thistle;

Monday, May 08, 2006

ah. alone and comfortable at the office with air-con blasting, internet access, and radio tuned in to lush 99.5. bliss, almost.

lately, thoughts havent been able to translate coherently into written form. working is almost like a poison which takes its time slowly to drain life away. then, leisure and entertainment of any form after work-hours is the antidote. and hell, did i hav fun after work every single day.

seeing how people at work behave frightens me sometimes - when the next most important thing at hand is where to hav lunch at and where to get the cheapest muffins. i wouldnt want my working life to deteoriate to such a state, where inconsequential and insignificant events fill up the most of my time and become everything im working for.

and thats prolly one reason why im still dillying-dallying over the university admission. i mean, fuck, i said i wanted mass comm all my life, since the day i fell in love with the english language and the limelight. and i reckoned the media industry had everything i wanted, or thought i wanted.

but hav you ever had one of those times where you wanted something so darn badly that when you finally do get it, it kinda overwhelms and stuns you such that you're unable to register anything; and then after that questions come hurling?

its just freaking ironic, that right now i hold the admission letter in my hand - written in bold, Communication Studies; and i'm thinking of a million other alternatives. suddenly the tourism and hotel industry seems darn appealing, what with the opening of the Integrated Resorts. and an article in Today about the qualities needed to work in the tourism industry just seem to scream out at me that hey, i can be suitable enough for that.

but, crap. i prolly am thinking too much, as i always do. hav a good monday, people! =)

icy fingers playing piano on my skin - 1:41 PM