Wednesday, May 24, 2006
I got good aura yo!
Yesterday, I went for something called Holographic Healing. Sounds like a load of mumbo jumbo bullshit, where you sit in a quiet room and a woman puts her hands on you to transfer energy to you to cleanse your Chakra. Actually, it sounds more like a papaya farm, but I assure you, it's pretty cool.
I did honestly feel something when I was in that room. It's remarkable because
A. I fell asleep in mere seconds, even with a strange woman in a seeming trance over my reclining body.
B. I woke up and looked up every once in a while and she was still there, with her hands a few inches from my body
C. I actually felt waves through my body
Even taken at face value, the woman was a great counselor, so at the very least, it's cheaper than going to a shrink. Not that I need one though, since the woman told me that my aura looks just fine, and that she didn't really have to 'clear' alot out of my body. Wow... guess I am feeling better these days.
In other news, it's been an overall good day. I collected the police report for my accident a month ago, and it clearly impicates small-penis uncle (made you laugh?) as the party at fault. With this, I can now go and claim his insurance. I called him today to ask him whether he wanted to settle it in cash instead, but he was still trying to wiggle his way out of it, so it looks like I'll have to claim it. Damn. He kept mentioning something about us both being Chinese and not wanting to make a big fuss out of it, but I couldn't be bothered listening to his racist slurs. Bet he would've bumped it up to Malaysian if I was Indian. Bleh. Whatever. Fork up you blind bat.
I also went for a nostalgia CS game today. I just had a sudden urge, but I was very happily surprised when I found out I wasn't alone* in the urge. Within 30 minutes, I'd gotten back 11 SMSs from all my old CS buddies saying that they'd try their damndest to have make it for the session. 10 of them showed up, and then some...and damn, was it fun! We used to play regularly up to about 3-4 years back, so getting the whole gang again was awesome! I think we've all been feeling a little disconnected recently, so there's nothing quite like playing a multiplayer game together and kicking each others asses.
Holographic healing and therapeutic killing. That's chicken chop for the soul. Ahhh.
* When I first typed this word, I accidentally typed 'love' instead of 'alone'. Only realised this upon edit. I think that says alot for my current mental state.
I did honestly feel something when I was in that room. It's remarkable because
A. I fell asleep in mere seconds, even with a strange woman in a seeming trance over my reclining body.
B. I woke up and looked up every once in a while and she was still there, with her hands a few inches from my body
C. I actually felt waves through my body
Even taken at face value, the woman was a great counselor, so at the very least, it's cheaper than going to a shrink. Not that I need one though, since the woman told me that my aura looks just fine, and that she didn't really have to 'clear' alot out of my body. Wow... guess I am feeling better these days.
In other news, it's been an overall good day. I collected the police report for my accident a month ago, and it clearly impicates small-penis uncle (made you laugh?) as the party at fault. With this, I can now go and claim his insurance. I called him today to ask him whether he wanted to settle it in cash instead, but he was still trying to wiggle his way out of it, so it looks like I'll have to claim it. Damn. He kept mentioning something about us both being Chinese and not wanting to make a big fuss out of it, but I couldn't be bothered listening to his racist slurs. Bet he would've bumped it up to Malaysian if I was Indian. Bleh. Whatever. Fork up you blind bat.
I also went for a nostalgia CS game today. I just had a sudden urge, but I was very happily surprised when I found out I wasn't alone* in the urge. Within 30 minutes, I'd gotten back 11 SMSs from all my old CS buddies saying that they'd try their damndest to have make it for the session. 10 of them showed up, and then some...and damn, was it fun! We used to play regularly up to about 3-4 years back, so getting the whole gang again was awesome! I think we've all been feeling a little disconnected recently, so there's nothing quite like playing a multiplayer game together and kicking each others asses.
Holographic healing and therapeutic killing. That's chicken chop for the soul. Ahhh.
* When I first typed this word, I accidentally typed 'love' instead of 'alone'. Only realised this upon edit. I think that says alot for my current mental state.
Imondafon! :)
There's one thing about GoMD that I like more than anything else about her and it's her genuine nature. It helps people like me who don't necessarily read women all that well, but that's not the main thing behind it. The main thing is that making her smile is like making a baby smile.
I love making babies smile. It's probably the most rewarding thing to do because you know that they don't just laugh at the word "penis", and that they have no reason to smile except because somehow, you made them feel like smiling. That last part is what I felt like today when I finally gave GoMD her secret present (sounds dodgy, but it isn't).
Well, I didn't really give it to her directly, since it was her sis that let the cat out of the bag (Meowr...sue), and I could have felt a bit miffed, but the sheer happiness of GoMD upon receiving the gift melted my increasingly cynical heart. It's the kind of gratitude that goes beyond "thank you" - you just know that she's happy.
That's better than 100 thank-yous or 1000 I-really-like-it's, and it makes me feel like a million bucks.
I love making babies smile. It's probably the most rewarding thing to do because you know that they don't just laugh at the word "penis", and that they have no reason to smile except because somehow, you made them feel like smiling. That last part is what I felt like today when I finally gave GoMD her secret present (sounds dodgy, but it isn't).
Well, I didn't really give it to her directly, since it was her sis that let the cat out of the bag (Meowr...sue), and I could have felt a bit miffed, but the sheer happiness of GoMD upon receiving the gift melted my increasingly cynical heart. It's the kind of gratitude that goes beyond "thank you" - you just know that she's happy.
That's better than 100 thank-yous or 1000 I-really-like-it's, and it makes me feel like a million bucks.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Getting back under things
I consider myself to be a pretty good mind-manager. Not in the sense of how to organise my appointments and my time, but more to get over the little setbacks in life and enjoy it for what it is. But for once, I'm faced with a bit of a dilemma. And it starts the way most dilemma stories do.
There's this girl. She's a friend of the family that I used to have a massive crush on when I was in my early teens. I used to look forward to our family trips just because of her. She had a boyfriend back then. Gangster apparently.
Shortly after I got back from Melbourne, I bumped into her at a PC Fair looking for the Hitz.fm Fugitive. She'd grown up nicely... still just as pretty and with a very good head on her shoulders. I took her for a Japanese dinner a coupla weeks after that, and shortly fell all over again. At the time, she had just gotten together with a new boyfriend.
Bad timing. Story of my life. Anyhows, I have a big confession that only my closest friends know about. I used to refer to her as The One. In fact, most of my friends have gotten so used to hearing it that they use it to her too. I once famously said to a friend of mine that if I could, I'd marry her on the spot. This carried on for a good number of years, through three girlfriends on my side, and the same old guy on hers.
He was her One. Normally, I'd hold out hope for more than a coupla years, but these two were so damned compatible and close that it was hard not to believe a little in it yourself. In fact, he used to ask me to go to cybercafes with him to play CS. How can you hate him, damnit?
So eventually, I gave up. I can't even remember exactly when it happened, but it was so gradual that I didn't notice it for a few months. Then I met GoMD and The One was pushed back for a while. There was even an interesting scenario where GoMD and I were hanging out in a park late at night and I saw The One's car pass by, and I didn't worry. That was when I sorta realised how far it went with GoMD.
But of course now, as you know, GoMD has gone her own way. And guess what? The One just broke up. She calls me up, crying one night, and I head straight over to her house. Here's a tasty tidbit from the conversation. First part is her.
"Sucks right, when you think someone's The One, but they don't think the same of you?"
"Yea."
"Have you ever had a One?"
Oh boy. I think I've had two now. But the funny thing is that my mind was so good at getting over The One that I now find it hard to get back under, or to fall again. I was confused for a good while. It threw me into a funk for a few days, cursing myself for bad timing. Again.
Then I realised that i've lost the ability to let things happen naturally. I premeditate so much these days that it's almost crazy. One of my close friends recently told me that he's seeing this new girl that when he goes out with her he "knows he's gonna have a great time".
I started thinking about the last time I felt like that. It's been a long while. So I figured The One's not going to rush back into the dating game. She's got too strong a head on her shoulders for that. I figured I could learn a thing or two from her.
Let's just see how it goes.
There's this girl. She's a friend of the family that I used to have a massive crush on when I was in my early teens. I used to look forward to our family trips just because of her. She had a boyfriend back then. Gangster apparently.
Shortly after I got back from Melbourne, I bumped into her at a PC Fair looking for the Hitz.fm Fugitive. She'd grown up nicely... still just as pretty and with a very good head on her shoulders. I took her for a Japanese dinner a coupla weeks after that, and shortly fell all over again. At the time, she had just gotten together with a new boyfriend.
Bad timing. Story of my life. Anyhows, I have a big confession that only my closest friends know about. I used to refer to her as The One. In fact, most of my friends have gotten so used to hearing it that they use it to her too. I once famously said to a friend of mine that if I could, I'd marry her on the spot. This carried on for a good number of years, through three girlfriends on my side, and the same old guy on hers.
He was her One. Normally, I'd hold out hope for more than a coupla years, but these two were so damned compatible and close that it was hard not to believe a little in it yourself. In fact, he used to ask me to go to cybercafes with him to play CS. How can you hate him, damnit?
So eventually, I gave up. I can't even remember exactly when it happened, but it was so gradual that I didn't notice it for a few months. Then I met GoMD and The One was pushed back for a while. There was even an interesting scenario where GoMD and I were hanging out in a park late at night and I saw The One's car pass by, and I didn't worry. That was when I sorta realised how far it went with GoMD.
But of course now, as you know, GoMD has gone her own way. And guess what? The One just broke up. She calls me up, crying one night, and I head straight over to her house. Here's a tasty tidbit from the conversation. First part is her.
"Sucks right, when you think someone's The One, but they don't think the same of you?"
"Yea."
"Have you ever had a One?"
Oh boy. I think I've had two now. But the funny thing is that my mind was so good at getting over The One that I now find it hard to get back under, or to fall again. I was confused for a good while. It threw me into a funk for a few days, cursing myself for bad timing. Again.
Then I realised that i've lost the ability to let things happen naturally. I premeditate so much these days that it's almost crazy. One of my close friends recently told me that he's seeing this new girl that when he goes out with her he "knows he's gonna have a great time".
I started thinking about the last time I felt like that. It's been a long while. So I figured The One's not going to rush back into the dating game. She's got too strong a head on her shoulders for that. I figured I could learn a thing or two from her.
Let's just see how it goes.
