tiger Gate and yes! I love Shawn’s character in the movie! (Ooh well, I will skip this part cos I am lazy to touch on the movie.) During that morning, I was totally drained off the moment I woke up. I wondered how I am going to ‘survive’ during work that it frightened me to think I will be meeting a friend during the evening. It was like there were things you wanted to accomplish but your were deprived of the energy. Then a miracle descended. I suddenly felt so hyperactive (without any dose of caffeine of steroids!) the moment I stepped into the office that morning! Thank God and I was like, I could not wait for the day to end so I could meet Siew wen. And my elevated level of gusto fired all the way till late in the night hence, making the outing with my friend an enjoyable one. So you see, miracles do exist when you believe in them.

Jay’s new album is coming out this September! Thinking back, many of his fans have actually grown up listening to his music, like he has implanted his influence in many of us since long ago. I started listening to his songs when I was in Secondary 3 all the way to the O’Levels, until I graduated from LYSS and entered TP, until the day I got my diploma and until now, when I have finally stepped into the society. Surprising how fast time passed.

I have been crazily collecting voodoos for the past 2 months. For some anonymous reason, they have attracted me to own them. Now I have about 20 of them in my room – imagine the $$$ I have spent! Honestly, looking at them at night freaks me out. I imagine them playing police and thieves on my desk when I am sleeping at night. I pictured them having a game hide and seek when no one’s around.

Scary.

... seen through it and moved on.