thou shalt not conform when thou could blaze thy own path..
Luck from the Pot and Other Thoughts
Had a potluck session at office yesterday. *Phew..lotsa food cant finish..colleagues taking several trips to the pantry to finish things up. My team leader was saying something about how the company's gals can eat. I'm not so privileged.
Enjoy yesterday of all days, cos it's carefree, though there are some issues unfinished, but to h*ll with it. I'm such a procrastinator..*sigh..
Colls saw me breathing onto the pc screen today before wiping it clean of thumbprints residue..what's wrong with using dehydrated saliva to clean the screentop? Everybody does it with apples..computer screen is just another notch high on the art of being a sloth. I'm no special case..just that ppl dun usually capture me doing it is all.
Last weekend I felt really overwhelmed. Talking seems to hav no solution, regret seems inching to suffocate me, there's only brainless actions from now onwards. Dreams gotta wait I guess, reality's claiming all the footage in my life now.
Years ago, I'd still say I'm naive and believing I can do it all, now, as life crept pass me, at nite I wonder wat it would feel like sharing some of the burden with some superhero (not superman pls) who can actually help me to solve all my problems. I'd call her Swiper, cos she'd wipe away all my problems away with her larger than life wiping-cloth. Sometimes when one's been standing upright for a period of time, the shoulder aches a lot.
Some ppl are lucky in a way that they can admit of being a romantic, a pampered child, embracing weaknesses. I'm learning to accept the latter senario, the middle I just dun hav the privilege, the former is totally out of my options. Sometimes denial in hope of attaining a particular trait that I really like takes a toll on me, I learn to adapt sure, but there's a voice within me tat just keeps on telling me that I can do better, do faster, while in reality, I'm way lagging behind. Sometimes I feel like a failure to meself, as I try to catch up with tat voice, like an relentless coach urging me on, to reach my never reaching potentials. It's always an inch away, it's always a foothold away, it's always a grasp away..I'm tired. I dun wanna reach my potential today.
Prior to yesterday, I cooked till past 1 am. I was preparing red bean soup, one of my specialties. I can only cook desserts, cos it's supposedly to be sweet, so no matter how many scoops of sugar I pour in, I'll never be wrong. I make one wicked jelly dessert of any content; peach, cincau, condensed milk, plain, fruity, wacky, indigo. Drowned half a packet of green beans for another green bean soup, didnt hav the blink left to cook it yesternite, hoping to do so today, who knows Thomas told me that it's starting to smell like plants and sprouting leaftlets. *sigh..there goes my green bean soup dessert down the sink.
"Give an inch, and they'd claim a pound." - Tribute to Obesity
Enjoy yesterday of all days, cos it's carefree, though there are some issues unfinished, but to h*ll with it. I'm such a procrastinator..*sigh..
Colls saw me breathing onto the pc screen today before wiping it clean of thumbprints residue..what's wrong with using dehydrated saliva to clean the screentop? Everybody does it with apples..computer screen is just another notch high on the art of being a sloth. I'm no special case..just that ppl dun usually capture me doing it is all.
Last weekend I felt really overwhelmed. Talking seems to hav no solution, regret seems inching to suffocate me, there's only brainless actions from now onwards. Dreams gotta wait I guess, reality's claiming all the footage in my life now.
Years ago, I'd still say I'm naive and believing I can do it all, now, as life crept pass me, at nite I wonder wat it would feel like sharing some of the burden with some superhero (not superman pls) who can actually help me to solve all my problems. I'd call her Swiper, cos she'd wipe away all my problems away with her larger than life wiping-cloth. Sometimes when one's been standing upright for a period of time, the shoulder aches a lot.
Some ppl are lucky in a way that they can admit of being a romantic, a pampered child, embracing weaknesses. I'm learning to accept the latter senario, the middle I just dun hav the privilege, the former is totally out of my options. Sometimes denial in hope of attaining a particular trait that I really like takes a toll on me, I learn to adapt sure, but there's a voice within me tat just keeps on telling me that I can do better, do faster, while in reality, I'm way lagging behind. Sometimes I feel like a failure to meself, as I try to catch up with tat voice, like an relentless coach urging me on, to reach my never reaching potentials. It's always an inch away, it's always a foothold away, it's always a grasp away..I'm tired. I dun wanna reach my potential today.
Prior to yesterday, I cooked till past 1 am. I was preparing red bean soup, one of my specialties. I can only cook desserts, cos it's supposedly to be sweet, so no matter how many scoops of sugar I pour in, I'll never be wrong. I make one wicked jelly dessert of any content; peach, cincau, condensed milk, plain, fruity, wacky, indigo. Drowned half a packet of green beans for another green bean soup, didnt hav the blink left to cook it yesternite, hoping to do so today, who knows Thomas told me that it's starting to smell like plants and sprouting leaftlets. *sigh..there goes my green bean soup dessert down the sink.
"Give an inch, and they'd claim a pound." - Tribute to Obesity
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