mental indigestion

The first of many to come March 29, 2011

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A Memory I Totally Cannot Recall

A friend scans some really old photos and asks me: “So who was that guy next to you?”

And for the first time in my life, I have absolutely no recollection.

Even more perplexing:

– Why were there two birthday cakes?
– There’s a Takashimaya bag on the right so it can’t be THAT long ago.

I’ve always thought that I’ve had an impeccable memory of my youth. But it seems that some things are slipping away now….gah!

 

 

A Long Nap August 9, 2010

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I came home after an “on my toes all day” kind of work day, crashed from 6.30pm – 10.30pm and then woke up to take my bath, have a grapefruit and then proceed to sleep from 12 midnight – 10am.

14 hours. Longest sleep I’ve had in a long time. And what a lot of dreams I had, including “dreams within a dream” and all kinds of symbolism that made me stop and think today what exactly they could all have meant.

And if that wasn’t enough winks, after lunch, I slept from 2.30pm – 4.30pm.

Hopefully, this sort of clears the sleep debt!

 

Forgetfulness August 6, 2010

Filed under: In a blur,Life in general — mel @ 9:54 pm

I’ve started to use the term “slipped my mind” more liberally of late. There are always things “at the back of my head” that I meant to do, but forget to do in the end.

It’s quite irritating as I really don’t like flakiness in other people but even more so in myself. Perhaps it’s a symptom of ageing or bad time management, but now I really do know that it’s not personal, just a pure inability to recall.

There are more things I’m also tucking into the pocket of forgetfulness subconsciously, and when I am somehow reminded about something I’d totally forgotten had happened, it leaves a bittersweet taste in my mouth – whether it’s a good memory or a bad one. For the former, I feel I’ve been ungrateful and unappreciative of past blessings, for the latter, I wonder if I still have hang-ups. A reminder is just as double-edged as amnesia.

Let me not forget that.

 

Chicken Soup for the Flu May 28, 2010

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Chicken soup

Best when having a cold on a rainy day

Have been under the weather this week so I’m thankful for this public holiday which allows me the luxury to make a big pot of chicken soup and let it simmer for a few hours. Made sure I put in vegetables of assorted colours along with my kampong chicken:

– Celery (green)
– Corn (yellow)
– Tomato (red)
– Carrot (orange)
– Potato + onion (brown)

And to make things taste a little more exciting: add a splash of rice wine, fish sauce and a few slices of ginger (great for coughs). Sprinkle generously with Italian herbs and cumin.

 

The 1st round of Happy Hairbanders! July 2, 2009

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This was one of the most ridiculous weeks of my life. The kind of week that really makes you wonder what human beings have evolved to.

But the silly-billy Happy Hairband Movement provided a nice distraction, and kept me giggly enough. Appreciate these pioneer Happy Hairbanders who posed even when emo/shy/photo-averse/thought it lame. You give me hope. Really.

To find out what exactly they are happy about, visit my Flickr set.

 

Crabby Perspectives June 21, 2009

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Existentialist crabby crab

Existentialist crabby crab

So as you can tell by my previous ambiguously depressed post, recent circumstances have been challenging.

This ennui has been pervasive – as seen by the recent incident whereby I gave overpriced magnets with inspirational sayings to fellow sufferers. And S., upon receiving hers (“LIFE IS NOT ABOUT FINDING YOURSELF, IT’S ABOUT CREATING YOURSELF”), nodded firmly. “Yes, yes, that is so absolutely right. So correct lor.”

S. is not the most peppy person so I was surprised she was so affirmed by her inspirational magnet.

Me: You like it huh?
S: Yes, yes, that’s what everyone does to themselves all the time.
Me: Got meh?
S: Ain’t that what we doing now? Cheating ourselves?
Me: Cheating?
S: Yah what. The magnet says “It’s about CHEATING yourself.”

Such is the state of the mind that a message of encouraging initiative becomes that of passive-agressive compromise. Either that, or she needs bifocals.

Incidentally, Dash helped summed up my state of mind with her Chilli Crabby Crab (image above), who is nervously twitching at the chilli bomb in its hands.

 

The Last Time that….. May 24, 2009

Filed under: In a blur,Life in general — mel @ 9:55 pm

1) …I played a Beer Game and oh was a little tipsy too which explains the hyena-like giggle towards the end of the clip and I had to pee a lot after that while the German girls sharing the dorm with me slept throughout the night, even with glass smashing pub brawls. 

2)…Kimmy recognised me before she was given away to that nice, indulgent family that treats her like a princess which has resulted in a total personality transformation where she only sleeps in an air-conditioned room with human presence and goes into furious whiny fits if you as much show a glimpse of a camera in her face. 

(Found these video clips while clearing my old laptop – realised these moments will never return and I should really start recording things more often.)

 

Lesson #4: First gut picks May 10, 2009

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Glass plane

Up up and away

Come Sail Away by Styx

I’m sailing away,
Set an open course for the virgin sea,
‘Cause I’ve got to be free,
Free to face the life that’s ahead of me,
on board, I’m the captain, so climb aboard,
We’ll search for tomorrow on every shore,
And I’ll try, Oh Lord I’ll try, to carry on

I look to the sea,
Reflections in the waves spark my memory,
Some happy, some sad,
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had,
We lived happily forever, so the story goes,
But somehow we missed out on the pot of gold
But we’ll try best that we can to carry on

A gathering of angels appeared above my head,
They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said,
They said come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads,
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me,
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me baby,
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me

I thought that they were angels, but much to my surprise,
We climbed aboard their starship, we headed for the skies
come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me…

 

The Younger ‘Uns March 18, 2009

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I was kind of thrown into giving a writing workshop for bunch of young teenagers all below 15 years of age today. 

As expected, they weren’t quite used to the level of participation of a typical writing workshop and some were even terrified to introduce their names because “I didn’t even do this on my first day of school! Don’t make me do this please please please ‘Cher!” 

However, what really totally floored me was that they were all so appreciative of each others’ written pieces during the critique session. This means absolute silence, attentive (albeit a little shy) feedback and heck, some even CRIED upon hearing the more soppy works.

Gotta love how traditional discipline sometimes leads to active listening. 

Pity, they’ll probably be ADD in a few years’ time. Sigh.

 

Haiku #1: Ode to GED February 25, 2009

Filed under: In a blur — mel @ 11:42 pm

with nothing left to

possess our souls and silence

what is our value