Archive for May, 2012

Cherry Cola

First time I’ve had Cherry Cola in my life.
You see, they don’t have it there in NZ, yet from American tv, commercials, and occasionally some comedy references etc, cherry cola gets mentioned occasionally. I know what cherry flavour taste like, but I always wondered the real taste of a cherry cola.

Well last weekend, I got just that. I randomly saw it on the shelf and I just had to try it. My response?
Mmm… it’s actually not too bad. Similar to Dr. Pepper except more… cherry. Hahah… I like it… but I probably can’t live off it…

Coke Cola Cherry flavour.

Where are all the Mr Rights???

Generally, this question is asked by many female counter-parts.
Whether they’ve been hurt, their hearts broken, their BFF’s mistreated, etc.  men are the pricks. There are no ifs, buts, or maybes. The fact that they can treat woman to the point where they are made to feel like their entire world had just been burnt to a crisp, then pissed in the ashes, and finally spat on top of the pile just to make finishing touches make men the most despicable creatures on Earth and in Hell. They are so crude and heartless, demons and flaming hound-dogs look like little fluffy bats and puppies with huge eyes and cute little smiles.

Woman ask themselves, ‘why am I such a fool’? ‘Why would I let some jackass into my life, play with my heart, and then kindly allow them to stamp on it until it’s stopped beating?’ Seriously, why can’t I find some good-looking guy who is chivalrous, friendly, and humourous like in the movies, or like my good friend Jill, or like my cousin May… etc. (you get the point) It is like, you hear these amazing stories of beautiful and romantic couples, you look around and they seem like they are everywhere… but why is it that you only meet douchebags or their close cousins, assholes.

I wouldn’t say I hear this often, but it still seem’s that this issue is prevalent in many cases. I’m not writing this post to offer woman an alternative perception on men. No. Of course not. I too see and hear it happen often. There are many guys out there who I absolutely consider do not qualify to hold relationships yet they’re the kinds of guys that are able to get the girls the easiest. I don’t understand the logic. (Being a logical person that I am.) The girls get into relationships with those kind of guys, and basically the audience sit back and watch the train wreck happen. Sometimes, close friends and family will throw popcorn and yell remarks at the screen… but sadly, we all can foresee the climax and finale. Rarely does the cool bad wolf go through a life-changing experience and then becomes the Prince Charming you may be waiting for. But these cases are RARE!!!

If I can help it, I wouldn’t want to see any of my close relatives or friends to go through those kinds of experience. So I too will shake my fists up towards the heavens and ask, ‘Where are all the Mr Rights? Where…?’
I don’t believe that it’s a matter of them not existing. I know they’re out there. I’ve met many cool, handsome guys before (who might I add were/are single) and yet, I don’t see woman hanging off of their arms and legs wherever they go. It is strange isn’t it. It’s like the girl goes out into the car markets and asks for Buick’s and Rolls Royce, then settling to buy some random car which had sparked their interest on the spot. I don’t know… sorry… I’m pretty crap at giving analogies as you can see… but my point is… why is it that they always pick the pricks, when you can smell them a mile away, then grieve afterwards. That’s a one way road to disaster.  

I am a firm believer of going to restaurants. What I mean by this is, if you want Mexican, go to a Mexican restaurant. If you want to eat Chinese food, then go to a Chinese restaurant. Okay, these are bad examples. I don’t mean to separate it by races as well. Hmm… put it this way… if you like to go swimming, then go to the swimming pools. If you like reading, then go to your local library. Sounds logical?

I know it’s not easy meeting the right person. Ultimately, it really depends on fate, luck, opportunity, locality. But basically, surround yourself with the kinds of people you like to be with. And also, you may need a lil nudge to get the boulder down the cliff.

Good luck people, and may the force be with you…

Words from Dad…

Wanted love is compassionate,
Unwanted love is frustrations…

Warranted affection is adorable, 
Unwarranted affection is harassment…

Age differences…

When I was back in primary school, I remember being in the same class as a third grader with other fellow fourth grader. Just having a year of schooling made a world of differences. The fact that they were older by “a whole year” meant that they practically knew more than me by a whole kajillion years. Well… that’s what it had seemed even if they were being dicks about everything. So generally, I mostly made friends with fellow third graders back then. It was generally the trend and I continued to make friends with people who were the same age, and actually felt closer with them as well as being able to relate a lot more than I could with the other kids that were a year older/younger than me. Through high school, it had felt like as I gained a year in school, I somehow also gained an internal sense of power and pride over the lesser years and there would be less shadows to watch out for as the seniors graduated year by year.

It had been like that till I reached University where I found that I could actually relate with other people who were either a couple of years plus/minus my own age now. I lost the sense of being categorised via years and found something that followed more closely to what you were actually interested in. I found most people who were 3+ years difference harder to connect with. There seemed to be more of a generation gap between us and it was just harder to “bond” with them. For the younger generation, it felt like they had all just jumped out of high school and had all these new themes and fads that they expected people to know. Things had varied from music, food, fashion, brands… none of which I had followed. And on the other end of the spectrum, were people who have been working for a while in the work  force and have these ‘at times’ gloomy outlook on various topics as well as being highly political and opinionated about various news and world-wide topics as well as money and economy.

I’m not exactly sure what has changed, or the exact point in time where the age perception paradigm in my head had altered and shifted, but more recently, I’ve made a few friends who are 5-10 year + or – my age, and feel that I could get along with them perfectly fine. Is it because my age tolerance has begun loosening over time? Or maybe it is because I know more about this world and am able relate to a wider spectrum of people? But because of this, I can slowly understand something that had been boggling my mind since childhood. Ever since I understood the concept of marriage, I could not understand the reasons behind why people would get married with ridiculous age differences. I could only imagine two main reasons. Either that the other half was horrendously rich or that they had found their “soul mate” which happened to not have been born in the same generation… Meh… To each their own.

But I have come to realise, sometimes there really is much more in the building of relationships as well as the kinds of things that can make people click together. Like Lego pieces and jigsaw puzzles, when they fit, it just feels totally right… no matter how odd their shapes and colours are. When they’re right… it’s totally tight!!! Yeah… (Cheesy, I know…) But this also has allowed me to understand how parents and offsprings can get closer or fall apart to/from each other as they grow up and understand more about each other. Sometimes, things like relationships, in any shape and form either feels right or not right. It can’t be forced. It just happens. It can be built, and it can also be destroyed. But I say this now, age is a relative concept. Just because someone is older/younger than you, does not mean that they have more or less experience than you, that they understand more or less than you, that they feel same or different from you. In this world, some people just love chocolate ice cream, some like vanilla, and some like strawberry ice cream. But that doesn’t mean people can’t like Hokey Pokey too… =P

Red bean arms and legs

One thing that I am still not used to here, is the amount of bugs and mossies that are just…. Around everywhere. It’s almost as if they’re stalking me. I have no idea why they’re after me. But they’re like everywhere. They might not be around when I look, but like sneaky black ninjas, as soon as I feel a itch, they’ve already left their mark with no traces of them anywhere. it’s as if my bloody is super juicy to them… They just keep coming back for more… And they don’t sting my other colleagues. It’s sad… For me.

Should they be dumb enough to come back for a second bite, I have my sonic clap, BAM waiting for them. Yea that’s right! Fear me mossies!!! Sadly, neither my roars or my arms flung about in furious frustrations actually gives them any pause to come back. If I do catch any, they usually burst into blood splatters with all my sweet sweet blood. Gah!

I hate them so much. People see my arms and legs they laugh and say they look like red bean cakes. =(

Hopefully I can get rid of those red itchy bite spots sometime soon.

Really has been too long…

As the title suggested above, it’s really has been too long since I’ve written in here. I dislike writing a post such as this as it’s more like creating an excuse for not writing in here where it probably would’ve been better to just write here in the first place.

Quite often, I do get ideas and topics I want to write about, yet I never get the “opportunity” to put my thoughts down. I still visit WordPress over the past week or so, but I never actually get anything written down here. Which is sad might I add. I have been busy however. With what? I can’t exactly answer myself. It may appear as if it is an issue of time management, or merely my lack of interest in commiting to actually writing here. But I swear… there have just been things that have been keeping me occupied =.=

Work now has become somewhat routine, so I basically show up and do whatever that has to be done or whatever that may just show or popup while at work. Home life is pretty lax… I purposely make time for home, and I generally just chill there with my grands. Weird life at this stage in my life… I guess… but I do value every moment of it. Ups and downs… but it’s still a pretty rocking experience. Sometimes I get an idea or a motivation to write here… then something pretty miniscule will get in the way. Things like going out for dinner, sleeping, having friends showing up to play sports etc.

I also hate to say this… but seeing as I have to go now to go have lunch and then to teach the kids… I have to say… till next time… hopefully I can write more…

P.S. The other reason also is cause the computer I was using before use to take 5min to load a webpage =.=
Sucks to be using old old computers =(