Today after lunch it was pretty much all downhill for me at work. Frustrated till a point I think my supervisor could tell. I did blow up slightly at myself in front of her.
Then on the way home I realise I left my wallet in office. Decided to uber my way home cause there wasn't even a need for credit card. But after driving around the entire Novena area, still could not get to Novena Square, I canceled on the driver.
But the second driver i managed to get. This charming retired malay uncle. Firstly, he literally lives in the block next to me, plus point and put us both in a very good mood. I did not need to teach him how to get to my house and he could go home after dropping me off. We had a good chat on the way back. I hate chatty cabbies case they are usually angry about something and will literally rant their entire way. But so far both my uber experience, the drivers are super fun to chat with. They aren't angry and tell cute stories about their lives, about how uber has helped them. Just really chill, and I can totally relax just listening to them.
So my day ended on a happy note. :)
Of all God’s creatures, there is only one that cannot be made slave of the lash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve the man, but it would deteriorate the cat. – Mark Twain
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
Sunday, August 30, 2015
Day 3 of Tattoo.
Day 3 and my parent's haven't noticed the cat sitting permanently on my ankle. I haven't been really hiding it so I'm ind of nervous of their reaction when they see it and realise what it is.
whoops.
whoops.
Sunday, August 2, 2015
Bigger person
Increasingly I find myself telling myself to be the bigger person. To not get jealous and to not think badly of others. But sometimes it's so hard and the I wonder if its worth it.
I tell myself I can always choose to be happy, but am I being blind and not protecting myself?
At the end of the day I am happier not caring, I am definitely not the kind to mull and wallow in unhappiness. My personality simply doesn't allow this. But I can help being extra sensitive and annoyed by myself.
Be happy with what I have, because for some reason, others who have it better than me are seemingly less happy than me.
Then again, it's from my point of view that they have it better. Perhaps to them, they have it worst.
I will probably never know and there is no point angst-ing over things I will never know, cannot change.
Let's focus on what I can change, can do.
I tell myself I can always choose to be happy, but am I being blind and not protecting myself?
At the end of the day I am happier not caring, I am definitely not the kind to mull and wallow in unhappiness. My personality simply doesn't allow this. But I can help being extra sensitive and annoyed by myself.
Be happy with what I have, because for some reason, others who have it better than me are seemingly less happy than me.
Then again, it's from my point of view that they have it better. Perhaps to them, they have it worst.
I will probably never know and there is no point angst-ing over things I will never know, cannot change.
Let's focus on what I can change, can do.
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