A New Dawn

Been trying to write this entry for the longest time, but there hasn’t been any down moment or the patience to write. But with a stroke of good/bad luck depending on whose viewpoint, I’ve been stood up by not one, not two, but three of my friends at a coffee shop with their internet down. I figure I might as well do something with this sudden availability instead of shucking away like a dog with its tail tuck behind its leg.

 Lately, I’ve been so bored with the monotony of my life. Work all week, see the same people, do the same thing, hang with the same group on the weekends. Nothing to look forward to; nothing to be excited about.  I imagined when I lay dying with my life flashing before my eyes, all I’d see is the long hours in the office, straining my eyes against a miniscule screen, papers stack around me.  Is this me truly living? There is only one life; as each day passes, that is one day lost to live spectacularly.  

 So, I dug up my old New Year’s resolution to do at least one new thing a week and give it a go again. Whoever said that a New Year resolution must begin only at the beginning of the year? To hold myself accountable, I’m going to blog about it. I must admit, this idea came to me from Eric’s 365-day project, although I’m not as ambitious as he is!

 So for the week ending 11/8/09, my new activities included:

1. Read a fantasy book called Firethorn. From the description, I had thought it would be the typical fantasy with magic and all; I was sorely disappointed that no magic or had any God-interventions yet somehow I forced myself to finish it. Would not recommend.
2. I was serenade to by a friend with his guitar. If he was my type, I would have been smitten.
3. Stir-fry shitake mushrooms, diced zucchini, and another type of mushroom that was long and white. Didn’t like it very much, the other type of mushroom kept getting stuck all over my braces. Will not eat that one again.
4. Bought a pretty purple tennis racket and pink tennis balls! Pink!! Now I've been searching for tennis buddies so I can use my tennis balls although I reconfirmed that I suck at the game.
   
5. Volunteered to help set up for the Alzheimer Walk. Shortest volunteer work I've ever done - only 23 minutes! I didn't get any satisfaction from it just like any other volunteer activities I do.
6. Had my first wine tasting event. I reconfirmed that my tolerance has not lowered at all after not drinking for almost 6 months? Poo~ Thank goodness it was only $20!
   

That's it! Until next week~

Loser, Loser, LOSER!!!

I was going to post about my spontaneous trip to Austin, TX, but that's going to have to be at another time because I need to rant about this guy!

Background:
Met him in high school, had a class together for a year. Afterwards, we'd touch base every so often (once a year?) until Facebook came along with it's chat feature in which you can't block people.

For some reason, I became his therapist! He messages me whenever he's depress (which is always) and what is the focal point? Why can't I get a girlfriend? Uh... maybe because you're a freaking depressing rain cloud?!?!? For example:

[00:08] L: um... i lost my job last week
[00:09] L: who wants to date a jobless guy

For the love of God, why is this on the top of the list rather than all the other issues of losing your job?! And theeeennn....

[00:32] L:  wondier if <name> like me as more than a friend

I'm a little baffle at this, considering back in July after the 2nd date, he kept asking me (and supposedly his "other friends") whether her body language of not sitting near him, looking annoy, and not letting him pay meant she's not interested and we all told him yes and to get over her. He even picked up books of, "how to read a girl's body language" and it also supported the fact that she's not into him.

Two months later, he's still wondering? I feel so sorry for this girl. Obviously, loser over here is in denial that she doesn't like him and is searching for the one small hint that she does and won't give up until one day he finds it.

The worse part of this all is he's so depress that he sounds like he's going to jump off a bridge or slit his wrist if I really say what I mean.

Alright, rant over. I feel better. lol. Maybe I should share that with him. Blog your feelings, you'll feel better.

'Tis the Season!

Busy season will be arriving in a week, but already things have gotten busy. They weren't kidding that each year gets worse; not because of the amount of work increases, but because the more you know, the more they'll delegate to you. So, it's now 11:18pm and I'm working. At times like this, I really dislike my life. It's also because since over the summer, I've increased my social life and to be stuck working these long hours while knowing that my new social group is out having fun is like a sick child watching his friends play outside from his bedroom window.

However, wow... I can't believe I'm going into/made it to round 3 of busy season. Good bye youth! Hallo wrinkles, dark circles under the eyes, and caffeine!

Screwed Up Sleep Schedule

With a gentle push, the cellphone illuminates the time, 5:50AM - Sunday. I close my eyes, trying to block out the sunlight seeping through the cracks of the blinds.  Yet like the day before, and the weekend before that, my mind had already begin racing:

"I should get up."
"I could be reading right now"
"I want to write in my journal"
"I'm hungry"
"My stomach is gurgling; maybe I should eat something"
"I need to do the laundry"

With another million of thoughts flying through my head, I toss my blanket to the side, and climb out of bed.

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The annoying chippery tone slices through the darkness; my hand reflexively slam on the snooze button. With only one lid half-open, I checked the time: 7:30AM. A quick math calculation, and I roll back into my dream convinced that another extra 5 minutes would not alter anything. 

6 more clicks later, I'm scrambling to get out of bed mentally calculating what I can do to shorten my one hour prep time to the half hour that I have left. 45 minutes later, with breakfast in one hand, keys in the other, I'm locking my front door, putting on my earrings, and buttoning my jacket, cursing myself for not being able to wake up earlier. It was yet another typical weekday.

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I think my life would be less stressful if only the two were flipped. Wake up at 6 on weekdays, and can't get out of bed until 8 on the weekends. But, no such luck hence I'm blogging at 7:45AM on a Sunday morning knowing that come Monday at this time, I'll be dead asleep and trying to wake up. It's a wonderful life~

Reminiscence

I've been meaning to put up a new layout for quite awhile, but never got around to going through my collection of web designs and pulling up my html references until now. One of those rare Saturdays where I didn't have anywhere to go or anything too pressing to get to. As customary, a post to celebrate a new design.

Actually, I had finished it earlier, but by the time I was done figuring out how to get the background layout to sync up with the lines, my butt was sore from sitting, my legs tired from all the walking I did earlier (after intensive exercises), and my eyes were watery from staring at the screen for so long. So, I ran off to lay in bed and read Twilight. The book was surprisingly way better than when I first picked it up and skimmed a few lines. Back then, I had thought the writing was too childish and simple, but perhaps I just wasn't in the right mindset. Or, it could be that since I watched the movie, it was fun to visualize the people rather than trying to come up with my own images of them.

Well, I was going to type up a long post about reminiscing the past but I guess I'll just have to spare you all and save it for another day.