Wednesday, January 30, 2008
I know this sounds stupid, but I am falling into a "Post Drama Depression", if there is such a term.
For the past 3 days, I have been watching Goong, also known as Princess Hours, and I managed to conquered all 24 episodes (with each episode lasting 1 hour odd) with minimal breaks.
Though the show (which was adapted from a comic) was written based on some element of fantasy and imagination, it does reflects on how the lives of the existing royal families are like, the difficulties they have and the problems they face.
As I was watched the the show, I was reminded of the late Princess Diana; how hard it was to for her to adapt to life in palace, and how difficult to live a life of your own when the world is watching you. Being a member of the royal family is not as great as you think it is. Just look at the Japan Royal Family and the British Royal Family.
Now that I have finished watching the entire show, I am feeling a little sad and lost; Sad that the show has ended (the ending was a little abrupt and ambiguous), Lost because ... I have no idea why either. Oh, and a little empty too.
It is an "after-effect" feeling that is hard to describe. This usually happens after watching Korean shows. Somehow Korean shows that are classified under romance and comedy has that kind of effect, like "Full House" and "My Girl".
I guess the success behind these shows lies in the secret of including what we look forward to having in reality, but have minimal control of. Scenes which often dream of, but have limitations in achieving.
Conclusion
Shows that capture our attention and have us addicted, are probably thoughts and reflections of our inner self.
Note: I will do the ratings of the show next time, even though I know most of you would have already watched it (since Channel U has been airing it for the 3rd time in such a short period of time and that Channel 55 has also shown it before).
Maybe I'll do a consolidation of the dramas that I have watched, together with some books i have read, but only when I am really really free. I have lost 60 hours of time to the "living the life of a royal family member". It's time I catch up on reality.
=)
I-dreamt-of-a-cavalier at 10:32 pm
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Something's wrong with my driving skills these days. Not that I have been driving for a long time, but ... it wasn't this bad when i was learning driving, Honestly.
1st
I drove to Orchard Road today. For the first time in my whole life, I'm driving one of Singapore's most congested road, despite it being a weekday afternoon.
Had initially wanted to park in the open air car park beside Orchard building (okays, I guess most of you have no idea where it is. Orchard building is the one opposite cineleisure. If you know California Gym, then you should know Orchard building.) I had wanted to turn left from the road directly outside California Gym, but realised that there wasn't an opening from the road which leads to the carpark.
I had no choice but to turn out. I did the most stupid thing. I turned out of the ERP zone; that means that I paid ERP twice in less than 5 minutes. Gone was 2 bucks.
This time round i was very determined to park in Cineleisure's car park, so I decided to turn in via Meritus Mandarin Hotel. When I finally steered into the car park's entrance, I stupidly realised that I was turning in on a one way street.
Luckily, I managed to swerve quickly into the carpark before I obstructed a car which was coming in the opposite direction.
* God Bless Me*
2nd
When I finally got into the Cineleisure's carpark, I stupidly turned into a dead end with a vacant parking lot, but guess what? The lot was reserved for handicap only. So I had to reverse to get out of that dead end. While reversing, the front right corner of the car got rubbed against the pillar.
When I have alighted from the car (after parking it in a non-handicap lot), I took a glance at the front right corner of the car; there was paint (from the pillar) smudged with a slight scratch. *sSSShhHHhh* Don't tell my parents, because nobody realised it since it was really insignificant. Really!!!
*Hallelujah, Praise the Lord*
3rd
I was driving real slow on PIE and BKE, all because it was after office hours, and there were many Malaysian bikes swerving in and out; all rushing to get back home. I do understand that they would like to get back to Malaysia as soon as possible after a long tired day at work, just to see their families, have a good meal and take a good rest. However, have they thought about the consequences of their reckless driving? It was really dangerous to speed and swerve in between cars and heavy vehicles on the expressway when the traffic was really heavy. Your loved ones may never see you again.
Anyway, I was driving really carefully, constantly looking at my rear and side mirrors for bikes which may suddenly cut into my lane. I do not want to be the culprit for separating their families from them.
(Please note that I do not mean to stereotype Malaysia bikes, neither am I trying to say that Singapore bikes do not speed and serve. I am just stating a phenomenon that I have observed for the past few years.)
*God, Please Bless Us*
4th
While attempting to park my car at this particular lot in Sunshine Place's car park, I almost hit into a stationary car while reversing. Though I am lousy with parking, I think it's the position of the lot & the size of my car, and not my parking skills that caused the 'near-accident'. I think i reversed so closely to the car parked beside the lot (which I had originally wanted to park in), a car which was behind me, had to horn to warn me. How embarrassing can that be.
I am not defending myself. I am honest to admit that my parking skills do indeed suck, however I am very pleased that it has improved in the past one week. It is definately much better when I last drove 6 months ago.
6 months ago, I could never park alone. In other words, someone has got to be beside me before I can park the car. Now, I can park the car by myself; the time taken is getting shorter and the position of the car is getting straighter.
*Please clap for me*
5th
The Finale of the day is the most happening thing of the day.
While driving back from Sunshine Place to Choa Chu Kang, I mounted a kerb (the 4th time in 8 hours). I drove very close to the kerb/fence because I thought the van on my left was driving too near me while making a right turn. I was told that the van was in fact, very far. My judgement was so wrong.
This time, my mounting of kerb is very different from the previous 3 times. There was a very loud sound given off when the back of my car came down from the kerb. I thought the metal portion of my right back wheel got scratched against the kerb or the fence, but when I finally took a good look at my wheel, I realised that ..... tHAT ... THAT ....
THE TYRE PUNCTURED!!!!!
Woah, so happening.
My car's tyre punctured within 5 days of driving. How exciting can that be.
Thank goodness there was an extra wheel in the car boot. Otherwise, I would have been skinned alive. I will have to pay for the tow truck services, and my sisters' transport costs. (What great foresight the manufacturers of cars have. They actually forsee that drivers will sure have their tyres punctured, so they designed cars with a space for wheels. Then again, my mother said it could be the lousy quality of the tyre which caused the puncture. Hahs. I choose to believe my mum. =Þ)
I had witnessed and learnt how to change a car's wheel for the first time in my life. I heard that a wheel will cost at least $100. That sure was an expensive lesson.
* Kaching Kaching* - Money Flies Away.
In these 5 days, I have spent $70 on petrol, $15 on cashcard and $5 on parking coupons. With an additional $100 for the new wheel, I think I should stick to public transport more often.
Final Conclusion
I doubt I will want to drive often.
I-dreamt-of-a-cavalier at 11:53 pm
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Life has always been unpredictable.
I am very thankful to be alive. Very thankful that I am born in a safe and secure country, and I never had to struggle to survive in turbulent times, even though I often felt very sore about having to go through much more than my peers, and therefore growing up much faster than the average joe, thus shortening my childhood. However, I am still thankful for that as reality is the best education.
Every lesson learnt in life contributes to my life experiences and that has allowed me to attain greater heights in life; they shaped me to become a person less ignorant, and a person more sensible.
Most importantly, I have learnt to cherish good times through bad times.
This, despite the fact that there were many times I went to bed hoping that I will never have to wake up, and waking up wondering why didn't I die off in sleep.
Those were thoughts that came to me when I felt lowest in life.
No. I am not an escapist. Yes, I do run away from problems. Contradicting?
When something happens, I usually tend to run away from it, because i need to cool down. However, once I sort my thoughts out, I will do my best to solve the problem.
This explains why I am still around till this very day, even though I was once suicidal.
I had always thought that I was sick of life. I always thought that I have had enough. I always thought that there is nothing in life that could have been worse off that what I was going through. Most importantly, I always thought that I had wanted to die. Till the day I was on the brink of life, did I realise that I had always wanted very much to live.
I had cheated death not once, not twice, but thrice. Don't ask me how, don't ask me why. It just happened, somehow.
It was that very night when I was really suffocated and had to fight for that very bit of air (oxygen) to keep myself alive did I realise that I really did not want to die; not yet. Not when I am in the peak of my prime, not when I have many unfulfilled dreams, not when my sisters have grown up, not when I have repaid my parents unconditional love, not when my grandparents have attended my convocation (it has always been my granny's wish to see me graduate from university), not when my friends have made their mark, not when .........................
When I could finally breathe normally, after what I felt was infinity, I started to think differently; I started thinking about what would have had happened for i were to die at that very instant.
I thought about how my loved ones will take the news of my death and how upset they will be (judging from how worried they were when I was coughing constantly), how my funeral will be like and what will happen to what I left behind; like my belongings, my bank account (though miserable, but it was saved with great efforts), and most importantly - my pets.
My pets are the greatest love of my life. No, not that none of you are any inferior to them, but I have always believed that everyone around me will cope with my death with time, all except for my beloved pets. Though I hardly spend much time with them these days, there is this chemistry between us which we have built over the years; just one look at them and I can guess what they want, or what they are up too. Maybe it's my observation of their constant display of similar behavior over a period of time, maybe I had just imagined what they would have wanted, but I will still like to believe that we share this telepathy no one else could have. That could be the reason why I am usually the one who discover their first signs of falling sick, and that I could sense their mood.
One day, if I were to really die before anyone of you, please do not feel sad nor sorry for me. As I have once said I have lived with no regrets, despite the fact that I have almost zero achievement/s in my life for I have put in my best in doing everything, so long as it is within my capable means. I have lived my life to the very best.
I once went to this workshop, and the coach once told us that if you were to touch one person's life just once, and that very person touches 3 other people's lives, and that very 3 person were to touch 9 other people's lives, we would have been the reason why this world is a better place to live in. The Multiplier effect works wonders.
We may laugh at how candidates of the Miss Universe all mentioned unanimously that they had wanted World Peace, when this world seems to bring more desolations than hope given the endless wars and innocent deaths.
I personally feel that World peace is within our reach, but not yet. We may be small as an individual, but we are definately Not insignificant. We can change the world.
Therefore, if death comes knocking on my door, please do not cry for me, for I think that I have lead a very meaningful life if I have touched your life once, just once.
Should there really be any, my only regret is to not touch your lives once more.
I-dreamt-of-a-cavalier at 3:33 am
wishesGALORE
1) Go for Charity Dog Run
2)
Bring the Poochies out!
3) Set up an Adoption Blog
4) Donate money to Charity
5) Convince my friends to donate/volunteer at Charity as my birthday gift
6) Volunteer
7) Go Ubin
8) A Nice Over Night at Sentosa
9) Pudding to Blend in Well
