time and tide...

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

mood:down
listening to: -

yup... still none the wiser.

the chime of wedding bells...

Monday, November 15, 2010

mood: anxious
listening to: -

wedding season is about to begin once again. am i looking forward to it?

yes, because seeing my friends happy makes me happy =)

but in all honesty, there is a bit of sadness creeping up between all the smiles. it's not because of peer pressure or anything of that sort...

rather, it's because it used to be something that i wanted very much for myself and was certain that it would happen - however, of late, i am finding it increasingly difficult to believe that it will actually take place. again, not because i've not found the right one, but because i don't think there will be a right one. so more than anything else, i find myself mourning the gradual demise of a childhood "dream".

it is the same pang you feel when you first came to realise as a child, that your parents are not perfect.

of stewed pork and sheesh kebabs...

Saturday, November 13, 2010

mood: -
listening to: -

again, i am flabberghasted by how some people come into senior positions in the work place, when it is clearly evident that:
  • they don't know what they're doing; and
  • they like to pretend that they know what they're doing; and
  • they provide no value-add whatsoever, and instead become a hindrance; and
  • they are oblivious to the fact that any and every explaination (read: excuse) that they offer only reinforces all of the above.
...!!!...

so apparently, in this day and age, bullshit doesn't only get you to the top, it actually keeps you there!

anyway. sigh.

at times like these, i envy you. you and your ability to detach yourself so easily from the very same things that stir me. most people would say that that's just the way you are, and i wouldn't be slow to agree either...

but then again, some times, i do wonder. your revelations then, even in your reserved manner, implied otherwise.

but then again, again..., perhaps it was only a figment of my eager acceptance.

anyway, it's too late to think any more of this.

good night.

of drawing lines, and crossing them.

Monday, November 01, 2010

mood: awake
listening to: -

there are just some lines that you do not cross. and for the most part, you'd be a fool to think you could tiptoe across it without anyone seeing you. 'nuff said.