No life postWork this past month has been crazily busy.
Haven't had time and mood to write a nice, happy post, but here are some random thoughts off the top of my head in no particular order of preference.
I think first dates are like job interviews. In both instances you try to project your "best" image, you try to give you most impressive, stilted, practiced answers trying hard to convince the other party that this is who-you-really-are, you start each off with a lot of hope which most of the time is crushed into a thousand pieces, throdded and kneaded into the ground. I guess, at the end of the day, ultimately behind all the thrusts and parries of both situations, what is being seeked can be succinctly summarized into, "WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME/ THE COMPANY?" Maybe the moral of the story is to not have high hopes, or be better at deceiving people into believing they are holding the aces in the game OR, why not just ask outright the above question in the first place? Save everyone all the time, effort and hoping and guessing. Time is money after all. And we all know how important money is.
The most innane, MALE CHAUVANISTIC PIG-ish thing a guy (that I
a) women by their looks
b) men by their careers
I wish it was easier to get healthy food in Malaysia. Food outside is either too salty, too oily, too much carbo, too little fibre, too much sugar, too little veg or too expensive! Because there is no other choice -except for me doing my own cooking, which is totally out of the question at the moment since I don't have the time and most importantly of all my apartment has no gas- I still ingest outside food that I think might have contributed to my persistent migraine the past week, the nausea, the breakout of pimples on my face and body. Well, nothing sleeping at 8pm 3 days in a row, a facial, some yoga classes can't cure for now. But in the long term, I think I should take better care of my health and myself. After all, if you don't love yourself, nobody else will.
OK, that's it. Back to living my no life life. Oh, don't you just envy me?