Rest

2 days. 2 classes.

I hope it went well for everyone.

Sustainability

Chinese New Year celebration is finally over, at least for me.

There are many outside this door that are busy clashing those tiles and making me stay awake to get this out. ROAR. I wish I can talk them to sleep.

It has been a fairly decent amount of rest I had over the last few days with special mention to the afternoon nap (everyone go WOW!) I caught on CNY Day 2. Afternoon naps, it's a rare commodity in my room. So rare I almost forgot how to fall asleep in the afternoon.

Apologies Mr. Ang, couldn't join you. The foul mouth was at work. I just needed to sleep. Not much of a choice, I can't change a thing about it can I? In fact, I have to live with it. :)

And so, the search continues. Rather, the 'wait' continues. I am being so patient. In fact, I'm confident about the next move. It's a matter of time. The feeling of 'eargh' has grown stronger over the last few days. The sense of disconnect has grown too. But I am sure He will provide an open door. I'm just waiting. (heheh, quietly)

Met a dear friend today. The guitarist. He does that for a living. He asked me: "You didn't join those who left right?" and ended that with a smile. I returned a smile and said, of course not. We both knew how the story would continue thereafter. Another old friend seated beside said, "It's the same everywhere, same thing, same old trick..." I couldn't agree more. I came to realise that being certain of a decision is never a forced acceptance and then reinforcing it over and over to ascertain a what might have been wrong step. If that was the case, then the initial point of convince was never that convincing to begin with.

In short, you don't have a mind of your own. You borrowed. Easily swayed, persuaded by the words of man, affected by relationships that hold and being tossed and blown about by the waves and winds. It's unfortunate that life has it in a manner and is packaged as such. What makes matters worse is the lack of empowerment for one to move on as an adult and learn responsibile decision making. To top it off, the lack of both self and social awareness can only lead to an adult carrying the same lack into many years of adulthood until such issues are dealt with face to face, internally. Come more, take it like a man and don't sulk.

And so! this marks the end of CNY celebration for me. 2 full days of training plus a free gift: night training! Woohoo! I'm beginning to enjoy this more and more with each passing day. I suspect I'm a closet workaholic. (shhhh, don't tell anyone)

Oh, 1 last thing, don't get angry reading this:
I will likely ignore unconstructive comments on the tagboard as it might be triggered by an angry man, insecured being who felt like his name was subtly mentioned or anything of the like. I'm not in the habit of deleting comments from the tagboard, so be tactful for your own good :)

Allow me to leave you with a song..

I see trees of green...red roses too...I see them bloom...for me and you..

woohoo!

Tendon impingement

Not funny.

So much for badminton and massages.

It's true, our body is fragile and there is a need for us to hold onto that responsibility just to take good care of what is given us. The shoulder needs rest and I have a long while more to go.

PSA over the last couple of days was indeed a refresher for me. It was refreshing. I must admit that the physical stamina wasn't there. Fatigue seemed like it was written all over me yet I couldn't show it. Some said I was lame. Others expressed that the library got extra cold. While there were still some who said I need to read up a joke book to improve.

"Wah lau, majiam whatever man." - WMWM. now, that's lame.

If you ask whether I still enjoy the trainings - yes.

Am I still physically strong to go through 3 days - yes.

Would you like to go on with full days after 3full days - No.

Do you have a choice on that matter - No.

Is there anything you're doing abt it - Yes.

When would it take action - I hope I can get down to doing it in the coming week. This ain't any 'set-a-goal' and 'get-it-done-and-over-with' kind of action. 1 wrong step and you stay.

And so, alas... the LAMY takes its step into initiation. It was lavishly displayed and performed its due on that faithful day. The Yellow One.

Today, someone said I looked jaded. I really haven't heard that for a long long time. I must spend time reflecting on that. Don't wanna chao tah.

Why do we find it hard to do the things that we really want to do?

Is it a sign to move?

'O' lvls results are coming up on the 12th, 2pm.

Unfortunately, I will have to be at a school and can't visit the 10 other schools to hear from them. Hopefully I get emails - whether positive or negative news. As an Asian, I just want to hear news. And so... the journey continues.

Politician. Dictor. Pilot. Vet. Hair-stylist. General Practitioner. Artist. Rock star. Soccer player. Hotel Manager. Air-steward/Air-stewardess. Lecturer. Teacher. Pre-school Educator. Archaeologist. Counselor. Businessman. Mechanic. Chef.

Coach.

The list goes on.

At long last

Finally, I have gotten down to getting a pen for myself.

The first 'Cross' pen was an accidental purchase after not being able to fix, in the words of the lady, 'an almost failing pen'. She refused to accept the new pen because she already got her husband another one. So the little boy told me, "Just keep for yourself to use lor...it's ok, my dad's won't mind..."

The story of that pen ended after training at loyang. It was short lived. Barely a year. It was never to be found... It's legacy went on until the appearance of the new Lamy. Well, I did ponder over the various types of pens to purchase as this colleague of mine would say, "You want to buy pen, buy those with seh...otherwise, don't buy." So... to me, this Lamy has enough seh that I can carry. So period.

I must admit I have been eyeing this for sometime saved for the fact that the mola has been really tight. Since 09Q1 has since kicked in, I figured I really do need a better one than the Stabilo I'm currently using for all the doodlings. I mean, those little ones are great! But not nice when the teacher in charge needs to sign on the dotted line.

I can still vividly remember the most embarrassed moment I had in Cat. High when the TIC, "Oh, I can sign it for you now! (with a smile..)" I hesitated for a while before drawing out the little black stabilo pen. GOSH, I had to pretend as though that was the fashion statement for pens.

And so, I present to you, the Lamy of choice:

Boomshikaboom

I'm The Elgin.

I Think Everyday.

I Think Easy.

Interesting Thoughts Everyday.

It's The Evolution.

Get it? Get it? Get it? Get it? Got it? Get it? Get it? Get it? Got it?