Life without maid; the neverending edition.

I know from a long hiatus from the blog writing, a good and cheery post would do all good, but sadly, tonight is not the night.

Ever since maid had left the family, I can gladly say that there's a huge change in how life is, how the true colour of things slowly shows and little and insignificant can we be. 

Don't tell me love and kinship all through all odds bullshit, 'cause all I am sensing now is tension. 

I hate how the culture of the family have changed ever since the maid left. 

I hate how now's all about tension, stress and restrictions in the family. 

I hate coming home to an empty and messy house everyday, tensed as ever knowing that at any time I would be yelled at for doing things that seemed to be so insignificant in the past. 

I hate you for being so unreasonable of small things because you are tired, and you just want to vent everything out. 

I hate it when I become your venting outlet and every form of harsh words comes right out from your fucking mouth like blades to my soul. 

I hate the tension we now have between us. 

I hate that feeling that I don't even feel like talking to you. 

I hate how I can't even feel relaxed in my own home. 

I hate how I have lost the whole feeling of truly slacking and relaxed at home. 

I hate how now I feel that even going out doing nothing is better than staying at home.

I hate how I feel like I don't want to ever be in this place. 

I hate how I feel so immature due to all this tension and shit going through. 

I hate the everything and anything that have changed when the moment my maid left home. 

I want my life back.  

But, I know it's impossible. Fuck. 

An act of kindness.

Maybe it's the fact that I commute more on the train more during the holidays due to work or I'm just simply bored when I'm on the way to work, totally late and in no mood to watch or play any games on my iPod.

I find myself more attentive to the ads on these platforms more often now.

Recently one that got me thinking was the one regarding the act of kindness.

I never really took it into heart even though the emphasis of the ad was to highlight that acts of kindness could be done in seconds in our busy schedules and busy was not an issue. But you know being in a society like Singapore who gives a shit. I mean seriously. I don't think half of the population even appreciates what you are doing. More over making Singapore a better place just by these act of kindness that many take for granted.

Affirmative from experiences. *nods*

But having to experience it myself. Acts of kindness do make a difference. You might just meet some one who will appreciate your efforts. Like me.

A accidental topple of my long awaited fries sure spoilt my day.

But an act by the manager to replace my fries sure made my day a whole lot better. Appreciating the fact that the manager didn't have to do it as it is none of macs fault that my fries got toppled on the floor.

I am deeply touched.

Suddenly motivated that I should be gracious in my own way or another.

忙碌。

好几天美动电脑了吧？此刻打字的感觉好像也生疏了。
我真的是夸张王说夸张话。LOL.

只能说，表面上我一直渴望的假期也没有多么的完美。
坦白说，这几天看来，我忙的和上学没什么两样。
好像还似乎觉得上学时，可能因为有上课当借口，好像还没现在那么忙。

明明是假期，概嘛搞的的脚像是踩了一白棵柠檬似的，酸！！！

妈妈一看我闲着就叫我做东做西的。
老板一看我暑假来了就排了一堆的工作。

跑来跑去，忙来忙去，为了什么呀？ 真是无聊。

累，有谁不累，为了钱，只能说，没办法~

好了呗~ 茶喝完了，宵夜也吃完了，眼睛越来越重，就让我在此搁笔，睡觉咯~　

明天又新的一个重复天～

Judging.

Yes, this is going to be one of those ranting posts that I always have the tendency to post out, instead of those great, fantastic, entertaining posts that I planned in my head.

Today's topic : JUDGING.

Admit it, you, me, we all have been there. It's just human nature to judge. Oh. Not forgetting those biatches there to plan the seeds of misunderstanding into your brain before you know it, but then again, we are also that navie and stupid to fall for it. 

Judging is to me, just seems like another big irony. Something that all of us so detest, yet, always do. JUDGE. I judge you for who I don't know. You judge me back thinking you know me well. Cycle of life huh? 

Be it on me or on my friends that you're judging, you ain't know shit yet.

Just like how you think you know me, but you actually don't. You ain't know shit about me, that's a perception that I show you. 

Think I have no temper? Think again. Think I am always tired, powerless, think again. Think I am quiet/opinion-less? Think again? 

I don't know why this is happening to me, I am also judging you for all the wrong things like you are judging me and my friends. 

Maybe just like you, I know shit about you too. That's why I am judging. 

It's like a vicious cycle. Really feel like ending all these now, but can I? 

WTS. I fuckin' can't. This is frustrating that I still have to be that Ms Nice just to ensure that shit doesn't happen to me instead because of all the politics. I HATE POLITICS, be it literally, or just usually school and work politics. GTFO. 

Final note to self: 

Don't accept others to stop first. You stop it first. What they want to do with their little thought experiment is none of your business. 

美食。

美食。我们每天都需要的，美食。

它很多用途，可以用来庆祝美好的时光，也可以当成解压；化悲愤为食量，可以存催到只是填饱在咕噜咕噜叫的肚子罢了。

食物之所以能成为美食除了要靠厨师的功力，食材的好坏，其实也要看环境和情形的。

多多少少，和谁吃也有很大的关联。

我一直相信，只要是和爱你和你爱的人吃，就算是吃着在小贩中心，很普通的炒果条也会让我吃的津津有味，乐在其中。

反而，是和错的人吃，就算是山珍海味也会吃的很难过，很咽不下口。

就像今天，明明就在着有着美丽的夜景的海边，漂亮的船只，和不错的食物。加起来真的是气派无敌。

就可惜，是跟错的人。

多多少少，一点玩笑和幽默是会让整个用餐的气氛变的更佳，没错。

不过，玩笑玩过火了，只会变得幼稚，愚蠢，甚至让人愤怒。

我不知道我做了什么可以让你这样选择性的利用我当挡箭牌，

就因为我外表不佳，所以选择了我。

可是，不管我度量有多大，心胸多么的宽，我是有限度的。过火就是过火了。

不喊痛并不代表不痛，不爆发不是因为没脾气。

只不过，要为你留个面子。你固然老板。

对，你是老板。就不能有些老板的风范吗？
玩的连别人都受不了，何况是我的感受。
搞的我不知所错，你很爽是吧。

不过，受你一次侮辱，不会有下次。

学乖了，不会有以后。
就像老妈说的一样：“做工就做工，其他免谈”

毕竟，少你占你一些好处我不会死，

毕竟，你不是真正需要我。

我也不是真的需要你的钱。

这恐怕是我吃过一次最难吃的“美食” 了。

100 posts. Hoseybo!!

Pop some party poppers for me, everyone! 

100 POSTS!!

Not kind of a big deal actually, since I am not some big shots with ten thousands over page views and going to do a give away, needing some attention or something. To let people feel joyous for them as well for them. 

But I guess what makes me really want to highlight this stage of this blog is how much it has gone through already. Since, this blog has already been 1 and a 1/2 years old. (Ever since I have decided to move away from shame-island, kinda embarrassed at the way I used to blog and also sick that I have to use html just to make a new blog skin. Okay. Doesn't matter :x) 

It's kinda funny that how much I have come by  all these while. From me being in the middle of my year one, till now, whist I am in my final year. This blog has considered to have gone through the thick and thin through my poly years, I would not say that I have gone through as much as I had as compared to my secondary school years, but I won't consider that I had a more smooth-sailing time with this blog. 

Through this while, I have got new friends, lost old friends, be it I have got to see their true colours or be it if they have decided to move on without me. (it's part and parcel of life, just need some getting use like always) 

In this bunch, I have met very nice people, giving me encouragements, helping me grow, making me change into for the good or maybe for the bad. Through the year, I got new aspirations, new targets. I started doing new things that I have never will do in the past, the list just goes on and on; from working, to mopping even to me wanting FINALLY to lose some serious weight. All I can say is I'm glad at the very least, I can have something I can look back on. 

I am thankful despite my laziness, I am still leaving marks of my life time after time. 

For like what I have said, this blog isn't first made for anyone, but rather, or myself. To see how much I have grew and change as time passed.