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Tuesday, October 30, 2007

feeling a little volatile

不知道為什麼,我這個 blog 的 page 遍遍要被 stuck 在華文的 mode。害到我要一天到晚看 traditional chinese 字。哈哈哈!!天啊!我真的是超亂啊!! 可是要看在我很非常非常的用心給我多一點分啦。

前天跟老媽聊天時,跟她提出到台北找工做時,問她可不可一幫我看看她公司在台北的部門需要人幫忙嗎?她拒然說ok,會幫我打聽打聽。哇!我自己也不敢相信她原來那麼 supportive!好開心啊!!

ok。as usual... i'm tired after that outburst of chinese compo. shit man.. do you realise it's almost like me writing a freaking lousy primary school standard chinese compo?? I might as well throw in 風和日’li’ see lah.. i dun even know which 'li' to use. ahhhhhhhh!!!!!

anywayz, life's been pretty good. so far so good i must say. good meaning, i'm actually not screwing up or screwing anyone else's life up. i actually feel 'clean', like... no more sleazy, drunkard, i-dunno-what-the-fuck-happened sleazy shit. finally finished up with the ROM job i got. it was okay... nothing fantastic, could've been better but I guess i was kinda rusty. No excuses though... it's time i buck up.

what irks me most was that as much as, yes, the couple were possibly and probably the most friendliest couple in this millenium, everyone wanted to talk to them despite knowing that they were suppose to do their freaking tea ceremony before lunch commences! so... here i have my couple trying to walk to the front of the hall so they can commence their tea ceremony, there i have, people suddenly stopping them in their tracks and making stupid small conversations! like.. come on.. if you were impt, you wun have to wait till the wedding day to gush over the bride and congratulate the groom and blah blah... it just feels like one of those... they HAVE to talk to the couple.. and let people see them talking to the couple so they feel fucking important. i mean... urrghhh...

and then, they had to get SO many freaking photographers to take pics!! i mean, what's the point of even hiring one if you have another 10 waiting and taking up good photography spots and destroying the pictures by being IN the picture of the official photographer!?

oh.. lastly, my groom got drunk. that's funny lah... he's the 2nd groom in the history of my wedding planning career that I've seen drop like a fly. it was amusing until this fucking friend decided to put the blame on me (in front of his other friends, albeit jokingly... but STILL???) saying as wedding planner i should've helped the groom 擋酒. for goodness sake... then wat's the point of having the freakin brothers there?

urgh.. u know.. sometimes i wonder... do i really still love planning weddings or issit something i've made myself believe to love? do i? do i really?? in anycase, the fucker of a friend of the groom is still hounding me with smses and phonecalls (after pretending to be a potential client to get my no.) like.... FUCK OFFFFFF. go awayy!! wat's with me, guys and weddings anyway!?~ sigh.. not that it's all bad.. but.. aiyah!! not the point..

okay.. i'm suppose to be happpy. kekeke... no seriously, so pls pardon the outburst of vulgarity. i just don't like having to deal with irritants like that.

other than that, i am. the thought of leaving sq, the thought of finding something else to do. the thought of starting my life on a fresh clean slate. i knoe the shit i've done can never be erased. they've also done me no good cept to keep me firmly planted on my bed of thorns and roses. but they are the also the things that help me appreciate the good, the beautiful, and the simple in life. and for that, i thank god. and being at peace with him, actually makes me feel happy. like, i know there's nothing and there's no need to hide, anymore.

but once again, ... i'm not perfect and i'll never be. i'll make mistakes again, i'll screw up again but that's life, eh? i'll try NOT to though...

brings me to another point. do you really need to be in love or is seriously like someone, or even maybe an infactuation or hugeass crush, whatever.. but at which point will you allow it to get serious to the point of potentially breaking someone elses's heart? and how will you know, how do you tell one feeling from the other?

i'm just blabbering, in case you're wondering, NO, contrary to popular belief, I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT ME.

hokay! time to go shower!! i smell of aircraft!!

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