Time is for us to waste

Well, given the state of my mental health these days, I really love to waste the time I've been given. But wastage is just ... *gasps* AWFUL !! I am sorry but given the circumstances I'm in, I don't think I was wasting time when I didn't have the time to correct and collate other people's policy and procedures.

Still, I need to do them and did them I did. Such a good worker bee, eh ? I hope not for too long. I am desperate for the winds of change. Give me another management style and I will probably not in want of the change. Until then, give me the strength to waste more time!

Disclaimer: Writer is currently feeling mellow and a tad bit stoned. Sorry for the incoherence.

Computer problems ?

Get it fixed by simply checking if it's the power supply that's acting up. I did that and ... VOILA ! I am now typing away happily usng my desktop. Hehehe ...

Went to watch Valentine's Day with the Dear earlier. It was a nice film. Quite interesting but not in the same league as Love Actually. Now that film is uncomparable.

After the movie, we popped by Funan and Dear got a new work computer. I am sooooooo jealous ! Though I have been eyeing the Mac Book.. Oooh ... Mac Book ... *drools*

Okay. Just testing out my new power supply of my desktop. Seems okay. Gotta go soon. Gonna have to crash already. Exhausted !

When I'm feeling fretful

And when I'm feeling down,
When I'm feeling mad
And when I'm feeling blue,
When I'm feeling psyched
And when I'm feeling happy,

I want him to tell me we are all right.
I want him to say we are going to be okay.
I want him to not always assume the worst of me.

I have my faults,
I've had my mad moments,
I will always have him.

In my life. My ankh life.

Time for a cool change

When the clock strikes twelve times today, it will be another day. Another day, another week, another year. Things should get better, shouldn't it ?

For Cheeky Monkey, things had certainly looked up. All the anguish and the fear in not being able to move on to another better place had vanished in a single phone call. All right, make that three phone calls. He is saved. At least for now, until the next challenge comes along.

For Younger Sis, I believe the change had also arrived. She has to take better care of herself and her babies. Most importantly she needs to put the babies ahead of her wants. Their needs will also be on top of all her wants. She must be strong. And she shall have to stay strong. Both mentally and emotionally. She must pick up the change in her stride.

For Elder Sis, she is back to where she had to be. As she naturally needs to be. She will need all her street smarts to cope with this change. To be more tolerant and mature. To be able to seek and heed advice.

And me ?

I just got rid of my old mattress for it to be replaced by a proper (super) single bed. That change do take some getting used to. I wish me the best in tolerating the lack of space. And the dropping of many pillows and bolsters in the middle of the night. And the biggest ever change ? To cope with the non falling of the high bed !

Time for a change?

It's been a long while since my last post. How have my life changed for the better is best left unanswered.

Not Sleepy Anymore

I can't get back to sleep. The room is hot. The bed is scratchy. My nose is semi blocked and my throat is parched. I'm thirsty like there is no way possible. I went to bed just after midnight and Dear continued to watch the second inning of his beloved cricket game.

Then I woke up at 3.33 am. With a start and realised that Dear is still watching the game. Suddenly, I just got pissed. And then sadness overcame me. Afterall, I did tell Dear to go ahead and continue watching the game. When I woke and he's not around, I just got peeved. Peeved that I stayed over and he's more interested in the game.

So I texted him to ask if he didn't know when to sleep. It took him a while to come in to the room to check on me. By which time, I was more than a little mad. I know, I'm the silly one. Trivial matters and all. Irrational behaviour and temper tantrums, galore !

And now.

I can't go back to sleep. Dear is snoring away happily and I'm up posting a "rant" at this ungodly hour. I would probably listen to another podcast if I really can't snooze soon. Or I might even while away my time playing either "Solitaire" or "Sudoko" on my mobile. Really, those are the kind of games good enough to make anyone snooze faster than you can say "monkeymansitsonthefenceandheckleanotherpasserbyagainandagainandagain".

Instant karma, anyone?

Rightful good scare !

Good Friday scare.

To make me think that I'm inept in my work and duties. That I'm old and forgetful. To think that my co-workers are all ignorant and unhelpful. That lady over at the Board. *tsks*

But the silver lining ?

The realisation that my head should not be too big for the doorway. There's efficiency and then, there's cockiness. Thankfully, I am not that big a cock ! :D