Denial
- is in his mid 20's - is a taurus male(all you perverts can leave now) - always craves for good music - will never put up naked pictures of himself here(all you perverts who are still here can finally get lost now) - will realise his dream of travelling around the world - will own properties and one of which is a resort by a beautiful beach - hopes to strike 1st division lottery someday so that he can bum professionally - is currently brain dead and will continue some other timeSunday, November 28, 2004
Current track: Imagination - Just an illusion
Current quote: "My luck is so bad that if I bought a cemetery, people would stop dying." - Ed Furgol
Haven't been snapping many pictures. Busy days and certain events. Ugh.
Things have been a strange mix of late. Like a bus which doesn't show up when you want to ride it and other times, a few of them appear at one go when you expect another ride. People and job offers, you name them, I'd probably got them here and there, then and now. Some crossed out already and others still on the waiting list. Some that I screwed up are beyond hope, others I dread to even think what's gonna happen next.
Hard to doze off at night recently. I slept like a war veteran with a conscience; Tossing and turning, occasional moans and breaking out in cold sweat, the whole six to eight. Pretty worned out from mostly anything and everything. Nevertheless, I still try to move on, looking to end the topsy-turvy year on a good note.
A couple of days back after browsing a few magazines on photography, I found myself sitting at PS's Times Bookshop facing the window panel overlooking the large summary of a typical late afternoon of Dhoby Ghaut area. I made myself comfortable and dazed for the longest time. There was a brief reflection, simple to complicated stuff, from the options for my dinner to choices I made in life. Other than that, most of the time just chilling and watching the world go by. Nature and its everlasting beauty is my constant source of inspiration. Simply magnificent.
Euphoria madness, non-chalant disappointments, estatic weariness, lonesome day ends, hopeful yet uncertain beginnings.
A strange mix of late indeed.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Current track: Everything But The Girl - I don't want to talk about it
Current quote: "The past is always a rebuke to the present" - Robert Penn Warren
I'm not a big fan of reality shows but some of their episodes turned out pretty interesting.
Just caught the America's top model 2 a few hours back and suddenly my mom did something to piss me off completely that I happened to miss the last part of the show when the judges decide who is eliminated from the final five girls. Went online straight after and searched for that particular episode summary only to discover that I haven't missed much.
Then I got tempted to read up on the next episode's and some parts of it hit me at the back of my head.
The four remaining girls, Yoanna, April, Shandi and Mercedes got some guys over together with some wine and stuff. Blah blah blah, the next scene we see is the guys leaving and getting kisses from all the girls. Shandi is in bed crying, saying she can’t believe she did what she did. The girls go over and comfort her while she says she had sex with one of the guys, therefore cheating on her boyfriend. Next day, Shandi is a little confused as to why nobody pulled her aside and let her know what she was doing.
For some reason I could related to Shandi's experience. Not that I cheated on someone nor had 3 gorgeous models pampering me(I wish for the latter though) but someone I know went through almost the same thing as Shandi.
Doing something wrong yet expecting someone to be around to tell them whats and whatnots? And cry?!
They struck a strange familiarity to me that I thought about things and later realised, the truth just simply paints itself even clearer than a thousand words.
Anyway, I don't get people these days. Everyone will mess up sometime or another but few fight against it after that. It's exceptionally difficult especially when it's your immediate circle of friends who do not help themselves, let alone listen to help. It was frustrating previously but I understand better now, therefore even though how much one tries, most people tend to learn through the hard way. What to do, life's a beach.
Nevertheless, I’m a big fan of spectacular sunsets. I rank them up there with glorious skies, magnificent scenaries and sensational cleavage.
Current quote: "The past is always a rebuke to the present" - Robert Penn Warren
I'm not a big fan of reality shows but some of their episodes turned out pretty interesting.
Just caught the America's top model 2 a few hours back and suddenly my mom did something to piss me off completely that I happened to miss the last part of the show when the judges decide who is eliminated from the final five girls. Went online straight after and searched for that particular episode summary only to discover that I haven't missed much.
Then I got tempted to read up on the next episode's and some parts of it hit me at the back of my head.
The four remaining girls, Yoanna, April, Shandi and Mercedes got some guys over together with some wine and stuff. Blah blah blah, the next scene we see is the guys leaving and getting kisses from all the girls. Shandi is in bed crying, saying she can’t believe she did what she did. The girls go over and comfort her while she says she had sex with one of the guys, therefore cheating on her boyfriend. Next day, Shandi is a little confused as to why nobody pulled her aside and let her know what she was doing.
For some reason I could related to Shandi's experience. Not that I cheated on someone nor had 3 gorgeous models pampering me(I wish for the latter though) but someone I know went through almost the same thing as Shandi.
Doing something wrong yet expecting someone to be around to tell them whats and whatnots? And cry?!
They struck a strange familiarity to me that I thought about things and later realised, the truth just simply paints itself even clearer than a thousand words.
Anyway, I don't get people these days. Everyone will mess up sometime or another but few fight against it after that. It's exceptionally difficult especially when it's your immediate circle of friends who do not help themselves, let alone listen to help. It was frustrating previously but I understand better now, therefore even though how much one tries, most people tend to learn through the hard way. What to do, life's a beach.
Nevertheless, I’m a big fan of spectacular sunsets. I rank them up there with glorious skies, magnificent scenaries and sensational cleavage.
Thursday, November 11, 2004
Current track: Erasure - Don't say your love is killing me
Current mood: Sane
I'm employed! Other than some of you whom already knew, it's some Fortune 500 company at Shenton Way and that means it's friggin' formal wear all over again. *curses*
The interview was somewhat intimidating, yet surreal. I swear my direct superior, Patrick, sounds like Agent Smith. After he introduced himself upon first encounter, I was half-expecting him to greet me "Mister Anderson...". Two other people were in the same room, apparently his underlings which I couldn't think of any logical reason for their presence other than to maybe, assist him in seeking out and destroying me, Morpheus and the rest of the crew.
Was nervous at first till after a few questions later, he told me to take this like a normal conversation instead. He then tried to loose the tension with some really dumbass comments which I interpreted them as trying to joke, which obviously failing at it miserably. After his third attempt, I stared at the underlings, stunned, and then I looked around to see if I was on some hidden camera show.
After the rigmarole of the interrogation(You have to agree with me that most of it, if not all), he gave his basic lowdown on his expectations and a brief general insight into the company and such. He then asked me "Do you have any expectations?" Believe it or not, this is the first time I’ve ever been asked this question. I handled the interview pretty well by my standards so far and for that moment I got stuck there, like some obese sonovabeech at the mouth of the Black Hole waterslide at Fantasy Island.(Btw, does that theme park still exist?)
At the end of it all, he complimented me for my frankness and was pretty impressed too. In spite of knowing that it's gonna be waking up as early as 7 am everyday, I left the room beaming, also insisting to him that my name is Neo.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
Current track: [OST Chrono Cross] Radical Dreamers - Unstolen jewel
Current quote: "I like the reflection. Very clear and... yummy. It looks edible, like a choc bar." - my friend Joy, upon viewing the picture above.
Gosh, I hate it when there're opportunities to take potentially great-looking pictures and then, either hesitate for a bit or choose not to take them for some sudden reason which later I smack myself for not justifying my decision properly. Argh, missed two great shots so far, so much for procrastinating and regrets. Then again, everyone wants to live a life without regrets, right? Try putting that on for size.
It’s been more than a week-and-a-half since I’ve written a proper entry, but it feels like a year. I’m telling you, this whole notion of time being a steady, perfectly consistent quantity is nonsense. When a couple of minutes feels like an hour, that’s not you – it actually was an hour. Same for those weekends that seem to last only seconds. The clock lies all the friggin' time. You just don’t catch it, because time is one sneaky sonovabeech.
On the contrary, time has been flying by so quickly. These days people are simply different now as compared to say, a decade back. Getting older is really complicated and hard, if not hasty. By now I’ve grown into a wiser, more mature adult male with greater responsibilities and more sophisticated toiletries. (I can vouch for the toiletries part, but everything else in that sentence is subject to debate and severe ridicule.)
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Ok, enough shit-shot for now. I gotta go wash my face.
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