pursuit of happiness.

I realised one thing about myself, that when I'm not concentrating on doing something, like when I'm travelling or lumping in bed, my thoughts tend to stray around. And I don't mean looking at who is wearing the shortest skirt, you pervs. Haha. I tend to reflect on what's going on in my life, and muse about life.

I was thinking about the lengths people go through in their own pursuits of happiness, be it money, money, or money. And nope, I didn't have a typo. I do agree that money does bring a lot of happiness to those that have a lot of it. So happiness is proportional to money. I am having a severe financial crunch now, but it doesn't necessarily make me unhappy, though I still am unhappy about not having adequate money. But the point I'm trying to make it that, well at least for me, is that real happiness for me comes in the form of Security. Having your good friends around you, knowing that they are the ones you can rely on, being in a familiar environment, comforts in the most subtle way.

Is it dangerous to trust too much that you will get hurt in the end? Or trust too little and be too cynical, and left alone?

Ah hell, this is life.

scrubbed.

The comedy sitcom Scrubs, and my intestines were thoroughly scrubbed during my bout of food poisoning. I realised one thing during my cruise, is that I like to hold mental monologues in my head. *flashback to the episode in Scrubs that J.D was saying the exact same thing* haha. I'm kinda weird in a way huh. But I think I kinda can relate to Scrubs as the way the sitcom goes is that it is narrated by the inner voice of the main characters with some of the quirky things that we usually make up in our minds to entertain ourselves.

Speaking about entertaining ourselves, I was rather bored during the cruise even though the service was impeccable. The staff were extremely friendly and I feel that you're indebted to smile back and not cause trouble for them cos they Really pamper and suit to your needs. Wow. Each table during dinner had their own personal waiter & assistant waiter, check that out, and the waiter assigned to me was a real funny guy. When he was clearing the plates for desert, he was mumbling to himself "..calories, calories, calories.." quite amusing. Maybe I'll try to upload one of the many dining table tricks he was performing for our table below.

*fails miserably as I find out I haven't uploaded the photos from my camera yet.

*uploads photos 3months later~



But the sumptuous dinner aside, there wasn't much entertainment during the day, save for the after dinner entertainment show. That got me holding a rather large amount of mental monologues in my head, ranging from the downright quirky to the more zen ones. Here's one of the more zen ones :

Friends. Friendships. What does one expect in a friendship? Basic ones like being there for a friend, not disappear randomly, being able to talk and connect. But I find it kinda sad when friends start to take advantage of you, thinking that you are always going to be there for them, stating that its a rule and the norm that you have to take care of them, even though the friendship that one expects is NOT reciprocated. Its worse when friends start fitting you according to their other friends' schedule, making the excuse that yes, they DO make time for you. Strange no? But rather irritating too.

Oddly enough, I had a mental monologue ABOUT my mental monologues, wondering if I spend too much time thinking to myself.

Hmm. =/

back from the dead.

So I went to see the doctor again, complaining of super stomach cramps. As it turns out, I caught a viral infection, causing me to have BOTH food poisoning and indigestion. Just imagine, one is trying to come out of my body, the other is staying in my body - titanic battle. Like Man Utd vs Chelsea, Spiderman vs Venom, Werewolves vs Vampires (i wonder what in their history causes them to keep fighting the other..)

I had so much wind in my tummy last night I gained some enlightenment through the pain. I had the indigestion equivalent of stomach cramps and I finally understood why girls are so cranky during that time of the month, imagine having going through that pain once every month, I wouldn't be able to take it smiling. So girls, yes I understand your pain, and I sympathise, and I'm glad I'm not in your shoes.

I think I'll take it as a good thing that I'm starting to fantasize over deliciously oily food like the McSpicy, having survived the past two days only on bread and water, but I will resist, for I have to get totally well first for my cruise.

Its T-20hrs before I board the cruise and I haven't packed anything. Hmm.

Ah well.

poisoned.

I'm going to totally swear off oysters. What started off as a little midnight diarrhoea on monday rapidly decended to me puking everything out at 4am later. It totally zapped me of energy for the day later, just spending the day in bed, half of the time asleep, the other half delirious with pain. Having food poisoning is such a horrible experience that I seriously wouldn't to wish it upon anyone else but my most terrible enemies. (Dr Eggman Robotnik, The Joker, Barney & Oysters.)

I'm slowly getting my energy back now, hopefully would be able to get some of my appetite back.

-death to oysters.

ramblings.

Today as I was walking along the streets, I was thinking that, the older I got, the more things I had to say, i.e. im getting more and more lor sor. Perhaps another reason I decided to have this blog, as no one would probably want to listen to all my inner ramblings, apart from myself. ha. But think about it, in my younger days (HAHA!) when blogging was quite the craze, everyone was like pressured to keep posting, and most of the posts were quite forced, and actual quality contents were found wanting. But I'm not one to judge on the quality of posts, looking at my own rubbish thoughts that have materialised in the posts. (i still like to re-read my crap.)

I was thinking about the purpose of my blog, and what do I want to achieve with it, and I figured I'd like to find out how my thought processes have matured and changed over the years, should be quite interesting though.

I was trying to do an online check-in for my cruise onboard the caribbean cruises and by god, I have never seen such a long and irritating list of options and stupid questions while doing the check-in. Fine, one can say its quality service accomodating to each individual passenger, but for this grumpy passenger here, just let me check in and you can pamper me when I'm actually onboard your ship.

*goes on a long rant of how some places have low efficiency and bad service.

But seriously, I can understand how Singapore is rated high in efficiency for the service side, and we're all too used to the standards here to appreciate it. One good example is our famed Changi Airport Immigration Counters. I went to Taiwan for a holiday in November 2008. Singapore has that automated gate that makes use of the new biometric passport to clear immigration - love it. When i was in Taiwan returning to Singapore, there was no automated gate (fine forgiven), and there was only 5 human counters working with the queue rapidly swelling but were clearing people so slowly! Absolutely Annoying. Especially when we were all trying to do some last minute duty free shopping. I have no idea how Changi Airport trains their staff, but they're so much faster compared to the staff in Taiwan.

*rambles on how much I love the efficiency in Singapore.

-pauses for awhile.

*rambles on how difficult it is to live in Singapore with all the rising costs.

sigh.

strained eyes.

With much difficulty, I have finally managed to put a shoutbox up. My eyes are dying due to the strain of looking through the html codes and all. God help me.

Anyway, I don't really see the importance of a diary to me, the last time my secondary school chinese teacher tried to get us to keep a journal, I treated it like homework and the supposed desired effect described to us by our teacher, i.e. we're supposed to think back and see how long a journey we have gone through for the past year, didn't come out so well for me. Instead, I laughed at the amount of rubbish that I put in the journal in a mad bid to finish my homework. And I seriously wondered how my teacher can read through that crap and still make comments. What commitment and dedication as a teacher.

Maybe, next time, if i don't forget about this blog, maybe I can see how long a journey I have been through, or maybe just laugh at the random crap that I occassionally may post.

Right now, trying to limit my expenses. I need a job. and fast. Hopefully I'll be driving to uni in august. *crosses fingers* HA. And for certain guys, I really don't get their thinking. What they think about are namely, Girls, Girls, and more Girls. Its like they can just pangseh their frens when they are able to get a date with a girl or keep their friends as second priority as they try to negiotiate a date with a girl, and if they fail, their friends are like the fail-safe as they try to keep a "im-so-cool-im-always-hot-in-demand-always-have-something-on" profile. Like what is it with girls that you have to act so desperate? sheesh. For me, i'm cool with making more friends, but if you ask me, there's nothing i like more than to just chill out with my friends, regardless of sex. Maybe i'm getting old..but the dating game, takes up too much of my energy already.

I'd like to date the sexy and appealing Ms Cash ($$$) though.

my virgin post.

I realised (not for the first time) that I'm a IT idiot, and I don really know all the different functions for the blog. Hell, i don even know how to put up a photo. But nevertheless, I'll be trying my best to learn. (stares in awe of those super bloggers that spent so much of their time customising their blogs...when they could have put the time into better things like procrastinating..but i digress.)

for you.

For the one that once created this blog, and deleted at my own selfish request, for all the hard work and effort that the person had put in, I have decided to put this blog back up again.

I have no idea if you will ever know, but if you ever stumble upon this blog, I really like to thank you and apologise for all that happened in the past.

cheers.