i’m a busy woman

getting ready to meet mr f in a few moments. he’s leaving sg already!!! damn….. so fast. we’re so near, and yet so far. and we’re gonna be apart really far from this afternoon onwards.

 

sigh. i have to go work at sitex later. half of me wants to go and work…. for the money, albeit the small amount. half of me dreads working, especially when it’s at some stupid place called expo. so bloody inaccessible and far. okay, it isnt THAT inaccessible. but i never fail – to get lost.

 

anyway…

 

i went to do video editing yesterday. man was it tough! totally lost touch with it. and was leaning too much on the technical aspects. so much, that whatever sequence i was cutting does not make sense at all. gotta go through the clips again and again. and i accomplished nothing much yesterday. spent so many hours cutting AIMLESSLY. i should have planned what i want, planned my story before i begin doing anything. god. WHY HAVE I FORGOTTEN MY BASICS?!!! PLAN!!! goodness gracious…. i kept thinking "i wanna achieve something like what he did"… and i got so carried away by the transitions,the meaningless cuts, i strayed away from the main point of editing. tough. monday shall be another brain juicing day.

 

next week… i think i might probably die from exhaustion. i’m dedicating 35 hours a week for video editing. how many hours are there in a week?

24 x 7 = 168

168 – 35 = 133

133 – (8 * 7) = 77

okay… not so bad still.

but that leaves me with 11 hours a day for myself. where can i find time to study? -_- much less go out?

taking the easy way out

recently, more and more people are turning into easy paths for quick success – yet nothing too fulfilling.

 

i’m dissed that these days people like to put cashflow before anything else. yes, that’s logical, that’s real. but it depends, really. jobless people are everywhere. and we wonder why are they jobless. it’s not because the job doesn’t want them, but because they’re too picky. how can we ever complain… if we’re offered jobs – yet we reject the jobs because of meagre reasons like low pay, long working hours and having to travel long distances.

 

this afternoon, i was having a chat with a group of friends. and… i said i didnt mind not being paid or paid very little if it’s a job that offers me experience. they said i was deceiving myself. however, i have a different perspective – and i beg to differ.

 

to me, especially if u’re gonna work in the media industry… ultimately, people wanna see your experience. and not how many certificates or how high ur marks are – these are only things on the surface, or what we call "superficiality". people out there want substance. and to climb up the "media ladder"….. small steps lead to bigger steps. it takes time. and… i dont know, but…… the learning curve is more important than money.

 

what totally disses me off, is  – well, to come to the point – bloody hell. i have this friend, who doesnt know MUCH about a certain topic. and plans to TEACH and provide this service to others – for a fee. and i think it’s totally inethical. how can anyone teach without having in depth knowledge of a certain subject? it’s an insult to the better players! i am so pissed.

how much time to dedicate?

information overload today. learnt a lot of things…. i hope i’ll be able to recall when i’m more awake tomorrow. my brain’s shut down since 2 hours ago….. lol. kind of.

 

so many things to do, so little time. that’s how ironic life is. we yearn to not do things, yet feel wasted when we’re too busy. then we’ll think life is too long. but when we do things, life is too short. we don’t have time to waste. funny eh?

i dont feel anything

ahh… i finally got my bicycle… and cycled it for the second time today. a longer distance today – to serangoon gardens. and… it must be the most memorable bicycle ride ever, for i lost my phone. fell outta my pocket and I DIDN’T EVEN NOTICE IT

 

i found out only after i’ve reached my destination. how cool is that. and the worst thing was… i didn’t feel anything much about it till now. pretty slow right? it’d been 10 hours since i lost the phone. aww….

 

now i dont know if i have the money to at least get a second hand phone. damn…

 

been having diarrhea today. it sucks big time. my tummy feels like it’s on fire. so does my arsehole.

so very near and yet so very far

in a mere time span of 17 hours, two cities unite under the single clear blue sky. time zones fuse together to meet at one place. so very together. what seems to be 17 hours of plane ride can now be accomplished with approximately 25 minutes of car ride. yet – things happen and there isn’t anything much that can be done. the heart lingers, the soul wanders. and i wonder about you.

they never should have bent the law

now i know that our government is really GOOD. i said that not in a tone of sarcasm. but i’m really impressed by our fine government.

 

gum was banned in singapore for many years. for longer than 10 years. probably for 15 years. anyway… people have been complaining "why this stupid law?". overseas, people are saying "singapore has got a silly law – they ban gum! goodness gracious". when i was at san francisco, i joined a tour group to go to muir woods. and the tour guide was asking where all of us are from. most of them came from other parts of us. and there’s this group of ladies beside us who were from singapore.. and they echoed "singapore!" and the tour guide is like "ah… singapore, the fine city! i hear they ban gum. it’s a silly ban, isn’t it?" god.. is that what singapore is remembered of? those people are ignorant!

 

anyways… i think they should have just let gum be banned. cos you know what happened last night? i was at toa payoh. i just got off the cab and a cyclist rode past me. the next thing i knew, i was walking with gum at my feet. f*ck! it’s not dried gum.. it’s fresh – and wet. gawdamn it. it was really disgusting.. having to dig out that offending piece of gum.. fused with a stranger’s saliva. eeks. so you see? it’s not that our government is silly. it’s just that citizens of this republic are just plain INCONSIDERATE! do you see that in the states? so far.. i haven’t. though i’ve only been to SF. but no! nothing like that happens! in japan – NO TOO! aust? NO!!!!! WHY IS IT THAT PEOPLE MUST DO THIS KINDA STUFF????? CAN’T THEY PRACTICE SOME PERSONAL HYGEINE? GOD. Please don’t blame the government for introducing stringent acts – that’s what law is for – to enforce desired behavior in people. You wanna blame, please go to the mirror and point at the ugly face u’re looking at. Thank you very much! ILL BREDS!

 

i should have known to have kept the ipod nano secretive. i knew this would happen. my brother took the ipod nano. he didn’t put it in the lil cotton cover i put it in. and damn.. it’s so very scratched now with ugly, dirty fingerprints all over. it’s barely a week old!

silly

i skipped my stats class today. haha.. it really wasn’t on purpose!!!! i overslept.. and sat past the stop. then.. i stopped at singapore polytechnic. took a bus back… and sat past the stop again. overslept -_-" how stupid can one get???

another boring school day

hey.. i know that’s the wrong attitude for a student. but today really is boring. i have statistics class. not that i don’t like statistics – in fact i dont relaly know what stats is all about. it’s just… the lecturer is really boring….. 😦 but oh well………

 

kayaking has left me having three colors on my skin – brown, lighter brown, and pink. pink’s sunkissed skin. lighter brown is after the brown has been peeled off. yes, i’m peeling. i mean , my skin is peeling. and i wanna go kayaking again on saturday. one wonders how will one go out with peeling skin?

 

fred is coming to sg on sunday… so i might be meeting him sunday night or monday. wait till he sees my peeling skin. he’ll prolly freak out and use a cross to fend me away from him. watever…. like it or not, my skin is peeling.

 

i went to collect my ipod nano… singnet’s so smart. they used ipod nanos in their promotion packages so that everyone will recontact. if it wasn’t for the ipod, i’d seriously consider maxonline. but somehow.. i dont know. i’ve been using singnet since 1997…. till now. my bro’s dead bent on crossing over to maxonline. but i can’t say singnet has been giving me problems. which gives me an idea… at the moment, i’m trying to hide the player away from my bro… now since he was so bent on crossin over… he shan’t have it, right? fair point? lol. i’m selfish, i know. but if he takes the player, he’s gonna scratch it for sure. i left my samsung phone wit him for like 2 weeks and it was returned back to me like a piece of scrap metal. totally bruised.

 

these days, my heart’s been beating like a super beatmixer. at like 32 beats per bar. or like… 72bpm? but it’s really beating HARD, like i’m excited or somethin. but i can’t figure out what it was. i thought i had a crush on someone. but no, it wasn’t. then bran asked me what do i think about when i wake up everyday. i pondered. and realised it’s not crush. it’s because someone’s coming on sunday. haha. coincidentally, my aunt’s bf is arriving from sf on monday too. and she’s gonna throw a bbq party on wednesday. so.. more food.

 

my mum’s been bugging me to terminate my gym membership. aww the gym’s such a nice place. but planet’s a nice place too.. seems condusive enough. haha.. i guess.. if i can’t support my gym membership anymore, that’d be the only way to go.. but only after bollywood dance class stops!

 

and oh.. did you know that in 1979, the soviet union tried to invade afghanistan? at that time afghanistan was trying to rebuild its country and the soviet union was actually trying to help them. they helped build roads, construction buildings. however.. the extreme islamic groups were so against them. things turned for the worse then the soviets entered kabul. and that’s where osama came in. and u know…. the american cia helped to finance these muslim groups because they were doing it for the sake of islam. well.. if i’m wrong, please pardon me.. see for uself. Soviet intervention in Afghanistan (1978-1992). enjoy 😀

i don’t want to wait for him till i’m 82

i just finished reading a fantastic book. the time traveller’s wife by audrey niffenegger. it’s an awfully touching book. it tells of the lives of …. well, the title says it all. it’s just that henry, the time traveller, is able to go back and forth into the future – though he goes back more to the past than in the present. when he was 42, we met up with his present wife, clare. but that was to be in the future. at that time they met, clare was only 6. they didn’t meet up regularly. but only met at instances where henry knew he was going to arrive to the place. it’s really kind of complicated at first.. but you get the flow of it in the later part. can you imagine? all her life, clare’s been waiting for henry to return to her. when henry met clare, he was 42, she was 6. in the later part of her life, she was 20, and she met henry – he was 28. but only clare could recognise him. henry couldn’t recognise her. they havent met yet (he was 42 when they first met). then it was on and off on and off where henry will just disappear suddenly… finding himself naked in another time. it could be from 1965 to 2006. just any time. the most heart wrenching part was… after clare gave birth to their baby girl (after say.. 7 tries?), henry disappeared for as long as 10 days. when he finally appeared, he was covered with blood. it was on new year’s eve. however, henry already had a premonition. so did clare. years ago, in the early stages of their meeting, on a date not forseen by both parties, clare heard someone calling her name when she was asleep. she dashed out of her room and stood by the porch, only to find her dad and brother looking at henry. in a moment, henry disappeared. and all that was left, was a pool of blood. i think they killed him, thinking he was an intruder. cos no one knew of his existence. only clare. oh anyways.. .henry died. and though he always met up with his daughter in years to come (his daughter could time travel too), he never could manage to meet up with clare. they only met when she turned 82. hair white and all…… how heart wrenching. i couldn’t go to sleep after that. i felt really sad for her. haha.. emotional freak, oh yes i am. sigh!

 

speaking about books, i’ve read 2 books since the semester started in august. khrisnamurti and now this book. was there a book in between? eh.. i dont think so. haha.. anyways… my aunt once saw me reading krishnamurti and asked me what did i learn…………. seriously, i dont know. i’m quite mild i guess…

 

oh anyways. tomorrow, we’re going kayaking! and poof, at the same time, bollywood dance classes start tomorrow.

stay hungry, stay foolish v2

staying hungry = being in a state of wanting to know, wanting to try, wanting to experience … like a young child in asking constantly ‘why’ staying foolish = being daring to try, to do new things, not be afraid of falling or failing, no fear of not conforming or doing things that are in disagreement of those around