I’m walking away; from the troubles in my life.

So fast, and the year is almost over. This year hadn’t been that good for me. Lots of ups and downs. Frankly speaking, I can’t wait for 2oo8 to be over and done with. I just want to move on.

Speaking of resolutions, I have make quite a few which is quite unlike me.

Firstly, everyone makes mistakes. I have decided to forgive a few people who had erred in ways which affected me in the past. I would like to have no enemies on the beginning of the new year. So I myself initiated celebrating the new year with someone I’m not in good terms with.

Secondly, I’ve put a full-stop to getting myself involved with shit. No one is perfect and everyone makes mistakes. But that doesn’t mean I have to keep taking in all the mistakes with the blind hope that it won’t happen again. How do you trust someone when the words they say can never be trusted? Everyday I wake up with the fear if I am going to lose the someone whom means so much to me. Lose this person due to our differences in the career path we choose, due to the different frequencies we have in our opinon of almost everything, due to the petty fights we have almost once every week. I think it’s time to just sit back and relax. If it’s meant to be, it is.

Thirdly, I’m going to accept myself for who I am. I’m going to love myself and stop finding faults with myself. If I’m not going to love myself, who is? No one is going to bring down my morale ever again.

The last but not the least, I’m going to appreciate everyone around me who genuinely cares. It’s not going to be difficult to distinguish fakers from the real ones who care. My instincts has been always guiding me through the toughest trials in my life.

I’m going to be celebrating my new year with my buddies at the Sembawang Park. BBQ to make it a memorable one.

I wish everyone the best for the New Year. Have a happy 2oo9.

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Wednesday, (24th December) was my aunt’s birthday. We went over in the evening to celebrate it with her. There was this pot luck thingy. The food was awesome! It was fun, but sadly I had to leave in a while.

Prita and her food.

Letchman, Saras and Chitra.

The lovebirds Muthu & Michelle

Muthu & Kenges

The birthday cake.

Birthday babe with her mum.

Today I went over to Becky’s place for a belated Christmas celebration. Felt good meeting that goon after so long. Had nice yummy food again too. Need to get the pics from that woman!

I’m tired. Physically and emotionally drained. Hope 2oo9 is good for me.

Goodnight.

Jingle all the way.

Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas to all folks!

Life has been really so boring, I have nothing to blog about.

And btw, I left the part-time job I got. The first day at work was so horrible.

I, being so super enthusiastic, brought along my own pen and notepad to scribble down the work flow and everything. So, when I was introduced to the girl whom I was taking over, I took out my notebook and started jotting info. Man, she was going too fast. She could obviously see that I could not catch what she’s going on about, but she didn’ t bother.

I stopped her at one point and said she was going too fast. And she just continued saying ‘It’s simple. Just like this. And that. I’m done. Your turn.’

Blur I was. I thought she was about to teach me while I did my work but boy, I was wrong. She just divided the files between ourselves (10 to me, 5 for herself) and walked off to another room very far away. She did mention, though, that I could approach her for any queries. (She was seated quite far away at the other side.)

First two times, I walked over. After that, I gave up. It wasn’t easy doing those damn reports! The doctor wrote so many code words and I had no idea what she meant by CEGGDGD and OEYEGE. How many times was I supposed to walk over? It was getting frustrating. I just did what I knew and skipped the parts I didn’t know. The girl walked in after a while and asked me if I was coping well. I just told her that I don’t understand the Doctor’s “Da Vinci Codes” and she smirked at me before saying ‘Oh, That’s normal!’. After I told her I left out the ones I don’t know, she said she will get the manager to check my work. WTF? Manager to check my work when I know it’s full of mistakes!

Then I knew, this is not  the place for me! Before hiring me, the Manager told me that many people “ran away” halfway cos the workload was horrible. Now I finally could relate to why so many people ran away! So yeah, I quit.

Christmas is coming. Everyone’s in the holiday mood! Have a good week ahead.

My Goodbye.

I just realised that my labret stud got to go if I were to get a customer-service related job. Actually no one ever complimented my piercing. Most people asked me to remove it. Worst was from Bala, my cousin. He said that I reminded him of a bulldog. WTH? But anyway, he’s always full of criticism so I couldn’t care less. (Though it hit my pride a teeny weeny bit.)

As I was updating my blog, I just got a call from my friend Mathana saying that I got a temporary job at a Clinic! Woohoo! I owe this sweetheart a big deal for assisting with my job hunt so far. And it’s a customer service job by the way. Bye bye labret piercing.

And the quote for the day is

“ஒரு உயிரை நீ நேசிப்பது நிஜமென்றால் அதை பறவை போல் பறக்கவிடு..அது உன்னை நேசிப்பது நிஜமென்றால் மீண்டும் உன்னை தேடிவரும்.”

Avvvvv!

I’m so tired!

Met Ragu in the morning to bring Cookie to the vet for his last jab. He’s getting so naughty. He was attacking on my poor nose all the way in the cab.

After his jab, we decided to bring him to the pet-shop nearby to get his some treats and new clothes.

Cookie's anxiously waiting for his new clothes

Cookie Nathan and Ragu Nathan on the way back home.

K-9 okay! Don't pray pray.

After that we went to Marine Parade to run some errands.

A cute pup snoozing away at a Pet Shop in MP.

Then I finally got my ear-plugs replaced at Junction 8, Bishan!

I’m back home.

Feeling VERY Tired. Sleepy. Lazy.

It’s time to come to terms with everything.

I’m gonna fill up this empty blog with the bits and pieces of the updates in my life right now.

On Thursday, while I called Prita out due to boredom, she gave me and Dharshi a treat at our beloved Botak Jones as she passed her exams. We then had a lo-mantic walk back to Admiralty all the way from Marsiling.

Friday came and we three musketeers met up as usual. I got a haircut and then we rented two movies. One was Kathalil Vizhunthaen and another was Taare Zameen Par.

We were quite shagged so we decided to watch only one movie on Friday. We chose Kathalil Vizhunthaen.

To summarise the story in a bit, this movie was about a couple in love. The guy had been through quite a lot of life, and coming from a broken family, this BGR meant a lot to him. There is an unexpected twist in the movie, and I’m not gonna reveal that, just incase you guys get to watch this movie. Hehe.

The guy has lost a lot of weight! From the chubby version in the movie Boys, to this lanky version.

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Saturday came. Met Ragu, caught ‘Twilight’ with him.

It’s a nice movie. I also wanna become a vampire!

After the movie, we came back home to catch a movie with the rest. Before that mum had to do some shopping. So Prita drove us first to Al Ameen. After our supper, we went to grab some groceries at Shop N Save. Then we rushed back home to watch Taare Zameen Par.

I had some tissue packets on standby, cos I was warned that this was a story with a very emotional storyline. The movie was pretty alright, but I found it draggy. And it was almost like watching a musical with lengthy songs. The boy, (Ishaan in reel and Darsheel in real) acted really well, handling his emotions very professionally. The storyline in brief, is about an eight year old boy who suffered from dyslexia.

No one actually knew what his problem was, and they all assumed he was just stupid or lazy to learn, until his Art Teacher (Ram Shanker in reel and Amir Khan in real) helps the boy and his family come to terms with the the boy’s learning disability.

Amir Khan looks cute now, even when he’s 43 years old!

Tomorrow marks the beginning of a new week. Hope all’s good for everyone.

Good night!

Coming Soon.

>>> Pįŕŕįtα Vįjαγαη <<< Wad goes around comes back around…n hits u rite at ur @$%!!! says (12:34 AM):
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Prita you is so cute! And don’t kill me!

Easter Egg

Do you remember in your Kindergarden or Primary school days, you had to bring an egg to school to do Easter Egg Painting?
Yesterday while I was having dinner with Dharshini and Prita at a Japanese Restaurant in IMM, Dharshi recollected this funny incident about me in Kindergarden. I actually forgot about it till she refreshed my memory.

It seems when I was in Kindergarden, my teacher told us each to bring an egg for Easter celebrations the next day. So off I went back home and told my mother that I needed to bring an egg to school. My mum found it weird to pass me the egg, especially since I’m such a clumsy kid. She kept asking me what I needed it for, but I didn’t tell her. (Probably I didn’t see the need to.) So she put the egg inside a container and passed it to me.

I went to class and then realised that all the other kids had the insides of the egg emptied. They also had a little round shaped crack at the bottom of the egg. (So that we could wear the egg in our little index fingers for easy painting.)

Oh Shit!

So I was getting freaked out now, especially since my Teacher was as fierce as a bulldog. Then the bulldog asked us to put all our eggs on the little table at the sides of our class. We were supposed to do the egg painting at the end of the day. I went through the rest of the day with butterflies in my stomach, with the fear of getting caught by the bulldog.

The time came, and she asked us all to take an egg each for Easter Egg painting. I quickly grabbed one with the insides emptied and sat on my chair like a good girl. I didn’t know what happened to the egg I brought lah. So I was having fun painting the Egg when suddenly I heard the bulldog barking at a girl who was close to tears. I then realised, that poor girl was holding on to the egg I brought, and had her hand got all messy with the paint, since she couldn’t wear it on her fingers.

I carried on with my painting with a sigh of relief. A sigh of relief which meant, ’Thank god, I wasn’t caught!’

So I rushed back home and passed my beautiful artwork to my sister and told her exactly what happened. She laughed and laughed. And is still laughing 18 years after.

I know I was a mean kid and all. But I’ve turned into a new leaf! But what goes around, comes around yeah?

Must be ‘cos of that Karma that I keep getting blamed for things I never did.

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