November 15, 2005

• some thoughts in bullet points

  
  

  
  
  • the world doesn't really need better buildings. the world needs better people.
    
  • sometimes i would like to be the psychologist in infernal affairs. sitting quietly in the middle of a corrupt society and asking people questions to help them along.
    
  • in reality, psychology doesn't really answer everything. it is very good at pointing out what's wrong with you. equally with anthropology, and cultural studies, and all sciences. a single science is useless in trying to grasp reality, as it isolates a single dimension in everything.
    
  • we need a lot of love administered in measured quantities. not simply a lot of love.
    
  • sometimes i like to sit back and help people achieve something. then i get impatient and wonder 'hey why be the support staff when you can be the performer, why be backstage when you can be centre stage'.
    in this crazy world, the people at the centre make all the money, while the people backstage help them have stable personalities so they can go to work and make all the money. while those in the centre stage get on with the business, the people backstage solve their personal issues, take care of them. you can't be centre stage without any support staff and you can see people failing at what they do because of unresolved personal issues, or because of lack of 'support staff'. support staff are the magic of this world, but it's something i don't really know about. there have been no support staff in my family. 
    i wonder what would bring more satisfaction: being in business making a lot of money, or counselling people for little money. i still have this dilemma and i'm not really resolving it, i'm pushing it to the back of my mind.
    
  • as i'm pushing it to the back of my mind, it creeps up to the front and pushes away everything else that i try to do and focus on. as a result i have extreme lack of concentration these days. at work i manage to be ok, but last night i was sitting in a ballet and didn't get any of the story. 
    
  • people who think themselves all powerful are helping no one but themselves. and i even wonder how much they are helping themselves when they are slowly building a distance from everyone else.
    
  • i wonder whether i'm turning into my dad's mum. i wonder what she was really like.
    
  • i'm glad i'm not turning into my own mum.
    
  • today i went for lunch to my church, which is 10 minutes away from the office. i met some super people: karen, cookie (kookiang), natalie, steve. i wonder if i could also work for the church.
    
  • i am sort of being in more than one countries at a time, but it's not a comfortable feeling, it mainly involves missing the country you're not in.
    
  • on the other hand, in this country i hate the cold but i love the culture of encouragement. think 'encouragement' if anyone tries to belittle you in order to make you work harder. belittling is for people who can't discipline their own selves. belittling probably works in the army, if it works there at all. it is inappropriate in a peaceful environment.

  
  

  on a different note, let's give it up for this blogring:

  
  

  Are you Greek? Do You want to show off your greek pride? Or just simply talk about common greek things like your yaya's fantastic mussaca( I don't know but my yaya shure CAN NOT cook), or just about any thing else! Zito E ELLATHA!

  
  

  hahaha...actually we talk about fantastic moussaka (please spell properly!) every lunchtime, because the only other greek girl at the office is quite keen to cook greek. so she borrowed my big fat greek cookbook. and now my ex-flatmate wants it too because she says it has the best tomato sauce ever. (sure but it's even better made with big fat greek tomatoes.) actually my yaya (grandmother) didn't live with us, and my mother never cooked because she was at work. the only cook in our flat was our filipino maid, who actually cooked from my mother's italian recipe books and her own memory of tried and tested filipino dishes.

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