Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Funny Side Up! Wayyy up!

I remember when my friend used to call me a joker among our clan of friends. Those who surround me these days will be wide-eyed with disbelief when they hear and see this. But I think I have that gift once (or maybe I still have, I just don't realize it? i dunno...), making funny remarks most of the time, have them laugh out loud till they cried. What a memory.

Watching LAST COMIC STANDING making me wish I am one of them, proving I am actually funnier the rest of the world. What a way to living life huh? Make people laugh ALL the time. A remark made by one of the contestant gave a good wake up call, “it’s either suicide or comedy man”. And he was an accountant, the parents made him have a secure job, don't we all have that kind of parents? (I used to want to be an accountant so much once), and I thought I am the only stuck with my job.

I wanted so much to blame someone or something for me behaving this boringly, the appallingly stressful work life perhaps? I am instantly depressed the seconds I step into that building. The only thing that gets me going is the fact that I still need to dress up to go there. Being fashionable and having good sense of humour, what a great combination of the essence for a rocking personality to have at this moment huh? Yes indeed.

Or perhaps… with the unforgettable words of John Lennon's sang beautifully by David Archuleta today in the American Idol, maybe I can just stand up and preach this…


“You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one”

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

When all fails...

…there's always music to heal my soul. And while I didn't take leave this year for Grammy, the repeat telecast was just as sweet. From the first serenade by amazing duet of the late Frank Sinatra and Alicia Keys, to the next performance and awarded winners, the show definitely worth glued on the sofa for three hours (as if that was the first time I am a couch potato...) Anyway, all the performance was awesome, with 50th celebrated to the the max! A mixture of legends and new breakthrough artists made Grammy this year the most amazing event to remember. (Now I sounds like Grammy host or something...)

My favorites won, from the ever so controversial big winner, AMY WINEHOUSE to my hero Foo Fighters, Alicia Keys and my man, Michael Bublé, the Grammy certainly made my day... my awful stressful day at work. I am glad I am still sticking to what I liked best. MUSIC!

With five Grammy under Amy's belt, Rehab made me sounds like I might be a perfect candidate… for this:

"They’re tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black,
but when I come back
You wont know, know, know"

And I am off… to never never land, dreamin of my making my next acceptance speech. SWEET!

Sunday, February 03, 2008

H.E.L.P

People said “kawan ketawa senang dicari, kawan menangis seorang diri”, or something like that. And judging by my colleague’s/friend’s looks when I try to whine and whimper, I know they are tired of it. Peribahasa was derived from experience and when old generation brings that about to say about something or someone, it really is true. Sad as it sounds (especially to people like me) it is about time to hold any grievance to myself. All of sudden me being in peace about these things now is backed up by all the magazines this month which astonishingly ALL talked about stress management and be happy with ourselves. Even weirder when one of article that mention about ways to handling it and how people wrongly beat it before became an eye opener for me (I actually read all the articles this time). The article mentioned that talk about our bad/stressed-out day to colleagues or friends and by crying our lungs out behind close doors are actually a no-no. It won’t help diminish our anxiety; instead it only prolongs the grief further. Guess I have been doing it all wrong; no wonder I have lesser friends these days (well, plus me less hanging out with them lately) and more stressed out than ever. Anyway, suppose I have to be careful not to whine and rattle on about my dreadful days to others from now on, better start to learn to keep things to myself and diverted myself with something else I am at my happiest (yet to find what it is).

Until then, I do still need help by the way: (heard this recently on radio… just happened to be so appropriate…) Talking about irony.


HELP by The Beatles
Help, I need somebody
Help, not just anybody,
Help, you know I need someone, help.
When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody's help in any way.
But now these days are gone,
I'm not so self assured,
Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors.
Help me if you can, I'm feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me?
And now my life has changed in oh so many ways,
My independence seems to vanish in the haze.
But every now and then I feel so insecure,
I know that I just need you like I've never done before.
Help me if you can, I'm feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me.
When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody's help in any way.
But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured,
Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors.
Help me if you can, I'm feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me, help me, help me, oh.