fickle minds

A smile can change the world, that must be the best phrase ever created!

Nearing my last days of internship, I’m starting to feel nostalgic, for the computer that i get to use here, for SOME people who have been kind to me and for the unexpected events that open my eyes. The first impression really does matter, it somewhat sketches a portrait of you to others, whether positive or negative. For the past month working here, well i guess i should say Training instead, although i must say i didnt learn the hands-on work that i could be proud of later in my career, i did pick up a few rule of thumb.

I should also mention that I realise something while i was back for my break..FRIENDS can actually be something relative. Depending on how you look at the importance of friendships, your opinion may start to change with the ever changing environment. People whom you were once close with are no longer keeping in touch with you and suddenly those who werent very close were making the effort to catch up. how ironic is that heh?

My vision in the coming 10 years would be something like this…..

Walking hand in hand with the most adoring man, watching a little child take its first few steps…Falling and getting up seem like a challenging task when many adults take the privilege of being able to walk for granted. Calling out for its name while smiling at the man with bright eyes and an infectious smile.Gently stroking his hair when suddenly out of no where a cool breeze sweeps by, bringing us even closer together.

Taking a spot, placing the mat, and lying down on the ground as if it were the most comfortable place to be…

SNAP..

OLA! I’m back with my soon to be bored day…AGAIN. thinking of resigning today, am still contemplating the pros and CONS. haha..anyways, it’s only Monday. I’m going to Krabi Island SOOOOOOOOON! whooopeeedoo~ Finally, some relaxation.

It’s Monday and it’s gloomy. and my boss aint in yet. What on earth am i actually expected to do? wait till she comes in ONE day? which she doesnt seem to hint? hah. Will prob give my resignation letter today, it’s a pain to wait all day long, playing facebook games, wasting my life to some miserable company. Geez, i sound like a frustrated 50 year old now~

The weekend was awesome! had the usual Volleyball session with my buddies, had so much fun laughin my head off and dodging balls (fyi, that’s exactly what you should NOT do on the court). oh, and "Made of Honor" was just amazing! Bravo to Patrick Dempsey and the lovely co-star (oops i didnt see what her name was). Anyways, those who wish to catch a romantic comedy with your friends should definitely watch this!

Well other than Vball and the movie, i actually went bowling with my family! OMG, after all these years of NOT playing, i’m finally giving it another try.hehe..due to past bitter experiences. Besides, i should start getting out of my comfort zone and get into the real world filled with possible fun activities. It’s just a matter of time before i grow fond of clubbing (have yet to go to my first clud) hahaha..

Life seems to be great lately, there’s bonding with friends and families. although not so much of either but there is still..

THe thought of going back to Vancouver is starting to haunt my sleep. wonder what would it be like to leave home once again to spread my wings in the land of possibilities and supposedly opportunities? Have to figure out how to support my living expenses while i’m there, geez, this isnt getting any easier with the exploding inflation throughout the world. the only difference is that the inflation in Canada is going to hurt me 3 times more~

Am already all prepared for lunch today, vegetarian…AGAIN. have been having the same old thing for the past weeks. just my reluctance to find something new…the same old boring me! oh well..a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do~

Cant wait to meet up with my friends again. Working life just aint appealing to me really,wonder if i would ever get a dream job in the not-too-far-away future of mine (if i have one to start with). this 8-5.30 thing definitely isnt going too well with me here. and that’s from a ONE month’s experience. Gosh, imagine having to clock in another 30 years of my life here. someone please just kill me (preferably painlessly).

Daydreaming about how things will work out when i’m back in Vancouver. family, friends, ex, studies…

30 minutes later…

Ok, my boss is back, I have no idea how to tell her i want to quit this job now.OMG..i’m so dead! Man, I hate to take this all personal and what not but she has taught me a bit and i feel like i’m betraying her if i told her i wanted to quit my job. My, what am i suppose to do now..

sigh…there goes my soon-to-be-boring Monday.

Ooh! I’m back i’m back!

Yesterday was a disaster but today is a miracle~ wooohoo..not sure why but the EMO-ness in me seem to have faltered overnight. Guess that’s a good thing aint it?

Having spent a whole 8 months in Vancouver has taught me something, nothing is more important in your life than your family. I’m sure there will be people out there who chooses to believe otherwise but to those who have studied abroad, you will definitely agree that there’s no place like HOME!

The ons and offs-happiness and despair-love and hatred, doesnt seem to fit in very well in the new environment. People act differently if not indifferently. They sneer at your or worse, stabs you at your back. either one is almost better than being there all by yourself.

Time flies and soon it will all be the same routine again. Over and Over and Over again, a merry-go-round that never stops until someone pushes the button. Same goes with life, many fail to realise the true purpose of being here, being present and acknowledged, by the surroundings, the people and nature. Until one day, when it is too late, too late…

ever wondered what would it be like if you were someone else? someone more glamorous perhaps? someone who’s the idol of someone else? hah! dream on! because you’re in THIS life and THIS is who you are and you gotta LIVE with it and live it well~ tough luck

sometimes i stop to think, about the sound, the light, the people by my side. whoever knew, what would have occurred, to that person whom we wonder about in our dreams.Struggling to breathe, to smell the morning air, to be there…