Monthly Archives: June 2010

Right Here, Right Now

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Obviously, I’m not very happy with my blog’s layout (hate the orange words, I want them to be pink), but I haven’t gotten round to changing it because the last few days, I was either sick or busy. Monday, supposed to meet up with the new block&vice-head, but I was almost totally out cold. Fever, flu, and an awful ulcer on my tongue to make things worst. But, I trust that they’ll choose the best out of the new batch. Afterall, they know the new batch better than me cause I was in Cambodia while they were having the camps and things like that. I’m not washing my hands off the matter, I just feel that they know better. Afterall, how am I supposed to evaluate people that I’ve never seen before? I know people will have other opinions (especially those people who have been talking about me since treasuresintheattic), but I don’t really care.

Yesterday, I had to travel half the bloody country just to send my camera to the ultra secluded place to get it fixed because the touchscreen wasn’t working. Lucky for me, I have my old camera on standby because tonight, I’m meeting Yan and Nic for dinner! It’s birthday celebration time, though my birthday doesn’t happen till next week. But yeah, this year, birthday came early for me. I’ve had like 3 Flaming Lamborghinis & 2 Jägerbombs as presents from strangers, nonetheless. Plus an awesome Prada wallet from my sister. Okay, but that’s enough bragging for one post. I’m still pissed that I had to travel half the country, but I’m glad that it’ll be back in my hands before my birthday. (: awesomeness max.

So yes, there’s no time for the blog layout change whatchamacallit.

Last week, I met and had a very different experience with a guy I met at the club. Obviously his name is not going to be here, but let’s just say that he’s not the average age of people that I deal with. Slightly older than the norm (but definitely under 30, I think guys over 30 just seems to be too “father-like” for me), I still felt that we could communicate (in fact, that whole bunch of friends were easy to talk to, especially when they were high) which was a nice experience because usually, people in the club don’t communicate, they drunk talk. Not that I’m complaining here, but it was just different. For the first time, someone thought that I was “too nice” a girl and didn’t take advantage of the fact that I was alone, high on alcohol and without any of my friends with me (because they went home early). I guess, that was a whole new experience, though that guy that I met was obviously my type of guy. Gosh. I’d kill just to date him.

But right here, right now, I’m not looking for anything serious. Firstly cause I just broke up with R about 2 months ago before leaving for Cambodia and I don’t think anything serious will work out now. Secondly, I just wanna be by myself for a while because I feel a very tough and emotional period coming up soon. It’s those kind of times where I’ll be so weak, I’ll push everyone away from me. Yes, including you the person who is already starting to be concerned while reading this.

If you have me on facebook/twitter/tumblr, you’ll know that I’m dying to run/dance/jump and do all the things that I love doing. But, at this current moment, I’m unable to dance or run at all. Even walking can be an excruciating chore at times (yes, I still go out with my friends quite a bit, but that doesn’t mean I’m not dying inside from wanting to cry out in pain) and I’m supposed to schedule an operation sometime soon (but, obviously, I’m not going to just yet because I’m still waiting to see if there’s going to be any other options available to me).

Right Here, Right Now, I just wanna be with the people who care. f- the people who don’t. and just live my life like there’s no tomorrow (because, there might not be.) Tonight, I’m gonna be celebrating an early birthday and then meeting my girls to burn up the floor at ButterFac. It’s something I need before I start forgetting how it feels like to be on a dancefloor. When I get better, I’m going to run like there’s no tomorrow, I’m gonna take up Salsa/Exotic Dance/Contemporary Jazz. I’ve got plans, and I’m planning to make them come true.

XOXO,
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Here’s to the Queen.

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Had an awesome time fellowshipping with the JKSubzone people even though the England-Germany match was disappointing. Obviously, with those words, you’d be able to deduce who I was supporting, I even wore a red skirt this morning before heading out to church so that I could “support” my team colours (FYI, I do not own soccer jerseys. They are for men, not nice women like me.) Honestly, I’m not a hardcore supporter. I don’t follow all games and most truthfully I’ll tell you that sometimes, I only watch cause the players on a particular team have irresistibly hot bodies to boast of. But, watching England fail to Germany was really a let down, Germany probably won because they’ve got cuter players on the team, or at least that’s my two cents worth on how soccer works, bimbotic, but HEY, I’m still female afterall.

Though I have to say that the second “goal” that wasn’t counted was quite a waste for England. I wonder why they never gave England the goal even though videographic evidence was captured. But well, that’s the honest of the FIFA people to decide, though it wouldn’t make a difference because Germany won 4-1. SIGHS.

On another note, I caught Toy Story 3 today with the JKS as well. It has definitely got to be the most touching installment of this movie, and I would say, probably the last? Andy goes to college, Bonnie gives the toys a new home, and then what? Will the storyline continue? I have my doubts, but then again, it’s really hard to tell. I guess I really can relate to how Andy feels about his old toys. I’m currently cleaning out my room (not because I’m going to college, I already am in college!) because it just went through a tremendous makeover. New walls, new wardrobe, new almost everything. And obviously, as I grow up there’s going to be loads of new stuff and the old things have to slowly make way to the new ones. I realize that I have a lot, and when I say that, I really mean A LOT of Winnie the Poohs, partly because he was, and still is one of my favourite animation characters, partly because I like bears and Pooh is sort of a bear, and lastly because my brother gives me Poohs for almost every occasion!

And, I’m really reluctant to give many of them away because of the sentimental value that they hold. But soon, I’ve gotta start making decisions, what to keep, throw or give away. It’s gonna be a headache, a crazy process, but it’s something i gotta get through.

It’s late already. Although tomorrow I have nothing until 7pm, I think I still need a whole lot of rest. Haven’t been able to sleep much the last few days, but tomorrow, I’m going to try to go back to sleeping in! ~

XOXO,
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Another Chapter Begins.

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Fascinating, isn’t it. The way time passes in the blink of an eye when we’re walking through life. I created this blog in February with no particular purpose in mind, I just thought that the concept of an 11:11 blog where I could make wishes that would come true sounded quite interesting. But after its creation, nothing else was posted, nothing up till now. Another chapter beginning does not mean the non-existence of the last. If you’re a new reader and you want to find out more about my ever complicated life, you can check out “dance of the rainbow fairies” & “treasures in the attic”.

Another chapter begins because I’ll be turning 21 soon. Another chapter begins because I have officially left Sheares Hall behind. There were many complications with regards to why I am leaving Sheares, the place that I called home for the last two years, but as I grow up, I slowly realize what it is that I really want out of life. Sheares Hall was a place where I grew, where I made huge mistakes, where I realized that passion cannot be sustained on one person’s efforts alone, where I realized the true beauty and true evil of human nature. It was a place where I grew up in, and a place that will always be home. But it was only a foster home that I was placed into under the circumstances that my family was in. Now, it’s time to move on to another home, one that hopefully will always stay mine and mine alone.

Turning 21 seems to be a huge event for me, and yes, I am trying to have a kick-ass party that my friends and I will enjoy. However, I didn’t want to make it an event that would become too much of those social functions that I personally hate. And so, I’ve so far only invited the people who really mean a lot to me in my life right now, my dearest 29th councilloves, the Steppers, the cellgroup/subzone people and my besties. Tune in to this channel for more updates about the 21st pre-planning and onward ho!

XOXO,
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