Friday, April 28, 2006
Pack Room Day: Completed
Ayes...What sweet accomplishments. So small yet so fulfilling. Here are some exclusive photos of my personal space.BEFORE - This is the area behind my door.
AFTER - Ooh, look...New white board!
BEFORE - My ant-infested table
AFTER - Nice......Btw, Mr Ant-nnoying & family have since migrated.
The rejects
Moo-moo has found a new home.
Frog prince - My newest roommate!
Posted by Jo at 1:12 AM
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Good night somebody
Ooh. The stillness of the night. So serene, so comforting. I wish my bedroom had a view of the skyline. Too bad, no such luck, all I see through my curtains are the clothesline of my neighbours. Talk about neighbourhood watch...I've been sneezing the entire day, I feel like my nose is about to fall off. This is the result of a deadly disease called staying-at-home-too-much. My aura in the house is too strong. This causes the molecules in my nose to be asphyxiated with the same microbes each day. What this also means is that my room is too dusty. Which reminds me, tomorrow is Pack Room Day. I have decided to start cleaning from my bedroom door and work anti-clockwise until every single corner is spick and span. All these chores with Jason Mraz playing in the background of course. "...Sleep all day, sleep all day..."
I finally completed all my assignments for the semester. Time really flies, even when you're not having fun. My final hurdle before I let loose for the June holidays - Exams.
Salted fish fried rice. Tastes good, full of surprises, enough to fill your tummy. I have made my choice. It isn't the ideal, but it's the safest. I've learnt that risks are for the foolish. The wise play it safe. Come what may...If Mr Chocolate-Coated Strawberry decides to knock on my door one day, then I'll reconsider my decision again. For now, it's fried rice and I'm loving it.
*Yawns* Good night...
Posted by Jo at 11:59 AM
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Watch me slack.
Things I need to do while I still have time -1) Clean up my room.
God knows when I last cleaned it up. It's so bad that I have ants crawling all over my table. Eeks.
2) Complete my assignments.
By next Friday, I will be done with all my assignments for this semester. Yipee!
3) Study for exams.
Oh well, a semester will not be complete without exams. Ggrrhh...
4) Read my book.
"Goodnight Nobody" by Jennifer Weiner. Can't wait.
5) Watch "Crash"
All thanks to Hil's highly sophisticated PSP, movies no longer have to be seen from the big screen. =)
6) Go exercise.
My plan to go jogging has been KIV-ed for far too long. Bishan Park, here I come...
7) Get my beauty sleep.
What makes me really happy is when I get enough rest, so bug off. Zzz...
8) Meet dudes for lunch.
Time to repay some kindness. But pls be kind because my bank account is depleting...fast.
9) Get a haircut.
Hmmm, this is tentative. I'm still deciding if I want to part with my lovely tresses.
10) Spend time with family.
My mum will have no reason to complain about my disappearing acts anymore. =P
Posted by Jo at 12:46 PM
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Salted fish fried rice and a chocolate-coated strawberry
Its been more than a week since I left...But I can't help it - All the lovey-dovey, tear-jerking, old-fashioned feelings simply rip my heart. Indeed, saying goodbye is never easy, especially when there's so much to hold on to. I wished I could be more heartless. I wished I could be less nostalgic. Truth is, I can't help it. It's just me being sentimental me. I said goodbye, even to the chair I sat on for the last two years. I'm going to miss everything. Yes, even my boss. Indeed, closure can be so painful. But as the wise would say, when thy door slammeth in thee's face, thou will be another that openeths.As I close a chapter in my life, another opens...Hopefully soon.
4 interviews in 2 days. That's what I'm getting. Along with it comes a full stomach of fears. All the what-ifs, how-tos and should-Is...I fear rejection. I fear incompetence. Most of all, I fear that the pride in me will surface once again.
How do you choose between a plate of salted fish fried rice and a chocolate-coated strawberry? One offers you mileage, the other - satisfaction. How do you choose between a job and a dream? What would you WANT to choose?
Pls pray for me.
Posted by Jo at 11:54 PM
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Hear me roar
When you're picked, you don't want.When you're not picked, you take it personally.
When you're taught, you refuse to learn.
When you're scolded, you show attitude.
When you're shown friendship, you think it's a joke.
When you're disciplined, you say there's no space to grow.
When you're given space, you don't pull your own weight.
When things screw up, you blame everything except yourself.
Tell me, how?...
Posted by Jo at 11:59 PM
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Strip me...
This is part 2 of “Safe in a crazy world”.The countdown continues…It’s nine more days before I leave my workplace. The serenity I feel is comparable to that of a dying man’s last moments. Not that I’m giving up on myself, but I genuinely feel like I am giving it up – To Him.
This Lent has been a significant one. The journey with Christ, filled with repentance and humility, is so appropriate for the season. When Easter morning comes, I too, hope for an experience of a new life.
The “sorting out” which I mentioned in my earlier entry, is that of two ‘E’s…
Expectations
No matter how hard I try, expectations seem inevitable. My parents expect me to be a good daughter. My friends expect me to be there for them. My colleagues expect me to be a team player. The list goes on. Well, I guess the only expectation I ever need to live up to, is that of Christ’s: The expectation to be a good Christian, ever-forgiving, ever-loving. That’s the reason why He came down and died on that cross – To show us that there’s more to life than living up to other’s expectations.
Ego
Over the past months, I feel like I have been raised on a pedestal. It has reached a point when I found it difficult to be weak and susceptible to failure. To declare myself a loser is like telling my ‘haters’ to throw some rotten eggs in my face. I cannot be seen in that bad light. I have to be perfect…Well, that's bullocks. I guess these bad times have made me realised how imperfect I am and how I can easily be reduced to nothing…Like the ashes which marked the insignificance of our worldly lives.
So, seems like my life isn’t so pathetic after all. With all that’s going on in my life, I feel safe as a baby in a crazy world. It is not easy for me to share my story but I’m doing so because I hope my story will inspire you to be a better Christian, and I hope that you can learn from my silly mistakes as well.
To sum it all, here’s a song I wrote called “Strip me”.
You placed me high on a mountain top,
And showed me the world from another view.
I can see it all, it’s so near yet so far,
The crown, the gown and the bling-blings too.
You made me a promise I couldn’t refuse,
And showed me visions of happy ever-afters.
Oh how I loved your suave charming ways,
You raised me up, I couldn’t possibly falter.
But I did,
And all I have to say to you is…
Get behind me,
I don’t need your empty words and your phony sympathies
Your deathly lures have fallen to the ground
Like cold hard rain into the soil.
My self-worth, my overblown ego…
Means nothing more than my lousy doormat.
Strip me, strip me Lord…of my iniquities.
These forty days of fast and prayer
You left me dry, You made me meek
Some call it retribution, some call it justice
A little kryptonite to reveal the weak.
I can finally hear You loud and clear
I can be sure, it’s the right voice this time.
All I have is a crown of taunts but
At least he’s not messing with my mind.
Not anymore…
And all I have to say to him is…
Get behind me,
I don’t need your empty words and your phony sympathies
Your deathly lures have fallen to the ground
Like cold hard rain into the soil.
My self-worth, my overblown ego…
Means nothing more than my lousy doormat.
Strip me, strip me Lord…of my iniquities.
