A junction reached, decisions to be made.

Life's as such, just when you think you have everything planned out, it tempts you with more opportunities. And as with all prospects, sacrifices have to be made. Possibly a more lucrative option; hence my dilemma. I won't be considering if it weren't tempting would I? The opportunity cost is the chance of studying full time - Which means I would probably have to do it part time. Now is that what I want? Something I have yet to decide.

As the year inches to its end, so does my term with the organization - The reality of my future besieges me. Decisions have to be made, swiftly and accurately calculated. Life's as such, you don't always get a second chance at anything - it has to be done right the first time. And you can count your blessings if another chance is bestowed upon you.

For me, the chance to further my education is an opportunity heavily bared by my father - Failure is not an option. However, somewhere at the back of my mind is the irking feeling that I would not live up to expectations. Hence, also, my dilemma. If I could take up the responsibility of my education, subsidized my by father, we share the burden. Should I fail, there's something to fall back on - Life needs its contingencies. I have to be prepared for the misfortunes, but not use the contingency as excuse for my failure.

I should take time of to find out more information of my school and work. It would definitely assist me in making my final decision. Procrastination - my biggest stumbling block. This is me.. for now.

How far will desperation drive you?

Saw/Seven

I'm no movie critic, just happened to catch both movies this weekend. Scriptwriters these days are demented, sick, and twisted. The plot, however, is brilliant. Both films tell a story with a lesson to be learnt, and the moral judgment of the antagonist is ambiguous - I have yet to decide for myself if they deserve the ending that they got. I love this type of film - Keeps me in thought; otherwise I'll get senile.

And it's not even my wedding..

Went to Weichoon's sister's wedding dinner last night - Was a last minute thing. One of those traditional Chinese wedding dinner but they served red wine - Guess it wasn't so traditional after all. Anyway the food was marvelous. What's there not to like about wedding dinners? Gathering around a round table with a bunch of old friends, having a meal while reminiscing the past. Can't help but feel we're entering a whole new phase in life.

Anyway we had a wee bit to much to drink. Okay fine, I had a wee bit too much to drink. Damm red wine. The race to maintain the high always leaves me craving for more, and eventually tipping the balance of what should be enough. I think the most hilarious moment last night was when Alex brought the Cognac bottle over to our table. There wasn't much left, but in a folly attempt to salvage whatever morsel remaining, I overturned the bottle and tried to pour out the contents. As the waitress walked over to clear the table, I tried to look as normal as I could, holding the bottle in that absurd position. It soon hit me that my pretence was failing when the waitress went in mandarin, "Erm, would you like me to clear the bottle?"

We had a little bit more to drink when the groom invited us to the room. Following that, the couple suggested that we went back to their new home at Punggol to continue the session. The journey there was arduous - Had to refrain from vomiting in the vehicle. The intended party at the home soon turned to a pukefest - The car ride was the catalyst. Went about my SMS spree again and started messaging to the wrong people. I fell asleep, at the corner of the room, just as Alex predicted it - Or did he instigate it. haha.. damm it was fun.

*sniff* *cough* ;-~~(

I've been ill for the past week - Was down with a flu which developed to a cough in the later part. It's so embarrassing to have to meet clients, while making sure you don't look too "unglam" attending to your running nose.

Not willing to succumb to the temptation of taking an MC, I went to "Guardian" to purchase some Chlorpheniramine on Monday. You know those miracle yellow tablets that the medical officers in the SAF would give you? Yeah.. that one. I love those tablets - Just 1 tablet and I'll drift off to slumber.

I reported sick on Friday - Couldn't take it anymore. Got even more sick with a bad cough. The doctor gave me a bunch of medication, which included Salbutamol - Which was supposed to clear the airways. So I took the medication and I felt bad.. really bad. The stomach seemed to reject the medicine. I continued to take the medication, and for 3 days I was running to the bathroom. I checked out the side effects of the medication on the internet - apparently it causes diarrhea. I didn't know it clears those airways also.

I'm too tired to blog..

"Filming is tiring. Rock-climbing is exhausting. The combination of both is the epitome of fatigue."

I've been filming the whole entire day, and I am beat. The actual filming started at around 9, and ended almost an hour ago. Spent the good part of the morning, and the afternoon rock-climbing. The evening scene was a pool buffet scene.

Don't want to divulge too much details and, furthermore, I'm exhausted. I've still got a studio shoot tomorrow at 9.30am. I'm not complaining and I don't regret doing it - It IS fun.