Tired. No, plain exhausted !

And I didn't even have to work today.

I have just reached home from the library. Borrowed 8 books, managed to find a Jane Green (The Other Woman), Freya North (Love Rules), Jonathan Kellerman (Rage), Jenny Colgan (Where Have All The Boys Gone ?) and Louise Bagshawe (Monday's Child). All serious books. Okay, some more than the others.

After breaking fast, I quickly made my way down to prevent additional fines. So now that I am back, a quickie post, a quickie meal and a long, languorous reading time.

I am on leave

On leave, you say ?

Yesh, yesh ...

Boy am I glad to be away from work on the first day I start my fast. I don't think I could have stand the acclimatising of my body to go without food or drink in front of the public.

I'd just die !

Hahaha ... Dramatics, that honey, I am never short of.

Isn't she lovely ?

Well, well ... Blogger had finally decided to allow me to post sometime tonight. I had been waiting for the page to load for 10 minutes at least. Horrid. *shakes head*

So anyways, I left my work place less than 2 hours ago. Make that an hour, twenty minutes ago. I was all tied up in completing my outstanding tasks to even bother to look at the clock. As always, I was the last one to leave the office. Seeing that I will be on leave tomorrow, I just had to burn my midnight oil so as not to delay my colleagues' tasks.

I am considerate like that. Silly, you may think. There I was stuck in the office for more that 12 hours just so I can take a full day off tomorrow.

Ahah .. ! You don't know. That if I had opted for a half day leave, I will be at work for the whole day.

Ah wells, the story of my life. :D

One plus point though, I will finally join the rest of my sisters and brothers in observing the holy month of Ramadhan. Auntie Rosie's visit had finally ended *YAY !*. Abstinence, major key word. No more coffee, ahhhh ... My one and only true love now. :)

Right then. I had better end this here. I am in the middle of composing an email to R with regards to some outstanding things for tomorrow. I have faith everything will go without a hitch.

Everybody now, generate the positive thinking.

OOOMMMMMMMMMMMM .....

Johnny Mathis ~ Misty

Look at me,
I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree
And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud
I can't understand,
I get misty just holding your hand.

Walk my way,
And a thousand violins begin to play
Or it might be the sound of your hello
That music I hear,
I get misty the moment you're near

You can say that you're leading me on
But it's just what I want you to do
Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost
That's why I'm following you.

On my own,
Would I wander through this wonderland alone
Never knowing my right foot from my left,
My hat from my glove,
I'm too misty, and too much in love.

Herman's Hermits ~ Mrs Brown

Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter
Girls as sharp as her are somethin' rare
But it's sad, she doesn't love me now
She's made it clear enough it ain't no good to pine

She wants to return those things I bought her
Tell her she can keep them just the same
Things have changed, she doesn't love me now
She's made it clear enough it ain't no good to pine

Walkin' about, even in a crowd, well
You'll pick her out, makes a bloke feel so proud

If she finds that I've been round to see you (round to see you)
Tell her that I'm well and feelin' fine (feelin' fine)
Don't let on, don't say she's broke my heart
I'd go down on my knees but it's no good to pine

Walkin' about, even in a crowd, well
You'll pick her out, makes a bloke feel so proud

If she finds that I've been round to see you (round to see you)
Tell her that I'm well and feelin' fine (feelin' fine)
Don't let on, don't say she's broke my heart
I'd go down on my knees but it's no good to pine

Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter

Johnny Mathis ~ Chances Are

Chances are 'cause I wear a silly grin
The moment you come into view,
Chances are you think that I'm in love with you.
Just because my composure sort of slips
The moment that your lips meet mine,
Chances are you think my heart's your Valentine.

Bridge:

In the magic of moonlight,
When I sigh, "Hold me close, dear,"
Chances are you believe the stars
That fill the skies are in my eyes.

Guess you feel you'll always be
The one and only one for me
And, if you think you could,
Well, chances are your chances are awfully good.

(Instrumental interlude and pick up at the bridge.)

In the magic of moonlight,
When I sigh, "Hold me close, dear,"
Chances are you believe the stars
That fill the skies are in my eyes.

Guess you feel you'll always be
The one and only one for me
And, if you think you could,
Well, chances are your chances are awfully good.

I gotta wait for the Summer

Bad blood had been brewing in the office for the past few days. A witch hunt was triggered and a certain someone was out for blood.

However today, it seems as though the storm's over.

Everyone expected a showdown ala a Western flick. And nothing happened...

No confrontations, no shouting, no fighting.

It's a good thing because at the very least that someone was calm and rational. Shit happens all the damn time. Move on. Get over it. Whatever it may be.

There is no point in losing your temper. People might just view you as a mental case.

The best option is to keep oneself to oneself.

C'est la vie !