Buddhists Do Scratch Their Heads Too

Come to think of it, 2006 wasn't that bad for me. It was a year without much depression. How could I when I have been jumping from one place to another almost every quarter and I was too busy adapting to the environment. The only thing that did not change is the fact that nobody still loves me except for my mother. ha! ha! ha! To recap, here's what happened.

1.) I quit a high-paying night-shift job and left the funny colleagues I met there. It was not like I regretted it so much because at least, I got to have my regular shower and eating schedule back after quitting the job.

2.) The original migration plan I devised failed and it was one of the biggest failures in my life, even worse than being turned down by a guy. Firstly because it involved a lot of sacrifices money and time wise and secondly because I hurdled so many violent reaction from friends who do not and never will understand me. I am a natural risk-taker. Why can't they just accept that?

3.) I learned resilience. Just as a college friend once said, there's no other way to go but to bounce back after falling. It was the best word of wisdom I got this year. Bounce back I did. I spent some money to forget about my failure, got a brand new dslr camera and laptop and took photography class. See, sometimes money can buy happiness.

4.) By November, I landed a job in another country and left my hometown. I learned not to trust some people who have the tendency to swindle. For a while, I started hating his entire race but I later realized that this is unfair. I met some of his country mates that are complete opposite of him so I'll try not to be racist. Suffice it to say, I hate this headhunter who twists stories and his name starts with a letter 'D'. I just hope that D's nose get clogged this rainy season.

5.) Yesterday, my brother who used to steal my favorite pillow just to irk me is officially a proud daddy and I, yours truly is now an auntie. During his wife's pregnancy, my brother told me that his only wish is for his baby not to grow up with an attitude problem like his aunt (that's me). I wonder why. ha!ha!ha!  Anyway, the news is, the brother is now turning into the exact person he hates - the self-absorbed daddy who talks all praises for his baby. Just this morning, he already sent three SMS to me describing how nice the skin and red the lips of his junior has. I'm excited to see my nephew's pics though. :)

I spent my Christmas flushing my flatmate's poop, which by the way happens to be floating around when I stepped inside the restroom. This occured twice. And Yes. On Christmas Day, thank you very much.

The girl is probably suffering a bad case of diarrhea alright but that does not give her the right to neglect. If any of you happen to be dating a 17 year old girl student from China (who talks very loud and likes to hog the washer too), please be warned. The girl has this tendency to leave her poop lying around when she's sick. Either you stay away as early as now or flush the toilet for her, just like I did.  Ha! ha! ha!

Good thing I didn't have a knife. Or else I might have killed her on Jesus' birthday. Today's headline would have been: Teenage Girl Killed For Leaving Her Poop Unflushed.

"Because you have an attitude problem", my brothers matter-of-factly responded in chorus when asked why I'm always unhappy.

There's no reason for me not to believe. These three monkeys watched me grow up. They witnessed me transform from a cute chubby girl to a plain fat girl and they know me like the back of their hands. Who am I to argue?

They proceeded to explain how I'm never grateful of my blessings, how I keep on chasing some things to get to the other side then eventually overlooking the pleasures in life, how I'm such a bitch, how I easily find fault... you know, the usual lecture.

Today, I decide to forget about my two inconsiderate washer-hogging flatmates; Add to that the other two flatmates (a couple this time) who scream at night when they argue (Life is becoming more and more interesting, no?).

Rather, I am going to focus on the good things. I hope to do this as often as possible but don't expect too much because just like the weather, I am very unpredictable. ha!ha!ha!  Absorb everything while you can. Stuff like this is hard to come by....

1. That the sun is hiding today and this saved me from being a potential skin cancer victim in the future.
2. That my new shoes didn't create any new blisters on my feet just like it did the first time I wore it.
3. That my colleague invited me to come visit them over the weekend to try their home-cooked meals.
4. That my mother love me so much that she went out of her way  to learn how to use the computer just to chat with me. At this moment, she knows how to operate the mouse already. :)
5. That another colleague gave half of his jasmine green tea to me because I told him I like it.
6. That my best friend who does not normally go online had to go online on weekends just to catch a chat with me.

I really have so much to be grateful for. What's a few inconsiderate flatmates compared to all the things I'm getting? I can always leave more falling hair inside the bathroom for them to suffer. bwahahahaha.

I now officially hate my two inconsiderate flatmates, who have the nerve to go out of the house while leaving their wet clothes stuck inside the washer.

Do I remove their clothes and hang it for them so I could start my laundry? Or do I wait for them to come home (at midnight) to take it off themselves?

Arggggggh.

I guess the best thing to do now is to imagine these two girls being buried alive.

There you go. I feel better now.

Yesterday, I had a very interesting chat with my flatmate that lasted for 10 minutes, of which 2 minutes were spent on the actual conversation (bills I need to pay, Ids to submit...) and 8 minutes were spent scratching heads and deciphering what each of us really wanted to express.

My flatmate comes from mainland China. His mother tongue is mandarin, which although I can fully comprehend takes a while for my brain to process. He tried to reach out by speaking English. I, in turn, attempted to speak Mandarin.
 
Needless to say, our attempt to make things simpler actually made matters worse. You really don't want to take a picture of me while I converse with him. The whole time, my eyes were squinting as if I was facing  the sun and my hands were waving endlessly up in the air to express what I cannot speak. I have a feeling I'm going to be a great pantomime artist if I continue doing this.

Don't feel sad for me. My flatmate is an eye candy and I really don't mind having to play guessing game with him. He looks like one of those cute japanese characters you see in manga.

I don't intend to practice mandarin speaking. In fact, I plan to act dumber the next time I catch him so we can chat longer. *evil laugh*

Short Term Goals
-> Push myself to make new friends. If not, I'll will really be crying myself to sleep every night.
-> Buy two more pillows. The queen sized bed is just too huge for me. I need some shit to fill it up.
-> Go back to gym routine. Endorphins at its low.
-> Be braver. Really.

Today, I cried buckets of tears. My mother, who accompanied me during my first 2 weeks flew back home and left me all by myself. I am officially a  fish in the sand struggling to catch her breath.

Back at home, I have never needed attention from the people around me. My folks love me just as I am and attention is always showered onto me without me exerting any effort. This is also why I have never been a people-pleaser kind of girl. I don't have to lather shampoo to make them bubble.

This makes me cry. Because moving to a foreign land where each and every person is a total stranger, I am becoming the opposite me who yearns for attention. Two weeks out of my comfort zone, I realize that making bubbles out of a shampoo is just as hard as pooping. Excuse me, I just catch my breath first.

You know what I mean? Am I making sense?