"Hi, I'm Ai Leen, and I'm a procrastinator."
The curse of the procrastinator is the inability to do things now. I put-off doing anything that I can get away with to the very last minute. From washing a fork to buying hair products, I'll only get it done at the very last possible moment. Can't be a good thing though. It's the small things that are telltale signs of what and how a person's character is. I put-off washing a fork till four hours later; I put-off writing an article till four days later. I make the desperate run to the nearby pharmacy in frizzy hair; my car's engine oil gets changed in the workshop after two weeks of warning flashes on the dashboard, and hundreds of KM in. Two words: Not fun. But I do it anyway.
Too much time and so much excess energy invested in works that really didn't require. It's not even about being lazy because lazy people end up either not doing what they're supposed to, or delivering half-arsed results. When I work on something, I put my heart and soul into it. It just takes awhile (too long) to get my heart and soul to cooperate. So now, on my list of a million mottoes, is this: Blady freakin' sit down and do it now.
In light of the new motto, I've been wanting to blog for the longest time but was either uninspired or just too lazy to string my thoughts into sentences that at least held some semblance of sanity. So this is me blogging, all new and improved, for now. I'm even taking the effort to bring out my camera lately. So this is me, all documented and bright-shiny new.
The past week was fun-filled with nights out, workouts, articles out, losing out, and passing out.
An unexpected meet-up on Deepavali even though none of us celebrates the occasion.
Not even him, but who's to say we can't ride on the festivities of it all anyway.
We were finalists for the Cakap-Cakap programme. We didn't win, but we got ourselves published. We are officially funny. What's not funny is the fact that I left my copy of the booklet behind.
I got to be a kinky bus conductor on Halloween night at Princess Salty Smalls' birthday thing. But I lost the plot (and my conductor's cap to a guy without a costume) and started mucking around with other people's props.
Then again, so did he.
And he.
An unlikely group of us celebrated "the small one's" birthday again with a bout of karaoke, drinks, and drunken games.
Philosophy of the day: Often times life hands you a misfit of a jigsaw puzzle piece. You can either trim the edges to make the piece fit into your puzzle, or you can build a whole new puzzle to fit the piece. Sometimes it's easier to build the new puzzle.
The curse of the procrastinator is the inability to do things now. I put-off doing anything that I can get away with to the very last minute. From washing a fork to buying hair products, I'll only get it done at the very last possible moment. Can't be a good thing though. It's the small things that are telltale signs of what and how a person's character is. I put-off washing a fork till four hours later; I put-off writing an article till four days later. I make the desperate run to the nearby pharmacy in frizzy hair; my car's engine oil gets changed in the workshop after two weeks of warning flashes on the dashboard, and hundreds of KM in. Two words: Not fun. But I do it anyway.
Too much time and so much excess energy invested in works that really didn't require. It's not even about being lazy because lazy people end up either not doing what they're supposed to, or delivering half-arsed results. When I work on something, I put my heart and soul into it. It just takes awhile (too long) to get my heart and soul to cooperate. So now, on my list of a million mottoes, is this: Blady freakin' sit down and do it now.
In light of the new motto, I've been wanting to blog for the longest time but was either uninspired or just too lazy to string my thoughts into sentences that at least held some semblance of sanity. So this is me blogging, all new and improved, for now. I'm even taking the effort to bring out my camera lately. So this is me, all documented and bright-shiny new.
The past week was fun-filled with nights out, workouts, articles out, losing out, and passing out.
An unexpected meet-up on Deepavali even though none of us celebrates the occasion.Not even him, but who's to say we can't ride on the festivities of it all anyway.We were finalists for the Cakap-Cakap programme. We didn't win, but we got ourselves published. We are officially funny. What's not funny is the fact that I left my copy of the booklet behind.I got to be a kinky bus conductor on Halloween night at Princess Salty Smalls' birthday thing. But I lost the plot (and my conductor's cap to a guy without a costume) and started mucking around with other people's props.Then again, so did he.And he.An unlikely group of us celebrated "the small one's" birthday again with a bout of karaoke, drinks, and drunken games.Philosophy of the day: Often times life hands you a misfit of a jigsaw puzzle piece. You can either trim the edges to make the piece fit into your puzzle, or you can build a whole new puzzle to fit the piece. Sometimes it's easier to build the new puzzle.
