Friend, am I just a cheap guide to you?

It leaves behind a mild but unpleasant aftertaste when friends treat you like a cheap tour guide, and put their own priority of having someone familiar with the country to cheaply guide them over the companionship of you should the location be changed.

The greatest irony of all however is that this friend tends to lament on the unfairness and inconsiderateness in the surroundings that has been encountered and yet this friend is a perpetrator of such callousness as well. I thought that this friend might have been more tactful or at least considerate when alternatives were offered.

I suppose we can see the faults of others clearer than our own and this friend probably has a perspective to this issue that puts me in a not too good light as well. After all, priorities are different and we tend to put ourselves and family first before the rest... I think...

You Are Intelligent and Insightful

You are a total brainiac who is addicted to ideas. You can always be found studying, reading, and learning. You are an independent thinker, and you tend to be drawn to unusual philosophies. You are easily excitable, and you can get very intense when you find a new subject that you love. You tend to be a bit cynical and skeptical. You've seen enough of the world to be unimpressed by a lot of it.

The Autumn Leaf Test

Blogthings: We're Not Shrinks, But We Play Them On the Internet

It's deceiving... hehe...

Feelings are usually inaccurate gauges of the actual situation.

What feels right may not necessary be the right thing for one.

Vice versa, what feels weak may not necessary be weak.

Less effort is needed, that is all. So chim.......

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I am bemused by one of my colleague.

He doesn't seem to understand what the phrase 'what goes around comes around' mean; or ' smile and the world smiles back' and haha vice versa...

Don't know whether to laugh or pity as we observe his idiosyncratic actions.

Oh wells, it takes all sorts to make the world. :)

Hah? Seriously anal!

In the pursuit of a more gracious and clean style of living, Singapore is eventually throwing the baby out of the bathwater. It has reached a point of ridiculousness that it really makes me dread of the eventuality of me having to go back to the small dot on a permanent basis... yet another reason not too?

So clean, so sterile, so fine... so anal, so small minded...

Singapore is so going to be a joke to the rest of the world and to fellow Singaporeans again.

I know it has been old news and probably one that it wasn't highlighted because it is such a joke, only got to know about it recently. Slow me. Perhaps there are other important issues to know of out in the world. Anyway a link to the big hooha below...

http://singaporemind.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-eating-in-mrt.html

Very hard to find the balance point eh? Sheesh. -.-

Why are you laughing?!

My trainer did to me what I had done to my sailors during physical training in the past, multiply the intensity and the incitement by a dozen times... But instead of the normal reaction I was actually trying hard not to burst out laughing. Huh?

Thought it funny that he was doing the sergeant-major thing (again; ok granted, the first time was more intimidating, but the rationalization had already begun then) to me as because of my profession that helped me rationalize his actions, I actually do not feel that much of the emotional push and incitement that he might have wanted to achieve. It becomes funny therefore to see a tool of my own trade being used on me.

Ok... focus on training... and try not to burst out laughing again...

A walk in the park.

The gentle giants all over the Bogor Botanic Gardens remind us just how puny we are. Yet these giants are in need of our protection and understanding to survive and thrive. Likewise our wellbeing and existence very much depends on them. Interdependence... Such are the ironies and intricacies of the web of life...

Hmm... the trainer was right. The moderate-by-his-standards training last night did aid in the recovery of my sore arm. But we did not practice strikes, just jabs to let my left arm rest. (For those in the know and are scratching your heads, yes, I strike with my left, southpaws rule!!!)

The scary boss was back in the gym after his wedding, and for some reasons seemed scarier than ever; reminding me r e p e a t e d l y of my coming test on Halloween's... haha, of all days... Halloween's... and the focus of the test?

Stamina. -.-

And the higher one advances, the lonelier one gets... I am the only female taking the test... and apparently the only female to sign on the next stage package if I get through the test... I want a female partner!!!! Heeh, no Ray, not that... sparring partner la!!! T_T

These are indeed the ingredients of a perfect nightmare. Hahaha... or a challenge if one has a taste for horror stories. >:D

Got to start jogging again next week. Yosh!