Everything's Greener on the other side

Stick Boy's Festive Season

Stick Boy noticed that his Christmas tree looked healthier than he did.

~ Tim Burton, The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy

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One is never contended or more to the point, the grass always looks greener from the other side. Simple unchangeable fact in life. What is changeable are (a) whether you give in to the temptation to go to the other side, (b) stay put but continue to look longingly at the other side, (c) convinue thyself that your side is better and (d) is really on the greener side already. In other words frens, every now and then temptation comes along, but it doesn't necessarily follow that the other side is really greener...even though from one's perception, it just seems so.

With that opening, let's announce a few facts:

1. *Doormat has RESIGNED! (pause for gasp of breath). After working merely 1 month plus, she is going to jump ship. In other news, she has accepted the position of assistant curator for the Singapore Zoo (which btw, is unionised, in case you are interested, which yours truly doubts but hey, it is always good to gain knowledge. *deadpan*). Yours truly feels that it is certainly a more appropriate jobcareer for *doormat. No wishy-washy. She was so resolute, she accepted the job offer on the spot! Way to go!

2. *Eccentric seems to be bitten by the resignation bug too and has been thinking and waiting desperately anxiously for the call of a production company that specializes in documentary for Discovery Channel *gasp*. Dare yours truly suggest that someone should take the initative and if offered, to seriously decide to job hop again? As of now, yours truly offers no advice. Ask me again if and when the offer really comes. But then again, if the offer really comes, yours truly would hazard that *eccentric would decide without any inputs necessary from moi, after all, if she is excited enough to CALL me immediately after the interview....that says so much already, doesn't it? *laconic*

To *Doormat & *Eccentric, please don't attempt to pretend to be rational, after all, yours truly is sure that when the opportunity or more to the point, when the offer comes, all the previous tedious rationisation was completely useless.

3. Apparently, most people (all readers of this blog who calls themselves my friends are exempted from this) feels more than they do & have more complex feelings but because they lack a vocabulary, they are left with mere polar descriptions such as "cute" or "hot" - the gospel according to *eccentric. *roll eyes* Such tragedy.

4. *Starry is "eye-ing" yours truly's job enviously merely because she works really late really frequently. Ah. Another case of grass being greener syndrome, but really, yours truly has just completed my workplans for 2007 and trust me, the number of major projects that yours truly is put in charge of, including putting together the Corporate Governance for the whole group and the group branding, etc, yours truly doubts that envy caused merely by my normal working hours is sustainable in the long run. *wryly*

In other un-related news, apparently yours truly inherited intutition from mom. Yours truly was certain the moment I saw my *future sister-in-law that she was my bro's gf, and guess what, yours truly wasn't the only one. Momsy speculated to Dad too. *grin* Someone should teach yours truly's bro the art of discretion. *shake head* tsk tsk.

Oh yah, have mentioned the possible backpacking trip to Europe to mom and surprisingly, she is quite supportive. Or perhaps, not so surprising, since as yours truly has always known, I am one spoilt brat with very supportive parents. In fact, my colleague speculated that I must be an ONLY child or the youngest because I seem very carefree. Right. That means, translated aka spoilt brat.

Roger. I know. I am. Indeed.

And proud of it.

Won't you want to be too?

I dare you to say no.

Bratty Sheer