Knock me on my head.

I need to be knocked on the head.

Just on monday and tuesday, I was in this semi-conscious state, falling back into slumber every 10minutes or so. I slept like 16 hours a day I think. I told myself, this is not good, I need to go back to work. I even went on to think, thank goodness the next p.holiday is christmas.

Please bash me up today.

The horrid feeling of peeling myself out of the bed at 730am is just too much. I am so not a morning person. I blame the humid weather for making me think that way in the past two days. If the weather were cooler, I prob have no qualms lying in bed the whole day.

I finished book 11 of lemoney snicket and can't wait to know what happens in the end.  I am half tempted to buy the whole series. Its 160 a set. Its quite ok considering there are 13 books. What puts me off is that I know that if I wait, there is prob going to be a 20%, 30% discount some time soon. Also, I already have book 1,2,3, 11, albeit in a different cover. Plus, I know the fact is that my irritating siblings are prob going to rip the collect apart, that happened to CS Lewis and all the other collections I have. I would hesitate less if I have my own place, my own library.

I want to be the 4 in 10

Headlines in ST today were to make p.transport so good that 'My other car is public transport'

 

To that I say, "Xiao eh"

 

Our transport minister must have never taken p.transport on a regular basis. I hate people who make/says such comments.

 

Till today, except for the super rich people that say, oooh I don't need a car because the MRT is so convenient, everyone else wants a car!

 

IMHO, the public transport no matter how fantastic it becomes will never compare to having your own transport.

 

Imagine these scenarios,

 

Would you rather wake up 1 hr early every morning, stand on the train with smelly bodies squashed against you for one whole hour every single working day of your life,  or, sleep in and drive in heavy traffic to your workplace. If it rains, its ok because you park in an underground carpark. With p.transport, good luck to you.

 

Would you rather take the train, carry 1 litre of water everywhere or drive and leave the water in your car. I have to drink a lot of water so I get very frustrated when I have to carry my water around. Firstly, I need a big enough bag to dump my nalgene in, the 500ml one, plus water is really heavy. Oh say, you want to go for a swim/tennis/some random sports before meeting your friends, would you want to lug all your gear around in p.transport.  Fwah, hell no.

 

The shuttle bus from the mrt takes 30mins(not inclusive of waiting time)  to reach my house. A car trip takes 5mins. Would you still want to take p.transport?

 

After you are dead tired from a long day, do you still want to stand 1 hr on p.transport. 1hr is the average time it takes to get to anywhere from my place. You stand on the train/bus, jerking forward backward as the train moves, your bag becomes increasingly heavier.

 

Yup, driving can get maddening when the road jams up. You hear drivers complain abt the horrid jams every morning. These people have driven too much too long that they forgot what it is like to take p.transport. Next time you hear someone complain, just ask them. would you want to take p.transport instead. What makes you think buses do not crawl in the traffic too. The yellow lane thingy makes only a slight difference, that is if you can squeeze your way up the bus first. So many times buses have zoom past me because they were overloaded.

 

Sigh, these ministers. They probably did so well in life they forgot what it is like to take p.transport. Its ridiculous really.

Whatever, keep doing your job and hopefully when I finally own my set of wheels, the road will be totally free for me. The other 6 in 10 people can go take the train to work.

Where have all the dogs gone??

Its was really strange.

I been walking around in orchard and I always notice people decked in the latest designer wear, carrying handbags that cost 1k a pop, perfectly manicured nails and oh-so-diva hair. There seems to be so many of these people all around. Majority of them are young, probably plus minus my age. I always wonder how these people manage it all. Its either they were born rich, willing to spend, doing very well in their careers, or just people like me maybe except that they are more willing to spend.

 

Today, I came to the conclusion that they probably were all born rich. Its really crazy. I took the train from expo all the way back west, on the whole journey I did not even see a single designer wear on the train. ziltch. Totally Ziltch. Do all these people drive? or take cabs? Maybe my timing was a bit early for fancy people to arrive but still, totally none. What I see on the train is familes wearing sandals you buy from the heartland, pvc worn out bags, tired faces.

 

On a side note, I bought or rather Alboy bought the game Articulate. Now, lets gather a few people and play!

Barks Howls Bites

I am so blooooooody pisssed.
I hate people who rummage through my stuff. I hate people who don't give me the privacy I need. I hate people who happily draw conclusions based on whatever they conjure from rummaging through my stuff. I hate people who talks too loudly. I hate people who don't listen. I hate people who thinks they are super ill treated when they are not. I hate people that compare apples to oranges. I hate people who work as if they have monument tasks when I see minimal output. I hate people who make negative comments on stuff they have no part in. I hate people who behave overly flustered because it irritates me the whole day to see them 'dash' in and out with a pursed look on their face. I hate having to smile and say hi to people. I hate people assuming as if having to care for everyone is my responsibility. I hate people making a mountain out of fa molehill when in actual fact it does not make any difference. I hate that I am feeling this week is getting too long. I hate people saying that swimming is fun. It is not, its my kind of activity and I swim cos I really enjoy it not cos its fun. You cannot say its fun when you do not even know how to peddle in water. I am in such a bad mood today. Fuck Fuck Fuck

 

It must be the hormones

I'm in a really foul mood. I have no idea why too, in fact I shouldn't be but I can't help feeling totally foul.

I just took a $25 cab ride. Thats what happened at the end. So, it happened like this. Alboy was totally exhausted and took a 'nap' after agreeing to sending me back home after that. He was impossible to joslt awake, so I offered to take a cab home myself. I really don't mind because I do not do it very often and I know that he is really very tired.

He told me to call a cab but I refuse, I always do because I feel it is pointless because there are always so many cabs just a short 3-4 min walk away. I'm a bit anal at having to pay extra for cabs that are already so expensive. I left and walked myself out. It wasn't a very well lighted road but I was fine. However somehow my mood was starting to get crappy. Its a girl thing, you say no but if no really happens, reality bites and its painful. The difference is, I know I said no so I had no right to complain.

On an ordinary night, it would have been the end of the story and I would hop onto the cab on my way home. Not tonight though.

After walking for a minute, I realised that having spent almost 40 bucks on cab the previous day, I might not have enough money for midnight charge. I checked my wallet and I only had $15 left. I definately do not have enough money. It usually cost about $14 without the midnight charge.

What to do? I called Alboy and told him I had no money and wanted to loan from him. I was even ready to walk back, he didn't even have to walk out. Somehow I think he heard me wrongly and replied in a most irriated tone, "I already told you to call a cab".

That totally tripped me. We have never agreed on the calling of cab issue. He always call a cab and thinks I should. To me, its just a waste of money. I bet he thinks I am trying to be misery, something along that line.

I retorted, told him nevermind and hung up. He tried calling twice but I hung him up. I switched my phone off after that. Somehow, irrational as it may sound, something inside me just flipped.

I took a deep breath as I analysed my dire situation. Alone, dark, no money and now too proud to ask for help. I walked and walked and rembering that now all Esso stations have ATM in them, I walked towards an Esso. I thought I was saved.

BUT, as if to mock me, the atm was 'temporaily out of service' when I reached Esso. If the aem were human, I would have given it two tight slaps. Whats the point of an atm if it does not spit money out. Fwah.

I went back onto the road and started walking, before I decide that I should just flag a cab and hop in. Suddenly, it dawned onto me that I could pay by credit card. So, I flagged a cab, make sure with the driver I could pay by card and hop on in. Afterall, I heard so many horror stories of how cab drivers refuse to accept card. The uncle was unbeliavblly animated and he did lighten my mood a little. He was telling me about his drunk customers and how you need a degree in botany before the government gives you a permit to grow vegetables these days.

I went home, switched on my phone and saw 10 missed calls. My phone has been quiet since. I guess Alboy must be sound asleep now and I am unsure what to feel about it.

Since, I have no one to complain to considering I hardly have any friends, its all out here, which actually sucks because I feel I do not have to let the entire www know. Then again, I typed so much, it seems like a waste to just delete it all.

Good Tuesday to all

Its a strange phenomenon really. At 11-12midnight on Sunday, one by one my friends log off and say they need to sleep. After donkey years of working, I still cannot get used to it. Hey, these people used to chat with me till 3/4am. Nowadays I find myself totally tired by midnight too, no amount of lingzhi pills seems to be helping. I try to calculate to see if the number of awake hours are the same, but somehow I cannot seem to get the maths right. The level of physical activity during the day has definitely dropped too considered I used to have to walk to the bus stop, up and down slopes, walk everywhere. These days, my lunch time swim do not really count. I sit on my butt the whole day and mostly take a cab home.

I go to the office and I hear office aunty talk. Its like you want to shut the crap up of those people who talk, but yet want to listen intently cos the stuff they talk about is pretty out of the world. I just learnt that one of them irons her bedsheet. Who in the right mind does that? Firstly, I would want my bedsheets to be cool, ironing just gives this trapped warm air feeling. Plus, don't you toss and turn at night. Ahhh, I know why,  old hags don't make out or have toy boys to mess up the beds. Later, someone was mentioning that someone's husband made someone starched the bedsheets too. Crazy. And then the boss walks in and silence falls as they all pretend to work.

Good Tuesday to me.

So much angst

Welcome dear body to another day where everything feels like stone.
I figured I probably need to sleep at 10pm everyday to feel like a million dollars the next day, else no matter what time I sleep, I probably feel like crap unless I wake up at noon.

Anyway I have been feeling super irritated these days. I hate working with incompetent people. I hate it that people complain about their work all the time and whole day say they want to go on holiday. I want to go on holiday tooo, but I do my fair share of work. These people want to quit but are hanging on cos there is a possible chance of a trip to somewhere in the coming months, then they quit right after.

Dang has been really busy of late so its also getting irritating that he is mostly dead tired. I think I am just short fuse these days. Maybe its the mooncakes, I only like Raffles hotel cognac mini snowskin mooncake,  but people keep sending substandard mooncakes to the office and my colleagues keep forcing me to eat them. With the exception of Raffles hotel mooncakes, I hate all other mooncakes. Why force me to eat them. I want my gelatos not mooncakes. We should have a Gelato festival or something instead.

Of day and night.

So, I stopped playing lemmings and by right should be wide awake today since I slept  7 hours yesterday. But but but, my head is still fuzzy.
Today my colleague came back from her holiday and started polluting my mind about how the grass is greener on the other side. Seriously, I am so sick of such things. I know my pay is not necessary the highest but hearing about such things just make you distracted and sad. I do not need such crap. Work is one thing but there are other aspects of my life I want to be happy with. I need to start finding myself a passion. Swimming hardly qualifies cos you can only swim once a day.

I had the strangest dream last night. This guy (I have no idea who), but it seems like I was in a relationship with him. So, this guy had a ring and it seemed like he was trying to propose to me, so he came really close to me and I deliberately drop the ring on the floor. The ring was like rolling around and people around me were gushing because a diamond is hard to find on the floor. I was shocked too cos I didn't want to be responsible for the lost of the ring. Eventually someone found it and  gave it to him. Then as he came closer to me, I took the ring and place it back in his hand, telling him it was just not meant to be. I could feel sadness as I did so. Then, I ran off and my good girlfriends followed. Again, I  had no idea who these girls are, they didn't even resemble anyone I know in real life. They were like shocked but erupted into merry making to cheer me up and we decided to tour the world. I think my dream stopped there or I woke up.

It was really strange.

Things that I hate

I hate it when I procrasinate because I get very pissed with myself and I don't like it. I hate it that I keep thinking of the long overdue task when I should be enjoying myself.

I hate it when everyone around me is so busy you have to arrange for outings months ahead. I hate it when everyone does not keep time. A dinner date should start on time. Rubber time is no good.

 

I hate it that people only come to you when they need help. I hate it when poeple take you for granted. I hate it that people have to multitask and schedule so many things at the same time. I hate it when I trudge through Mondays to Fridays. I hate it worse when I realised midweek that the week is going too slowly. I hate it that you have to play tennis with two people. Why can't every tennis court have a practising wall.

 

I hate it that weekends are so short.

Monday Monday....

Only monday morning and it has been a slurry of activities. Already mentally strangled some of my colleagues many times over.
Its too exhausting to describe the events but I cannot believe how dense some people can get.

My stomach is all knotted up again and the new toilet at the new office is not very conducive for shitting. Firstly there is this stupid motion sensor that is supposed to keep the light on. Problem is that it goes off every 10 sec. So, you either wave ur hands frantically every 10s, or shit in the dark. If you are in the cubicle further away, there is no way you can activate the motion sensor.

Thank goodness its almost noon and I am going to swim. I am a little against the hot sunthough. I hope its shady.

 

Back!

Back Back Back! In Fact back for a week.

LA was a mess, minus Disney the happiest place on earth. Even Disney, I felt Tokyo’s Disney was much better. The staff were more polite and I felt happier.

Vegas was good. Won Money at the penny machines and Grand Canyon was just humbling. The 5 hr drive to and fro was killing though. I never driven so much so fast in my life.

 

Back to the routine of work. We have a new office now. I am still undecided on how I feel about my new seat. Right in front of me is this huge red pillar that blocks my entire view. To my left is this big hole that leads to the pantry. I try to position myself so that I am in between these two structures and can see some view. My colleague next to me types too loud and it is irritating me. My boss is very near me now and my stingy office manager is of hearing distance too. I suspect they can hear my phone conversations. Have to be extra careful now.

 

Although I just got back, I would not mind traveling again. Not too sure if I can take leave. I have like 30 days of leave. There are so many places I want to go.

Yeah only 2 more nights in Austin!l

then, I am off to LA and Vegas. I hope the trip would be fun. I mean, afterall I am so sick of the US of A. I wonder why anyone will come here long term.
Yesterday I met up with my project mentor again, and I felt like bashing him. After the longest time of getting the fact that sg is not part of China into thick skull. He exclaimed,  "How come this is in English?" when I showed him newspaper cutting of The Strait Times.  I wanted to knock his head. Helllo, please do your research. I later sent him the Wikipedia entry of Sg for him to read, if he reads. I wanted to tell him that we probably have a much higher literacy rate than his country, and that we cane americans who come and vandalise our property. Such a kok.

I do not like classical music.

So, I been going out with the Korean guy because I rather he drive. It is so pathetic. He plays the oboe and he actually brought his classic CDs here and he has been playing them in the car all the time. Its getting on my nerves. Then, I have no idea why he is so uptightek can about time. Its like I tell him meet at 11am, he has to call me at 1045am to ask me again. So duh. Then whenever we go out, he just wants to return to the hotel asap. I have half the mind to abandon him. He behaves like this other hongkong guy I know. Kinda glad to start work tomorrow so that the week can pass faster. 1 month here is too long.

Big things.

Yes, I am still here. There is nothing much to do except what terror warnings repeatedly on TV. I hope things are not as bad when I go back. I do not want to miss my flight. I went to the grocery store yesterday, the chips I wanted were on the top shelf, and you know what... I couldn't reach the shelve at all. I jumped and jumped but still couldn't reach it. Thats how c giangantic things are.

My laptop is cranky too. Its hard to type. The cursor jumps back 4 words every 5 words. So, I keep having to retype. Then, I cannot move the laptop. I cannot on it after I transport the laptop. So duh.

I wonder if I am homesick yet..

So, I am out of the country and I get sms saying that my blog was quoted on Digital Times. Ahha.  I didn't even get to see the article!

Obviously, I went to check my google analytics to see if there is any spike in traffice. So, I got about 65% new readers, thankfully  u readership isn't too high. Else, i have to be start being careful about what I write, because if you know me, you will know its me.

 

Yup, I am in US now, the land where everything is super big but nowhere as nice as Singapore. I love my country man. I hear there is late night shopping now and tons of fireworks going on. There is absoutley nothing to do here. Driving on the other side of the road is a tad scary,  and I hate it that the signs are so tiny, or blocked by some big trees and that everything is on the right.

 

K, the internet sucks here, so thats it and I'll be back in a month!

Gone 3D2N

I am going to our neighboring country for boot camp *crys*
Actually for my company's team building, but after I took a look at the photos I think its more like boot camp.
Doing orientation games that are sooooo outdated, leaving in so-called chalets that are in the middle of the jungle. Grass, Mud, Insects everywhere. You get the picture. The kinda days where your underwear is never dry cos you constantly get thrown into the murky yellow brown river water.  Yucks.
WhywhydoIstillhavetodoallthesewhenIhaveoutgrownthisstage???? *wails*

 

I am Singaporean

Inspired by Mr Brown

My name is Handsel and it doesn't mean anything.

I live in Singapore and studied here all my life.
I followed through the competitive, merciless education system, emerging a graduate with little sense of the future.
I take the MRT everywhere, now I can repeat the terrorist warning messages in English, Mandarin, Malay and even Tamil (at least the numbers 999).
I love the national flag, and can recite the pledge in both English and Mandarin.
I sing Majulah Singapura proudly, although I do not understand what the malay words mean.
I read every sign in all three languages and stare hard at the Tamil words, hoping one day I will recognise the word 'Fine'.

I love my country and hate being mistaken for nationalities that I am not.
I silently sing Kit Chan's "Home" and queue proudly at the "Singaporean-Welcome Home" lane when I am back at the best airport in the world.
I am afraid to say my real name incase I kena the sedition act and I am a Singaporean.
So say we all

Of cars, buses and helis....

Yawn Yawn Yawn. Yet again, I am falling asleep.

I have been so bothered by details of planning for LA and LV that I'm frustrating myself.
And to think I was never a 'need to know all the details' person. I think some people I know will hyperventilate over this. *winks*

Having said that, I think it is still important to know my itinerary in general and how I am supposed to get from place to place.
Things like whether driving makes more sense, or getting a bus, or taking an expensive helicopter ride. If moolah were aplenty, things would be easier. However, I feel it will be stupid if unnecessary money is spent when it could have been saved with a little more research.

Now, the plan is to tentatively drive from LA to LV, then drive the next day to Grand Canyon. Easy enough right.

Here comes the part that complicates the whole thing,  my flight back home is from LA at noon. So, I have to make that 6 hours drive, more if I get lost, back.  Plus time to check in, this means I have to start driving at a ridiculous 3am in the morning. This makes paying for an extra hotel night so dumb. Oh, did I mention that I so wisely booked my hotels already?

Either I drive at 3am, or take the 1am bus, which makes more sense because its safer and less tiring.  Then, the money factor comes in because it is cheaper to get a round ticket trip instead of a single ticket. See how this totally negates my initial plan of driving.

Confusing right.

and, I yet to check out the car rental rates, bus schedules, helicopter trips......

 

Time..

Sometimes I think time isn't enough.
I left the office at 8pm last night. It was not too late though. In fact, I deliberately waited for 8pm to leave. I had finished my swim at 720 and figuring it makes no sense to go back at that time, I went back to the office to read the newspapers.
So, I reached home at 8.15pm. Dinner and it was like 9pm when I was done. Watched a bit of the shows my brother recorded for me and it was 10pm.
10pm was desperate housewife time. Mull over my claims , surf for hotels, at 11pm and it was like time for bed.
Crazy, I felt like I had no time to myself. You may disagree, but I hate it when I am too tired to even read.  I didn't need to bath because I did that before going home.

So, I resolved to leave office at like 7pm latest today.

But, my mum's incessant nagging when she sent me to work today made me change my mind. If I could freely surf and do my general administrative stuff in the office. I will finish it all and go home only for dinner. My mum is downright ridiculous. She happily spins stories and starts believing in it and accusing the whole world. Sometimes I wonder why I keep pushing off plans for the next overseas trip with her. I am not sure if I can take it.

Now I understand why I hardly miss home when I am travelling. And, lets see what time I will leave the office today.

 

From LA to LV...

Am planning to go LA then LV.
Anyone has any tips for me. Which hotel is good?
I have been surfing and I am looking at Ramada Inn Hollywood in LA and Harrah Hotel and Casino LV.

Looking at not too pricey hotels, but I do not mind paying a bit more if the location is good. No point paying for a really cheap hotel and then paying through the throat for transporation.

And, how do I get from LA to LV? Someone told me drive. I googled and saw that there are bus trips but the timings will prob not make it in time for my flight. My flight is at LA airport.

Advice Advice anyone?

Finally back.

I am finally back after 1 week in Penang and 1 week in KL.
I had enough of Msia, nothing beats being back in your own country.
The trees look greener, the ground cleaner and the sun brighter.

Am so tired. Even after sleeping for 12 hours. I love my country.

Lunch is exciting.

Lunch was an eyeopening affair today.
One of my Thai colleague was telling us about his gf, and then revealing that he/she is transsexual. We were like gaping in astonishment when he went on to graphically describe their sex life. He claims that the girl/guy can have orgasms I was like huh, really ah. If he had been a better looking guy, I might have been so grossed out but he is like pimply, in short ugly.

Then, another colleague received a present from our Thai colleague, It was a dildo/vibrator. Seriously, I have no idea whats the difference although she claimed there is. Woa, it was like rubbery, kinda thick and big in my opinion, it was like weird feeling it. I cannot imagine stuffing something like that into myself just to climax.

I am not particularly conservative but I am still reeling from the whole experience. *shugs*

 

In reality,

730am: I woke up and stared at my phone. Turns over to look at Alboy and he is deep in sleep
731am: Fell back to sleep
800am: I woke up again. Turns over to look at Alboy and he is deep in sleep
801am: Fell back to sleep
830am: I woke up again. Turns over to look at Alboy and he is deep in sleep
831am: Fell back to sleep
845 am: He finally stirs and went to wash up.
846am: Since I could not do anything, I fell back to sleep again.
915am: I woke up and washed up
930am: Left the house
1015am: Arrived at Redstart
1115am: Paid the bill. It was pouring heavily so Alboy immediately fell back into slumber in the backseat of the car.
1145am: We drove off.
1215pm: Both of us fell asleep in the car at his workplace carpark
1pm: Alboy woke up to start work and I continued sleeping

Amazing eh, I am so amazed at myself at how I/we sleep.

 

The plan

730am : Alboy wakes up and starts washing up
800am: I wake up
845am: Reach Red Star
1000am: Finish Breakfast

Isn't it great to have everything done by 10am.
Then, we can laze around, town, catch a movie. nap. Nice.

However, what most likely will happen
730am : Sleeping
800am : Sleeping
845am : Still Sleeping
1000am: Still Sleeping
1200pm: Waking up
1230pm: Wake up and start to wash up
1pm: Alboy is still washing up
1.30pm: Alboy dresses
2pm: Leave for Redstar
3pm: Reach Redstar for breakfast just as it is packing up

Well, I'm not exaggerating Such things has happened before because Alboy and me are such deep sleepers. We belong to the rare breed who can sleep for 16 hours straight even after sleeping a full 24 hours prior to that.

Lets see, and I will update on Monday how things go.

 

Smile and show your teeth!

So, my nose has been leaking non stop for 2 days now. My lungs feel so clogged up. Its crazy and I haven't swam for 3 days. I bet I just lost all my stamina. It happens when I go under the weather. I need to weight myself. I wonder if I lost weight.

Recently I  been told that I grind my teeth at night when I sleep. Alboy told me it was this hideous loud grinding noise. Of course, I dismissed him. One week later, my dentist asked me the same question. Apparently there are some tell tale marks on the inner side of my cheeks. Damnit. Now, I either risked my teeth eroding or I have to wear a guard to sleep. Like a muzzled dog. My dentist told me to monitor the problem - I wonder how, I wouldn't know if I grind my teeth in my sleep eh.

I  been exceptionally conscious of it since then. I loosen my jaws before I sleep. However the thing is, my jaws feel extremely tight when I wake up and I am pretty sure I grinded them in my sleep. Alboy says the trick is to stuff a carrot into my mouth at night.

As if that is not enough, I have recessed gums too. That leads to my dentine being exposed and thus the most painful sensation everytime I been eating sweet food. For the longest time, I thought I  had a cavity and all my dentist tell me otherwise. So, now its because my gums are recessed. Sounding like an old woman eh. I now have to use a soft toothbrush and a sensitized toothpaste. I been using a whitening toothpaste which I shouldn't because it will cause the gums to recess even faster. Crap, how to have white shinning teeth like that??

Give me a break. I'm not that old to have all these teeth woes.

 

Alas, the guilt of work

I was expecting myself to type. It feels great, but instead I think I will do a - It feels strange.

Yes, my weak self gave in and I took MC today. It wasn't all that unjustifable. I had been having this nagging pain in my throat for about a week. Yesterday, I felt slightly feverish as if I might fall sick. That however did not happen and I broke out of it before I went to bed last night. This morning, I simply lost all motivation to work. In fact, I debated about it for a precious 20 mins at 7am this morning, ultimately convincing myself that it was no harm. Afterall, I had not taken a single day of leave or mc since the start of the year.

This time I did not have to wait 1 hr for my mc, since I had fully grasp the routiness of the doctor's schedule. I went right before he closed for lunch and waited only 15mins. The doc was a bit of a strange thing. He actually gave me an MC for tomorrow instead of today, and argued with the nurse when I pointed it out.

I dutifully spent the whole day sleeping after finishing the last chapter of "The rule of four". Not a recommended read. Perhaps its because the book is authored by 2, that makes the flow somewhat strange. It never fails to amaze me how much I can sleep. I ate dinner on a full stomach and feel werid.

Perhaps, I should have just taken mon and tue off and scotted off to hk with missy y. Alas, the guilt of work.

Am planning to take next friday off, however, I have a feeling I might be on standby for an event and that my leave will not materialise.

GSS is starting, when does Club 21 start it sales? I saw some oh so pretty but pricey stuff, the stuff that is only worth buying during a sale.

Cinderella outfit

Today I wore a skirt to work and its amazing how many comments about it I got.
They think I look pretty in a skirt , which baffles me because essentially I am the same person. I didn't apply any make up or style my hair. My tiny eyes were half closed, I still feel like a slump when I entered the office. There must be something about the skirt, or maybe that its the first time I wore a skirt on a normal work day since I started work.

More on my outfit, I have named it the 'Cinderella outfit'. Its knee length wrap flare skirt - green with purple trimmings paired with a whitish beige singlet. Seemingly apt eh. If you cannot picture it, go watch Waltz Disney Cinderella. Its what she wears when she does her household chores.

Am going to watch DVC code later. Yippee

 

Music feeds the soul

I was never a music bluff. Most of the time I listen to songs without knowing the lyrics or the singers. An mp3 player has no use to me. In fact, I only have 1 mp3 (my ringtone) in my sony walkman phone. A waste really.

Today I made myself a 7 thousand dollar radio. Yes, using equipment meant for more advanced applications, I made myself a radio. It was fairly simple considering all you needed was to capture the correct radio frequency signal and strip it down.

I love the sound of music at my work place. At my old seat, my malay colleague keeps the radio on all the time. Subconscioulsy, I was kept fairly updated with the latest release. Eversince I moved into the quiet serious corner, I didn't dare bring my own radio in the fear of breaking that intense silence. I started to lose touch with songs - which was good only in one way because Beyonce "Check on it" was just so painful to the ears. I call it the niam keng song. It just rants and rants. Now that I hear it less often, its actually not too bad.

Today I had an excuse to build the radio because it was needed for some demostration purpose. Also, half the people ard were not in. The other half were newbies who I know I can override. The sound of music. Fatabulous.

Tomorrow, I will try pushing the line to see if I can keep it on during the day.

The DVC Race

Yes, I raced.

In an oversized T-shirt too. Two L shirts were stuffed into the race pack that I got and I was too lazy to change it into a smaller size. I knotted the shirt at the waist but it just keep coming apart as I ran, thus slowing me down a lot.

It was fun. Alboy was so hyped up about winning that I was amused. He ran from station to station. I never seen him run so fast before. In fact, I wasn't even sure he could run because he has one prone to injury knee. He was really fast. Most of the puzzles were solved by him.

He solved them even before I could take a proper look at them. So much so for being short. I could hardly peer over other's shoulder. So, I decided to take on a different approach. While Alboy looks at the puzzle, I will go towards the race marshal and blatantly look at the answers others have, rush back to tell Alboy. I guess I am better at cheating.

It was a mad rush from station to station. I lead on the trains as Alboy almost never takes the train. Yet, I still was baffled as to which was the only yellow mrt station around. I asked all my friends and everyone told me commonwealth. I thought so too. It turned out to be Toa Payoh. Well, it figures, all of us live in the West and hardly go further than Orchard.

Anyway, it was great fun. The downside - My legs actually ache today from all that running. and to think I swim almost everyday and just paid 400 bucks to renew my pool membership. Crap.

Symbols

I read this somewhere:

$ is just a symbol but I need it. Damn it!

In response, the next one read:
I luv symbols.

 

Home early

Today I was home early from work. However early has evolved to take a meaning of leaving at the office at 8+pm.

Crazy eh. I used to feel that my day has streched too long if I stay beyond 8. Now I feel, eh, not bad. Bad Bad.

In a way, I cannot wait for these 3 mths to be over soon. Then I be offcially doing stuff I am paid to do instead of being in the training phase. 3 mths, 4 mths max. The though of an extra month is tortorous though.

I forgot that I left work early today, I should have made a trip down to get my hair cut. Now, looks like I have to wake up early on Sunday to go cut my hair. Its too long and out of shape.

You know what, I need some gelato now. I have grown out of eating ice-cream unless they have a gelato kinda quality. It has evolved to the state where if you put a tub of Ben' and Jerry beside gelato, I am not sure what I will choose.

Its a rich man's world.

I was going to blog about how great it was to have Fridays feel like Saturdays because this means that we have 2 more days of rest.

But, while waiting for blogger to load, I checked my bank account and got a little depressed. My insurance payment is dued this month and that adds up to almost a thousand for both my mum and I. The problem is I have done my usual transfer of money to my savings account and I barely have enough to pay from my normal account. Confusing eh. Well, like most people I have 2 accounts to make finances clearer. It distresses me to think that I have to transfer money back to my normal account. That would equate to not saving for this month. It makes me mentally imbalance.

Anyway I saw this ncie dress. It wasn't exactly a snug fit but I could still wear it without alterations just that I have to be extra carful not to expose my cleavage too much. I would have bought it if it were much cheaper. I initally thought there was a 15% discount but apparently this dress was in the excluded list. Why do nice things always have to cost so much.

I'm so happy, oh so happy today....

Really so happy...

It’s the happiest day in my worklife since I started work!
Why? Cos I skived!

I skived! I skived! I skived!

Before you prejudge me as someone who finds every opportunity to skive, I don't. I do my fair share of work, just that sometimes things plateau and your morale is on the low side, it feels really good to skive.

I did not work the whole day at all, although I did check and reply my emails when I got home.

I bought a cinderella skirt. Its a green skirt with purple trimmings. I was wearing my $5 coat white singlet today. Pair it together with the green skirt and I look just like cinderella singing while doing her household chores. I will wear for you guys one day. Its the longest skirt I bought. At knee length - even longer than my school uniforms.

I went expo for the bookfair. I love books. I bought Life of Pi, The rule of 4, Black Beauty, The Orange Girl, Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, Douglas Adam, Alice in Wonderland at $39 in total. Lovely.

I reached home at 6.30pm. Imagine its wonderful. Usually 6.30pm marks the start of the 2nd shift at work. The evening sun was so warm to the skin. A lovely kind of warmth. I took in the sights and sounds as I see office workers carry food home, smelly school kids with their mums. Its really lovely. Although I did wonder how the office people actually manage to reach home so early. I conclude that to have a healthy lifestyle or in fact to have a life, you should be out of the office by 6 and indulge in other stuff. However I do not think that will happen at my workplace.

Also in between, I manage to try on some dresses for all the weddings I have to attend. Nice dresses but so ex, so I am on a wait n see mode. The irritating thing is most other girls wear the same size as me and the dresses get sold out so fast. The dress I saw was really nice, in fact it was featured in the SFF recently.

Oh, the best thing was. I was actually sitting on the bench in front of the shops waiting for them to open at 10am. I went in immediately after they opened. It was a wonderful feeling. No queues at the fitting rooms and all the service staff at your attention.

I was smirking at I made my home at 6pm when I saw all the office people start their shopping.
Oh, so happy. Really.

STM?

I have just finished re-reading catcher in the rye and it really is a lovely book. I read it once long long time ago in secondary school but kinda forgot the storyline. I love Holden.

I still cannot figure out how I can forget the intricate details of books that I read. I remember everything I read before age 10 perfectly. I start to forget details from age 12 to 20 , and I simply do not retain anything from age 21 onwards.

Its like I know SCUBA stands for Self contained underwater breathing apparatuses, Yahoo stands for Yet another hierarchal officious oracle but I cannot for the sake of my life remember what laser stands for. I distinctly remembered learning it in JC. Yet, I cannot remember.

Facts I read from my Charlie Brown Encyclopedia I remember them all. Now when I read "The handy history answer book" I remember nuts. Not even the next day. I know I read about Saladin few nights ago but now I cannot even remember what his significance is. I only remember he appeared in the show 'Kingdom of Heaven' Duh, see I cannot even remember the show's title. I only remember that his father slapped him when he made him a knight and the father died.

I was going to comment last week here that I seemed to be taking the lift at work in the morning with a bunch of guys. I am usually the only girl in the life. I was about to comment that it really is a guy's job to earn the dough. Really, 4 days in a row, I was the only girl in the lift in the morning. Then yesterday, I took the lift with a bunch of girls. No guys at all. Today, I took the lift with two heavily pregnant ladies. Sigh, there goes my theory.

Of afternoon sun and getting darker.

Today one of my colleague came from a 2 week reservist and it seemed so long since I saw him. Within that span of time, so many things happened - so many things that seemed so long ago.

Let see, I last saw him when I went MoS. Since then, I went bought so much stuff (short for shopping and listing out my purchases cos it scares me such), took time off, bought 2 pairs of shoes, attended a malay wedding, a colleague's wife gave birth. It just seemed so overwhelming. Am going to watch west side story on Friday. Yeah!

I'm getting tanner from mid day scorching sun swimming. Its so hard to swim after work these days with the stuff I get to do. If I miss my mid day swim, chances are i dun swim. Two reasons, I get plenty of flake plus the people ard me work so hard, it seems so wrong to go swim. I am under sever peer pressure. I try not to swim every day during lunch because I hate the lunchtime crowd(apparently day gym is cheaper) and because it is so not good for my aging skin. I have to keep reminding myself that I am no longer 18. Should make it a point to moisture myself after afternoon sun swim.

Thus, I only swim like 3 times a week. Last week I swam only twice cos it started raining the 3rd time I wanted to go.

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.

Thus far...

So I havn't blogged in a really long time. In fact I hardly on the computer at home. Somehow I get home late enough to be tired enough not to want to on the computer. I been in BKK too.

Spent 4 days there, the usual work walk around home thing. Nothing much about the city attracts me anymore, except the cheap earrings,8 for 100baht, and the great southern thai curry. I had major cravings for it the few days I came back. I even popped a thai chilli padi into my mouth just for the kick of it. It wasn't too hot at first, but once you drink water, oohooo the hotness spreads. Its more of the peppery kinda hot than chilli hot. I was uncontrollablely tearing and sniffing. And mind you, I do think my chilli standard is quite high. I eat a whole lot of chilli compared to people around me and I hardly find anything the least bit hot. But that chilli padi, shoik!

I will be goign to MOS tomorrow. Lets all hope I can stand the smoke. The last time i was at the entrance, I felt so repelled. I hate smoke. I hate smokers. Anyway, its ladies night and I am dying to take a look at its interior. Better do so now before the couches and everything get all dirty grimy stained with alcohol spills and vomit.

Another update, I am no longer going to Manila next week. Turns our that my colleague manged to get his reservist deferred and I am staying put in sunny sg.

Budget report

I looked at the Budget release today and I am only eligible for $400 dollars, or is it $200. Depending on the AV of my hse, which I have no idea the amt. I guess it would fall in the $400 range. Yes, so its $400 out of dunno how many billions.

They say that help goes to the people who needs it most. Agreed, but somehow it seems to target old people, or those earning less than $1500 a mth. Most people I know earn more than that. Since we are on the topic of average income, let me digress a little, my boss thinks that the average income of sg is 1800 a person. I almost fainted when I heard that. I thought I rememberd reading the papers that it was 2500, because I distinctinly remembered the argh in my heart when I read that. Woe betides me if my boss thinks he is overpaying us.

I can understand why most of my peers are not interested in anything the gahmen does. Because, it doesnt have an effect on us directly. I read through the whole budget report and was a little dissapointed. Ya, we earn a decent amt, enough to not starve but yet so many of us feel its so hard and things oh so expensive.

Another thing I do not like is the propaganda. The papers feature stories of people who are so happy and that the budget report is all but a good thing. I dun see any reports of people lamenting. The one that pissed me off most - the one liner on the single unmarried girl that went "oh i am so glad i am getting $600, its the biggest amt the govt has given. This shows that single unmarried girls are not neglected"

Duh, in fact, I feel that most single unmarried girls are neglected.

Don't get me wrong. I still love my country and am glad the pap keeps the country lawful - although they allowed the murderer of the Serangnoon mureder to leave the country even after an island-wide net was cast almost immediately.

I have my views on that matter. I think the police are efficent, as in efficent to following the handbook cos handbook says that in such situtation, cast an island wide net. So, the net is cast, but the actual people doing the job have no idea what to do. They lack the experience of spotting a murderer, that glint in the eye or the sweaty palms etc. They are simply following protocol. Whatever. I fear to imagine how things will be liek if the terrorist attack. Touch wood.

Back to topic.
I am glad that the gahmen is helping the needy, but people like me - the whole thing is like a big hoo haa. I wished more could have been done.

Mid of Feb, almost

Twelve days since the last entry. Well it didnt seem that long. I wonder why all the time has went.

I have nothing much to blog about really,except how jaded things are.
I be going to BKK soon. Very much a work trip with not much time for shopping because boss is going. I dun realy care too, BKK has lost its attraction for me. I guess after you go there 3 times in a yr, its just about the same. I love my SG.

I did place a bet for the 10mil draw toto. Infact, the outlet that I bought from produced a winner. It had done so a few years before too. Well, I striked one number on each ticket. Two ticket, mine and Alboy. If I did win 10mil, I would be out of the country by now. Touring around the world. I guess I will prob just pack 2 sets of clothes and be off. I will buy everything at each destination. Since I won nothing, it would be back to work on monday.

It was the first time I placed a bet. It was mildly exhilirating and addictive. I think the next time round, if I were waiting for somone or killing time and there is a outlet ard, I might just go in to place a bet. Its called buying a hope. The draw of a windfall is really great.

Oh, Vday's coming. I still do not understand the fuss attached to it. I betted with my colleague that Alboy will not remember its Vday because of his busy schedule and I on my part will not mention a single word to him. What I like about Vday is seeing people prepare for it, joining in the fuss as I ooo and aaa bout their plans. Its more of a conversational topic for me. When it comes to myself, its like eerrr ok.

1.41am and my mum is not asleep yet. I am waiting for her to conk so that I can snuggle up to Alboy.

In a turn of an eye (directly translated)

So cny came and gone, at least the holidays. But then again, cny is as impt as the holidays eh..no?

Back to boring work week. No hoildays till Good Friday which is in April? Thats 2 whole good months. Waaaa. Someone told me that Vday is coming but that seriously means nothing to do. No phol, so means nothing eh.

I was noting that today is the end of January and somehow I wished the yr will go by faster. I just want it to go by fast. I have no idea why too. I guess I still miss the Xmassy mood + the cool weather.

I had intially planned to go to town on Friday but my uncle switched his house visiting day last minute. Now I have to go to his house for dinner instead. It the uncle whose wife cannot cook for nuts.

I have two more weeks of cny dinners to eat before the whole cny thingy ends. I guess its good, time away from Alboy. We are talking now but I think I have OD-ed on the whole thing.

My mum had asked him to come to our place this Sat because it is our turn to host the dinner. I told him not to come, but it seems like he will. I cannot stand all my noisy relatives questioning him and me. Just keep him away, its not as if he will become part of the family anytime soon. Dud. I hope he doesnt come. I told him that if he comes, he will have to help clean up after the guests leave. That means vacuum mop scrub, you know the drill.

I had fun with my cousin's kids. They were 6 and 2. I kinda envied them. I wished I were their age. They seemed so happy, running around, full of energy, no worries, laughing. I cannot seem to remember a time when I was like this.

Now, I hestitate abt running ard because it wil make me pespire.
I do not laugh that much or easily find mirth.
I seems to be tired all the time, not much energy.

When I watch them sleep, its so peaceful. Now when I sleep, I grouch about having to wake up early and grouch again when I wake up. Life as a child. You smile play laugh go back to sleep.

I remembered the times when I looked forward to cny, because I could play with my cousins. They seemed so far away, but looking at the little kids today helped me relive some of those memories. Some, most memories have faded away.

.....

So, I went shopping today and bought shoes, top, bags and undies. Not bad.

The best part was, I did it with my girlfriends. Thanks gals!

I had a tiff with Alboy, I guess most would know the details. Its too lengthy to word it here.
Anyway, the main pt is I did not speak to him today. Did not call him. He did not call me either. I think this is the longest I went without speaking to him. Even when I am overseas, we still call each other.

The thing is, I had totally no urge to talk to him. I really didn't feel like talking to him.
Usually, even when we disagree, I still give in and call him after a few hours. Now, it didn't even bother me.

He finally called me near midnight and I wasn't even excited to hear the phone ring. My tone of voice was so deadpan I couldn't even believe it myself.

Anyway, we are still not talking because I couldn't get him to see from my pt of view. Either I couldn't get him to, or he sticks to his viewpt, or its me sticking to my viewpt. I think its a combination. Yet, I am not asking him to ahere to my view, I am just asking him listen to what I have to say and he keeps rebutting me. So, I told him rather curtly that I do not want to talk to him any more and hung up the phone adruptly.

I doubt he will call. He's prob too tired and will fall asleep immediately. Whatever, you know what I do not really care. In fact, he has been so tired for such a long time I suspect it is eating into me.

Or perhaps, 3 and a half years is too long a time. Yes, 3 and a half years to the exact date itself.

Cny soon.....

Sunday night, Monday technically.

Yet another work week ah. I know no one likes hearing me complain abt the work week but yet i think I am entitled to. 5 days. Boss will be back on Wed. The week passes really fast actually. You just have to know how to skive. Nowadays I am quite good at spending 2 hours staring at my screen doing no work, but appearing like I am hard at work. Its a waste of time really. With the combined job scope, I really have no idea wtf I am supposed to do.

5 days to cny. The qns in my head is whether I will get a half day on Friday. I doubt so. Coy's exteremely stingy. We didn't have a half day on the friday before xmas and ny last yr, and we apparently did very well last year, brought in a lot of money. So this cny, I am not expecting much. Stingy. I wonder if the schools are having half days.

Anyway, if I were given half day, I prob go swim go to town and go home the normal time. Will just tell my parents I have to work at usual, lest I be embroiled in all the non stop spring cleaning.

I went chinatown. It was not as crowded as I expected. I didn't pespire. But it was a hassle trying to find a place to park. Why is it that everyone can afford cars???? We shall not even go there. Anyway, I spent $40 bucks on sweets, those taiwan sweets. I belived I was conned. I mean they were 1.80/100g. I couldnt have bought so much. It was actually $36, but the guy refused to return me $4 and just threw more sweets into my bag. It wasn't even in the flavour I wanted. Got slightly pissed and helped myself by just dumping his display into the bag.

So maybe, I did buy $40 worth in total.

Besides that, I do not feel the cny mood at all.

Not the least bit. I have no new clothes. I loathe going to buy. Shopping, as I always maintained, is tiring. Its more of a social activity to me. I hate the blasting dong dong chiang music they have to play in every shop. It drives me out of the shop immediately.

I do not feel joyous, no mood. Its like ok. p.hol and then the drought. In fact I am dreading it.
Same old routine every yr. Even the though of collect ang baos does not entrall me any more. No doubt I collect quite a fair bit each yr. Its like ok lor, you want to give you give lor, else nm. Becuase to me, that money I get from the ang baos is no longer enough.

When I was schooling it was great, extra pocket money, bank account got bigger. Now, its not as if the bit of ang bao money will help me buy a car or a flat. Its all relative I guess. Now, its like, I get my regular pay, no difference. I guess my wants and needs perhaps have changed.

This one colleague of mine has been anticipating cny since dec. I do not understand him. But then again, he is malayisan. and comes from a kampung. I really hate that innocence abt him. When we were complaining that we hated the dong dong chiang songs, he said he liked them. I really felt like strangling him then. When we were lamenting how we hated renunion dinners, he said he enjoyed them and was looking forward to it. He talks abt cny as if he were living in the 80s. My 80s. MAybe his hometown is indeed that backwards. Anyway, the look of him pisses me off, but yet I have to smile.

Besides him, I dun really know anyone else who truly enjoys and looks forward to cny. Sad isn't it.

Eat and puke

Today I ate till I vomitted. As in v o m i t t e d. Sounds anoexic doesn't it.

I had dinner at Brazil Churrascaria at Chimes. The plan was to eat BBQ Jap food but it was too crowded, so we looked at the directory and headed for BC. Afterall, its a meat place and I am a meat person.

At BC, they cook theur meat over a griller. The passador will then come to your table with a large skewer of one type ofmeat and start slicing pieces onto your plate with a sharp knife. The knife is really sharp, its a bit intimidating at times imho. Then, another guy appears with another skewer with another type of meat.

I think I ate soo much meat. I was quite enthu about it at the start cos I was relatiely hungry. I never said no when they came the first 10 times. Each time they slice off meat, its at leat 3 chunky slices. After 20 mins, I felt so faint. My head was light and all the blood was in the stomach. I got so so so sick. The meat was tasty but after a while, it all tasted the same.

Then, I started feeling like i needed to burp. Thankfully I can burp unlike susu. I felt so queest. It would have helped if we left and walked about, but no, Alboy continued eating. He even had to undo his pants button. When he was finally done, I had to like stop myself from vomitting at least 3 times.

We walked out, I burped and immediately vomitted. I think I vomitted the fruits at the very end and like 3 mouthful of meat. Not too bad. I thought I would empty my whole stomach.

We were the only chinese there, and the smallest size. The rest were fat angmos. There was this one guy that was at least twice my size. It figures anyway, only angmos can gorge themselves like this.

For $39, it was not too bad but I don't think I ever want to eat there again.

After I puked, I had this big craving for bubble red tea with pearls. I so miss those bubble tea crazy days. I really enjoy bubble tea.

Sleeping beauty

Its amazing, I sleep 16 hours a day and I feel sleep now. How wonderful, except that I have stuff to do.

I got arrowed big time at work. Because I am in between job scopes, I do everything. Plus they never had a position like this before, so no one knows what my new job scope, including my boss and me, is. Thus, they load me. Its nothing much at the moment, but I do hate programming so, and I have been arrowed to write a program. I dun even know what the main function of it is. Sigh. Help. Enough about work.

I did a $8 pedicure. It was great cos it was $8, else it was nothing fantastic. I hope the colour lasts till cny. As usual, they tried to sell me a package. $380 for 10 times pedi +mani. It was quite cheap really, esp after I bargained it to 15 pedi +5 mani instead. But then again, why would I want to pay so much at a go? I mean its nice to get your feet done, but I don't need to do it every month. I rather do it as and when I feel like it.. so it will feel more like giving myself a treat then a routine. No doubt I pay more per time this way, but I feel it makes more money sense. I think I only went for 5 , 6 pedi in 2005. At least 2 of which were promotional prices.


I am going to BKK at the end of Feb. For work but I guess I will get to play. If I had remained at my old position, I would be going Austin again in 2 weeks. This time, I will arrange to stop by at LA. I so want to go LA. I guess I have to give that up. I might be going Austin in August, but if I do, I be travelling with my boss and I would not be able to stopby anywhere. Its too tiring just going all the way there and back. The perk is to be able to stop by at a fun city.

Bought tics to MOAG tomorrow. Yeah.

The day before p.hol

So, I thrilled my dad by packing my room today. I guess he was half expecting me to go out because tomorrow is a p.hol. My room really doesn't look any neater, I just took things off, wiped the dust and put them back, throwing away junk in the process. No matter how hard I try to arrange my things, its just that messy.

Then, my dad kept popping into the room to see how long I would last. Usually I attempt to clean for 5 good minutes and I take off. I cleaned for almost an hour today. In his own words, "waa i never seen you like this". Man, he doesn't know that I been cleaning my room in sections, I even packed my wardrobe the other day. The clothes are all neatly stacked up, not like in the rolled up ball they usually are.

Lets hope this last 2 weeks into cny, when my relatives stomp my house. We go to each other place for dinner till we complete everyone's house, my mum being the youngest so we are always last and about 2 weeks into cny.

I just spoke to J on msn, he is my colleague from hk. I met him briefly in Austin and we toured SFO together. He was absoutely sticky and my sg colleague thinks he has a crush on me. I think so too actually but I cannot possibly admit it. Alas, he falls into the freako category of people that I somewhat always manage to attract. Alboy blames it on my teeth, but thats another story all together.

My point is that J is also moving out of his position to do some other role. It just reinforced and made me happy that I moved too, else I be like this big loser that is still stuck.

I been spending too much money on cabs. I spent a total of $50 since the year started. $30 of which I can claim. The other $20 cos Alboy had to drop me at absoulutely ulu place, places where there are no train stations ard and places where its so not worth trying to figure out the buses cos its was too late at night. Thus, I cabbed. It cost at least $10 from anywhere in sg to my house.

Its riduclous. Tiong Bahru to here is $9.70. YCK to here is $13. Holland V to here is $9. Orchard to here is $10. ECP is $15. Airport is $19. It baffles me.

2006 so far so good

Ok, I been wanting to blog since forever but have yet to do so.

Point 1: Do not ever go to Imperial Treasure Nan Bei Restaurant on the 5th floor of Ngee Ann city to eat. It the one just beside Seoul garden. Its terrible terrible terrible, horrible. Trust me.

First the seats were placed so closely to the next table, to close for you to really eat without listening in to the conversations around you. It did not help that they placed us next to gays and we had to endure listening to their exploits. Its the first time I hear gays talk abt their exploits and who was a good catch because he drove a Beemer 5 series and who wasn't. Gross.

The food and service is really really bad. The roasted goose meat was fatty cold tasteless. The veg and pork ribs took 30 mins after to arrive. 30 mins leh. I was fuming. Service was so bad. Guess what, the veg, pork ribs were tasteless too. Its that kinda tasteless that make you feel like vomitting. Its that gross. Really really bad. The more I ate the more pissed off I got.

Alboy actually went to complain to the manager in charge. So, take it as a sign that the food is really really not worth eating. Ususally I bitch and he is the nice one. This time round, he was furious too.

We had to wash everything off with Haagen Daaz ice-cream afterwards.

It was terrible.

Point 2: One of my resolutions was to meet up with more friends this yr. Well, I met up with my JC mates and would have went to Settlers if they did not close so early. However, my dad was bellowing at me at going out so much. I counted and it was just Thurs and Friday. So dud. Ok, I prob be out sat and sun too but its like so dud. I dun like doing the cny spring cleaning much anyway.

Point 3: So, I got back into my regular swimming routine now that I am no longer on leave. I swam 3 times this week, there were only 4 working days. I went to cut my hair on the missing day cos it was raining. Finally eh. There was an increased number of people in the gym. Esp the ladies. It so irritating. I bet it was everyone's new yr resolution. I expect that increase to last prob 1 mth after cny before everyone starts procrasinating. Usually I am the only one in the pool or maybe 2 more stray cats. Now there are like 5/6 people there not counting me. The pool only has 4 lanes. 2 of which does not end properly, meaning you have to an awkard turn to swim back.

Verdict: 2006 so far so good.

Thus far

So I have been on leave this whole week and what have I done? Nothing really.

I have fallen into this slumber where i sleep at 4am and wake up at 4pm. It amazes me how fast I switch timezones. But it feels awful really, like so unproductive. Although I do not think being at work fuelling a coporataion's growth is productive, it does give me a false sense of self-worth.

I'm growing fat too, think i put on another kg or so. Usually when I don't eat the whole day, my stomach becomes sucked in, now there's actually blubber. Whatever, I will swim it away when the new year starts.

I stayed over at Alboy's twice this week, mainly watching dvds and vcds while he sleeps. I can't sleep before 4, so I just amuse myself by rummaging through his collection of cds and watching them on his 42" tv while he lies like dead weight beside me. Best part - he sleeps so soundly he has no idea I finished watching 3 movies. Sideways was uber boring.

I have this huge urge to go MoS. More to see the place and say I been there than to cheong. Contrary to popular believe, I was never a cheongester. I have no idea why people think I drink and party a lot. I don't, in fact, I almost never.

Tomorrow I am finally going to town.

Reflection

What happened this yr
1) I went to Taipei, Manila, Hanoi, SFO , Austin. Not bad really, I believed this is the most travelled yr ever in my life. To new places somemore. Would have squeezed in more if Alboy was free-er.

2) I had to deal with training and re-training my colleagues after they left after a short stint. However, at the end of the year, I think I landed up with the best team I had since I led it.

3) I lost motivation at work but found it back at the end of the year. I will proceed on to a new role next year. I also found out how nice some of my colleagues can be. Oh, I also found out who the backstabbers and bitches in the company are.

4) I had my first facial and massage and sauna and BW and threading session this year. It was great. I have since fallen into a bottomless pit.

5) I joined the gym and swam almost everyday since April.

6) I cut my hair the most number of times this yr. I decided it was a waste of money and I havn't cut it for 4 months and counting since. I think I bought the most number of shoes this yr too. Havn't bought a pair in like 4 months since.

7) I found out how dear my parents, esp my Dad, are to me. I need to work on expressing my feelings through actions more.

8) I belived I got the angriest with Alboy this yr. Prob over the stupid wedding. But all in all, I belived I had the greatest yr with him as well. Words cannot really express it all but I think he is one of the best things that every happened to me.

Things I want to do in 2006

1) I want to excel at my new position. I have to. Its a brand new position and I am scared shitless but I really want to prove to everyone I can do it.

2) I have to be more absolute and procrasinate less. I have decided to pen a to-do-list.

3) To visit new cities. Toying with the idea of bringing my mum to korea, but that may conflict with my new job scope. See how. I want to go somewhere with Alboy too.

4) Meet up with my friends more.

5) Save at least 10K. 15K would be nice although I think it will be pushing it.

6) Sleep less, wake up earlier.

7) Make my parents less pissed with me less often. This is going to be a tall order though.

There we go again.

You know how i blog things then forget what I blogged about.

I was rereading my previous post today and I wrote:
I guessed an external harddisk and computer will make me happy at this pt in time, but this is not what I want as a bday gift

Guess what Alboy got me for a bday gift? Ya, Bingo.
He is the worst present giver ever. Failed thrice.

Zones

I spoke to my boss recently and he says I fall into zones.

Zones where I am very happy and everything is pink and rosy for me and zones when I am depressed and everything stinks.

I never known myself to be like this. I asked Alboy and he says I switch between these zones often within the week. But I dont trust Alboy and I do not think my boss meant this on a weekly basis. I still have no idea. Do I fall into such zones?

Then, I reread my blog posts, I was so happy my last post but I cried or was the verge of crying for two days after that. Turns out that my boss offered me a position to stay with the company, and I am going mad just thinking what to do. I still do not know what to do. I get swayed right left very fast.

I know the decision is ultimately mine to make and consequences mine to bear, but I guess I just need that reasurrance from people that matter to me that I am making the 'right' choice, to encourage and be by me. I feel like I am being too troublesome but I can't help it.

The decision making just gets so much harder when you grow up. I guess thats what life is all about. I am glad that I be going on leave soon enough. Then, I do not have to go to work too much.

My birthday's coming, perhaps its time to switch to the so-called happy zone.
I wonder if people know exactly what they want on their bday. I don't. I never did somehow.

I guessed an external harddisk and computer will make me happy at this pt in time, but this is not what I want as a bday gift. Its just something that will make me happy because it pains me to spend so much money on it now. I am on a 'save money' campaign now. Save for what, I also dun know. Such are the ironies of life.

I thought abt it long and hard. What would be great bday presents?
- jewellery. Nice ones, I have to admit that I am somewhat taken by their beauty recently. I like staring at them. But I do not go out to buy them, or want anyone to buy for me, because they are so expensive and I think the money can be better spent

- bags. Nices ones, for all ocassions. Only girls will understand this. I never thought I be like this because most of my bags are ugly or I usually hold everything in my hands. Nice bags do not have to be expensive, I saw a few nice ones at some push-carts recently but I was never one to buy on impulse, so I left them on the pushcarts.

- facial and spas packages. To pamper thyself would be nice.

- Great company, great friends, great parties. What more can I ask for?

Aiooya Ee, Aiooah Oh , Aiooah Ah Ah Ah

I been quite happy recently!

I went through a period of difficult decision making and now that I made my decision, things should and look up from here.

I am so glad because it is approaching my bday. Much as I dissed the fanfare about birthdays, I feel happy when my birthday is coming.

Partly because Xmas is nearing too, and that joy is in the air, everyone seems to be in a happier mood looking forward to hols and clearing leave. Plus its good that there are so many sales, it makes you feel like you can shop, although most of the time things are still too expensive or out of what I am willing to pay.

Then, I just cracked my DVD player. I am so proud of myself. I found the crack in Portuguese, got it translated. The translation didn't really make sense because the sentence structured was all screwed up. It was like "With device off, it presses the OPEN in the remote control to open the tray". I was like..how to open tray when device off. But apparently, you can open tray with device off.

Now I can watch Sister hood of the travelling pants tonight! and oh, Amazing race season finale is on tonight too!

So happy!

I also recently discovered the joy of going into the sauna. The place where I swim daily has a sauna, I have never used it in all the 8 mths I been swimming there mainly because the sauna is in the toilet and to on it, you have to get the key from the counter. The counter of course is positioned at the door and I really do not fancy walking dripping wet across the whole gym to ask for the key in my swimsuit. Thus, I never bothered with the sauna, plus the only memory I have of going into a sauna was when I was very very very young and it was not pleasant.

About 2 weeks ago, a colleague joined the gym and she is so into sauna. I went in with her once because she in her nice and dry gym clothes had no problem walking across the gym asking for the key, unlike the fish out of water me. It was really nice. I loved the way perspiration formed and it really felt very very good. I feel very peaceful and surreal after that. I went in myself a few times after that. Most of the time I sneaked in after someone else used it, so the room would still be heated. It wasn't as hot sometimes if I go in long after the previous person. Sometimes, my colleagues switches it on it for me and it is piping hot. Really really nice.

I need to go read about the proper sauna procedure. I cannot figure whether to bath before or after, dry my hair or not. Now what i do is, I bath after my swim, bath as in shop and shampoo. Wrap myself in a towel, blow my hair dry, then go into the sauna. Come out and rinse off the perspiration. I need to do some goggling about this. Goggle knows all.

Oh ya, my mum bought Ba Gua. You know how much I love eating it. Not as much as I used to a few years ago, but I still do. I used to have them all year round.

What would really make me senseless happy now is a nice peach. I been having peach cravings for ages. But according to my mum, the peachy season is out now. She used to buy those really really nice peaches, like those Sun Wu Kong will eat. I love those peaches.

Peach peach peach..i want peach.

Go away - "Joey does not share Food "

Never Never Never ask me to lend you my books!

I hate lending people my books because none of you knows how to take care of them. They either come back with the spine bent or with dog ears, that is if you ever plan on returning them.

BTW which idiot has my Prisoner of Azkaban? I am pretty sure I bought the book but it never got back to me.

I really hate people asking me to lend them my books. Why are you all so Cheapo!! Buy your own books. How much can you save? A simple paper back is less than $20, more popular books are $50 max. If you are that cheap, go to the library or find someone who is willing to lend u. Or, download it off the internet to read. I know people who have read the whole HP series on the net. At least they do not go around badgering people to loan them books.

I always smile and say next time, or wait till my siblings finish reading to avoid lending out my books. My siblings do not read, it is my ruse to not lend you books. My closer friends will know that I refuse them outright telling them to go buy their own books instead. I believed I scared of Samuel when I did that to him.

To make you envious/jealous, I have a fantastic library of books! That is because I spend a lot of money on it. I do not buy much stuff, but I splurge on books.
I have
- ALL the Enid Blyton books, yes I mean ALL. Those were from my younger days.
- EVERYTHING Roald Dahl has written. Again from my younger days
- COMPLETE series of HP except Azkaban, US Covers somemore.
- COMPLETE series of Hitchhiker Guide
- COMPLETE series of Artermis Fowl
- COMPLETE series of Naria
- COMPLETE series of Lemony Snickers
- COMPLETE series of Dan Brown
- COMPLETE series of Jack Welch
- COMPLETE series of LOTR, including the Bilbo Baggins one.
- COMPLETE set of Stephen Hawking
- ALMOST all of Jostein Gardner
These books are not exactly the best of my collection but they have been widely commercialised that you do not need a bookworm to recognise these titles

I list these books because everyone seems to want to borrow one of these. My own siblings included. They are damn lucky cos my parents will refuse me to disallow them to touch my books. I have more. Mitch Albom, Candace Bushnell, the very commercialise books etc.

You name it I probably have it. Or am going to buy it once I get to the next book fair.

So damn irritated. So remember, NEVER NEVER ask me to loan you my books and SPREAD THE WORD ARD.

BBQ

I had a great bbq last night and I was in bed by 1am. Such is the growing needs of a young adult. I seem to need so much sleep these days.

The bbq was fun except that I had a few misgivings abt certain things.

Ms L tried to shove me $20 bucks before she left. It was like duh, really unnecessary because we go back a long way and besides you cannot really price friendship. Anyhow, $20 was too much, you didn't even drink a single drop of the beer.

What pissed me off was that some of my friends were really cheapo. Those that read this blog, or those that I know read this - I am not referring to you. You guys are close enough for me to not matter about such things. I also do not refer to those I told they do not have to bring anything.
I shall not elaborate. It is hard to verbalised such things without coming off sounding like a loser miser.

Alboy says it this way, he feels that good food makes a difference to a bbq and he is more than willing to share good food along with his culinary skills. He however too agreed some of the people present were cheapo.

Anyway, Alboy thinks that he is super eligible now and keeps using the fact against me. He bbq-ed all the food.. the last time i bbqed with him, there was hunky roy to take over the bbq. Roy surprisingly BBQed very well too. Everything was nicely done. It was the best bbq then, super good food, all nicely cooked.

The week thus far

Gosh, yet another silly morning when I forget to bring my phone to work.

No one calls me much anyway, however, I am waiting for calls that turn out important and could change the way my life turns out. Anyway my phone is on very low batt. I thought I remembered putting it into my nice orangey velet case and into my bag before I left the house.

I do not have much to blog about these days. Really. Life has so far been so stagnant you can mass breed dengue mossys in it.

I had a good week thus far, I hope it goes on smoothly.

Lets see,

Monday whizzed pass me. I couldn't even remember what I did ,where I went. Oh ya, I remembered now.

The weather was so cool on Monday, it was this nice breezy cool air. Ms L had told me that the temperature was a nice 24-28 degrees and I refused to believe. I mean when is our weather ever this temp? Also, weather reports are as reliable as those tiny plastic forks they give you when you order meat.

I went to swim and it was wonderful. The water was chily. It was nice really. I did ten glorious laps of freestyle and I savoured every moment of it. The plunging of your arm back into the cool water and the feeling of the cold water on your back against your warm body. It was really great. I never thought I will enjoy swimming in cold weather that much.

I watched Harry Potter on TV then, Daniel was so much cuter, now he is just 'Euro trash'. Also, it is amazing or rather disgusting how Rupert morphed into this ugly thing. Am going to watch Chicken Little tonight. *thanks to the people up north*

Tuesday. I met my primary sch mates. I never fail to have fun with them. E was as usual noisy, it amazes me sometimes how she vehemently insists on something when we all know otherwise, or how she always manages to explain things in circles. If she were a stranger, I would have condemn her. But I guess over 15 yrs of friendship has left me deeply biased.

Wednesday went pass me. I spent the first half of the day slightly nervous but felt tremedously better after lunch. I swam another 10 glorious laps in chilly waters again. Its really quite nice.

Today, the sun is finally out. I kinda miss the cool weather already.

Love hate

I hate people who stand on the first step of the double decker bus(esp when the bus is not packed) , thus forcing me to be stuck in the spiral area. It makes it extremely difficult to balance.

I hate having no hot breakfast and having to eat wholemeal bread and cheese. Although, I seemed to have an acquired taste of wholemeal bread and cheese.

I hate feeling like I have not enough sleep and yet have to keep awake.

I hate smoke smell. And this follows, it is alright to say I hate smoke smell, but if you say I hate the smell of Race X, you will be deemed racist. I do not understand. They smell that way because of the spices they use. So, it is ok to say, I hate the smell of spice A but not ok to say I hate the smell of Race X, when the smell of Race X is esentially the smell of Spice A. Again, I am reminded of 1984 George Orwell.

I hate having to work cause I have to.

I hate wearing jeans/long pants when its freaking hot. That makes it most of the time.

I hate being all wet from pespiration and feeling all sticky because I have to walk to the busstop within an hour of my bath.

I hate having to pretend to eat food I do not like and say I am full becuase I do not want to eat when in fact I am starving.

I hate it when I have no tissue when I have a leaky nose.

I love to swim

I love snuggling up in bed when I feel extremely fatiq

I love sleepin on my right. However, I prefer sleeping to the left of my bed partner.

I love Berries Flo.

I love being on leave.

*crys*

I am so depressed. Sigh. So sad. Heart Heavy

Another Complaint

I woke up at freaking 7.30am this morning, to attend a church wedding ceremony. Fuck.
I have never met the couple, and the stupid church is at East Coast. Thats a bloody 2 hr journey on p.transport for me. I was out at 8am to make it for the 10am session. Kok.

Then, while I endured 2 hours of preaching which I felt was useless. Sorry christian dudes out there. The faith n me do not click. Not at all. I rather be in a temple with smoke from the incense blowing into my face anytime. I feel more at home there. I guess its the upbringing. I stoned largely throughout the singing and everything.

Alboy's mum threw a side glance at me, as if to check on me. I saw it from the corner of my eye but I ignore and continued to stare into space. Heeeelllloooo, its like me throwing the lyrics of my school song in your face and expecting you to sing????????

I whispered into Alboy's ear after all the haliluya thingy that I never ever want to get married in a church. I rather not marry.
Sigh, all these wedding events that I go to, they never fail to make me more anti-marriage.

Then, as usual, there was the lousy food reception. I ate like 2 pieces of papaya. Thank goodness I had the brains to stop over at bedok market before hand to eat a pipping hot bowl of prawn noodles.

I left after hanging ard, it was torturous. The cab far home costs me $15. Kok. I was too lazy to wait for the bus, and besides with so many eyes on me, i rather just scoot out of the way as quickly as I can.

Anyway, I think the bridal couple are cmi. It all started way long ago. Which idiots hold wedding on a Malay festival. Must be the cheaper hotel rates. Then, they make Alboy the driver and you know what - at the end of the trip, they gave him a $20 Angbao only. Hellllo, it wasn't even enough to cover his cab fare to get the car. We havn't included the petrol cost. They even had the cheek to tell him to pass them his taxi receipts so they can reimburse him. Duh. Wouldn't a big enough Ang Bao cover it all?

And, the day has not ended. Wedding dinner to go later.....sigh.