I, then, came to a realization that many people out there and I had many friends in common! It's weird. But the interesting thing is those people are not on my friend list. I don't know them. But how come my friends do? And how come I don't know them? Maybe my friends just don't want to introduce me to them period? Or maybe I just don't socialize with people enough? Of course, there are some interesting people I want to be friends with. But then, I don't want to know about them too much. Or, it would be some sort of stalking when I actually met them in person. Ok... that happened to Toni and me once. It was, umm, awkward!
Friday, February 13, 2009
The Power of Facebook
Earlier this week, I was bored at home and started browsing people on Facebook. It was very addictive. You start looking at some goodlooking people's pictures and they are tied to someone else's like a spider web. It's crazy. I must have spent a good hour looking at people's pictures and profiles.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Not wasting time
I am a true believer of "Life is too short. So, enjoy it!" I do my best to enjoy my life and be as happy as I can be. I do things that some people would think crazy. But to me, as long as it doesn't hurt anyone and it makes me happy, why not? You're born only once. You should enjoy your life to the fullest, right?
I lost a great long-time friend when I was in college. We had been friends since grade school. He had been suffering a heart disease. I remember him being so happy when we went to school together. I sat right next to him in almost every class. We would go to lunch together. His family knew me pretty well. He had to take a year off from school after a heart surgery. I remembered him looking forward to the surgery as he believed it would "cure" the disease. I visited him at the hospital the day after the surgery. He didn't speak a word. He didn't look very happy. His mother asked me to leave half an hour later. The guy loved going to school and playing soccer regardless of his heart problem. He was a great guy. He was probably thinking he couldn't play soccer anymore.
Every time I went to Thailand, I would visit him at his house. One day, about 11 years ago, I got a call from my parents telling me that his parents had called to let them know that he had passed away. When he was in the ICU during his last minutes, he was asking for me. I couldn't be there for him. I wish I had been there with him at the time.
Earlier this week, the mother of a coworker passed away because of cancer. She lived her life though. But it made me think again.
I don't know what's going to happen to me. I don't know what's going to happen to the people I love. All I can do is to do my best, enjoy the moment, and enjoy the company. I'm not thinking about the far future. I'm not going to be stuck with the past. I can't go back and fix the past. But I can make today better and learn from the past. I once again have promised myself that I will not let one minute pass by unrecognized. It would be useless and a waste of time. I'm not going to associate myself to disrespectful people. I think people should be friendly to each other and treat each other with respect. I'm not going to play that dating game where you're supposed to wait for 3 days or whatever before contacting him/her for a second date or whatever. If they don't call me in a day or two, hey, I'm moving on! I'm not wasting my time...! And trust me, if I like him, I'm calling him the following day to see if he wants to go out again... ;-)
I lost a great long-time friend when I was in college. We had been friends since grade school. He had been suffering a heart disease. I remember him being so happy when we went to school together. I sat right next to him in almost every class. We would go to lunch together. His family knew me pretty well. He had to take a year off from school after a heart surgery. I remembered him looking forward to the surgery as he believed it would "cure" the disease. I visited him at the hospital the day after the surgery. He didn't speak a word. He didn't look very happy. His mother asked me to leave half an hour later. The guy loved going to school and playing soccer regardless of his heart problem. He was a great guy. He was probably thinking he couldn't play soccer anymore.
Every time I went to Thailand, I would visit him at his house. One day, about 11 years ago, I got a call from my parents telling me that his parents had called to let them know that he had passed away. When he was in the ICU during his last minutes, he was asking for me. I couldn't be there for him. I wish I had been there with him at the time.
Earlier this week, the mother of a coworker passed away because of cancer. She lived her life though. But it made me think again.
I don't know what's going to happen to me. I don't know what's going to happen to the people I love. All I can do is to do my best, enjoy the moment, and enjoy the company. I'm not thinking about the far future. I'm not going to be stuck with the past. I can't go back and fix the past. But I can make today better and learn from the past. I once again have promised myself that I will not let one minute pass by unrecognized. It would be useless and a waste of time. I'm not going to associate myself to disrespectful people. I think people should be friendly to each other and treat each other with respect. I'm not going to play that dating game where you're supposed to wait for 3 days or whatever before contacting him/her for a second date or whatever. If they don't call me in a day or two, hey, I'm moving on! I'm not wasting my time...! And trust me, if I like him, I'm calling him the following day to see if he wants to go out again... ;-)
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Hectic week
It was a hectic week for me last week. Had to rewrite a report, review workpapers, make changes to the workpapers, etc. I was meaning to write several blogs, but didn't have devoted time. So, I am going to wrap everything in one blog...
When I came to work on Monday, I realized something was missing. Our dear coworker had left for the sunny California. The office's sense of fashion and humor definitely came down to almost below an unacceptable level! Everytime I walked by where she used to sit, I kept thinking of her. She was definitely missed.
On Wednesday, I got a friend request on Facebook from someone I didn't recognize. I accepted her friend request anyway. But I sort of had a clue as to why she wanted to add me as a friend. A couple of hours later, I got another friend request from the guy one of my coworkers was going to set me up on a date with (remember a couple of episodes ago where Toni shouted, "Did you like your chocolate cake?" yep, that was him!). We were supposed to go out with my coworker, her husband, and some of her friends on Thursday. I guess he wanted to check out my pictures and profile before he actually went to dinner with us? Fine. Whatever. I don't have anything to hide. Well, not what is on Facebook anyway ;-)
So, on Thursday, we all were supposed to meet at 7:30pm. I was fashionably late and arrived around 7:40pm. Got to the place and no one was there! Great! Got a call from my coworker saying they were running late but the guy and his roommate would be on time. Well, apparently, no one was on time. So, I sat at the bar and had a glass of wine. Around 8pm, everyone showed up at the same time! hmm... what a coincedence. Whatever! The guy showed up with his roommate... who had sent me the friend request on Wednesday. Pretty subtle, huh? umm... not.
So, there were 7 of us. We got a large table. The guy and I didn't get to sit together. So, it was a little bit hard to talk to each other. That's ok. I could talk to someone else in the group. I got to talk quite a bit with his roommate who was a little shy, but nice. It turned out to be a nice evening. Ironically, I ran into another friend at the bar. She had had a bad day at work and was there with another "coworker" (who happened to be quite goodlooking! ;-)). Anyhow, I talked to her for a bit and gave her a big hug. Hopefully, that would make her day/night a little bit better.
At the end of the night, the guy asked for my number and told me to give him a call so we could hang out again. I got home and got a text from him saying it was nice to meeting me. I sent a couple of texts back to him. Well, it was a good night.
Friday comes. A follow-up occured with Toni and the coworker. Toni said she liked the fact that the guy didn't wait to send a follow-up text after the dinner. Yeah. I liked that too. I don't like to play the waiting game. Life is too short. I don't have time to wait! We're not getting any younger, people!
So, late morning, I thought I'd send him a message on Facebook. The responses I got from him were just one-liners. No matter fact, some sounded like he was annoyed or something. So, I came to a conclusion that he might have changed his mind between Thursday night and Friday morning (maybe when he was dreaming) that he didn't want to go out again! Just my luck. I don't get it.
After work, I went to get a massage. I had never had this therapist before. Good thing I scheduled it for just an hour. He wasn't very good. What a waste of time and money. I told him my lower back and legs were tight and asked if he could concentrate on them. The guy spent very little time on my back and legs. Oh well... time to search for a new massage therapist. I hate looking for a new therapist. It's like looking for a neddle in the hay sack. Ugh.
When I was driving home after the massage, I got a text from Mr. A asking if I wanted to go for a run on the weekend. I had been planning on doing it already since the weather was going to be nice. So, I said yes and asked if he wanted to hang out that night. Long story short, we ended up going for dinner and a couple of drinks. The guy works like crazy. He had not slept for almost two days working on a report. When I met him on Friday night, he looked tired. I was surprised he was able to stay awake at dinner!
Mr. A arrived at my place at 10am on Saturday for the run. We ran for probably about 7-8 miles. The weather was perfect. A little windy, but we made it. I was surprised to run into a couple of coworkers on the trail. Mr. A was taller than me and has, of course, longer legs than me. So, to him, it was probably just a jog. But to me, it was pretty much a sprint most of the time! I am glad we did it though. I needed it. It was a good run for me (although he probably thought it was just a jog for him).
I had a relaxing, laid back Sunday. It was nice to sleep in, do some grocery shopping, walk around the Plaza, and have dinner with a good friend. It was just a nice Sunday-- a perfect way to end the week and start a new week. Sometimes, doing things in a slow pace and watching the world goes by is a beautiful thing.
When I came to work on Monday, I realized something was missing. Our dear coworker had left for the sunny California. The office's sense of fashion and humor definitely came down to almost below an unacceptable level! Everytime I walked by where she used to sit, I kept thinking of her. She was definitely missed.
On Wednesday, I got a friend request on Facebook from someone I didn't recognize. I accepted her friend request anyway. But I sort of had a clue as to why she wanted to add me as a friend. A couple of hours later, I got another friend request from the guy one of my coworkers was going to set me up on a date with (remember a couple of episodes ago where Toni shouted, "Did you like your chocolate cake?" yep, that was him!). We were supposed to go out with my coworker, her husband, and some of her friends on Thursday. I guess he wanted to check out my pictures and profile before he actually went to dinner with us? Fine. Whatever. I don't have anything to hide. Well, not what is on Facebook anyway ;-)
So, on Thursday, we all were supposed to meet at 7:30pm. I was fashionably late and arrived around 7:40pm. Got to the place and no one was there! Great! Got a call from my coworker saying they were running late but the guy and his roommate would be on time. Well, apparently, no one was on time. So, I sat at the bar and had a glass of wine. Around 8pm, everyone showed up at the same time! hmm... what a coincedence. Whatever! The guy showed up with his roommate... who had sent me the friend request on Wednesday. Pretty subtle, huh? umm... not.
So, there were 7 of us. We got a large table. The guy and I didn't get to sit together. So, it was a little bit hard to talk to each other. That's ok. I could talk to someone else in the group. I got to talk quite a bit with his roommate who was a little shy, but nice. It turned out to be a nice evening. Ironically, I ran into another friend at the bar. She had had a bad day at work and was there with another "coworker" (who happened to be quite goodlooking! ;-)). Anyhow, I talked to her for a bit and gave her a big hug. Hopefully, that would make her day/night a little bit better.
At the end of the night, the guy asked for my number and told me to give him a call so we could hang out again. I got home and got a text from him saying it was nice to meeting me. I sent a couple of texts back to him. Well, it was a good night.
Friday comes. A follow-up occured with Toni and the coworker. Toni said she liked the fact that the guy didn't wait to send a follow-up text after the dinner. Yeah. I liked that too. I don't like to play the waiting game. Life is too short. I don't have time to wait! We're not getting any younger, people!
So, late morning, I thought I'd send him a message on Facebook. The responses I got from him were just one-liners. No matter fact, some sounded like he was annoyed or something. So, I came to a conclusion that he might have changed his mind between Thursday night and Friday morning (maybe when he was dreaming) that he didn't want to go out again! Just my luck. I don't get it.
After work, I went to get a massage. I had never had this therapist before. Good thing I scheduled it for just an hour. He wasn't very good. What a waste of time and money. I told him my lower back and legs were tight and asked if he could concentrate on them. The guy spent very little time on my back and legs. Oh well... time to search for a new massage therapist. I hate looking for a new therapist. It's like looking for a neddle in the hay sack. Ugh.
When I was driving home after the massage, I got a text from Mr. A asking if I wanted to go for a run on the weekend. I had been planning on doing it already since the weather was going to be nice. So, I said yes and asked if he wanted to hang out that night. Long story short, we ended up going for dinner and a couple of drinks. The guy works like crazy. He had not slept for almost two days working on a report. When I met him on Friday night, he looked tired. I was surprised he was able to stay awake at dinner!
Mr. A arrived at my place at 10am on Saturday for the run. We ran for probably about 7-8 miles. The weather was perfect. A little windy, but we made it. I was surprised to run into a couple of coworkers on the trail. Mr. A was taller than me and has, of course, longer legs than me. So, to him, it was probably just a jog. But to me, it was pretty much a sprint most of the time! I am glad we did it though. I needed it. It was a good run for me (although he probably thought it was just a jog for him).
I had a relaxing, laid back Sunday. It was nice to sleep in, do some grocery shopping, walk around the Plaza, and have dinner with a good friend. It was just a nice Sunday-- a perfect way to end the week and start a new week. Sometimes, doing things in a slow pace and watching the world goes by is a beautiful thing.
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