Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Humour - A comic, absurd, or incongruous quality causing amusement
The inherent ability to laugh at myself is the basis of my sanity.Anyway, I've recently made a number of boo-boos cuz my brain is soooo compartmentalized that 1 plus 1 does not add up to 2.
Let me give you an example:
Let's assume my brain has 26 parts, A to Z.
Part F (for family) knows 11 Nov is nieces' kinderland performances day.
Part W (for work) recently found out that on 11 Nov, shups has been activated to work at a public event. Part W kicks up a big fuss and collaborated with Part X (for expression) to activate "pout" action for the whole day.
Part M (for ministry) however, quietly remembers 11 Nov as a good sister's wedding all along, and kept, well, quiet, until shups! did a recount of this sat's stuff to update on her O2 Mini!
shups! resolves to put all her appointments down into O2 Mini calendar. But she also keeps forgetting to! She updates her O2 Mini Calendar and forgets to put in her table calendar at work. Or vice versa.
A disaster will one day strike. For now, it's all God's grace all the way.
*sigh sigh sigh*
Just multiply the above example by 3 and you have me come out of 3 recent major crisis in a chaotic week. And it's not like it never happened before lor.
*faintz faintz faintz*
Anyway, the first line has nothing to do with anything else I wrote. Neither does the title. I have become boring. (2 people just commented that my blog is boring :( Boo.... )
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I did a fast check and realised the same time last year, I was on blog holiday. Wow, guess some things don't change.
Same time in 2004, I _______________. I'm just amazed it's been 2 years.
Check out a cache of my old blog I found online below:
Friday, November 19, 2004
Carpe Diem - Sieze the Day
Hold it one moment. "1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 -10." Breathe.
Have you realised we've only got 6 more weeks to 2005?
I can't help it, but numbers matter to me. I am officially 24 yrs and 6 mths old now. Worse, I don't even want to start counting backwards from the rest of my life to today. So many times I've projected the future when I was a teenager, and I thought things will fall into place by the time I reach the quarter-century, and now, I just heard from Oprah Winfrey that 20-something is the time you're just figuring out what you want to do with your life!
Ok, great, cuz somehow I've not gotten that figured, and supposedly I've another 5 years to do it. Am I getting into some kind of a quarter-life crisis? I hardly think so... Just that I think 30 is a tad to old to be starting life for me. Or issit?
Anyway, should you figure by now, this blog is probably not getting anywhere. If you want to save time you can stop reading from here. Wait, who is this reading my random thoughts. Who am I blogging to here? I'm going nutz.
I really am, ever since dunno when. It seems like there this constant tension within me that just won't cancel itself out. Everytime I think it's reached an equilibrium, something comes along and disrupts it in knee-jerk instance. Why? I think I am trying to figure myself out. The only thing I figured out about myself, which completely freaks me out, is that I am totally inconsistant. If I'm true to myself, I cannot even second-guess myself. Actually, I try to tell myself that I am not uniquely wierd. Let me explain that. Ever thought you're the only feeling a certain way, doing a certain very wrong thing and wondering whether you're normal, only to find that once you say it out, someone else totally understands what you are talking about and has experienced it before? Yes, that's true, it happens all the time! You are not alone in your idiosyncrasies! Only problem is, recently I'm getting less of that empathetic look but more of the "you're losing it" look. Hahha...
Anyway, I realise everytime I share about something emotional with my girlfriends, I'd stop and ask them "do you understand what I'm saying?" cuz sometimes, I am not so sure what I'm talking about myself... So comforting that they'll always nod and say yes. Amusing. Ya, I think I can't articulate myself well when I'm swarmed with emotions. Or when I'm talking to my newest crush. Same thing.
OK. Enough of this random musings. Before I lose you, the few readers who persevered through that thick paragraph of written diarrhoea(thank you thank you), here's some pics to keep you entertained.
Here's e pics of a "glam" event I went to... as u can see, for those who know which one is me, I cannot compare with those who went to "set their hair" and wore gowns! Real glam man... Venue: Shangri La (woohoo... my first time there!)
Just came back from a ministry camp over the long weekend. Definitely one of the best camps I went to. Why? Because we stayed in Holiday Inn Resort! I don't mean to come across as "mountain turtle", but I tell you, their service is EXCELLENT. Courteous staff, great place, good beds, nice bathtub, etc etc And what I spent most of my time doing? Playing bridge, pool, snooker, watching ESPN... Ah... sheer indulgence. Best camp ever. BEST. Hahahha...
So why the title? Because I'm anti-Carpe Diem! Muahahhaha... *going NUTZ* shucks... time to rethink what to do with my life before it's finally lost in meaningless bridge, pool, snooker, and watching ESPN...
There goes the internal struggle again.
My next entry, I blogged about how I fell off the treadmill after being inspired to jog. *roll eyes*
Thank God for a sense of humour.
shups! walked on the sunny side.
7.11.06.
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