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Therefore I Write

"Writing is thinking. It is more than living for it is being conscious of living" ~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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September 28

Therefore I Ruminate: A Fleeting Thought

A fleeting thought.
An epiphany of what could have been.
A million ideas for a better world, a better me.

A lapse in judgement.
A spoken word too harsh to retrieve.
A lifetime of regret.

A longing for something intangible.
A vague ambition beckons me.
A calling beyond my understanding.

A heart broken for lost love.
A yearning that can never be fulfilled.
A memory of you is all that's left.

A wish for u and me.
A dream for you and me.
A prayer for you and me.


NoteIt's harder to get through the days
We get older and blame turns to shame
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
Note


September 09

Therefore I Rant & Rave: The Best Damn Thing

  

I've got to give it to Avril for pulling it off. She played the kickass punkrock princess with ease, an evolutionary transmogrification from her angsty moody tomboy days of being 17. She didn't come off as a wannabe or trying too hard at it. Instead she appeared to be exuding an aura of comfort prancing around the stage, wearing fuschia pink accents, teasing the crowd and showcasing a few cheerleading dancemoves. I pretty much enjoyed myself bobbbing my head and punching my fist in the air at every song she sang. The downer was that it was hastily rushed, it lasted only an hour and there was NO encore. I was quite devastated that the audience started leaving even before I could shout for an encore. This was the first time in my life I attended a gig without an encore performance. That night left me feeling incomplete and peeved.

Despite the evening ending off on a sour note, I still admire the artiste that Avril has become. She still disposes of her trademark attitude for being indifferent. She didn't give a damn for being the downcast sullen rocker chick amongst the teenyboppers when she emerged onto mainstream music. Even till now she doesn't give a damn about being the girly loud punk chick despite looking a lot older and being married. She's the girl that struts to her own beat. Compared to celebrity peers of her age-range, Lindsay Lohan, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilerra, Hilary Duff, Ashlee Simpson, they all appear loser-ish. I think Avril exemplifies girl power with a sense of wisdom and uncommon maturity. She knows how to stand up for herself, fight for her talent and dignity and not sell herself out by being slutty or disparaging other people. She still is edgy and cool. And all the little girls love her and wanna rock with her, with their parents' stamp of approval.

Avril, rock on!


NoteAnd yeah yeah yeah I'm a lot to handle
You don't know trouble, I'm a hell of a scandal
Me, I'm a scene, I'm a drama queen
I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seenNote

August 31

Therefore I Ruminate: To Go or To Stay

Silver Lining


  • Locality
    • Being in the east suits me well. It’s where my home is. Travelling is convenient. 
    • It’s NOT in Shenton Way where u have to 'chop' seats with tissue, squeeze ur way to take public transport, be a corporate bitch to join the rat race.
    • Its THE Airport! What more can I say, it’s always been my dream to work there.

 

  • People
    • Like-minded colleagues and boss. It’s just a nice feeling to get along with the pple u have to work wif.
    • Viscious office politicking is almost non-existent, such a refreshing change from my previous workplace.

 

  • My Folks
    • I think me taking up this job makes them happy. U see, I grew up antagonizing them. I wasn’t an easy child to bring up, neither were they easy parents to grew up with. So to see me follow my father’s footsteps in the airlines industry marks a sign of maturity and reconciliation.

 

  • Travel
    • There are more opportunities to travel to further destinations. I’m closer to attaining my dream to visit South America.

 


Slippery Slope

 

  • Culture
    • work practices are deeply rooted in tradition and the long history doesn’t help with the embracing change of the future. Innovation and technology has to be force-fed and its causing a dip in morale, uprising of dissatisfaction and silent boycotting.
    • Fire-fighting is how things are settled. So pre-emption, following-thru and planning is never successful. Makes me wonder how positive growth is achievable in the long run.
    • The male-dominated environment stifles the progression opportunities for the fairer counterparts.

 

  • Workscope
    • I find no meaning in what I’m doing.
    • The hours are long and frustrating.
    • My skills-set are not fully utilized, neither am I learning much.

 

  • Salary
    • I’m severely underpaid. It’s not like I’m working at a job that I’m passionate about to forsake how miserly the salary is. In fact, I think I can garner a better paycheck working at another job which I’ve more passion for.

Note While I am tuning you in
You are deciphering me
Not such a mystery
Not such a faint and far away sound Note

August 30

Therefore I Ruminate: A Fading Dream

The razzmatazz has faded to a morbid turmoil....
My idealistic expectations have been dashed....
Thoughts of uprooting myself beckons once again....
Another round of deplorable self-analysis to make a wise decision....

At the fork of my career path.....

Note
I have this sinking feeling
Something's weighing me down
I am completely saturated
The waves are crashing closer
My feet already drowned
Doing the thing I said I hated Note


August 19

Therefore I Rave: Happy Birthday S'pore

Its been a long while since I last spent National Day in the... Nation itself. Ever since I've been gainfully employed.... as the impending day approached, I would plan a getaway to fully utilize its public hol merits and splurge on my newfound wealth. What a patriot I was, to celebrate the Nation's big day in .... another nation...

This year was different. Independence Day fell on a non-working Saturday, marring my evil plans to escape the Lion City. Instead of watching the celebrations on the telly, me and few other frens made a suicide pact by thronging the streets of Marina. We didn't get any NPD tix, nor booked a hotel room wif a view, nor made any  restaurant reservations wif a view. We were just gungho to try our chance at getting a glimpse of the fireworks at watever location that allowed us entry.

I was taken by surprise how massive the turnout was. Most places were booked, and crammed with kiasu Singaporeans since noon time even when the fireworks display was expected to showcase at 7ish in the evening. Even the stairwells along the shopping malls facing the floating stage were packed with people. But I have to concede that I felt comforted to see such spirit and enthusiasm in my fellow countrymen. I was pleased to see that 1 in 3 passerby was wearing red and little kids waving little plastic national flags. I even caught sight of a cab decorated all over with hundreds of these little plastic flags. I thought I would only see such crazy zeal in countries like States or China....where their denizens were known for their willingness to 'die for their country'.

Have we become more appreciative of our identity with the little island?

NoteThis is home truly
Where I know I must be
Note


S'pore Flag flying pastGetting a Glimpse of the S'pore FlagS'pore Flag flying highsqueezing in to view the fireworks in the distanceFireworks!More fireworks!
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