Hi all!
Long time no write! today, blogging is a like a breath of fresh air from recent events, which I am happy to say, are tuning down and slowing up. Of cos, coming back out of it requires some time, so as of today, still nothing funny to write except for one small issue.
which will be placed at the bottom.
force you to read what i saying next....ahem...
To my happiness, I have found some ways to combat feelings of lowness. this may not apply to you guys, but it works for me.
So I've decided to write it here, so I don't forget. If you find this helpful, well, I'd like a cup of Kopi please.
Recently, have been told by a fren that some bloggers are consistently depressed about Life and he wonders why. On the basis of research, I also kapohed and had a look into one of which he described.
5 mins into reading, I had the gist of X's life. She's young, she loves good food and pubbing, she's living with her parents. She posts many pics of herself in alluring poses, low necklines and half-exposed breasts. She takes pics in which she thinks are reflective /thinking poses....
Do you know inside every fat nice person is a skinny mean person thinking bad thoughts that get censured by said fat nice person before it's being let out?
Just for looking at those pics, Mini-me didn't just think bad thoughts, she almost knocked my teeth out to get them said.
X's depression is that, in addition to being broke all the time, she is also unemployed. There's a whinging quality about her that seems to impress others that she is a victim of an affluent society, denied her dream of becoming rich by doing nothing and living off frens, sees her life as a serial drama steeped with fairy tale, waiting for someone to see beyond her brittleness into her soft warm insides.
And sweep her off her feet, preferably with cash.
OK. So I dun like X and her ideas. X is equivalent to Life's Styrofoam board.
Snaps easily, drifts with the currents, filled with air.
Compared to a lot of other fellow hardworking citizens trying to make ends meet, her lazy griping persona is hard to stomach. She's unemployed by choice and gets by doing small part-time stints. By her lifestyle, I guess she spents every penny she earns. She certainly visits more restaurants, KTV, pubs in a week than I go a month.
I remembered I was resigned by the GST hike, afterall, the gov't already warned us that the hikes are going to kick in within 3-5 yrs. I also understood, in terms of economy, the hikes are to tax material spending to spread the money back to the needy. While I'm skeptical this works, other ways would too generalised.
So while I'm silently whining a bit that I've got to curb my spending, reading X complaining bitterly about GST also, about the Govt overlooking her welfare, made me slightly ashamed to be anyway associated with her and her own spendthrift, fala-dee-dee lifestyle.
haiz....I really don't like her views....
but ENUFF! A few things to curb depression!
1) Only ever tell it to 1 or 2 trusted friends. That's enuff frens to keep update because really, the less I talk about it, the less I wallow in it. and also, not a lot of ppl want to hear about my problems, so why ruin their mood?
2) Silence is inifitely golden. I get ppl coming to tell me about their problems. After hearing them, thank goodness I kept my mouth shut.
3) Tell myself it's going to get better and this is only a phase. Of cos, should make all the necessary decisions to bring yourself out of the misery. Sorry lah, no one can really help you if you don't help yourself first.
4) Always see the funny side of things. In fact, I managed to give my office colleagues a tiny magic show. I levitated off the ground---yah yah, can be done, next time show you, heheheh. And secondly, amid all their protest that I had a big fat butt, I demonstrated otherwise.
I held 2 pencils using my bottom-butt-cheek.
One beneath each cheek. Yeah.
It's a sight you don't see everyday.
And I left the office feeling remarkably happy that I left a party of 15 frens rolling over their seats in stomach cramps.
Long time no write! today, blogging is a like a breath of fresh air from recent events, which I am happy to say, are tuning down and slowing up. Of cos, coming back out of it requires some time, so as of today, still nothing funny to write except for one small issue.
which will be placed at the bottom.
force you to read what i saying next....ahem...
To my happiness, I have found some ways to combat feelings of lowness. this may not apply to you guys, but it works for me.
So I've decided to write it here, so I don't forget. If you find this helpful, well, I'd like a cup of Kopi please.
Recently, have been told by a fren that some bloggers are consistently depressed about Life and he wonders why. On the basis of research, I also kapohed and had a look into one of which he described.
5 mins into reading, I had the gist of X's life. She's young, she loves good food and pubbing, she's living with her parents. She posts many pics of herself in alluring poses, low necklines and half-exposed breasts. She takes pics in which she thinks are reflective /thinking poses....
Do you know inside every fat nice person is a skinny mean person thinking bad thoughts that get censured by said fat nice person before it's being let out?
Just for looking at those pics, Mini-me didn't just think bad thoughts, she almost knocked my teeth out to get them said.
X's depression is that, in addition to being broke all the time, she is also unemployed. There's a whinging quality about her that seems to impress others that she is a victim of an affluent society, denied her dream of becoming rich by doing nothing and living off frens, sees her life as a serial drama steeped with fairy tale, waiting for someone to see beyond her brittleness into her soft warm insides.
And sweep her off her feet, preferably with cash.
OK. So I dun like X and her ideas. X is equivalent to Life's Styrofoam board.
Snaps easily, drifts with the currents, filled with air.
Compared to a lot of other fellow hardworking citizens trying to make ends meet, her lazy griping persona is hard to stomach. She's unemployed by choice and gets by doing small part-time stints. By her lifestyle, I guess she spents every penny she earns. She certainly visits more restaurants, KTV, pubs in a week than I go a month.
I remembered I was resigned by the GST hike, afterall, the gov't already warned us that the hikes are going to kick in within 3-5 yrs. I also understood, in terms of economy, the hikes are to tax material spending to spread the money back to the needy. While I'm skeptical this works, other ways would too generalised.
So while I'm silently whining a bit that I've got to curb my spending, reading X complaining bitterly about GST also, about the Govt overlooking her welfare, made me slightly ashamed to be anyway associated with her and her own spendthrift, fala-dee-dee lifestyle.
haiz....I really don't like her views....
but ENUFF! A few things to curb depression!
1) Only ever tell it to 1 or 2 trusted friends. That's enuff frens to keep update because really, the less I talk about it, the less I wallow in it. and also, not a lot of ppl want to hear about my problems, so why ruin their mood?
2) Silence is inifitely golden. I get ppl coming to tell me about their problems. After hearing them, thank goodness I kept my mouth shut.
3) Tell myself it's going to get better and this is only a phase. Of cos, should make all the necessary decisions to bring yourself out of the misery. Sorry lah, no one can really help you if you don't help yourself first.
4) Always see the funny side of things. In fact, I managed to give my office colleagues a tiny magic show. I levitated off the ground---yah yah, can be done, next time show you, heheheh. And secondly, amid all their protest that I had a big fat butt, I demonstrated otherwise.
I held 2 pencils using my bottom-butt-cheek.
One beneath each cheek. Yeah.
It's a sight you don't see everyday.
And I left the office feeling remarkably happy that I left a party of 15 frens rolling over their seats in stomach cramps.
That's all. Keep happy, all!
OUT!
AKK:)
6 comments:
I got a strange feeling I know who you're talking about leh... :-P
And yeah, sometimes joy also comes from bringing a smile to others.
Regardless who is the X you are talking about, I agree with you, then we should depend on ourself and move on!
P/S: It nice chatting with you in MSN today. I hope I didnt fighten you as Goldfish left, you oso left.
Hope there is always a next time!
"I held 2 pencils using my bottom-butt-cheek. One beneath each cheek. Yeah."
0.o Ouch. That must have hurt, no?
good to know you've cheered up. making people laugh is always a good feeling. :)
Hahaha. Please, I would have been really grateful for the laugh if I were there as well. You should feel proud of yourself.
Next time try holding 2 baseball bats with your butt cheeks. :รพ
hitomi:
heh. no points for guessing who.
sunflower:
aiyo, sorry, i was suddenly thrust into the convie. office msn, so din talk much.
ensui:
not poke in lah! lengthwise place under the butt flap lah!!! haiyah!!!
zhebin:
I am!!! trying to increase the number of pencils!!!
ah fatt's fan:
hur hur....wah lau... slowly lah....
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