Monday, July 31, 2006
about dreams
had a weird morbid dream last night. can't remember much of its details now cept for...she was packing for a trip...
missing a pair of witchery pants and feeling annoyed cos she wanted to wear it on board the flight...
searching along some old shophouses (looks like chinatown or arab street) for her missing pants...
her other half took pity and joined her in the search for the missing pants along the streets...
they saw a traditonal chinese funeral (unknown person) along the shophouses at a crossroad...
they walked towards the opposite direction, away from the funeral...
that's all she could remember.
apparently, dreaming of strangers' funerals do mean something.
To dream that you are at the funeral of an unknown person, suggests that something in your life is supposed to put to rest or put aside so that you can make room for something new. You need to investigate further what aspect or component of your life you need to let go. (her fears perhaps? of letting go without monetary security?)
missing something
To dream that you are missing something, denotes a sense of being out of control and being disorganized. (tell her about it. she's been so caught up with "AE work" that it's been giving her nightmares. can you imagine vetting chunks of T&Cs on top of 60 over merchant promos and ensuring their logos and images are correct in a time span of 15min? she's SO NOT meticulous this thing is killing her.)
crossroads
To dream that you are at a crossroad, signifies that you have come to a point in your life where you have several options to choose from which will take you various destinations. This dream suggests your need to make this important decision.
pants
To see or wear pants in your dream, suggests that you are questioning your role in some situation. Consider the material and color of the pants for additional interpretation. (it was simple cotton cargos so what the heck does that mean?)
is she thinking too much? or is her inner self trying to tell her something?
bee wrote this at 8:55 AM
Friday, July 28, 2006
know the saying "go with your heart, not your head"?the repercussions of doing what's right, ignoring what her heart/gut is telling her. perhaps sometimes pragmatism doesn't work in putting that little skip in your walk each morning as you make your way to work. what's done is done. she can see clearly now the path she's chosen to go and moving on, she hopes doors are still open and people still warm.
and btw, she fucking hates anything prissy. don't pretend to be the all sweet person and bitch about someone else the moment they walk away.
hell. if you have a problem, tell her.
jeez.
bee wrote this at 2:52 PM
Monday, July 24, 2006
the one with GSS
the loot this year?
1. painting from Images of China at Paragon
2. zara black wool dress from $119 to an unbelievable fucking $20
3. topshop silk lycra boho printed skirt
bee wrote this at 6:58 PM
Friday, July 21, 2006
the one with coincidences
due to some warped fate, she and a girlfriend decided to stop linking each other's blogs so that no "cross" blog readings will or can happen in the future.thank God they found out in time.
it's bloody F.R.E.A.K.Y babe.
what are the chances anyway? one of thousand?
bee wrote this at 1:54 PM
Thursday, July 20, 2006
the one with charms
what joy! she received her package from abi at work yesterday. such a brilliant mid day perk me up.
bee wrote this at 9:36 AM
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
the one with the dangerous road bully master
she finds it TOTALLY amazing how ridiculous pseudo master's temper can get. the father, being a typically rude road bully, almost got them smashing into a cab yesterday night.car on right signals left.
pseudo master in middle lane refuses to give way and SPED up despite the short distance.
pseudo master didn't see cab and several cars ahead coming to a standstill.
almost rammed into cab in front.
thank God we stopped short of the cab by bout ten to twelve inches.
the impact kinda threw all the groceries sitting on the back seat onto the floor and guess what? instead of asking if everyone's ok, he turned round and threw a foul temper about mom not placing the groceries properly, not tying the paperbags in knots, bout how she better "wash" the fallen items cos its dirty now (btw, he's super anal about cleanliness and dirt)
hmmm...
it didn't even occur to you to ask how we were, much less apologise for your silly road manners and now you have the nerve to make it "OUR" fault when your mistake almost endangered our lives? like d.u.h!
after a few heated exchanges, she opted to fume quietly instead of arguing cos he's "never" wrong.
at least she and mom managed to laugh it off and concluded pseudo master's going through andropause.
haha.
bee wrote this at 9:22 AM
Monday, July 17, 2006
it's starting to get crazy around here.for the longest time, the portfolios which she's handling right now never had the need for photoshoots until like...NOW.
how coincident is this? and it's not just one project but all three of it.
nothing wrong, in fact she loves shoots. but why does it have to come NOW when she's still a greenie in the new environment here? btw, the team doesn't smoke so... she's trying to find another way of alleviating newbie blues through caffeine. she's been GUZZLING coffee from the magnificent machine like four times a day.
F.R.E.A.K.Y.
bee wrote this at 2:01 PM
Thursday, July 13, 2006
day four.work is pouring in and she's slowly picking up momentum again. finally! just as her mind was beginning to waver, she's feeling the adrenalin moving again. the past three days were filled with confused longing but at least it's lessened by today. she likes the other AM on the team who seems to have a rather similar working style to her. "chop chop", no nonsense, proper handovers, and best of all, she's incredibly welcoming. not that the rest aren't but it's just one of those "feeling" thingy.
hope things do take off from here.
btw, the room's so quiet she feels deeply suppressed.
bee wrote this at 11:01 AM
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
house hunt
such a cosy and OMG affordable little home at tintern avenue toorak. there's got to be some strings somewhere...bee wrote this at 6:11 PM
of new beginnings
second day at new place. pretty alright so far but am suffering typical orientation blues. will need more faith to pull herself through the next couple of weeks to start building relationships and new friends all over again. can't wait for V to join her here. if there's one superficial thing she missed alot from the ex agency? it's their well ventilated snazzy washroom with super slimming mirrors. haha. but hey, at least they've got a kick ass coffee machine at the new place and flexible stationary at their disposal unlike some old dame previously who obviously glued the purse strings for God knows what "rainy days". thank God for trusting management.haha.
bee wrote this at 9:07 AM
Thursday, July 06, 2006
about feeling like home again
she's back from the short perth getaway.how was it? everyone's been asking her and she gave the same answer. good, she says.
but it wasn't really.
it was rather...bittersweet.
the superficial...
good old hong kong wanton mee at freo market is no longer there
mussels at pizza bellaroma weren't as fresh and tantalising anymore
vinnies (vintage store in freo) was closed for renovations
jaws sushi became quite unaffordable given the hike in prices
davina and violet clothing stores disappeared from subi station market and was replaced by a disturbing number of asian stalls selling chatuchak like wares
thank god Boffins and Matsuri are still well and alive
the ones that matter most...
quality time shared with her mom. the entire trip was like a yoyo, filled with many highs and lows. they debated, talked, cried, comforted and laughed over the silliest things but something along the way made her feel different. perth has changed, no doubt bout that. it may not be the ideal which she remembered from two years back but the place still offered her a sense of comfort, like a security blanket that she can cover and hide herself in when the mind gets a tad messy. it was a trip full of reflections.
bittersweet indeed. we all have a choice don't we? we can choose to live, die, stay in one place or simply pack our bags and disappear without a trace.
why do crossroads always appear just when she thinks she's got it right this time?
bee wrote this at 3:23 AM
