life is so damn good

Friday, November 30, 2007

I HAVE JAY CHOU CONCERT TICKETS SECOND ROW!!!!!!!!!

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the hard questions

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

It's one of those days where there's been plenty to do and plenty to see and you've done everything and seen everything and yet you come away from it feeling empty at the end.

It's not work, it's not the company, it's not even PMS. It just comes from having nothing to look forward to. Tuesday, so no WoW. Finished watching all my House and (for desperate situations only) Grey's Anatomy. Really don't feel like studying Japanese for test this Friday. No books. No comics. Not hungry, so that's not the reason. Not really sleepy either. Feeling a bit fat, but nothing a good pair of black pants can't hide. Just rebonded my hair, so it's not the frizziness. Not fighting with anyone at the moment. Not really irritated also, except at the usual suspects.

It's a restlessness, maybe. A sense of lack of accomplishment. Lack of distractions. Means I have to face the hard questions, like, what is the damn meaning of life anyway? I hate hard questions.

It's a good night for a drink. But not wine (too hoity) or beer (too earthy) or vodka (too crass). A melon Midori, with sprite. Like at Terry's house that one night where we watched a camp Taiwanese movie and played with his dogs and just said things without really talking. I feel a bit like that. Or at Yen's spartan shophouse with chwee kueh and bottled beer, sitting on the floor because there was no furniture. Something that fits the slightly angsty, self-conscious poseurish sort of mood.

It's a feeling that drifts by once in a while, that makes you appreciate the rest of your life that's driven and goal-oriented and absorbing and delicious. But it's good to savour, also, this slightly sad listnessless.

It's almost gone now. I can feel it lifting, amid my random conversations with random friends about pink calculators and failed social experiments. I laughed out loud, once, and that broke it.

Oh well. Think it's time to sleep.

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WoW hearthstone soap

Wednesday, November 21, 2007



HOW CUTE LAH!!!

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stressed

Friday, November 16, 2007

What do you buy someone who already has everything?

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so tired

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Left the office at 1am. Haven't worked so late for a really long time. But as I was walking out of the building, I started thinking: am I really working hard? Sure, I'm working long hours, and the work is tiring and tedious and draining and requires some measure of initiative and creativity. But is it hard work? Are people elsewhere working harder? Am I, as people have always called my kind, in fact a slacker who will fold at the earliest hint of real work?

Since there appears to be no answer in sight to that question, I shall talk about jumping the shark. If you don't know what it is, please look it up, because it is a very important concept. Also, if you're afraid of spoilers to popular TV shows, don't read anymore.

I think House has jumped the shark. End of season 3, when the whole team left. Season 4 was amusing for about five minutes but the interns are all wimps and I hate them. Except Thirteen, because we're meant to be manipulated into liking her. Which makes me hate myself.

Grey's Anatomy, in my opinion, jumped the shark at the end of season 2. Season 3 was blah. Meredith really gets on my nerves. She's like, I love Derek/I hate Derek, I'm clingy and dependent and emo/I'm independent and self-sufficient and blase, I'm a damaged mummy's girl/I'm a horny slut. Me, I'm just irritated. And what is up with George?? Why does EVERYONE love him?? He's so lumpy and wet! Completely unconvincing.

Friends jumped the shark when Chandler got fat. Will & Grace jumped the shark when Grace and Leo got divorced. The 70s show jumped the shark when Eric and Donna broke up. Desperate Housewives jumped the shark pretty much after Season 1. Sex and the City kind of jumped the shark when the Russian ballet dancer came into the picture, although it saved itself by committing suicide soon after that. Entourage jumped the shark when it became more about Medellin than about Ari Gold.

The only series I've followed that never jumped the shark was Arrested Development. That was probably because it only ran for three seasons, but also because it was just really that damn good.

Man, I've spent so much time watching TV shows. I should have been playing frisbee instead.


Photo credit: Dom

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how to be nice

Monday, November 12, 2007

"I've been doing a fair bit of reading of late of vaguely philosophical, spiritual stuff from a range of writers. And the underlying thread that jumps out at me is the fact that, well, nothing really matters.

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Amazingly, this realisation does not make me want to crawl up my own arse or into a cave or whatever and stop living life as I know it. Because the world will continue to go on around us and I hear caves are smelly. What does seem clearer is that there is little or no need to fret, stress, worry, anguish or feel angsty in any way as we go about our daily business because NOTHING really matters.

We should do things that make us and the other lifeforms around us that we care about happy. A kind word, nice gesture, hard work, smile, whatever makes it better... because it makes us feel better and happier as we wind our way through this current existence. And if we can help more people understand this, maybe there will be nicer vibes and less shit in the world as a whole. Which would make me happier. So that's what this post is about."



I always make snarky comments about N (now more out of habit than anything else, don't take it personally). But the truth is, some of his epiphanies have sparked off my own. In fact, I read this on Friday and I thought, har, must be quarter-life crisis. But the words kept sidling up to my brain throughout the weekend, and now they've taken it out for drinks and brought it home to their apartment.

This is the epiphany I would like to have; the way I would like to lead my life. I want to feel that conviction that nothing really matters, and let that spur me on to be a nicer person. But it's a struggle, because, well, I'm really not that nice a person, whereas I think under the whole queen-bitchiness N actually is.

To be perfectly honest, I've always been a little afraid of being nice because I'm terrified it will make me a boring person. If you don't see the flip side of things and you don't bitch about human nature, that's a good 70% of interesting conversation eviscerated. But this is a stupid reason not to be nice to people, and - more importantly - nice about people.

So this shall be my new undertaking. I will stop myself from saying spiteful things. I can't help the thoughts, for now, but I'm banking on the fact that lack of expression will frustrate them and they will find another outlet (hopefully not pimples). I think you can be bitchy without being spiteful, and I will try to find the fine line that separates the two.

Basically, I'm trying to be a better person, something I've never really felt I had to do. But then again I've never thought of myself as a bitter person until now. I have to stop it eating away at everything - before it's all gone and there's no point even trying anymore.

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