Eeep. Talk about throwing me into the deep end of the pool. I’ve just been told that I’ll be in a client meeting on the morning of the first day of work. Phew. Could P.R.E.S.S.U.R.E come a knocking any closer?
Heck, i can't even enjoy the last week of being a bum, i've been so stressed out and burying myself in books, hoping to refresh and sharpen my "skills".Which btw, did shit all, somehow i keep falling asleep when i'm "studying". This, coming from a girl who does not usually nap!What are the f'ing odds?
I’m determine to do well and will certainly strive to do my best. Gan Batte!
Friday, September 15, 2006
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
What was supposed to be a celebration of a birthday over the weekend became a reflection on Mr Sniffles life. Mr Sniffles has been with the family for 12 years. Having battled cancer for the past 2 years, we have decided to put him to sleep.
RIP Mr Sniffles, I’ll never forget how you gave me comfort during those hard times, how you sat by my side and gave me doggy hugs when I was in mourning. I hope you realise how much we love you and how heart breaking it is to let you go. Perhaps we’ll meet again one day….
RIP Mr Sniffles, I’ll never forget how you gave me comfort during those hard times, how you sat by my side and gave me doggy hugs when I was in mourning. I hope you realise how much we love you and how heart breaking it is to let you go. Perhaps we’ll meet again one day….
Friday, September 08, 2006
I’m back on track.
I have a job. I start on the 18th Sept.
Where have I been? Travelling, of course! Here’s a few snapshots...
Oh, and I've been dreaming of this...
*drools*
Had my folks visiting for a couple of weeks and it’s the most exasperating, hectic, and emotional visit. All in all, we had a great time with different experiences crammed in two weeks. I was an emotional wreck when they left – you’d think that I’d be immune to the sappy shit having live here for 5 years but I guess not. I’m such a wuss.
It’s been a week since they left and I truly felt as though there is someone watching over me. Someone who is setting up the weather, the timing to coincide and compliment whatever’s been happening. Thank you.
Where have I been? Travelling, of course! Here’s a few snapshots...
Oh, and I've been dreaming of this...
*drools*
Had my folks visiting for a couple of weeks and it’s the most exasperating, hectic, and emotional visit. All in all, we had a great time with different experiences crammed in two weeks. I was an emotional wreck when they left – you’d think that I’d be immune to the sappy shit having live here for 5 years but I guess not. I’m such a wuss.
It’s been a week since they left and I truly felt as though there is someone watching over me. Someone who is setting up the weather, the timing to coincide and compliment whatever’s been happening. Thank you.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
What nerve
What makes you think that you could just charm your way back into my life an d pick up from where you left me hanging 5 years ago? What? So now that you’re single again, you’d imagine that I would drop everything just to be your beck and call?
Up yours, buddy……up yours!
Up yours, buddy……up yours!
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
What are the freaking odds of falling sick 3 times in 6 weeks?
I can’t believe that I’m down with the flu. Again. For the third bloody time in six weeks. WTF? The boy, is not faring any much better. He’s down with it for the second time within two months. The only explanation that we both could come up with is the quality of air in Sydney being so bad, our bodies couldn’t cope with it. In some ways, I suppose it is true. When in Canberra, we took fresh air for granted. Healthy bodies, mum’s cooking….and the list goes on. BUT HELL…I’m from KL. Smog city = land where you can hardly see 500 metres away half the year. WTF WTF WTF?
Monday, August 07, 2006
Interviews = no fun
Let me re-phrase that…attending job interviews = no fun AT ALL.
Clammy hands, jumble thoughts, uncoordinated words…I never seem to fail making a fool out of myself at interviews. At times like these, I wish I’m the BS Queen, the champion salesperson, the smooth talker. I wish.
Why can’t we just be ourself? Why is it that in interviews, being humble is not a virtue highly looked upon?
I attended one today. A job interview with a marketing agency. I’d be damned if I even knew that these agencies exists before this. It sounded like a challenge, a fun challenge! I wonder if I would be able to surpass the expectations I’ve placed on them….
Clammy hands, jumble thoughts, uncoordinated words…I never seem to fail making a fool out of myself at interviews. At times like these, I wish I’m the BS Queen, the champion salesperson, the smooth talker. I wish.
Why can’t we just be ourself? Why is it that in interviews, being humble is not a virtue highly looked upon?
I attended one today. A job interview with a marketing agency. I’d be damned if I even knew that these agencies exists before this. It sounded like a challenge, a fun challenge! I wonder if I would be able to surpass the expectations I’ve placed on them….
All ‘glammed’ up…
I spent last Saturday at the races, and gosh, how much fun! My boy and I had an exclusive invite to a private suite and this occasion obviously calls for glammed up dresses and suites. Even better, the free flowing Moets and waiter served canapés. The races was good too; although I suspect it would have been much more fun if it were spring or summer.
I could so get used to this…
I could so get used to this…
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
These are the laziest days of my life.
I still can’t believe how warm it is over here even in winter. Winter? What winter? It feels more like spring! The weather almost makes up for the fact that I’m fast approaching $0 dollars in my bank account. Penniless but happy, is there such a thing?
Applying for jobs in the big smoke has been quite a chore. Granted, it is much easier then when I was in Cbr 2 years ago. Jobs are abundant here….if only I can get people to have a look at my resume.
I miss my dog.
Applying for jobs in the big smoke has been quite a chore. Granted, it is much easier then when I was in Cbr 2 years ago. Jobs are abundant here….if only I can get people to have a look at my resume.
I miss my dog.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Welcome to my pad
Happy happy joy joy!
Check out my pad! I am now a Sydney sider; having moved 90% of my belongings to my new one bedroom apartment on the First of. How divine is that? My Own Place! * beams *
Two weeks have gone by and I’m still living out of a suitcase and boxes. I just don't have a clue what goes where!
A lengthy entry later - been sick with all the excitement/stress and am barely recovering!
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Breathe
I am admitting, with shame, that I’m an addict. I crave for it. Not an hour goes by without my thinking about it. When I’m with it nothing else matter…rendering me useless/helpless/hermit. And no, it’s not drugs nor ciggie nor alcohol. These I could do without. It’s my computer game I can’t live without. Yes, I’m a geek….always have been, always will be. J Oh well…think of all the money I’m saving from not shopping – not that I’m a big spender anyway. So now you know why the lapse in entries.
Don’t you just hate the “when are you getting married” questions? Admittedly, these questions are acceptable depending who it’s coming from but geez…people can be so darn rude. My last encounter was of this friend of mine whom I’ve not been in contact for a while. I use the term friend loosely as I barely know him except that we hung out for a while a few year back while bitching about life. So yeah, all of a sudden he MSN’ed me and says “so when are you getting married?” I swear….he was smirking after that statement/question/whatever u call it. Helllloooo? Wake up people, it’s the 21st century and a woman’s goal is no longer just getting married and making babies.
It’s not a one off question too…which I can usually manage in good nature. This is probably his favourite question of all times. And is usually one of the first thing he’d say to me….no hi, hellos, or how are yous.
Sheesh. So back to the conversation, I reply irately “ when are YOU getting married” (he was in his 30s…a good 10 year older than me) and he goes…. “i don’t even have a gf, what more a marriage?” So tit for tat….i responded by “When are YOU ever gonna get a gf and settle down” and blocked him off my list before he can reply….Talk to the hand, mister. Hah! Hope you are smart enough to read in between the lines and bugger off the questions.
I’m heading off to Melb in a few hours. Haven’t been there for ages! I’m planning on a shopping spree although knowing me, I’d think of my pennies and save it up….since every day’s a rainy day now……(literally, too)
Don’t you just hate the “when are you getting married” questions? Admittedly, these questions are acceptable depending who it’s coming from but geez…people can be so darn rude. My last encounter was of this friend of mine whom I’ve not been in contact for a while. I use the term friend loosely as I barely know him except that we hung out for a while a few year back while bitching about life. So yeah, all of a sudden he MSN’ed me and says “so when are you getting married?” I swear….he was smirking after that statement/question/whatever u call it. Helllloooo? Wake up people, it’s the 21st century and a woman’s goal is no longer just getting married and making babies.
It’s not a one off question too…which I can usually manage in good nature. This is probably his favourite question of all times. And is usually one of the first thing he’d say to me….no hi, hellos, or how are yous.
Sheesh. So back to the conversation, I reply irately “ when are YOU getting married” (he was in his 30s…a good 10 year older than me) and he goes…. “i don’t even have a gf, what more a marriage?” So tit for tat….i responded by “When are YOU ever gonna get a gf and settle down” and blocked him off my list before he can reply….Talk to the hand, mister. Hah! Hope you are smart enough to read in between the lines and bugger off the questions.
I’m heading off to Melb in a few hours. Haven’t been there for ages! I’m planning on a shopping spree although knowing me, I’d think of my pennies and save it up….since every day’s a rainy day now……(literally, too)
Friday, May 26, 2006
Carrot Junkie
My dog absolutely adores the carrot. I love the way she would gently take the carrot from my hand and then runs off to toss the carrot in the air and play a game of hide and seek with it. And when she’s done playing with it, she’ll sit on the favourite spot on her couch and munch the carrots ala bugs bunny style. I sure will miss my baby when I move up to the big smoke. Wish I could take her along.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Holy sh*t.
I didn't realise that my old blog is still available on the net! Note that by old i mean ancient. I had a great time perusing thought my thoughts and man, have my changed from then. I'm like a whole new person.
*smiles*
If you are curious and would like to read about my previous self, let me know.
I didn't realise that my old blog is still available on the net! Note that by old i mean ancient. I had a great time perusing thought my thoughts and man, have my changed from then. I'm like a whole new person.
*smiles*
If you are curious and would like to read about my previous self, let me know.
Not so young anymore
Not working warrants me to late night online chats with people whom I’ve not been in contact for a while. There is nothing more satisfying than late night emo chats with my best friend, Debbie. Usually this warrants a bottle of Vino, in a park/balcony/bar but seeing that she’s a thousand miles away, Msn + webcam shall do.
A couple of nights ago, we had the chance to catch up on goss and thoughts.The past year or so, Debbie and I used to freak out when we hear about people our age who were getting engaged/married/having a kid. What does this signify, to have people our age to think about settling down when we’ve barely started yet? Our rationale was that we’re still still too young; what about the things we’ve dreamt of, the things we have yet to do before settling down? In this day and age, I thought that people would prioritise personal ambitions over marriage…
So back to a couple of nights ago, Debbie and I shared our innermost thoughts and came to a seemingly obvious conclusion. The fact that we’re not so young anymore. ( I suppose this sounded like a D’oh moment but it’s a long time coming….especially since I’m finally coming into terms of me being in the mid 20’s age bracket)
What I’ve just realised is that it is actually normal for people my age to settle down. And why not indeed? You meet your soul mate, you’re comfortable where or with who u are, you’ve achieved your degree…you’re sick of partying, you don’t conform to being cool and you’re just happy and contented. At the prime of your life. So why not settle down? It’s a natural progression after all…..
Even so, I doubt I’ll be doing so anytime soon. I have given serious thought about it but there’s a part of my who will not forgive myself if I do not fulfil my personal ambition of achieving my career of choice and financial independence.
Why do I feel the need to chase my ambitions? Who shoved this idea in my head? Why do I perceive ambitions, financial stability as a form of happiness, and even more disturbing so is why do is it listed above me settling down with my man whom I’ve had a 4 year relationship with? Is this who I really am?
Don’t get me wrong, I am happy where I am. I just can’t help but question my priorities.
A couple of nights ago, we had the chance to catch up on goss and thoughts.The past year or so, Debbie and I used to freak out when we hear about people our age who were getting engaged/married/having a kid. What does this signify, to have people our age to think about settling down when we’ve barely started yet? Our rationale was that we’re still still too young; what about the things we’ve dreamt of, the things we have yet to do before settling down? In this day and age, I thought that people would prioritise personal ambitions over marriage…
So back to a couple of nights ago, Debbie and I shared our innermost thoughts and came to a seemingly obvious conclusion. The fact that we’re not so young anymore. ( I suppose this sounded like a D’oh moment but it’s a long time coming….especially since I’m finally coming into terms of me being in the mid 20’s age bracket)
What I’ve just realised is that it is actually normal for people my age to settle down. And why not indeed? You meet your soul mate, you’re comfortable where or with who u are, you’ve achieved your degree…you’re sick of partying, you don’t conform to being cool and you’re just happy and contented. At the prime of your life. So why not settle down? It’s a natural progression after all…..
Even so, I doubt I’ll be doing so anytime soon. I have given serious thought about it but there’s a part of my who will not forgive myself if I do not fulfil my personal ambition of achieving my career of choice and financial independence.
Why do I feel the need to chase my ambitions? Who shoved this idea in my head? Why do I perceive ambitions, financial stability as a form of happiness, and even more disturbing so is why do is it listed above me settling down with my man whom I’ve had a 4 year relationship with? Is this who I really am?
Don’t get me wrong, I am happy where I am. I just can’t help but question my priorities.
Not so young anymore
Not working warrants me to late night online chats with people whom I’ve not been in contact for a while. There is nothing more satisfying than late night emo chats with my best friend, Debbie. Usually this warrants a bottle of Vino, in a park/balcony/bar but seeing that she’s a thousand miles away, Msn + webcam shall do.
A couple of nights ago, we had the chance to catch up on goss and thoughts.The past year or so, Debbie and I used to freak out when we hear about people our age who were getting engaged/married/having a kid. What does this signify, to have people our age to think about settling down when we’ve barely started yet? Our rationale was that we’re still still too young; what about the things we’ve dreamt of, the things we have yet to do before settling down? In this day and age, I thought that people would prioritise personal ambitions over marriage…
So back to a couple of nights ago, Debbie and I shared our innermost thoughts and came to a seemingly obvious conclusion. The fact that we’re not so young anymore. ( I suppose this sounded like a D’oh moment but it’s a long time coming….especially since I’m finally coming into terms of me being in the mid 20’s age bracket)
What I’ve just realised is that it is actually normal for people my age to settle down. And why not indeed? You meet your soul mate, you’re comfortable where or with who u are, you’ve achieved your degree…you’re sick of partying, you don’t conform to being cool and you’re just happy and contented. At the prime of your life. So why not settle down? It’s a natural progression after all…..
Even so, I doubt I’ll be doing so anytime soon. I have given serious thought about it but there’s a part of my who will not forgive myself if I do not fulfil my personal ambition of achieving my career of choice and financial independence.
Why do I feel the need to chase my ambitions? Who shoved this idea in my head? Why do I perceive ambitions, financial stability as a form of happiness, and even more disturbing so is why do is it listed above me settling down with my man whom I’ve had a 4 year relationship with? Is this who I really am?
Don’t get me wrong, I am happy where I am. I just can’t help but question my priorities.
A couple of nights ago, we had the chance to catch up on goss and thoughts.The past year or so, Debbie and I used to freak out when we hear about people our age who were getting engaged/married/having a kid. What does this signify, to have people our age to think about settling down when we’ve barely started yet? Our rationale was that we’re still still too young; what about the things we’ve dreamt of, the things we have yet to do before settling down? In this day and age, I thought that people would prioritise personal ambitions over marriage…
So back to a couple of nights ago, Debbie and I shared our innermost thoughts and came to a seemingly obvious conclusion. The fact that we’re not so young anymore. ( I suppose this sounded like a D’oh moment but it’s a long time coming….especially since I’m finally coming into terms of me being in the mid 20’s age bracket)
What I’ve just realised is that it is actually normal for people my age to settle down. And why not indeed? You meet your soul mate, you’re comfortable where or with who u are, you’ve achieved your degree…you’re sick of partying, you don’t conform to being cool and you’re just happy and contented. At the prime of your life. So why not settle down? It’s a natural progression after all…..
Even so, I doubt I’ll be doing so anytime soon. I have given serious thought about it but there’s a part of my who will not forgive myself if I do not fulfil my personal ambition of achieving my career of choice and financial independence.
Why do I feel the need to chase my ambitions? Who shoved this idea in my head? Why do I perceive ambitions, financial stability as a form of happiness, and even more disturbing so is why do is it listed above me settling down with my man whom I’ve had a 4 year relationship with? Is this who I really am?
Don’t get me wrong, I am happy where I am. I just can’t help but question my priorities.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
I’ve just realised how organised I am. Or rather how I find the need to live in an organised life. Second day into my holiday and I have already made use of my Outlook Calendar.
Let's see... At the moment, I have two one and half hour gym sessions per day and allocated an hour per day to walk the dog. The rest of my day is filled with tasks and things to do. I think it’s great! I remember the last time I bummed around, I felt lost. As though there was no direction in my life, no goals, no objectives. Well that was then and now is now....
Makes me realised what a goal driven person I am too. Wonder if it’s a good thing…
Let's see... At the moment, I have two one and half hour gym sessions per day and allocated an hour per day to walk the dog. The rest of my day is filled with tasks and things to do. I think it’s great! I remember the last time I bummed around, I felt lost. As though there was no direction in my life, no goals, no objectives. Well that was then and now is now....
Makes me realised what a goal driven person I am too. Wonder if it’s a good thing…
Sunday, May 21, 2006
I’ve done it! I’ve served my notice, I have finally walked out from the office for the last time. Man, my resignation from work is wayyyyyyy overdue. Two freaking years! I can’t believe I stayed there for two freaking years! I loved my work, don’t get me wrong here, but it’s just not what I wanna do for the rest of my life. It wasn’t something I wanted to do to begin with but I needed the experience and was desperate for something to do. I thought I would only be there for 6 months but promotions, pay rise and positive appraisals kept me going. Also helped that I’ve grown attached to everyone at work. The extraordinary personalities, the eccentricities(?) of some and the emotional support throughout tough times in my personal life….
My last month at work was an emotional one. I have always been strong and focused on why I do the things I do but I begin to question myself during that period of time. Am I really sure I want to take myself out of my comfort zone and start anew in the big smoke?
Hell yeah, sure I do. I’m a freaking 24 year old and I feel as though I haven’t done much in my life. There’s so much more I need to do. I’m not ready to settle down to a comfortable life yet!
Annnnnnnnyyyyyyyyyyyywayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy…. I’d be updating this blog with more frequency than before and will certainly post some photos with the things I’d get up to!
Note to self:
Gawd. It seems as though every tom, dick and lucy has a blog. Nevermind that 80% of these blogs are insightful. Never mind that most of these blogs are pretty much “poser” aka “look at my me” blogs. Everybody just wants to be noticed-there’s a celebrity wannabe in everyone!
There’s always someone out there reading what you do, someone wishing that their live is as colourful as yours, or they are as good looking as your superimposed photos. Dare to dream, I’d say.
My last month at work was an emotional one. I have always been strong and focused on why I do the things I do but I begin to question myself during that period of time. Am I really sure I want to take myself out of my comfort zone and start anew in the big smoke?
Hell yeah, sure I do. I’m a freaking 24 year old and I feel as though I haven’t done much in my life. There’s so much more I need to do. I’m not ready to settle down to a comfortable life yet!
Annnnnnnnyyyyyyyyyyyywayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy…. I’d be updating this blog with more frequency than before and will certainly post some photos with the things I’d get up to!
Note to self:
Gawd. It seems as though every tom, dick and lucy has a blog. Nevermind that 80% of these blogs are insightful. Never mind that most of these blogs are pretty much “poser” aka “look at my me” blogs. Everybody just wants to be noticed-there’s a celebrity wannabe in everyone!
There’s always someone out there reading what you do, someone wishing that their live is as colourful as yours, or they are as good looking as your superimposed photos. Dare to dream, I’d say.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
I’m down to my last working week. It feels good. As though a burden has been lifted.
I’m grumpy today. Hate that tingly feeling in throat. Stop taunting me, make me sick already. So I can get over it. I swear it’s from the Geek’s cooties. The next time he speaks on top of me with his spit raining all over I’ll spirtz my Ajax down his throat. Except that I think I’ll be doing him a favour.
So yeah I’m grumpy. I need some TLC. Someone, spoil me, please.
I’m grumpy today. Hate that tingly feeling in throat. Stop taunting me, make me sick already. So I can get over it. I swear it’s from the Geek’s cooties. The next time he speaks on top of me with his spit raining all over I’ll spirtz my Ajax down his throat. Except that I think I’ll be doing him a favour.
So yeah I’m grumpy. I need some TLC. Someone, spoil me, please.
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