L.A.Z.Y

Right now I’m emo-ing. Listening to Ne-Yo. Completely ignoring that I have a test this week. Okay, it is week 5 and yes, I have been lamenting about the fact that school is moving too fast for my liking. I think for an SMU student 24 hours is really not enough.

My day yesterday was a typical about how I ration my time among everything important. Woke up at 7. Had an uber heavy breakfast of cornflakes and juice (usually breakfast is just the newspaper fumes) and traipsed down the school for a Ambassadors’ meeting at 10am. Pretty uneventful. Came to the conclusion that my president was doing his version of the national day rally.

Then, rushed down for dragonboat training at 12 noon. I am veryhappy to announce that I have become stronger, my strokes are cleaner and I am getting the hang of it AFTER A YEAR. I am actually enjoying it a lot more. And I am no longer the worst! Got freshmen who know nuts and are quite ‘gu niang’! Nursing a back ache now after training but its general training related aches and pains.

With respects to exercise, I’m pretty sad that I cannot run as much as I wanted to after the injury to my foot after the AHM. But I’m working on other ways to up the cardio workouts. Thanks to the FREE spinning classes in school, I am now doing some spinning as well. SO UBER STRENOUS BUT VERY FUN. Now, I’m just hoping that my mid-section gets tired enough to drop off me as soon as possible.

After training at 230, rushed off home to eat, shower and dance in front of the tv. They were having some Indian dance competition and they were playing a coupla of my fav songs. I think I really wanna take up dance in the future. Once I get a bit more fitter. I’m so horribly ungraceful – good to learn a bit of that.

Then at 415, I rushed off to Holland Village, Essential Brew, for the High Tea with D.Ser Event my club was organising. We were so lucky to have gotten D and she was AMAZING. She came in her own capacity and talked to us very candidly about media, journalism in Singapore, women stereotypes… the list goes on. The setting was wonderful; cosy and intimate – like a little women’s bitchfest. Imagine our coffee sessions, Trish. I think the girls who came completely enjoyed themselves. We had some post-grad students come down as well. NICE! What came as a beautiful surprise was when one of the post-grad students asked ‘Who is in charge of the marketing for this club?’ Well, when I introduced myself to her, she was full of praise for the ad campaign I did. Tres happy!

Yeah, and that all ended ard 730pm. After which, I hopped onto another bus to go watch a movie with my family. Nice indian movie. Very very funny. One of the rare few that come by. Watching it reminded me of my family back in India ‘cos I remember watching the prequel to this with them.

There you have it. Things that I have to give time to. Not including studying and the language courses I am taking.

So news of the week: I dropped a course.

My reason I have no time for myself n I need to prioritise. In SMU when you drop a course in the 4th week, you get a W on your cert but it doesn’t affect your GPA. It just looks well, ugly. I thought a B3 on an all A cert in the O levels was ugly but it didn’t affect me. Plus, there is this fear about what prospective employers would say. Anyway, I think its time to reconfigure thinking. This whole term I have been telling myself to be out of the rat race. Been close to being sucked into it again. Avoiding it all, I feel lighter and happier this term. This blog is becoming so narcissitic but aiya, got no special bf to write about.

So I guess this term is going to be about me.

Every Day We Learn New Things.

I have put myself on a self-declared holiday. No work. Just veg. (Pun unintended)

I told myself since my team members seem to be in no hurry to chug along on their parts of the deal, why am I losing sleep over it? Am I the only one with a conscience that says,’Dude… If you want this to work, you got to move it , move it!’ Some times it seems like I am the only one who cares. So today, I read my emails quick quick, answered them all and then slave drove some ppl who in another life will hope to kill me off quick and made some decisions not to do. Then I set off to east coast park at 830am to meet L for cycling around. So I got my morning exercise cycling from cycleland to changi to cycleland to waterside and back to cycleland.

Along the way, I made some observations.

Be Proactive. Take Charge of Your Life!!!

‘What’s your problem? Stop moping around and take charge of your life! You think that everything is just going to happen!? If you want it and it doesn’t happen, you gotta FIGHT for it. Not be a wuss and whine. Be a go-getter’

Now who could have said that to me?

But I am glad I got that kick in the butt. It is not that I did not know it but seriously, sometimes I need someone to spell it out to me. Then I remembered a random conversation with a 14 year-old. Something about doing what you want and doing the best with your talents.

After today’s escapades around town, I realise that I had the answer probably all along. There is no ONE right path. Yeah, REVELATION, huh??

In other words, I think my dress sense is getting worse. But I think my personality suits my dress sense. Right? I hope.

Dolce Vita

That’s sweet life in Italian. I’m back to what I wanted – a completely lazy holiday.

So far the days have been completely idyllic. I wake up and I read the papers with my toast and my soy milk. I read my daily online fodder for the next one hour so after that and then I move to the shower. After which I come back and clean my room. Trust me, it may be a small room but I can’t imagine how many things I have stuffed into that place since I got here last September. I laze around til its like 1230 and then I switch on the TV. It’s some sort of unspoken rule I have with myself never to switch on the telly before that. It’s almost sacrilegious. Heh. Yeah. Our little idiosyncracies. Then it’s lunch when my stomach says its lunch and not because I can’t eat at other time. Then the afternoons melt away in the heat doing a number of things which include munching, sleeping, day dreaming, reading, watching movies, surfing the Net and yes, the telly. Evenings are relegated to exercise. I have to get back on my running regime if I’m to complete the 21 km run without stopping to catch my breath and walk. My goal is to complete it with stopping to walk. Run, jog all the way. No stop.

So far it has been good. Going back to school to work on the ads for the upcoming launch. We are calling it the SMU Women’s Connection. I guess names sound cheesy at first but they will stick. This name will stick. It’s just sad that the name shortens to SMU WC. Boo. So we call it SWC. Ah well. Then, I have meet ups with friends. Had a lovely day with Terri on Wednesday. It’s been so long since I sat down for like hours just to talk over soup and sandwiches. Cedele is great for that – great place for good conversation and non-intrusive waiters.

Days are happier. Well, I occasionaly do berate myself for creating my mess. I hate showing people that I am weak. I guess that is the reason why I do the things I do. Only to realise maybe I may have over done it. Or, was it just to get attention? Ha.

I think it will take me some time to make peace with myself, the way things should be and the way things are going.