Music plays quite an important role in my life. It help sets my mood, soothes my soul, perks me up & what nots. But I usually listen to them when I am driving. Or when I don’t want to do anything and just relax on my bed listening to music/songs. That’s when the songs/music has an impact on me. Eventhough winamp may be playing some song when I am online or working on the computer, most of the time, it’s just a companion for the silence. I don’t really absorb them. I notice it’s only the two scenarios I described above that I really listen (or sing along with my croaky voice).
The wind blowing into the opened windows.
The road whizzing by only inches beneath my feet.
Calm traffic, barely, if any.
Cool breeze blowing through my hair.
I feel in control.
I direct and determine where I want to go, how I want to go.
A plus if the scenery provides soothing effects… palm trees swaying in the wind… abundant greens all round… the coastline not too far away from the distant… faint sound of the wave breaking onto shore…
I would love to go back to then…
Last week was a bad week indeed. First off, I am supporting Australian hours which is from 5am to 2pm. It’s really a drag waking up at 4 plus in the morning when in recent weeks it has been raining at night hence it was very cool during the morning. The temptation of getting back under the warmth of the covers is really great. Then again, it’s not all that bad considering that there’s absolutely no traffic at all at 5am in the morning and also, virtually empty office.
So wait… what’s the bad part? All the meetings that these dumb morons scheduled are all in the evening!! Geee whiz. Since Wednesday I had to be in the office by 5am and can only leave like after 7pm (when the meeting adjourned). I know there’s an option of skipping the meeting but frankly I can’t. It involves applications that I will be supporting later and those attending the meetings are Regional Managers, Division Managers and what nots. Haiz… imagine what will it look like on my appraisal if I skip.
And then on Friday, I had a company dinner. Which we only got to know like on Monday. Just because we were in a different location, our “HQ” had to forget about us. If it wasn’t for our lovely admin, we would only know about it AFTER the event.
Oh wells, and then I got sick. Lack of rest I guess. Yeah, I am a sick cat, so sue me *mental note* I gotta find someone who can take care of a sick cat (me lah!!).
Is it important?
Why are some mutual, while some more than what the eye can see?
Why do we need to keep it alive and if not, it breaks and fades away through time?
How is it that one is able to strike up an instant understanding, like they have known each other all their lives?
Can we live in solitary?
You Are 27 Years Old
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what’s to come… love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You’ve had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You’ve been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
“Stole” from Alicia
I guess I, erm… act around my age? (Though it displayed a year older!)
Take : I LURVE THE TRAFFIC AT 5AM in the morning!! Not to mention, love the feeling of blasting the radio and the feeling of cool crisp morning air blowing at my
fat face hair(with my car window down)
Give: I miss my bed…
Take: Nasi Lemak in the morning… Yumm Yumm…
Give: As if I am not fat enough. Resist! Must Resist!
Take: Getting recognition and acknowledgement from peers/colleagues.
Give: More responsibilities and shoe shinning.
Take: Freedom of singlehood. Go anywhere, anytime I want with anybody.
Give: Hrm, loneliness does seep in sometimes
I can go on. But it’s usually the case. When I get the good of something, usually there’s a downside to it. Anywho, I try to be happy with what I Take though
Just when I thought things look rosy and I was heading towards the sunlight … *BOOM* something hit me back again. I suppose it’s my fault. I was complacent and took things for granted.
I am kinda tired though, of the battles that I had to go through. But battle on is what I have to do. The end of this is near. I will need to prevail. Wish me luck please!
What is there to say? I have been lazy. I can say that I have been busy but heck, if I put commitment into this, no matter how busy I would still be writing.
Things are beginning to look brighter now though. More stability, more hope. But then again, more responsibility too. It’s a blessing though. This responsibility somewhat “forces” me to be more hardworking… to strive for myself. Anyway, right down to the end the most important thing is that I am happy. And getting happier
Somewhat cryptic, this. But heck, just my thoughts.
… are not my best virtues. I almost did what bUttsH4k3r did, this morning. I was stuck in a jam at LDP this morning from Kelana Jaya all the way to Bandar Utama. I was passing the SS2 overhead bridge when suddenly this Kenari just signalled and cut in to my lane when I was accelarating!
So I sounded my horn as a warning. The idiot actually stopped his car infront of mine after cutting in and wound down his window and showed me his middle finger. That irked me and I gave him back a few “international signs”. Clearly it was HIS fault for cutting into MY lane suddenly. Signalling does NOT entitle you to blindly cut into other people’s lane.
That wasn’t the end of it. He continued scolding and cursing with his window down. Obviously there was a queue behind us and people were already blaring their horns. So I chimed in. I think that almost made him alight from his car (and in actual fact I WANTED him to alight from his car). He ‘chickened out’ and drove away eventually.
But yet that wasn’t the end of my dreadful morning. I came home and Mom asked me to help change the light bulb in the living room. I went to the cupboard, took the bulb and slammed the door shut since I was still simmering inside. Mom got a fright from the door slamming and I guess she thought that I was angry/not happy that she asked me to do something. Felt guilty for that and after finish changing the bulb, told Mom the whole story.
Got a long nagging from her. But I know she meant well and has a point. Why let bastards like these ruin my whole day. In turn, it affects people around me too, like my family and friends, coz my mood won’t be good. Oh well, my initial thought was to blog the bastard’s car plate no. here and plan that if I ever see that car again, there will definitely be another extra scratch AT LEAST on his car. But what’s the point? I guess I got to practice more tolerance.
I am back!!
I had meant to start in August… but somehow didn’t got on it. Anywho, this is my 1st post, but you will see August popping up as I will be back tracking. So, if you are interested to read, read backwards!
If you are not interested, why the hell are you still doing here?!