Again

Everything just gets lost the moment it leaves my head.

Thoughts, emotions, expressions.

All gone like the wind.

Unknown, unfelt, unseen.

Forever thus it will be.

Misrepresentation

散场的拥抱 by 倪安東

Enjoy. =P

What am I supposed to say? Being mistaken for my words, when the intended person whom my words are for is wrongly assumed.

Please. As long as that I do not place a name to my words, don't be so sure that it refers to him/her/you.

I might simply be referring to myself.

Good night folks. The end of the world draws near: http://lmgtfy.com/?q=New+Delhi+Superbug (Ignore the "wasn't so hard to google was it" comment) ;-)

Everytime you misunderstand my words, my heart breaks alittle.

Everytime you misassume my intentions, my heart aches alittle.

Everytime you accuse me wrongfully of things I've never done, I tear alittle.

Everytime you think I no longer love you.. I died alittle.

Being Nice

FYI This is the 101th post! 100th place goes to "Logbook"! (Like, wow, of all topics =.=')

Looking back, its been a longgggggggg time since this blog was started, back during the crazed days when blogs were hip and you were like the alien if you didn't have one.

Time flies.

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Went out of my way to get stuff for Alvin's brother today. He lost his phone (along with his SIM card, naturally) overseas, and needed a replacement. Feeling like doing something nice today, I decided to make a trip down to the shopping centres when I could be heading straight home and be comfortably bathed, fed and chilling in front of my computer now.

Instead, here I am, all sweaty from all the walking and having gotten nothing done, being peeved and deciding to blog about the meaningless things I do.

So here's what happened: Went down to JP, thinking: OK, a quick trip, just a couple of minutes and I can get my ass home and chill/nap (2 hour sleep routines can be a killer in the office, especially after lunch). Ended up waiting at the end of a relatively short queue for a couple, a middle-aged lady and a bunch of Indo/Filipino-maids (Hey, aren't they supposed to be in camp carrying bags on a weekday night!?!?!).

Well, no big deal, I plugged in my Mp3 and waited.

And waited.

And waited.

And waited for about 20 minutes and the queue was. Just. Stuck. There.

Talk about efficiency for god's sake.

Turned out the Samsung sales-dude, deciding that he was done idling about the shop, came forward to ask if he could assist. Assist he did, by telling me that he was unable to help me get the SIM card as they were just the official distributor shop and I had to go elsewhere, nearest being IMM and Westmall.

Yay. And the damned operator on the phone yesterday said ANY shops.

OK, having wasted 20 minutes of my life standing behind a couple watching the guy scratch his butt every 10 seconds or so, I decided to screw this and head home.

Then suddenly a Halo descended upon me and then there was Light. I felt a warm feeling passing through me and Oh the holy...

Wait wait wait. Wrong scene.

OK, so I decided to be a nice guy thinking: "goddamn must be crap being unable to use your phone and the next time I could get him the card is god knows when". What happened next was I wasted an hour of my life travelling from JP -> Westmall then back to Lakeside just to get a dumb SIM card. For which I had to wait another 20 minutes for.

All just so that I could do something nice.

Sure, Alvin's dad (who collected the SIM card from me) was appreciative and everything, but that wasn't the point.

What for am I being so nice for? Especially when I had to go out of my way and inconvenience myself to do shit for others and not get a single bit of reward in return. Though I didn't do it for a reward, I wonder why I do it? My parents never taught me to do good and be a goody-two-shoes, neither did they teach me to play by the rules, but yet I just do. Why?

I'll probably never understand this part of myself.

Especially when being nice doesn't pay. At. All. Instead, all the assholes and jerks get all the fun and joy while us nice guys clean up after.

I'll admit, I'm jealous. Being a nasty asshole and getting everything your way without having to work for it or care about the consequences is such a great deal. Why not? Fuck the world, live by your rules and let everyone else burn.

And yet.....

Sigh.

Logbook

Yay~! 3 hours left to wake up and prepare to go to work! Here I am wasting time blogging! Lolz!

Just completed my 4th logbook entry for my 7th and 8th week of Internship @ REC Singapore. What a mess. My NTU mentor is going to visit on Tuesday and I have yet to inform my supervisor/mentor in REC.

Yikes. I wonder how she's gonna react when I tell her.. Opps. Craptastic. Didn't help the fact that I had to take MC last friday due to being unable to wake up. No point going to work after that cause:

(A) That means a hefty cab ride of ~$40 to get to work, which essentially covers my entire day's worth of pay, thus pointless in going

(B) By the time I reach office I'm SUPER late. Doesn't matter anyway.

It's just that it's starting to look ugly due to fact that I seem to be taking MC's on Mondays/Fridays often, looking like I'm trying to milk long weekends all the time (its all a coincidence man! Damnit.. =/ Lolz.).

Haizz.

Yet another week of slogging. Been running on 3-4 hours of sleep for my weekdays almost every other day! No wonder my memory's gone to shit since last year December. Haven't been sleeping well at all..

*Except for the nights that I spent at your house*

Zzzz

Weekends = rest.

I need my sleep.. ZZzzZzzz

Bed never felt so good before.