December 31, 2009
The end of this page
The truth is,
this year did not turn out to be quite the year that I had hoped and planned (not seriously enough, obviously) for it to be.
I did take up the German class, and with a quick glance at my notes, can recall the use of the different forms of declension quite well. But, can I speak German now? Nope. Not at all. Just the 'Ich bin Jancy' bit is still fine. Following that, I learnt a little about wines, from the same teacher. But, chardonnay or shiraz? Honestly, I still say, "Gimme a beer, baby!"
Didn't go for any baking, cooking, culinary class. But, had my own creations of fried rice (paradise), improved tremendously in cooking pasta aglio olio (verified by my mum, jasmine and emman), built a budding relationship with potato (think potato salad n mashed potato) and passed the half-way mark in cooking pan-fried fish fillet with herbs.
The year of learning is closing, without much to boast about. What a shame! But, who cares?! I never kept any resolutions. In sum, it's been a year of the very usual-highs and the very-usual lows, with some unusual highs in between.
With the year's dusk nearing and the new year's dawn pushing, I continue to meet the necessary in the everyday-living, while finding my path, my position to stand tall in this order of things.
Dear friends, in the year to come, have a happy one!
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 17:05
December 28, 2009
In the stars
Virgo - December 2009Coupled up? The holidays can be wonderful but can also be tough. You don’t like his family, he doesn’t like yours. Or you have two families who all get along but are very spread out – so you have to switch it up every year which means one family misses out…and this can definitely cause problems and issues within the relationship. It’s a shame there are so many stresses and strains on us all during and before the holidays but there are. All you can do is recognize this and try not to let the strains put too much of a strain on you and your relationship.===Oh yea, baby! Oh, yea! Been there, done that! Trying to avert now. haha...self-chant: "Different upbringing, different upbringing... Don't get into an argument... Don't get into an argument... It's the situation, not the person... It's the situation, not the person..."Luckily, I also find myself in a pile of messy, randomly disorganized pile of paperwork. Sorting that out distracts me for awhile. Plus, looking into the budding biz venture excites the grouch out of me for awhile. The part-time interviewer job pre-occupies me awhile too. It's serious how busy doing 3 part-time 'work' concurrently can be. Not to mention my love-hate job - tuition.Let's sleep, Gunther. Mm... your fur's soooo smoothh... ooth.. th... zzz....zzzzzzzz..........
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 00:26
December 27, 2009
This Christmas
There's something funny going on..."Hark! The Visa-Master sing,Glory to Christmas Shopping!""God, I'm doing... all I can... to be a better ham (Bethlehem)."to the tune of Robbie Williams' "Better man""Hickery dickery dock (ticktock)A woman jumps over the wallShe knocks the Pope, and make him fallHickery dickery dock (ticktock)"Thanks, Karen!"Last Christmas, I gave you my heart.But the very next day, you gave it away.This Christmas, to save me from tears, I'm giving you a lousy T-shirt."em: The Sunday mass after Christmas is called The Feast of the Holy Family. me: Fist? You mean, the fist (shows a fist) of the Holy Family?I think it's the side-effect of attending too many church masses, sitting on a bench, observing people and letting the wicked creative juice flow.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 18:35
December 23, 2009
No kids, pls.
I think one of the reasons why I do not want to have kids of my own is that I'm afraid my own child will turn out like what my sisters (and sometimes, myself) have turned out to be for my mum. Sometimes, I feel like I will bring my parents, especially my mum, with me if I get to move out and stay on my own. I think it's very much about communication. Again. It's all about that word.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:54
pet-talk
The pretext...
Didi was sitting, pensively, on Emman's lap while we were discussing how people who eat dog meat, kill the dog. (disclaimer: it's just a casual discussion and we are definitely NOT dog-meat eaters)
em: They put the dog in a sack, and then, bludgeon it to death.
me: That's soooo cruel!
didi: I think I recall something like that happened to me in my past life... xxxem: Poor Didi... You had a difficult past life.didi: (Just what's the meaning of life?)em: You must have hoped to become a man in this life...didi: (Just what's the meaning of life?)em: but ended up, still a dog. Next life, you hope to be dog food.me: Ya, aim lower. didi: (Oh, shuddup!) *scratch scratch
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:43
One of those conversations...
me: But eating dog meat is just... so cruel... you just can't eat them.
em: Why not? They are man's best friend.
me: Ya? And even better if they are between two buns?
xxx
me: You are the almost-perfect son! Does your mum know of any of your bad points?
em: Ya.
me: Like...
em: Bad communication. She knows I'm bad in communication.
me: Really? How?
em: Ya. 'Cos when I call her, she's always the one talking.
xxx
me: That's what she likes. To her, you are very good in communication. You do all the listening and she does all the talking.
em: Ya, that's right.
xxx
me: You know, people do change when you get to know them more and better.
anna: Ya, familiarity breeds laziness and disgusting habits.
xxx
anna: You know, people divorce on all kinds of reasons.
me: True.
anna: One day, I may tell my husband that I'm divorcing him simply because he's too dirty.xxxanna: At least, when your husband is home, he helps to do the housework. ade: Ya, he does. anna: Mine, I even need to call home and remind him to pour water for himself.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:29
December 12, 2009
pet-talk
The pretext...
After misplacing hope on Emman for the past 20 mins, and realising that Emman's dinner has all been eaten up by himself, without even a shred of chicken dropping within 30-cm radius of him, Sydney (aka Didi) turned to walk away, slumped on the cold, cruel marble floor.
The talk...
me: Didi is so disappointed.
em: Didi... you cannot eat lah...
Didi: Whatever. Next life, I want to be dog food.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 21:36
December 07, 2009
one of those conversations...
me: We better rush back, so you can watch Fringe. em: No lah, it's ok.me: Why? You can download it?em: I already. Actually I already watched it. me: (duh-eyes) Then?em: But I still want to watch it... me: Ya, on channel 5...?em: Ya, I have to watch it so that the viewership rating will be high and they will continue to show it, the next season. me: (rolls eyes) Can you remind me to blog about this later?I think it's an occupational habit (or hazard) of a Market Researcher. IT'S all about ratings.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:10
Everything is possible...
... in Newton Circus Food Centre.Including a $2 Nasi Padang. That will be 3 dishes (non-meat) with rice. Emman's lunch for today. $2? Newton Circus??? This can make the headline, mann...
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 22:56
December 04, 2009
introspective
This came to me two days ago, while I was on the train ride to work, and purged from my earphones were familiar tunes that I used to listen to some 2 years ago - what I call the depressing music. I guess, the thing about feeling sad or disappointed intensely, about the people or things around you, is that, it is also the time when you really get in touch with yourself, your innermost feelings. It is the time you just look inwards and feel what you feel, and in a way, indulge in that. Happiness is more distracting. There are always people around to share happiness, people who are more than ready to share your happiness, whether you would like them to or not. Sometimes, it's like, the feeling of happiness is not entirely your own; you can't own it fully and feel its entirety just on your own. But, the feeling of sadness, hopelessness, depressive feelings... those are really, truly entirely your own. In a way, that's comforting. In a way, to own a feeling in its entirety makes you feel more alive, even if and especially when that's accompanied by serious pangs of loneliness. I believe, he or she who has not fully tasted loneliness, for a prolonged period of time, lacks the perspective to understand what I just wrote. Or perhaps, some people are just more adaptable to being alone and being lonely. The ironic thing is, I actually, honestly miss those moments, sometimes. Not of loneliness, but of being able to immerse in the purest form of an emotion and to totally be overwhelmed by it such that, for that duration of overwhelmed state, nothing seems to matter. It's just my depressing mp3s and me. Yup. That's the kind of moment.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 00:30