Upset... is what I am feeling now...
Why? Lots of things. Dont even know where to begin. Oh well.. life goes on. We ALL move from here.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Aint it funny? I never really believed in love at first sight because to fall in love at first sight is like... liking someone for that one piece of defining moment. I wonder how that works? Like major chemistry happening within a small area exposing one or two bodies with overwhelming chemical that induces this feeling called 'love'?
Nah... too bizarre to explain. But I do accept things like crush at first sight. This year, weird things seemed to be happening especially at this time of the year. I realized, every year, maybe this is going to be an annual event where my hormones especially run havoc, causing me to have this insane inclination to be crushing at every random guy I came across. Is this the sign of aging, or it's a sign of desperation? Neither sounded good.
Few months ago, I had quite a bit of aching on my right eye, that it was swollen. I went to a doctor, who turned out to be a young doctor, (as in within the acceptable limit of young but older than i am), and as I was going through the eye inspection, there was a part that I had to close my eyes with the doctor being right in front of me, scrutinizing the location of the swelling. At the period where I had my eyes closed, at first, it felt natural as in a patient and doctor medical scenario, but a few seconds later, I was wondering when was the last time I had my eyes closed with another person right in front of me, looking at my closed eyes. It made me laughed (inside), a little, but I felt something was happening around me. Like sparks or electric or whatever that was called. So, when the doc said 'okay", i quickly opened my eyes and pretended to be as cool as an alley cat, but he had his gaze locked on my eyes while I refused to play coy and looked innocently at him. He smiled, and then 'ah hem' a little, and fiddled with the computer to closed all the windows, and showed me his diagnosis of my infection. Since that incident, I shared it with a couple of girlfriends, which they have been telling me, the very moment I said "my eyes itches/hurts/etc", they will come up with a reply something along the line of 'quickly go see your charming doctor'. It's a typical nice story for girl talk, but that is where it stops. This is real life, not a bloody drama for YOUR entertainment.
So, once the charming doctor story is over, one of my friend, recommended her hairstylist to me, which she mentioned many great things about him, particularly being well groomed and handsome (doh, a hairstylist).. The plus point that got MY attention is that he wasn't a sissy, which i normally assume all male hairstylist are. So, since i NEEDED my hair cut as it was reaching my waist, and I got nothing to lose, I went to this hair salon, and meet the hairstylist. True that he was well received by many other customers, but when it was finally my turn, I was judging him based on what my friend has told me. Good looking--- umm.. okay i guess. Nice skin. Body--- umm.. ok.not fat.but who am i to judge. Now the skills, he fiddled with my dry and damaged hair and asked me if I ever put oil on it. Nope. never. Then, he asked how do I want to have my hair cut, and I just stared blankly at him, which got him to ask me what was my next plan with my hair. I eventually figured out I wanted to straightened my permed hair, and he added a few more remarks which I couldnt hear. One thing for sure about this guy is he is a great conversationalist. I took off my glasses so that he could do whatever with the hair without my glasses obstructing his work, and he commented 'has anyone suggested to u to wear contact lens?'. my answer 'nope'. Anyway, he mentioned many things which was very entertaining to me, and I wasnt bored to death during the session. By the end of the haircut, he 'nagged' at my laziness to at least take care of my hair. Okay... maybe I shud put in a bit of effort in taking care of my hair.
Now, about me... after the session, whatever remark he made during the haircut made me laugh, and it was memorable. I like this person. As a person or as a hairstylist, i dont really know. probably wouldnt mind going out with people like this since they can be somewhat or rather entertaining. As of now, I am looking for opportunities to bring my mom, brother, sisters to thes salon to have the opportunity of a second encounter with my charming hairstylist. oh well... the hormones will die off soon, meanwhile, why not just entertain myself and see what's going to happen in life.
Nah... too bizarre to explain. But I do accept things like crush at first sight. This year, weird things seemed to be happening especially at this time of the year. I realized, every year, maybe this is going to be an annual event where my hormones especially run havoc, causing me to have this insane inclination to be crushing at every random guy I came across. Is this the sign of aging, or it's a sign of desperation? Neither sounded good.
Few months ago, I had quite a bit of aching on my right eye, that it was swollen. I went to a doctor, who turned out to be a young doctor, (as in within the acceptable limit of young but older than i am), and as I was going through the eye inspection, there was a part that I had to close my eyes with the doctor being right in front of me, scrutinizing the location of the swelling. At the period where I had my eyes closed, at first, it felt natural as in a patient and doctor medical scenario, but a few seconds later, I was wondering when was the last time I had my eyes closed with another person right in front of me, looking at my closed eyes. It made me laughed (inside), a little, but I felt something was happening around me. Like sparks or electric or whatever that was called. So, when the doc said 'okay", i quickly opened my eyes and pretended to be as cool as an alley cat, but he had his gaze locked on my eyes while I refused to play coy and looked innocently at him. He smiled, and then 'ah hem' a little, and fiddled with the computer to closed all the windows, and showed me his diagnosis of my infection. Since that incident, I shared it with a couple of girlfriends, which they have been telling me, the very moment I said "my eyes itches/hurts/etc", they will come up with a reply something along the line of 'quickly go see your charming doctor'. It's a typical nice story for girl talk, but that is where it stops. This is real life, not a bloody drama for YOUR entertainment.
So, once the charming doctor story is over, one of my friend, recommended her hairstylist to me, which she mentioned many great things about him, particularly being well groomed and handsome (doh, a hairstylist).. The plus point that got MY attention is that he wasn't a sissy, which i normally assume all male hairstylist are. So, since i NEEDED my hair cut as it was reaching my waist, and I got nothing to lose, I went to this hair salon, and meet the hairstylist. True that he was well received by many other customers, but when it was finally my turn, I was judging him based on what my friend has told me. Good looking--- umm.. okay i guess. Nice skin. Body--- umm.. ok.not fat.but who am i to judge. Now the skills, he fiddled with my dry and damaged hair and asked me if I ever put oil on it. Nope. never. Then, he asked how do I want to have my hair cut, and I just stared blankly at him, which got him to ask me what was my next plan with my hair. I eventually figured out I wanted to straightened my permed hair, and he added a few more remarks which I couldnt hear. One thing for sure about this guy is he is a great conversationalist. I took off my glasses so that he could do whatever with the hair without my glasses obstructing his work, and he commented 'has anyone suggested to u to wear contact lens?'. my answer 'nope'. Anyway, he mentioned many things which was very entertaining to me, and I wasnt bored to death during the session. By the end of the haircut, he 'nagged' at my laziness to at least take care of my hair. Okay... maybe I shud put in a bit of effort in taking care of my hair.
Now, about me... after the session, whatever remark he made during the haircut made me laugh, and it was memorable. I like this person. As a person or as a hairstylist, i dont really know. probably wouldnt mind going out with people like this since they can be somewhat or rather entertaining. As of now, I am looking for opportunities to bring my mom, brother, sisters to thes salon to have the opportunity of a second encounter with my charming hairstylist. oh well... the hormones will die off soon, meanwhile, why not just entertain myself and see what's going to happen in life.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
It takes a lot of courage to admit this so I'm just gonna say it. My life is a MESS.
The top issue for me at the moment is my studies. I dont know why I cant seem to focus on my work and write another few more manuscript and submit it for publication. If I dont do that, then I cant MOVE ON.
Then, the next issue is my other on-going projects. It makes me feel like an incapable person. Why am I stuck in these projects? what's WRONG? What have I not done?
Thirdly, MY EYE! MY EYE! Can you just stop irritating me~!
4th, My LAPTOP! Stop giving me attitude!
and the list goes on.
The top issue for me at the moment is my studies. I dont know why I cant seem to focus on my work and write another few more manuscript and submit it for publication. If I dont do that, then I cant MOVE ON.
Then, the next issue is my other on-going projects. It makes me feel like an incapable person. Why am I stuck in these projects? what's WRONG? What have I not done?
Thirdly, MY EYE! MY EYE! Can you just stop irritating me~!
4th, My LAPTOP! Stop giving me attitude!
and the list goes on.
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