One letter words

Today, I want to talk about one letter words. Actually I have two other things I need to blog about, Zack's visit to Singapore, and me coming out to my aunty. But first, monosyllabicism.

The reason I bring this up is very much related to forming relationships. I absolutely cannot stand people who have monosyllabic disease. I feel so helpless and unwanted whenever I sms someone I like with quite a number of words, but what I get are monosyllables, or disyllables. If I'm lucky, yes a few more words. Here's an example.

Example 1
Me: Hey, what's up? What are you doing?
Him: gg hm
ME: I see, where did you go? I'm supposed to continue working till 10pm tonight, but we finished early so now I'm going for a swim.
Him: ***did not reply*

Example 2
Me: Hey there, hope you've rested well today.
Him: ok,work..
Me: Can I call you later for a chat?
Him: Me partying 2ngt
Me: I thought you partied last night and today's rest?
Him: Both ngt n next wk oso
Me: Oh ok, you enjoy yourself then.
Him: Haha thanks u too
Me: Nope, I'm not partying
Him: Well enjy urself at hm thn

Yes I know very well SMS means short messaging service. But at least show some initiatives in initiating conversations? I'm always throwing the ball to you, and I always have to go over and retrieve it from you to throw it back at you again. I'm tired! I guess he's not interested in me... time to move on.

Yep. Another 21 March...

Just got turned down again. Third guy this year. 21 March, 18 October, and 12 November 2008. How many more to go...?

Vivaldi's Four Seasons

Will this be the reverse of 21 March 2008? I secretly hope so, but I worry it will again be another 21 March 2008.

Deception, betrayal, lies, and a shocking revelation...

Chatted with a friend on MSN, thought he was who he was but he wasn't, it was somebody else. The weirdest thing is, both of them (the one who's supposed to be there, and the one who wasn't supposed to be there) are my ex boyfriends, and they're now with each other...

The amount of shock...
The amount of disbelief...
The amount of deception...
The amount of betrayal...

Too much to bear.

Seafood dinner

Since I had postponed my seafood dinner last night to go have dinner with Anroi & friends, so I thought today it must be compensated. (The shisha event took place on Sat 1 Nov).

Anyway, in the morning went to the temple but for some reason there were no chanting sessions... Very disappointed. Then went to Long Hua Shan Temple on Racecourse Road to look see look see, but nothing there as well. Oh well, guess it's just not fated. I have yet to find "my temple" where I can feel I belong there.

I've decided to cut down attending the 1st & 15th evening chanting sessions at the Foo Hai Chan Monastery in Geylang. I can't stand Master Ming Yi's chanting : tone deaf, not in tune, rhythm is out, so proud of his own voice that he can't sing any softer even when using microphone, and worst of all - so full of ego. Ade PAAVI!

Everytime I join the congregation I am full of anger, defeats the purpose right? (And we chant 88 Buddhas Repentance...) I should be training my patience right? Wait, allow me to state my case. Being musically trained, I am very annoyed when the leader is so difficult to follow and he does not make it easy for the congregation with his horrendous tasteless egoistic rubato(s)!!! On many occassions, you are still there when we should have already shifted, the fa qi players also have a hard time following your beats because the pulse is non existent...

So, if I don't like the leader of the group, I should leave isn't it? Vis a vis, why I left MPO. So now, I'm looking for a new group to join, haven't been successful in finding one yet. Oh yes, my seafood dinner. I'm such a deviant, both in writing and probably religion too. Wahahhaa.

I'm afraid the picture does not make it look very appetising, in fact it's made it look quite uninteresting and bland, but it tasted good though! There's sambal hipon (that's Tagalog for prawns), pan fried salmon, and undressed baby carrots on a bed of lemon couscous. Masarap.

Shisha!

Had my first taste of shisha today. Have always wanted to try smoking, first try at a cigarette failed since I hated the taste of nicotine that coated my tongue when I inhaled. Shisha was kind of different though. Yes there were the chokes and coughs, but after a while it was ok. Rose flavoured.

Before that Anroi and his friends and I had dinner at an Indonesian restaurant, ayam penyet, the chilli was very chee kek. Then we went to Ambrosia just in time for a belly dance show, and ordered our shisha.

That's me in the first picture, very dark, sorry my Samsung phone camera 1.3 nia, no flash one... Second pic is Anroi and his first inhalation of the shisha. Third pic...

Case of the Purple Adidas shoes...

I am sick of my job. I am fed up handling complaints. No matter how well my boss and I does it, it is still not good enough. Grudges of 30 years, my gawd please can you let them go?

If you lose your pair of purple Adidas shoes due to your own carelessness which I believe IS the case, please don't expect the company to reimburse you for that, and please stop accusing the crews of stealing them! Their earnings may be in the lower brackets, but that does not automatically make them thieves and opportunists!

From what I have observed, people with such income bracket are usually more generous and more trustworthy, compared to you stingy 'two headed snake' people who earn more but still not enough to be considered high class. Disgusting.

Why must everything be about money? There really is no meaning to life if it's all only about money and how much you will earn and how much material property you will amass in this lifetime.

Now back to the miserable purple Adidas shoes. Number one, purple colour for a shoe is pure bad taste. Number two, people who wear purple colour are sexually frustrated, according to my good colleague CJM. Number three, you're just an absent minded and careless person, I do not exist in this world to clear your shit, mother over you, and serve you 24/7.

Now back to the main idea of this thread... I feel like letting go of my current job. It's only been 10 months though, but I feel I have had enough. I want my weekends back.