Wednesday, March 17, 2010

unfinished thoughts

I dreamt I swallowed a chewing gum yesterday… and I woke up with the feeling that I have something stuck in my throat. Maybe I swallowed a bug in my sleep. Dreaming has caused me quite a lot of hassle lately. Some of you may like the activity of dreaming because it is highly associated with sleeping. But not for my case. I’m deprived from sleep because of my dreams. I remember reading somewhere that babies have nightmares more often than adults...

Monday, March 8, 2010

Tacky Bluez

Tony bought me a cheap Reject Shop clock for me as a Welcome-to-Perth gift. But I accidentally broke it. We’re not allowed to put nails in walls, so I ingeniously stuck the clock to the wall with blue tack. I was THAT eager to have a clock on my wall. Later that afternoon, surprise surprise... I found it broken on the floor. Blue tack still stuck to the wall. Disappointed that I broke my welcoming gift, I almost threw the whole clock away... until......

moving

I killed the first cockroach in my new place yesterday. Tim had the honours of smacking it with my sandals while I quickened the dying process by spraying multi-purposed cleaner on it. I’m going to be moving the huge stuff in on Saturday. Blessed by landlady and friends who generously offered their white good and furniture. Gonna miss Kristi when I’m there, but will surely come back for late-nite movies and pure lazing around. Moving to a new place is fun. I could remember how badly Huey Chi hates moving. But this time, I quite like it. Expensive,...

seek and you shall find?

It’s not a good sign if your most frequently visited site is Seek.com.au. I feel that I’m caught in a generation that’s desperate for direction—commonly known as quarter life crisis. They say everyone has to go through this, but they didn’t say that it’ll take this long, or it’ll be this hard. I’m sorry to say this but sometimes it’s a little comforting to know that there are others going through the same thing as I am too; but as much as I wish for a job for my fellow comrades fighting this same war, I also wished I still have the FAMA’s financial...

Sunday, March 7, 2010

the apologizing sport

I noticed that the most common time when people would always apologize (and I, too, for that matter) the most is when I play tennis. “oh sorry sorry sorry” (say that in less than 1 second), would be what I’d hear the most when playing tennis. I’m hoping that my skills would get better so that I can say that too. Well, people only say that when they make a bad shot (which is not so often). But for me, it’s more like… “oh that’s a good shot!” (which is not so often). So to save my apologies, I’d say my sorries at the beginning and end of every...