new year resolutions

"life is only as good as the memories we make" - the ataris (so long, astoria)

there's a reason why i don't do new year resolutions.

as 2005 comes to a close, i'm in one of my usual year end nostalgic moods thinking bout how the year has been, what happened, what i've done, what i didn't do.

okay so right now it's more of what i didn't do.

i haven't really made a new year resolution in years. ever since i realised that in all probablility, i was probably not gonna actually follow through with it. something bout the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak theory.

so answer me this... why on earth did i sorta make a new year resolution for 2005?

my new year resolution was to register for driving (yeah yeah shocker but this girl doesn't have a license...). yes, register. i thought if i said learn driving that might be pushing it. so i went for the safer route... register. even then i didn't manage to fulfil that. in fact i forgot bout it entirely for the most part of the year. it only occured to me in the last week. but somehow i still couldn't quite get my lazy butt over to the driving centre to register.

and for some strange reason, it's sorta bothering me that i didn't fulfil my one and only resolution for 2005... my first resolution in years.

well while discussing this with the other jo, we've decided that 10 working days into the new year is still considered the previous year. the rule according to the 2 jos. you can't deny that.

but just to be on the safe side, i'm making it my 2006 resolution. a re-resolution of some sorts. and yes, it probably is still register haha! okay maybe i should be a bit more ambitious... what bout to complete my basic driving theory test?

close encounters in the unisex

"id like to buy the world another shot of laughter, and buy my friends another drink" - sugar ray (shot of laughter)

now i'm not entirely adverse to unisex toilets. as long as i get my cubicle privacy, i'm good. afterall there's nothing too exciting or scandalous bout everyone washing their hands at the sink or fixing their hair.

but that said, i've never actually been in a proper unisex before... until now.

my friend and i finally went to the balcony bar. we must have been one of the last 'un-cool' people to actually go there. by a lil sneaky sneaky business on my friend's part, we scored ourselves a coveted place on the big comfy white cushioned seats. ahhh... bliss...

eventually we felt the effect of our drink... in a nature's call sorta way...

so we each took turns to beeline to the bathroom. it's a unisex. which i even found pretty exciting.

as i was washing my hands, a cubicle door opened and a guy stepped out gingerly...

guy: is this the ladies?
jo: i think it's a unisex
guy: (flustered) oh i'm so sorry
jo: (almost laughing) no worries

and then the guy hurriedly washed his hands (barely!) and rushed out.

while the unisex may not be that big a deal, the reactions some people have to it is rather amusing.

my paper heart

"please just don't play with me, my paper heart will bleed" - the all-american rejects (my paper heart)



i love the song my paper heart by the all-american rejects from which the lyrics are the inspiration in this pic. and i absolutely love this pic. somehow it just speaks volumes to me. that's why i stole it from my friend.

something bout the black and white background and that splash of colour for emphasis on the paper heart. move over wooden heart. the heart is now made of paper. it kinda looks like something i used to fold as a kid using bus tickets. not exactly the most long lasting. hence the word frailty. and the tiny lil folding lines on the paper heart reminds me of the tiny lil scars in our actual heart.

sure frailty is evident in the pic. from the words to the paper heart. and yet when i see this pic, i don't just see frailty. i see a hidden strength. a bright colour admist the black and white and shades of grey. a paper heart that's standing despite being made of a frail material.

strength beneath the fraility.

and that's what makes me keep on staring at this pic...

it's beautiful.

multi faceted

"and i can't let that happen again, 'coz then you'll see my heart in the saddest state it's ever been, and this is no place to live my life" - relient k (who i am hates who i've been)


the other day it was my friend's birthday and a few of us went to celebrate. and if you think i got comments the other day wearing a skirt... try wearing a dress. oh well it was the birthday girl's request...

now this friend of mine is one crazy party girl. she's in her 30s but lives it up like she's 20. no one parties harder than her. and practically no one can keep up with her either.

so guess what this crazy party girl asks for her birthday present? nope not jewellery or clothes and not even stuffed toys... she asks for a dictionary and thesaurus. what she needs 'em for i have no idea. she's not even a writer.

but this somewhat strange request from her started me thinking... (which sometimes isn't too good haha!) on one hand my friend is the crazy party girl with the crazy lifestyle... but on the other hand she loves to read. give her a book and she's a happy camper. and there were other things that added to it as well.

in my mind i was trying to reconcile all of those seemingly differing sides... when it really hit me that everyone has those differing sides.

for a while before i used to worry bout my own differing sides. i've wondered who i really am. i was this and yet not that. but in another circumstance i could be that and not this. i was contradictory. i am contradictory.

but i've acknowledged that people are just multi faceted. each and every of those differing sides add up to form the complete personality of the person.

so i guess i'm just learning to get more comfortable with that complete personality of me...