That phone call last night really meant a lot to me. It struck me how little it takes to make me content. How little things like that can make me have this warm feeling in my tummy and forget all my worries in life for a bit. It also helps that I can see her again soon =D
Friendship is one of the things I value the most in life. I’ve built many friendships over the years, but only a few friendships have stood the test of time. Only few friendships have stood past the hardships in life and all the troubles. There are some friendships which I do not care for at this moment, some ‘friends’ aren’t even worth the trouble.
Sometimes I ask myself, “What have I done to make her not want to keep in touch with me?”
At other times, I say, “Forget about her. I’ve done my part in this friendship, if she only wants me when the going gets rough, I am not willing to be that kind of a friend”.
I’m not condoning that you shouldn’t help your friends out, by all means do help them out in times of need. What I do not condone is to only seek people out only when you need a favour and don’t bother with pursuing anything. That is definitely what I wouldn’t call a friend.
Back to the topic of meaningful things, I love it when people surprise me with little things, such as a thank you note for something that I might have done or maybe a little praise when I get things done right, you know? Am I asking too much? Or does everything else not matter anymore?
Zaneta, thanks for calling me last night. It’s been great to speak to you after so long =D Not sure if you’ll read this, but yea. Thank you.
It’s the small things that count.
September 20th, 2006
11:44 am
General
Do you ever think about the future? About where you’ll live, who’ll be in charge of house work, who you’ll be dating and what you’ll be doing after you finish your uni degree?
I can’t say that I haven’t given it much thought as I’m 20 and I’ll be finishing my degree in the next 2 and a half years, which isn’t very long away. Sometimes the thought of moving out scares me, but for the most of it, it excites me.
I constantly think about and budget how much how much money I’d need for a month and all the new and exciting things I would do when I gain that level of independence.
*goes off to dreamland for a while*
Its the Year 2009….
I’ve just moved into my brand, spanking new apartment! All by myself! This is a big acomplishment for someone who eats cereal for dinner cause she’s too lazy to do grocery shopping and ran out of food at home. Hopefully this won’t happen here. I’ve got the shops near me, and I’ve got my trusty ol car to get me and groceries home in one piece.
I’ve got work on Monday, which is 2 days from now, but alls good, since I have the whole apartment to myself and I can dance naked in the lounge to Nelly Furtado’s Promiscuos if I wanted to. I can eat in my room in front of the computer or TV and on the bed. I can do what I want!!!
*good Kristine makes an appearance*
No!!!!!!!!!!!! I shall not be bad and eat on my bed. I shall eat on the dining table I specifically went and bought from IKEA for that purpose and I shall utilise the money I spent on that table.
Must not forget to pay the rent at the end of the month, or else the landlord will have a hissy fit and I definitely DO NOT want that. Must remember to also do groceries for at least a week’s worth of food, cause I definitely do not want to be coming home at 6pm and be starving like I did when I was in uni.
I am definitely an independent woman who knows hopw to take care of herself and will not revert to the uni student lifestyle. I’m a sophisticated, smart, professional woman.
*wakes up from dreamland*
I definitely need to start writing lists for the future.
September 19th, 2006
10:47 am
General
Was having lunch with Caila at the Tav on Friday with her ex, which turned out to be true to the saying, Never judge a book by its cover or looks can be deceiving.
He looked like quite a nice fellow and seemed like quite a nice fellow the way he handled meeting me for the first time. After the lunch and drink at the Tav, we went off to gerontology lecture she told us why she and her ex had broken up.
He’s the kinda guy that has one thing on his mind only. Not to mention the fact that he had cheated on her not once, but TWICE and had the guts to tell her and said at least he was being honest. What kind of a stupid guy is that? Who would cheat and tell? I’m not condoning cheating and not telling, but the whole idea of cheating on your girlfriend and then wanting to get back together after you’ve broken off just sounds like you’re bordering on desperate.
Getting back together won’t do much good, cause I see it as the girl just being a substitute for whatever bigger fish that may come along his way in the future. So she is this poor sacrifical fish, just waiting and waiting… I doubt the guy even be faithful to her the next time around anyway.
I for one draw a line when a guy is unfaithful to me, I’ve got my standards. The actualy act of cheating, to me signifies that he doesn’t think I am good enough for his standards, so why should I even give him anymore chances to play me around like that. I’m not a fool at all.
To me, the kinda guy that has sex on his mind constantly is really just not worth the time and energy involved to even be in a relationship with. Sex is not the most important thing sin a relationship; understanding, trust, faithfulness and honesty are more the kinds of values in guys that would make us girls really admire you.
This definitely is a weird morning of sorts. I’ve got my assignment due on Thursday and somehow I’ve given up being stressed about it. Whatever happens, let it just happen. I really cannot be stuffed to do this anymore. I’m definitely bursting out of my brain. Someone please tell me I’m not mental. Please?
So, I got into a lot of trouble with the CAA lab people for booking the test and missing it, but I managed to do it anyway. I nearly got turned away and my heart just went “THUMP” when I heaed that I cannot be allowed another attempt. That was 25% gone if that had happened.
Lucky I did very well, got 97.1% for it, so I’m very, very relieved. What I am not relieved about now is the fact that I haven’t gotten much done for my rehab assignment. I’m scared shitless now and so many things have been creeping up and well I’m over my head for this. I cannot wait to finish this thing.
I’ve so learnt my lesson for this semester. no more last minute projects.
On another note, the weather is looking really bright and sunny today, so at least I’m that bit more sunnier today 
My rehab assignment is not going anywhere at any rate, so I’m basically screwed for it. We haven’t met as a group to piece together our thing, and we keep putting it off till the last minute. I have decided to be a little silly for a moment since I was so stressed that I had interrupted sleep last night.
Taken when I went to a wine cruise to Swan Valley with my uncle during the holidays. That was by far the most adventure I’d had during the holidays so far. Spending time with my uncle was good in a way.
Well, it’s been 2 days since I’ve moved over to Wordpress.com after struggling with blogspot.com and its features. I’ve become addicted to Wordpress ever since Edrei kindly let my guest blog on his blog while he was on holidays. It was definitely a time I would not forget. So I decided to move here, since I could not afford the time or money to use the full version of Wordpress. This free version suffices for me and I’m loving it at the moment.
I’ve been pretty stressed with my rehab assignment which is due on Thursday next week, so much so to the point where I woke up at 2am worrying about what I had to do and going back to sleep only at 4am and waking up again at 6am to get ready for uni. Sometimes I don’t understand myself; I know staying up and worrying isn’t going to do much for my assignment, yet I do it anyway. Ever since going to uni, my sense of rationality has gone out the window.
Anyone want to sell me some rationality?
September 13th, 2006
2:26 pm
General
Went over to Jasmine’s house last night after uni, found out the endoscopy done showed nothing wrong with her stomach. Now here stomach is especially sensitive and we are not any closer to finding out what is giving her all the pain over the past week.
Poor girl hasn’t had much to eat, only can stomach porridge and she threw up after having the cup of Milo. I feel really sorry for her, she’s been enduring this stomach pain, throwing up, carted of to various doctors, emergency departments, having needles stuck into her and having a camera shoved down her throat. I can understand if the poor thing is about to give up on having the pain go away.
On another road, I haven’t had enough sleep for the past week or so and I had a good 11 hours of sleep, which was very very refreshing. I suppose that would actually give me good reason to be recharged and ready to go till 9 pm tonight.
It’s been raining these few days in Perth and just yesterday morning I narrowly missed stepping on quite a number of snails on the sidewalk. Lucky them. All they do is go along at 4 km/h with no worries in life, except maybe worrying about who is going to throw salt at them next.
It’s been anything but a snail’s life for me these past few days. Been going over to Aunty’s house since Saturday, as Jasmine’s stomach pain still hasn’t really subsided. On Sunday night, she got admitted to PMH at midnight till about 7am. Which makes that 3 hospital trips within a week. She’s got an appointment with a specialist today to conduct an endoscopy. Results should be out soon. I pray that it is nothing is wrong with her.
Going to go over to their house again tonight to see how she is and have dinner there. Stayed over last night as I had to go to work this morning, so technically I haven’t been back home in 24 hours. I’m exhausted and really beyond anything today. I’ve got the rehab assignment due next Thursday and I’m seriously worried for it. I have got to get started on my research tonight or else I won’t have enough time to write up my treatment plans and plan for my gerontology interviews as well.
What I do need now is a good night’s sleep. I haven’t had proper sleep since Friday night as I kept waking up cause Jasmine kept waking up in the middle of the night. Plus half the time I’m too worried about her to sleep properly anyway. Thankfully there isn’t class tomorrow till 5pm, so alls good. I even have half a mind to go do some shopping for Aunty Siew Lian’s birthday tomorrow, or at least buy something so that I don’t feel so miserable.
I wish there is a pause button in life.