Friday, December 5, 2014

While everybody else is getting out of bed.

Today on my break I read an article called Quarter-Life Crisis: 25 Disappointments You Deal With When You're 25. Feel free to click on it because this whole post will be a semi-rant on this article. 

I'm not 25 yet but I'm really only five months away from 25. So I'm sure that there will be (should be) some "disappointments" in this article that applies to people at the age of 24 as well. 

Following the article, I'm just going to share what I feel my opinion is for each of the 25 points they have listed. 
Thinking that by 25, you'd be working your dream job. 
I'm 24 and I have my dream job. I have my very own classroom, with hundreds of children's books and almost unlimited resources. I have an amazing classroom of children and an equally amazing classroom assistant. The environment might not be the best, but it is definitely better than any preschool I've worked at. 

The most important part is, I didn't get this job by lazing around. I didn't get it by skipping classes and taking the easy way out. I got it with determination and hard work. And while I was at school, I worked three part-time jobs just so I could have some spending money for myself. The thing is, you CAN have your dream job. All you need to do is put in that extra effort. 

Coming to realize that you don't know as much of the world as you thought you knew. 
You should have known that from the beginning. If you started off your life thinking you know everything, you're stupid. That's all there is to it. 

You can look at obstacles in life as a complication OR you can look at them as a challenge. Take the challenge and reach for the stars. Make it a complication and your life will be even more miserable than it already is. 

Finding out exactly how much of your paycheck is eaten up by taxes. 
You should have found that out when you got your first paycheck (which for me was 17). And if your first paycheck is at 25, you need to reevaluate your life. By 25, you should already be able to budget your spending- always taking taxes into account. 

Finding out that supporting yourself isn't as exciting as you thought it would be- before you actually had to support yourself. 
I have a bone to pick with this point. It is nothing short of exciting. I love being able to be accountable for myself. I love living off my own paycheck. I love being in control of what I can and cannot afford. I love the feeling of independence it gives me. I feel a sense of pride whenever I manage to put a couple of bucks into my savings every month. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate everything my parents have given me and I will never take that for granted. But I have never had a complaint about supporting myself. In fact, it's one of the things that I am most proud of about myself. 

Living on your own isn't as glamorous as was expected. 
At this point, I'm beginning to see a problem with the writer of this article. He had such high expectations for when he turns 25 that when it does happen, he's sorely disappointed. He's also probably watched too many movies. Being 25 (or 24) will not guarantee you a Porsche or a high level luxury suite. 

I'm having a pretty grand time living on my own. I have my own space, I get to do whatever I want, whenever I want. There isn't anybody there to tell me how I should cook my eggs, when I should clean my room or what time to wake up on a weekend. No offence, mom. Just trying to make a point. 

Having to accept that working just about always sucks. 
That's probably because you got into the wrong job line, bro. I enjoy my job. I do have to admit that report card and parent-teacher conference weeks suck just because that means late nights and too much information. But in it's entirety? I love my job. And I couldn't have asked for a more rewarding way to sepnd the rest of my life. 

Coming to accept that days are short and that there's little time for things other than work and running personal errands. 
Well, that's why we have weekends you doofus. 

Being disappointed with the people you meet. 
Again, I think this guy just has high expectations for everything. How can you be disappointed with people you just met? In fact, why do let yourself set expectations for meeting people? For example, you meet someone at the bar and in your head, you quickly assume he/she is a lawyer with a five digit salary and brains to match. Except, WHY do you assume? What's the point in that? Just be open and get to know people a little better. Nobody I've just met has  "disappointed" me. They've annoyed me, frustrated me but not disappointed me because again, how can you be disappointed in someone you hardly know?

His point was that there is a lack of fascinating people in the world. I don't think there is a lack of fascinating people. I think that they are fascinating BECAUSE they stand out from the crowd. From the normal people. And there aren't a lot of people who are like that, which is why you don't meet them every day. There's no lack in fascinating people, you just haven't been fascinating enough to attract the fascinating people yet.

Being disappointed with your preferred sex.
Just reading the title of this confused me. I didn't know what he meant until I read the description. He was talking about romantic relationships. Apparently, 25 is an age where romantic relationships tend to fail. But it does not have to disappoint you. Yeah, you can be sad for a couple of days but don't live in that sadness. Pick yourself back up and get back in the game. Shit happens in life and you just gotta clean yourself up.

Losing friends due to different life directions. 
Again, friendships come and go same as relationships. Do you really lose friends? Or do you just lose touch with them? Just because you don't talk to them daily anymore does not mean they aren't your friends. Life gets busy and takes us to so many different places. You can think about it as losing your friends OR you can think about it as you're collecting friends wherever you go.

My high school best friend and I have not spoken in years. She may not be part of my life right now but she certainly played a huge role in high school. I'm not about to scratch her off my friend list just because life took us different directions.

Realizing that most of your friends are awful friends, and then cutting them out of your life. 
If you were able to make friends with them before, they are not awful. Awful people are murderers and rapists. Those people are awful. Some people just have different dreams and opinions from you. Just because they don't agree with you, doesn't make them awful. If you thought they were awful, I wonder how many people think the same way about you.

All that school debt you still have to pay off- and will continue to pay off for a long time.
Okay I can't really argue this point because I have amazing parents who paid for my education. No, they aren't rich. They just chose to save for my education because they're that awesome.

Realizing that your major only allows you to find jobs that, it turns out, you can't stand doing. 
This is a dumb point. You should have known even before committing to the major. Finding a major for you is like finding your life partner. You need to enjoy it, you need to have the passion to do it. If you have those things, everything will fall into place, including a job that you love. All you needed to do was a little bit of research beforehand.

Not knowing where to head in life. 
This point is valid.. FOR EVERY SINGLE AGE. Not just 25. A toddler doesn't know where he/she is headed in life. A teenager has dreams that they work towards but they still don't know what the future holds. I'm 24 and I still don't know what to do with my life, at times. And I'm 99% sure it will be exactly the same when I turn 30, 45 and 60.

"Still" being alone. 
And what's wrong with being alone? In point #9 the writer mentioned that it was okay to date and make mistakes. What changed from #9 to #15? Yes, friends all around me are getting engaged, married and having babies. Me? I just broke up with my boyfriend of 7 years. But I'm happy and there isn't a bone in my body that's worried about "still" being alone. There's nothing wrong with being alone. Absolutely nothing wrong.

Always knowing there are 24 hours in a day.. but never realizing how short that actually is. 
Three words: Poor Time Management.
I'm doing just fine with 24 hours in a day.

Not being happy. 
Being happy is a state of mind. I'm not surprised that the writer is unhappy, given that this is a depressing article about being 25. I'm happy. There might not be much going on in my life but it doesn't take much to make me or anybody happy. You can find joys in the simplest of places- a happy puppy running up and down the halls, a child finally writing the letter "g" she's been working on for weeks, your boss giving you a nod of approval, the thought of having the house to yourself for a whole week, talking to that good friend of yours after a long day of work and a cup of tea before bed. If you started looking for happiness right where you are, you can find it. I have no doubt.

Realizing that your parents aren't the superheroes you once thought they were.
HOW is this even a point? BOTH my parents are superheroes in my eyes. My dad battled with leukaemia for years but he always kept a smile on his face. And even when he knew the battle was going to end, his only concern was for his family. He must have been terrified, but he managed to hide that fear from us and to me, that's more than enough to make him a hero.

My mom? She's the toughest one in the family. After my dad passed away, she had to raise three TEENAGERS all on her own. Can you imagine raising three emotional, rebellious teenagers all by yourself? Well, she did. I'm sure she probably didn't know what to do for the most part but she never gave up. She did the best she could and the family is closer now than we ever were before. I'm proud to say that she's not just my mother but my best friend. I dare you to tell me she's not a superhero.

And in all honesty? Even if your family did not go through what my family has been through, your parents are superheroes just because they stuck with you through the years. And if they didn't? I'm sure they had their reasons and it might have taken them more strength than you could imagine for them to leave you. Don't jump into conclusions before you know for sure.

Realizing that drinking, partying and raging actually does get old. 
Of course it does. That's why you don't see old men in clubs.

Being disappointed with how quickly a quarter of your life has flown by. 
Actually, I think it took a long time to get to where I am. Maybe it's because I worked harder than you did.

For those lucky enough to have found their passion by 25, they're going to have to work a whole lot harder to get to where they want to be. 
I hate how the writer used the word "lucky". I did not get to where I am with "luck", sir. I got to where I am now with hard work, passion, determination and a little bit of charm. And if you've worked that hard to get to where you are now, it's not going to hurt you all that much to work a little harder to get to where you want to be. In fact, what is the point of your existence if you don't strive to be a better person than you were the day before?

How boring life can be. 
Life is only boring if you think it is boring. You're probably bored because you're just too lazy to get off your bum to do something with your life. You won't find passion lazing in bed or sitting in front of a screen all day. You get out there and you experience things. Sure, life can be pretty mundane at times but it doesn't have to stay that way. It is your life. You decide how your life should be. Boring or not.

How much you miss being in school. 
Sure, everyone reminisces. And I won't deny that a majority of people do miss being in school. But personally, I find that the older I am, the less I think about school. The less I think about school, the less I miss it.

Realizing how little time you actually have to create your dream lives. 
Check my argument for point #22. It's because you were probably spending most of your early 20s lazing around.

Not yet figuring out the point of it all. 
Nobody has life figured out. Instead of trying to figure out the point of life, how about we just appreciate the life that is given to us and live it to it's full potential? That way, perhaps your 25 disappointments will be 25 achievements instead.

So yes, by now you should have already figured out that I have a bone to pick with the writer of this article. He may have his opinion but this is mine. Life isn't ever going to be easy. Even with all the money in the world, life has a way of throwing mud in your face. Whether you take it with a negative attitude or a positive one is all up to you. 

For me? I like the optimistic way a whole lot more. 

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Show the world we are one.

Here is a story of a day filled with mixed-up emotions. It was the day that I agreed to go on a 5 km obstacle run with my coworkers. They had brought the idea up months ago, but I turned it down mostly because I do not like running and it was also expensive (it was like SGD68+ or something). The week before the run, one of my colleagues pulled out due to an emergency and she had asked (the better word would be ambushed) me to take her place.

Being the naive person that I am, I agreed. 
One of the more stupid decisions I've made in my life. 

This picture was taken before the run. In this picture, I was deliriously happy. Delirious because I had absolutely NO idea what I was getting myself into. 

Still no idea and still pretty happy just hanging out with colleagues. 

I am not posting any pictures of myself during the race because I looked terrible. So bad. 

In the beginning, I thought, "Hey, as long as I make sure I'm in front of one person the whole time, I'll be okay." Well, that didn't happen. It was not even 15 minutes into the run and I was already behind. Kind of ridiculous. 

The team had a motto, "Leave no man behind." So there was always someone with me even though I KNEW they were fit enough to keep up with the rest. That, obviously, made me feel bad. 

Then came the obstacles. There was a shitload (pardon the language) of climbing and jumping that I was not prepared for in any way. Given the history of my broken left foot, I was very paranoid jumping down big steps and climbing up stupid wooden obstacles. I felt exhausted, not even halfway through the run. 

Most of the men on the team have touched my ass (sorry, mom) including my boss and his soon-to-be son-in-law. So that was definitely embarrassing.

There was an obstacle (the worst one) that involved swimming in ice water. I was hyperventilating and I definitely could not feel the bottom half of my body for a good 15 minutes after coming out of it. I was soaked when I got out and because I didn't have the right running shorts on, they started falling off because they were wet. At that point, I didn't care if anyone saw my underwear (they were red too which made it even worse) because all I wanted was for the run to be over. 

I walked most of the way to the finish line. I felt inadequate and uncomfortable (especially the part where we had to run on the sandy beach after being in water). 

Then when I saw the finish line, I felt relieved. And happy. So ridiculously happy that it was over. 

When this picture was being taken all I could think of was, "OMG, my boss touched my ass." I was obviously humiliated. 

And then this was just me pretending that I was okay with everything that went down that day. 

This was me just smiling for the camera without much actual feeling other than exhaustion. 

And that's the story of how I ran my first "marathon". 

It obviously isn't ever going to happen again. 

On a positive note, it was nice to hang out with my colleagues outside of work. :)

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Is it more than you bargained for.

 I have not disappeared (though I doubt anyone other than my mom reads this)! Adjusting to being on my own has been a big, difficult change. Drogo helps quite a bit and having a housemate helps a lot during the week (he's never around on the weekends). I keep my mind occupied with things at school and when I'm at home, I usually pick up the phone to give friends and family a call. 

Other than the boredom of being in Johor (which, really, has been a problem from the start- long before I broke up with Jeremy), I've been coping. I'm excited to be back with my family next year (yes, I'm going back to Canada next year!) and to go backpacking with best friends (July 2015!). I'll finally be able to cross Italy off my bucket list. 

Anne who is 12, squeezing into her cubby. 

Drogo, being king of the bed. 

My absolutely adorable bunch of kids on United Nations day where they dressed up in clothes from their individual country. 

Because it's BBQ pork. 

Sara and I spending the night together bitching about boys who don't deserve our time. ;)

The kids found a frog and were so excited! 

Ladies Night with some of the other teachers from school. Heide, Carrie A, Carrie O and me! 

My Halloween treat for the kids! 

We're in our life cycle unit now and a parent brought in caterpillars for each child! They are actually turning into caccoons and I'm super excited about that! I might be even more excited than the kids, actually. 

So that's my life. It's not super exciting, but it's enough for right now. Being single after 7 years, there are things that I miss and things that I don't. And I'm trying to focus on the things that I CAN do now and that is what is keeping me going. :)

Friday, October 17, 2014

Something gave it away.

This is the last picture I took of us as a couple. Taken on the 27th of July 2014, we were both worn out from working a full day at Marco Polo. We decided to take a little buggy ride during our break time just to get some air. It was my first time driving a buggy. I was pretty horrible at it. 

Last week, on the 9th of October 2014 (our 7th year anniversary), Jer and I parted ways. It was a hard decision to make but one that was inevitable. It's not that we don't love each other, we do. We care enough to know that this is for the best. That we needed to set each other free. 

We met right out of high school, both of us thinking this was going to be easy. Love conquers all, right? We found out the hard way that it's not that simple. We grew up, and while doing that, we both started having big dreams. Dreams that cannot be achieved while together. 

So we said farewell and parted as friends. The best of friends. We're still going to be a part of each others' lives but we'll also have the space we need to grow as individual people. 

Seven years. If we don't end up together in the future, at least I can say that it's not because I didn't give it everything I had. It's been tough but it can only get better after this. 


Sunday, October 5, 2014

Even the stars refuse to shine.

A word that summarises my current life: Decisions. 

There's been a lot going on in my life that steered me to a direction that I might not have chosen two years ago. Circumstances have changed and so have I. Hence, how quiet it has been here. 

Here are some happy updates! :)

Aren't they absolutely adorable?! 

This is what most of my weekends consist of. 

The love of my life sure is getting bigger! 

So much love for these two. 

150 pieces of sashimi. That sure was an epic weekend. 

Drogo going yumcha with us. 

He got neutered recently. Poor thing had to be in a cone for a week. 

So pitiful. :'(

Sometimes, if I babysit, my weekends look like this. 

A preschool project we did together as a class! I loved being able to throw paint all over the walls and so did the little guys! 

Sara visited me in Johor last weekend! That was pretty fun. :)


Drogo wanting to play with this guy so badly but not being able to. 

So I found out recently that a friend of mine took this picture. And I love it! 

Yang and I on a mission to cross out something off our bucket list. <3

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

It's been said and done.

So I initially thought 20 Facts About Me was a lame exercise. 
I realized, however, that the closer I got to #20, the more reflective I became. So I decided it deserves a spot here. :)

1. I could eat Japanese food all day, err'day for the rest of my life amen. 
2. My dog, Drogo is the love of my life. 
3. I am a preschool teacher. People think that being a preschool teacher is a fancy way of saying you're a babysitter. Don't ever say that to my face or I will full-on rage at you coz you obviously have no idea. 
4. I love children and would do anything to advocate for them. But I do not one any of my own. 
5. I love driving. It calms me and helps me think straight. Also, I drive a manual and I prefer it that way. 
6. My favourite book of all time is a children's book by Dr. Seuss called "Oh, The Places You'll Go!
7. I dislike beer. That does not mean I don't drink. 
8. Despite being #Asian I dislike anime. It's weird, creeps me out and the characters don't make any sense to me.
 9. Math is my weakest subject, again despite being Asian. I can't do the 7 times tables without hesitating, that's how bad it is. 
10. Doing the laundry is my favourite house chore. Followed by washing the dishes. 
11. I am in love with fall. 
12. Three things I don't think I can go without: the Internet, my phone and my hair tie. 
13. I love art but I don't think I'm all that good at it. 
14. My ideal living space? A studio apartment furnished by thrift stores. 
15. I love the city. Living in a quieter area now drives me crazy. 
16. I'm a cheapskate. I could go to five different stores comparing prices before making a decision. Spending >RM50 on any one thing makes me think thrice. 
17. I love the smell of coffee a d new books. 
18. Lord Of The Rings > Harry Potter any day of the week, no arguments. 
19. No, I was not named after the month of May. 
20. My dream job? To be able to teach and travel at the same time. (That dream might actually be reality pretty soon!)

Monday, September 1, 2014

Oh girl, let's take it slow.

Marco Polo ended it's Season 1 production on the 28th of August 2014. There was a wrap party on the last day of filming which involved an open bar and a huge buffet spread! I can also now say I've been to a wrap party! <3 

With Leifennie and Avery. Leifennie plays a role in Marco Polo as well, you'll find out who she plays when the series airs! ;)

Jer bro-bumping Feroz, who started out as an extra and then got hired into the catering crew. 

Yang, my favourite person in the whole production (I didn't get a chance to meet very many people) and Eddy, casting director! 


Quite possibly my favourite picture the entire night. With Yang and Avery. :)

With Kelvin, the sadistic joker. 

The rest of the pictures didn't turn out very nice. The lighting that night was terrible; it just made us all look too red. But it was a really fun night! :)

Marco Polo premiers on the 12th of December 2014. I'm pretty psyched about it! :)

Since the end of Marco Polo, life has been pretty mundane. I've been back to school for about a month and it's been quite a transition. I go to work, come home and hang out with Drogo. 

Isn't he a handsome little devil? 

When I say devil, I mean it. Here are some examples:
1. I woke up one morning and found my phone charger in this state lying next to me. I had to go to the mall first thing to get a new charger. It's an original charger, mind you. 

2. Teddy is now broken. :( 
I've only had him since I was two. And now it's byebye Teddy. :(

 BUT.. Drogo can now swim! This was the second time I took him swimming and now he can go the whole length of the pool! I was definitely one happy mama. :)

Yang and Avery on Avery's birthday. :)

I got the pleasure of hanging out with this little sweetie, Jordyn, before her whole family moves back to Texas this month. She sure is a cutie, and I'm going to miss her and her big brother Jadon when they're gone. :(

 Till next time! xx

Saturday, August 16, 2014

I got my rock most.

I've disappeared for far too long, I am aware. There have been many personal uncertainties in my life lately and I have had plenty of time to reflect on them. There are still lots of decisions to make but I'm pretty sure I'll pull through somehow. 

On to more happy things! 

My profile in the Marco Polo casting database. Yeah, it makes me just a little bit excited even though it's only for background acting roles. 

First (only) buggy ride. 

The tiresome three: Avery, Yang and myself. 

Can't get over how pretty the colours are. :)

Soo.. I managed to watch the stunt team set a horse on fire without actually hurting the horse. Pictures I took was a little blurry but basically that orange dot is fire. It was pretty cool! 

Drogo and I moved to our new place! We're finally settled in and even though Drogo misses his best friend, I think he likes having all the space to himself. 

My post-it wall in my little corner at the studio! 

We got free sushi at work, so much happiness on one plate. 

On my second last day of work, I played a prank on Avery. It was really just my idea but while I was setting up, the whole office came to help. I basically cut up recycled paper, threw it all over her desk, taped it on and put everything back on her table where it belonged. It was pretty fun. 

I also managed to go on location. This is where the huge war scenes are going to be filmed, in Kluang. The rolling hills and the skies are so pretty! 

That was my last day with Marco Polo. I still go back occasionally to help out if needed, but on a part-time basis. I actually miss it- the long hours, the experiences, everything. 

But.. I finally get to spend much more time with this cutie pie. 

Taking a walk at the park outside the house. 

And.. school has started! Teachers reported back to work about two weeks ago, my kids are coming in on Monday! It's pretty exciting! Meanwhile.. here's a glimpse into my new preschool/kindergarten classroom! 

We are going with a jungle theme- the glass looks into the school counsellor's office, so we thought it would be nice to give both parties a little privacy with vine curtains! :) 

The circle time/quiet area. 

The messy area with sand and water tables!

From the outside. 

It's cute, right? I hope the kids like it too! 

Little Emma being her crazy self. 

I took Drogo for a swimming session today! Definitely going back when we have time. 

And, that's about all the updates I have. A tiny bit nervous about first day of school but also very excited! :)