A New World Order

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100!

This is an emotional moment...
i just realized...

That (points at below post) was my 100th post.

GOSH.

2010: on hindsight

if life indeed is a school of hard knocks,
i have been a fairly diligent student in 2010,
taking more modules than is required for the year.

tough lessons they were,
but maybe these were mandatory lessons that we all must go through someday,
so better now than later.

sometimes, i just have to give credit to the trials and tribulations,
for they do make me stronger and more resilient (i know i sound masochistic),
and sift the 'good and must keep's in my life from the 'bad and must throw away's.

BUT I CAN DO WITH LESS OF SUCH TESTS PLEASE!

2011 is a blank slate.
Expect nothing. Live frugally
on surprise.
(Alice Walker)

aside: have you seen my new awesome nail color?
N.U.D.E. rocks!

stolen words of wisdom from someone else's blog

here is a kind of monkey trap used in asia.
a coconut is hollowed out and attached by a rope to a tree or stake on the ground.
at the bottom of the coconut a small slit is made and some sweet food is placed inside.
the hole on the bottom of the coconut is just big enough for the monkey to slide his open hand in, but does not allow for a closed fist to come out.
the monkey smells the food, reaches in with his hand to grasp the food but is unable to withdraw it.
the clenched fist wouldn't pass through the opening.
when the hunters come, the monkey becomes frantic but cannot get away.
there is no one keeping that monkey captive except the force of its own attachment.
all that it has to do is to open his hand, but the greed in his mind is so strong that it is very rare for a monkey to let go.
it's the desires and clinging in our minds which keep us trapped.
all we need to do is to open our hands and let it go.
- the experience of insight by joseph goldstein

LETTING GO...
is easier said than done,
especially when we choose to indulge ourselves with imbecility
and close our eyes to reason.

untitled (due to defunct state of brain)

when Good Sense is being kidnapped by Irrationality,
then Positivity goes missing,
and Happy Events fail to visit,
the spell to use is
"smallhothazelnutlattedecaftakeawayplease"

It staves off the arrival of Breakdown just a little.

a letter for September

Dear September

I have no idea how things ended on such a sorry note between us.

You showed great potential. You held the promise of fun-filled, activities-packed weekends.
I was eagerly anticipating our meeting, pregnant with hope of a lift from the doom and gloom that had become the norm.
A good distraction from the uninspiring weekdays at work.

We started off fine. Pretty well, actually.
Everything was going according to my plans.
I was a (rare) happy soul.

Even the infamous workdays were getting easier to handle.
Maybe the distraction proved successful.
Or it was the excitement of being given a new project at work.
Or that the long work hours had reduced my ability to think and feel as a human being, I was numb to pain and stress.

Whatever it was, I should have known better than to allow Expectations to take a free rein hike.

As the Wise and Old said that all good things must come to an end...
As Newton proved with his Law of Gravity that what goes up must come down...
As Cynicism warned that this is all too good to be true...
Disppointments followed Expectations.

And remember what the Englishmen learnt from living on land with such dreary weather?
It never rains but it pours.
Weekends after weekends of major letdowns.
Do you know I have since developed a fear of weekends?

Of course, to be fair, the time with you was not all a blanket of despair. Else I would have taken the Long Way DOWN.

O claimed the sweetest spot.
My intended frivolous fling with O turned serious.
It gave me much much more than what I asked for.
The attraction was irresistible. I was hooked.

And you know what?
I am glad October is now here to sweep me off my feet.
A respite from having to swim in your pool of lies and away from your sweet nothings.
Also, I have ditched Expectations. At least it prevents Disappointments from following.

I have learnt the hard way. But I learnt.

No regards, no love, no thanks
Jasmine

things that made me happy

Trust me, September has not been an easy month for me -
long, intense work hours,
disappointments that come one after another,
and
the burden of having to appear all normal despite everything.
(like what's new with Jasmine-the-Chronically-Depressed)

Therefore, I have to savour every little bit of happy stuffs...

RED PAINTED TOENAILS
Yes, I love red nails though the color turned out a tad too bright this time.
Don't you think they just go well with shoes of any type and color?

CUTE LITTLE NOTHING THAT MAKES ME SMILE NO MATTER WHAT

Doesn't this tiny cookie monster have the most adorable smile?

It caught my eye while I was browsing the arcade just before a movie.

I didn't actually manage catch this but the kind person-in-charge allowed us to exchange for it.

*positively delirious with my object of desire*

SONGS TO ACCOMPANY MY BLUES

Some songs on loop recently:

Train - Drops Of Jupiter

Fireflies - Vanilla Twilight

The Script - For the First Time

Maroon 5 - Sunday Morning

Katy Perry - Teenage Dream (I admit I do like trashy songs sometimes)

FRIENDSHIPS I CANNOT DO WITHOUT

My friends know who they are and thus no need to specify any names.

Thank you.