V for Vendetta

Remember Remember the Fifth of November.
Gunpowder Treason and Plot
We see no reason
Why gunpowder treason
Should be forgot!

Its so hypnotic.
This has been in my head since last night after V for Vendetta. Fantastic Show. Go watch it.

Is the weather really too warm?

I think I am getting lazier.

I want to go out to shop but yet I lull around at home using the warm weather as an excuse. I hate going out when its so hot. Then I think, I always enjoy it termendously when I am out on weekends afternoon.

OG's having a 20% sale and I bought a pair of shoes yesterday, before they darken the store lights to chase us out. I know OG is a auntie place but heck, they sell things that the other swanky dept stores sell and I will go anywhere that is cheaper. I want to go back today to look see but I am way too lazy to move my butt.

Sometimes I think having my own transport will make me more mobile but everything comes with a price.

Why is it so hard to get nice simple black shoes?

Ya why?

n you think with Charles n Keith, URS and the hordes of shoe shops it should be easy.
Its not! So not easy

I do not like CK, everyone wears them plus they are really uncomfortable. I have so many pairs when I used to exchange my UOB pts for their vochurs. I have been royally pissed off enought with the feetache I have to endure whenever I wear their shoes to avoid CK. I will only buy if its really cheap or really nice.

URS is crap. The designs are mostly ugly and the shoes never fail to blister my toes.

So, I finally saw a nice pair of black shoes at Seiyu Bugis, by some obscure brand called Antonio Club. I would have bought it but guess what, no size. There weres 2 pairs that I liked, the nicer one didn't have my size and I didnt bother asking about the other pair because it was closing time and they were chasing me out. They told me the Seiyu at CKK or J8 might have the size.

What did I do??
I went down to CCK after mulling over it the whole day. I even gave up my swim to go down. If you know me, you will know that my daily swim is very very very important to me. I went down even thought I hate CCK. I hate the whole area. The place makes me feel uncomfortable. I just do not like CCK.

The Seiyu at CCK was pathetic. It was super small and it did not even carry that brand at all. So the sales assistant offered to help me call J8, they told me they have the brand but may not have the size. So, I was like ok.

I left CCK, took the train down to causeway pt. Walked a bit around. Then I thought why not just go J8. So I went. I even took a cab. Its ok cos I am going to claim for it.

I reached J8 Seiyu. The Seiyu there was equally pathetic and you know what, they didnt even carry the brand I wanted. The idiots at CCK. I was so damn bloody pissed. I was super mang zhang. So angry. I don't even like going to J8. Its like the 2nd hated place after CCK. So so so so pissed.

I don't even like heartland malls. I like going to malls in town. So so so irritating. So pissed.
Maybe I should just go sew back the strap on my broken black shoes. Whatever.

Wed Noon. Mid-week.

I woke up a few mornings ago thinking that 9am would be the best time to wake up everyday if I were not working. Today I want to change my mind.
I hit my alarm clock and promptly fell back into slumber. I jolted up in shock at 8.10am. I start work at 8.45am. But hey, I still managed to reach work on time. That is the advantage of working near to home.

Also, I take about 1 hour to warm up after I wake up. At home, I would start getting sleepy and plonk back to bed.
Am going MoS later. Should be a fun night.

 

A very good monday in a long time.

Its Monday and suprising my monday was pretty good. I'm not talking about work obviously.
I shifted desk to make way for a new colleague since I am in the hazing period. So I am not right at the back of the office at a corner, at a corner so quiet where everyone works so seriously. Unlike my old place where the radio plays in the background and the people livier. Enough about work.

When I woke up in the morning, my plan was to work swim go home watch desparate housewives and sleep at 11pm. But, I forgot my Thai colleague was coming to Sg and I was so obligated to go out with her.

So, I was in Orchard after work at Din Tai Fung, walked around, had tons of fun. Sg colleague was darn funny, Thai girl was fun so it was great company. The best part of weekday outings is that the company pays for transport. We will find some way to claim it back, in a way we are totally spoiled. Taking cab is such a luxury. In comparision, taking p.transport sucks. I love taking cabs and not paying for it. P.transport is just so weary.

Looks like I am going to dine out the whole week. My tue is free. Have to go eat some dinner with some angmo coming down to the office on wed, might bring Thai girl to MoS too. Thurs I am eating out with Thai girl n other colleagues again. Friday its facial at pink. Its a damn ex facial and I wasn't too keen but since the company is going to be good. Once is ok.

Looks like my afterwork activity is set. The funny thing is, its all with work people. People I usually avoid to spend time with out of work hours.

I only wish time at work would be as fun.

Back and I love my country

Ok I am back from the filipinas.

Its crazy. I vomited and vomited and vomited the first two days I was there. It was eat puke sleep vomit. I do not even remember vomiting so much in my life. I guess it was a combination of eating creamy choco (Max Brenner) on an empty stomach + some form of food poisoning.

The hotel's toilet bowl was so low, I literally sat on the floor and vomited into the bowl. I had no strength to stand up and bend over. It was a routine of jump out of bed, sprint to the toilet, sit down and purge. It was uber gross. I was so sick I had to see the hotel doctor. Which loser sees the hotel doctor overseas?

My blood pressure was so low, I felt dizzy the whole time and could not make sudden movements. It didn't help that I had to present nonstop for 4 hours in front of 50 people the next day. She gave me a jab and I slept and slept. I have yet to weight myself but I think I might have lost a bit of weight.

After the vomiting subsided, the shitting started. I shat 3 times during breakfast. On any account, shitting is so much better than vomiting. It’s much easier and less tiring. My shit is still not back to its normal state and I am still very much flatulent now. It’s so gross. It’s the kind where your fart really stinks.

The last time I was in the filipinas, I had serve diarrohea for 2 days. Something about that place does not work for me.

I am much much better now. My shit should go back to normal tomorrow. A good way to judge your body's well being is by its shit. My shit never fails to change its form, colour, smell whenever I step out of sg.

I love my country. I love it so much that although the other Qs at the immigration counter had almost no q, I obstinately queued at the Only Singaporeans Welcome Home Q.

Thus far part 3

Ok, the last 2 posts were written on the dates reflected but I only managed to paste them in blogger today. Somehow the email thingy does not work for me. Ya, thats how often i on the computer these days.

I am going to manila eventually. Some bugger had to help another pest do work so I am going in his place. Do I look like a football to you? But whatever, time out of the office helps the week go by.

Thus far part 2

Gosh, another lazy afternoon. Drowsy and perfect for sleeping. Except that I am at work. Crap.

The week is passing by exceptionally slowly. I suspect its because I spend too many hours in the office. I am here till 8 everyday, and yet I am the first few to leave.

I need to do something different. Like...go to Maldives! I saw a Club Med advert, its about 1200 including almost everything. I thought it was reasonable. Now, to find people to go with me and the time. I am not sure of my schedule at work so its hard for me to plan when to take time off.

Oh, Alboy suffered from mental burn out finally. I thought he would go on and on, he has not taken a break since we started work (minus 1 week in Japan). He works 24/7, as in really 24/7. He refused to go to work yesterday and slept the whole day. Slept 20 hours right through. Only waking up to pee. Like a camel storing sleep. Crazy. However, he still doesn't get the idea that Sundays are meant for rest and you do not need to fall sick to justify resting at home. Its the self-imposed guilt thing I tell you. Thank goodness I am not made of such strong moral fabric.