Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Ironic

An old man aged 98
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's the black fly in your Chardonnay
It's the death row pardon 2 minutes too late
Isn't it ironic

Don't you think

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
And who would have thought
It figures

Mr Play-It-Safe was afraid to fly
Packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take this flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
'Well isn't this nice'
And isn't it ironic
Don't you think

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's ok
And everything's going alright
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face

A traffic jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams and then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic

Don't you think
A little too ironic
And yeah I really do think

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny funny way of helping you out
Helping you out

- Alanis Morrissette (Ironic)

Last night just as Desperate Housewives got to its dramatic point right at the end of the episode, David called. (I had a feeling he would so I taped the show, just in case, but still it's not the same as being 'in the moment'.)

I was a bit surprised he called at that time because he was still at work. He said, "I'm just in this corridor overlooking the city and it's so beautiful, I thought, I want, I have to talk to Sky". So mushy but sweet! It reminded me of that Forrest Gump scene when Forrest tells Jenny how the sky was so beautiful, he couldn't tell where earth ended and heaven began. Jenny replied, "I wish I was there," and Forrest said, "You were..."

I applied to this large publishing company today and thought I'd find the direct number to call them and show my interest in the position. So after I got through to the HR department, there was only the voicemail. I left a message but I have a feeling they won't call back. I'll try again later but I don't want to keep going through the receptionist only to reach an automatic reply. It's so frustrating. Wish I could have just a little bit of luck and talk to a real person. Maybe I can convince them to give me an interview, at least.

I also decided to tell the agents I would be happy with full-time temp work. I need to get some income.

I was also thinking that if I start the teaching course, I will have no time to have kids before 26/27. So much for wanting to start a family at 22. Not like I could have them during study or straight afterwards because I'd need to work to get experience. I should've done the teaching course straight away. Although I know if I did, I'd probably always wonder if I could have a design career. Plus, I wanted to use my high uni entrance mark because of how much effort I put into studying for the exams. I didn't want to do a course, almost 20 marks below what I got.

It's so easy to look back and know what I should've done differently. Too bad these sorts of realisations only come with hindsight.

(This is a little embarrassing but another reason for me not wanting to do teaching was because I thought I'd never meet any guys. How ironic now.)

As I'm realising life is very ironic for me. Makes it seem like there is some higher power playing a game to amuse itself. (Of course, I know it's really just psychological.)

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