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Monday, September 27, 2010

okay so i'm really getting mixed feelings about work. am i enjoying it? am i hating it? seriously, i am contemplating of transferring to millenia walk. in fact, i'm actually also thinking of jumping ship over to starbucks or coffee bean. just cause it's more relaxed there, and compared to tcc, it appears they don't give a fuck. and neither do i really to some level. but the pay's not really good.

caught 3 idiots again. i think the only bollywood movie i don't mind watching again and again. it's a really light-hearted movie that can relate well with most of us students nowadays. maybe some people will scoff and say, "it's just a movie" or something like "how can you believe it? it's just for entertainment". but sometimes, some movies do more than just entertain you. they make you think. they make you stop in your tracks, and just tend to subtly question you. another movie i don't mind seeing over and over again is baghban. again, another movie that innocently puts you in picture of a family and how it all falls apart and how children nowadays are. and, you know what, it's believable, the plot and all. i think, bollywood movies do this kind of things the best. in just a 2 and half hour, a good bollywood movie will be able to give you the laughs, the actions, the love, the relationship bonds and of course the tears. yeah, but i need subtitles though.

in other news, i am contemplating in getting a new headphone/earphones. maybe from the dr dre selection, but it costs a bomb but the really great thing is that it is totally compatible with the iphone, meaning with the mic to do phone calls and all. amazing right? yeah. and also thinking maybe i should add tittles to my blog entries after looking at my old blog and seeing how some of the tittles really were note-worthy. maybe one day i might put down the good ones here.

and was looking through the internet when i saw this really awesome 'panda cheese' advertisement.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

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Friday, September 24, 2010

alright. my second day of work has been done and over with. am i enjoying it? not as much as i used to when i was in terminal 3. i dunno. maybe it was the people. maybe it was the place itself. maybe because...i dunno. but i'm just not enjoying where i'm at.

let me divulge more into my life at terminal 3 the time before i left. before the first time i left. it was great. everyday setting off for work an hour and a half earlier and reaching there just in time to get a can of red bull and sit outside waiting for the rest of the guys who'll be coming at 4pm to 12mn. after timing in and slightly protesting to the stations issued to what you were given, you gladly or reluctantly proceed on to where you wanna be. after a while, when it's not busy, you find yourself slowly drawing closer to any dustbin of which you can sit your ass on for just a few minutes and after a while, you find that you've just spent half an hour sitting on a now slightly broken dustbin and standing up to find that you've been sitting on a brown dirt stain for the past half hour. you pull up your pants, wonder what you're gonna do for the next 6 hours. you gather your stuff, get on ready for your break and then you're back again, finding out what to do now. you start talking among your customers or among your colleagues as what usually happens in all working environments. time is passing away slowly. but hold on, as just before you're about to sit back on the dustbin, more people are starting to flow into the restaurant. one hour has then passed. you find yourself running around madly, or if you're the barista, you find yourself juggling both the ice-blenders and cocktail shakers while busy steaming a whole pot of milk for the ten hot lattes you have infront of you. you've been through this before. and what's worse is that you're the only one right now. maybe a while later, someone may happily burst into the bar and help you. okay, sometimes it has already been pre-determined who will step in. and you relish the fact that you've got some help there. but sometimes you feel this great sense of accomplishment when you've successfully completed a, what is known in the industry as, a 'slam'. colloquially it's known among some circles as a 'solo slam' or 'private slam'. every time you hear a new order coming in, you feel this invigorating sense of adrenaline. it runs through your whole body, and you're set. after 3 hours, you're done. your bar looks a little less dirty than it had been before you started. you're low on your resources at the moment. you'd better start topping up your mis-en-place and other bar related stuff for the next shift. once that's done, you're ready to go home. oh no wait, you just found out you're way past the 12mn. okay, time out, have a nice rest waiting for the taxi to bring you back to your bed. you tell yourself, another great day.

wonderful times i had. thinking about it now, it would never happen. or at the very least, it will never happen the same way. i did feel some sentimental affliction to my previous workplace but it was never seriously the place itself. the location may have been great. but there's always that x-factor thing about something that, you just can't put a finger on, but you know you just love it.

i'm probably gonna be working there non-stop for the holidays. a few breaks here and there. but i don't know whether i will continue to work when school starts. my training regime would have started by then. i'm already 5 weeks into my recovery phase. still a little hurting but not at the same place now. i'm starting to still feel that feeling of worry, and a little bit of weary. i just have to be patient with it now and at least my work now doesn't require my to do any hard impact work.

and talking about work, i've gotta catch some shut-eye. not of course, finishing the "V for Vendetta" comic that i've finally gotten my hands on.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

[[ never look back ]]

Sunday, September 19, 2010

it's been like what, two weeks, and i'm finally back into the blogging world. i sound so gay right now. okay, maybe not gay, but feminine. nah, gay.

my exams are now done and over with. all i have to stress over now is my gpa. will it be great this time round. i know i may have to decide whether i want to retake two of the modules i've already taken. hopefully it's possible, meaning whether i won't have to compromise my next sem time table. but what are the chances right?

i really hope that i can get into local unis. it's either sports science or social science. but i really have to keep the option of having an overseas degree. and you know what, i don't mind at all. but as long as it's somewhere good. some country good. US, UK. i don't think i'll be thinking of australia. people might be like, wow, going overseas. and nowadays it's also getting so stressful and pressurizing in the local unis. it's something that i really have to think about.

and now i'm working again. working at tcc. yeah, again. but now i'm like posted at isetan scotts. it seems like a nice place. there's only one problem. i dunno where to get food like those hawker style. it's orchard. what else can we expect. hopefully i'll be able to work while i'm schooling. at least then i can get some extra cash done. i am really confident that it won't affect my studies and my grades.

and hopefully i'll be able to get my iphone as soon as possible. i know it sounds really sad but i've got a few apps in my itunes already. holy shit, that sounded really sad. yeah, and to those people who bought the itouch like a month ago. suckers!! the itouch 4g is freaking amazing. and has everything an iphone has. and it doesn't have a contract or the phone function. oh and yeah, the ipad is just an over-sized itouch. and the new nano has been downgraded to the size of a button. do we really need that? and the shuffle got back to being ugly. whatever happened to the ipod classic? the one that got apple setting the standards for mp3 players. with the ultra-cool clickwheel. i miss that. that was my first ipod man. they should resurrect that.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

[[ never look back ]]

Friday, September 3, 2010

i'm not the guy who worries so much about fitting in. really, i don't. if you're shaking your heads right now, then you don't really know me. i can say that i may have strong opinions. it may not be the right ones, nor is it the more popular ones and i can bet that sometimes it is not the most nicest or politically correct of opinions. but you know what, at least i am willing to stick up to my opinions, willing to stick up to whatever beliefs i have and just be me. i'm going to avoid using any profanities and vulgarities for viewer comfort. but, i know i'm just gonna start using them anyway later.

i hate it when people always want to join the 'popular kids'. okay, you must be thinking, wait, is that a bad thing? well, what do you have to do to join the 'popular kids'? you've gotta suit their culture, and you've gotta go with the flow of being with them. like really, is that what you are willing to live up to? just wanting to fit in?

fit in? i hate those words. i don't need someone telling me i'm not fitting in. i'm glad to say i'm not insecure by it. sure i've got alone time. but sometimes, that's what we really need sometimes. some alone time. some 'me time'. just to get your priorities straight. just to see just where the heck you are going. i wouldn't want to alter my course cause of something my 'friend' said to me. i may see who that guy is and from which view is he coming in, but i ain't going to take that as a major consideration for my change in lifestyle, or direction in life.

i don't like people having to suck the life like a leech out of someone and use them as a tool to get to others. i leave that to the businessmen and sales agents. i just wanna be a sane human being. and you know what guys. the sad truth is, you can't. cause eventually most of us just crumble and then fall into the cold hands of defeat and we suffer from human's favorite guilty pleasure of which is simply known as contradiction. i know i will be contradicting myself some times here and there, but i can't help it. however, all of what i said earlier on doesn't mean we shouldn't try at all. it's simple, just take a little effort to change. we all need to change something in our life, if not our entire life itself. what happens if you don't change your clothes and bathe for a week. what about a month? what about a year? you're feeling sticky already right?

okay, back to the issue, many a times have i seen people jump here and there, just because they apparently liked how someone happens to swag. everyone's got their own swag. why don't you just lay off and find your own. stop trying to emulate others. it gets really pathetic. it gets really sad.

people having to act like they're something when they're really not. it really just makes me wonder. are you going to live a lie the whole time you're with that group. really? is that what it is all in the end? to be something you're not? has your dignity fallen so low? or do you even have dignity? are your balls really that small? that you need to act it up to make it 'larger'? you know what? grow some proper man-size balls and just wake up and smell whatever flowers are growing in your freakin little backyard. sitting there with your freakin little smug fuckin little flower boy. god damn, the amount of strength i have to hold back to not sock you in the face, you'll be amazed man. you know fuckin why? cause i'm being the fuckin bigger man. if i punched you in the freakin face, you'd be a whole less smug and abit more of a crying bitch. anyway, you did appear as a bit of a whiny bitch at times. so bet you're used to it. oh boy, how i would just love to give you one. ahhh, i'll savour the day. and you know what, i don't say sorry just like that. so don't expect a little fuckin sorry from me. if you do, i'd fuck you up so bad, you'd thought a train hit you, you condescending little motherfucker.

i dunno what it is with them people nowadays, that are just fucked up in the head. just cause you apparently think someone doesn't like someone else, you fuckin screw with them and not talk with them again? and always trying to sound smug to every thing he or she says? i've seen it happen. some cases are weird and stupid. like one, where someone was thrown away cause of the dressing sense? com'on. what the hell is wrong with people. if you judge someone, don't make that your finaly judgement. god, this is really just way too much. i've has my say. but of course there's always more to rant, but at least i feel way better now.

and a final word to those people who are undergoing and enduring all these shit. you know what, don't give a shit about any of what people say to you. people are people. people are fuckin stupid. people are weird. no point worrying over people, or what they say about you. just believe in yourself all the way. you don't even need to bother to change them. fuck them. you're way stronger that that. you're way better than that. go on, just live your life. ain't nobody going to bring you down. and the plus point is, you don't need to put up with their shit for a long time. that's right. so go ahead.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

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okay, rarely do i find videos like this. at first i was like, okay, this is just some wanna-be inspirational video and i thought the chick in the video was going through some mid-life crisis and going to start bawling infront of the camera. but as i got more into it, even though it's a little cheesy and corny and all, i realised that it's more than that. i mean, this is the kind of video that we need nowadays. and i hope people really do take a word or two out of this, as in this day of age as everyone is so desperate on trying to emulate their idols or try to fit in with their peers. i feel a rant coming on. should i continue?? in my next entry. watch the video first.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

[[ never look back ]]

Thursday, September 2, 2010

okay, so i'm finally dusting off the dust-mites off my notes that have been left to, er, collect dust(?) and i'm getting as much of the content i can get into my head. okay, that sentence just feels weird. anyway, yeah, first exam is next week. next tuesday. okay, get that done. then there's three more. after three more, then i'll get down to work. and get the stuff that i want, mainly the iPhone 4. okay, i know people are like saying that the iPhone 4 isn't good and all that. let me break it down for you. people who say that the iPhone sucks, are people who can't afford one or already own the iPhone 3GS.

yeah, okay, what seemed like a month plus has only been two weeks. what am i talking about? my leg. my shin still hurts a bit here and there. yeah, i've got like 10 weeks more of recovery time. seems long? it's going to be longer than it sounds. trust me. yeah, but guess it'll all be for the best. it'd better be. i can sense i'm going to do a personal worst for my 2.4km when i return for my time trial. but i hope to at least break 9mins.

okay, one thing that has been frustrating me is that my download is taking way too long. like 80% for my need for speed and it's saying that it'll take 3 days more. argh, come on. okay, why am i blogging about this shit?

okay, what deserves to be blogged about is that she has blocked me from her blog. finally, that bitch has moved on and now i can rest in peace. but i somehow get the feeling that she's reading every word of mine. if she is, great. and yeah, fuck him and fuck you too. that felt good. after all the weirdness and shit and psychopathic conditions i had to endure with, it feels good to vent it all out. but guess this is the last time that i will mention her. and she's probably thinking "haha". yeah, told you she's weird.

okay, i'm gonna end it short here. the thing is that i've been feeling really tired and sleepy but the thing is, i just can't get the zzz's. insomnia? i doubt so. it's not that serious, i think. i hope. oh and i've been looking at what i should do in the future. sports medicine will take me about 12 years to 15 years. but of course that's including 4 years residency. same goes for psychiatry. of course, psychology is there. and maybe some other social science. i could hop on for sports science. but the pay, isn't really that spectacular. but of course, a career and all. but you've gotta have the dough, you know what i mean?

x Nav ran as fast as he could

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