Simon's Blog

The moon is full as usual at this time of the month. Children and adults happily gathered around at the compound. Lanterns, candles are lit. Chairs, stools and tables are laid outside of the house. In another level, inside of a room sits a man before his laptop. Consumed by his thoughts, he never bothered to indulge himself in this festivity. Work-related stress, emotion-related stress, assignment-related stress are the only accompany he got. And, not to mention the moon is accompany him too. He managed finished off his 6-month old cigarettes. But yet his mind is still blank from any ideas that could help him. Emotion has not been his strength. It has been his demise. And it happens from time to time. He is mostly hurt from the process of wanting to get a partner. Those nights where no replies were given, his mind is like a wild horse chasing the wind. He can be said to be emotionally compromised. But yet he lives his days as if nothing has happened. He puts on a mask ...

Waking up tired has been quite normal for me these days. I have not been having good night rest ever since I begin taking a part time course. But it will be ending soon as the programme is finishing mid next year (if everything goes according to plan). Friends are planning on furthering their studies after this current programme ends. I was not that keen myself. I am thinking of taking sometime to rest and get my much needed sleep. :p However, I will need to focus on wrapping up my research paper. And, briefings / discussion sessions have begun with my lecturer. I would need to work on my proposal and get things settled by mid of October. Let's hope for the best.

It was Monday evening and I was lazing around. Laying on my bed, listening to the radio and catching up with some reading. The weather was cool as there was a rain in the evening. Radio commentator was having an interview then doing a book sharing. As it was a cantonese / mandarin station, the book review was done using mandarin. The book however was a translate from English. The author is Michael Robertson. His first book is The Baker Street Letters. Here is a short guide of how the story would be: "In Los Angeles, a geological surveyor maps out a proposed subway route--and then goes missing. His eight-year-old daughter, in her desperation, turns to the one person she thinks might help--she writes a letter to Sherlock Holmes. That letter creates an uproar at 221b Baker Street, which now houses the law offices of attorney and man about town Reggie Heath and his hapless brother, Nigel. Instead of filing the letter like he’s supposed to, Nigel decides to investigate...

Sept 11 - a day when people mourn over the lose of their beloved. It is also a day when I had to submit my assignment. Despite the submission was done, the feeling of restlessness still hangs around like a dark stormy cloud ready to pour. The spirit loses the vitality of life, with all energy sucks out from the body of a mortal. The body shouts for rest and yet the mind wanders like strays over the places.

This post has been in my draft folder for sometime. The feeling of being used and discarded then used again has been commonly felt among our colleagues in the same place. There will always a scenario for us to feel that we have been taken advantages of. And when this situation happens, we will still respond to it, irregardless how pissed we feel about it in the first place. Whether we are working or dealing with others in our social circle, at times we are just being too good or too kind. Thus, the opportunity of being taken advantages of. If we choose to stand up against it, then we are considered disrespectful. If we choose to shut up, then we are not being appreciated. World has been unkind to us, who are looking for a simple life. Maybe it is time to join the Devil and bring the Devil from within or hope to die with it at the same time. But what do you think?

It has been a while since I updated my blog. I won't know what to say about me, even I am writing this post now. I have been zoning in and out of my life. One moment, I am able to focus on my tasks on hand. The other, I am distracted with random thoughts in my mind. I guess there is too much things in my mind now. Work-related stress creeps in and engage a mental warfare with me. Assignment dateline is near as I am still struggling to pour out my ideas and finding relevant information to support my claim. Bad news come in telling me that I am unable to defer one of subjects now. Things just get worse and worse. There is only darkness around me, or at least it seems that way. And I am getting fat after missing my gym for a week. Guess I need to buckle up once the assignment is over and get my stamina back as soon as possible. It is not right to feel tired for a few days after each gym session.