spirital musings, mundane rantings and far more baloney
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Today is likely the most humid day I've ever experienced. The local weather humidity index is scaling at a whopping 89%! Alas! Our poor lungs are so inflicted. And not to mention our skin so soaked in sticky perspiration. No, it's water vapor! And more vapor!
It's 15 minutes past 12 and I've decided to heed my baby's advice to sleep early. So I should be done with this post in the next 30 minutes. Other days, I could still be battling monsters right till 3AM, which somewhat causes my panda eyes to form. According to a hearsay, the human skin is said to replenish at its optimum over 3 hours between 11PM to 2AM every night.
So if you would like some perfect and beautiful skin, you've then got to allow your body to enjoy that sufficient rest during those periods.
But on the average, a typical working adult sleeps at 12 midnight and wakes up by 8 in the morning. The typical parent, or rather my own parents leave for work by 9AM and only reach back by 10PM. So sometimes we dine at 10.30 or 11PM. Pretty much supper time for most people by then. But I'll probably get a cultural shock in Australia when they pull their shuttles at 5PM.
So I guess I'll just spend my time in the dense vegetation of Perth mugging and strumming my guitar.
I'm a little overburnt from work. At least that's what my mind is telling me. But I'm still hanging on, so don't worry.
Still, I thank God everytime, for His sovereignty remains the same.
I had a glimpse that life would be challenging. But not to the point of exhaustion when reality smacks me on my face. I'm reduced to a workaholic with a vicious 50 hours per week schedule.
At the same time, the world is screaming at me to avail more time. But sorry mates, I don't have time to fellowship because I don't want to. And if you need to know why, I'm tired. How's that? Bleak and blatant.
But I'm looking forward to July when my contract matures. I'll have more time to be myself by then.
I was listening to Home by Westlife, a song originally written for popular jazz artiste Michael Bublé and was immediately smittened. The song was actually composed by someone of the name Alan Chang. How oriental!
I'm immersed with work recently. I work 50 hours a week. And that breaks down to 10 a day. What a holistic number! But it's taking its toll on me. But I figured that this is the kind of life to expect upon working full time after graduation. So here's just a prelude to my next 4 decades of torment. Brimstone and burning sulphur. Ouch!
But as much as I want to be financially adept and never having to worry about money, I also want quality time with people I love. It's a shame that people nowadays are working so hard for money and not investing enough into meaningful relationships, which in my opinion is a critical part of being simply human. We're made to be relational, not robotic.
Now that I'm bounded by legal paper, I have so little to do what I've always loved. Like spending time with my baby, going to church on Sundays and having dinner at 8PM.
PS: Each time you think of me, know that I miss you more :D
MUSHY STUFF. Romance flows in my blood man.
And some photos taking during the making of SunShine Girl!
I have not blogged for more than 2 weeks and that's only because I have been so busy at work!
Anyway this is mutt-rocker-myself in black. And with some mascara and black painted nails, people could really mistaken me for a grotesque black metal rock star wannabe. Also known as the Mutt-yo-yo. Hah.
But that was all because of a bizarre combination of my brother's skinny jeans , my dad's leather shoes and Ping's The Beatles t-shirt. Oh, the underpants mine anyway.
twenty-something. a child of God. aspiring singer songwriter. singaporean. extrovert. black eyes. daydreamer. right handed. guitarist. loves writing.
perpetually retarded. love comedies and ogling at pretty girls. perfectly heterosexual.
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