Why does everything seems so complex?

Perhaps it is just me. Me and my constant thinking and imagination. Is beauty only skin deep? Whatever happened to inner beauty?

Reality revolves so much on the first impression that looking good becomes a priority. Yes, I admit to being superficial but who can say they are not? Isn't skin-deep beauty what we all look for?

I am sure that most girls spend lots of time dressing, buying cosmetics etc. The trend these days that guys are just as competitive in this arena. Buying clothes, stocking up on skin-care products, smelling good etc. But to whose advantage or benefit? Their own or to the on-lookers?

Yes, I admit to dressing up to my own vanity. But sometimes I ask myself, is it worth it? The answer (at that time) was yes. When you look good, you feel good and when you feel good, everything seems to go your way. Or so I thought. Then a spark came to mind; the people that you meet, are they nice to you just because of the way you look/dress?

I had my days of UGLY. The reason why I italize and bold UGLY is the second believe which is "there is no such thing as being ugly, just being lazy".

Sadly to the say, by the mysterious powers of love (I cannot believe I said that...) I change from a soft-spoken to a talk-so-much-rubbish-until-someone-have-to-ask-me-to-SHUT-UP person. And after much melodrama, I change from someone who have no sense of dressing to someone with better-but-not-the-best-sense of dressing.

Honestly, when I look back, I think I change a lot. Okay, so it is not a lot but TOO MUCH. So much so to a point that I saw one of my ex-school mate but he didn't recognise me. Perhaps it was the dim lights of the night, the excuse I gave. Then recently another ex-school mate recognise me because he heard my name. Was I such a nobody back then?

Are looks really that important in a relationship? If they are, why? If they aren't then how does one know when the person is in love with another not because of looks ONLY but perhaps the un-describable feeling called love?

I guess, looks is just part of the whole package. Perhaps, it was just not meant to be. I shall stop pondering, end here and just be where I should be; the comfort zone of my dream cloud =)

Friends =D

Got back from work yesterday and my mom made pasta with cream of mushroom sauce. A little indulgence was in order since a western dish was made. Okay, so it was just an excuse for a little alcohol =X. The lighting of this photo is really bad. It was raining and my house lightings were not that strong.

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Ever since the exams ended, I have not met up with friends and do things I really feel like doing. Okay, so I did meet up with the peeps on feb 29th but that was after not seeing them for like...1 month? My apologies. You have no idea the importance of friends means to me. Everyone need friends. Who doesn't?

I have been busy. Fine, I admit that I have been quite busy. Not with projects or anything school related, but with work. LOL! Workaholic =X. Not a glamorous job or anything, but a simple, humble (doesn't sound so humble after using the word huh? =X) job: being a cashier at Cold Storage. Weekends are a must to work because the per hour pay is higher (=D) and there are more customers so more help needed.

Perhaps it was my excuse. Perhaps I felt that work could take things of my mind. It sure did. I have not thought of anything silly since. But, as I should know, peace can never last for long; a heavy bombshell was dropped on me. It took a while just to make sense. After a few minutes, a few hours... I realised, it was game-over.

But, all is not lost. As I woke up this morning, I thought to myself, perhaps I was thinking too much (I think I am since I am actually attempting to write this =X) and just let the past stay buried. What I should look for is the future. That was what I believed. Now that not only sad memories were kept, why shouldn't I drown myself in my past?

Because it is not healthy, came the reply. Dreams can never compete with reality and reality is what I live in. Comfort is what we all seek but comfort doesn't come to people who don't go all out to seek for it. Imaginary comfort is only temporary but the comfort that we all (try to) seek for is temporary too, if the unforeseen happens.

So this is the question I ask: Since both are temporary, which would you choose?

Sometimes I cut of my heart strings just so I won't feel hurt again. Sometimes I feign ignorance so I don't have to deal with everything at once. Sometimes I choose to lie through my smiles and laughter so that people won't know how I really feel. Sometimes...
However, I am glad that secrets were revealed and I am happy for you. Why won't I be? =) I truely am. In life, we succeed and we fail. When we succeed, we share our joys with friends. When we fail, we seek comforts in friends again. One person's happiness may be another's sorrow but that is not always the case right? Whoever said that it was a crime to be happy? Just smile =D and be happy!
P.S. Never give up on love =D

Independence?

I was at our class gathering held in a chalet downtown east. Aloha resort I think. Applied 2 days leave just to have 'fun' (not in that dirty kind of way xp). There was booze + food + people. Good combination until...(due to confidentiality, nothing much would be revealed. P.S. not about me though =D)

It was a horrible start as it was raining in the early afternoon. Met at Pasir ris, bought the stuff and it was still raining. Caught the shuttle to the chalet. But guess what, our chalet number is 13 and it was among the last bungalow (all the way inside). Walking in the cold rain trying to hurry to our bungalow was no easy feat. I had in my bag, one mini mahjong set and one bottle of red wine plus my clothes and other stuff. In my other hand was the 2 bottles of booze and 1 bottle of sparkling juice. All were glass and contain full amounts of liquid. I sure had my fair share of muscle training that day.

Watching the tele to pass the time. And then, some went to prepare to attempt to BBQ while me and a few others started playing mahjong. We took turns BBQ-ing but there was light drizzling. For my first time, I helped to hold the umbrella (that shelter the food) while BBQ-ing. Interesting...

The mood was really dampened by the weather but fret not as Winston is here (right...). At 8pm, the wine opener arrived. The party has begun. With all that booze talking, it would be quite TAK-GLAM but oh well, it is not everyday you see this side of me =p.

Couldn't really sleep. Had much heart to heart talks. And the before we knew it, it was 7am. Most wanted to forfeit the second day as they had intentions of returning home. Kinda wasted but here I am typing this =X.

Really tired but I think this is the last year where we can have a class gathering. =( but fret not, I am sure we would keep in touch right?

Enjoy the pictures =D






TAK-glam!!!

The grass is greener on the other side

It seems that we, as human beings, are never satisfied with what we have. Material comforts are just one of them.

We hate our job/school/life/things/possessions/even ourselves. We (or maybe just me =p) always live in our dream of what it would be like to be in the shoes of...let's say a rich, clever...(basically everything 'good' that you can possibly have/own) person. But in the end, does that little fantasy actually get us anywhere?

I used to remember myself saying "School life is so boring. Working is good. You earn money, and the job might not be so bad." And then I had my holidays after my 'O's and realised that working isn't that fun after all. When studying, you have to know so many facts that might not even be relevant to your life. When working, especially a part-time job, you don't have much freedom to do what you want (especially if you have no off days).

Perhaps the saying the grass is greener on the other side is true. We are envious of the things we don't have. The constant struggle of satisfying our urge/wants/yearns is getting out of hand. Perhaps to a point of grotesque.

I, on the other hand, prefer not to ponder too much (apparently it took much contemplation to write this =X) about the grass on the other side but just settle in my little bubble cloud with nothing to do but a silly smile plastered on my face.

Which brings me back to my second paragraph on dreams. Does it get us anywhere? Honestly it won't. But, at least it comforts us at the end of the day. What more can we ask for? =D

Grapefruit Vodka

I am not an alcoholic. =D Fine! So I enjoy my occasional drink, but I am not addicted. I think. HAHA. I was having 'dessert' - FRUITS! I sliced a slice of grapefruit and it was so sour! So I decided to squeeze its juice. And an idea struck me - Juice with alcohol. Choice of poison would be VODKA! KOPED from my bro. He had a large bottle and it was already open. Hey, I am just helping him to finish the thing. LOL

Step 1: Mix equal parts of vodka and grapefruit juice.
Step 2: Add ice (crushed for best effect).
Step 3: Add in sugar syrup to mask the bitter alcohol taste and *TADA* =D


I admit that I am NOT a good photographer =DDD