Drizzled out Picnic...and P.A group anyone?

Went for a long awaited picnic with the gang yesterday at La perouse, it was unfortunate that no one checked with the weather man when we decided that the picnic was still going to be on. So yeah, the picnic got aborted midway when the rain droplets started making audible splatter sound on the newspaper laid on the mat.

Oh well. At least we got off one group photo shot with Adrian's analog SLR and about 12 random shots off my Z1.

And so we packed off to Adrian's place where we just hang out loose, although the girl in our group seems to go on about having nothing to do which I attribute it to her thinking about undone assignments and tutorials as likewise with me but I couldn't be bothered, yes, malaise (yes, me bad uni student).

Dale was sleepy, unusual since thats usually a role I play.

And the Olympics Taekwondo match on SBS yesterday sucked for the men's category, the poor referee have to give quite a few half point penalties to prod those dancing gorillas to lifting their legs and attempt to kick at each other...non event really, the ladies matches were more interesting.

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I really should start looking to join the procrastinators anonmynous group.

Binge eating

Today is one of those days again that for some unconcious reason that I start to reach out for food and eat indiscriminately. Sigh. It is probably because I missed breakfast and a very good reason for that was that I was still laying underneath the thick covers. Which incidentally I felt rather stuffy, rather curious during winter isn't it?

Actually it feels more like spring now than anything but the sun still sets rather early. Oh well.

Coming back to the food, my main meals today consists of kripy kreme donuts, assorted, and
two packets of indomee aka mee goreng(non spicy) for lunch and some left over pasta (non cream based) for dinner. Plus two-three cups of kopi-O (with 2 teaspoons of raw sugar everytime). Now I wonder whether I am on a sugar high or what...and I absolutely have very little protein intake today. How's that for a healthy diet for a bloody sports director...haha. (Lameass).

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One mid semester is coming up soon...week 7. Jia you.

Reflections of the soul and of Telecommunication bills

Recently, I think I have spent at least 200 over dollars give or take just over the last one and a three quarter months on my prepaid mobile account. So much for prepaid sim cards letting people have control over their expenditure eh.

Of course, I get to call her for free but that's out of the point. There were quite a few events especially the National day events that made me burn my call credits like hair on fire. Mobile phone charges must be one of the greatest scams of all time, their marginal costs is so low that it is laughable, one wonders whether we are paying for all the crap marketing the telcos engage in or are we paying for the maintainence of those nice radiation towers sprouting in 'inconspicious' corners all over town.

Anyway all that preamble is just whining, the point being I have to watch my calling patterns especially the tendency for me to call other people at their mobile from the home phone (landline), apparently the phone bills have been accumulating and the brother in law is making some noise about it.

Oh well.

It doesn't help there is no real breadwinner at home now. Sigh. Just as well, luckily I did not need to depend on them financially. But still it is a stretch on my current finances, I am amazed I could still pay for that snowboarding trip and all that amount of drinks at the dance parties.

Sigh, looks like I better start surfing the Coles website soon, again.

My life have never looked so much brighter (cue the florescent lights).

分享

C G Am Em
时间已做了选择 什么人叫做朋友

F C Dm G
偶而碰头 心情却能一点就通

因为我们曾有过 理想类似的生活

太多感受 绝非三言两语能形容
Bridge:
F C Em
可能有时我们顾虑太多
F C
太多决定需要我们去选择
Dm Am
担心会犯错 难免会受挫
G F C
幸好一路上有你陪我

Chorus:
C
与你分享的快乐
G Am Em
胜过独自拥有 至今我仍深深感动
F C Dm G
好友如同一扇窗 能让视野不同

与你分享的快乐 胜过独自拥有

至今我仍深深感动

好友如同一扇门 让世界(变)开阔

King of Wishful Thinking

Another song that I liked. Overheard this during one of the long refuge at Dale's place. Now ripping off from Kazza lite.



I don't need to fall at your feet
Just 'cause you cut me to the bone
And I won't miss the way that you kiss me
We were never carved in stone If I don't listen to the talk of the town
Then maybe I can fool myself..

I'll get over you.. I know I will
I'll pretend my ship's not sinking
And I'll tell myself I'm over you 'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking
I am the king of wishful thinking

I refuse to give in to my blues
That's not how it's going to be
And I deny the tears in my eyes I don't want to let you see.. no
That you have made a hole in my heart
And now I've got to fool myself..

I'll get over you..
I know I will I'll pretend my ship's not sinking
And I'll tell myself I'm over you 'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking..
I'll get over you.. I know I will I'll pretend my ship's not sinking
And I'll tell myself I'm over you 'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking

I will never, never shed a tear for you I'll get over you
If I don't listen to the talk of the town
Then maybe I can fool myself..
I'll get over you.. I know I will I'll pretend my ship's not sinking
And I'll tell myself I'm over you 'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking
I'm the king of wishful thinking I'll get over you.. I know I will

You made a hole in my heart But I won't shed a tear for you I'll be the king of wishful thinking I'll get over you.. I'll pretend my heart's still beating 'cause I've got no more tears for you
I'm the king of wishful thinking.. I'll get over you.. I know I will
You made a hole in my heart
And I'll tell myself I'm over you 'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking

Long interesting day

Had a pretty interesting day today.

Went yum cha with her.

Then rushed down to make it in time for a rather average MLM presentation.

Am rather impressed that there were actually some dudes and dudettes that flew all the way from Singapore in the morning just to come especially for the presentation.

After a while, MLM presentations and evangelical or rather, charismatic church events start to sound eerily similar. The way they present sometimes at least. Hehe.

Sometimes I wonder.

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The wait for the bus was not that bad tonight.

At least the wind wasn't that bitterly cold.

Still, it was enough to make me wish the blue tin can could come a little bit faster.

Another day gone and another day to come.

Sleep well, guys.

Hazard

My mother came to Hazard when I was just seven

Even then the folks in town said with prejudiced eyes

That boy's not right

Three years ago when I came to know Mary

First time that someone looked beyond the rumors and lies

And saw the man inside

We used to walk down by the river

She loved to watch the sun go down

We used to walk along the river

And dream our way out of this town

No one understood what I felt for Mary

No one cared until the night she went awalking alone

And never came home

Man with a badge came knocking next morning

Here was I surrounded by a thousand fingers suddenly

Pointed right at me

I swear I left her by the river

I swear I left her safe and sound

I need to make it to the rive

rAnd leave this old Nebraska town

I think about my life gone by

How its done me wrong

There's no escape for me this time

All of my rescues are gone

Long gone

I swear I left her by the river

I swear I left her safe and sound

I need to make it to the river

And leave this old Nebraska town

Of the rain and horoscopes

This evening was just one of those that seemed so MTV-ish perfect.


Of the rain
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I was walking along the University main walkway out to the bus stop along Anzac Parade.
(1940 hours)

Earphones were plugged in, the radio tuned to FM 106.5 .

My trusty blue Giordano brolly held up by my aching right hand.

My legs were mechanically trudging on the wet walkway and with every step my thighs groan in protest.

It was drizzling in that kind of romantically charged atmosphere albeit with an ironic tinge of lonliness.

I could see my breathe in the cold air.

The music was so blue and the lyrics yet so poigantly true.

I contemplated walking into her direction.

I desired to call.

I so want to seek warmth from her hearth.

Then I sigh.

In the lingering wet dark, there, I wait for the blue tin can on wheels.

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Of horoscopes

I learnt that it can be really shitty.

Dour and surly look?

Apparently on the recent ski/snow boarding trip that I had over the weekend with a great bunch of people, I was described and told very much later on that I looked unhappy most of the time.

I guess this seals it for me to be an aspiring actor since I would most likely be typecast as a dour faced villain or some angry psychopath.

People, it is sometimes hard to keep a straight smiley face when your bum cheeks hurt at every cough or every time you bend down. Been falling down the slopes too many times landing on my butt. I am still incredulous that I survived all that beating, my eye hand coordination isn't that great when it comes to keeping a balance on anything that moves underneath my feet.

All in all I enjoyed the snowboarding experience at thredbo, strangely after 25 years before my first sight of snow, it wasn't that exciting for me, sad to say. Perphaps it got something to do with the recent issues I have.

Oh well, I really wanted to do a boarding trip with friends I mostly know for now and I am pretty sure I won't do it without the company since I have been putting it off for such a long time and many of them are graduating soon as well, it'll be sometime before I know another bunch of people that I want to go on a such a trip with again.

And also I was pretty upset that I kept my friends awake at night cos of my most likely sleep apnea problem which is presented with lots of loud snoring and coupled with a few unintentional brushes/accidents on the practice slopes with them (read: lots of near and direct crashes). I am a pretty sensitive soul and yeah I usually wear my feelings on my sleeves one, guess it affects people in a negative way, damn, got to try and smile more often.

And as for the recent issues, yeah it probably had a bearing on the dour and surly faceness, hey I am only human afterall and I do like to have some affections back even if its on a 'platonic' basis (which is really second choice in my books lah). Well I still find myself drawing to be nice towards her like a fly to a nice scented flower (flies in Australia pollinates the flowers more than bees do).

Life is full of stupidities and I guess I am one of them.

Twilight Zone

I feel as if I am living in a twilight zone right now.

Anonmynous comments

Ahhh...can the who-is-so-mysterious one leave an initial/name when posting comments or not har? Abit the diificult to know who is reading and posting although I know it is not one of the most favourite blog (not that I expect it so) but its nice to put an initial at least to a comment.

Arigato go-zai-mas.

P.S The sun will still shine tomorrow morning. So don't worry and be happy.

feel so tired

today is just another one of those days where I have to run on empty fuel and try to make everyone happy like a fucking prostitute who didn't really want to have sex and yet have to moan at every touch of a customer.

I don't really feel lousy or what perphaps my incompetency really is up there and I can be easily buoyed by symphathies given by the few random friends...yup that's my life, a screw up and always saved by the very few times life has decided to throw in a few mercies somewhere randomly in my direction.

And oh, I don't talk/speak/write in a very direct manner, so yeah, who cares about you reading it.

My feet aches from running round the whole day, my shoulder sours with each passing minute as my body tensions and prepares for the imaginary barrage of negativities strewn in my way. And every time I leave her room my heart sweetens and yet sours like a sweet bread gone mad during the baking process. I am so idiotic. Yeastie boy anyone?

Paralysis. Wonder why. Rationally I should get it and over done with since it will quickly allows me to lighten up and move on to someone else who can most potentially sooth my fluctuating emotions.

I really should just study and go on be a night filler at the neighbourhood Coles and entertain myself at the nearby C3. This is the ideal simplistic life I should be leading now...not some pathetic ugly bugger trying too hard in life.

And sigh, why must the one party that I would be most happy in got to be raided? Fucking dimwits aussie cops. If its any consolation, Singaporean policemen/women are a pretty anal bunch of people too. Just like their pay masters.

Blah.

Infinitely Melacholic...

I think...

Been somewhat really ridiculous lately. Can't put a finger to it or actually I rather not since it is just not worth the trouble most of the time but I am gonna blog about it vaguely anyway. Heh.

Sometimes I wonder if my old friends back home would find me a changed person or stayed the same. Which, relative to their perspective, may either be a good or a bad thing or really nothing much about it. I don't know. Should be interesting to see whether the friends here have a different take on me than the ones back home. But then no one should really gives a shit because it is of no importance since theoretically, everyone's favourite subject is about themselves/ourselves, really.

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Wanted to post something I wrote a long time ago while back in Brunei but can't find it for now...seems that Iost it somewhere...bugger.