Thursday, November 20, 2014

Logic AND Gate

An impromptu update before hitting sack. It's just something I feel I should jot it down for future reference. Haha. Or I think I'd like to recall back when I get older.

6 hours ago...

Le bf and I were going back separately from the same mrt platform, just heading to different ways. I am always the one who leaves first, so when the train door's closing, I looked back and he's already looking, which, for most of you is a pretty normal bf-gf thing but for me, it was the first.

I told him about this feeling I've got and he just (shrug, "I thought I always do that") took it as nothing. Although I know deep down he acknowledged the importance of me telling him (or aren't you?). Taking things the slightest way, ignoring each other for the longest of time kinda stuff is the game we always play. I used to be the winner but painfully losing every game lately.

They said the best feeling in the world is when you look at someone he's already staring. I couldn't agree more. But we shall set rules in here: that someone cannot be a stranger/hater/boss/teacher. Right? And that someone cannot be staring or blunt looking at u, it must be a loving longing look. Right right?? Make sense? It's like a logic AND gate, only 1-1 can open the gate, 1-0, 0-1, 0-0 cannot.

Another thing was, when I was on the way back to my place, by bus, there's an Indian little boy I assumed at the age of 4-5, he's shooting me with his imaginary gun on his hand. Without giving much thoughts, I pretended I got hit and then shot him back with my "7" pose. I guess I terrified him, guess he didn't expect to receive any response from people around because everyone's so busy with whatever world that's living in their HPs/tablets. He then sent signal to his mother who sat beside him, ("oh shit oh shit what if his mother stares at me or what not") that Indian auntie smiled at me and gave me a nod, then whispered something to her boy, who then gave me another two deadly shots. We played for a while until we stopped at the red light. I thought I should stop acting siao (we had a distance like 4-5m and over ten passengers between us), hence tried to avoid eye contact with the little boy and looked out of the window, all the way until I reached my stop and got out of the bus...

I believe one look can change a person's mood and feeling. Be it a loving look or fiercely stare, your simple gesture can affect others. From what I observed people nowadays take most things for granted. That's why we must start from these simple little gesture to make this world a better place to live in.

Don't lose ur smile to this already-cold world.

But don't smile looking down at another world living in your hp.

Good night world.


Tuesday, November 4, 2014

First Night Shift @ 4th Nov '14

Here's the boring timeline which marks my first shift in my life. A night shift. When I say boring, it definitely is. Simply wanna jot down bits and bobs to mark my first ever working shift in my life.

5:44 AM 11/4/2014 

Listening to YES 933 (Chinese FM in Singapore, probably the only thing I like in Sg. Ops I forgot dollars should top the list). If you're wondering why am I still awake, I'm working night shift, my first ever rotating shift happened to be a night shift. Not that tiring as what I'd expected. Perhaps joining/organizing events during uni somehow helped me adapting to this job fast.Thanks to my hardcore uni events back then.

(Drinking 3-in-1 coffee)

Consider I am lucky, or not. I have to work rotating shift, nine-to-nine job (12 hours), be it day or night shift. Working 14 days per month is standard (excluding OTs). Since today is my first day, it's hard to say that I'm doing well and going to be fine. Lifestyle is upside-down, biological clock is messed up. God knows what would happen to me in coming months or years. What I know now is to work hard when I still can, when my health and body still allow me to.

Not quite sure what am I going to write since it's 6 in the morning. My brain isn't functioning well now.

6:00 AM 11/4/2014

(933 playing Singapore national anthem) I miss Malaysia more.

6:15 AM 11/4/2014

(Tuned off 933 as it's morning and DJ starts hosting. Listening to Ed Sheeran's and Love Rosie soundtracks)

Did I say Love, Rosie is so so good? I did, in Instagram.


Watched this movie hours ago; read this novel at least five years back, twice. A really good remake into film! Reminiscing the story between Rosie and Alex once more. British accent is so sexy! Soundtracks are another plus point. All in all, a good one, although I like the name #WhereRainbowsEnd (used in UK) more than #LoveRosie (in US).

"It's funny because when you're a child, you believe you can be anything you want to be, go wherever you want to go. There's no limit to what you can dream. You expect the unexpected, you believe in magic, in fairy tales, and in possibilities. 

Then you grow older and that innocence is shattered and somewhere along the way the reality of life gets in the way and you're hit by the realization that you can't be all you wanted to be, you just might have to settle for a little bit less. Or perhaps a variation of what you once wanted. 

Why do we stop believing in ourselves? Why do we let facts and figures and anything but dreams rule our lives?" 

(Lines written in novel, not showing in the movie) 

Am tempted to reread for the third time after watching the movie. So good.. So so good..

I like all soundtracks in this movie!

6:30 AM 11/4/2014
Most of the people in here are sleeping. I'm one of a few who are still awake. It's not easy to stay up whole night, guess I'm the weird one.

(Reading Yahoo News)

6:51 AM 11/4/2014

Remember I mentioned how dependent Singaporeans are on technology and whatnot. Here's the solid PROVE!!!

No surprise.

Went out and had a little walk out of the building just now. It's dawn. Sky is grey perhaps it's gonna rain?

You won't believe what I've found online!

Damnnnnn, Where Rainbows End/Love, Rosie online version! For those who really interested in the novel itself, this is it! Totally free. Okay I might really read it for the third time during my shift tomorrow.

(Listening Alone Again by Gilbert O'Sullivan [my favourite soundtrack], 70s' rhythm, sad lyric)

7:47 AM 11/4/2014

(Listening Small Bump by Ed Sheeran)

Got a morning text from my BFF asking how am I doing. Still alive. Strangely enough, I don't feel tired. Perhaps the caffeine kept me awake until now. Powerful 3-in-1 coffee.

Keeping myself hydrated perhaps is another way to ensure that I won't be dying at an early age.

7:57 AM 11/4/2014

Closing this 2-hrs timeline for today.

May you have a good Tuesday.

Morning people.
signing off.