Emotionless

As my work wasn’t really moving, partly due to my commitment to the course and various other reasons, it was pissing me off a little. Emails weren’t replied and I couldn’t see any progress. And so my msn nicktoday was:

eMotionless

Going Off Course

Finally my course is over today, but many really nice skills I have picked up. Now I have to really practice it, like, trying not to stand on one leg.

Anyway, it’s been a long day and I’m glad it’s over. My sanity is still lost I think, haven’t entirely found it since last week. Now that I’m actually home waiting for a friend before heading out later, I decided to type out the poems in the book I read. And that reminded me that I got a few stories I would like to write but I doubt I have the time to get down to writing them since I got a shitload of Christmas presents to make. Oh suddenly I feel so lazy and tired LOL.

Had a friend poking fun at my miserable life today on msn, which was actually quite hilarious. KNS, I hope she would do it at a less frequent pace so that the joke won’t go stale so soon. Which of course I had told her. Keep it coming, it’s funny really.

And so after the course today, I hung out with 2 of my course mates for coffee and a smoke before heading home. One guy said: All the hot chicks end up with ugly guys, either because 1) the ugly guy is really faithful and can hence give a sense of security or, 2) the ugly guy is rich. LOL, it was funny at the moment in time when he said it. Can’t really recreate the atmosphere la, he has a chao ah beng pattern which carried that out well. Then he went on to say, if guys don’t check out chicks, then he’s gay. Alamak. My recent disinterest in girls and my previous post made me wonder if there’s a possibility if I’m turning one……..

NAH lol.

The Fire Reports!

Check it out, the fire I talked about appeared in the papers.

http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/viewPost639.aspx

The Borders Run Around

So after today’s class, I rushed off to meet my friend GL for dinner. KNS, I thought my NYDC 1-for-1 voucher can use, turned out it was for set lunches only. I felt stupid cos this dinner was supposed to be in return for her own 1-for-1 treat the last time. LOL.

But it was a very interesting dinner la, so much stories to tell, LOL. Her stories were equally hilarious, I wonder if she has more…… I’m so gonna bug her for more stories.

Then we headed to Kino which was closed and ended up at Borders. LO AND BEHOLD! I saw “Neverwhere” and “Fragile Things” by Neil Gaiman, proudly displayed in all its spitshine glory right in the front. Without further ado, with a huge compelling reason to buy, I bought it, despite my friend insisting that she has a 30% discount and she can get it another day. No need lah, good things don’t need to save on one. Like my ex like that, never scrimped on anything less for her. So mushy lol.

Waited for her bus at the bus stop and she told me more stories which was hilarious as well, which by now, as I’m writing this, I’m going to get ideas from them and write them down. I think it should be quite hilarious. Just need a plot now.

After she left, I met another friend who coincidentally wanted to get a book as well. She picked me up at Borders to head down to some obscure book rental place which we never found, and ended up at Borders again. Lucky it was just closing, so we could sneak in to get her books.

IMO, Nicholas Sparks has such uninteresting titles. Anyway, I went back in to check Charles Bukowski. His poetry, I must say, is unique.I read through some of his poems and they were a little interesting, a little dark at times and a little comic. I’ll try to get them at the library after I’m done with Gaiman. Which reminds me, I had kept reminding myself to post a picture of the last poetry book I was reading (which was attracting attention on the train), which in turn just reminded me I wanted to put some more of it’s poems up in my stories blog. Anyway, here is the picture:

Yeah, so now you know where those odd stares came from…

So we had coffee after getting her books and chatted awhile before heading home. Upon some reflection over some of the things that was discussed, I thought about this statement:

All good men are either married or gay.

And in closing for this rather long post, I would like to say, I’m neither married nor gay. LOL! Good night!

Persuasion by Presentation

Today I was on a 2 day course which was supposed to be attended by my colleague, but ended up being passed to me as he couldn’t make it. It’s called “Persuasion by Presentation”. It’s interesting that the teacher videotaped our presentation and made us look at it. Then we were told, NOT to find our mistakes, but instead, to find our strengths. For a moment, I was dumbstruck. It’s difficult for me to find my strength as I’ve always picked on where I fail and never appreciated where I didn’t.

And suddenly as I’m writing this, for all the times I say that I don’t feel appreciated for the things I have done; for all the times I have said that I’m used to it and I can live with it, a thought (Again! Another thought!) crossed my mind: I don’t appreciate myself. Or do I?

Contradictions again. I find myself confident, so where did I not appreciate myself? Or is my confidence fake? Ah fuck it.

We got to a part on “Groundwork before preparing a presentation” and so on the checklist, a question was posed and the class discussed about it:
Why am I here?
And the discussion led to this answer: To help those who can’t help themselves (There was a long discussion on some chinese folk story, and A Few Good Men, very interesting and very poignant)
But instinctively after that, this popped in my mind:
Then, who’s going to help me?
So fucking selfish I went on to think about myself LOL.

Anyway, I look stupid on video, and I didn’t have any good points save my voice projection. Even the instructor also said it that way. Lot’s of constructive criticism was given though. I’ll just carry on working on my failures then.

Freaky Night

This morning I was freaked out. Very, very freaked out. Last night, I went to bed with thoughts flying around. In the middle of the night, I woke up. I could have been dreaming before that, or I was already awake before I realised I was awake, but I was awake and the freakiest thing was, what was in my mind at that moment 0f awakening was a continuation of what I went to sleep with, and dreamt about (assuming I had slept). Sparing thought about this incident, I got freaked out because I suddenly felt like I spent my whole night thinking instead of sleeping, and immediately after that thought, I got very tired, walking to the MRT, on the train and writing this.

So I had a poem written for this here.

The Fire lights the night sky

Ok This is like the best shot we had. Check the size of the flame compared to the building beside it. I wonder how it would rock standing right smack below that chimney, I think it would be damn cool watching it from there. Picture would probably be better as well LOL. Barbeque would be a breeze with a flame like that.