Decade-ant Ending

This year has been quite a year. There were great times and not so great times, and there were normal times in-between. I guess 2009 was my year of change / transition, and I’m pretty sure it’s not the last I’ll see of things like that. There are always positives and negatives to everything that happens, so I’m trying to focus more on the half-full mambo jambo that people do to avoid thinking about nooses.

It’s quite interesting how a new year signifies a new chapter in everybody’s life. We all make resolutions, hopes and dreams, wishes, and other promises to ourselves and people around us for a change or a continuance of something that’s good. I guess eventhough Jan 1 is “physically” just another day, when everyone injects such deep meanings into it it becomes something very special merely because everyone feels it is. The power of the people, as they say.

I never bothered making resolutions, not just because I know I will most likely never be able to keep to them, but rather it’s because it feels to me like if you want to start something, there’s no better time than now, right? That and the fact that if I were to wait for a date to start something, there’s a high risk I might forget about it on the day itself. 😛

Eitherway, here’s hoping that 2010 will be a better year. Not that this year was bad, but there’s no harm having something better rite especially when it’s for everyone. Everybody wins.

With that, I’ll see you all next year then! Buhbyeee 2009! 😀

Being Bohliao

Sent this to ProbablyBadNews.com, not sure if they’ll publish it or if it’s worthy of publishing, but just thought it was something amusing.

Welcome Week 2 of new job. Hope it’s more exciting than week 1, and in a good & welcomed way.

I See Dead Chickens

One of the caveats working with a client in the restaurant business is that you’re basically going through campaigns and deliverables that talk about food, food, and more food. It’s not so bad when it’s just radio scripts, but when it comes to print stuffs with the images of the food in all its yummy glory, you can’t help but be tempted by it.

Naturally the food are all photographed and presented in a way that is inviting and tempting if it’s going to be shown to the masses, hence it has become somewhat of a dilemma for me as to whether I should be packing snacks in my office drawers because both of my first two days I have been having cravings for the food I’m looking at and am trying my best to resist snacking to satisfy this appetite that has been “purposefully” created.

I guess it’s a good sign that everyone in the team seem to be quite thin / slim / just right, so perhaps I’ll become immune to these images one day that maybe all food advertisements won’t work on me anymore even. That would be quite cool, since I do get tempted by foods easily sometimes especially if it’s something I like that I haven’t had for a long time.

It’s quite interesting to be working behind the scenes and getting first hand information on the mechanics of how things are because there are just a lot of other stuff I never realised were like that. I guess I have to be careful with what information I can divulge on here, but it has been quite insightful and somewhat in the vicinity of being mind-blowing the things I’m learning. Can’t wait to get involved in stuff and then actually get to see it, touch it, hear it, or watch it when it gets produced.

Just hope I don’t mess things up! Heheh… 😛

Silly Me

I always try to be profound;
I found I wasn’t a pro at it.
(I’m not lame. You’re the one who doesn’t have a sense of humour. Bleh!)

This weekend has been my longest break since I started working. It’s been 2 months since I entered the work force, and already I’m changing jobs. I start at the new place tomorrow, and I guess part of me is excited about the prospects of the new place, but it’s a very subdued part of me. I’m wondering if I’m starting to lose any sense of feeling in me, since life has been rather numbing/neutralising these past few weeks.

I spent the better part of today watching TV shows, which were the latest episodes of Family Guy and Desperate Housewives. And then I finally got around to watching (500) Days of Summer, which I really liked. It’s not too typical, but not too unbelievable either. It tells you one thing, and hypocritically teases you after that, which was a bit predictable but in an overall sense it’s something you can pretend you didn’t notice.

It’s sometimes a bit potong when you realise you’re relating yourself to characters in a story, because it kinda says that your life is cliché enough to be put on screen. As guilty as I am with doing things like that, it does give you a sort of “3rd person perspective” on how things are, but at the same time also gives you fictional hopes of how things will turn out because evidently all stories end with happy endings, and although stories are sometimes adapted from real life, ultimately stories are NOT real life. Some people don’t realise that, whilst some others don’t want to believe that. Wonder where’s my place with that. 😛

I don’t know what life has in store for me, and I don’t even know if it has all been mapped out and someone out there is basically watching me executing these commands that have been set. People say life is full of choices, but I still believe that there is a possibility that your choices have already been decided, and you can’t choose otherwise because if you were to, it would’ve already been decided that you would be doing so. You can’t escape it, IF such a thing were true.

I wish I knew where I was heading. Why doesn’t Garmin come out with a product for that? Better yet, why do I keep wanting to know? I believe there is a deep and potentially dark underlying reason for my behaviour for always wanting to know, but I just haven’t figured out what that is yet.

Who knew my hand wasn’t the only thing that was screwing with myself. 😛

Failure of the Unknown

I don’t know where I’m at.
I’m standing out the back,
And I’m tired of waiting.
Waiting here in in line,
Hoping that I’ll find
What I’ve been chasing

(chorus)
I shot for the sky
I’m stuck on the ground
So why do I try?
I know I’m gonna fall down.
I thought I could fly,
So why did I drown?
You never know why
It’s coming down, down, down.

Not ready to let go.
Cause then I’ll never know
What I could be missing.
But I’m missing way too much.
When do I give up
What I’ve been wishing for?

(repeat chorus)

Oh, I’m going down, down, down.
I can’t find another way around
And I don’t wanna hear the sound
Of losing what I’ve never found.

(repeat chorus x2)

Hate Is A Strong Word

I just realised how the same weather that ran throughout the day gave me such different feelings and emotions. It was basically gloomy and rainy from morning all the way till nightfall, and although my day started out kinda blue, towards the afternoon I sort of enjoyed that it’s raining because the air was cooling to the point that today might probably be the only day I didn’t sweat in the office.

Rain is sometimes taken for granted. Some people wished it didn’t rain because it feels very gloomy and depressing, or it makes the temperatures unbearably cold to some useless weaklings, but I guess when you’re living in places like Australia which has low water supplies, rain is something that people look forward to eventhough the Aussies don’t enjoy the cold weather either that comes with rain.

That reminds me of my first week in Aus for uni. It was sweltering heat one moment that mum and I had to immediately go and buy a fan or else we’ll die from exhaustion, and then one day it rained in the morning and suddenly it felt like winter just flew in. I just loved it the moment you can feel the cold crispy fresh air. It’s one of the things I miss the most about my time in Aus, the lovely weather and clean fresh air.

I hate to feel nostalgic, but I really do miss the time I spent there. I think I’ve said a couple of times in this blog recently about how I usually don’t feel things like this or wish I could relive past experiences, but I think my time spent in Aus sort of broke my nostalgia-virginity and nowadays I’m always thinking back about the good old “innocent” uni student times with the assignments and lectures and tutorials and my days where I do nothing but wake up, eat, watch computer, go online, and sleep.

Growing up sucks doesn’t it? I think being bitter is part of adulthood. 😛

Some Random Filler For November

Can’t believe I neglected this blog over the weekend. My streak fizzled out just like that, and now I’m back to 0 again. Sheesh…

Working in a non-aircond environment is starting to take its toll on me physically. I’m getting my allergies again because of the sweat from wearing long pants in a hot and humid environment. They tell me I can choose to wear shorts if I want to, but I guess it just feels a bit weird going to work in shorts. Plus I still have to wear shoes, and I don’t have the best dress sense so I have a feeling I’m going to end up with a very salah mismatch attire of some kind of top with my very few shorts, socks and one of my 3 shoes.

And speaking of socks, a lot of my socks have gone missing now that I remember. I bought quite a lot of socks during my first 2 HK trips some 2-3 years ago, and I just realised I have no idea where they are now. I’ve been wearing my Melb-bought socks all this while, which although serves its purpose, are all in the same black colour and thus would further contribute to the salah-ness of my overall outfit.

And oddly enough, I was thinking of HK on my way back from work today. I’ve been visiting HK each year for the past 3 years already, and this year it seems quite likely with the little time left that I won’t be able to fulfill my “religious” obligations. Sob sob… my hui lau san. And of course, wu yuen san oso la. God knows the wrath that would fall upon me if I forgot about her. 😛

I wonder how my holidays are going to be like now that I’m working. The typical long holidays such as Christmas or CNY will change for me now that I don’t have the luxury of being away for too long. Well, if I were to have stayed in my current company they’d probably be flexible about it, but as I’m switching to a big one that has more procedures and approval processes it might get tricky. Who knows the people might already be pre-booking their CNY leaves and I’m pretty sure they’re not gonna let EVERYBODY take leave so I might get left behind along with the non-CNY-balik-kampung people. Sob sob again.

Dunno what’s wrong with my life now. Like some sad drama story. Hopefully got happy ending. Then again, whatever the outcome whether good or bad, if I’m happy, then I guess it constitutes as a happy ending regardless. So it’s all about how you view things people! If you see shit as shit, then it’s shit. If you see it as an opportunity, then you might need to get your head examined. 🙂