Viva La Resolutions

I've said earlier that I'm not making any resolutions for this year. But after a while, I decided to make one because I simply need it.

And my 2009 resolution is:

To wake up earlier everyday so I could reach the office on time.

So far I've failed numerous times. LOL. I'm not a morning person. But this morning I managed to do it and came to the office at 9 a.m. (I know that's late for most people but trust me, that's considered early in my place, because most of the times we came at 10 or even later).

Well, the main reason of my 'success' was because I had to finish some work and send it this morning. But hey, turns out I can do it. Hahah.

And over the last week, I've been looking at my friends' albums of Coldplay's Viva La Vida tour in Singapore recently, feeling so jealous and full of regrets of missing yet another opportunity of seeing them performing live.

Yes, another good opportunity -wasted, again. I was offered a free ticket during the X&Y concert a few years back by someone, which I had to refuse because I was so broke I couldn't even afford the plane ticket. This year I thought that I shouldn't go because, well, SGD is so high lately so it's better not to get myself broke afterwards.

BIG mistake.

To top up my jealousy, turned out there was Christian Lacroix 'The Costumier' exhibition at National Museum of Singapore around the same time. Argghhhh! Please, just kill me! Kill meee!!

Okay. So, I've made another resolution:

The next time Coldplay's coming down again for another concert in Singapore (most probably for their latest album), JUST STAB ME (or slap me or wank me -whatever!) if I don't hop into a plane A.S.A.P. to see them!!

And may this resolution be fulfilled.

Amen. 

Defining "Normal"

So I'm finally single again. Officially. After months of ambiguous status.

There isn't a real feeling of loss. Not anymore. I probably have gone through that feeling even before we agreed on saying, "It's over." Not much tears too, since I've used up most of it on the last few months.

Before, I looked single and felt single but I was still attached. Now I look single and feel single, and is really single.

Not much of a difference, eh?

I told one of my best friend today that I'm finally the new single in town. He congratulated me and I bet he was relieved to finally hear that. He told me that for once, he'd like to see me with a normal guy. Hopefully one who's going to be around when I need him.

I laughed it off and said, "Define 'normal'. That's rather relative, right? Just like 'nice' is relative."

"Yes. True. But just look around -that's what I would call normal. Heheheh."

Apparently he thought my exes are (mostly) abnormal. Then he carried on defining what would be 'normal' for me.

"One that's quite well accomplished, but still has the time to see his girlfriend."

"One that's quite well to do, so he could support his girlfriend's needs of certain liquid substances, and her urge to eat garnish at fancy restaurants."

"One that's fun and trusting, so he wouldn't try to keep his girlfriend away from her friends and of course from a certain charming chubby guy with a cap on." (that would be him -the chubby guy).

"One that's smart enough, but not cocky and condescending or acting like he's some sort of a superior breed like the Aryans and see others as the Dravidans of the society."

"Isn't that normal?"

I cracked out loud after what he said. The guy sure understands me a lot. Thank gawd for a buddy like him.

So any of you guys know any 'normal' guy around? Do give me a buzz or drop me a message. Meanwhile, I'll be mingling, flirting, and enjoying my singlehood until it's time to let it go again.

Cheers to that! And may the power of lychee martini be with me -as always.

Zsa Zsa Zou

My my..
There's this feeling
inside my tummy
that I can't quite explain.

It's somewhat queasy
somewhat ticklish
somewhat chaotic!

Ooh.. I know
I'm feeling
the zsa zsa zou
making me all
topsy turvy!

I hope this funny feeling
is a sign of
something lovely to come.

Butterflies

"It's actually good if you don't feel the butterflies in your stomach. That way you could see things rationally. Who knows, they (butterflies) might come later along the way."

"But where's the fun part? That queasiness you feel inside is what makes it all more exciting."

Well, I've learned that most times, the butterflies will get you nowhere near happy endings. That all the exciting flutters inside will eventually bring heartache and tears too.

But still...

Should I just go forth with it in a very level-headed manner, or should I wait for the butterflies to come fluttering by?

A Dream of Three Snakes

Previously, I've said that I don't dream when I sleep. Or rather, I hardly ever remembered them when I woke up. Which probably means that I had a deep sleep.

But lately I've been having restless nights which resulted in my body aching when I woke up in the morning or even headaches. I even could remember dreaming though I don't always remember what I dreamt about.

I had a weird dream a few nights ago and it was quite vivid. Since this is a rather rare case, I decided to write it down.

The dream centered around snakes.

I came home holding 3 cages which hold a snake in each. One is petite in size (small and rather short) but it glitters and sparkles as if it's covered in sequins. One is thin and of medium lenght, with orange and black stripes pattern. And one is big like a baby phyton, with the normal greenish brown skin pattern.

I couldn't recall why I bought them, but it couldn't be because I like them (because I'm quite petrified with snakes). But in that dream, I wasn't really scared.

The small glittery snake was rather snobbish or fierce. I picked it out of ts cage and it wiggled and writhed until it finally escaped from my hand and immeadiately disappeared. I tried to look for it but it had run away. I was scared that it went to the neighbor's house.

I remember that there was someone else there who was with me, but I couldn't really remember who.

Then the orange snake was suddenly out of its cage (I don't know how, don't ask). It was rather evil and I felt like it wanted to attack us. But just as it was slithering closer to us and got into an attacking/defencing position, suddenly the big snake came to our rescue.

It devoured the orange snake in one gulp.

I woke up not long after that. In my drowsiness I tried to grasp at what I just saw in my dream, trying to make sense out of it. But as many dreams are, it was bizzare and absurd.

I still don't know if it means anything though my colleague, Varin, is very certain that it does. She said the snakes must be representing a person or a situation (she even googled it down for me).

Anyone here could dechiper the meaning of dreams? Do let me know. =)