I met up with a dear ex-colleague of mine last Saturday. She invited me to watch a play “The campaign to confer the public service star on JBJ”. It’s been such a looooooooong time since I went out on Saturday nights, and it was WONDERFUL.
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Somehow, I always feel comfortable talking to her. It seems like I can share with her my inner thoughts and it took place over our dinner time. Updated her on everything that’s going on now in THE company. Really hoped that I did not bore her…hee.
The play was good! It had many witty lines that kept me sitting to the edge of my seat. One of those being “Imperfect past makes present tense”. The whole play only had 2 actors, but boy…great power sometimes come in small packages. In comparision, Pam Oei really outshined Rodney Oliveiro. She was able to immerse into each character in a matter of seconds. I simply love how she acted as the Malay receptionist. Puuuuurrrfect accent!
There were many hidden puns and messages in the show. You need to be more involved in current affair/politics to truly grasp certain parts of the show. Unfortunately, I am a big non-fan of politics. Haha. I had to even ask her who is ‘JBJ’. *shrugs*
Personally, I feel that the main message of the show is how a NAME affects everything. If your name is the same as the unmentionable, then your fate is likely to be stifled under certain ’special’ circumstances. Hence, think twice before you name your daughter, sons, pets etc etc etc. The play also made me realise that behind the beautiful fireworks and promises of a better future, there are many unseen sacrifices…unsung heroes…But being the simple-minded me (aka Singaporean), I am just happy to see the magnificient fireworks. Sad, but true.
To end…
Dear friend, thanks for the invite. Hope that you enjoyed the mooncake. You have really slimmed down. But your heart is still ever soooo big. *Hugz* =)
Some people are here for a reason…to test your patience. At this moment, I really find her unbearable. One person is able to monopolize a 4 person discussion. I feel drained just simply sitting there and listening to how she gives her STRONG opinions on every SINGLE issue. I feel KOed. I feel like my energy bar is depreciating slowly. I feel that I do not look forward to anymore discussions with her anymore. I feel like screaming. I want peace. I long for quiet. I look for subtle bliss. They asked if it was a wrong decision to choose her. I really don’t know. I just wish that I am not the one who’s paired up with her. I really wish so. I simply dread my role now. I want to do my best for everyone else. I feel that I can at least make a little difference. But, I don’t know how long I can still feel this way with her breathing down all the negativity down my neck. It’s highly impossible for her to tone down. So, I thought to myself that instead of asking someone else to change. I should be the one to change first. Hence, should I tone UP instead? Fight? Talk back to her? Be aggressive? All these are not me, at least not in such a partnership. I can fight. I can be aggressive. But the previous time was ended in tears on her part. She seems strong, yet weak at the same time. She seems mature, yet extremely childish at the same time. I guess everyone is split in our personality in one way or another. However, I always have to handle her in Extremes.
It is a fruitful off-day! Had lunch with a old friend at fast east square. Actually, I wanted to bring her to the flowerbed, but it’s closed down. But, it was still a wonderful lunch time with her. Managed to get the lovely pillow cake from the small store. Coming down for lunch is a good experience, and I get to complete many tasks. Bought more biscuits for my students for children’s day. I simply wish to spoil them to bits. I also bought a peach cheesecake from the cheesecake outlet. Yummy! I just had to buy the peanut butter from the ‘Head or Tails’ to go with the pillow cake. Haha, there goes my money….
In the afternoon, I got an invitation from an ex-colleague to a play this coming Saturday. What a pleasant surprise. And to think that I am the first person to come to her mind is really flattering. I guess connection is not purely based on how long you have known a person. =)
Night was a wonderful time too. Went to have dinner with Mr Poto at Bugis, which seems to be our latest Tuesday night hang-out recently. Bought LOTS of mooncake. So far, I’m still enjoying the Raffles the plaza snow skin assorted mooncakes. Now, I have more choices to choose from. Think there’s no more space in my refrigerator. Hee.
After we reach home, we decided to go for a run. It was really great. It’s been a long long time since I went running. Think it’s gonna be our weekly routine from now on. While running, I realised that Mr Poto is actually a really good motivator. I am sure he is going to excel in his work. I have faith in him! Running really trains your mind up, making you challenge your limits, expanding your determination. Thank you Mr Poto for your encouragement.
Met up my old secondary pals for a singing session cum celebration for a dear friend’s upcoming birthday. Singing was at the ten dollar ktv club. For the price that we paid, I find that it is not bad at all. Each person had to pay around $12 only. Free flow of drinks plus a bowl of sharks fin. WoohoO! The system is quite okay too. Song selection wise, it’s still quite up-to-date. But it doesn’t really matter, since I’m more into the oldies chinese songs. Hee. The rest of them seemed stunned at my songs selection. Haha! At least, I vented out my recent frustrations through a lot of hard singing.
Dinner was at a chinese ramen shop along the ‘Food Paradise’ street. The company present made the food taste good.
Dear friend - Happy Birthday in advance! Germz, thanks for the kit kat! Ah hui, germz, lao shu mei, may life always treat you kindly and may happiness be at every corners of your life. *Hugz*
This “Milk Chocolate Chip” cake is done by our ever SWEETEST Germaine! Thumbs up to her thoughtfulness as always! =)
Had a bad day. Felt like breaking down. Felt like exploding. Feelings poured out. Tears.
Philosophy of the day. Life is like taking the elevator. Sometimes it goes up, sometimes it does down. When you are down to the bottom, things can only get better by going up. But, there are times when you realize that there’s actually basement and you get even lower. However, we are in control of the buttons. We can decide whether we want to press the button to go up. Happiness is within our control. It is within ourselve, we should not depend our happiness on others. Not everything can go your way. There’s only so much one person can do.
I need to learn. I need to see every challenge as an experience. Dealing with different types of people. Coping with limitations. The problem with me is that I do not agree that because the situation/person has always been like that, then that should be the way it is. I believe in improvement. I believe in doing little things to try to at least improve things a little bit. I refuse to accept things/person as it is. That’s where I’m tiring myself down sooooooooooooo much. And now, I’m questioning myself. Do so much, for what? Try to improve things/situation/person, for what? I’m losing sight of my purpose, my motivation, my vision.
So, as I was waiting for the lift to go up. The lift refused to come down. Hence, I took the stairs and climbed up 7 storeys. It was tiring, but enlightening. It made me feel better. In one way, I vented out my frustrations. But more importantly. it made me realize a theory. It is never easy climbing up. It is tedious and tiring process. However, it is okay to be tired and take a breather. I need to know when and how to take a breather. Stop. Rest. Rejuvenate. Regain. Focus. Ultimately, I need to know why I am climbing. Do I really want to climb? That is the question.
Mr Poto and I went to Genting Highlands last week. It was a great trip! My mind managed to be free of work issues for 3 whole days. Peace. It was wonderful to be able to smell fresh air high up in the mountains, though we spent quite a lot of time taking in the tobacco in the casino too.
It must have been our lucky day, because we manage to win 1000 plus ringgit with a press on the slot machine’s button. Oh, dear unicorn! I will never forget you. Hee. Another happy memory down our memory lane of Mr Poto’s beloved “heaven”.
