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.

Of strange dreams and snogging

So, plenty of things happened and I not know how to prioritize the blogging.

Saturday started off perfectly. Nice massage, I actually enjoyed the massage minus the oily aftereffect. I had requested to wash off all the oil after the massage but I still felt ready to be bbq the whole day. I later found out that you are not supposed to wash off the oil cos wind will seep in and you will get rheumatism. I think i am doomed. Already, my knee aches when its going to rain.

I had some disagreement with Alboy and for some reason, I feel he is acting like a girl. Sigh. Nm.

I think the highlight of this entry will be my dream. I want to blog it out before I forget.

It was really strange.

Alboy had volunteered to accompany me to my phonetics class. It was more in a desperate move for him, like he thinks that I might be falling for some guy in the class and wanted to accompany me to keep an eye on me.

So he went along. The teacher was a newbie, a Filipino. I can't remember how she looks like.
The lesson went on as usual and it was break time. I was getting irritated and hungry. So I told Alboy that I will go down to the canteen. He went to the toilet.

When I was at the canteen, I met my long time crush. I bought a plate of bee hoon. He walked towards me and gave me a very warm smile. Then as I sat down, he proceeded to sit beside me. He sat so close to me, our bodies were touching. I could feel his warm breath. He obviously wanted to snuggle with me. I wanted to snuggle with him too (in real life as well), but i was afraid Alboy might appear and catch us. Also, I was worried because I had exceeded the 10mins break time and I so wanted to get back to class.

So, I tried my best to keep my distance, but failed miserably. In the end, we got closer n closer to each other and our bodies merged into one blob. Then, it was really chessy, like in Lady and Tramp, we were sharing the bee hoon and somehow landed up kissing. It was a long passionate kiss. Tongue and all, and yes really wet. It felt damn good.

After that, I tore away from him and went back to class.There was no one left. Everyone had left, including Alboy.
I saw my report book on the table. I was so upset because, Alboy left without informing me, and without helping to collect my report book. I was really upset. Then, I wondered if he saw what went on in the canteen.
Then I felt it was the end of the world.

I never found out of Alboy saw us, cos my hp rang at that point in time.

It was Alboy sending me an sms, telling me he just woke up. It was freaky. I was half expecting him to confront me.

So, I called him and told him my dream. In the exact sequence here, except that I conveniently left out the long time crush and snogging part.
Anyway, it just feels strange. Damn strange. Sigh.

Even stranger is, now I feel like I desparetely need to kiss someone to relive that passionate kiss in the dream. And it does not have to be Alboy. Preferbably, long time crush.

Are u chio?

Am slightly disgusted at the way a conversation went with a friend yesterday.

I had barely kept in contact with her since we graduated, we were never really close friends although we sat together, hung out together for most our official lessons time. We were friends of convenience. I remembered how we would seem like good friends during lectures and dash off our separate ways after lessons.

She belonged to the cheong type, Mambo every Wednesday, partied, guys , booze. I was somewhat milder, more boring.

Thus, it was no suprise we went our separate ways after graduation. There was the occasional very enthusiastic 'Hiii, hows you babe' on msn but nothing more. She msn me yesterday at work, asking if I had anything on Friday. It smelt fishy but I continued. She later asked me to go to a Halloween party on Friday. Of course I replied that I already had prior plans with my friends(which I don't), and that if if time permits, we might pop by. Politically correct answer eh.

Then she went ok, Are your friends chio? Its like Duh. Then she revealed that the organiser were lacking girls, chio girls in fact. It was disgusting. I know she likes name dropping and hanging around with beautiful people. But still, its almost like discrimination against normal looking people. There should be a sedition act for such things. I

guess it was a good thing that I hung ard with other friends, like my astro friends. They are so much nicer people. Read the same books, enjoy the same things mostly and talk a lot of kok.

OTT

Ok, the plan was to finish clearing my email before blogging, but the server had to be down.

Thats 5 whole days of not switching the computer on. Sleep has crept up on my pirority list these days

I had wanted to blog about my Saturday before the memories slowly fade away. If I could, I want one of those bowls that Gandalf has so that I can relive them.
I attended a bridal event on Saturday. Shocked eh, even I am. Esp given the current state of things where weddings totally pissed me off. I am still slightly pissed at it but nm.

My colleague had this extra ticket for a 'Fairytale Wedding;. Fairytale wedding - duh. I am not sure, Some girls dream of themselves as princesses on their wedding days, all dolled up beautifully and everything and die to get married. I don't. In fact, I have never thought of such a thing all my life, then and now. I was cynical at the invite itself 'Fairytale wedding'.

I was her plus one for that event. It was meant for marrying couples to go but we went together anyway. There was a 5 course lunch. It sucked pretty much anyway.

When I was there, they set up little rooms where they show you wedding stuff, from wedding cards (which pretty much all look the same to me), wedding gifts -which in my opinion chocolate is the best, why bother about bells or shot glasses or keychains. But I had to admit, some of the keychains were pretty cute, but then, if I had my choice, I will just choose the cheapest, afterall, half the people at your wedding do not know you and will not be bothered with what the table gift is. Choose chocolate, has endophins(spelling?), makes you happy, makes everyone happy.

Then, they had different menus for dinner course and colour schemes. It was so confusing. I flipped through it and left it back at the table. Duh, too much information on a Saturday. Its crazy. I could see so many couples poring over it all. Its crazy, I repeat. Again, if I had my choice, I will just pick the one that is cheap but does not look cheap. Who cares if you take pains to choose the nice nice fish or nice nice seafood, its all going to suck. With the exception of Tracy's wedding, how many of you actually tasted good food at a wedding???

We were then led into the ballroom where there was a fashion show, at least I attempted to look at the details on the gown. After the 5th gown, the 40 other gowns following it all looked the same to me.

I left the whole event, even more anti-wedding then before. I mean, its ok to get married, but to put so much emphasis on it, it misses the point for me.
Maybe I my mindset will change as I grow older, but thats it for now.

The saving grace was that my colleague was excellent company. It beats sleeping on a Saturday afternoon. I, however, did deliberately leave all the brochures that I collected with Alboy. It was more to see his reaction than anything. Haha.

Some people are born bitches

I re-read my last blog and cannot believe how happy i was there. It felt like so long ago, that happiness feeling.

*pause* am trying out the OTO Trimax that my mum bought while typing this. So I'm vibrating and itching. Its supposed to increase blood circulation so it itches. I'm supposes to last ten minutes with it, but its only 1 min now and I can barely feel my stomach already. Its so itchy. The last time I did some vibrating machine, I itched like crazy and turned all red, like freshly bloomed flowers in a spring meadow.

3 mins elapsed. Cannot take it anymore...So itchy..yikes

K, now that I ripped that thing off me I can think better and blog better.

After that spate of happiness, I got really really pissed, so bloody pissed I do not want to retype it all here. I think I narrated the whole story to so many people on msn that i am really really tired of repeating myself. In short, some people are born bitches and I hope with all my heart that the bitch gets her period on that day and stain her dress a horrific red for the whole world to see. That should suffice and appease me.

Alternatively, let it rain cats and dogs the whole day. Cats and Dogs as in big thunderstorm, to make things as difficult as possible on that day.
When I get mad, I rant. I think of loads of nasty things that I wish will happen to you. Believe me, I have quite an imagination and I usually don't care much.

I wish things will get more exciting.

I had wanted to go HK during the upcoming p.hols, but Alboy is so non-committal abt it that I decide i will forget about it. I will not let myself get so uptight over it. If I really do want to go, I will just plan and go myself. He had verbally agreed to go to HK with me. I did all the research - not much actually, but I found the flights and hotel contacts. I have enough miles to redeem a flight so all he has to do is to go book his flight or at least give me the go-ahead to book on his behalf. I have told him that, so the ball is in his court and I will not do anything. And the ball has been in his court since then, surprise.

Anyway, anyone up for beach volley in Sentosa anytime soon?
Or dinner in sentosa, beach front dinning, its quite cool. Quiet and breezy. (We can all hide in Guybrush's Kangoo and cheat on admission) Just a thought, like human smuggling.

K. May the bitch get her period on that day and make a bloody red mess for the entire world.

Happiness!

Its been some time.

Many things have happened. Now you can be jailed for your blog's contents. I still do not quite understand the whole thing. Those guys certainly deserve a hard knock on their heads for being so silly as to write such thing, or reveal their identities. But then again, those were the good old days when we thought the internet was a free space for everyone. Apparently, it seems not so.

I wonder what Sg youths will be like ten years later with no outlet to express themselves. First you complain we do not express ourselves, do not voice our opinions, when we do, we have to make sure they are politically correct first. Duh.

I do not know what those two guys wrote exactly.

If they attacked the religion itself, then it is so wrong, for obvious reasons. You cannot attack something age old which millions cling to as their faith just because you do not believe in it. This is why I walk away and try hard to keep my mouth shut when over-zealous Christians come evangelizing. They can get quite irritating sometimes, which in itself is so ironic. You keep me away by trying to spread the faith to me.

However, if they attacked the characteristic of the people of that race, then ... I have to say 'no comments'. Dun play play, wait kena jailed so 'no comments' it is.

Sigh. I still do not see how a jail term will help. Send them to community service, make them mingle with people of the faith to understand more and clear misunderstandings. That may be better. Now, I'm sure the halo effect of the whole saga is that everyone feels stifled. They will just talk about it among like-minded friends but not blog. How is the government able to police our thoughts? The whole thing reminds me of 1984 by George Orwell. Big brother is out there. Beware.

Enough of these.

I been quite happy these days. I took a day off on friday and had a great time.

I went shopping with my mum. I bet you didn't expect that, because any conversation between my mum and I usually sounds like a fighting match. However, I have to admit that as I grow older, I really learn to appreciate my parents more. Really, it frightens me what I'll be without them.

I bought a multicolored Papilllio. Or rather, my mum bought me a multi-coloured Papillio. Its my second pair of Birkenstock. My first pair was a orange, conservative design. Now, I have the multi colored ones. I was pondering for the longest time if they will match my denim skirt today but I decided against it and wore green heels instead. Can't wait to wear them.

I did my nails too. Its fantastic. The best I did so far. The girl really scrubbed all my calluses away. My sole is so soft and pinkish now, and mind you I had a lot a lot a lot of dead skin to start with. Go look for Melodyn at Espirit Wisma Level 3.

I bought a dress too!. I bought a nike top too!
Its amazing what one day off work can do to you.

I'm a happy girl today

because,

I got my hair cut!


I always thought of my hair as black, but somehow this photo makes it look brown. I had never dyed my hair. When I was younger, people would say , hey nice colour. Now, even the stupid hair dresser thinks its a badly dyed job.

To eliminate photogragh tricks, I took a pic of Alboy's hair and it turned out black all right.

Then, I saw a rainbow.


It was a really really really big rainbow. At the Macpherson Junction. Its been so long since I last since a rainbow and so big too. I only caught part of it in this photo since the car was moving.

Then, I finally used my metro vochurs and bought a bag!



i bought this but in orange. I was a little peeved after I did a google on it. They splashed the word italy all over but its actually a china owned copmany with a really crappy website. But thankfully, the bag's not too bad. But to pay for it without vochurs is too overpriced.

Then, I spent my $10 Marks and Spencer vochurs!
I bought mushroom soup, onion soup and minestrone soup. Yum Yum, I just hope they are not too salty as most canned food are.

So happy today.

Work

Today I will blog directly in Blogger instead of in some software where I can do spell check. So, there would be loads of spelling errors here. My spelling is atricious and I have been overly reliant on spell check and terrible handwriting all these years.

Its been slightly crazy at work these days. I am not overwhelmed by the sheer volume. I never do and I will never allow myself to be. I believe I work fast, unlike my xxx colleagues who are so darn inefficient. Have to use xxx, else will come under Sedition Act. One of my colleague left and she left me wiping her ass. I had already expected it. Thankfully she was also very inefficient so after frantically sorting out her sorry mess for a day, everything was more or less in order.

I am in charge of clearing her emails now. She gets only one or two work related emails a day. The rest are advertisments for spas, shopping, discounts, promotions, birthday reminders, all of which she signed up to, not spam.

I wonder what she does in her normal workdays. Chao Keng.

I am also glad that we have hit quota with two more weeks left to go. This means that I also can chao keng for 2 weeks before the cycle starts again. Thats me, coporate rat. Sometimes chao keng does you good.

I'm also glad its Friday tomorrow. Although the week seems to have whizzed by, Friday 5pm is still a lovely feeling.

There was a time..

I realised my writing these days has became too business-like. Its straight to the point. Hardly any adjectives.

I used to write more frivolously just a few years ago. Then, I could take the time to describe the surroundings, the feelings in whatever I wrote. I made references to other objects more.

Now, I write " I was on the bus when I saw this young couple"
A few years ago, I would have written "It was a sweltering day and I was squashed on the bus. A body wet from perspiration brushed against me, I turned around and saw this young couple"

Something like that.

I think I lost it.

Was reading an essay by a Secondary school kid and it jolted me.
I guess life hardened us.

Grrrrr

KNNCBB!

I think my DVD player is spoilt. I only watched a few shows on it.
- Aviator. Totally dumb show. Leo Dicarprio totally pisses me off. I cannot imagine I actually like Titanic then
- Spanglish. Soso, very average
- Disc 1 of Hotel Rwanda. Before it went caput on me, it went loading loading loading before it displayed 'bad', as if to mock me.

Its only a week and a half, its terrible.

Hotel Rwanda is probably the best show so far. The accent reminds me of one of my University Prof.

If you do not know what the show is about, let me summarise it for you,
In short, its a show about ethic cleansing and a man's effort to maintain humanity.

Long ago, the Belgians ruled Rwanda. They divided the people into the Hutu and Tutsis. The Hutu and the Tutsis were divided based on ridiculous criteria like width of nose and other physical features. The Tutsis were in power. However, when the Belgians left, they left power to the Hutu instead. All hell broke lose. The long oppressed Hutu wanted revenge on the Tutsis and went on to do a ethic cleansing. The UN and other international peace forces pulled out from Rwanda, leaving it to fend for itself.

The lead character, Paul, is a hotel manager. He is Hutu but his wife and his neighbours are Tutsis. During this period of mess, he turned Hotel Rwanda into a refugee place, keeping the Tutsis safe. Then....Disc 2. DVD player spoil.

So anti-climax.