Bite me

No prizes for guessing the person who dislikes the so-called good day today. On the plus point, I get to read as much as I want to !

HelLie.: SIV, Ebola, We kill humans !!! :. says:
hello ...
HelLie.: SIV, Ebola, We kill humans !!! :. says:
not out ?
HAPPY DEEPAVALI & SELAMAT HARI RAYA!..Big doors move on small hinges...blog in...wwwheartstopianconnect.blogspot.com says:
hey hi.....later mayb......how was ur hibernation?
HelLie.: SIV, Ebola, We kill humans !!! :. says:
quite good actually
HelLie.: SIV, Ebola, We kill humans !!! :. says:
just woke up ...
HelLie.: SIV, Ebola, We kill humans !!! :. says:
hehe ...
HAPPY DEEPAVALI & SELAMAT HARI RAYA!..Big doors move on small hinges...blog in...wwwheartstopianconnect.blogspot.com says:
hahaha...just like goldilocks
HelLie.: SIV, Ebola, We kill humans !!! :. says:
anymore inane conversation and I would have to slit my wrists after slitting my relatives' throats !
HelLie.: SIV, Ebola, We kill humans !!! :. says:
imagine that ... murder cum suicide on Hari Raya's day ... at Bedok ...
HelLie.: SIV, Ebola, We kill humans !!! :. says:
niceeeee ....
HAPPY DEEPAVALI & SELAMAT HARI RAYA!..Big doors move on small hinges...blog in...wwwheartstopianconnect.blogspot.com says:
aiyooo.more like deepavali drama mama show....

Life is ...

... funny at times. Funny, weird and not funny haha kind. Never say I am not the adventurous type. Guess I cannot say no to smelling like barbequed meat in a space of three days. I was back to GS bazaar. With my mother in tow this time. Spending loads of cash and buying loads of meat. The cooked kind. Abysmally, I had thought the "alien family" would be around so Mom and I bought a number of foodies. The "A-F" decided not to make an appearance at all. All the more for me, no ? NO ! My dad, being the temperamental kind earlier today wanted to feed the "A-F". So Siti brought home the excesses. Again, never say I am not the generous type.

So it's just Mom, Dad and funny ol' me. This time, funny haha kind although some people might not be able to resist calling me the weird type. Ah, well. All those comments matter none to me. It just makes me the fun character to everyone. After all, who needs the drag when you can add colour to other people, eh ?

So there my GS bazaar part deux. Only this year, I can fondly remember as the year when I voluntarily stepped to join the throngs of the Malay community at the GS bazaar. Not once but two times.

*shudders*

My funny work week

The beginning of this week marked the welcome of two major religious festivals in Singapore. The Hindus and the Muslims will both be celebrating the Festival of Lights and Eidulfitri. Which also means that there are number of people who had decided to take the whole week off to go on an extended holiday. Case in point, R. He's gone back home. Ah ... How nice it is to work overseas. At least there is little chance to indulge in famicide. Ha.

So my calender for this week goes something like:

Monday: Work
Tuesday: Pub Hol
Wednesday: Work
Thursday: Pub Hol
Friday: Leave
Saturday: Open House

*sighs*

Geylang Serai bazaar

It all started so innocently. I was late getting off work again today. Jas was also working late so I figured, no harm in waiting for her and finish whatever outstanding work. So when it's time to go, I was all psyched up to go home. Have a good, refreshing bath. Rolling my head and shoulders, trying to work out the kinks after hunching over my desk filling up immigration forms, I wanted to just go home and chill. Watch a couple of movies or something.

Walked to the bus stop, chatting amiably to Jas. Took bus 170 and thought, goodie ... my connecting bus 23 will not cause any problems. Halfway through the journey, my big mouth accepted my foot by suggesting to Jas to go down to Geylang when I found out she'd been stood up. And so we decided to go Geylang Serai bazaar and that was when I promptly discovered I'd forgotten my mobile.

After changing to bus 51 at Bugis, we reached GS bazaar after 20 minutes. Whoa ! Hoardes and hoardes of people ! Did I forget to mention I am not so good in crowds ? There I was trying hard not to hyperventilate. Looking at the foodies on display. Walking with the crowds back to back. Paper bags, where art thou ?

Anyways, I managed the experience well. Coming out of the place smelling a little like the barbequed meat I'd bought. Quite the adventure I had, going to GS bazaar voluntarily ...

Not to blame

Finally I've been given a reprieve from fasting. You know what H said, "Bloody hel(l)!" and yes, I have to admit because after all, I am bleeding ! Hah. Corny, off colour office joke. I like that guy but at times, he can be so self destructive in his pursuits of "whackings" ! Again another insider joke. But let's move beyond that.

Jas and Mother are certainly happy ... They've been itching to swan around Clementi, Bukit Batok, Bukit Panjang and Choa Chu Kang on our usual lunch haunts when the food in the canteen drags us down. Again and again I tell them, no obvious lunch-dos ! After all I gotta respect Ramadhan !

We will plan something within this few days. Will keep ya'll updated !

Make me another one to go

The great lengths people go to to get work done.

Guess where I was a couple of hours ago ? Work. I was not supposed to be in this Sat but guess what was waiting for me when I came back to work on Thursday ? More work. And there I was trying to get back to datelines and meetings and what do I need to do yesterday ? Mass mailing out ! The work with the mostest ! Having no mailing room, it's all like a one (wo)man's duties ! Thank God for nice work colleagues !

Anyways, I am off to bed. Yeap ... Lack of caffeine causes me to be the mostest grumpy and sleepy person. Toodles !

Ah ... My word

Don't you just wish sometimes it's better to not face tomorrow ? At times I can be quite the pessimist and during those times I wish I was living the life of leisure. Leisure in not having to think who'd be bringing home the paycheck. Whether the amount will be sufficient, and if you can hang on until the next month when it all starts again. Don't we all wish that we were born with that proverbial silver spoon ?

Moments like that usually "attack" me when I'm doing the most mundane things. Like checking my email. My work email. Oh, it's my fault. I could have waited until tomorrow and plunge myself deep in the rigeurs of what we call looking after your rice bowl.

If you had not noticed, I was on leave to ensure I pass and complete my part time course which is beginning to be a drag. My social life is shot dead. My efforts half past. I am just exhausted ! I wish, I don't have to compete paper trail with anyone. Alas ! In a perfect world we don't and this sure ain't a perfect world.

I guess I am not just tired in studies, I am tired of work. Of particularly working in the same place for a sixth of my entirety. Don't you you just wish you can just give it all up ? Give up the creature comforts, the advancement of technology and just herd ? Travel from place to place trying to find people or creatures who may or may not be the same as you. Delightful thoughts I must say.

I have to go out and see the world. I must if I need to keep thoughts of "better be dead than alive" from springing everytime I ran out of my happy pills.