The weather was fabulous over the weekend. My friend and I took advantage of this great weather and decided to go on a short hike followed by shaded downtime in the park with a book. The ducks, as you see above, decided to join us as well.
Fresh air and a good walk always calms the nerves. I’ve been trying to get my friend to do things for herself, activities that will relax her since she’s been so stressed out by all the crap going on right now in her family. I’ve been really worried about her because she’s already had one meltdown in front of me and I certainly don’t want a repeat. So, I’ve been advocating that she absolutely needs to take time out for herself. I’m a firm believer that if you don’t take care of yourself then you’re no good to the people around you.
I’m guilty of it myself, taking on too much without thought to myself and how it’ll impact me. Its been a long process, but I’m learning to say “no” and not feeling guilty about it. There’s responsibility and then there’s living your life – blending the two are difficult, but finding the balance to them is important. You do what you can do, but don’t kill yourself in the process. I’m finding that balance, its hard to maintain, but I try my best and I know my friend will get there eventually.
I was checking my Blackberry at the mall as both of my parents were in the washroom. My dad comes out and he starts marveling at my new gadget. Then my mom comes out and she notices it too. I’ve had this thing for over two months now and they are just now noticing it…funny.
But, my laugh for the day came in the form of my mother asking me about the Blackberry:
Mom: Is that your new phone?
Mom: How long have you had it?
Me: Two months
Mom: Was it expensive?
Me: Yeah, it was.
(note most of the conversation is in Cantonese except for below where its mixed)
Mom: Is it a Blueberry?
Me: (laughing my ass off) Blueberry???!!!! You mean “Blackberry”?
Mom: (laughs) Oh…B l a c k b e r r y (said with a Chinese accent)
Blueberry..that’s a first. I may just have to call it that from now on instead of a crackberry. Too funny. God bless my Mom, I needed that chuckle.
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Tagged Family, Funny, Humour
They say that when it rains, it pours, well its drowning right now. All the people around me are having some kind of crazy problems and I feel helpless. My only contribution is to listen and help as much as I can. I realize that sometimes that’s all one can do, but I wish I could do more.
So, one of my friends is having problems with the boyfriend. We got together after work one day to talk and catch-up. It was actually nice to talk about something not so serious, not saying being in a relationship isn’t serious business but compared to what’s happening with my other friends this is nothing.
The gist of it all is that the boyfriend is pulling away from my friend, after being the one trying to push the relationship into a more serious mode. My friend is conflicted, she feels like they’ve already broken-up, but can’t do the actual breaking-up. It’s a weird situation and my friend is having a hard time wrapping her head around it. He doesn’t want to see my friend as much but still wants to see her and take it slower. This is how I see it – he wants his cake and he wants to eat it too. Apparently, seeing each other three times a week is too much. I agree, but that’s just me, I like my independence – I don’t think that’s what he’s thinking – he’s just being a jackass.
I told her what I thought, but I also told her that she has to do what feels right. I may not agree with what she may do (which I think may be to work it out), but sometimes giving up on a relationship so easily might not be the right thing. I mean what do I know? I’m no expert in relationships. I just go by my gut and if its telling me something I can’t ignore it, irregardless of all the advice I get, I usually go with my gut. And she should do the same. What’s right for her may not be right for other people, but it’s her life.
And, being single I have the luxury of telling her to kick the guy to the curb cause I think he’s an ass. I haven’t invested anytime with this person, but she has and I need to respect that. Its true that people sometimes give up on relationships too easily without trying to fight for it or work it out. Sometimes its worth the fight and sometimes its not and no matter what I think, she’ll have to do what is right for her.
I’ve been at my new job for almost two months. Its been the busiest two months of my life. I have been in jobs where its busy, but nothing that I’m experiencing right now. And, its good. I quit one of my jobs because it was so damn boring and my brain was slowly losing its intelligence. Anyways, now that I’m settling in a bit more I’m noticing the random characters around the workplace, in particular my boss.
She’s a nice enough person (before she starts the day), but she has got a mean streak that I’m just starting to really see. She’s very dramatic, loud (she sings in the office), takes everything personally, complains a lot and generally a little kooky. I don’t take offense to her craziness, but the one thing I don’t like is her intolerance for people she thinks aren’t going about things the way she thinks they should. And let me tell you I’ve been witness to a few very inappropriate comments by her already because of her lack of patience with people. A recent incident that involved me made it clear to me that its important I don’t involve her too much in what I do. Otherwise, a situation I am clearly handling gets fucked up complicated (when it shouldn’t be) because she’s taken it too far. And, I’m not the only one she’s done it to in our group.
I take it all in stride, but its not easy. I try to ignore her when she goes completely nuts. Her loud singing, I kid you not, can be annoying and long winded, but so far I haven’t had to resort to drowning her out by plugging in the iPod. I believe she sings to relieve stress, it just hurts my ears.
Intolerance and impatience with other people, when its not warranted, highly irritate me because it shows a lack of respect. I can deal with her bitching (and it can be constant), but her intolerance, that’s another thing and it’ll be harder for me to keep my cool about that. Its not unpleasant to go to work, because I enjoy my job, its a good company, and I’m certainly not going to let it bother me unless it becomes completely inappropriate, but I need to tread carefully.
I’m counting down the days, months, weeks, hours, seconds when I can kick this full time gig to the curb.