That's the way I like my man, being a Sunset Lady.
Ahahaha.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Yunda Sayings
When in pile of shit, look over to patch of grass and work your way to better pastures. If one does not look up, one will always be in pile of shit.
Got into a spat of bad luck for the whole week. I've kena scoldings left right and centre. Its my own fault lah. And now people are worried because I seemed sad and that affects others. I mean, com'on. Me sad? Ha ha ha ha *Sobs* I dare you to say you dont feel sad after being scolded! Oh my gosh.
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Got into a spat of bad luck for the whole week. I've kena scoldings left right and centre. Its my own fault lah. And now people are worried because I seemed sad and that affects others. I mean, com'on. Me sad? Ha ha ha ha *Sobs* I dare you to say you dont feel sad after being scolded! Oh my gosh.
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Monday, June 21, 2010
Upset
UPSET means feeling or showing uncomfortable feelings of uncertainty.
I was upset today. Its like I am trying to stay cheerful because I am afraid of setting fire to the highly flammable highstrung teammates' mood. But through my smiles and fakely cheerful composition, I am high-strung myself. I didn't realised it. And I guess someone torched me up. And I blew up. Not verbally. But mentally screaming all sorts of curses you normally would not associate with young demure ladies. Curiously enough, one part of me just yakked my furiously typing hands off the keyboard and quited my current means of non-verbal communication, "Skype". A wise move indeed. As without any conversation to distract me, I concentrated with all my might on my work. Without any oxygen to this blazing flame, I cooled off totally and realised that I was highly strung to be really pissed off by highly-strung people. And that I cared, thats why I am upset. If I don't care about you, I would not even bother. I ain't perfect, and I ain't trying to be perfect for someone else, but myself, so I only have myself to report to. I ain't an angel to myself even, but I am happy as I am progressively improving.
And yes, I am still sketching. Never stopping. Its not the quantity as you will get burnt out. But each time you do it, be mindful of WHAT you are doing. Blindly sketching will just be blind sketching. Have an objective each time you sketch. I realize I get better faster if I have an objective. But hey... not all cakes are baked the same way.
Cheerios!
I was upset today. Its like I am trying to stay cheerful because I am afraid of setting fire to the highly flammable highstrung teammates' mood. But through my smiles and fakely cheerful composition, I am high-strung myself. I didn't realised it. And I guess someone torched me up. And I blew up. Not verbally. But mentally screaming all sorts of curses you normally would not associate with young demure ladies. Curiously enough, one part of me just yakked my furiously typing hands off the keyboard and quited my current means of non-verbal communication, "Skype". A wise move indeed. As without any conversation to distract me, I concentrated with all my might on my work. Without any oxygen to this blazing flame, I cooled off totally and realised that I was highly strung to be really pissed off by highly-strung people. And that I cared, thats why I am upset. If I don't care about you, I would not even bother. I ain't perfect, and I ain't trying to be perfect for someone else, but myself, so I only have myself to report to. I ain't an angel to myself even, but I am happy as I am progressively improving.
And yes, I am still sketching. Never stopping. Its not the quantity as you will get burnt out. But each time you do it, be mindful of WHAT you are doing. Blindly sketching will just be blind sketching. Have an objective each time you sketch. I realize I get better faster if I have an objective. But hey... not all cakes are baked the same way.
Cheerios!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Story Telling Time: Delusional World Part 1
DELUSION implies an inability to distinguish between what is real and what only seems to be real, often as the result of a disordered state of mind.
Sunday, 20th June 2010, Singapore
6.30am
I awoke to a mild sort of darkness. The darkness that most early mornings have. Stretching, I feel a warm sense of contentment washing over my lean body. After washing up, I trotted downstairs for a quick jog and to my pleasant surprise, who should I see waiting by his motorbike but Mr D himself. Leaning his lanky frame against the bike, he toss a helmet to me and gesture for me to hop on. A jog along the shores with Mr D, a bike ride back to my place, the morning couldn't be more perfect.
9am
Sipping my warm sweet tea, I greet my parents as they awoke and shuffled into the kitchen to grab their breakfast I had bought on my way home.
11am
My brother and I then went out together to town, playing some Lan games together, chatting about his school life and daily nonsense stuff. Quarrelling as we get to our lunch destination, I couldn't ask for a more endearing bonding moment with my lovely kin. My friends were already there, gesturing impatiently for me to get over to start lunch. Chatting happily away, I secretly check my handphone to see if there were any messages from anybody. One. Bingo. I blushed happily as I read the simple yet sweet message from Mr D. "Hope you have fun!"
6pm.
Back at home, playing board games, I paused the game halfway to help my family pack some dinner. The chitter-chattering of my family over warm takeaways just cheered me up so much.
10pm.
Painting digitally. I half-smiled to myself as I chatted with my buddies over MSN.
11pm.
Turning in to bed. Tomorrow will be an even BETTER day.
I love my life~!
_
Sunday, 20th June 2010, Singapore
6.30am
I awoke to a mild sort of darkness. The darkness that most early mornings have. Stretching, I feel a warm sense of contentment washing over my lean body. After washing up, I trotted downstairs for a quick jog and to my pleasant surprise, who should I see waiting by his motorbike but Mr D himself. Leaning his lanky frame against the bike, he toss a helmet to me and gesture for me to hop on. A jog along the shores with Mr D, a bike ride back to my place, the morning couldn't be more perfect.
9am
Sipping my warm sweet tea, I greet my parents as they awoke and shuffled into the kitchen to grab their breakfast I had bought on my way home.
11am
My brother and I then went out together to town, playing some Lan games together, chatting about his school life and daily nonsense stuff. Quarrelling as we get to our lunch destination, I couldn't ask for a more endearing bonding moment with my lovely kin. My friends were already there, gesturing impatiently for me to get over to start lunch. Chatting happily away, I secretly check my handphone to see if there were any messages from anybody. One. Bingo. I blushed happily as I read the simple yet sweet message from Mr D. "Hope you have fun!"
6pm.
Back at home, playing board games, I paused the game halfway to help my family pack some dinner. The chitter-chattering of my family over warm takeaways just cheered me up so much.
10pm.
Painting digitally. I half-smiled to myself as I chatted with my buddies over MSN.
11pm.
Turning in to bed. Tomorrow will be an even BETTER day.
I love my life~!
_
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