或許》 作詞：Kendy Suen/曰云 作曲：Kendy Suen
或許》 作詞：Kendy Suen/曰云 作曲：Kendy Suen
Rude people are the worst!
Their brains are somehow wired to think that they’re entitled to everything.
I want to point out that just because I like doing something, does not immediately mean that I am obligated to do it for you. Are you my boss? No. Are you family? No. Are you one of close friends? No. Are you asking nicely and saying please and thank you like how Barney the Purple Dinosaur taught us to do when we were babies because they are basic manners that you will have to acquire if you want to get through life without everyone thinking that you’re the most conceited person ever? No.
I just don’t understand why people would just command you to do something.
“You draw right?”
“Do you want to draw ______ for me?”
“No, I’m actually quite busy at the moment.”
“But you like doing it anyway, it’s just a _____, what’s the big deal.”
Well f*** you too!
Then they proceed to telling you the entire brief, and most of the time these people are the most annoying clients. Actually they’re not even clients because they used the friendship card into guilt tripping you to give them free labor. Every other day they’ll ask you if it’s done (even though you clearly stated that you were going through a busy period beforehand) then they’re even thick-skinned enough to ask you to prioritize their work because they’re in a hurry to get whatever project that they have on hand done.
“Oh excuse me sir, I didn’t realize that your schedule is much more important than mine and even though I am giving you free labor, it is not enough to satisfy your selfish ass. Let me drop all the things I have on my plate and focus on producing top notch work for you for nothing in return. No not even a please or thank you because working for you for free is such an honor.”
I actually love helping people out and am very happy and humbled that some friends trust me enough to design/ draw for their projects or personal use. But I just HATE it when people presume that just because I like doing something then they can just order me to do it.
Another thing that bugs me is when people have stepped out of line, and they know they stepped out of line but they refuse to apologize. Instead they try to change the subject or use humor to cover it up. It’s childish, cowardice and just rude really. What’s so hard about giving a genuine apology. If you’re lazy, it really just takes two words “I’m sorry.”
Recently I’ve been more prone to being easily agitated. I’m so stressed out and frustrated that my sleeping patterns are reversed, hair is falling out like mad and I’m frequented with headaches and stomachaches. I’m pretty sure that it’s mostly to do with the whole unemployment deal. It’s been 4 months and no luck; not sure if I’m kidding myself with the story about hard to get into advertising or I’m just not fit for the industry. To be honest, the applications that I have submitted so far, I believe I’ve worked hard on them and to have no feedback is quite a bummer. I’ve worked before so I know if I am able to land a job I’m one of those hardworking people who are most of the time too responsible and will stay overtime even as an intern. It’s quite upsetting and I just hate it when people bring up the topic because I feel like crap. Then there’s the never ending dilemma of relocating and everything that comes with it. Sometimes I feel like I’m taking everything/ everyone around me into too much consideration because for all I can see, not a lot of people seem to care enough to be able to offer me much advice or any solutions beyond the words of “Oh don’t go, I’ll miss you.” Whenever I tell someone in utmost honesty that “I’m upset.” with a straight face, I think they just think I’m whinging or having one of those emotional swings that I go through because I want the attention. And yes I do, but not because I want those half-hearted responses of “You’ll be fine.” or “Don’t worry.”, it’s because I am legitimately anxious to the point that I feel the need to seriously sit down and share it with someone to stop the problems rotting my brain from the inside out. However, so far it does seem like nobody has the time, patience or understanding of my situation to be able to offer much help and I am out of options as to how to tackle such a problem by myself. I have had a tough year or two dealing with problems and issues that other people have inflicted on me and I’ve been alright, increased my patience and tolerance. I wonder if it’s because those issues have been resolved and I know that those affected are getting better now that I’m allowing myself to be more prone to being affected by negative energy once again. Well whatever it is, I wish it’ll stop because writing moping stories about myself is so pathetic.
中意go with the flow
中意The Joker同Jack Skellington同Tim Burton
Somehow reach 唔到佢哋對我嘅expectation.
Does that make me any less of a good person?
PS. I just want to do something on my own without people interfering with what I want to do.
Fatty and I were super excited when we saw another place serving bak kut teh was open. For all of you who don’t know what that is, it’s a kinda of soup that’s very famous in Malaysia and Singapore. It has a pork ribs broth as a base and different types of herbs and spices added to it resulting in a bowl of deliciousness that I can only describe as heavenly. I think most of the time the soups comes with the ribs used for the broth, mushrooms, fried tofu puffs and some more meat and veggies. Okay back to SugarBun.
I’m not sure if it was us that were too blonde to figure this out but I totally thought that there were 2 different restaurants in the building, because there are 2 logos. So we went up the the second floor directly, only to be greeted by a confused waiter. He was super nice though and seated us immediately explaining that all 3 floors were the same restaurant.
Fatty ordered the Dry Bak Kut Teh and I had the Soup Bak Kut Teh.
First of all let me just point out how happy I was when the menu said that the bak kut teh comes with you char kway aka youtiao aka Chinese doughnut (for the record, it is so not a doughnut!). Every other place in Melbourne that serves bak kut teh does not have this option so triple bonus points to SugarBun for this.
Food was fantastic and service was really friendly and welcoming. The decor was simple and cafe-like, making the dining experience very relaxing.
Actually my favourite bak kut teh in Melbourne. I used to love the one at Coconut House and then I think they changed chefs or management or something top secret that I don’t know of, the standard just went way down. So SugarBun is officially my go-to place for bak kut teh now. The menu also said that they would be serving fried mac-n-cheese soon, YES!!!!! No more bikini body for me when that happens! Super excited to go try more from their menu and I really recommend their soup bak kut teh for those who want to pay them a visit.
80% sure I’m gonna get something like this on my shoulder blade once I get the design finalized and consult with the tattoo artist. Not sure if I should replace Cheshire cat with Mad Hatter’s hat.
Or whether to get a Peter Pan quote. Both equally as tempting.
Having started this topic; let’s elaborate with a rant!
I have no idea why people freak out when you tell them you want to get a tatt, like how does this bother you? You’re not the one having to live with permanent ink under your skin for your life. The most common ones I’ve heard were;
“Oh My God! Don’t! Nobody would hire you!”
I work (or at least aspire to) in the creative industry, pretty sure 85% of the people don’t give a crap whether I have ink. Besides, it’s not like I’m gonna be walking around baring my back to everyone to see.
“Why?! That’s so emo!”
I don’t understand how getting a cat tatt on my back is considered emo? Please explain this to me if you’re on the save wavelength.
“You’ll regret when you’re older.”
I’ll probably regret more if I didn’t do something that I wanted to do when I’m young just because of the fear of regretting later. Now I’m not saying I wanna go binge drinking and smoke 10 packs a day because YOLO (still not a good enough example to use the term YOLO), but a small tattoo never hurt anyone.
Then you have people who think they are responsible for telling you how to make life decisions and give you that judgmental face or try to put you down because you didn’t live up to their expectations. Well, too bad I didn’t turn out to be someone you thought I would or should be. It’s like when I had my piercings done, some of my ex-classmates freaked out coz suddenly I seemed to be a life threat to them or something. Chill the eff out!
Why are you all freaking out over some body art?