year of the consolidation
This weekend was pretty epic. I'm quite amazed by how I manage to survive on so little food and sleep for 2 days in a row.
ZoukOut with YL was fun. We went there at 12 and YL got hit on straight away by some dumb jock. I was glad to have work emails distract me because it was really so difficult to stop myself from rolling my eyes each time as he tried to impress her. I could sense him backing off when he it finally dawned on him that she's not just from any college in Dublin, and not just studying any undergrad course. She's actually from Cambridge, doing freaking a PhD. Don't know how he misheard Cambridge as Dublin. What a moron. But I confess that it was fun for me - having never been picked up by anyone in my life - to watch how it happens. :) Can't help that I have a friend who's so cute.
I was so tired from the mad week at work that I was tempted to just skip ZoukOut altogether. But I'm glad I went. It was super fun, bouncing and jumping around with YL. I loved how each time I whined "I AM TIRED!" she would shout back "NO YOU ARE NOT TIRED!" It was super funny. I hate using my brain so it is totally awesome for me when people tell me what I am or what I want to do. :P I'm so thankful and glad that she came with me. I had so much fun that we managed to stay all the way till 430am! :) Pretty incredible for 2 old fogies :P
It helped that we both took a short nap prior to ZoukOut too, I think. Before I left the house, the Sister got home and gifted me with a gudetama cushion she had showed me earlier in the evening prior to my nap. Just for kicks, I respond to her picture with a silly imitation of the gudetama with a half-pulled blanket over myself. Did not expect her to actually buy the cushion for me. It was incredibly sweet of her and I think its just her way of trying to cheer me up, post that N-debacle.
My sister is awesome :)
Post-ZoukOut was a pain. I had a 9am call shortly after, and a 1pm blind date to attend. By some sheer weird luck, I ended up being a backup blind date to a girl who was originally set up to go for some blind date. It was interesting, meeting someone for the first time with zero knowledge about the person, save that he was Gil's "funniest friend". I know this sounds really mercenary, but if not for the free ticket to Crazy Christmas that I was looking to catch, I wouldnt have gone for it either. I seriously contemplated bailing on him because I was hangry, exhausted, and sleep deprived, and I had no indication right up to the time we met where we were headed to for pre-theatre lunch. It didn't help that the very idea of a blind date terrifies me. I've spent years talking about it and encouraging friends to try it out. Never in my life did I expect that it would happen for me.
It was surprisingly okay. He wasn't the oompah loompah that I had expected him to be, but neither was he what anyone would call goodlooking. But what he was was intelligent, funny, well-traveled, well-read and well-spoken - so much so that within the first hour or so, I wished I had both a Chinese and English dictionary on hand. For the first time in my life, I actually felt my brain working hard during a casual, fluffy conversation. It was incredibly refreshing. Our conversations comprised mostly choppy start-stops but somehow, we ended up hanging out till about 130, most of the time stranded by the rain, not talking much. It was not the most comfortable of silences, but not the most awkward either. All in all, I had fun and it was terrifying as I thought it would be. But I probably won't ever see him again. If you could ask me to explain further, I think it's just... a vibe I have. I finally got to experience what YY means when she talks about dates that were nice but would not have a sequel.
Pole class today was bruising. In all sense of the word. I tried to prep for class today by watching the short clip of the video. I was worried, because it comprised a lot of krumping which I can't do. I can't even dance properly to begin with, much less krump. Despite putting in 2x the effort today, I still came across as a clumpy stumpy elephant. I've got bruises on my elbows and even on my knees despite wearing kneepads. I'm really frustrated by my lack of a natural body rhythm. It frustrates me so much that I'm such an awkward spider; steps that are so effortless to everyone feel so terribly unnatural for me. But I had fun anyway.
I was seriously dreading every single event that I had to go for this weekend, from Zoukout, to my first ever blind date, to the birthday party. Given a choice, I would have skipped all the events. It was pretty fortuitous how things worked out, I think.
It is going to be a helluva December, workwise, and I frankly can't wait for 2016 to come sooner.
ZoukOut with YL was fun. We went there at 12 and YL got hit on straight away by some dumb jock. I was glad to have work emails distract me because it was really so difficult to stop myself from rolling my eyes each time as he tried to impress her. I could sense him backing off when he it finally dawned on him that she's not just from any college in Dublin, and not just studying any undergrad course. She's actually from Cambridge, doing freaking a PhD. Don't know how he misheard Cambridge as Dublin. What a moron. But I confess that it was fun for me - having never been picked up by anyone in my life - to watch how it happens. :) Can't help that I have a friend who's so cute.
I was so tired from the mad week at work that I was tempted to just skip ZoukOut altogether. But I'm glad I went. It was super fun, bouncing and jumping around with YL. I loved how each time I whined "I AM TIRED!" she would shout back "NO YOU ARE NOT TIRED!" It was super funny. I hate using my brain so it is totally awesome for me when people tell me what I am or what I want to do. :P I'm so thankful and glad that she came with me. I had so much fun that we managed to stay all the way till 430am! :) Pretty incredible for 2 old fogies :P
It helped that we both took a short nap prior to ZoukOut too, I think. Before I left the house, the Sister got home and gifted me with a gudetama cushion she had showed me earlier in the evening prior to my nap. Just for kicks, I respond to her picture with a silly imitation of the gudetama with a half-pulled blanket over myself. Did not expect her to actually buy the cushion for me. It was incredibly sweet of her and I think its just her way of trying to cheer me up, post that N-debacle.
My sister is awesome :)
Post-ZoukOut was a pain. I had a 9am call shortly after, and a 1pm blind date to attend. By some sheer weird luck, I ended up being a backup blind date to a girl who was originally set up to go for some blind date. It was interesting, meeting someone for the first time with zero knowledge about the person, save that he was Gil's "funniest friend". I know this sounds really mercenary, but if not for the free ticket to Crazy Christmas that I was looking to catch, I wouldnt have gone for it either. I seriously contemplated bailing on him because I was hangry, exhausted, and sleep deprived, and I had no indication right up to the time we met where we were headed to for pre-theatre lunch. It didn't help that the very idea of a blind date terrifies me. I've spent years talking about it and encouraging friends to try it out. Never in my life did I expect that it would happen for me.
It was surprisingly okay. He wasn't the oompah loompah that I had expected him to be, but neither was he what anyone would call goodlooking. But what he was was intelligent, funny, well-traveled, well-read and well-spoken - so much so that within the first hour or so, I wished I had both a Chinese and English dictionary on hand. For the first time in my life, I actually felt my brain working hard during a casual, fluffy conversation. It was incredibly refreshing. Our conversations comprised mostly choppy start-stops but somehow, we ended up hanging out till about 130, most of the time stranded by the rain, not talking much. It was not the most comfortable of silences, but not the most awkward either. All in all, I had fun and it was terrifying as I thought it would be. But I probably won't ever see him again. If you could ask me to explain further, I think it's just... a vibe I have. I finally got to experience what YY means when she talks about dates that were nice but would not have a sequel.
Pole class today was bruising. In all sense of the word. I tried to prep for class today by watching the short clip of the video. I was worried, because it comprised a lot of krumping which I can't do. I can't even dance properly to begin with, much less krump. Despite putting in 2x the effort today, I still came across as a clumpy stumpy elephant. I've got bruises on my elbows and even on my knees despite wearing kneepads. I'm really frustrated by my lack of a natural body rhythm. It frustrates me so much that I'm such an awkward spider; steps that are so effortless to everyone feel so terribly unnatural for me. But I had fun anyway.
I was seriously dreading every single event that I had to go for this weekend, from Zoukout, to my first ever blind date, to the birthday party. Given a choice, I would have skipped all the events. It was pretty fortuitous how things worked out, I think.
It is going to be a helluva December, workwise, and I frankly can't wait for 2016 to come sooner.