| 1030h [still at work! muahaha..]
Feeling... optimistic Happiness of the day: At my office, there's this general board, where everyone in the office gets a little corner, to post messages or whatnot. I just saw today, I have a corner too. Feeling kinda touched. Event of the week: Australian play on Wednesday, and circus[?] performance on Saturday. The electric string quartet performance last night was pretty cool. Some rock jammin' there...some parts were a little experimental for me, but otherwise it was really fun. I've always liked string instruments though I cannot play any myself. [y'know, easier hitting the keyboard than pressing a string down.] Love music. I had a talk with cheryl that day, about a lot of things, and very briefly about my journal. She's one of those who reads my journal religiously, and sometimes she responds to them. Like for example, she's one of the few who asked my mom is doing. Rather sweet of her. Since she reads my journal so regularly, and she's such a close friend of mine, I guess it would be fair to trust her judgment on my journal. She says that I seem like a different person in my journal. Yet, yesterday I was talking to Poach. She also reads my journal regularly, and since she's one of my good friends, her judgment should be reliable too, isn't it? And she says that I sound just like me. Hmm...confusing. So the people who read this journal but don't know me in real life, are they getting the real deal? Hahaha...this is the funny way to put it. I was doing my new bio page yesterday [y'know, for my new design] and I realised that I didn't know what to say. Of course, the most obvious information like age and nationality were included. But otherwise, I had verbal constipation. I've had 3 bio pages so far. And by far, this new one has the least words. Haha...I realise the older I get, the less inclined I am to put into words what kind of a person I am. maybe because seriously, it's just impossible. I can't do it, too complex. Naturally I'm the one to know myself best, because unlike even my closest friends, I know all facets of my personality. And maybe precisely because of that, I'm the last person on earth who can describe cindy khoo. Poach says that the way I write is like the way I talk. Which is probably true. I can never be a prize-winning writer. Heh. But other than the way I talk/write, I think this journal has a rather separate identity. Like for example, the things I write about here are mostly not things I discuss with my friends. What I write here are things I discuss with myself. yet, it's not everything I think about, because first of all, I think about too many things. secondly, if I write about them all, my friends/readers would probably be intimidated by what I really think all the time. I have a set of self-censorship rules for this public journal, possibly a result of too much decency eversince I was a kid. Hahaha... So yeah, this journal won't tell you everything about me. It's a lot of information definitely, but it's not everything. You won't need to know everything to like me anyway, so it's ok. hahaha... Just a feeling: I'm amazed at how people still like judging each other, without actually knowing anything. I can't even begin to judge myself. | |