Sunday, June 21, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Space to Complain
It does NOT matter if this blog is bland amateur unsubstantial blardeeblah because this is my space! (hmm..myspace -_-) and I canhazcomplains and rants and blabber however I want it irregardless of how it is writ..er...typed. Yes. So boo you!
Oh my, I have been updating my blog pretty frequently now haven't I? Only because I have no life. I have indeed sold my soul to the workosphere (that's how I like to call it so you diam. Boy have I had it with nomenclature!) shamelessly and desperately. And cheaply. Life at work isn't all fluffy fun as I have expected it to be...mmhmm, no. I wonder what in the sdfsdkfhowe was in my mind when I chose this path back in those days. I thought advertising was the shit and the world represents the flies. Little did I know...oh woe is me.
So regrets...a few.
Many, in fact. Argh.
I wonder how life would have been like should I have taken the alternative routes. Come to think of it, I would have sucked just as much. Heh. Jack of all trades, master of none. Si senior! I'm no good. No good at all. I be useless. *kicks myself* It is not pleasant to look up to the everyday heroes in our lives and wonder how they pull through. Awfully bitter, even. I guess the secret ingredient is hard work and less complains, which I think I still lack.
Ah wtf. How do I even convey this muddle coherently?! I can't even write for nuts!
I greatly harbour the hope of success in life, however it is becoming almost impossible to grasp. They say that you must first love what you do but why am I not even liking anything in the present?! It seems like the word "Apathy" has become synonymous to my interests. Letting loose has become so alien, it's only a term utilized to describe the doings of others. As much as I want to keep things in check and to know that I am in control, they aren't so pretty on the inside are they? Am I not meant to soar? Is it an offense to call for what I want? Is this the anticlimax for my life? Cause if it is, I would curse fate and its every determining force in multiple grotesque ways for I am not done discovering the many wonders life has to give (or so they claim) and I have not had much fun at all for the past living years! Damn it.
Just let me continue playing in my little bubble, it doesn't even take up much space in this world. Go ahead, go on living your life and doing what you do, however impressive they may be. Just don't come my way and burst my bubble and laugh in my face and take off. Same thing applies to those with intentions to inflate this bubble and make me happy. No, I do not want change. I refuse to budge. I do not want to wake up and smell the stench of coffee. Oh how I hate you. How I effin hate you, you detrimental thing.
Oh my, I have been updating my blog pretty frequently now haven't I? Only because I have no life. I have indeed sold my soul to the workosphere (that's how I like to call it so you diam. Boy have I had it with nomenclature!) shamelessly and desperately. And cheaply. Life at work isn't all fluffy fun as I have expected it to be...mmhmm, no. I wonder what in the sdfsdkfhowe was in my mind when I chose this path back in those days. I thought advertising was the shit and the world represents the flies. Little did I know...oh woe is me.
So regrets...a few.
Many, in fact. Argh.
I wonder how life would have been like should I have taken the alternative routes. Come to think of it, I would have sucked just as much. Heh. Jack of all trades, master of none. Si senior! I'm no good. No good at all. I be useless. *kicks myself* It is not pleasant to look up to the everyday heroes in our lives and wonder how they pull through. Awfully bitter, even. I guess the secret ingredient is hard work and less complains, which I think I still lack.
Ah wtf. How do I even convey this muddle coherently?! I can't even write for nuts!
I greatly harbour the hope of success in life, however it is becoming almost impossible to grasp. They say that you must first love what you do but why am I not even liking anything in the present?! It seems like the word "Apathy" has become synonymous to my interests. Letting loose has become so alien, it's only a term utilized to describe the doings of others. As much as I want to keep things in check and to know that I am in control, they aren't so pretty on the inside are they? Am I not meant to soar? Is it an offense to call for what I want? Is this the anticlimax for my life? Cause if it is, I would curse fate and its every determining force in multiple grotesque ways for I am not done discovering the many wonders life has to give (or so they claim) and I have not had much fun at all for the past living years! Damn it.
Just let me continue playing in my little bubble, it doesn't even take up much space in this world. Go ahead, go on living your life and doing what you do, however impressive they may be. Just don't come my way and burst my bubble and laugh in my face and take off. Same thing applies to those with intentions to inflate this bubble and make me happy. No, I do not want change. I refuse to budge. I do not want to wake up and smell the stench of coffee. Oh how I hate you. How I effin hate you, you detrimental thing.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
The Invisible
This is the part where it's supposed to go uphill, smiles all the way, sunshiney day, filled with everything gay. What with the semester finally finished and done with and tiny bursts of triumphs in the wrapping up process. But things don't seem so bright now. Tens of thousands of things are buzzing in my mind and I find myself not being able to fall asleep, despite internship in less than 12hours. Well well well, guess that's what's keeping me up eh? All this pent up nervousness and excitement. Plus, the dinner earlier was pretty heavy, but great, nonetheless.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Almost There
Hi all. :)
I'm still busy. Last week might just be the toughest week of the year thus far. Exams and assignments worked together in an attempt to smother and bring me down but I'm glad to say I've endured and did pretty well in kicking Exam's sorry ass and owning them nasty assignments. :D
Just ... 4 more days and I will be able to finally breathe. Phew. Mayjah looking forward to, this.
Internship's also commencing in 2 weeks' time and I wonder why I'm feeling nervous about the very idea of it. Also, the AmyTan will be coming to stay for 2 days next weekend and we are going to shop shop shop! ♥ Awesomeness.
And btw, I can't help but to keep feeling foolish for seeing you in such light.
There's no way anyone of us is getting there so go ahead enjoy your fame.
I'll just sit here and do my thing while you're at it.
Maybe I'll try to forget you in that process.
<3, Bubba & mae
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Way Out
You have to be always drunk. That’s all there is to it—it’s the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually drunk.
But on what? Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be drunk.
And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again, drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything that is groaning, everything that is rolling, everything that is singing, everything that is speaking…ask what time it is and wind, wave, star, bird, clock will answer you: “It is time to be drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish.”
—Charles Baudelaire
[crossposted]
Friday, May 29, 2009
The May 30 Post
Sometimes when we start doing something, and do a lot of it...Sometimes when we fall into routine and get to a point where we forget why and what we are doing. I think it is important to have time to regroup, re-balance, re-energize and get re-inspired. So we can continue to head down the path, with the purest and clearest intentions.
Looking back, the first half of the year thus far has been nothing but eventful, filled with trying circumstances, broke times, happy times, high times, moments when I felt like giving up, a rascal of a terrier, good food, late nights, orsomm music, and especially, good company (I love you, all of you) and the list will go on if I do not stop myself.
On May 30, I will turn 21. This year marks not only my becoming of age, it also marks the year of my graduation, my first experience as I delve further into the world of ads and communications. It marks that I have lived and loved, got my heartbroken and unbroken, solved a few life questions, and experimented with a multitude of influences.
For the past years that have simply slipped away, I have met individuals of sorts, I learned the spirit of competition, I discovered friendship, I have been in love, I know loss, I learned what it was like to stand on my own two feet, I looked around and found how important character is, and what is ethical, and I have discovered how living in the moment can make times so much easier. I have felt compassion and anger, love and hatred, jealousy at its worst and empty loneliness, trust and betrayal...and best of all, I ate an assorted array of good food. lol.
*thumbs up*
Days ago, a friend stated to me that, "You know you're getting old when all the hot babes (and doods) that you wanted to pick up are way younger than you are". ouch. True, that. Life can be somewhat comical, and I know that in everything we do, we must never forget fun. For it is fundamental.
This is the year I take off...in (I bet) far more tedious endeavors in life, as it continues to batter me and leave memorable scars. Or should I say, as it continues to mould me into whatever that I will become, come what may.
I am always grateful for what I am...being here in this scorchingly hot room typing this out, surrounded by all the people who care. As I turn 21, I thank noone but my parents, for forever guiding me, lighting the path...and most crucially, for bringing me into this wonderful world.
With all that said, I celebrate this momentus memorial day in honor of myself - former and the later. I celebrate the journey thus far with little to no regrets, and ultimately,
On May 30, I will turn 21. This year marks not only my becoming of age, it also marks the year of my graduation, my first experience as I delve further into the world of ads and communications. It marks that I have lived and loved, got my heartbroken and unbroken, solved a few life questions, and experimented with a multitude of influences.
For the past years that have simply slipped away, I have met individuals of sorts, I learned the spirit of competition, I discovered friendship, I have been in love, I know loss, I learned what it was like to stand on my own two feet, I looked around and found how important character is, and what is ethical, and I have discovered how living in the moment can make times so much easier. I have felt compassion and anger, love and hatred, jealousy at its worst and empty loneliness, trust and betrayal...and best of all, I ate an assorted array of good food. lol.
*thumbs up*
Days ago, a friend stated to me that, "You know you're getting old when all the hot babes (and doods) that you wanted to pick up are way younger than you are". ouch. True, that. Life can be somewhat comical, and I know that in everything we do, we must never forget fun. For it is fundamental.
This is the year I take off...in (I bet) far more tedious endeavors in life, as it continues to batter me and leave memorable scars. Or should I say, as it continues to mould me into whatever that I will become, come what may.
I am always grateful for what I am...being here in this scorchingly hot room typing this out, surrounded by all the people who care. As I turn 21, I thank noone but my parents, for forever guiding me, lighting the path...and most crucially, for bringing me into this wonderful world.
With all that said, I celebrate this momentus memorial day in honor of myself - former and the later. I celebrate the journey thus far with little to no regrets, and ultimately,
I celebrate life.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Diarrhea
During those times, when you find it so tedious, so draining. When you resolve to accept fate, the way it is. When you know that it is pointless proving things otherwise. When you feel like giving up and choosing apathy.
Don't you just want to ball up your fists and shake them at the sky, all that while cursing its every cloud?
I kept waiting for the day to come but I guess it will never do so. I am passionate, I Dream, I Aspire, I Want, I Strive...but when I Do, all I get is a handful of mud. Sometimes, during those times of fruitless endeavors with unlike-minded beings and situations of the sort, I remind myself to do a little perseverance.
Me? I'm just a little bit autistic.
Don't you just want to ball up your fists and shake them at the sky, all that while cursing its every cloud?
I kept waiting for the day to come but I guess it will never do so. I am passionate, I Dream, I Aspire, I Want, I Strive...but when I Do, all I get is a handful of mud. Sometimes, during those times of fruitless endeavors with unlike-minded beings and situations of the sort, I remind myself to do a little perseverance.
"I said it the last time, but this is the last time."Looks like it will never be. I do believe that in this world, there are people who want, but will never obtain. And others who want, and will be. And then there are those who stumble upon nickles and dimes. Finally, there are bodies who are complacent.
Me? I'm just a little bit autistic.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Hasty Now, We've Got An Aeroplane To Catch
Someone better slap me
Before I turn to rust
Before I start to decompose - RHCP
So you've managed to grab hold of him to go shooting balls with, eh?
With hopes of a substantial amount of information exchange, perhaps?
And a charade of emotions and finger-pointing?
The works and wonders of Hippiebot, along with M.J. Parker and Sir Ron Herb Senior will be gaining altitude in no time, so be in the watch, in case the hottboxx hits you between the eyes while you are sleeping (I'm sure it will, eventually. I'm just warning ya.). Phew, at least I can assure myself now that those times spent prancing and frolicking around with the unicorns on Cloud Nine aren't unproductive. Heh.
Such a happy place I'm in. Never in history would I have expected to stumble upon this little alluring piece of treasure, after the multitude of cesspits I have landed in. Plenty of time to watch and join the bees that fly by and yet I do not do it - for I am afraid of their stings. It's about time I take that leap, from this precarious position that I'm in. But then again, lets not speak too soon, shall we? Shut yo mouff when you talkin' to me!
x
Before I turn to rust
Before I start to decompose - RHCP
So you've managed to grab hold of him to go shooting balls with, eh?
With hopes of a substantial amount of information exchange, perhaps?
And a charade of emotions and finger-pointing?
Well, too bad honey, you ain't gonna change his mind. Not even with your oh-so-complicated words that have been popping up oh-so-frequently these days ;D You shouldn't have bothered tryin' cause you shoulda been smarter than that. Hoozahh!
The works and wonders of Hippiebot, along with M.J. Parker and Sir Ron Herb Senior will be gaining altitude in no time, so be in the watch, in case the hottboxx hits you between the eyes while you are sleeping (I'm sure it will, eventually. I'm just warning ya.). Phew, at least I can assure myself now that those times spent prancing and frolicking around with the unicorns on Cloud Nine aren't unproductive. Heh.
Such a happy place I'm in. Never in history would I have expected to stumble upon this little alluring piece of treasure, after the multitude of cesspits I have landed in. Plenty of time to watch and join the bees that fly by and yet I do not do it - for I am afraid of their stings. It's about time I take that leap, from this precarious position that I'm in. But then again, lets not speak too soon, shall we? Shut yo mouff when you talkin' to me!
x
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