November 23, 2007 at 12:38 pm (mood, music)
This song has been in my head recently. I feel for this song. Rainbows are short-lived. Is rainbow beautiful because it is short-lived, or because it is there after you have been through the rain and storm?
Well, I guess a rainbow is beautiful because it reminds you of the storm you have weathered through.
It is the ending of a beautiful memory, like the so many rainbows in my life.
November 23, 2007 at 12:32 pm (friend, mood)
I realized that most of my funny thoughts always occur when I am walking towards the MRT station. It’s as though my muse is working even when I am walking.
Just a few days back, a sudden thought came to me. I recalled this one friend of mine – Star. Star and I were best friends in secondary school. It’s really quite funny how we got acquainted to each other. We were in different classes during Sec 1. We were both librarians. One fine day, star and I were on duty. One of my friends asked me if star was Chinese or Malay. Being the ‘garang’ me, I just went up to star to ask her, without even knowing her at all. And that’s that…We immediately hit off right there. We were best friends ever since. Long phone calls, attending the counsellor camp together, being there for each other, having our own special corner in school, doing all the silly and heartfelt things for one another.
I always thought that we were going to be best friends for life. One day, she flew back to Burma…and that’s that. Somehow, things just changed. I felt that she changed, and she felt that I was not me too. We drifted apart. Just like that. It’s really funny how relationships can just change overnight.
Till now, we are still friends. Sometimes, I wonder what will happen if our friendship did not turn sour? Will we still be close friends? But, I guess there’s no point in having this kind of question in my mind.
People always say that there is no use in looking back. But, that is one weakness of mine. I always look back, and wonder….the big WHAT IF????
But no matter what, I really believe that it is good enough to have loved than to have never loved at all. I really cherished star once, and that’s all that matters.
Star, may you shine wherever you go.
November 20, 2007 at 7:10 am (friend)
Girl, after all these times and all we have been through. I just want to say that I am really glad that we are still friends.
You will always have a friend in me. =)
November 18, 2007 at 12:58 pm (mood, work)
Where do I begin?
Well, a simple teacher who asked her children to visit the corner that displays all the children’s nice art pieces.
Went after them to make sure that they got there safe.
Saw a father scolding my students for being noisy (which did not affect any other children in the class at that moment). Hence, I whispered to them to describe those art pieces there.
Went to the side. Stayed there with one kid to make sure that his parents come back to get him first. Just make small talks with him to keep him entertained.
That father approaches me, and asked for my name. Asked me to follow him to the counter.
I did.
“Who is your management?” the starting sentence to the process of complaining me, for allowing my children to go to his class area to view the art pieces.
Puzzled, amused, and unapologetic. I couldn’t be bothered to apologize to him. Let him complain and email to the management for all he wants. He was really rude to have ‘pulled’ me to the counter to try to complain and humiliate me. I was trying my best not to curse him, as I was sooooooo damn pissed! I am still cursing him in my heart till NOW.
Are children supposed to see the nice artworks and admire them like art pieces in the art musuem or library? Are we becoming a library? I have seen “quiet please’ signages all around the center. It’s simply ridiculous. What are we turning into? With hundreds/thousands of children around everyday, especially the weekends, hanging around together in the same environment, and you expect silence?
Wake up. Parents, just because you pay money for your children to study here, does not take away other children’s human rights to express their joy and excitement whenever they wish.
So I had a bad day?
Yes!
November 2, 2007 at 11:44 am (mood, work)
Halloween is just over. And I am still haunted by the spooks of different ‘ghosts’ in my life. I thought that I was in a simple job, surrounded by simple people, with minimum office politics. Apparently, I was very very wrong.
I have told myself to be numb towards P. I have been staying away from her, and stoning during lunch. Why is it that we still have to lunch with people whom we do not like? P’s 2-face personality is freaky. But, I guess I should get used to it. What’s the point of complaining anyway. “18 pieces for me, the rest I don’t care”…doing things always in her best interest. No considerations for others. I shall not stoop to her level. I have far too many things on my mind now to suggest who should be CL with her.
Power and position can really change a person. With such a small position, P has revealed the ugly side of humanity. From friends, we turn to foes. I know that it may not be easy for our khakis to see this downturn. Lunch has turned dreadful. But, somehow, I really cannot act friendly to someone I DISLIKE.
25 years of my life…it’s the first time I have met someone I dislike sooooo much.
After hearing the grievances of my colleagues, I really feel disgusted at how people use their power/money/authority. Bosses have integrity, but so do their employees. By the time they realise their mistake, nope, I do not think that they will ever realise their mistake.
What’s happening to this world? My mind is closed now, come back another day.
