Gosh, I am falling asleep in front of the computer.
Of course I blame it on everything else, the cold stuffy non-circulating office air, why work has to start at 8+ in the morning instead of noon. I told myself I would sleep at 10pm last night but landed up taking a 45 mins nap at 7+ and then sleeping past midnight. I am always more awake at night even if my brain is totally dead.

Am sneezing more than the usual, not sure if its enough to warrant an MC. By saying that means whether it is convincing enough to fake an MC, I don't actually want to fall sick. I just found out a fren works at the clinic near my house and he has said he will issue me MCs. So happy. Not that I will take advantage of it but its always good to know you have a backup plan.

So glad I am only working a 4 day week this week, and last week. It makes me happier to think that I only have to wake up at 7am+ one more day of the week.

Listened to Rod Steward "Sometimes when we touch" in the morning, and I paid close attention to the lyrics for the first time. I was /still am quite disturbed after that. Was it a love song/break up song? Or a "we realised we are not meant for each other even though we love each other"? Or a "I broke up with you then I realised I love you"? He sang with so much emotion, it was so heartwenching. The same thoughts probably occurred to the DJ cos she said "what is he singing about" right after the song ended.  The song kinda reminded me of My Best Friend's wedding. So heartwrenching. I curse at Cameron Diaz everytime I watch the show.   How awful it must be to love a guy for 9 years , not admit it and be bridesmaid at his wedding.

 

So, the parents are overseas. The house is absoutely quiet. No one except me wakes up before noon. I am the earliest at 11.50am. one wakes up at 2+, the other is still asleep at 5pm.

That single filet o fish is long digested but I don't really want to eat now as I will mess up my dinner timings.

Its amazing the amount of laundry we generate, Just one day and it was a full load of clothes in the wash. Of course now that I have washed and hung them, I refuse to keep and fold them.

I have a craving for soup spoon's soup. But I think the nearest outlet is a tad bit too far and I don't think I want to navigate the traffic on a saturday afternoon. Though I have the car, even a place like JP is madness. My gripe about that place is that they do not accept CC, making payment for cashless people like me a hassle.

The Choo Choo Train..

I seem to be running after trains a lot these days.
Everyday is a adrenaline rush to get home, finish my dinner, resist that sleepiness which i always succumb too, struggle to wake up after half an hour instead of sleeping the whole night through, switch on the computer to sieve through the different offerings, look at performance, read the papers and lie down in bed to read my book. By then it will be nearly 2am and I would only read like 5 pages max before falling asleep without wearing my mouthguard.

I wake up half demoralised because I feel I did not accomplish what I set out to do the day before. Then the cycle repeats. Either I am assigning myself too many tasks or I am not being efficient enough. Somedays i feel I am somewhat quite efficient but yet i still cannot complete what i set out to do.

Sometimes I wish i were dedicated to a single cause and can just focus entirely on it.
Good thing is, I am all set for my trip to BKK 3 mths later. My tickets are all redeemed and hotel accommodation settled. One thing less to worry about.

 

A weird dream

I am tired and am trying to squeeze in as much read time before I conk out, but I have have to blog this before my brain loses its ability to remember it.

I had a weird dream, a distrubing one.

Remember my last dream, I think I blogged about it but am too lazy to find it to link it. It was about the ring rolling around. ** put the link it as an afterthought*

This time, it was even more scary. I suspect it was a result of me visitng my colleague's 18th month old in the middle of the day and pretending I had the most enjoyable afternoon playing or trying to play with the tot. I don't even find it adorable.

Back to the dream.

I was having dinner with Alboy and his parents and halfway through the maincourse, he fished out this diamone ring case(dunno what you call it) and opened it. Of course there was a diamond inside, i even remembered it size. 0.61C. But before he opened the case, I screamed nooooooo. When the ring was revealed, I was already reduced to a state of vehemently shaking my head in distress. Then, Alboy's mum went , 'Put on the ring and let me see' and I was like 'Sorry Auntie I can't' and I think she went into a fit. I can't remember the exact details because I was feeling so sad about rejecting Alboy.

Then somehow I was a but upset on the ring size. I was thinking that Alboy spent all his money on a overpriced ring because it was from Lee Hwa (I think). Anyway, I was just so depressed. My heart totally sunk. Then Alboy was like so hurt, then it got to a stage where he was really really really so so so hurt , I think it was like a few days later, you know there is hardly any sense of time when you dream that I said yes.

Then I was like hmmm ok and somewhat facing up to it. But at that point in time, I was hit by some werid feeling again. I looked at Alboy face and somehow it just didnt feel right. It was like I would not have anything in common with him or anytihng to talk ot him about after the wedding..and it was as if my life already belonged to someone else.

Then I turned to look at Alboy and suddenly, I was looking at my ex face instead of him. Then everytihng just seemed to right out of a sudden because I know why. I looked at him firmly in the face and said I can't do this, my life belongs to someone else(Alboy) and said sorry and walked away rather light hearted. Like I had it all figured out and life will be full of happiness from this point onwards.

Then, I woke up.

I am still thinking what this means. Sigh.

Sunday Afternoon

Its been a while.
Been caught up with tons of work. I been at the office till 9pm or later almost every night. Recently got arrowed to do something a PHD should be doing instead. Tons of other stuff. Enough workwise.

Socially, I enjoyed going to Sentosa and playing a good word game with intellectual people. Its frustrating when you play with cheenna breeds, they just don't get it. Bought myself two dresses for the year end weddings. I would need to alter one and iron the other before I can wear it. The two dresses were pretty decent and didnt cost much. 60 for two. Pretty decent.

Makes mental note not to spurlge. Mooncake festive is coming, which means I have to spend obsense amount of money on over priced mooncakes. I so so so love the raffles hotel mooncake. That is the only reason why I look forward to mooncake festival every year. I hate all other mooncakes though. The gooey paste do not go down well with me.

Family Birthdays are going to cost me a couple of hundreds soon. Feel so poor already. I just did a check on my savings amout. I am not even close to the amount I had saved last year this time. I had initally set myself a 10% increament.

Might be going Cambodia in Oct. But with no chance to tour around.