I was creating an email filter earlier today and I saw a whole bunch of empty mails from the past.

1970. 17 years before I was even born.

Maybe I was destined to have this job.

This iz ma destinyyyyy!

*hiccups*

By the way, haven’t been around much lately. You know what they say the more happening your blog…the less happening your life and vice versa. *anticipates bashing from bloggers*

It was Mid Autumn festival yesterday and I did nothing except eating a few slices of mooncake received from an event.

These are not the ones I had yesterday, these are just cute ones that deserve pictures =D

Hope you had fun playing candles in the rain!

I was about to hit “Play” on Windows Media Player to watch this supposedly sexy movie according to Chubs and Angie.

Chloe

Then I decided Nahhh! I should save the movie for another time. Some other time when I’m not having this much huuhaa going on up in the head. I’m sure I’d be able to better enjoy that movie when I’m all carefree and this clogged up with thoughts. So instead of watching that movie, I decided on doing something more entertaining (according to my dictionary) which then lead me to this page, typing this. ThiS. and ALL THESE. I was reading my old entries and I felt the need to inject something more personal into this space because this space is starting to feel a little foreign to me. I used to just log into to blogger and start yakking away including a lot of awful colors in my text but wordpress just feels so prim and proper I can’t seem to go yankeedoodle on my blog! So yes, I’ve decided to blog in my usual stream of thought kinda way that I used to a lot back in the past. *peace*

Blogging this way just feels more liberating but can be a pain to whoever’s reading because of my bad English, grammar, lack of punctuation and more abrupt endings. But I just have to let this (insert horrible object ) out in a way that doesn’t seem like it’s being let out too obviously, you know here at my blog the usual style has always been the subtle, vague emo blog posts disguised as a graphic or some horribly written paragraphs.

I feel like I need a vacuum cleaner to suck em all out, assuming these thoughts are in the form of little particles of dust. Once I get them all out, I’ll be needing to arrange them all in little bottles, which I would then place in little compartments far back in my head, like wayyy back in the store room at the attic with 5 locks kinda far back.  These thoughts, I want placed so deep that only my shrink would be the only person who is allowed to discover them upon hypnotizing me. It will be my darkest secrets, my regrets in life, my worries, my confessions and most importantly my drafted out blog posts that never got published because I didn’t want people reading them. All of you and you, guilt.

All of you sift yourselves into your categories straight into the bottles and roll yourselves into that store room. Go away for now and leave me alone. Meet my shrink (possibly someone I used to study with) later in my life. kthkbai.

What’s on my mind?

a) The sun shining bright on the top of the building opposite my office block that’s causing me to squint at my laptop screen

b) What I should be doing this weekend? Would it be one of those quiet nights where I will be home early or will I be out yum chaing somewhere with somebody

c) The chicken soup I just had which was made by my grandma. It had capsicum (a type of veg I’m slowly learning not to hate), Cabbage, chicken (duhh), carrots and erm soup.

d) The itch on my left arm that is irritating me every other minute. Possibly due to some lotion I applied earlier today, or not.

e) The mess I have in my room that is taking up more space than it’s supposed to. It’s not even supposed to be taking up any space actually.

f) How hard it is to actually blog.

g) The alphabet that comes after G.

h) The possibility of me being a much more horrible person than I am now and the other possibilities in life that would come about as a result of that.

i) Should I drive to work or take the LRT tomorrow morning?

j) How many more koalas will I be adding onto my collection of koalas on my table at work. Count is at 3 now, on par with Fresh. Not too bad.

k) How should I phrase that email to sound firm (like I’m not kidding bitch kinda firm) yet nice ( I would bake you cookies kinda nice)

l) Would my falsies last for a few more rounds?

m) If I’m ever on your mind? Cos for me it happens all the time. It’s a quarter past 3, afternoon tea and I want some tea.

n) How could someone, anyone… humans dump their babies?

o) I thought I saw a doughnut when I looked over to find some CDs lying somewhere in the office.

p) How one’s ego could possibly be in the way of him or her succeeding in what he or she is trying hard at.

q) What does this button do?

r) Whom I should be calling.

s) The whole world should be on BBM, because I just got a Blackberry.

t) My love for white A4 double A paper. Every single 80gms of it.

u) How holding grudges about the past and being in denial of 0ne’s problems is holding one back from being happy.

v) Lizards. Just lizards.

w) What Ifs.

x) Things to add on to my to do list before I die.

y) None of the above.

z) All of the above.

Answer : _____

Winner gets to hear Justin Bieber sing on the radio.He’s awesome, I tell you.

When things don’t go according to your plans and you get stressed up. Take a step back out of the box. Try a different method of dealing with that situation. Because after all,

the outcome of it will be (most of the time), somewhat rewarding. =)

Life is wonderful.

In fact, I have so many that I need answers to.

Edit: I’m glad it didn’t work out.

The Relationship between Stress, Social Support and Social Well-Being” was the title of my thesis. I did a lot of research in that area but I never really saw a point in my research, the experience going through my whole research to data collection to reporting and presenting it left me with a…..so what? So what if I found what I found.

For some odd reason I kinda feel like rewriting my thesis because I’m getting a lot of first hand experience in that area.

I can’t believe its ending already…