Friday, February 11, 2011

Do you ever feel so paper thin.

When you're lost in those woods, it sometimes takes you a while to realize that you are lost. For the longest time, you can convince yourself that you've just wandered a few feet off the path, that you'll find your way back to the trailhead any moment now. Then night falls again and again, and you still have no idea where you are, and it's time to admit that you have bewildered yourself so far off the path that you don't even know from which direction the sun rises anymore.

I'll move on.




Post CNY, Mandrew's belated birthday surprise and Interactive polaroid mission.



The most impressive bunny Lou Sang in office today! Auntie Soop Chin taught me on the Yee Sang preparation and there I went cutting, chopping and grating the ingredients, and busily arranging for our 'red' party this evening on behalf of Sports Club.




Bonus and ang pao from Leo Burnett! :)


Essentially, things are generally better off this week. I must have mentioned this before but sometimes it seems that my values are worthless. I hope it is just me thinking too much and everything before is going to dissolve like a dream. Maybe that is why, I've been given a second chance to revive myself in the coming storms. Nervous as it is, may this be a new beginning to all catastrophe.


Monday, February 7, 2011

Drifting through the wind across the sky.

Time flies. I could remember vividly how joy and laughter filled the grandparent's each year when it comes to lunar year celebration. But I thought things changed differently this year. Although everyone's back in the house but I felt the heart misplaced; isn't the genuine happiness I'm looking for. I'm angry that God took her away from us; I'm mad at the fact that we'd lost the togetherness. It's ruthlessly unfair to witness how everything is falling to pieces and becoming seemingly awkward in the family. Nevertheless, we still had a peaceful reunion and some cheery time throughout the idling week.


Light-hearted discoveries aside, the dismal incident has turned my passion at work altogether. The guilt haunts, and still haunting. Here, there, everywhere. I take more pressures in little things I do at work nowadays, maybe I don't fit the job any longer. I know it's a little too early to say this... perhaps I never belong. It took me more than a week now to end the misery but damnit, I'd really lost aim in my career. Everyone have been telling me it's human nature to go through bad patches in life and that no one is perfect. Just so you know, I liked to think that I'm overly sensitive to be caught in the entire situation.





Towards the latter, then I think to myself, let's just make the most of what we have and simply be as useful as I can be for the time being. Will bunny ever unfold what life is folding on the other side?