Drained

All of a sudden the blues just came.
Swept all my energy away just overnight.
These mood swings have gotta curb themselves.
Else I'll really be schizoprenic one day.
Hope the night cures everything.

Bruising and loving it

Obviously the pain did not bother us, when none of us noticed we were all bruised at the knees. Well none of us, except for lili at least, who was trying SOOOOOO hard to master the art of floating up effortless from the ground. I have a blue-black that's abt 3-4cm across, spots of purple from the cool sliding. Looks was obviously deceiving as well since PP said she totally didn't realise I had been landing hard on my knees.

But really happy that all of us are truly enjoying the experience. And the bonding too, of course. Sure we'll be more than just normal colleagues after these sessions. 1 plus month more to the end of this great great experience!

Aging = Dullness?

Was promptly by a conversation that took place in office last week to look through what I use to write about back during school days. Reading through those old entries, it appeared I really did have much more time and effort articulating my thoughts into words. Or it could be the increasing dullness of my mundane life. Nothing I write these days seem worthy of a second read.

To plainly blame it on age is unfair, as I see friends taking on their lives with extra zest and vigour. Making positive life-changing (minor or major) decisions, and enjoying the journey. My journey however appears to be plateauing off at a very average level. I need to strive for my peak, even if it may be short-lived.

I'm a been-there-done-that person, I'll live with it.

DJ Got Us Falling In Love Again

Usher (yeah man)

So we back in the club
Get that bodies rockin from side to side (si-side to side)
Thank God the week is done
I feel like a zombie gone back to life (back back to life)

Hands up, and suddenly we all got our hands up
No control of my body
Ain’t I seen you before?
I think I remember those eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes

Cause baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
Yeah, baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
So dance, dance, like it’s the last, last night of your life, life
Gonna get you right
Cause baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again

Keep downing drinks like this
Not tomorrow that just right now, now, now, now, now, now
Gonna set the roof on fire
Gonna burn this mother ****** down, down, down, down, down, down

Hands up, when the music drops
We both put our hands up
Put your hands on my body
Swear I seen you before
I think I remember those eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes

Cause baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
Yeah, baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
So dance, dance, like it’s the last, last night of your life, life
Gonna get you right
Cause baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again

[PITBULL rap]
In the cover of the music
Get naked baby
I’m sorry chica
Better holla at Tyrone
Let him know how I jump through your foot loop
Scolla chico two can
We’re from the blocka blocka o polaca
Were the boys get loose like wacka flacka
Oh no man, it’s global
Was’ up
Colale flacka
I wanna be your giant, no not your dada
Dale abre ai
Papa Nicholas baby
Let me see
Yo soi un Jaunito
Que stato taito
Yo freco, no OK

Cause baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
Yeah, baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
So dance, dance, like it’s the last, last night of your life, life
Gonna get you right

Cause baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
Yeah, baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
So dance, dance, like it’s the last, last night of your life, life
Gonna get you right

Cause baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again
Yeah, thank you DJ

Predator and the Prey

First of all I need to make a disclaimer. The following is purely an observation and NOT relating to a personal experience. Here goes...

It's true when they say the most successful predator are those who lure their prey to them. They don't need to waste effort chasing, just pure smarts with great tactics to achieve their aim. While some may do it with such grace and be absolutely natural at it, others have to spend the extra effort devising their plans. However, the former still holds the advantage of being seemingly innocent and real, rather than play-acting.

Well, not to beat around the bush this discovery was triggered not from observation of animals of course but our own kind. Humans. Flaunting your talents and skills are usually taken as "trying too hard". But not when you know how to flaunt them appropriately, with the right "props". As I'm no expert in flaunt-ology, it seems small animals and young kids (the cuter the better, of cos) are total babe magnets. Although fat wallets and great track records are great tools too, they pale in comparison in the area of subtlety. The charm that is exuded definitely goes more than skin deep. By these methods the value of the predator is risen and prey would reach a point where it succumbs to the awe and be "devoured".

Come to think of it, was I the prey or the predator? Although I hate to admit I did the "chasing", I'll much prefer to take the credit of being a smart predator.

Uh-oh Uh-oh

You should be dancing... Yeah...
Dancing... Yeah...

Yup, I don't know what I've gotten myself into, but what's committed is committed. Only the 3rd lesson out of 8, and I'm aching and feeling SOOOOOO tired. But certainly makes me fondly recall the MJ times back in Uni. Hip roll, body ripple, isolation, popping, locking. Ah!! Those were the carefree days.

Will be need loads of practice to get back in shape. *Hip isolation* *Head flick* Oh my god, oh my god! I think I just pulled a neck muscle.

Post-Bali Withdrawal

The after-effects of a holiday only last as long as the holiday did. So as I approach the 1 week mark since my return, I am majorly feeling the pain of being back at work and in the hectic environment.

SAVE ME!!!! Bah.

Control = Fulfillment

After thinking hard and long on why I'm so dissatisfied with what I'm doing, it suddenly dawned upon me that it could have been my control freak nature which is the cause. Day in day out I'm under the control of a system that dictates my every path and decision. So what if I helped "fulfilled" a requirement? I hardly feel the "fulfillment" as it wasn't even my decision to push it through. My customers decide what they want, my bosses decide if they can want it. Me? I'm just a messenger, articulating their needs into words.

Goodness, to think it took me so long to realise. What a dumbass.