Winds of Change

I know, I know my inconsistency in blogging has struck- yet again. But honestly, I've been a little busy (and a little lazy to blog), what with me pretending to be oh-so-English, having afternoon tea with scones, running errands due to the god-forsaken car accident (yes, it's finally at the mechanics), watching too many movies (though this I've learnt to get used to since my internship) and cleaning my room (well, I try to anyway)...

Here's what I've been up to- in pictures:
Pic#1: the (FINALLY!) empty study table drawer...oh, how my heart broke to see myself rid my nicely stored away "junk"
Pic#2: How much of stuff I had to throw away- one bag full. And this is ONLY the study table!
Pic#3: Some of my prized posessions...this made me miss all the fun I had back in school...

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Behold, the Canon PowerShot A530! Yay! Finally got me a camera. It's not much but it's good enough to take the pictures I want. I shall invest on a better one in a couple of years time...

Oh, and mom bought me a luggage bag on the same day, which means I've to actually start packing soon.

Oh, who am I kidding? I'm never gonna pack until the last possible minute! I just can't get myself to.

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"Apasal lu brek?!"

That was the first thing he asked me as soon as I got down from the car to look at the damage he had done. It (the aformentioned sentence) translates to "why did you hit your brakes?!", for those of you who aren't fluent in Malay (as spoken by a true Malaysian). Okay, so let's back it up a little, shall we?

If you were caught in traffic that was moving at a snail's pace, the natural thing to do would be to drive slowly, always keeping a safe distance from the car in front of you, just in case he hit his brakes. Right? So, that's exactly what I did, only I didn't get so lucky after safely avoiding the car in front of me. Some dude who can't follow this rule of thumb in driving just had to come a little too close and hence not being able to brake on time when push came to shove. The result? He whacked into the back of my car. Well that, followed by another two cars behind his.

Of course the immediate thing to do was panic (well, in my case at least) seeing as how I'm still on probation. The first thing I thought of was "Gosh, why today of all days? I was supposed to watch a movie! This is like my second accident in the last six months". But this time around I was a little braver because it wasn't my fault (no, this is not one of those point-the-finger-at-another moments).

But before I could go into the "why me? Why now?" zone, the adult part of me (as turns out, I happen to have one =p) stopped me and I suddenly remembered the song "Always look on the bright side of life". You know how people always say "what happens, happens"? I realize that it coulda been a lot worse. I didn't get hurt, it wasn't a huge truck that rammed into me, I'm not at fault, and the damage is fixable. No problem, it's nothing I can't handle. I was even straight faced about it when I told mom too (which is quite an achievement to me)!

What did I learn today? These things happen (and today was my turn). I'm just gonna have to take it all in my stride and finally learn to take responsibility for my own actions. Having said that, I'm going to pay for what ever I have to (because this time I can afford to). So much for rewarding myself with a hair-do and a massage with my first company allowance!

So, this is me- taking responsibility for my actions. It's not much in terms of money, but still, I felt proud of myself for standing up to the guy and I came on top. Previously, I was so scared I was crying on the phone when I had to call for help becasue I didn't know what to do then. I'm smarter and braver now...hehe

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I don't know what's come over me but I found myself smiling inside the whole day-for no apparent reason! Could it be because the morning sun was at it's perfect temperate? It was one of those days where the sun totally got me- it understood exactly how I wanted it to shine (as silly as this may sound). Or maybe because I had such a good workout. Never mind that it rained cats and dogs after that. In fact, if I was brave to risk getting a flu, I would have danced in the rain! I refuse to believe my current state of being has anything to do with it being a Friday today. I was so happy that when I got to work, my boss gave me a funny look.

For once in a long time, I feel genuinely happy. I'm just gonna stay in this place for a while more. It's been so long since I felt this happy (more so for no actual reason), I had almost forgotten how it feels. And I'm not going to bother trying to figure out why I'm so happy either. All I know is that I am.

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To the one I find myself falling in love with all over again,

Thanks so much for showing me yet again that your mercies are new every morning and that your love is unfailing. Thanks so much for bringing me back on the straight and narrow though You may have very well turned your back on me. But You didn't and that's one of the many reasons why I LOVE YOU! I have only very recently come to understand the meaning of your sacrifice and for that, I cannot think You enough! I really am amazed by you and I can never understand the magnitude of your love for me, try as I may...

I like the idea of being able to have all sorts of conversations with You- from deep philosophical ones to plain dumb ones like, "Please let it be green lights all the way" and "I can't find that pair of earrings". I love even more that You know me so well, that you speak what Iwant to say even before I say it. I just wish I had found You sooner than I did.

I'm not very good with words (but you already know that, don't you?) but I've found a perfect song that describes exactly what I feel for you this very moment (bet You knew THAT too). Here goes...

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It’s 7 a.m. on a beautiful Saturday morning- a perfect day to sleep in. In fact it is the one day I actually have the pleasure to indulge in a little more than my usual 6-hours-of-sleep-a-day timetable. I have to say that when my alarm went off at an ungodly hour of the day, I had to fight every muscle in my body that wanted nothing more than to hit it and go back under the covers. I mean seriously, what kind of normal person would want to wake up on a Saturday morning and go to the GYM, off all places?! But, in the name of work I thought would get myself (unwillingly) out of bed and get dressed. Besides, I’ve yet to actually pay The Curve a visit (I’m not much of a mall go-er; more so if it’s not near home). Upon arrival, I was immediately greeted by the loud music and some 50 people lifting weights whilst grooving to the sounds of a familiar pop tune.

Ok, so the real reason why I wrote the above paragraph was because I edited it out of my write-up but didn't have the heart to delete it all together... so to know how this post concluded you're gonna have to click here and read further...

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I was taking a breather after a good one hour of jogging on the threadmil at the gym when I picked up the Star newspaper to catch up with the rest of the world (yes, it's been a while since I read the papers- shame on me). For some reason, I decided to read it from back to front instead of normally looking at the headlines first. Okay, so it wasn't really "for some reason". The real reason was because I was curious to see how the teams were fairing at the ongoing World Cup in Germany, and seeing as how the Sports section starts from the back, I decided to see what's been happening in that side of the world. And I realized something: Virtually ALL news concerning the footie fever was taken from AP (Associated Press), Reuters and AFP! And that got me thinking; why did the Star not send a reporter to Germany to cover the event? I mean, it's only the biggest sporting event of the year! I just found it very peculiar (hope I spelt it right). I honestly hope they're working on sending someone there...or if they're Really short on staff, I'd be more than glad to fill in for them in return for an all expense paid trip there =)

Speaking of wierdness, I just realized how much of a neat freak I've become. And worst of all, I think I take after mom! You know what that means? It means I'm gonna have t find a guy who picks up after himself! That indirectly means it's gonna be a while before I actually find that someone, and by "a while" I mean nothing short of a decade! Okay, so maybe I'm exaggerating but really, how many of you guys out there (who're not 25 years old and above, or not mommy's boys) actually pick up after youeselves? Yes, I am of the opinion that almost all guys don't practise good hygiene (unless he's 25 years old and above, or a mommy's boy). Yes, so it's gonna take a while before I find my kind of man. Sigh...

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I AM GOING TO MISS WAY TOO MANY PEOPLE WHEN THE TIME COMES TO LEAVE...Already I'm feeling it while having to pack up some of my things. It's like packing up 19 years of my life and condensing it into one large suitecase. How is that possible?!

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