future

I wonder if the future has always been here, 
never leaving your side, 
since we always live in the present, 
and the future, 

next.


aki - 30 Sept. 2013

relationship

A matured relationship understands that one doesn't need each other. They choose to be with each because they other person makes them better

Aki - 2 Oct 2013

forever

So long as the wind still blows, The water keeps flowing, The birds still chirping, So are my memories with you, Warm and tender,
Forever.

Aki - 4 Oct 2013

not good enough?

I wonder why many of us have the impression that a man that can't make u cry, can't bring out the 'true' you, make u confess all your sadness, is undeserving.

A guy that can make you smile, laugh, feel all jiggly inside, always there to listen and help you out is not good enough?

If you ever felt true sadness and loss, the last thing you want is to never feel sad again, ever. A guy that can make u smile is heaven sent.

Aki - 5 Oct 2013

why waste my time?

People won't try to understand completely things they don't like. Hence, is the problem.

It's like saying, "Nope, mine is the only of seeing things. Only way. Yours are invalid, you are wrong. Since I know I'm right, why waste my time learning your wrongful way?"

Which is why the conundrum won't ever be resolved, ever. Since the hate will only keep piling on without giving anything else some room.

Aki - 5 Oct 2013

Kampung Wandin Valley - part 1.

Here it comes....
The feeling was like enrolling into a new school. A swirl of emotions came crashing inside your stomach when you first step into the classroom. Your brain start firing those inevitable questions when you are confronted with unfamiliarities. How would i blend in with the guys? Could i blend in? Will they be friendly to me or totally ignore me? Is the homeroom teacher friendly or fierce? Can i be happy in this new place? Say, can i not change school?

Of course this is all just me imagining things as i started my second season at wandin valley farms cherry factory, where Victoria's finest cherries are sorted and packed. I am not entirely unfamiliar with the place, in fact i knew all the staffs from last year. However i do know that i will have almost entirely new coworkers. Which would reflect exactly the feelings they had. It is not so different than getting into a new class albeit with the same backdrop. It was exciting as it is worrisome. Though i know best not to let the as-yet-proved thought get to me. Last year's experience taught me a few things i know i should do or shouldn't.

Keeping up with the supervisors was as tricky as getting the latest Apple gadgets without being 'outdated' a few months after with a 'newer' version of it. Worrying how in god's name the person next to you is so freakishly fast and awesome with his sorting skills that you thought you are worthless-money-sucking-zombie-sorter. Constantly thinking when is the next break time and cursing each time the so-short-why-the-hell-even-they-are-giving-breaks-at-the-first-place Sandy calling up with her usual "the bird is singiiiiing, radeo!!!, chop, chop!!".

Happy faces soaking the sun during 10 mins break. Coffes and teas provided with the occasional bread from mr. zlatko. Of course, the picture was taken during the first morning break, when people still managed to have smiley faces.

Then, when you are just a bit better in sorting you started to hate the person next to you/in your lane by being unbelievably slow. Like hey, am i the only one properly sorting in this lane?!! Using each and every available chance to air your grouses to your neighbours, whom with a good chance was also hating you for being a slowpoke. Or cursing you irritations audibly slow to the point of mumbling constantly. Those who might know better would say you looked like a grouchy old nanny.

This pic is a good example of the situation explained above. The guy might not be satisfied with the girl next  to him while the girl might be thinking the same of the guy. p.s - the dedicated look combined with the right sorting skills shown, tells me they are excellent sorters.

Of course it didn't help having a foreign coworkers in the same lane with you, given if you were irritated with them. Given the chance, which is every chance you got, you would curse loudly and with full confidence knowing that they wouldn't understand anything you said. Only to get red-faced later when you realized that person knew your language (believe me, happens all the time).

That not saying the cherries are all good news either. Of course if the cherries were perfect they wouldn't need any sorter would they? Having basically three or four sorters in each lane would normally finish the job picking out 'seconds' and 'wastes' out from the end box. Then came the cherry 'tsunami'. That would still be fine if  not because of the 'shite' (ramona's term) cherries that came with it. Even with seven or eight person in the lane wouldn't do much help. And you thought you are better than the rest just now. Thus, the emergency stop button that would be constantly abused to save the bad cherries from getting into the end box. The box would then be triple checked by first the end box person, then the box packer, finally at the cold room at the back before they are packed into a stack of pallet ready for export.

Cherries at the end of lane, ready to be checked and packed. Please ignore the smiling faces.

 It is here that you would harness the neck-breaking sorting skills any better-than-average cherry sorters would possess. The moment when you didn't realized how many curses you just sputtered whilst keeping your hand constantly rolling and picking and looking and turning and holding the cherries. And then came Sandy. "there are heaps of split bottoms/bad cherries in the box!" then destroying your what-is-left confidence in cherry sorting. If you could walk out and never come back you would do it but the lure of wealth never lose to keep your feet planted on the floor or sometimes on the stool.

The typical look during peak cherry season. Everything's fast and furious. Don't mind the guy at the far right trying to woo the girl at the end (cherry romance is a usual occurance)

But enough of the cheery stories told, what i really want to tell is the cherry friends that i got to know, whom are all the most friendly and awesome people i've know in a while (in the next post) :D

Awesome, awesome people! - daniel mcqueen

Strawberry for break-fasting

We were out of dates the other day, so we decided to break our fast with some sumptuously sweet strawberry