Saturday, October 06, 2012
withers away @ 12:33 am
It's the last day for the graduating little ones, and they are really my babies, whom I've worked for with all I have for the past years. I know I really enjoy the times, but it wasn't till today, and maybe this very point, that I realize how much I love them.
You know, so much has been happening these days. So much negativity moving around. Lies, rumours, slander, malicious intent, words out to kill. I see that hurt so vividly in my friend, I feel for her, and I regret to say that was the last straw for her. I was so disappointed to know the person in question, and it was all very sad when nothing was resolved despite all efforts to do so.
Then there is that case that nearly made it to the police. A decision made rashly without thinking. Simple-minded and wanting to have fun, they've made a huge mistake, disappointing everyone around, including him. Despite the anger he felt, more was the hurt when he stood in front of them once more, and nearly broke down, when all of them broke down in front of him when he spoke.
And there're always people who give birth without realizing the responsibility involved. Be it unforeseen circumstances, illnesses, lack of time, lack of control, there is no running away from this biggest responsibility. But some people just do. And love to play the blame game, and exhibit horrid characteristics which make others cringe. At the end of the day, the innocent child suffers. A child when born, is clean as a sheet. It's up to you to splash it with brilliant colours, or crush it in your hands. Why, why do this?
Who didn't come in with a passion and heart, to give off what we have? Such a noble calling, full of drive to do something. But the people factor always comes into play - two-faced co-workers, unsupportive bosses, malicious kids, unreasonable adults. Always at the losing end with no one to count on, we can only sit, sigh and watch our backs shot with arrows. Quietly, we walk to a corner to pull out the arrows, if in luck, with someone to help, nurse our wounds and return to the arena. It's easy to drive people away - the above two as perfect examples. How many arrows does it take for someone to throw in the towel?
Despite everything, I'm glad I see light. I'm glad I see the good side. I'm glad I always have things to remind me of the positive. I'm glad I am always reminded of my reason. I'm glad that my efforts were reciprocated. I'm glad I've done right, though I've done much wrong too. I'm glad for graciousness, because I'm not perfect. I'm glad they let my fire continue burning. I'm glad I've built bonds, bonds I didn't know would be this strong.
To show appreciation does not take much, but means the world to the other party. So much as to drive one to tears in the middle of the night. That's when I realized, I love them beyond description.
I love them, and I know they love me back. 所以，我是幸福的。
It's something Mystical
Tuesday, October 02, 2012
withers away @ 7:08 am
So many things happened at work, to me and my friends recently. Girls who think that this job is boring due to the same content should seriously reconsider. Through God's grace we escaped worst case scenarios, and had wisdom to discern the truth and lies. There were so many things that happened, and we all needed a break, and this is it.
Bought F1 concert tickets for all three nights. After waiting for months, this day has finally come. It has almost become an annual ritual to see Jay face-to-face. We didn't have fan zone access though, and were prepared to beg, steal or borrow. Told Mary to bring along scotch tape as experienced Grace said it might come in useful if we wanna reuse someone else's wristband.
What happened later was pretty miraculous. We just stood around and tried to find a good spot outside the fanzone. Just when we settled down, Mary spotted our ex-colleague. He had a wristband but didn't want to go in, so he nonchalently tore off his wristband and gave it to us.
At that moment you could see all eyes staring enviously at us. Then, using the scotch tape, we stuck it around Grace's wrist and in goes the married woman to scout for a nice guy.
Imagine my elation when I saw her coming out, and taking out a wristband from her bag. It's Jay, up close in the fanzone! What's left is to bypass security. Stuck the wristband precariously around my too thin wrist and in we went. Met with the guy who kindly agreed to help us, and off I went out to bring Mary in the same way.
Chatted with the guy and luckily for me, Grace is a pretty good conversationalist. You want me to start talking to a random guy stranger?? Very difficult... But thankfully, it turned out that he and his friend were very easy-going and nice people. And they were armed with powerful DSLRs. Immediately, we told them that we would add them on FB so that we can get their photos.
Had a great time jumping and screaming. And seeing Jay so close. (Actually saw Erica 1m away from me after event ended, it looked like she was lost. She's actually v short!) Unable to properly describe that excitement and elation. First song and he already 破音 actually. I dun blame him, with his crazy hectic schedule, how do you keep your voice in top condition constantly? I choose to believe (maybe you say blindly, but I'm in love so I guess I'm entitled to be) that Jay still loves his music and is the most at ease with it. Best segment is of course when he went back to his piano. It totally rocked as the concert lasted for 75 min when I only expected a 45 min at most. 13 songs! Omg. And many many classics sung too. How worth it was that. Slept at nearly 3 that night, a happy girl.
Next night was Maroon 5, which I frankly didn't have much feelings towards. English pop had never been my thing, but I'm glad I'm not totally unfamiliar with this band. There were obviously more people than the previous night, as you could see so many ang mohs around.
When the concert started, I then realised I knew a lot more songs from them than I thought I knew. And Adam Levine was so good with his voice it got me high instantaneously. Classics again! Not only was he good with his voice, he was also great on guitar. And I have to give it up for the drummer, who was so engrossed in the beats he kept tossing his head back and forth so much so his hair just kept covering his face. I dun think I saw much of his face really. And the funny thing was right after the last song, he just threw his drumsticks onto the drums and let them fall to the ground. So cute lah! Thoroughly enjoyed myself, immersed in that passionate singing and music-making.
Last night was Katy Perry, whom I was pretty sure I knew nuts about except for Firework. Of course, there were a lot more male fans around, fanatic ones at that. What surprised me was that I was really attracted to the backdrops. Very cute and funky. Kept snapping photos of the brightly-coloured stage. And cos I was so much calmer than the last two nights (being unable to sing along), I could take much sharper pictures.
What shocked me was this little segment in between her songs, when she actually called a guy up on stage. She asked for the first guy who can take off his top, and that the guy needs to be 18 and above as what she was going to do is not v legal. Needless to say, everyone went ballistic. The guy eventually chosen was from California. And while talking to him (and being unable to pronounce his name), and flirting with her words really, she told him to look straight ahead and suddenly planted a long kiss just beside his lips. Imagine his shocked face and all our screams. It was almost uncontrollable. I was so shocked my mouth just stayed open and I didn't even take a snapshot when there was clearly enough time for a few. She then asked for a return by pointing to her cheek and of course the guy gladly complied. Well, I may not agree with some of her song lyrics or her actions, but I must say she knows how to sell herself.
Frankly, by the third night, I yawned quite a bit through the concert, not only because I didn't know 90% of the songs, but more because I was just too tired from sleeping late for two nights straight. But, who says we regretted? Loved it through and through. Till next year, Jay :)