>>> Buried by work...

... but worried about someone else.

I really don't know if Purple is reading my blog, but on the off-chance that she is...

... please call me if you're feeling alone and everything!!! I'm worried about you. I really am.

But I'm too scared of what might happen if I made the first move, even though I really would like to speak with you and know that you need someone right now.

That's all.

>>> Almost daily postings...

… just because I need somewhere to put down the things in my head.

Well, it's true.

You'd be surprised what you'd do when you have no one to talk to about what's running around in your head. Especially when you find yourself alone. So, yeah. It's a weird feeling when one's been pretty much used to having people around all the time.

And right now, I just feel rather numb, like all over, in and out. Woke up that way, too, which is weird since that kind of thing should have worn out over course of the day.

Cold, as well, with my skin feeling like the fresh powder of winter on its first few days as you scoop it up and let it sift through your fingers. Too bad I forgot my sweater, it might have helped alleviate the feeling some. It's probably the weather since it's been pretty much all over the place during the last couple of days.

All that aside, I feel rather calm, strangely enough. Amazingly calm, in fact.

It's a strange feeling.

However, it's not unwelcome. Calmness is a good thing, by my reckoning.

My nose is starting to look like a battlefield of scabs so I hope that I get my specs done soon. The metal frame keeps lacerating the sides of my nose which is bloody irritating. Not only that, but my headaches are even more frequent now due to the skewed vision my tilted frames are providing. Looks like I have to really get them today since the last two days were pretty much 'F41L'. Oh, well, such is life?

Well, here's to another day, seems like everything else is pretty much normal.

Grind on.

_{9th June, 2010}
^{Wednesday @ 1557h}

>>> Congratulations...

... and much merriness and joy are in order.

Looks like Purple's an aunt again, which is awesome.

Yeap, her cousin's wife gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Another beautiful soul and life brought into this world to make it a brighter place.

I send my heartfelt congratulations and wishes of much happiness to her and her family.

*grin*

It really is awesome news.

Hope the baby girl grows up loving rock music!

'Nuff said.

I'm out to smoke~!

>>> Why do some women...

… look so badass with a nose-ring?

Some of them just do. Really. I reckon that it might have something to do with the way that they carry themselves and/or with the looks on their faces. But I really don't know, honestly.

And I'm only mentioning this because I saw this youngish lady on the train a while ago, and she looked really badass, nearly downright deadly, with a nose-ring. *shrug* Just one of those things I notice at odd times, I guess.

And while thinking about that, it got me thinking about an unrelated track.

If good girls like bad boys, is it safe to say that good boys like bad girls, in a near direct vice versa way?

And if such a hypothesis is true, what constitutes a 'bad girl'? Is it the presence of tattooes? Piercings? Dress sense? Bad attitude? Actions?

An interesting concept or idea to explore and discuss, but at a later point, I reckon. Unless you lot want to open it up right now, I really don't mind. *smiles*

Anyways, today has been rather dull apart from meeting Ashwin, a junior of mine from school who's the same age as me, for lunch. It was pretty good, really. He had a really good listening ear and gave me some advice that I'll definitely keep in mind for later. He complimented me on my ability to talk/speak, even if he was kind of trying to recruit me as a financial consultant (read; insurance agent).

But he respects my determination to enter the community and social services sector. The salary may not be exactly fantastic, but it should be enough and, let's face it, the system needs people to help [re]build it. And building it is going to be a challenge, seriously. But who doesn't like a challenge, eh?

Plus, there's the whole issue of the backward thinking and ignorance of the population as well as the sheer numbers of people who need help. Someone's gotta do it. I'm in this to help people.

And let's not forget that there's the whole thing about pursuing a degree [program] in Counselling. I'm planning on using my upcoming career as a springboard to getting into it, as well as time to research into which university would be best for it. I aim to be enrolled in the Art Therapy masters program by the time I'm 37, 38 at the latest.

However, I'll keep my options open. You never know, I might have to fall back on something else someday later.

Well, I'll have to get started again on finishing the last 75% of my assignment after I e-mail my lecturer about a stalled assignment and the student administrator about replacement classes as well as the attachment.

Speaking of which, I'm heading down to the Singapore Children Society (SCS) Youth Center tomorrow to enquire about the possibilities of an attachment/internship with them.

Cross your fingers and pray for me.

I'm gonna nail it somehow.

Laters, Gaters!

>>> Well, now that's...

... interesting and rather stupid.

I'm once again sitting in Takezo's place and semi-chilling out. Yeah, his crib is becoming a sanctuary of sorts.

I'm feeling somewhat better than I was this morning.

How?

I'm putting down whatever I read to the early stages of the situation I find myself in. And if I take what I saw at face value, then whatever I'm hoping and praying for is over which would in turn mean that I'm over and done.

So, taking it in stride and riding the wave.

I'll go where it takes me and hope for the best.

Oh, and class was pretty much cancelled due to the absence of a teacher. At least I have the notes and the assignment already. So, I'll see what the school says later.

Well, it's back to the grind of completing school assignments.

Laters.