May 16, 2007
~ Randomly...
There's nothing I want from Hawaii. But in San Fran, pls try to find me a lesbian who'd marry me and take me away from this illusionary place.
There has never been any boundary to wishful thinking.
Have fun. Make babies. Kavitha needs a sibling.
xxx
I have a family at where I work. A very dysfunctional family. Complicated history, complex relationship. My daughter would love to start a blog about her very colourful family members and pet. If only she doesn't have so bloody damn many tuition. And more of a life.
Today is Daddy's last day at work. One month from now, sis and daughter will be leaving too, having completed their internship.
I have a new intern under me now. Very forthright, bubbly and eager to learn too. But, nobody can replace family.
Just the thought of June 16 depresses me. I think maybe I will just take a mc on that day. I can't handle departures. Damn.
xxx
In his last tear-jerking email to us, he wrote for me "Do not conform. That's your strength."
Do not conform. That's my strength. I keep thinking about the irony of it. Especially since I just wrote a couple days earlier that living is a matter of getting used to living. And earlier today, someone with work relations to me just told me that I would get used to being swarmed by work (after I sort of whined that I've tonnes of things to do and so many people wanted so many different things from me all at the same time). My question is, "Why should I get used to it?"
I don't conform to external pressure, and others' expectations of me. I think I don't. I know where I stand and what I want and not want from the various departments of my life; what I can compromise with and what I will not.
But, I bow really low to myself, to the voice within. I can't and don't want to fight it anymore. Let me be.
Empathy is always greatly appreciated. But I don't need anyone to understand.
The one-liner for today is here:
For how long could we fail before we surrendered? (Everything is illuminated,
Jonathan Safran Foer)
xxx
24 hours ago, she was still in office when I called. 24 hours later, she's in Beijing when I called.
I kind of relish the fact that we could be here in one moment and the next, we would be elsewhere. Elsewhere, away from here. Far, far away.
xxx
What do you do when the bus you are on is driven by a bus driver whose debut journey into the business of being a bus captain coincides with your attempt to make it to a particular place fast? And he drove and overshot and missed a turn and didn't know how to get back to the designated route. And some passengers had to get out of their seat, go to the front and help him navigate and tell him which bus stops to stop and which not to.
Is it more of a comedy (and I should just laugh it off) or an appalling standard of public transportation service (which I should write to the relevant company and complain about)?
I mean, really... what would you do? And they keep hiking the bus fares with all sorts of justifications.
xxx
The only good thing about wisdom tooth extraction is the 1 week MC that comes along with it. I just need to fix a date really soon.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:32