Half Day

My Beastie Brother - Tan BoyBoy trying on his new green contact lens

After blogging, I went jogging with BoyBoy yesterday night. It is true that dogs are man's best companions. It seemed he knew that I was feeling down, hence, was not as mischievious as on normal days. Feeling desperate to talk over the phone, I called Fat Boy. Unfortunately, he was already asleep. Hung up disappointed. Wanted to call Accountant, but realized that I was still mad at him for his self-centred ways. Gave up the whole idea of calling up anybody and went online. Saw Christopher and said "hi" to him - Ultimately, he was turned off by the fact that I forgot his birthdate and he logged off. Nevermind, I couldn't do anything much to the limited storage of my brain. What's more, I was feeling down - Guessing & memory testing games were not for me yesterday.

Finally saw Ellen. We chat like the old days and boy, I was like I had Prozac. Felt happy and logged off. Indeed, it felt good to remove whatever that was clogging in the heart, be it anger, sorrow...However, when it was time to sleep, the dosage of Prozac wore off and tears rolled down abit before I dozed off to slumberland.

Supposed to be on leave today, but due to some interview issues, I had to go back to the office. Murmured a draggy and soft "Morning" to Boss when he happened to walk pass the moment the lift door opened. Didn't feel like talking to him. Felt dull and negative towards him. Work was stagnant with the many useless resumes, but time passed fast. Went for a lacklustre prawn noodle lunch with Adeline, Eugene and the rest. Boo...Came back to the office for my last interview for the day before I went back home.

The feeling of standing on the escalator while it was going downwards in the afternoon was fantastic - it meant the remaining afternoon didn't belong to the company; it belonged strictly to me : ) So happy to slack at home, pat Boyboy and gobble 3 mangoes.

This is life.

I Miss Amy

Today is the 28th of the month - Paycheck Day. Woke up with a sickening and dull feeling that Amy would be tendering her resignation on this very day. I just knew it, but I refused to come to terms with it. I want the B&F1 team aka Dream Team to stay like this forever and ever - Me, Amy, Adeline & Eugene. It used to be the 3 of us and Rightie, but ever since she left, and after much tears, we stuck to one another like glue and paper...We went out to have fun, we stuck our butts in the toilets hoping to squeeze more gossip and waiting for time to pass, walked around to find good lunch spots and vent our frustrations via email...

Indeed Amy threw in the letter today. I was overwhelmed with sadness. Tried controlling watery red eyes by acting stupid & funny, acting ga-ga over an Ah-Beng Treasury candidate (But he was indeed cool : P) and concentrating on reading CVs. I hate to say goodbye. I really hate to say goodbye, especially to a very good friend whom is very close. Fortunately, my years of practising extreme self-constraint paid off; I did not drop a single tear when the time came. We walked out of the office together and she said she wanted to hand umbrellas to Zen. We met up with him and Adeline's best friend, Asrin and we began to chat. After a while, she needed to go and tears began to well up in her big eyes. She hugged Adeline (That girl has really achieved Nirvana - Her emotion-controlling is superb) and wanted to hug me. I ran away because I could never handle it; sounds very heartless, I know. Hid behind the towering Zen, but Asrin caught me tearing. We left and boy, I was glad that I was not reduced to a water tap.

Went straight home after buying dinner. Felt drained after much emotion-controlling. Not much of an appetite and the shows on Channel 5 & 8 sucked. Went online and read Amy's blog. Saw her dedication to both Adeline and me. I couldn't control anymore and cry. Felt very childish, but I couldn't give a damn. I know I just miss her very much. Period.

*****

Dear Amy

Guess I didn't leave a fantastic impression when you and Zen reported to work on your first day. I felt angry because my leave was not approved and had to come back because Boss said he needed to train 2 newbies and I had to be in the office. At that point of time, I still missed Ben very much and seeing both you and Zen reminded me of the two of us. It made me want to puke. I am very sure now you know the feeling of losing your buddy over the most trivial issue eh?

Disliked your super high-pitched voice and your frilly frou frou dressing - Thought you were a political addition which would be a threat to the then-BGG paradise consisting Roy, me and Rightie. Though you belonged to my team, I chose to ignore you and you had to lunch with Jeline. Fortunately, Adeline joined you and both of you had each other. I continued to ostracize the both of you because I predicted you would leave - There was no point of getting to know you better since you were going to leave soon. It would be a waste of time. However, things took for a turn and after much persuasion from Rightie, I began to open up and go lunch with the 2 of you. In no time, I was vying with Jeline for you to go lunch with us. From there, the friendship took off.

Our friendship is never smooth-sailing. You are always the sensitive peacemaker and I am always the extreme troublemaker. There were times which we would go all out just to get our point right, even if it meant getting personal. There were also times which we would engage mini cold wars and avoid eye-contact, but what the hell, we were sitting opposite each other and imagine how difficult it was to coordinate walking pace in such a way we would be front and back respectively. Nevertheless, we had great fun together as well; A classic would be you pulling both tipsy Adeline and me together when we started to walk all over the places, celebrating Rightie's last day with the company at Asia Bar and so on. Wonder when we would have such fun again?

Realized that you are a fantastic person when you show kindness by sharing. You do not mind not having a share of fun so long as everybody is happy (Just like you gave up your seat to Eugene on the mahjong table) and turning me into a doll on the MS Charity Gala night. By saying all these is making me feel like dying of sadness.

Saw your blog - You are never alone in your career path. Everybody's struggling for their rice bowl and right now, we are just using different chopsticks (how lame). If ever you feel so sick about your job, you can always email us or chill out with us (We can also drink pints and pints of Hoeegarden like your other friends, you know?) Friends lose that touch because they did not make an effort to get connected. Let's make a pact to stay connected and go out at least twice a month? Shouldn't be too difficult har~As for your new job, I believe you can do it. Nobody goes into a job knowing everything - there ought to be a learning curve so that you find it a challenge right? If you still remember my favourite sentence " 我们是大学生, you know?", I believe you can make it work : )

Anyway, wish you all the best, Amy. I will miss you very much. I will hug you the next time we meet ok? (I think by the time the tears will not drop hor?)

*****

Sunday Morning

Time flies fast. It has exactly been a week since I went to Bintan for a short getaway. I still miss Mayang Sari, the beautiful beach and sun! Boohoohoo..

Later in the noon, I will be going out to have lunch with Aunt and Bro - They owe me a birthday treat : ) Not too sure what I want to eat - don't feel hungry, but I guess it will be Sushi Tei again. Nevermind, it's the company that matters, not the food. Speaking about birthday, last Friday (which was also my actual day), received a flower basket with a stuffed toy giraffe from Accountant. Was quite surprised because I thought he was always a scrooge, didn't expect him to get me a 70 bucks flower basket, which he would never spend on other normal days. Nevertheless, it was a sweet gesture from him : ) This guy really loved to throw rude shocks and pleasant surprises har~. Later in the night, my beloved colleagues and I went to Oosh to chill. Oosh is indeed a fantastic place, with a myriad of restaurants under the starlit sky. Took many pictures of ourselves and when they presented me a big birthday card with their warmest greetings and a stack of $10 notes. Felt extremely touched and had wanted to cry out loud. Thanks to my well-trained self-constraint, tears which welled up in my eyes continued to stay in their boundary. Saw Rightie and that moment, all grudges and anger dissipated into thin air - It has been too long and tormenting. We hugged (I am not a hug person) and at that point of time, we understood that that incident was passe. We would move on and not rack up again. Many thanks to my dearest nanny Amy and little kid Adeline for their coordination in this beautiful gathering and to Amanda, Cheryl, Eugene and Ellen Lee for their time, and lastly, to Fat Boy for his ice cream chocolate mud cake (Hope it didn't add inches to our waistlines!) Love you all guys!

25th Birthday @ Oosh

I think I have not mentioned about the Charity Gala which I went to last Tuesday. Went to J Salon in Fast East Plaza with Adeline to set our hair. Bloody hell, it cost a hefty 40 bucks for 20 bobby and hair pins and tonnes and tonnes of hairspray, despite looking nice. Rushed back to the office to change into our prom dresses. Refused to apply powder onto my clean face, but after a few hard knocks and arm locks from Amy, I relented and became her cosmetic palette. I must applaud her make-up application skills. Very professional and skillful albeit limited resources. *Clap Clap* I walked out of the toilet looking like a prom swan, with the constant worry that her stick-on silicon bra would slip down any moment.

Reached Ritz Carlton by Boss's car. The atmosphere was so formal that I didn't feel like walking around to mingle. Correction: I don't like formal events at all. Adeline and I escaped from the public eye to the toilet to take photographs : ) Thought that was the best thing to do. The food was average, though everybody claimed that it was fantastic. There were mashed crabmeat on top of mashed avocado mixed with tomatoes, creamy tom yam soup with a piece of shrimp and scallop, pan fried chicken thigh with sauteed mushrooms and greens and lastly, expresso brownie with chocolate mousse. Thought that the food wouldn't worth $500, albeit freeflow of wine. Had downed 4 glasses of red wine and wanted more, but wouldn't be nice to grab the whole bottle in front of the clients, particularly, my client. Was sure she wouldn't want a drunkard to fill her positions eh?

Went home to remove the bobby and hair pins from my hair...Had a tremendous hard time washing my hair - Felt like crying. My poor hair!!!

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Birthday

Today is 25th May and it is my birthday. When I was a little girl, I loved birthdays because I would get to be the princess for that day, eat my favourite Black Forest cake and collect gifts from relatives. However, when I get older, birthdays are just like other normal days. In fact, it is sad because I am another year older : ( As you know, women age fast, so blob blob blob...

Nevertheless, it's a waste not to make any wishes on this day. Let me make my 10 wishes now:

1. Get monthly paycheck of 4000 bucks so that I can shop shop shop till I drop
2. Never get fat regardless how much rice I eat (Rice is my greatest love!)
3. Be rid of all zits / scars / pimples / blackheads from my face ever!
4. Will not have flyaway hair so that I do not need to spend 10 minutes twirling it every morning
5. Possess my own car so that I can go wherever I want and be solely responsible for all bumps and scratches
6. Get to eat my favourite ba chor mee as well as I like (Adeline and Amy! You've heard it!Haha)
7. Have explosive multiple orgasms whenever I have sex. *Nosebleed*
8. Be the lady boss of a spa resort so that I can have aromatherapy as and when I like
9. Travel - Leave my footprints around the world except Iraq : P
10. Own an apartment in the Carribean condominium

May all my wishes be fulfilled and Happy Birthday to me! Yay~

Tick Tick Tick

The time now is 5:38pm. Another few more minutes to go before I dash out of the door. My appointment with Tommy, my hairstylist, is at 6:30pm. Will be meeting up with Sworn Sista after that, or rather, I knew that she would be late, hence, I fixed that appointment to fill in that blank slot (it's better than rotting in the office or roaming around the malls till the legs break!)

Guess my hair is in a serious state right now - It soaked up alot of salty seawater and UV rays in Bintan before being conditioned to 4 shampoo-excluding-hair conditioner washes. Could actually hear the breaking sound of the hair while dragging the comb through the tangles. : ( I knew my scalp was crying out loud, but I couldn't do anything! Continued to drag the comb till each strand of hair fell into place. Thought that I could salvage my poor hair by pouring tonnes of hair conditioner onto it and just when it responded to SOS, I had to set my hair for the MS Charity Gala. Went to J1 Salon in Far East Plaza with Adeline and the hairstylist, with her creativity and skill, transformed us from plain Janes (or Ah Lians) to prom princesses. We were very satisfied with the positive comments from our colleagues and clients, but deep down, we knew our scalp and hair were suffering from the tonnes of hairspray and thousands of hairpins and bobby pins...

As expected, had a tremendous hard time washing away the hairspray...

The time now is 5:54pm...I have to breeze through debrief and then rush to meet my saviour!

Bintan Tales

It has been two days since I came back from Bintan - I simply love the place. The beautiful and cosy room of Mayang Sari, the fine sand, crystal clear water and the warm rays of the sun. It makes me feel so sick just thinking about it right now. Argh!

This is the bed which I slept on it - It's a bed of dreams. One would never want to wake up when lying on the soft mattress...













Here I am..on the bed of dreams...












Not only that, I had great fun swimming in the open sea. Life becomes so beautiful when you achieved freedom. Went to massage cum spa which is so different from Singapore's - The masseuses were very professional despite having to work overtime. After 140 minutes of body scrub, massage and herbal bath, I felt so rejuvenated and pumped up. It just feels so good to be massaged! Also had the experience of seafood dining at the kelong. Wonderful feeling..despite being bitten by a swarm of mozzies.



Me at the kelong..In the background are where the fishes and prawns are...














Me in front of my room which overlooks the beautiful sea.














Last stop before I returned to Singapore was at Pasar Oleh Oleh. It's a small village selling souvenirs and sundresses. Exhorbitant prices turn us off...Just because we are tourists doesn't mean we have to be like "carrot heads" awaiting to be chopped!






Because Bintan is a small place and though I love her, doubt I will go back - I would rather spend my money on other places which I have never been to before..At least I can leave my footprints on the surface of the universe!

Once Again...

Met up with Skinny Bones at my bus-stop before we took Bus 196 to City Hall. As we were early, I ran up to Robinson's to buy the silicon-material stick-on strapless bra, which I need it for the upcoming Gala. Holy cow, it costs a hefty $69.90. I feel like dying. To have my butt placed on the $500 seat, I need to spend $73 (dress) + $16 (lipstick) + $69.90 (strapless bra) = S$158.90! That's a lot of money. Imagine I can spend it on other stuff...What the hell. Fortunately, I have the leopard print shoes and the clutch bag form Amy..otherwise, I would have to spend more. I am getting pissed!

Had dinner with Wai Kin, Skinny Bones, Charis and Zhaoxin at Outback Steakhouse in Millenia Walk. Ordered medium-rare steak with a jacket potato on the side. Was quite happy devouring the piece of juicy chunky red meat, washed down with iced Coke. Conversation wise, it was a tad boring because everybody was sitting around a big table and I guess it was more difficult to talk.After everybody had finished, we asked for the bill - This was the moment I always hate. Dollars and cents would be calculated to the exact denomination. I feel that as friends, why should we be so calculative? It is always easier to total up and divide instead of using the calulator function in the mobile phone and count the price of dish you ate.

After mind-blogging calculation, we walked to Marina Square. Had wanted to go to the Harry's Bar at Esplanade to chill out, but due to the time, we decided to settle for Coffee Club at Marina Square. Felt like something cold, hence, ordered an iced latte. They threw me a pleasant surprise by ordering a slice of blueberry cheesecake with a candle while I was in the ladies' : ) We also had in-depth discussions regarding hypothetical questions like "Would you like your other half to be younger" (for the guys) and "Do you like to go dutch / pay for your other half" (for the girls). Quite interesting to have such small talk. In the end, I paid for their drinks to prevent myself to see the painful "use-the-mobile phone-to-calculate" scene.

Quite happy today because I could see them again..and it is really sweet of them to throw me a pleasant surprise, despite being mild-natured. They are people who are not like Amy and Adeline, who are so fun-loving and spontaneous. Anyway, for the next meeting, it would be next month at East Coast Park. Activity would be: Cycling.

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Yesterday & The Day Before

Wanted to go jogging last Thursday. As usual, me tightened Boyboy's collar and went to the shoe rack to put on my 3 year old Nike shoe. To my horror, they were missing! I frantically asked Gramps where she kept the them - She and my Aunt simply love to keep things away from the human eye. She replied that she did not meddle with them. There was a nagging instinct telling me that they were stolen, but I refused to believe. Called Aunt on her mobile phone to ask if she wore them to work (I knew it was impossible; nobody would wear formal office wear with sports shoes). Her "No, I didn't see them" literally cut all strings of hope, which made my whole world crash down. Left with no choice, I wore my Aunt's black walking shoes (which she used to wear to work) and went for my jogging. Argh~ When I was running, my thoughts were: When that particular stuff is there, you would just take it for granted, thinking that it does not contribute much to your daily life, but when it is gone, you feel lost and regret why you did not cherish it in the first place. In my case, regret placing my shoes outside my house ( T - T ). It means having to spend money on a new pair of shoes. Damn.

Had my appraisal yesterday morning. Got a reasonably good review of my work performance and got what I want for my increment. However, as for the position of Team Lead, Boss mentioned that he would make the official announcement in the next quarter - he would like to continue to monitor my performance as well as the team's. Well, it's perfectly fine with me, so long as I get the money.

Went to Good Boy Eugene's house for a splendid dinner of baked salmon with mashed potato. The former was of standard, but not the latter - too bland despite adding big chunks of butter. (Imagine how fattening it was!) Played mahjong, drank Hoegaarden (with courtesy from Amy) and Bailey's (from Good Boy Eugene) and ate Van Houtan chocolates (with courtesy from me!). It was pure fun, fun and more fun. How I wish there would be another gathering not too long next time!

Later, I am meeting my uiversity mates to have my pre-Birthday dinner. The venue will be at Outback Steak House at Millenia Walk. Wow, juicy red meat! Yummy yummy!

One question still floats in my mind - Why would anybody want to steal a 3 year-old Nike shoe?

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Gala Blues II

The moment the PC hang, I felt lost - I did not publish the blog and there went my effort and time! It's no longer the same if I rewrite the whole blog. The "feel" is gone. Nevertheless, I shut the PC and went to watch TV.

This morning, as usual I couldn't wake up. I was dead in my dreams. At first, I thought it was Saturday and I was smiling to myself. On second thought, the realization that it was only Thursday jerked me up from sleep and I hurried to the bathroom for my icy cold bath - Because I believe bathing in cold water is good for the hair and skin : p despite the sickening feeling of cold water felling onto warm body.

Work today was usual. Nothing much to share except we went to Food Republic in Wisma to have lunch. Had sinful chicken rice with Pepsi...Very fattening. Argh.

Yesterday went to Vivocity with Amy and Adeline to buy some stuff for the upcoming gala. Bought a $73 black cocktail dress at Forever 21 and a $16 red lipstick at some Korean beauty shop. Prior to the shopping, we had dinner at Sakae Sushi in HarbourFront. Finally met up with Marc, Amy's boyfriend. He comes across as a simple and sincere guy. Happy for Amy and hope to hear wedding bells ring soon! Dinner was a treat from Amy, who insisted. Not too sure why she was that generous, but hope that it would not be the last of the last dinners we would be having together. Definitely know that Amy is going to leave for greener pastures soon, and I know I am going to miss her very much, her infectious laughter and big heart! : )

I am so full with dinner now. Felt like plopping onto bed and sleep, but I have to go jogging later on. Try to jog at least 3 times per week so that I will not grow fat~ So sad!

Tomorrow is Friday. After work, we will be going to Eugene's house to try his specialty salmon! Really looking forward to tomorrow evening!

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Gala Blues

I was supposedly to be on leave today, but due to some issues, I had no choice but to cancel the leave and turn up. The worst thing was that it started to rain at 7am, best time to hide under the warm and toasty blanket and sleep~ It was great temptation to heck whatever pending issues and give in to the sleep demon. Bit my lip, smack my head and went to get ready for work.

Went to work with a heavy mood (Regret not giving in to the sleep demon). Saw Adeline walking into the toilet. She seemed different; Curious, I followed her into the toilet and she began to pour her sorrows - Briefly mentioned that the guy she liked did not respond to her smses after they exchanged some views regarding own philosophies. Was quite surprised that she actually had the initiative to sms him after he accused her of not respecting his philosophy - Usually, she is the devil-may-care type, who doesn't give two hoots to such things. Hmmm, this guy must have an important standing in her little stoney heart. I listened to her while she was talking. Remained silent because I believed she needed a listening ear more than counselling words. Hope she would not feel that I was bored with her sorrows. Anyway, for such guys, they belong to Type B (There was a Korean show regarding this category of guys) - Self-centred, selfish, flirtatious. It can be quite difficult to tie their fluttering hearts (and horny dicks) down. Lots of patience and sincerity is required to melt them, but how much youth does a girl have? Really hope that this little dearie of mine is just having teenager infatuation, and not in love with him, because I am afraid that she might be hurt,ultimately. *Keep two fingers crossed*

The list for the Microsoft Charity Gala is confirmed. I am attending it next Tuesday and I will be bringing my client, the HR Manager of a German telco MNC. Hope it will not be too arkward because both of us communicate via email and telephone all the time and the first and only time when I met up with her was when Boss and I delivered a X'mas logcake to her office. The meeting lasted less than 20 minutes. But after two clients of mine rejected the invitation, I am truly grateful to her for accepting the invitation : )

One big headache: The gala would be a formal event and all attendees are supposed to be in formal attire, which means that I have to be in either a cocktail dress or evening gown! As a super casual dressing person whose top priority is comfort, I have none of those frilly frou frou garb. No choice, in order to be in my utmost formal, my pocket has to have a hole. Intend to buy a simple (most likely black again) cocktail dress so that I can wear it in future, else I know my heart will bleed to death if I have to wear it only once. Also plan to trim my bob on that afternoon so that Tommy, my hairstylist, can help me style my bob at the same time. In this way, I hope to save money! I like to have a beehive on my head, but I guess it would not be possible due to the length of my short bob. As for makeup, there is zero intention to apply powder on my face (I am terrified of clogged pores!). Guess I will turn up with lined eyes, heavily mascara-coated eyelashes and red lips. No powder on my face. No no no!

Guess this should be fine. Will be going to shop with Adeline and Amy tomorrow. Hope to have a fruitful shopping trip to cure my headache!~

Mon(ster) Day

Today is the 1st day of the week. As usual, I went to work with a heavy heart and a long face. I hate getting into the MRT train on Monday mornings because everybody will be like me - in a bad mood, and we would prefer a wider radius of personal space. Whoever threads into the personal space will get a "tsk" from the other. But we all understand that we are all "Monday Victims". Usually, I would rush to the first cabin of the train and once I found myself a corner, I would plug into my ishuffle and zone out all the way from Queenstown to Raffles Place.

It has been a long time since I met up with Accountant after the ugly incident that happened in Coffee Club. Had wanted to meet him up for a short dinner, but he said that he would be very late and told me to go for other appointments. Called Fat Boy, but he was busy with his clients. Messaged Bro, but he had other dinner appointment. No choice, I went home, thinking that it would be nice to have a heartwarming bowl of Maggie mee. Alas! There was none left. Wanted to run to the provision shop to buy, but on second thought, I felt lazy. Instead, I made myself 2 pieces of ham & cheese toast and a glass of iced Milo. Not to forget, I grabbed a small can of tomato baked beans as well, lest I felt hungry later. Cannot be bothered to watch the 9pm show because I thought it was a tad boring and mainly I was too tired.

Yesterday went to Crystal Jade at Suntec to have a late lunch. Customer service was bad. The quality of the food was bad. I felt so sick and to make up for the substandard lunch, we went to Swenson's for ice cream. Not bad, but I felt fat. Regardless, so long as Aunt is happy, I am happy as well : )

Happy Mother's Day!

Finally, the pictures which we took when we went to Sun With Moon and Barfly are out, with courtesy from Amy! Saw the pictures and I am even more determined that I am cute : P

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Mother's Day

Today's Mother's Day. While most daughters pamper their mothers with jewellery and treats on this day, I don't. Instead I am going out for lunch with my Aunt. I guess I would be happier this way. When I was young, I was left in the care of Gramps and Aunt, because Mummy had to work and because I was the firstborn, her excuse was she didn't know how to take care of me. Hence, I lived with my two fairy godmothers since then. To me, Mummy is just a stranger whom I have to address as "Mummy". Sad to speak. Anyway, planned to give Aunt a good lunch treat, assumingly in Sushi Tei again. Bought her 2 pairs of ankle stockings when I went to JB yesterday. That should nicely do the job as Mother's Day present : )

Went out for lunch with the Newbies, Jojo and Jacintha, last week. Jojo was a PR manager with The Cannery before she joined us. Jacintha's last occupation remains as a mystery because I did not attempt to ask her - we were too shocked by her weird mannerisms. She comes across as an "off" person - in terms of dressing, behavior etc. Whatever, see how it goes, but I doubt she will stay long in the company. As for Jojo, she is a complete opposite of Jacintha - she comes across as sincere and warm. Though simple in dressing, her personality is outstanding. We had substandard lunch at the anonymous coffeeshop before proceeding to the Fullerton Hotel. Reminded me of a very close friend who brought me to the Amarita Spa. Felt that if we could slack in the beautiful place instead of going back to the hell hole, that would be so fantastic!~

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Spent my yesterday in JB. Went for a good massage, good shopping (at Watson's though) and a good dinner at Cha Chan Teng. Accountant always likes to ask me "Why JB?" My reply would be because the things there are relatively cheaper than Singapore and the service level is on par, or even better, so why shouldn't I go to JB? Take for example, last Saturday, I went for a 90 min massage & bodyscrub in Singapore for $119. For yesterday's 90 min aromatherapy massage, the price was RM 124, equivalent to $60. Almost half the price! Despite many cases of Singaporeans being robbed and attacked, I guess so long as one takes the necessary precautions and practises basic respect, it should be fine. Yesterday was at Cha Chan Teng, we were sitting beside a group of rowdy Singaporean teenagers who were talking and laughing so loudly. If we were affected by them, guess others would be as well. As a Singaporean, I felt ashamed of them. Why be clowns in public?

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When's the Day?

Today is only Wednesday. This week seems to be slow, or rather, every single week is crawling slower than the last. Guess I slept late yesterday night, hence, I felt so lethargic the whole day. It didn't help that I had a filling nasi lemak lunch and of course, "that-once-in-a-month" thingy that happened in the late afternoon compound the lousy feeling. Didn't have the mood to read through the hundred plus resumes in my inbox - I just simply browsed and flagged it, hoping that I would go through them the next day. Played sudoku and got stuck several times. Fortunately, Eugene, the sudoku master was there to help and felt a sense of achievement when I completed it. Yay! I am a rubberstamp level 3 player within 2 days : )

Received news from Boss that we are going to Microsoft Charity Gala on the 22nd. Don't feel excited about it because, firstly, each of us has to bring along a favourite client. Secondly, since it's a black tie affair, I don't have an evening gown and I don't see the need to buy one for that 3 hours and I know I won't be wearing it ever - it will be stashed in the corner of my wardrobe. Worse, my favourite client didn't even reply to my invitation. Argh~

Supposedly to be meeting up with Sworn Sister for dinner today. But she called at the very last minute to cancel it. Went with Amy, Adeline and Eugene to G2000 to shop for clothing before going for dinner with them (excluding Amy). Felt super brain-dead and tired - Just hope to go home to rest and relax. I simply cannot believe that tomorrow is only Thursday...

So little yet so many things to do....

My nasi lemak lunch - S$5.50

Brother BoyBoy

Realised that Gramps dotes on BoyBoy more than Brother & me. Perhaps, it's the time spent together that the bond between her and the puppy is established. Every morning, she would be waiting for the puppy to wake up so that she can play and "communicate" with him. In addition, her love for him involves clearing his pee&poo station and feeding him with chunks of boiled pork mixed with steamed rice. If he is distracted, she would coax him like a baby. Omigod! Both Brother & I do not have that kind of TLC treatment from her anymore.

Due to the love and care from my Gramps, Boyboy's behavior is increasingly bad..Starting to behave like a spoiled kid - When the human beings in the family step out of the dog, he would start to bark with all his force and he grabs whatever you have on hand by jumping and pawing at you. Usually I would just close an eye (due to pure laziness), but sometimes, when he gets increasingly too much, I would draw the cane - his bane. But most of the time before the cane lays itself onto his furry body, Gramps would just stop the whole affair by shouting at me or asking the latter to go to her side. It makes me wonder should I start to identify Boyboy as my brother instead of my pet. Arghhhh~

Guess am growing fatter by the good food I had for the past 2 days - Yesterday went to Kenny Rogers with Fat Boy to have a hearty meaty dinner of chicken thigh, pork ribs, baked beans, fragrant rice & coleslaw (I never touch the creamy stuff though), despite receiving an afternoon email regarding maggots crawling out of raw pork after a can of coke is poured onto it. I think meat is fantastic - I would just drown myself if meat disappears from this universe.

With Fat Boy @ Kenny Rogers 070507

This afternoon, as Amy wanted to try the North Indian cuisine which she missed the other time, we decided to pamper the big baby, albeit a hole in our pocket, by going there once again. We chat and had our filling and expensive lunch of curry, naan (or dosai) and veggie. Not to forget my favourite coke (lite). A nice and satisfying meal always induce sleepiness afterwards...

Lunch with Amy, Adeline & Eugene

Thoughts

As an escapist, I hate confrontations with people around me. I am fine with them walking up to me and shoot whatever negative opinions they have, but I hate it when it comes to my turn, unless absolutely necessary. Usually when I feel pissed about something, I would keep mum about the whole thing (and also clam myself up - no more chummy) unless the other party initiated a "showhand". Only then I would throw up whatever grievances and unhappiness.

I am always afraid of watching horror shows. However, yesterday while I was watching "The Eye", miraculously, I did not cover my ears. I was too pissed:

He: Checked my emails and read your blog. Quite obvious you did not miss me. You did not mention me at all. Guess I am fading away from you ya.
Me: If you want me to write about you, guess you would not be able to take it. If you really want to see your name, start your own blog.
He: You would write all the "cannot make it stuff" about me ya? Instead of reconciling whatever differences, you kept pushing on. If there is someone waiting to be with you, and if you think I am not worth to be with you, tell me, I will accept it with stride and won't hold you back from your greener pasture.
Me: That's not the issue. You know what I am driving at. I hate your fucking attitude at the Coffee Club. It's just over a sofa seat and obviously, you did not enjoy the Sentosa trip.
He: Because they made you stand for too long and gave us attitude. I wanted to pay them back.
Me: Don't bluff. You know you wanted to have it your way.
He: Don't believe forget it. Actually I enjoyed the Sentosa trip. Just that you are too "kan cheong", I am too relaxed.

I guess I really hate people with sickening attitude, especially when you are in the wrong and you insist you are right. Used to have a boyfriend who is like that and it is very tiring to bring out the whole incident and explain why you feel he is in the wrong. And it is more tiring if he insists that he is in no wrong and both of you debate what is wrong and what is right. Ultimately, most of the time spent together is on debating what is right and what is wrong - not very constructive. In the end, I gave up telling him why he was wrong and it resulted in a split because we had nothing to talk about. It was a relief actually. No point forcing yourself to be in a non-constructive relationship.

Heard from Amy that she has this female friend who is constantly verbal and physical abuse from her boyfriend. In addition, he made her pay for his stuff. There was even once that he pushed her, pulled her hair and banged her head against the hard turmac ground. I freaked out. My god, why does this non-human thing exist in this world and why does the girl not leave him? I cannot tolerate such treatment. As a materialistic and self-centered person, I shuddered at the thought of going dutch / paying for guys when out for dinner dates, what's more paying for his handphone? I think at the very first instance he mentioned about me paying for his mobile phone, I would just run away and be unreachable for the rest of his life.

Anyway, went to Vivocity with Aunt just now. Went window shopping - I saw a Forever 21 pink retro top which I liked very much, but the thought of an Eygptian-designed blue top and a leopard print top, which I bought at the same store, is still stashed somewhere in the corner of my house prevented me from any purchase. Walked out of the door feeling fine..(Um, I think so). Then as usual, Aunt wanted to find a nice place to sit down. We went to Swenson's for nice ice cream.

Shopping @ Vivocity 060507

Memory Lane

Today's expenditure:

90 minute facial at Aunt Helen's : S$70
90 minute body scrub cum massage : S$119
Feeling of being pampered : Priceless

Just came back from feeling like Cleopatra. The feeling, despite oily from the essence oil, is fantastic! How I wish I can have this kind of treatment more often. Actually both appointments were unplanned - I was actually fiddling with the handphone when I saw Aunt Helen's number. Thinking that she might not pick up again, I pressed "call" for fun. Amazingly, she picked up and we fixed the facial appointment at 12:30pm. During the process of unclogging dirt from my face, she was trying to hardsell her products and convince me to use compact powder and moisturizer because the combo can prevent external dirt from getting into the pores. And as usual, I would just go "hmm hmm, ya ya" because of the pain caused from her fingers and needles and the possibility that I might have a big hole in my pocket. I knew I had to brush her away. Feeling aching in the bones, I was thinking of how nice if I went for massage as well. I was salivating at the thought of strong hands unravelling the knots of my aching body. On impulse, I fixed a massage appointment. *Ka ching Ka ching, there went my moolah*

Last Wednesday, met up with Pat and Ping. It had been a year since I met the two of them. We met up at a Japanese restaurant in the basement of Takashimaya. It was great to know that both of them were doing fine, especially Ping, who is going to ROM this June. Saw the $3K diamond ring on her finger (Reminded me of my own diamond ring sitting in the underwear compartment). Chat about marriage and HDB flats. Kinda dry to me because I was not at that stage. Realised that marriage STILL costs a bomb. It is not just signing the paper, throwing a banquet, taking wedding photographs, getting a house and full stop. It is more than that. How frightening~. Anyway, it was still good to see the 2 of them. At least we know that we would still meet up no matter how busy we are.

With Ping & Pat 030507

Went for hot and steaming prawn noodles for lunch last week with Amy, Adeline & Eugene. It was pouring cats and dogs, but our adventurous spirits and passion for good food brought us to taste the fantastic Boat Quay hae mee in some anonymous coffeeshop. Ultimately, we were soaked to the skin despite carrying umbrellas, but we remain happy and satisfied. That's most important.

Pursuit of Hae Mee

Labour Day

Today is Labour Day. It's a great day to rejuvenate the soul of every single worker in Singapore. I spent the day sleeping and watching Channel 62. I woke up at 11 to have my brunch of pan fried soya duck and porridge. Watched "A Chinese Tall Story" and Stephen Chow's "007" before proceeding to nap. Was woken up by Aunt who came home from work and the both of us went to Alexandra Village to have dinner.

Still suffering from the sunburn. Though not as painful as on the day itself, the skin is still red and raw. Every single touch on the flesh is a torture. Regret going to work yesterday because it was pure sucky - Other than the painful sunburns, I felt internal flames engulfing me (too heaty) and my crooked neck. I wished badly for time to pass so that I could go home and rest (it was true, yesterday after having dinner, I went to have a short nap before catching the last episode of "The Homecoming" and "Ghost Ship" - What more can I say? I am a true blue TV junkie!

How I got the sunburns is due to our annual tombsweeping last Sunday. Though many of the family members are absent due to various reasons, we had fun. I guess it is rather important to have this practice otherwise you would never have a chance to know who your ancestors are, anyway, it's just once a year. Nothing much to ask for. Saw the picture of my late Grandfather on his tomb. felt happy because it was like "Hey Ah-Gong, here I am again! How are you? Hope you are fine. Bless me ok?" At least his in good condition and we brought along bags of gold and silver paper, food which consisted of duck, fruits, curry chicken and suckling pig. Saw many other tombs; some were broken, some were deserted. Wonder how the owners felt (if they could feel). Guess many of them slogged hard for their kids when they were still alive and look what happened? I cringed at the thought of it and hoped I would not be like them...

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