The most ridiculous part of my life - Grandma
Sometimes, it really is a wonder to talk to my grandmother at wee hours in the morning. Because then, you never know what she's about to say. Yes, I should be in bed because I need to be up at approximately 6.30am and leave the house around 8.30am to reach the air port at around 9.15am. Aunty Alice is leaving, and it was only a week ago that she arrived here in Singapore.
Yes, I'm extremely sad to see her go, but I know she must. Already plans are underway to save enough to go visit her next year, maybe I'll take a short trip to the USA to visit, you know who. I've already planned that to wear tomorrow, and I will definitely be taking a tons of photographs. Oh, that reminds me I need to charge my camera batteries lest they die on me tomorrow while taking an important photo. There, charging my camera battery and my phone.
Nothing really interesting happened today. Same old routine on Thursdays, school, work and, well. It was to Aunty Alice's hotel room this evening, chatted with her for a bit before heading home. Ok, maybe another surprising thing that happened today was talking to my Grandma. Just thinking about the stuff she said today still makes me laugh. Hahas! I'm not really up for repeating what of what was said because that just brings back some memories, that I'd like to keep in my head for me and me alone. Still, I really wonder how some people can be so blind. I mean, yes, love makes us blind and it's really wonderful to be in love. But, doesn't being in a relationship means that you have to give and take? I mean, it looks really tired to always be the one whose giving, and giving, and giving and giving. I should know right, hahas. But jokes aside, I still don't understand and I doubt I ever will.
So, it's to bed with me. Hopefully after this week, with no new classes starting at work I will have more time on my hands to complete my notes. It's frustrating how all my notes still have that pink reminder slip that I need to complete them. It is pretty annoying, and not to mention difficult to put the books into my bag without squishing them. Hahas. Yupp, only Amanda thinks about not squishing her pink reminder slips. Okie, bed time. Thanks for dropping by, and I'm actually beginning to think that no one's actually been around here in a long while. So, I suppose, this is kinda like a personal thing. Well, until someone stumbles upon it. Who knows, maybe my prince charming just might!
Friday, December 4, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Sometimes, the best solution is to just walk away.
Wow, it's been such a hectic day. Not to mention such a hectic start to the first week of December. Yes, we are now officially only 29 days away from 2010.
One reason why it's such a hectic start to the first week of December is because I need to get all the work done for Groove, and school's been ridiculously annoying. Just yesterday, I had 6 hours of lessons, back to back. First three hours of Human Resource Management followed by three hours of Financial Reporting. Which ended at 10pm and I had to be in school the next day again at 8.30am. Nevertheless, I took a break with mummy and had sinful food. After that, I rushed to shower and got some work done before heading to bed at approximately, 12am. And then today, my normally hectic Tuesday. It started with waking up at 5am to Josh's text message of his overly busy day yesterday. I jumped right back into bed, only to be woken up at 6am to the latest Channel News Asia news update. Yes, by this time I was awfully annoyed. The birds outside my window nor the dog outside my door were helping matters with making a noise when I'm just about to fall back asleep. This resulted in me being half an hour early for class. Yes, for the first time in two years, I was in school at 8.00am. Well, it wasn't entirely my fault as there seemed to be less of a jam on the U-turn to school, even Ming Shi was shocked at the lack of traffic. I guess miracles do happen when you're praying hard enough for them. After class, I decided to skip lunch because I wasn't feeling particularly hungry. -inserts three boring hours of Amanda trying desperately to study and not check her phone constantly for messages-
Managerial Economics was awfully. It wasn't the lecturer today, or the actual topic itself. It was just that I couldn't keep myself awake. Yes, I kept yawning and almost falling asleep in class! It was terrible, absolutely terrible. And after class, we whisked off for dinner. And that is when, the fun begins.
It started with realizing a sudden influx of people for the dinner itself. At first it was a creeping worry and then, when everyone started arriving, it became an even worse problem. Still, I'm awfully happy I had those two slices of Cheesecake just before we left. People who clearly weren't invited, still had the decency to turn up. I mean, it's ridiculous when you're not even part of the damn family. How thick must your skin be to always be looking for a free meal? Obviously I didn't say anything, because it wasn't my place and that's why I'm saying it out here. People who I thought I could handle seeing, which apparently given my current state of mind, I actually couldn't. Which upset me terribly, but alas, Smile. Nod. Pretend. And in that moment of confusion, we made a decision to just walk away. It wasn't really that hard of a decision, since we had a relatively clear view of how someone else would have reacted (and not a good reaction under any circumstance), it was much easier to walk away smiling and telling a lie, while saving everyone the trouble and mess. Feedback from the dinner was that everyone more or less had enjoyed themselves. Personally, I'm just glad I had my two slices of Cheesecake, I'm not sure if they ever did serve the Pana Cotta again, but I'm happy to be kept in the dark. Some things are better left unsaid.
So, we had a wonderful time together, like we always do. It is terrible how retail therapy is working out so wonderfully well for me. A new vest, which can be buttoned up and actually makes me look sexy. Which I personally think is a tough feat to manage xP A new set of PJs. I seem to be in the mood of wearing PJs, but they are oh-so-comfortable and who doesn't like looking cute in bed? Dinner was another matter, and my theory that a smile goes a long way was actually proven today. It never hurt to smile at someone, and frankly, I don't know why some people don't do it anymore these days. And you complain why service staff are so dull, cranky and upset looking all the time. It's because they look at your dull, upset looking and snobbish face half the time, deflecting their smiles that it just becomes a tiresome thing to do. Yes, I know from experience. My whole day can be shot to hell just as someone comes through the front door, nose in the air, eyes looking down her nose and acting like I was paid to serve her, and only her. Anyway, I'm diverging. I tend to do that a lot, it seems to be a curse. Or a blessing, depending on which side of the line you're on. After dinner, we headed back to the hotel to sit around and chit chat with Aunty Alice. Seeing as how you've already ploughed through so much, I shan't put you through anymore torture of what happened and we shall fast forward to when we were just heading home.
The things you hear about things that have been said always have a way to shock you. It doesn't matter how well you think you know the person who said it, or how well you try to explain the situation, words will always have the power to shock you. Take for instance, something I heard today on the way home. The first thing that came to mind was, 'How can someone be so critical of their mother and not know they are hurting her feelings?' Sure, I admit I have been rude or critical to my mother at times, but I am trying my best to not be like that to her. I don't think this individual is even trying! Do you know how I know that I was obviously not in the capacity to handle anymore emotional stress, or situations? I started tearing up, and I felt like screaming out in anger. Let's face facts, every single one of us doesn't always see eye to eye with our mothers. Sometimes, we just wish they'd leave us be. Sometimes, we wish they'll learn to change their ways. And more often than not, they don't. Still, I wouldn't think that gives you the right to put her down at almost every opportunity, or even to instantly place the blame on her. Since you've made it this far, I really should tell you now that the following paragraph will just be me venting because there are so many things I want to correct, that I cannot because I am not in the position to do so (sometimes, I wish I could say 'screw respect') and whatever said, shall remain between me and you. And well, whoever else is reading this. That is where it ends.
How do you think she feels? Your mother, when you treat someone else of similar authority better than you've ever treated her? When you see her more often now, than you did before someone else (of obviously more importance to you) came down? When you chastise her for a mistake that was yours, and she never even said a word about it? Obviously, you are without concern because I am upset about you doing all this! Yes, the only reason I'm not saying this to your face is because you're older than me, and I still have to respect you as part of this family. But if I was given leeway to say what I will, you can bet I'll bring this up. Not to mention that ridiculous person you keep bringing around. He doesn't greet anyone at family gatherings. He doesn't pay for anything at family gatherings. He doesn't belong at a family gathering. See my point? I always thought that love was blind, but I didn't think that love would blind you to what should mean the most to you in your life (of course, that's not including God or your religion). You know, maybe the next time it happens, I will stand up and protect the ones that mean more to me than you do.
Tomorrow is another long day, as is Thursday and Aunty Alice is leaving on Friday morning. I don't expect to be dried eyed when she's left, and just thinking about it now is making me just a little upset. Well, it is about time I get some sleep. Thanks for dropping by and listening to me vent, I really needed that after all that happened today.
One reason why it's such a hectic start to the first week of December is because I need to get all the work done for Groove, and school's been ridiculously annoying. Just yesterday, I had 6 hours of lessons, back to back. First three hours of Human Resource Management followed by three hours of Financial Reporting. Which ended at 10pm and I had to be in school the next day again at 8.30am. Nevertheless, I took a break with mummy and had sinful food. After that, I rushed to shower and got some work done before heading to bed at approximately, 12am. And then today, my normally hectic Tuesday. It started with waking up at 5am to Josh's text message of his overly busy day yesterday. I jumped right back into bed, only to be woken up at 6am to the latest Channel News Asia news update. Yes, by this time I was awfully annoyed. The birds outside my window nor the dog outside my door were helping matters with making a noise when I'm just about to fall back asleep. This resulted in me being half an hour early for class. Yes, for the first time in two years, I was in school at 8.00am. Well, it wasn't entirely my fault as there seemed to be less of a jam on the U-turn to school, even Ming Shi was shocked at the lack of traffic. I guess miracles do happen when you're praying hard enough for them. After class, I decided to skip lunch because I wasn't feeling particularly hungry. -inserts three boring hours of Amanda trying desperately to study and not check her phone constantly for messages-
Managerial Economics was awfully. It wasn't the lecturer today, or the actual topic itself. It was just that I couldn't keep myself awake. Yes, I kept yawning and almost falling asleep in class! It was terrible, absolutely terrible. And after class, we whisked off for dinner. And that is when, the fun begins.
It started with realizing a sudden influx of people for the dinner itself. At first it was a creeping worry and then, when everyone started arriving, it became an even worse problem. Still, I'm awfully happy I had those two slices of Cheesecake just before we left. People who clearly weren't invited, still had the decency to turn up. I mean, it's ridiculous when you're not even part of the damn family. How thick must your skin be to always be looking for a free meal? Obviously I didn't say anything, because it wasn't my place and that's why I'm saying it out here. People who I thought I could handle seeing, which apparently given my current state of mind, I actually couldn't. Which upset me terribly, but alas, Smile. Nod. Pretend. And in that moment of confusion, we made a decision to just walk away. It wasn't really that hard of a decision, since we had a relatively clear view of how someone else would have reacted (and not a good reaction under any circumstance), it was much easier to walk away smiling and telling a lie, while saving everyone the trouble and mess. Feedback from the dinner was that everyone more or less had enjoyed themselves. Personally, I'm just glad I had my two slices of Cheesecake, I'm not sure if they ever did serve the Pana Cotta again, but I'm happy to be kept in the dark. Some things are better left unsaid.
So, we had a wonderful time together, like we always do. It is terrible how retail therapy is working out so wonderfully well for me. A new vest, which can be buttoned up and actually makes me look sexy. Which I personally think is a tough feat to manage xP A new set of PJs. I seem to be in the mood of wearing PJs, but they are oh-so-comfortable and who doesn't like looking cute in bed? Dinner was another matter, and my theory that a smile goes a long way was actually proven today. It never hurt to smile at someone, and frankly, I don't know why some people don't do it anymore these days. And you complain why service staff are so dull, cranky and upset looking all the time. It's because they look at your dull, upset looking and snobbish face half the time, deflecting their smiles that it just becomes a tiresome thing to do. Yes, I know from experience. My whole day can be shot to hell just as someone comes through the front door, nose in the air, eyes looking down her nose and acting like I was paid to serve her, and only her. Anyway, I'm diverging. I tend to do that a lot, it seems to be a curse. Or a blessing, depending on which side of the line you're on. After dinner, we headed back to the hotel to sit around and chit chat with Aunty Alice. Seeing as how you've already ploughed through so much, I shan't put you through anymore torture of what happened and we shall fast forward to when we were just heading home.
The things you hear about things that have been said always have a way to shock you. It doesn't matter how well you think you know the person who said it, or how well you try to explain the situation, words will always have the power to shock you. Take for instance, something I heard today on the way home. The first thing that came to mind was, 'How can someone be so critical of their mother and not know they are hurting her feelings?' Sure, I admit I have been rude or critical to my mother at times, but I am trying my best to not be like that to her. I don't think this individual is even trying! Do you know how I know that I was obviously not in the capacity to handle anymore emotional stress, or situations? I started tearing up, and I felt like screaming out in anger. Let's face facts, every single one of us doesn't always see eye to eye with our mothers. Sometimes, we just wish they'd leave us be. Sometimes, we wish they'll learn to change their ways. And more often than not, they don't. Still, I wouldn't think that gives you the right to put her down at almost every opportunity, or even to instantly place the blame on her. Since you've made it this far, I really should tell you now that the following paragraph will just be me venting because there are so many things I want to correct, that I cannot because I am not in the position to do so (sometimes, I wish I could say 'screw respect') and whatever said, shall remain between me and you. And well, whoever else is reading this. That is where it ends.
How do you think she feels? Your mother, when you treat someone else of similar authority better than you've ever treated her? When you see her more often now, than you did before someone else (of obviously more importance to you) came down? When you chastise her for a mistake that was yours, and she never even said a word about it? Obviously, you are without concern because I am upset about you doing all this! Yes, the only reason I'm not saying this to your face is because you're older than me, and I still have to respect you as part of this family. But if I was given leeway to say what I will, you can bet I'll bring this up. Not to mention that ridiculous person you keep bringing around. He doesn't greet anyone at family gatherings. He doesn't pay for anything at family gatherings. He doesn't belong at a family gathering. See my point? I always thought that love was blind, but I didn't think that love would blind you to what should mean the most to you in your life (of course, that's not including God or your religion). You know, maybe the next time it happens, I will stand up and protect the ones that mean more to me than you do.
Tomorrow is another long day, as is Thursday and Aunty Alice is leaving on Friday morning. I don't expect to be dried eyed when she's left, and just thinking about it now is making me just a little upset. Well, it is about time I get some sleep. Thanks for dropping by and listening to me vent, I really needed that after all that happened today.
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