Sunday, May 30, 2010 3:41 pm
1:10 am
Was talking to my dear cousin E today, and then I realised that truth be told, the dreams that we once had and still have are super unrealistic. Yes, she called me a pessimist for saying so... but what I really want to bring across is that, sometimes, things happen, and you start to wonder about life and the future, what it will turn out to be... FOR REAL. Not anymore about oh I will be jet-setting across countries and having Starbucks everyday and be all trendy and chic and all that. Those are dreams. Dreams will only be dreams, until you start making SMART choices. It's like what we learnt in Effective Negotiation class. An objective must be SMART, in order to achieve a goal. SMART being Specific, Measurable, Attainable, Realistic, Timely. I do believe we can use this in this case here.
So I guess I woke up from my dream, or my bubble was popped. I am sort of trying to distance myself from the unattainable, the unrealistic things I really thought I could have. It's not because I cannot get them. It's just that in this now, I suppose it's pretty much impossible to achieve right now. Not that it will ALWAYS be unachievable... it could happen, but I must keep my feet and head on the ground. Can't pretend that life is all floaty and easy because it isn't.
I feel lost, because I want to set SMART goals, but I don't seem to have any I really passionately aim to pursue.
This is sad.
I fear for my future.
aren't you?
Thursday, May 27, 2010 9:41 pm
I'm in bookpub right now, and just wrote 1161 words of a story in about an hour! :D
Needs revision, but I think I've got a cool idea.
okay bye.
oh for the love of show;
Tuesday, May 25, 2010 2:08 am
I keep replaying the scene on stage over and over again in my head, so much so I think that I'm just caught in denial. I mean, it isn't going to change anything that happened...
There would have been so many things I would like to have changed with this meeting. It was so brief, merely 3 seconds max? I wish I had the courage and confidence to say something to him.
I guess I wasn't prepared. I sound like I'm confessing to somebody I like or something... he's only a person anyway, right?
But yes, perhaps I am thinking too much of the things I would have done, rather than relish the moment that happened, however fleeting. You might call me a dreamer, a wishful thinker, but... it was real you know? I don't know how to put it across to make it sound less of a fangirl, less of a bimbo... but it was really important to make a connection with someone I admired quite a bit.
Not that he would have even noticed anyway... You know how they always mislead fans into thinking that their idols actually will fall in love with that one lucky person one day? In movies, in dramas, in music videos... I should get myself to stop thinking like that. What makes me think that he would remember me of all the thousands who thronged the event the day before?
What am I thinking?
I shouldn't have gone, maybe... then I would have just been as disconnected as I would have always been, living in that bubble where they are all high up on that pedestal I put them on. Untouchable, unreachable, but yet so real. That, may have been easier for me to believe. Now I'm just into unrealistic wishing.
Oh for the love of God let me stop thinking about what ifs.
I'm living in reality, for god's sake.
xh
Saturday, May 22, 2010 11:37 pm
Friday, May 14, 2010 11:08 pm
Sunday, May 09, 2010 3:12 pm
I have nothing to say, except that I want to do my best in everything that is coming my way, so I hope that God can help me find my strength and perseverance, as well as the passion for my chosen path.
Amen to that.
Wednesday, May 05, 2010 8:52 pm
Oh. My. God.
love the mask,
and the zipper scarf!
shit.
Ann Demeulemeester Spring/Summer 2010 Collection
There is more, but I am currently unable to post comfortably.
So I'll do this later.
But seriously, her designs are... so edgy and zippery! :)
Monday, May 03, 2010 11:20 pm
Oh look I've been immortalised on the World Wide Web...
http://www.sgtravellers.com/nf/summer-journeys/jiufen-taiwan.html
Haha, the article has been published online, pretty cool!
I still am a little sad about the fact that credits didn't go right though.
Not sure if there's anything that can be done.
Ah well.
But anyway, has been a troubled hectic couple of weeks, I don't even know what to say about it...
Just that I'm more and more interested in food photography, and photography in general.
Just saying.
gotta love sunshine*
abstract.
Saturday, May 01, 2010 1:08 am
Oh yeah, before I head to bed, I have to blog about my awesome dream that I had this morning.
I don't know what it was, but I was on the really long bus with the snake like-ish carriage at the back, and I was sitting with my mom at the back. I can't remember what was before this, but it was totally awesome and I am sorry I forgot.
Anyway, we stopped at this bus stop, and then I see this man carrying a dark green backpack and wearing a long sleeved light blue shirt, and in his hand was a gun. He came on board from the back of the doors, and nobody seemed to notice.
I was sitting separately from my mom, I was further back. So I was all like, damn it, got to tell her. So I changed seats and got her to seat with me away from the man a little bit.
I knew he was going to use the gun, and he did; he pointed it at nobody in particular and it was like he was hijacking the bus?
So anyway, I think he was pointing at the bus driver... and then this woman came up to him and tried to stop him from pointing the gun at him but was then shot or something. It wasn't a bullet though. It was more of a white, transparent-ish laser. She collapsed.
So then more baddies came on board the bus, no idea why it wasn't moving... but anyway, they wanted to take all our valuables away. I was like, shit, I can't let them do that... so I was like inching away, hiding my iPod in a secret compartment of my bag, and since I didn't have any money I didn't have to worry.
But then they got off the bus, and didn't come back for a while. Everyone was like, what is happening?
So apparently we got off... (it felt like a tour bus after that) and then we were in a huge building, just one floor, but really high ceilings, no separators, nothing.. just one empty space with one wall. There were people eating and sitting around chairs like Makan Place. And then my mom and I were like, we should slowly back up and run off.... so we did, but I mean, it is a whole building on its own where can we run to.
But anyway, after that we walked one round, and I saw my Dad and sis eating at one of the tables. They seemed to be waiting for us. We sat down, and then started talking about the whole incident.
Somehow I remember Wilber Pan coming into this equation. Not sure how or why but I think he did.
Anyway, that's probably most of it.
Doesn't make a single sense.
x
The conversation's getting stale
If you won't point it out, then I will
