Saturday, December 18, 2010

Fishing?

No matter how I look at it, no matter how I try to justify, I seem to be trying to cast a wide "net" to increase chance. There are several possibilities. Then again, several seems a little too many, especially for the conservatives. Trying for too many will get me no where.

I think it is not fair to compare them, since every one is different. Then again, how do I even begin choose one when I cannot compare and every one gives the same feeling? Or is this just a passing phase? Many questions, no answers.

Coincidence

Gossip Lane Christmas Dinner today. It was good to see that girl recovering well emotionally from that "incident". Ok... It was a Japanese restaurant and no Christmas dishes. Still, it was a Christmas dinner. Left work at 1747 for dinner, came back at 2200 to resume work. Strangely, I actually felt good, despite the hassle of going out and coming back (think of the peak hour crowd and all).

Gift exchange was on the cards. However, I had to miss out (Work. Of course.). For the gift, I spent the day before scouring 3 shopping malls for 1.5 hours. There was actually another Christmas BBQ 2 weeks ago with my secondary school CCA people. I did not get any gift because it was too rushed. I kind of felt bad not to have put in more effort then. Actually, I found the gift at the very first shop but decided to look around some more. The moment I saw it, somehow, the image of one of the girls wearing them flashed past (Earphones. Not some strange stuff). Ok. I associate things and ideas with images or people I am familiar with. So this was one such occasion again. In the end, she really got it. One out of 5 or 6 chances.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Remembering Why I Need to Work Hard(er)

  1. To prove I earned my class and is a class above the rest.
  2. To prove my ability is not restricted to the theory.
  3. To repay the encouragements from my supervisors, seniors and important friends.
  4. To redeem myself from the poor performance last year (perhaps the most important reason).
Yes. Now is the time to go all out. Hold nothing back.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Split second wish for a shotgun

Yes. For a split second, I wished for a shotgun.

It happened like this: The time is about 2245. I finally finished work. Not a very good day though. Been at it since 1000 (on a SUNDAY). Weekends are actually not too bad... just that I think I hit my limits. So I was ready to rush to catch the bus. I opened the door. That was when it appeared.

Patches of black and white. Four legs. Claws. Yellow eyes. Long tail. Measuring... well.... 50cm? It is a feline. Ok. I am not too fond of animals. Watching them on TV and in the zoo is fine. But I would avoid animals if I can. Too troublesome I thought. I don't know what it is trying to say, it doesn't know what I am trying to say... etc etc etc. What's more, who knows what other organisms are hitching a ride on these animals that are perceived to be cute? Must be hungry again I thought - it didn't appear during dinner time. They are always hungry. I went back to get food. Then I turned and saw IT inside the room. BUT IT IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE ROOM!

Perhaps it is because I have been watching Resident Evil 4 walkthrough the past few days. My first thought was: Where's my shotgun? If this was a game and IT is the antagonist, I would not have hesitated to shoot it right away. Good riddance to a pest I would have thought. But my brain returned to real-life. Shotgun? I would be arrested for having weapon. Shooting at animal? That is breaking another law. Besides, IT is just a feline. Not some monster.

Ok. IT is in the room. What do I do? Trying to catching IT means running risk of getting clawed or bitten. Not good, considering I have pressing work to do in the future. I tried to lure it out. IT actually snarled at me and, let's say, took defensive manoeuvre - IT probably thinks the room has an endless stash of food  (or something to that end). Never did IT expect that not only there is no food, it cannot get out. First few attempts to lure it out did not quite work because the door did not cooperate and IT was very agitated.

Finally I got the door to open and IT dashed out. Stupidly, I went out too and the door closed behind me. The door is controlled by an access pass and I left mine in the room. Well done. What now?

At least I still can make my way home. That is what I did.

I supposed I cannot blame IT. How is IT supposed to know? If you ask me, yes. I was quite furious at that time. It was late. I spent my weekend at work. Then IT has to come "rub salt into my wound". Ok. Next time, I am going to watch the door closely.  I will avoid going that direction for the next few days. Not because I am afraid of IT. Let's just say I am tired of playing nice.