After so many years, I'm still not used to these flat vector design. No matter how much my colleagues/clients liked it.. it feels as though it is lacking 'substance' of some sort.. (Not to mention it's kinda 'cartoonish'
Don't get me wrong, I don't H A T E it. I just don't like it - that's all..
( Sure, the entire world is into simplified flat vector images already, heck even my iPhone is all flat vector icons everywhere but I really do miss the days when things were abit more...., 'real' )
( Anyway, that's a work-in-progress for 1 of my Dining & Advertorial job . Hush hush )
Dating someone could be a good alternative to being steadily attached with someone. Yep, no strings attached, no dutiful commitments.
Was talking to my friends about my last few dates - which I don't think it'll work its way to building any deeper relationships. We ended up with me being the issue; that perhaps I'm the one who chose to feel that it wouldn't work out.
The truth is, they may be right after all. At this point of time, I'm not exactly looking for a relationship.
I used to talk about how I cried over J-dramas or any movies that deeply touches me. The truth is I only cried like pigs whenever I'm alone. Yes, I don't cry over movies or tv series in front of my family; there's tears of course but I'll try to hold it.
There's just something about having to stay and look emotionally strong in front of them. I'm not saying crying is a sign of emotionally weak but you know how it's always or tend to be associated as such. Perhaps it's the kind of upbringing in my family - boys or men of the (insert family surname here) has gotta be tough, rugged, buffed, macho, masculine.
Sometimes I envy the females who can just freely cry out loud over any touching stories they watched or heard without having to be seen as weirdos. I bet if I'm to weep when watching movies with my siblings or cousins, they'd think I am crazy. Hurhurhurhur...
But yeah, that makes me a cry baby in the 'closet'. LOL (if u get what I mean). I also get goosebumps easily - which technically means I'm easily moved. I get goosebumps mostly from song lyrics these days. They said it's a sign of aging. When you were young, you simply listen to the melody and sing along to the song without truly making sense of the lyrics. And when you finally do, that's when your mind absorbs the true meaning of the story, touches your heart and gave you goosebumps; accompanied (or not) with a smile.. All of a sudden, the song you so often used to hum along to turns meaningful, you actually freaked out not noticing it's true beauty before this.
The above statement comes from the predictive functionality of an iPhone keyboard. All I typed was the first word - 'This'. I was actually hoping it would create an actual sentence but all it did was repeating "is a great a day to be a good day" (I was expecting something - a story of some sort, that would be awesome...). Guess I over estimated the predictive function. Lol..
Is being predictable something yay or nay? Being predictable could mean those around you know you well enough they were able to predict your every steps based on their understanding of you. A good thing I suppose.. The downside of this could also mean, you are boring, unadventurous and constantly taking the same route, your every steps are ... well uhm, predictable. Hmm.. Sounds negative already eh?
I am not one who fancy the idea of predicting things; events, people, situations etc. Too much effort and not worth killing my already depleting brain cells thinking of outcomes that would come by naturally. Hence I DO NOT LIKE TO PREDICT what's gonna happen next in a movie / tv series!!!
Yes, this is in fact a rant post. All because my mom keeps on predicting what's gonna happen next while watching tv series ( I don't understand, why can't she just sit down and watch quietly? ) The story will eventually unfold and unveil itself right? Grrrr....!!
So a colleague was ranting about work today and randomly disclosed her salary figure and much to my surprise, isn't anywhere near mine *shocked level 99*
Not knowing what or how to respond, I just remained silent and continue listening to her stories but can't help thinking inside my head - hmm.. we have the same title, same workload, same job scopes, same responsibilities , but I'm obviously 'overpaid' in comparison.
( I did, for a second, starts questioning myself if I deserve to be paid slightly higher; have I done enough to justify the pay? But heck, reality took over the very next second and I went 'well.. Life is unfair!' )
Yes of course that's not my fault (it's not right?), but it did made me feel bad and sorry for her in certain ways. Boooo... I hate talking about salaries!