Observation 1:
I realised my work is getting to me. I tell people I will call them back in 2 minutes time (like, huh..so accurate?), I tell people I will send them an email within the next half-hr time frame (what...), I call people and almost automatically tell them "Hi I'm Xiao Pei from NUS Sports Club". Oh like what the hell. I get to the club room/home, switch on my laptop and automatically check for emails regarding updates on Open House / Sports Club stuff. Then I log on to IVLE to check for announcements regarding assignments, term papers and updates on lecture notes.
Oh not to mention I get calls from not my friends, but parents of my students asking me how their progress are, so I have to think up a 5-minute progress report to tell them over the phone. No wonder my mum switched my plan to one that has free incoming calls.
I end up teaching music theory on MSN to my students who have MSN, or to friends who are attempting theory.
When does "fun" ever come in?
Like my bro said, "Floorball is the only thing keeping me sane." I think so too.
Observation 2:
Singlehood. Being able to call whoever you like (girl, or guy) "darling" and not having to worry about consequences. Not having to answer to anyone except yourself. Being able to look at a drop-dead-gorgeous guy and know that you're "available" (even though you know its pretty impossible to get to know him). Being able to plan your own schedule without having to include a special slot called "boyfriend".
Singlehood. Too many fond memories of your past relationships and seeing your ex get another girl. "So what?", you may think. Let me tell you: the feeling sucks no matter how much you try to deny it and tell yourself "I have gotten over him." A sudden craving for TLC and you realise no one is able to give that to you, then you will have to find some sort of comfort within yourself. The awkwardness of seeing him again because of the sudden flood of memories, leaving you not knowing what to say or do even though you have planned each step carefully - from saying hi, to goodbye.
Observation 3:
Why is it that when I'm in NUS nobody seems to drop by for a visit, but when I am home, everybody calls my mobile and asks "Xiao Pei, are you in the club room? I am at _____. [insert Fong Seng/NUH/around SRC]"
I'm tired of all these. Someone just grant me 3 wishes and I know what I will do with them.
Wish #1: Give me a better figure with a smaller bone-structure. Say, 168cm and slim frame but toned body.
Wish #2: Grant me the ability to teleport anywhere I want to in 3 seconds.
Wish #3: Bestow upon me knowledge and skills of all sorts - music, sports, academic subjects, language, EQ.
I think by this time, you people will have to slap me for my desire for such perfection.
I realised my work is getting to me. I tell people I will call them back in 2 minutes time (like, huh..so accurate?), I tell people I will send them an email within the next half-hr time frame (what...), I call people and almost automatically tell them "Hi I'm Xiao Pei from NUS Sports Club". Oh like what the hell. I get to the club room/home, switch on my laptop and automatically check for emails regarding updates on Open House / Sports Club stuff. Then I log on to IVLE to check for announcements regarding assignments, term papers and updates on lecture notes.
Oh not to mention I get calls from not my friends, but parents of my students asking me how their progress are, so I have to think up a 5-minute progress report to tell them over the phone. No wonder my mum switched my plan to one that has free incoming calls.
I end up teaching music theory on MSN to my students who have MSN, or to friends who are attempting theory.
When does "fun" ever come in?
Like my bro said, "Floorball is the only thing keeping me sane." I think so too.
Observation 2:
Singlehood. Being able to call whoever you like (girl, or guy) "darling" and not having to worry about consequences. Not having to answer to anyone except yourself. Being able to look at a drop-dead-gorgeous guy and know that you're "available" (even though you know its pretty impossible to get to know him). Being able to plan your own schedule without having to include a special slot called "boyfriend".
Singlehood. Too many fond memories of your past relationships and seeing your ex get another girl. "So what?", you may think. Let me tell you: the feeling sucks no matter how much you try to deny it and tell yourself "I have gotten over him." A sudden craving for TLC and you realise no one is able to give that to you, then you will have to find some sort of comfort within yourself. The awkwardness of seeing him again because of the sudden flood of memories, leaving you not knowing what to say or do even though you have planned each step carefully - from saying hi, to goodbye.
Observation 3:
Why is it that when I'm in NUS nobody seems to drop by for a visit, but when I am home, everybody calls my mobile and asks "Xiao Pei, are you in the club room? I am at _____. [insert Fong Seng/NUH/around SRC]"
I'm tired of all these. Someone just grant me 3 wishes and I know what I will do with them.
Wish #1: Give me a better figure with a smaller bone-structure. Say, 168cm and slim frame but toned body.
Wish #2: Grant me the ability to teleport anywhere I want to in 3 seconds.
Wish #3: Bestow upon me knowledge and skills of all sorts - music, sports, academic subjects, language, EQ.
I think by this time, you people will have to slap me for my desire for such perfection.