What is wrong with me?

It's like something is keeping me closed when there is really nothing at all. Like I want to speak 90% of the time, but decided not to. I know I need to talk to people more, be friendly and all sociable. But I find it kind of hard to do... Maybe the term "forever alone" is made for people like me. I really need to sign up for dating services. Or maybe counseling. I just need to free myself from this invisible or non-existent chain. That is what I really need to do.

And I realised that I'm so bitter. Shall name myself "bitter-god" from now on.

Looking forward to nothing is what that's keeping me alive.

One of the worst feelings in the world is to come home everyday after work with absolutely nothing to look forward to except maybe the weekend. And when the weekend finally arrives, you realize that all that awaited you is emptiness. You browse through your phone book, message a few friends and you actually feel glad to receive replies, although they indicate "not available", because at least they replied. Others simply didn't care. I guess everyone has their own commitments to attend to at our age.

Then you end up roaming the street alone, having the idea that you might meet someone just like you; bored, lonely and just living. But it'll never happen. Pubs and clubs are good ideas, but what if you find staying up late out there after midnight so tiring? Maybe that is call stepping out of "comfort zone". 

The next thing you know, it's Monday. You'll come home after work, thinking of ways to look for a companion, but none seems applicable. Then you'll realize that maybe the most realistic one is probably going to a club or pub this coming weekend. So you start looking forward to the weekend once again... And again... And again...

You are truly blessed if you cannot comprehend such feeling. It means you have never truly been alone. And this kind of loneliness, I believe, can only be understood by people who are genuinely going through it.

So far so good!

Hi, a quick update on what & how I've been doing. Work has been good so far, maybe it's because I'm still fresh and still has plenty to learn. Work environment is good though, friendly colleagues and superiors, simply awesome. One issue about working in the city is the cost of food... I've been spending an average of S$5 on lunch till now. Oh well, at least there are plenty of office ladies (OL) to see :D and I'm talking about quantity with quality here, ahahaha! Haven't been working out though... Either ended work late or too tired to train... Hope I don't become a fatty soon, hahaha!

With an occupation, my life is almost complete... Just lack of a soul mate, or rather companion. People have been telling me that someone for me will eventually come along. But I don't believe it. I believe that destiny is in our own hands and things happen because we want them to, because we make them happen. Well, of course if a woman got love struck and initiates to talk to me, then I'd truly call it destiny. Hahaha! But this will never happen. Moreover, like I always say, "a man got to do what a man got to do." Destiny only apply to girls; when a man of their dream decides to approach them. That is destiny. For us men, we just got to make it happen. Tough huh?

I'm so into this Thai celebrity these days. Knomjean! Hahaha! She is fine! I guess single man will always look for some female icon to worship, like how I worshiped Girls' Generation 3 years ago, hahaha! Fills my empty heart! Ya know what I'm saying?! Hahaha! Goodnight & peace! :D

Time to Slog My Guts Out

This is it I guess. Quote of the day, or rather of this whole new adventure: 

"I want to remember that no one is going to make my dreams come true for me... It is my job to get up everyday and work toward the things that are deepest in my heart... And to enjoy every step of the journey rather than wishing I was already where I want to end up."

You know what is the worst part about falling in & out of love? It's when you can remember all the first times that you shared with your partner & simultaneously the last times. It's not a good feeling. But it's something we have to deal with. Just like stepping into a whole new environment, knowing new people, who will eventually become colleagues, taking on new responsibilities, and so on. With that being said, I'm still freaking nervous!!! The anxiety is killing me!!! Hahaha... Gosh, how I wish I have a Significant Other (SO) now. Then I can rant to her & maybe she can calm my soul. 

In my dreams then, goodnight and peace :)

New Phase of Life. Embrace it.

Today is probably the last Sunday that I can take it easy & not have that "oh shit, it's Monday tomorrow" feeling. But who knows, it might turn out to be "oh yeah, it's Monday tomorrow." Hahaha! Wonder what awaits me... Well, whatever it is, I got to be ready. I have to be. Gosh, I can sense a sleepless night tomorrow already... The anxiety always gets to me.

Do all these transition phases in life reminds you of the past; all the walks you'd took, the journeys you'd made? We've definitely came a long way, didn't we? First day into Primary school, then to Secondary, Polytechnic, National Service & finally University... Come to think of it, the transition from NS to University was the easiest to me, simply because there was someone dear with me. Oh well... Like I said, some walks we have to take alone, right? Just hope that I don't have to take this walk of life alone. Hahaha... 

Watched so many movies these few days. Mostly those that I'd missed. The Great Gatsby, Hangover 1, 2 and 3, Man of Steel, Lone Survivor, Battleship, We Bought a Zoo, The Hobit: Desolation of Smaug and The Wolf of Wall Street. I think that's about the amount of movies I'd watched in the whole of 2013, hahaha...

Some people say that they enjoy "alone time"... But I think that to be able to truly enjoy being alone, one has to be complete, to be leading a vibrant or hectic life. To me, being alone is just pitiful, or maybe because I've had too much of such "alone time". I wasn't like this in the past, but now, it just reminds me of how lonely I really am. It's sad, but it's the truth. Maybe I haven't gotten used to not having someone around... Been 5 months huh... Let's hope things get better starting next week. Peace.

Just a Reverie. Just.

I’d dream about that moment when I would go down on my knee like a chivalrous knight, only to be armed with a ring, and ask her if she’d marry me.

I’d imagine looking deeply into those alluring eyes; probably for the millionth time now, slowly swell up with tears as I waited for a reply. She would have both her hands clasped together, leaving only a tiny gap to cover her lovely lips & adorable nose. Yes, just like that typical action people always do when in shock.

I figured that she’d be too astounded to react & allowed her another 6 seconds before asking again, “Will you, my sunshine?” Then maybe she would lower one of her hands, the hand which gap fits flawlessly into mine, and I would held it so gently, as if handling a new life. Following after would be a familiar quivering voice, “Yes, I will.”

By this time, I’d be overwhelmed by immense joy, my heart racing with excitement. But I had to contain it. I had to, because the ring was still in my possession. Not for long though. I would then gracefully slip that symbolic ring, one that’d bind us eternally, into her delicate ring finger. Then I’d stand up, all these while trying to find myself in her eyes, & say, “I love you.” Before locking our lips so tightly that nothing, absolutely nothing, not even death, could separate us for that moment in time.

"Dreaming about the things we could be."

I thought we were fine, that what we shared was like a tiny growing sprout. With time as nutrients, moments as water & hope as sunlight, I believed that we'd flourish someday. Maybe I had too much faith & forgot that "someday" might never come. I also believed that the differences & occasional arguments were like passing storms, merely a threat that every growing sprout must brave until they mature. But without hope for the future, like a sprout without sunlight, we perished.

I passed by the neighborhood mall last night & saw the zodiac forecast they'd display before every Chinese New Year & it felt like last week when we were just there reading those predictions together.

It's hard isn't it? For those of you who have been through it; to let go and move on completely... I guess the only way to be freed is to get entangled in yet another love story. One that might never come. Or one that might end as tragically as that passed sprout. Or maybe, if fortunate enough, one that matures into a sturdy tree which can brave any storms.

"You only need the light when it's burning low, 

only miss the sun when it starts to snow, 

only know you've been high when you're feeling low, 

only hate the road when you're missing home, 

only know you love her when you let her go."

Welcome to 2014! & more fragments of the past

Happy New Year everybody! How can I miss out the chance to write about something on this "epic" day of the year? The day of a new beginning, the 1st of January. Maybe not so on "the day of a new beginning" because I believe that any day can be the beginning of something new as long as you are ready to set aside the past, live the present & embrace the future.

However, & unfortunately, it became a rather emotional 1st of January for me when I decided to sort out my university notes. Those notes reminded me of the times when we'd go to school early just to get them printed. Some of them were printed by her at home for me. Every pieces of those paper reminded me of little moments we had. The statistic notes brought back memories from when we'd sit together and practice our ass out, questions after questions, pages after pages. This particular one, part of our Marketing Communication project, a story board drawn by her, actually brought a lump to my throat. Felt like it was just last week when we were juggling with all these projects together, camping in corners of the school or at friends' house... & when I was flipping through the stacks to see what module they belong to, I saw that familiar, yet now distant hand writing on some of these papers... Those words that she once wrote for my sake. It burns.

Sigh. Almost set my entire wooden study desk on fire. Burn everything once & for all... Oh well, I guess I'll have to deal with these sooner or later, might as well be today. I'm keeping those nicely bound notes though. For whatever reasons... What I truly find amusing is that I don't even feel this much from the gifts, yet of all stuffs, school / lecture notes... Gosh, I seriously question my sanity sometimes.