Hows it gonna be?
Bah.. Happy belated Labours Day...i didnt really had a good labour's day holiday ... my job is remotely mobile.. Hence, there is no need to say you cant work.
Anyway thats besides the point. I was told not to blog of the content of what happen to me and my family over the holiday. Weird. Nonetheless, the handful of readers i have might not be interested in it anyway...
But there is this one thing that keeps ticking at the back of my head which of course, i need to just make notes of. Where but to do it in my blog?
Having said that, there will always be likely simpler questions...
Can i leave early from work today? Of course you can, no one will question.
Can i take a 2 hour lunch break? Yes why not, they will assume i went out late.
So you went ahead and do just that... nonetheless, it does have an impact to it to...
1. deal with the people's perception of your 'wrong doings'
2. To accept the fact that the speculation is most prolly right and that gossip will definately be unleashed.
Sustaining the actions you have chosen to do will not stop anything of the above.
Well, thats just food for thought anyway.
I had a massive weekend .. filled with drama... it's not the ones that you see happens in the movies.. EVEN more of it actually. let's see..
1. My relative passed away coupla months ago.. well we had no attachment cos she didnt see me after she adopted a kid.. so i just went to the funeral to pay respect and all that. Over the weekend i just found out she actually committed suicide .. hrm. i was pretty blurred out. Its rather tragic... but.. what the heck....she's chose this way to end it.
2. My mom's friend went missing bout 11 days ago..Apparently he was kidnapped/murdered and thrown into the river. These bastards who are doing this, hijacked his car and burned it somewhere in the forest. Police found 2 bloated bodies by the river bank and one of the corpse is believed to be his. Sigh. so massively tragic. He, Uncle Alan will turn 50 this June. Poor thing.
3. A massive high ski fi drama happened at my door step on labour's day. None of it is related to well, the residents staying in my home but what the heck. It's the same repeat of history in which i was told not to write about here. This is related to the content of the message i had above. So, you guys go figure. In some ways, the end results of this made my mom cry because of the trauma and me tearing when we said our goodbyes. Of course, i didnt understand why at first i was like that but when i related this to a friend... he simply said that i might have felt 'SORRY' or rather sympathetic.. yeap.. big word but i am afraid it's true. What more to say when things like this happens. The shit that hits the fan is from the person who puts it there.
4. Read about the drama here. It was rather funny i guess and brandon's a really really brave boy. BUT we've got to keep the keys neatly tucked away this time around yea? At least he didnt thought of buying Chicken Little. He was just-plain-hungry. But he managed to get a full meal for 50 cents.. thats like power to the people.
Having said all that..i think i should move towards being a film director. I first have to find a producer. Anyone to introduce?
Anyway thats besides the point. I was told not to blog of the content of what happen to me and my family over the holiday. Weird. Nonetheless, the handful of readers i have might not be interested in it anyway...
But there is this one thing that keeps ticking at the back of my head which of course, i need to just make notes of. Where but to do it in my blog?
Having said that, there will always be likely simpler questions...
Can i leave early from work today? Of course you can, no one will question.
Can i take a 2 hour lunch break? Yes why not, they will assume i went out late.
So you went ahead and do just that... nonetheless, it does have an impact to it to...
1. deal with the people's perception of your 'wrong doings'
2. To accept the fact that the speculation is most prolly right and that gossip will definately be unleashed.
Sustaining the actions you have chosen to do will not stop anything of the above.
Well, thats just food for thought anyway.
I had a massive weekend .. filled with drama... it's not the ones that you see happens in the movies.. EVEN more of it actually. let's see..
1. My relative passed away coupla months ago.. well we had no attachment cos she didnt see me after she adopted a kid.. so i just went to the funeral to pay respect and all that. Over the weekend i just found out she actually committed suicide .. hrm. i was pretty blurred out. Its rather tragic... but.. what the heck....she's chose this way to end it.
2. My mom's friend went missing bout 11 days ago..Apparently he was kidnapped/murdered and thrown into the river. These bastards who are doing this, hijacked his car and burned it somewhere in the forest. Police found 2 bloated bodies by the river bank and one of the corpse is believed to be his. Sigh. so massively tragic. He, Uncle Alan will turn 50 this June. Poor thing.
3. A massive high ski fi drama happened at my door step on labour's day. None of it is related to well, the residents staying in my home but what the heck. It's the same repeat of history in which i was told not to write about here. This is related to the content of the message i had above. So, you guys go figure. In some ways, the end results of this made my mom cry because of the trauma and me tearing when we said our goodbyes. Of course, i didnt understand why at first i was like that but when i related this to a friend... he simply said that i might have felt 'SORRY' or rather sympathetic.. yeap.. big word but i am afraid it's true. What more to say when things like this happens. The shit that hits the fan is from the person who puts it there.
4. Read about the drama here. It was rather funny i guess and brandon's a really really brave boy. BUT we've got to keep the keys neatly tucked away this time around yea? At least he didnt thought of buying Chicken Little. He was just-plain-hungry. But he managed to get a full meal for 50 cents.. thats like power to the people.
Having said all that..i think i should move towards being a film director. I first have to find a producer. Anyone to introduce?
1 cheaper thoughts:
damn sad to hear what happened to your mum's friend. i think i read it in the newspapers recently oso.. about some floating bloated bodies.. and the wife identified the things he wore or something..
seriously damn senseless lah tiba2 one life gone just like that. your post made me recall some clichéd phrase about living your life each day as it if is the last.. which i think is damn true la.
thanks again for helping me find my bro.. seriously damn lost without your help and the others'.
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