SFBS

Bad blog. I will not let you consume me. I will not let my words intimidate me and I will not let 'having-nothing-to-write-ness' overwhelm me.
The last time I had a bolt of blog-brain-deadness was when I was back in Penang and my thoughts were spinning all over the place. The second time would be the past 10 days. Me and this here blog have a funny relationship. Sometimes it calls out to me, sometimes it ignores me....right now, i'm holding my head up high and saying 'i'm writing. whether you like it or not.' And it's just shrugging at me...
Guys, thanks for the feedback on the previous post. Most of it was delightfully yummy. (can't help it..hungry brain... doesn't mean my brain-food standards decrease though.) It all added to that big mixing pot in the head... And with this, I shall come up with some freaky recipe or manual on 'how to handle life'. That is, when the brew matures or when the stew has sat on the stove for long enough to taste good enough to eat.
And oh, In case you haven't noticed, there is a new link to your right containing photos of all sorts. I shall be updating them...frequently enough. Thanks to Clara, the pic titled 'high on air' is I think, one of the best shots anyone has ever taken of me in my hyperactive/happy mode.
Work has been getting to me. I refuse to use the word 'stressed-out' because that is too common and does not mean anything much anymore. I believe, 80% of uni students at this point in time would believe they are... 'stressed-out'. 50% of this 80% are probably lying to not appear to be arrogant (i.e I am brilliant. My time managing skills are great and I have everything under control), or are obligated to feel stressed out (i.e I am not stressed. but I should be. therefore I will deem myself stressed.. then perhaps I shall get more work done).
I don't know. Maybe, maybe not. And yes the percentages were put in to make it seem like I know what I am talking about.
If I were to self-diagnose myself with something at this moment. I would call it... 'stress-ish flustersome blahable syndrome'. SFBS. Ironic how it has the letters 'SF' and 'BS' in it as well... Considering my two biggest work-related headaches come from a lecturer called 'Stan Fung' and a subject called 'Building Services'.
Other updates... Fiddler On The Roof, or rather Topol, was great... but believe it or not, I am more eager to share and promote the film 'Big Fish' which I JUST watched (after yonks of having the DVD... i know, i'm slow). It has well-deservedly earned it's spot up there in my '5 favourite films of all time' list. Which is a big deal for me. Just thinking about the floating popcorn scene sends shivers down my spine...
I had a feeling this blog entry would be disjointed. Kind of reflects how I feel at the moment. I'll let you 'all know when I piece all the bits floating around together again....
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and the remaining 20%[probably more like 2%] of us feel slightly dejected that they're not stressed out enough...
Lin it's a great idea to post photos on a new blog, why didn't you comment when I asked that question? In fact, I have signed up to a new one at that stage for that purpose, and because no one bothered to contribute to my dilemma I have just left it...blank.
Now I feel that if I start doing it now it'll be kinda mimicking you, which is bad, I want respect :p
Your 'high on air' picture, reminds me a bit of Alanis Morissette's hair
But it truly is fantastic.
Scht...
you are most welcome to 'mimic' my photoblog idea... I am sure I was merely 'mimicking' someone else when I came up with the bright idea... i mean, isn't originality in all forms, nearly extinct nowadays anyway? :D
Download the picassa/hello program... you can load photos off in to your photoblog really easily that way...
So yeah, there. Now u can do it without worrying about anyone disrespecting u for it! ;)
I enjoyed the pictures of the animals and poetry. And I liked the movie Big Fish, also. Even my hubby liked it because it wasn't so much considered a 'chick flick'. He nearly died when 'Sense and Sensibility' came out in theatres. I will never torture him with another chick flick such as that again. I've never seen a look of such despair and boredom cross his face during a movie. Poor guy.
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