More reasons to be happy....

 

I watched Grey's anatomy today....many episodes...

 

I got a new DELL monitor!!! 17" Ultra Sharp Flat Screen with speakers...

 

I saw Porkchop (Don't laugh, trust me, he's darn cute..hehe)

 

 

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And many other reasons I shall not state. hehe. *grins*

 

 

 

Happy

...not to be ignored

 

...to talk again

 

...to be loved

 

...to laugh with a friend

 

...to know the truth

 

...to settle things

 

...to have company

 

...to have plans

 

...to be with loved ones

 

...to be home

 

...to be taken care of

 

...to eat good food

 

but lastly,

 

its nice to sleep in your own bed. hehe. Goodnight.

 

 

I'm happy and you know why..

back from Bali...(actually back for quite some time already...hee)

 

Quiet lazy to blog about it though so you guys would just have to settle with 'Bali was fun!' hahaha. Yes, despite the rain (yes, it can rain in Bali) I still enjoyed myself thoroughly. I had good company, good place to stay, and good food so I was happy. heh.

 

Speaking of laziness, I'm getting quite lazy lately. It takes me ages to get something done and if I get it done, nothing else will be done for the rest of the day. This is the life of an ultimate slacker/bummer and its starting to upset my mom which explains the scolding I just got for being lazy and hence this blog entry. I keep telling myself I'm getting lazy and I keep telling myself it wouldn't be this way once sem starts but then again...I don't know what will happen. Why am I so lazy? I don't clean up my room, I don't wash the cups after I drink out of it, I basically don't do much around the house. And yet I feel tired and stuff. Why? Its not like I have a lot to do but still I always find some way to make excuses. Sigh. This is quite horrible. Its like my life is coming to a standstill. I keep going out, leaving the house and the chores behind, just making sure I enjoy myself. But life is not all about enjoying. *slaps self on forehead*

 

 

 

 

 

 

I need help.

Fitting in different parts of a scene onto a timeline creating a flawless memory one can cherish forever.

 

 

We eliminate the quarrels, the bad scenes, the pain, the suffering, the agony....

 

We enchance the experience by adding music, creating a totally different atmostphere to what it originally was.

 

We add in comments, our own little captions to twist the story to incite laughter tears etc.

 

We throw in some effects to push time back or to make it 'less boring'

 

 

 

In the era of Photoshop, Picasa, Pinnacle etc, many things aren't the way it seems. Watching a video might not always be the portrayal of what originally happened. Somethings were cut out, the good memories preserved. We forget about the fights, the flaws people have and we choose to remember the good parts. People posing in photos may not be that beautiful and may not even have that hair colour but through these software, we tweak many things to suit ourselves.

 

Everything becomes perfect.

 

 

 

 

But life is not like that. Stepping out of the video world, people are not perfect. We do not have flawless skin. We aren't in the best of moods all the time. We fight, argue, quarrel. We are, after all, human. Sometimes, we tend to forget that everyone isn't perfect.We forget that everyone slips up once in a while. We forget that everyone even the most popular guy in school has insecurities too. We should remember all these. Face reality and start being more accomodative to others for their shortcomings.

 

 

 

 

Now back to creating a perfect wedding....

 

 

 

 

Blehh...work...

Why in the world do we celebrate birthdays anyway? Is it another commercialisation act by all the business people in the world? Why in the world do we have to do something special on the day we were born? Half the population in Africa probably don't even know when their birthday is! What's so special about it? Why do we always feel the need to wish someone a 'happy birthday'? What if the person is not really having a happy birthday? What if the person is going through stuff and can't be happy?

 

 

Note: Please do not read into this and think I'm unhappy or something....I was just thinking.

 

 

 

I can't write anymore.

 

 

I'm feeling darn cold.

 

 

 

I think my fever is back.

 

 

 

 

 

Darn.

I never knew hotel hunting could be so tiring. Here I am, at 1 something in the morning, trying to find a hotel to go to in Bali. I have gone through this many times, all at wee hours in the morning trying to find a suitable place to stay...Arrrgghhh. My back hurts from sitting down too long and my butt is itchy from the mould growing on it due to the long hours it has clung to the chair. From budget to moderate to luxury...A neverending search. why? WHy? WHy? Isn't there some agency which could do all this for me at rock bottom prices? This is absolutely killing me.

 

 

Furthermore the reviews contradict each other! How am I supposed to know if its good or not? They are like so extreme is like comparing fire and water. Trust me, its that bad. How come I am the one (along with Mun) getting caught up in all these? Now when I lie down, all that is going on in my head is standard and deluxe rooms, air-conditioning, room rates, cockroaches and stuff and blehhh. Its irritating. I wish this could be over and done with. Wish we could just get a hotel and relax and enjoy our holiday.

 

 

 

 

SIgh

 

 

 

 

Hotels are a pain in the neck sometimes.

 

I just came back from a 5 day retreat in Cherating, Kuantan which I originally thought was in Terengganu. heh. Anyway, to sum it up, it was okay in an okay sense of the word. I mean, I had some fun and it was relaxing and all but somehow, it just wasn't the bang, you know, the blast, the thing everyone is going to be talking about for the next few weeks which is what usually happens after camps. I didn't feel anything. I wasn't overwhelmed, I wasn't sad, I wasn't happy and this is so weird because its a camp! I don't even feel impacted by anything I've learnt over the past few days. Now I even doubt whether I've learnt anything at all. Is this just me? Or what else could it be? Could it be the number of 'duties' I had prior and even during the camp which made me feel as if it was a working camp? A camp where I can't sit back and relax and enjoy and absorb everything the speaker has to say? Or was it the unwiliingness to learn which I don't even know where it comes from? Or was it because I'm trying to get myself out of something that I've fallen into for a very long time and have been trying to get out of it but never seem to be able to and yet one day, I would have to jump out. I don't know what is going on in my mind right now but I just know its causing me a lot of headache and pain and its a total muddle plus I don't want it! I don't want all these thoughts swimming in my mind. I want to be free. I want to not think about stuff. I just want to do things that I want to. Screw the moral system....

 

 

Okay. maybe that last line wasn't 'right'  but spare me the sermons. I'll figure something out someday. I will. I know I will.

 

 

 

 

And I'll be fine.

 

 

 

Seriously.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I believe its the hormones. Blast them.