Moving!

I am currently in the midst of MOVING to my OWN place!

WWWHHHOOOPPPPEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

Determining life fixtures

Living with friends is teaching me a thing or two about myself. Or rather, it is reminding me of my pros and cons, which to me, is the upside of living with other people.

I have heard from many that I should try living on my own for a change. Being truly independent of social contacts, to me, does not equate to being an independent person. I feel sorry for whoever out there who feels that it is. I have also heard from many that living with other people is difficult. But my dear, what isn't?

People in life come and go. No one is the exception. Everyone of us come and go in everybody else's lives. Even when we feel that some of the people in our lives are 'difficult', why are we determined to be bothered by them? They come... and they go.

But when they come into our lives, I feel that they are there for a reason. They appear for a reason, good or bad. So while they are there, why not make the best out of it?

Be determined, take the effort to break your own shell. Get to know them. Yes, you may not totally agree with the way they think, the things they say, the things they do or even the way they look but who's to say that you have to? Even by just observing them or listening to other friends gossip about them, you learn a thing or two about them and people in general.

Be determined, try to not generalise your own judgemental thoughts. Why? Because it gets you no where and is an isolating act of stubbornness. Like a mirror, your actions would elicit similar actions from those around you. Would you want others to be judgemental of your thinking?

Why destroy your own 'self' when the people around you are not permanently there?

Your parents,
siblings,
friends,
children,
life partners.

Will they all be there for you permanently? Who are you to decide that they will?

We have to decide for ourselves what lessons are to be learnt from every person we meet in our lives. For good or for bad, they are still lessons, if we heed their guidance.

Like when we think we hate our piano teachers because they were really harsh when training us for exams.
Like when we think we hate our best friends because they double-crossed and went after the guys you liked.
Like when we think we hate our older siblings because they get all the high grades.
Like when we think we hate our colleagues because they can afford expensive brands.

Look harder. They are all lessons from which we are able to learn. Look beyond the surface and think, do they all still matter to you now? No. Why?

Because they are all come-and-go incidences. They should not be in your mind forever. What should remain are the teachings behind those incidences. Yes, those can become the fixtures in your mind.

So every time someone pisses you off, boil. Boil to your heart's content for that minute or so. Then, cool down and think of what the reason this passer-by is passing you by.

You are a Scorpio?

She was surprised when I told her my birthday is in November.

"You mean, you're a Scorpio?"

Hm, yea, anything wrong with that? My first impression was that she had this bad spell with Scorpios that she despised them. Either that or, she has lovely Scorpio friends whom she loved to bits. I lifted an eyebrow to provoke her for more elaboration.

"How can that be? That's not possible! Not one bit are you like a Scorpio!"

Er, what am I supposed to be like then? But I am, Scorpio, you know. Very much one, in fact.

"No, no. You do not strike people as a Scorpio, really. You know how Scorpios are erm, 'poisonous'?"

Yes, yes. I do know that. I can be so if I want to but what good does that do? Just so you feel that what a friend said about yourself does not sound nice, you want to engage in a verbal war with her/him? Seriously, not worth my effort and time.

"You see! Normally, Scorpios do not think like that! They would just bam, say something that would get back at that person. It is supposed to be an in-built nature of Scorpios! How can you be a Scorpio when you think about making peace all the time?"

So does that mean both my mum and my brother aren't very good Scorpios, too? Haha, they love making peace with others. In fact, we try our best not to bother others as much as possible. Sometimes, it goes up to the point whereby we trouble ourselves a hell lot more just to get something done or to settle a misunderstanding.

"You are supposed to remember what others have done to you so that you can return the 'favour' with two times the sting."

........ ok? Then I would be remembered as the bad person! Why would I want to do that to myself? Yes, I remember things that people have done unto me. I always do. Heck, I still remember birthdays and some phone numbers of friends from primary school. If you cross my line, I will most definitely remember how you have done so and when. Even more so if you are a close friend because it would hurt more. But that doesn't mean that I use that memory to hurt them back! Why, we would be playing beat around the bush like that! It's tiring!

"You see! Someone like you, who runs up and down collecting signatures and collating documents for other people at no cost cannot be a Scorpio!"

But I am one.

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Another week

Time flies when you least want it to, doesn't it? I totally hate it when you know very well that you have stuff to do, you plan and try hard to heed that plan that ends up being messed up. Why plan if that's the case? Makes planning a total waste of time.

Another week. Sigh. Another week of my life has gone. Just like that. And what do I have to show for it?

Well, for starters, I still have a middle finger that makes people think that I am a lunatic - I mean, Stef, really, I would not want to only colour one finger and why that particular finger if I had to? At least I can put that finger straight now and if I accidentally touch it, it doesn't hurt as much. But, the sting is still there. Definitely. Also, I have no idea why the hill of a bruise is still there. It's like you can still feel the 'hill' when you run your finger over my finger. Eeyer, geli...

The inspection for a place that happened last week didn't work out to be too smooth. Although the place we looked at was in a good neighbourhood, two of the three rooms were extremely small. Good part about it was Housemate 3 came along so I had an extra pair of eyes and another brain to help decide whether to apply for the place or not. This week's inspection was much better. Saw a total of four places, three of which we will apply for. So, fingers crossed la although I think it is still harder for us as others there were already prepared with documents and holding deposit cash. Us? Sigh, it always is only me alone who goes so how would I be able to apply for three of us? Okay, documents I can provide for them but their signatures?

Played baddy on Sunday at a sports hall that was not originally a sports hall. The lights were super distracting - I could hardly see the shuttle! But since it had been such a long time since I lifted a racquet, it was a good workout despite it being for a short time only. The next morning my whole body ached.... aaaahhhh, oklar, not so kua cheong, the whole of my right side ached. That is what you call unfitness.

Met up with a few friends for lunch and dinner throughout the week. One was at Milliore, where I watched everyone else eat. Haha... the other was at Kura to have a 'last meal' with Sheau Kang. She's headed for the Lion City, where she managed to secure a post in SGH. Congrats! Jenny and I also had the chance to hangout at Lynn and Diane's office. Haha, see how naughty we can get when our bosses are not around....

Let's see what the next week would bring. I hope I get more work done and more importantly, manage to find a place to move out to!

March matters

How did I log into the month of March? By stamping it onto my finger.....

Was at Jenny's for dinner with friends. When Michael headed to throw the trash out, he asked me to open the door for him. As the door was about to slam shut, I tried to hurry to it to hold it open but, unfortunately for me, I did not run fast enough and had my middle finger clamped by the super heavy duty door.

At first, I thought, hm, it would not hurt bad. Little did I know that after a few seconds, the pain kicked in in full capacity.

OMFG, I was in throbbing pain in a matter of seconds. Before I realised it, I was ushered to the sink to have my finger placed in running cold tap water. I protested but as I was held tightly by Michael, I had to place it there despite the bleeping pain. I even have a blood clot and a bruised hill of a finger to show:




Joy and Van prepared ice water for me to soak my finger in, which I really did not enjoy, either. In between my sobs, I went, "Michael, very pain...." Michael was really patient with me, coaxing me throughout the whole ordeal, trying to calm me down. Audrey, being a very calm and level-headed person, reminded me to breath normally and to stop hyperventilating.

Come to think of it, I think it was Michael's first time seeing my cry like that. I am dead serious - it really did effing hurt.