Excuse me, but my life is waiting.

I feel fat.

FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT!

Damnit. Why do i feel fat?!

Maybe because I gorged myself all afternoon on yummy chocolate truffle, mango pudding, movenpick ice-cream, durian a-pong, bread pudding and all the other good stuff at Goodwood Park Hotel’s high tea.

God, after eating so much, i know for sure that …

The Mac, Mos, BK, LJS and KFC have all got to go. And no more truffles.

Shit.

I feel fat.

FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT!

Damnit. Why do i feel fat?!

Maybe because I gorged myself all afternoon on yummy chocolate truffle, mango pudding, movenpick ice-cream, durian a-pong, bread pudding and all the other good stuff at Goodwood Park Hotel’s high tea.

God, after eating so much, i know for sure that …

The Mac, Mos, BK, LJS and KFC have all got to go. And no more truffles.

Shit.

Ever wonder how is it that some people don’t seem to care whether there is anyone really listening to what they are saying…so long they get to say it?

Recently, I’ve been on the receiving end of quite a bunch of unsolicited and unwelcomed comments and information. Really, when you are the one doing all the listening…it can get pretty hard on you. It’s difficult to not listen when you are supposed to listen. Because there is someone expending effort to make a point, there is an obligation to listen. And naturally, I’m too polite to totally ignore the person or outright tell him/her to shut the hell up. I’m just not so rude…even though you are tempted to physically tape their mouth shut

Haha…

Anyhow…this brings me to the question of whether there is a point to saying anything (or continue talking) if you know that the other party is just plain not interested in whatever you have to say.

Obviously, if you continue talking, the recipient is likely to do any of the following:

1. Tell you to shut up
2. Argue
3. Space out (mentally trying to block out the noise)
4. physically turn away

In any of the above, definitely, the recipient has stopped listening. So, if there’s no one to listen…who am i talking to? And exactly, what is the point of saying anything at all then?

We speak because we want someone to listen to what we have to say. Yet, many people continue to talk even when there is nobody there to care. At this point, anything that comes out is just considered noise.

Just plain, lousy, irritating noise.

The exchange is only one-way..but amazingly, people tend to ignore and deny the signs that the other party has stopped listening.

So, if i ever make noise…just tell me ok? No point wasting saliver with no benefits.

Ever wonder how is it that some people don’t seem to care whether there is anyone really listening to what they are saying…so long they get to say it?

Recently, I’ve been on the receiving end of quite a bunch of unsolicited and unwelcomed comments and information. Really, when you are the one doing all the listening…it can get pretty hard on you. It’s difficult to not listen when you are supposed to listen. Because there is someone expending effort to make a point, there is an obligation to listen. And naturally, I’m too polite to totally ignore the person or outright tell him/her to shut the hell up. I’m just not so rude…even though you are tempted to physically tape their mouth shut

Haha…

Anyhow…this brings me to the question of whether there is a point to saying anything (or continue talking) if you know that the other party is just plain not interested in whatever you have to say.

Obviously, if you continue talking, the recipient is likely to do any of the following:

1. Tell you to shut up
2. Argue
3. Space out (mentally trying to block out the noise)
4. physically turn away

In any of the above, definitely, the recipient has stopped listening. So, if there’s no one to listen…who am i talking to? And exactly, what is the point of saying anything at all then?

We speak because we want someone to listen to what we have to say. Yet, many people continue to talk even when there is nobody there to care. At this point, anything that comes out is just considered noise.

Just plain, lousy, irritating noise.

The exchange is only one-way..but amazingly, people tend to ignore and deny the signs that the other party has stopped listening.

So, if i ever make noise…just tell me ok? No point wasting saliver with no benefits.

It’s been raining consistently over the last few days…and which I am certain, has contributed significantly to my cold and melancholy mood.

For those who fear and/or detest long rambly posts about nothing, i would encourage you to stop reading right now. Becuz this is one of those days when being bored out of your mind makes you nostalgic and somewhat melancholy (the rain helped, somewhat). Yes, i’m bored out of my mind and therefore nostalgic and hence blogging.

Today’s a Friday…so technically, it’s the happiest day of the week…being the start of the weekend. Yet, why does it feel so much like the beginning of the end?

Think it all started when i gave mich my namecard this evening. It felt surreal. It finally hit me that i have officially entered adulthood…and that means no more excuses. No more zao-ing, no more “I had no idea”, no more “whatevers”.

Shit. How did the funnest part of my life pass me by, and I not know it?

I always thought it was cool to have your own namecard, but now that i have my own…they just remind me of the death of my adolescence and school days. In the past, there was always someone to take responsibility for me. In school, my teachers were the ones entrusted with the task of making me learn. At home, my parents were to nurture and provide for me until I grew my own wings.

But the thing is, how did i manage to miss the sprouting of my own wings??!

It really sucks to know that if i don’t succeed in life, it’s only because of me. Not because of circumstances, nor others…but myself.

That’s pretty shitty if you ask me…and a damn lousy way to feel at the start of the weekend.

It’s been raining consistently over the last few days…and which I am certain, has contributed significantly to my cold and melancholy mood.

For those who fear and/or detest long rambly posts about nothing, i would encourage you to stop reading right now. Becuz this is one of those days when being bored out of your mind makes you nostalgic and somewhat melancholy (the rain helped, somewhat). Yes, i’m bored out of my mind and therefore nostalgic and hence blogging.

Today’s a Friday…so technically, it’s the happiest day of the week…being the start of the weekend. Yet, why does it feel so much like the beginning of the end?

Think it all started when i gave mich my namecard this evening. It felt surreal. It finally hit me that i have officially entered adulthood…and that means no more excuses. No more zao-ing, no more “I had no idea”, no more “whatevers”.

Shit. How did the funnest part of my life pass me by, and I not know it?

I always thought it was cool to have your own namecard, but now that i have my own…they just remind me of the death of my adolescence and school days. In the past, there was always someone to take responsibility for me. In school, my teachers were the ones entrusted with the task of making me learn. At home, my parents were to nurture and provide for me until I grew my own wings.

But the thing is, how did i manage to miss the sprouting of my own wings??!

It really sucks to know that if i don’t succeed in life, it’s only because of me. Not because of circumstances, nor others…but myself.

That’s pretty shitty if you ask me…and a damn lousy way to feel at the start of the weekend.

I always find it amazing how people manage to pick out the faults of others, but fail to recognize the same fault in themselves. It is just so unbelievably amazing…and annoying.

While I am quite sure i am guilty of this…i am not sure what double standards do i practice?? Anyone care to tell me? i promise to keep an open mind.

I guess it will be a very bitter pill to swallow if you were blasting someone off for something…only to have someone else tell you that you do the same thing too. I guess nobody would ever admit to themselves that the very thing that pisses them of is inherent in them too.

Such is life…

Why do so many people condemn people who are not heterosexual??? I just don’t get it.

Not that I am bi or gay or whatever, but I just dun quite think that discriminating against people because of their sexual orientation is quite right.

First off, I think it should be pretty clear that many homosexuals didn’t choose to be gay/lesbian, but rather, are just born into it. I believe it’s quite a shitty thing to be born into a wrong body…don’t you?

Can you just imagine being born in the body of the opposite sex and if you do something about it, society condemns you? Not that there’s nothing you can do about it, but just about everyone would hate you if you did.

Is it so wrong to just be yourself? I don’t think it’s wrong at all.

While it may not be the norm to be homosexual, it doesn’t mean that the majority is always right.

This is exactly like the ridiculous hello kitty syndrome…where everybody queues because everyone else is queuing. How silly.

To discriminate against is very easy. Just mix up some truth with lots of rumors and common opinion and there you have it.

I always find it amazing how people manage to pick out the faults of others, but fail to recognize the same fault in themselves. It is just so unbelievably amazing…and annoying.

While I am quite sure i am guilty of this…i am not sure what double standards do i practice?? Anyone care to tell me? i promise to keep an open mind.

I guess it will be a very bitter pill to swallow if you were blasting someone off for something…only to have someone else tell you that you do the same thing too. I guess nobody would ever admit to themselves that the very thing that pisses them of is inherent in them too.

Such is life…

Why do so many people condemn people who are not heterosexual??? I just don’t get it.

Not that I am bi or gay or whatever, but I just dun quite think that discriminating against people because of their sexual orientation is quite right.

First off, I think it should be pretty clear that many homosexuals didn’t choose to be gay/lesbian, but rather, are just born into it. I believe it’s quite a shitty thing to be born into a wrong body…don’t you?

Can you just imagine being born in the body of the opposite sex and if you do something about it, society condemns you? Not that there’s nothing you can do about it, but just about everyone would hate you if you did.

Is it so wrong to just be yourself? I don’t think it’s wrong at all.

While it may not be the norm to be homosexual, it doesn’t mean that the majority is always right.

This is exactly like the ridiculous hello kitty syndrome…where everybody queues because everyone else is queuing. How silly.

To discriminate against is very easy. Just mix up some truth with lots of rumors and common opinion and there you have it.