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Moving on
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Hi guys, i've moved on to a new blog.
Check out: dudethatsmylife.wordpress.com
posted by alienresident at
11:22 PM
Working with idiots can kill you.
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"Do you guys feel like going back to sleep each morning the alarm rings rather than wake up for work?"
That was the question my colleague asked the other day when three of us were walking to a nearby coffeeshop for lunch.
Without thinking twice, both of us said "Yes".
"Me too," she said.
With that, we sighed and continued making our way to lunch. I guess she just wanted to know that she wasn't alone.
I know everyone gets sick of work once in a while. It's only normal ain't it?
But i think think feeling we're getting, it's quite different from the occasional bout most of the population out there feels.
Working with idiots can kill you.
Yes, especially if that particular idiot turns out to be your boss or someone with authority over what you have to do and how you have to do it.
Don't get me wrong. I think my job rocks, i honestly think so. Somedays, i could be in the middle of an interview and i suddenly think of myself: "man, isn't this awesome?"
I get to talk to people i would never in a millio years get to even stand next to, if not for my work. I get to go to places i won't pay money for. And i get to see things i am honestly interested in finding out more about.
But of course there are days when you're just going through the motions and things aren't working out. Recently, those days have been plenty.
Which is exactly why i asked for a change. And boy, i got it :)
Can't same the same for my two other colleagues, one of whom actually told me the other day she has serious thoughts about quitting.
It would be such a blessed dream, if we could wake up everyday, looking forward to the day ahead, even though u know that it ain't the weekend.
Yes, i am still in search of such a job. Keep me posted if you know something close yea?
Cheers.
posted by alienresident at
12:58 AM
Funny feeling.
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This feels like a dry run.
We've just spent the entire day together - having breakfast, going shopping and then heading home to do some laundry. And now, he's watching dvds while i'm here typing away.
My parents are away for the week and they've put me under his charge.
And so here we are - on a dry run to married life.
Hurhur. it's a funny feeling :)
posted by alienresident at
11:45 PM
Getting my wisdoms out.
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I never thought going into a surgery could be so nerve wrecking.
The movies, they've got most parts right. The bright lights, the nurses and doctors in masks, the beeping machine sounds.
The only weird thing was, instead of being wheeled into the operating theatre, i walked in. In fact, i helped the nurse wheel my bed in.
You see, i went for my wisdom teeth surgery yesterday at the national dental centre.
I was supposed to have gotten the rotten teethies out about a year ago but a youtube video scared me out of it. Apparently some gutsy fellow filmed the entire procedure and loaded it on youtube. And me dearest was "smart enough" to go watch it in full.
Anyway, back to the topic, i was at the dental centre to remove all four of my wisdom teeth. I had to opt for the general anaesthesia because they had to cut open my gums to take the bottom two out.
And so i was lying there, staring at the bright lights overhead. One nurse strapped my legs down and pasted two rubber noobs on my chest to monitor the heart beat. The other doctor, the nice one, shot some stuff into my vein and told me everything was going well.
They even had music playing, and i laughed aloud at it.
"Wah, got music somemore?" i said. "Haha, yeah it's to help you relax," the doctor replied.
And then, she went on to shoot another syringe of liquid up my vein.
"Ok, you'll feel hot for awhile and then you'll fall asleep very soon," she said.
The nurse had a mask over my mouth and nose at this point, and told me to take deep breaths. I did.
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"Wake up mavis, wake up," the middle age nurse voice came on, nudging my arm.
My gosh. The op is over. I smiled. I'm just glad i woke up.
Then a coughing fit hit me. A common sign, nothing to worry about the doctor said. Apparently they had to put a tube from my nose down my throat to help me breathe during the surgery.
I couldn't feel my face. Oh no, permanent numbness to lip, chin and tongue. I can't be that unlucky 1% who gets jinx right?
I touched my face and it felt foreign. Soft and pudgy. Didn't feel like my own. But i didn't care, i was just glad i got through it.
They pushed me back to the recovery ward, and i fell into a deep sleep for the next hour or so. I was dreaming, i could tell. I just can't remember what it was about.
At about 2.30pm, i rose. Blood phelgme stuck to my throat. I wanted to call out to the nurse but i was afraid i coudn't speak.
Then dearie appeared. I signalled to them for a spit bowl and he understood. Must have been that operation he went through himself.
The nurse came with a bag and i spat out three mouths-full of blood. I looked like the last scene of a movie where an old woman dies from TB or something.
The entire experience was weird. And i saw my bag of teeth. Yikes, are they ugly. And i have no idea why they're still my my toilet, soaking in a cup of water.
And this marks the beginning of my eight days of MC.
Btw, i can feel my tongue, lip and chin now. It's just, my face is square. :)
posted by alienresident at
7:18 PM
Beach holiday.
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I love beach holidays.
Somehow when you put the blue sky, the clear waters and the hot sun together, i'm sold.
That feeling you get, when you spend the entire afternoon, drifting in and out of sleep under a shed on the beach, and reading a novel in between. Those days you spend without a watch, or a phone, and head back to the mainland only when you feel that burning sensation on your sun-kissed cheeks.
We went to Bali last month and boy, was it awesome.
We made a special 2 hour trip by boat to gili island and boy, it was all worth it - the time, money and puke put into it.
The island was the most laidback i've ever been on. I place it ahead of christmas island on my list of favourite beach spots because of the lively restaurant and bar culture which C.I. sorely lack.
The island is lined with restaurants and bars, all facing the sea.
On our last night, we had dinner under the stars, facing the sea, with candlelight. It must be the most romantic place i've ever been and we didn't even plan for it. We stumbled on the place when the restaurant was packed and the waiter decided to bring us to the rooftop. What can i say? heh.
Now we're back and i aint have a next holiday to look forward to because we're saving for the big day. :S
But hey, somehow i have this feeling inside me that i can't last that long without a break.Honestly i'm already itching to head out. I'm a drifter, remember?
posted by alienresident at
12:44 AM
The power of 2.
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You get so busy sometimes, with everything you must do, that you forget to enjoy the process.
That's what struck me just a minute ago.
With the upcoming wedding, there's a thousand and one things to do.
The stress has inevitably gotten to us, further worsened by the rush due to the housing scheme. Now we must speed the wedding up, and things must happen faster than we thought we were capable of.
As i sit by my computer - at work, at home, after work, i do my random research all in search of the perfect spot. The spot where we would be pronouced man and wife.
I thought we could do it seperately, wouldn't it be more productive? But he thought otherwise. At first i couldn't understand, but now, maybe i do, even if only for awhile.
Because perhaps i've forgotten the point behind this. That besides enjoying that perfect spot on that perfect day, i should enjoy the imperfect work behind it all with my perfect one.
So now, i'll try. To embark on my couplehood life. Everything done together in unity. For two is better than one, no?
posted by alienresident at
12:41 AM
lost souls.
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Ouch my head hurts.
Each time the story's the same. I get home, I shower, I laZe in bed with wet hair and then Ouch my head hurts. but I don't ever learn my lesson, I never learn to dry my hair before I laZe in bed, don't ask me why but I just don't.
So I guess I have no one to blame right now for the pain that I'm feeling.
suddenly I feel like one of those christmas island's crabs- one of those I killed. I used to tell brandon, hey u know what, I really don't get why these Crabs come out and get themselves killed every season.
They hear of the story of how their grandparents got killed when they attempted to cross the main road, they've learnt of how their parents got crushed under the wheels of some stupid tourist's 4wd, but hey once they grow up, they go right out and do the same damn thinG.
Why, u ask. It used to baffle me, but I guess not now anymore.
The answer is simple.
Like me who refuse to learn to dry my hair before lazing in bed, they refuse to learn the lessons of their ancestors' deaths.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl.
posted by alienresident at
10:29 PM
lost souls.
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Ouch my head hurts.
Each time the story's the same. I get home, I shower, I laZe in bed with wet hair and then Ouch my head hurts. but I don't ever learn my lesson, I never learn to dry my hair before I laZe in bed, don't ask me why but I just don't.
So I guess I have no one to blame right now for the pain that I'm feeling.
suddenly I feel like one of those christmas island's crabs, one of those I killed. I used to tell brandon, u know what, I really don't get why these Crabs come out and get themselves killed every season.
They heard of the stories of how their grandparents got killed when they attempted to cross the main road, they've learnt of how their parents got crushed under the wheels of some stupid tourist's 4wd, but hey when they grow uo, they go on and do the same damn thinG.
It used to baffled me, but I guess not now anymore.
The answer is simple.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl.
The It it
posted by alienresident at
10:29 PM
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Lyric of the month |
Travis - Flowers in the Window
There's no reason to feel bad
But there are many reasons to feel glad, sad, mad
Its just a bunch of feelings that we have to hold
But i am here to help you with the load.
Wow look at you now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And i am glad that you feel the same
Cause to stand up i'm in the crowd
You're one in a million
And i love you so, so lets watch the flowers grow.
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