and i'm reminded of my baby. he's terrified of them. not to say i'm not la, but.. haha. i saw him shriek and jump as the roach buzz towards him and landed on him. i miss him.. seeing that lone flying roach, looking for another person like my baby to land on.
it's funny how some people are scared of things that are.. smaller than them. some girls, like Ass, cannot stand cats. i, am terrified, absolutely petrified, of snails. yes. something that is smaller than me. and way way slower than me. not like i cannot outrun them. (ohmigod, as i was typing that out... i was imagining snails creeping in very fast motion. YUCK! their slimy bodies, legless, the bottom going in and out like waves, moving along quickly. EEE!!! i hate their eyes.)
the fear, the phobia of snails. came a long way. and yes, it's all because i stepped on one. actually i hate anything that's slimy. like worms. slugs. leech. ewww. worms,, cos my mom traumatized me by squeezing a pupa to have the caterpillar emerge when i was kid. i ran home at that very moment screaming.
and Kay, is afraid of butterflies. cos she watched a particular chinese tv serial show when she was a kid and got traumatized.
but again, what are bigger than us that can make us petrified in this society of ours? not like we have lions and tigers and big bears roaming around the streets.
ah, i know. i'd these clients from africa. they're tall and big. they intimidated me without doing much. just by talking to me, i feel that i'd to hold onto my seat. like their big voices are too loud for my small ears.
and then, we also have chinese petite women with really shrill voices going on and on like a siren, lashing at us with chinese curses.
er.
so... big or small - we can still be petrified of them. so sizes, do not matter.
Friday, July 29, 2005
i had such a lousy sucky day yesterday!
yes. since the moment i stepped into the mrt. i had to quarrel with a bloody bitch. cos she was rude to my mom. i liked the look on her face when i opened my mouth to retort on what she had said to my mom. brainless selfish childish old hag. i really felt like slapping her. and i was fuming all the way even when i'd reached the office. in fact, i was fuming at the end of the day. that stupid thing. rip her hair off, pull at her loose skin, claw at her eyes.
grr..
and a legion of clients to drive us all at my workplace totally crazy. plus irritating clients. i got really irritated with one. and i hope he KNEW that i was irritated. well, i showed it pretty obviously. but i doubt it matters to him. bloody hell. kick him. rip off his turban.
but at the end of the day, i got to see my baby.. and at the end of the day, i got to snuggle up under his neck and just lie there.. while he stroked my hair. and then, everything's alright...
grr..
and a legion of clients to drive us all at my workplace totally crazy. plus irritating clients. i got really irritated with one. and i hope he KNEW that i was irritated. well, i showed it pretty obviously. but i doubt it matters to him. bloody hell. kick him. rip off his turban.
but at the end of the day, i got to see my baby.. and at the end of the day, i got to snuggle up under his neck and just lie there.. while he stroked my hair. and then, everything's alright...
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
true courage..?
watched a small segment of the above said show, and i found something funny. i mean, i don't mean to laugh at the people in the show. they struggle with themselves when they're prolly at the lowest point in their lives, and "they showed true courage".. yeah.
but in this particular episode, something struck me. some people, at some points in their lives, can feel that their lives are nothing but shit - but upon seeing other people who are in deeper shit than themselves, they feel better and, happy even, that they are in relatively better state than them. is this true courage, when you derive this strength from others? others who are worse off than yourself?
i mean, yeah, it's human nature to only compare, and feel better, that things could have been worse, upon seeing, well, people in worse situations.
but to reflect true courage, i don't think you need to see others who are worse off, to feel better about yourself. you pick your pieces up yourself. not many can do that. i don't think i'm capable, if i'm in any of the true courage characters' situations.
but ya, there's always room for more shit in life.
like -
1) you found out that your guy had been cheating on you. with your best friend.
- and also, with your twin sister.
2) you've a hot date and you're wearing your white dress, and you're running late.
- but your period decides to be early. and decorate your dress with a red flower.
3) you've stepped on dog poo.
- and you slipped, and fell on the poo that the same dog decided to poop, again, after 10 seconds.
4) you brought the wrong textbook to an open book exam.
- but only realized that after 1 hour of flipping frantically through the book. (this is for real, and contributed by my really suay friend)
5) you fell down in front of the guy you fancy.
- and your skirt became like an overturned brolly, and went up above your waist, showing your comfortable gramma undies, as you lay splayed on the floor. (this is true life too)
6) your pc decides to crash when you're rushing through a report due to the next day.
- and you didn't save it since you start your intro. (this happened too often on me. but yah, no more essays!)
7) you're late for your meeting at work.
- the meeting is about you being sacked.
8) you're in a crowded bus and a pack of sweaty muddy rowdy schoolboys in their murky PE uniform are just beside you.
- the bus jerked and you fell on them. and so for the rest of the day, you smell just like one of them.
9) a kind soul tried to give up his seat to you, but another person dashed to it like it's musical chairs.
- and the kind soul shouted "i'm giving my seat to the pregnant lady here!" the thing is... you're not pregnant.
10) your pants are torn at the butt. cos prolly you put on weight.
- not prolly, but you put on weight. cos your undies even tore too.
see. life can always get shittier.
(and why does shit falls on some people only? to build character, and mind strength. and why do we need character and mind strength? to prepare for more shit. HAHAHA.)
but in this particular episode, something struck me. some people, at some points in their lives, can feel that their lives are nothing but shit - but upon seeing other people who are in deeper shit than themselves, they feel better and, happy even, that they are in relatively better state than them. is this true courage, when you derive this strength from others? others who are worse off than yourself?
i mean, yeah, it's human nature to only compare, and feel better, that things could have been worse, upon seeing, well, people in worse situations.
but to reflect true courage, i don't think you need to see others who are worse off, to feel better about yourself. you pick your pieces up yourself. not many can do that. i don't think i'm capable, if i'm in any of the true courage characters' situations.
but ya, there's always room for more shit in life.
like -
1) you found out that your guy had been cheating on you. with your best friend.
- and also, with your twin sister.
2) you've a hot date and you're wearing your white dress, and you're running late.
- but your period decides to be early. and decorate your dress with a red flower.
3) you've stepped on dog poo.
- and you slipped, and fell on the poo that the same dog decided to poop, again, after 10 seconds.
4) you brought the wrong textbook to an open book exam.
- but only realized that after 1 hour of flipping frantically through the book. (this is for real, and contributed by my really suay friend)
5) you fell down in front of the guy you fancy.
- and your skirt became like an overturned brolly, and went up above your waist, showing your comfortable gramma undies, as you lay splayed on the floor. (this is true life too)
6) your pc decides to crash when you're rushing through a report due to the next day.
- and you didn't save it since you start your intro. (this happened too often on me. but yah, no more essays!)
7) you're late for your meeting at work.
- the meeting is about you being sacked.
8) you're in a crowded bus and a pack of sweaty muddy rowdy schoolboys in their murky PE uniform are just beside you.
- the bus jerked and you fell on them. and so for the rest of the day, you smell just like one of them.
9) a kind soul tried to give up his seat to you, but another person dashed to it like it's musical chairs.
- and the kind soul shouted "i'm giving my seat to the pregnant lady here!" the thing is... you're not pregnant.
10) your pants are torn at the butt. cos prolly you put on weight.
- not prolly, but you put on weight. cos your undies even tore too.
see. life can always get shittier.
(and why does shit falls on some people only? to build character, and mind strength. and why do we need character and mind strength? to prepare for more shit. HAHAHA.)
Monday, July 25, 2005
BONUS blog
this is a bonus!
the tv was running on its own, and there was this advertisements about 'fairness'.
"she's so fair!" ... "she's so beautiful!!"... "attain fairer skin with (blank)!!"...
what's so great about fair skin? there are tons of people on the beach trying to get darker.
and then the darker people are trying to get fairer. shows the ironic side of human nature again.
the grass is always greener on the other side. how true..
people with blonde hair dye their hair black, people with black hair, dye their hair blonde.
people who are working, wish they are not. people who are jobless, wish they have jobs.
anyway, back to fair skin. i like myself being tanner. i like the sun, and i like the sun leaving its mark on me. (tho my mom would be complaining about me and my freckles and in time, age spots and yada yada). somehow i feel that a tanned look makes one look more.. vibrant? i seem to associate fair as being sickly. but ya, that would have been pale. but it's almost the same to me.
i'm getting fair!! i mean, that's of course right, i'm out when the sun is just up, and back after dusk. rainy season some more.
but there are people who says i looked tanned. at my workplace.
boy, they should have seen me at my darkest when i was active in archery.
THAT is tanned.
the tv was running on its own, and there was this advertisements about 'fairness'.
"she's so fair!" ... "she's so beautiful!!"... "attain fairer skin with (blank)!!"...
what's so great about fair skin? there are tons of people on the beach trying to get darker.
and then the darker people are trying to get fairer. shows the ironic side of human nature again.
the grass is always greener on the other side. how true..
people with blonde hair dye their hair black, people with black hair, dye their hair blonde.
people who are working, wish they are not. people who are jobless, wish they have jobs.
anyway, back to fair skin. i like myself being tanner. i like the sun, and i like the sun leaving its mark on me. (tho my mom would be complaining about me and my freckles and in time, age spots and yada yada). somehow i feel that a tanned look makes one look more.. vibrant? i seem to associate fair as being sickly. but ya, that would have been pale. but it's almost the same to me.
i'm getting fair!! i mean, that's of course right, i'm out when the sun is just up, and back after dusk. rainy season some more.
but there are people who says i looked tanned. at my workplace.
boy, they should have seen me at my darkest when i was active in archery.
THAT is tanned.
rainy monday. zzz.
the perfect day to just sleep in. and the only person who could be doing that today gotta be just Kay. that lucky ass. not Ass, but Kay.
everything's like in slow-mo today. and i'm getting tired of that job already. o no, barely 2 months into it. this is not good. some people say that if you love your job, you won't feel like you're working. but uh, how do you know what is the job you love? to be pragmatic, or to be idealistic? to be pragmatic when you're young, and be idealistic when you're older? but when you're older, you have lesser vitality, you wasted time. our lives are too short!
Kay and Ass, the ringgit has gone up. we won't be shopping or eating at malaysia already right!
...stayed back to finish my report today. keying stupid dancing numbers from flimsy papers. and i don't even know why or whatever for, that i'm doing what i'm doing. i was so fed up i was jabbing the keypads like.. like... GROAAARRR..
bureacracy... i'm feeling anomic and alienated!!
i'm falling into the ills of the society! capitalism! bureacracy! alienation! exploitation! ..so what if i've learnt them all in my university studies, but after which, i come out to be PART of them!? and i've just helped sustained bureacracy and capitalism just by coming out to work and feeling enslaved and all. yada yada.
what could have been done right? well, i saw this man in formal wear, standing with a billboard stating something about political power and tyranny. says it all la, huh. and not too far behind him, there is a guy, looking rather grubby, sitting on newspapers and meditating. what's the message? break away from political power and attain peace? hmmm...
what am i doing in this world?
everything's like in slow-mo today. and i'm getting tired of that job already. o no, barely 2 months into it. this is not good. some people say that if you love your job, you won't feel like you're working. but uh, how do you know what is the job you love? to be pragmatic, or to be idealistic? to be pragmatic when you're young, and be idealistic when you're older? but when you're older, you have lesser vitality, you wasted time. our lives are too short!
Kay and Ass, the ringgit has gone up. we won't be shopping or eating at malaysia already right!
...stayed back to finish my report today. keying stupid dancing numbers from flimsy papers. and i don't even know why or whatever for, that i'm doing what i'm doing. i was so fed up i was jabbing the keypads like.. like... GROAAARRR..
bureacracy... i'm feeling anomic and alienated!!
i'm falling into the ills of the society! capitalism! bureacracy! alienation! exploitation! ..so what if i've learnt them all in my university studies, but after which, i come out to be PART of them!? and i've just helped sustained bureacracy and capitalism just by coming out to work and feeling enslaved and all. yada yada.
what could have been done right? well, i saw this man in formal wear, standing with a billboard stating something about political power and tyranny. says it all la, huh. and not too far behind him, there is a guy, looking rather grubby, sitting on newspapers and meditating. what's the message? break away from political power and attain peace? hmmm...
what am i doing in this world?
Saturday, July 23, 2005
a bad start of the day... but......
yeah, a helluva bad start of the day. was late for meeting before work today, and then the whole dept got scolded by our boss. not once but twice. and like it's our fault. we're so obviously shorthanded, he insisted that we aren't. he should come out of his office more often instead of playing games inside.
only got off work damn late. when it's a SATURDAY.
but... things turned for the better once i met my boy. : )
on the side note, we witnessed this father lecturing his son pretty loudly just because he used singlish and dragged his 'yeah'. and the kid looked like 10 years old? it's damn ridiculous. he said he was even going to slap him if he continued to speak like that. his parents should really lighten up man. i mean, it isn't wrong to teach children how to speak properly. but to go to that extent? to forbid a kid to speak in a particular way or he'll be beaten? i and JX were rather perturbed but i thought it was best not to interfere on parents teaching their kids, unless they are obviously abused. but the poor boy looked like he was on the verge of crying. being in a multilingual society like ours, it's difficult to not have languages mixed? speak proper english? who determines what's proper? why are the white's english proper? cos they're monolingual? what's so good about knowing just ONE language? and singlish IS a language in its own right. it has grammar rules! isn't it better to know more languages, be it singlish even, but to use them in the right context?
we SHOULD be proud of singlish! afterall, it's the purest and truest product of Singapore!
anyway, back to my life, today's the eve of my first year anniversary with my boy! and....... i've experienced the most beautiful thing today.. i was so touched. thank you dear, for everrrything.. and... my baby got me an engagement ring! : )
i'm engaged! congratulate me!!
only got off work damn late. when it's a SATURDAY.
but... things turned for the better once i met my boy. : )
on the side note, we witnessed this father lecturing his son pretty loudly just because he used singlish and dragged his 'yeah'. and the kid looked like 10 years old? it's damn ridiculous. he said he was even going to slap him if he continued to speak like that. his parents should really lighten up man. i mean, it isn't wrong to teach children how to speak properly. but to go to that extent? to forbid a kid to speak in a particular way or he'll be beaten? i and JX were rather perturbed but i thought it was best not to interfere on parents teaching their kids, unless they are obviously abused. but the poor boy looked like he was on the verge of crying. being in a multilingual society like ours, it's difficult to not have languages mixed? speak proper english? who determines what's proper? why are the white's english proper? cos they're monolingual? what's so good about knowing just ONE language? and singlish IS a language in its own right. it has grammar rules! isn't it better to know more languages, be it singlish even, but to use them in the right context?
we SHOULD be proud of singlish! afterall, it's the purest and truest product of Singapore!
anyway, back to my life, today's the eve of my first year anniversary with my boy! and....... i've experienced the most beautiful thing today.. i was so touched. thank you dear, for everrrything.. and... my baby got me an engagement ring! : )
i'm engaged! congratulate me!!
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
tomorrow's my daddy's birthday.
today i met up with Kay and Ass for dinner after work. the first time we met up after Ass started work. she was dressed in all black, even tho she didn't have to. i'm supposed to don black for work but i changed outta it. how weird people can get right. instead, i was wearing all-denim. human beings behave strangely.
Ass was complaining about her work. don't worry, Ass! you'll just get the hang of things, in time. don't push yourself too hard, or you might lose the drive! (i gotta tell myself that, maybe) sometimes i feel that i'm really going nuts with all the incessant phone calls, the things i gotta do, and the clients streaming in.
took some pictures today with Kay and Ass.. not that i didn't try to upload the pictures, some irritant misplaced the cable and i couldn't find it anywhere. so... gotta wait.
was telling my boy today, i miss getting into the sun. i remember basking in the sun, strolling along the streets aimlessly (and i really mean aimlessly, and i really mean streets and not Orchard) watch the things that most people do not bother to take a 2nd glance, find beauty in things so simple - like a flower sprouting out from the cracked concrete ground, or brown fallen leaves lying scattered along the walkways when the roadsweepers went on strike, or the green waves as tall grass danced to the wind when the grasscutters went on strike. that's why, i like to take long walks. to look around me, and to feel that, things in the world are actually very simple. i miss going to the beach too. it has been so long, to just simply... relax. cycle, with my boy right behind me, wind blowing against my face, sunrays beating down on me, nothing to care about. standing at the jetty, spattering of people, wind blowing, bright clear blue sky, sparkling sea, and my boy hugging me. everything's so perfect.
pieces of life. that really meant life and worth living.
it's a blessing - to find happiness and beauty in the simplest things in life.
Ass was complaining about her work. don't worry, Ass! you'll just get the hang of things, in time. don't push yourself too hard, or you might lose the drive! (i gotta tell myself that, maybe) sometimes i feel that i'm really going nuts with all the incessant phone calls, the things i gotta do, and the clients streaming in.
took some pictures today with Kay and Ass.. not that i didn't try to upload the pictures, some irritant misplaced the cable and i couldn't find it anywhere. so... gotta wait.
was telling my boy today, i miss getting into the sun. i remember basking in the sun, strolling along the streets aimlessly (and i really mean aimlessly, and i really mean streets and not Orchard) watch the things that most people do not bother to take a 2nd glance, find beauty in things so simple - like a flower sprouting out from the cracked concrete ground, or brown fallen leaves lying scattered along the walkways when the roadsweepers went on strike, or the green waves as tall grass danced to the wind when the grasscutters went on strike. that's why, i like to take long walks. to look around me, and to feel that, things in the world are actually very simple. i miss going to the beach too. it has been so long, to just simply... relax. cycle, with my boy right behind me, wind blowing against my face, sunrays beating down on me, nothing to care about. standing at the jetty, spattering of people, wind blowing, bright clear blue sky, sparkling sea, and my boy hugging me. everything's so perfect.
pieces of life. that really meant life and worth living.
it's a blessing - to find happiness and beauty in the simplest things in life.
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
!&$*%@%! clients....
bad day for me. i got nuisance phone calls, and i got calls from clients with ruffled feathers. who started blaming me for things that are NOT my fault. my colleague told me, "forget it la.. don't care about him." yah, maybe i shouldn't get so uptight about these clients who treat us like dirt. but it's just that at this moment, i'm not tuned to switching off completely i detect something not really nice coming out from the mouthpiece. i even dread picking up the damn phone now.
not really good huh.
i hate rainy days. they make me really down. and cold. bloody cold today. it's like they're trying to freeze my fingers and nose off. i like the sun. but i hardly get to see it anymore.
had dinner with my baby today.. something simple, something nice.. : ) and then we walked abit around in J8, looking at pictures from the past in some exhibition, and had CHOCOLATE CHEEZ from secret recipe. yum yum..!
hm, hate the weather. but i'm going to have my run soon.
not really good huh.
i hate rainy days. they make me really down. and cold. bloody cold today. it's like they're trying to freeze my fingers and nose off. i like the sun. but i hardly get to see it anymore.
had dinner with my baby today.. something simple, something nice.. : ) and then we walked abit around in J8, looking at pictures from the past in some exhibition, and had CHOCOLATE CHEEZ from secret recipe. yum yum..!
hm, hate the weather. but i'm going to have my run soon.
Monday, July 18, 2005
an early day
i got home early today.. so early it felt weird. cos there was daylight when i got home. it has been yooonnnks that i was home on a weekday with daylight shining in.
i actually felt a little lost. and my boy wasn't with me.
after a phone call.. i felt even weird.
over-sensitivity on my part?
i'll take a run later.. and sleep early tonight...
maybe tomorrow will be a better day...
i actually felt a little lost. and my boy wasn't with me.
after a phone call.. i felt even weird.
over-sensitivity on my part?
i'll take a run later.. and sleep early tonight...
maybe tomorrow will be a better day...
Sunday, July 17, 2005
i spend more time coming up with a title than what to write for my blog.
had a run and a long bath. settling down for my update. (yes, Kay and Ass, i think i'm quite a chao blogger)
had been a really hectic week. the convocation. and my day off. and some quarrel with my mommy.
the convocation night - well. my parents were a little late, and i was already in my gown waiting for them. my boy was there, trying to make me feel better. i was seated, and then i was wondering why the heck the seats to the left of me were all empty. (o yah, i got my admission card as well as the four invitational cards). there were talks and phoney accented interviewers. couldn't care less. and then finally, the presentation of the scrolls. just before i got up the stage, i realised.... i'm the last graduate to get the scroll. i was like, "huh? my surname starts with an 'L'.. how could that.." and then it struck me - the corked up system messed it up cos it didn't register me initially. and so, i got the loudest applause and catcalls. not cos i'm popular (hell, no), but because i'm the last graduate and that, FINALLY the droning of names was over. i thought i was going to run off the stage. my baby took a video (blair witch style) of me receiving the scroll and i thought i could see myself blushing till the shade of the monkey's red butt in heat (tho' knowingly, the applause wasn't for me)
and then after the convocation, my boy brought me to zouk. had the flaming lamborghini. wow! that was good.. burning, but sweet. a nice aftertaste. JX had said the drink is pretty strong and for the drinker that i am, it'll prolly knock me out. but it didn't. had lime vodka right after that. ah h.a.h.a. don't underestimate me! the drinks prolly nullify each other, but who cares. i downed two drinks!
the music's supposedly retro, but i kinda like it. it was my first time there, and technically speaking, the 4th time i went clubbing. really packed and the people there danced with signs to every word of the song. quite intriguing actually. i was like standing there, gaping at the people at the podium, who thought they looked really cool with hand signs that looked a little sissy to me. the crowd there was pretty cohesive tho. everyone knows what to do or say when a particular song comes on.
JX said i danced well. *beams* and hey, i was on heels and my pants!
my off day - eh, there wasn't much actually. i just basically went to the bank along with JX to change my bankbook and along, i went to apply for some savings plan. and then went for dinner at chinatown. know that 2-storey market? yeah, the food there's good! and then we went to swensen's and had ice-cream. i had sticky chewy chocolate. gooooood. but, my satisfaction to that doesn't come close to milo dinosaur. oh, i'm salivating already at the sight of the word 'milo dinosaur'. oOooOoo.
went back to work really reluctantly. but at least there weren't any impossible clients.
and i have yet to wash the red jacket since the day i started work.
today's my boy's last day at work. he has one more week before he gotta go back to school.. wish i wasn't working yet and spend a little time with him before he starts school again.
Kay, you're starting school soon too right, just hang on in there. stay in there as long as you can! but again, if you come out to work, we'll prolly get to complain altogether.
erm sorry people, i haven't been uploading pictures even tho i got a digicam. eh heh heh. will do so in time.
had been a really hectic week. the convocation. and my day off. and some quarrel with my mommy.
the convocation night - well. my parents were a little late, and i was already in my gown waiting for them. my boy was there, trying to make me feel better. i was seated, and then i was wondering why the heck the seats to the left of me were all empty. (o yah, i got my admission card as well as the four invitational cards). there were talks and phoney accented interviewers. couldn't care less. and then finally, the presentation of the scrolls. just before i got up the stage, i realised.... i'm the last graduate to get the scroll. i was like, "huh? my surname starts with an 'L'.. how could that.." and then it struck me - the corked up system messed it up cos it didn't register me initially. and so, i got the loudest applause and catcalls. not cos i'm popular (hell, no), but because i'm the last graduate and that, FINALLY the droning of names was over. i thought i was going to run off the stage. my baby took a video (blair witch style) of me receiving the scroll and i thought i could see myself blushing till the shade of the monkey's red butt in heat (tho' knowingly, the applause wasn't for me)
and then after the convocation, my boy brought me to zouk. had the flaming lamborghini. wow! that was good.. burning, but sweet. a nice aftertaste. JX had said the drink is pretty strong and for the drinker that i am, it'll prolly knock me out. but it didn't. had lime vodka right after that. ah h.a.h.a. don't underestimate me! the drinks prolly nullify each other, but who cares. i downed two drinks!
the music's supposedly retro, but i kinda like it. it was my first time there, and technically speaking, the 4th time i went clubbing. really packed and the people there danced with signs to every word of the song. quite intriguing actually. i was like standing there, gaping at the people at the podium, who thought they looked really cool with hand signs that looked a little sissy to me. the crowd there was pretty cohesive tho. everyone knows what to do or say when a particular song comes on.
JX said i danced well. *beams* and hey, i was on heels and my pants!
my off day - eh, there wasn't much actually. i just basically went to the bank along with JX to change my bankbook and along, i went to apply for some savings plan. and then went for dinner at chinatown. know that 2-storey market? yeah, the food there's good! and then we went to swensen's and had ice-cream. i had sticky chewy chocolate. gooooood. but, my satisfaction to that doesn't come close to milo dinosaur. oh, i'm salivating already at the sight of the word 'milo dinosaur'. oOooOoo.
went back to work really reluctantly. but at least there weren't any impossible clients.
and i have yet to wash the red jacket since the day i started work.
today's my boy's last day at work. he has one more week before he gotta go back to school.. wish i wasn't working yet and spend a little time with him before he starts school again.
Kay, you're starting school soon too right, just hang on in there. stay in there as long as you can! but again, if you come out to work, we'll prolly get to complain altogether.
erm sorry people, i haven't been uploading pictures even tho i got a digicam. eh heh heh. will do so in time.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Sunday!!
no more sundays like the last one. i'm not sleeping it away!
i had troubles waking up still. was snuggling and trying to bury myself into the sheets but the 3 alarms reminded me i'm supposed to get a life.
i'll be meeting JX's parents today for dinner! met his mom a few times, but not his daddy. my boy told me to bring the digicam out today.. maybe i'll get ot upload some pictures!
hm. gotta clean my desk. i've forgotten the colour of my desk already.
but i'm so lazy. i don't need to use my desk now. heh heh. come to think about it, i didn't even use my desk when i'm schooling. and yes, you're right, cos there wasn't a space for me to do my work.
so why bother right? but my mom's going "niah niah niah".
but i'll see if i can escape this. ahahhaahaha.
what a beautiful sunday.
and JX was supposed to work today to get that 17 buckeroos an hour pay.. but he overslept. if i didn't call, i think he would still be playing chess with Grampa Sleep.
Where to go todayyyy?????
i had troubles waking up still. was snuggling and trying to bury myself into the sheets but the 3 alarms reminded me i'm supposed to get a life.
i'll be meeting JX's parents today for dinner! met his mom a few times, but not his daddy. my boy told me to bring the digicam out today.. maybe i'll get ot upload some pictures!
hm. gotta clean my desk. i've forgotten the colour of my desk already.
but i'm so lazy. i don't need to use my desk now. heh heh. come to think about it, i didn't even use my desk when i'm schooling. and yes, you're right, cos there wasn't a space for me to do my work.
so why bother right? but my mom's going "niah niah niah".
but i'll see if i can escape this. ahahhaahaha.
what a beautiful sunday.
and JX was supposed to work today to get that 17 buckeroos an hour pay.. but he overslept. if i didn't call, i think he would still be playing chess with Grampa Sleep.
Where to go todayyyy?????
YEH!! my family got a DIGICAM!!
a digicam a digicam!! canon ixus 50. i did think that my mom was on an extravagant mood today.
well. she said in a way, the camera is needed for my graduation ceremony.
i can put up pictures!
but again, i don't have much pictures to put up. what can there be to put up with a boring life like mine.
i'm gonna have a day off on the 14th tho. YIPPEEEEEEEEEE. and i collaborated with my boy to have a day off on that day too. heh heh. the convocation will be on the 13th. NIGHT. stupid, i think i'll most prolly sleep, since i'll be workin on that day. but there is talk that my baby's gonna bring me to Zouk, and drink that flaming lambhorgini (whichever it's spelt)! guess that night will be a short one. drink, 123, zzz.
i've posted my boy's picture on his hairdo!
and i am still having heat rash or hives or whatever. they itch like mad, and sprout sporadically. does anyone know what the hell are they? seeing the doc is an option, but i'm seeing if this can pass. damn it. everrrryyy night, i gotta wake up to scratch.
i even heard from Ass that her boyfriend commented that i'm sickly. : (
maybe this year is not good for my health or something.
well. she said in a way, the camera is needed for my graduation ceremony.
i can put up pictures!
but again, i don't have much pictures to put up. what can there be to put up with a boring life like mine.
i'm gonna have a day off on the 14th tho. YIPPEEEEEEEEEE. and i collaborated with my boy to have a day off on that day too. heh heh. the convocation will be on the 13th. NIGHT. stupid, i think i'll most prolly sleep, since i'll be workin on that day. but there is talk that my baby's gonna bring me to Zouk, and drink that flaming lambhorgini (whichever it's spelt)! guess that night will be a short one. drink, 123, zzz.
i've posted my boy's picture on his hairdo!
and i am still having heat rash or hives or whatever. they itch like mad, and sprout sporadically. does anyone know what the hell are they? seeing the doc is an option, but i'm seeing if this can pass. damn it. everrrryyy night, i gotta wake up to scratch.
i even heard from Ass that her boyfriend commented that i'm sickly. : (
maybe this year is not good for my health or something.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
i've got skin disease.
i look like a leprosy patient now.
my boy said it's heat rash. what i had before was hives. but whatever it is, i'm itching like mad.
my legs do look like they have been stung by a million hungry mosquitos. so much that they all form into one gigantic bump at certain spots.
gotta end this. i need both hands to scratch.
my boy said it's heat rash. what i had before was hives. but whatever it is, i'm itching like mad.
my legs do look like they have been stung by a million hungry mosquitos. so much that they all form into one gigantic bump at certain spots.
gotta end this. i need both hands to scratch.
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
in all, there was 5 times to the toilet last night.
i think i had never said the word 'private' that often in my life before these two weeks.
so much that... i picked up a client's call, greeting "good afternoon, private.........." and my colloeagues were bursting with muffled laughs at the background. i could hardly contain myself too. and to think the client didn't pick that up. and went ahead what he was asking. every one of us were damn stoned. having to reach the office by 8, and to deal with impossible clients.
speaking of which, i was chided by a FREAKING STUPID client. just cos he's ignorant, he blamed us for not imforming him of something he's going to do, WHEN he didn't tell us what he was GOING to do. think we are god. but don't treat us like god.
didn't have pasta mania for a long time. suddenly it tasted good. had its pizza the first time today with my boy for lunch. i thought it's really quite good! not too cheesy. i hate cheese.
i survived the day today without coffee. yeh. no tummy runs. i'm superwoman.
so much that... i picked up a client's call, greeting "good afternoon, private.........." and my colloeagues were bursting with muffled laughs at the background. i could hardly contain myself too. and to think the client didn't pick that up. and went ahead what he was asking. every one of us were damn stoned. having to reach the office by 8, and to deal with impossible clients.
speaking of which, i was chided by a FREAKING STUPID client. just cos he's ignorant, he blamed us for not imforming him of something he's going to do, WHEN he didn't tell us what he was GOING to do. think we are god. but don't treat us like god.
didn't have pasta mania for a long time. suddenly it tasted good. had its pizza the first time today with my boy for lunch. i thought it's really quite good! not too cheesy. i hate cheese.
i survived the day today without coffee. yeh. no tummy runs. i'm superwoman.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
the most interesting thing of the day is...
i went to the toilet 3 times - to shit.
how exciting is my life right now to actually blog about that right. but yah, i think i'm having the tummy ache. and i was thinking it's the blardy coffee. and my mom's blaming me for drinking coffee. how can she blame me when i gotta wake up at freaking 6.30 every morning.
oww.. my stomach.. i feel like puking even.
to think i was once a coffee addict? ah ha.ha.ha.
my boy came down to my workplace to have lunch with me. *beams* doesn't matter he couldn't pack good food for me. his company during my lunchtime is all i ask for!
o ya, i don't know why, these days, i have been receiving really horrid clients.
suddenly, i don't wanta blog about them. spoil my mood for sleeping later.
argh, i could feel my stomach throbbing even. this is no good...
shit. i need the toilet.
how exciting is my life right now to actually blog about that right. but yah, i think i'm having the tummy ache. and i was thinking it's the blardy coffee. and my mom's blaming me for drinking coffee. how can she blame me when i gotta wake up at freaking 6.30 every morning.
oww.. my stomach.. i feel like puking even.
to think i was once a coffee addict? ah ha.ha.ha.
my boy came down to my workplace to have lunch with me. *beams* doesn't matter he couldn't pack good food for me. his company during my lunchtime is all i ask for!
o ya, i don't know why, these days, i have been receiving really horrid clients.
suddenly, i don't wanta blog about them. spoil my mood for sleeping later.
argh, i could feel my stomach throbbing even. this is no good...
shit. i need the toilet.
Sunday, July 03, 2005
a lazy sunday.
last night, i slept at, 12 or 1 and woke up at 1 today..
and i had a nap from 2 sth till almost 7.
i don't think i ever slept that much in a day in my whole life before. not even when i was having 3-4 hours of sleep during hectic periods in my school life. hell, not even when i was really sick!
okay, maybe i'm going to be sick.
but you see, there goes my sunday. it's over without me seeing much of its sunlight. this sucks. i was thinking how could i fully utilize my precious sunday. i just slept it away.
i treated my mom and my boy to dinner last night. "dong dong dong 123 we are kuishin-bo".. stupid sounding, but they got it stuck in my head. so i guess it was pretty an effective jingle. it's a jap buffet spread, and the food there is helluva good. (it betta be good with its exhorbitant prices per person!) i ate till i was going to explode. whatever that was paid for, was totally worth it. even the garlic rice, something so plain, is so good.
this sucks.. i've got work from 8AM every morning till saturday. nothing seems to be looking up at all.. everything freaking sucks.
this is sad.....
o yah, Ass will be going over to bangkok tomorrow. Ass, take it as a fun trip! at least you've been to bali, australia and now bangkok before you start work. i mean, you're going to start working at bangkok, but it's not going to be the same working there and here definitely.
and i had a nap from 2 sth till almost 7.
i don't think i ever slept that much in a day in my whole life before. not even when i was having 3-4 hours of sleep during hectic periods in my school life. hell, not even when i was really sick!
okay, maybe i'm going to be sick.
but you see, there goes my sunday. it's over without me seeing much of its sunlight. this sucks. i was thinking how could i fully utilize my precious sunday. i just slept it away.
i treated my mom and my boy to dinner last night. "dong dong dong 123 we are kuishin-bo".. stupid sounding, but they got it stuck in my head. so i guess it was pretty an effective jingle. it's a jap buffet spread, and the food there is helluva good. (it betta be good with its exhorbitant prices per person!) i ate till i was going to explode. whatever that was paid for, was totally worth it. even the garlic rice, something so plain, is so good.
this sucks.. i've got work from 8AM every morning till saturday. nothing seems to be looking up at all.. everything freaking sucks.
this is sad.....
o yah, Ass will be going over to bangkok tomorrow. Ass, take it as a fun trip! at least you've been to bali, australia and now bangkok before you start work. i mean, you're going to start working at bangkok, but it's not going to be the same working there and here definitely.
Saturday, July 02, 2005
%*#$%!?$%^*!!
my life has just made a bad turn. i had to be at the office by 8 from tomorrow till the next saturday!!!
and hell.. i am going to at WORK tomorrow, on a SATURDAY from 8 blardy AM till 5 freaking PM...!! S.A.T.U.R.D.A.Y!!
and yeah, i've yet to sleep.
man, this week seemed to have just sped by.
went to collect my graduation gown today. freaking hell. something corked up with their stupid system. they don't have my invitation cards. hell, they don't even have my name registered for the ceremony. come on la, i've made the purchase of a graduation gown, and not register for the ceremony before that?!
stupid.
and hell.. i am going to at WORK tomorrow, on a SATURDAY from 8 blardy AM till 5 freaking PM...!! S.A.T.U.R.D.A.Y!!
and yeah, i've yet to sleep.
man, this week seemed to have just sped by.
went to collect my graduation gown today. freaking hell. something corked up with their stupid system. they don't have my invitation cards. hell, they don't even have my name registered for the ceremony. come on la, i've made the purchase of a graduation gown, and not register for the ceremony before that?!
stupid.
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