As much as i enjoy work... i do feel a bit overwhelmed of late. and i have a runny nose, slight cough and slight body aches. perfect excuse for MC. plus boss already knows i'm sick - i was flooding my cubicle with nose snot when he came over to arrow me.
"this project, blah blah blah, and... are you ok?"
"no." obviously.
hahahha ok, i mean he IS a nice guy - a good boss as well. but i was getting really really cranky from getting dehydrated thru my nose.
shall assess the situation when i wake up tml. if got aches anyway, it is my social responsibility to stay at home and not infect my colleagues with my virus.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Saturday, March 24, 2007
A Little Bit Sick
As if having a ticklish throat, runny nose and not being able to swim or jog is bad enuff - there has to be nagging thrown in too.
makes me kinda miss hall life.
but there are good things here too... so i'll just block out the not-so-nice parts.
makes me kinda miss hall life.
but there are good things here too... so i'll just block out the not-so-nice parts.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Thanx
Once again, as usual, lack sleep. i shd really turn in after this post but got shows streaming in. gotta watch. darn.
Over the week, a new fren said something really, really nice. Thank you, but u probably don't know me well enuff, that's why. i'm starting to see how being an ass works now. Thank you very much for thinking tt way.
Over the week, a new fren said something really, really nice. Thank you, but u probably don't know me well enuff, that's why. i'm starting to see how being an ass works now. Thank you very much for thinking tt way.
Monday, March 12, 2007
IT Fair
Quick post. Never knew Singapore was so full of geeks, and they were all at the IT fair same time as me. Wanted to recce dSLRs but the jostling and pushing made me feel slightly claustraphobic. held both nikon n canon ones a while, then got the hell out, avoiding the hapless little kids and trolleys of new printers along the way, getting pushed from left, right back. Had. To. Get. Out.
And to think they want to cram this little island with more ppl. so where u going to put the extra heads? half of singapore already takes the same MRT train to work as me liao. if they bring in more population (read: chinamen) or foreign talent (read: ppl other than from china) i am not giving a fuck to the environment anymore and will get a car. then at least i have my own personal space and not have some stinking talent lean against me all the way to tanjong pagar.
anyway. ally didn't answer my calls, reply my smses nor call back. well... watever too then. had to get out. have to go back. tml still gotta work, tonite still gotta blog.
And to think they want to cram this little island with more ppl. so where u going to put the extra heads? half of singapore already takes the same MRT train to work as me liao. if they bring in more population (read: chinamen) or foreign talent (read: ppl other than from china) i am not giving a fuck to the environment anymore and will get a car. then at least i have my own personal space and not have some stinking talent lean against me all the way to tanjong pagar.
anyway. ally didn't answer my calls, reply my smses nor call back. well... watever too then. had to get out. have to go back. tml still gotta work, tonite still gotta blog.
Saturday, March 10, 2007
After Bali 2 - Work is Rest in Between Trips
It's been almost a week since returning - my 2nd toenail on left foot is still black, and the tip of the toe is numb. that long cut on my right shin is now a peeling strip bak kwa, and i've been shedding dead skin for 7 days. and i almost died. again.
well maybe it wasn't as close a shave as last time. but even though i could hardly keep awake on monday and tuesday, i've nv been more thankful to go back to work. to be in a safe, airconditioned office in a comfortable swivel chair messing abt with excel sheets. but i was so floozy from lack of sleep i totally didn't feel the tremors that whole of CBD panicked over - even laughed at girl colleagues felt it. twice. at my desk i was falling asleep after lunch, and too spaced out to tok cock to my lunch buddies - they said i was really quiet those few days.
But at the same time, I'm strangely happy/grateful that i went for this trip. nothing like a life threatening journey to make u realise how lucky u r, and how much u've left behind getting lost on mountains.
I had quite a few hallucinations along the trek, the funniest being the Taxi Stand, and the worst being of me slipping very badly on a wet boulder on a river bed, and cracking my head open. my brain wld be splattered all over the rocks, and my companions too tired and too far from end point to drag my remains down. i wld then be left there for days and half eaten by animals before being returned to my understandably upset family.
I guess it stemmed from
a) see QZ slip and slide down a wet boulder on a river bed earlier during the trek rite in front of me and realising i couldn't do anything to help him, and
b) wanting to read "Lord of the Flies" again but a fren is still holding on to the book after 2 yrs.
And i've come to realise that yes, as i grow older i am more and more kiasee, but it is not death that scares me as much as wat my loved ones will have to go thru. so stumbling down the dormant volcano really made me realise wat was really impt.
so here's my dilemma - stopping all these dangerous activities and start to take things for granted? or continue and risk making my loved ones worried?
i think i'll let both sides balance each other out. take things for granted and go for trips, then come back home freaked out and go for trips again when the fear has been forgotten. then wonder why i wanted to climb the mountain 2 hrs into the trek. sorta vicious cycle.
Traveller's Tales, as usual, at http://rockies-roamings.blogspot.com/
well maybe it wasn't as close a shave as last time. but even though i could hardly keep awake on monday and tuesday, i've nv been more thankful to go back to work. to be in a safe, airconditioned office in a comfortable swivel chair messing abt with excel sheets. but i was so floozy from lack of sleep i totally didn't feel the tremors that whole of CBD panicked over - even laughed at girl colleagues felt it. twice. at my desk i was falling asleep after lunch, and too spaced out to tok cock to my lunch buddies - they said i was really quiet those few days.
But at the same time, I'm strangely happy/grateful that i went for this trip. nothing like a life threatening journey to make u realise how lucky u r, and how much u've left behind getting lost on mountains.
I had quite a few hallucinations along the trek, the funniest being the Taxi Stand, and the worst being of me slipping very badly on a wet boulder on a river bed, and cracking my head open. my brain wld be splattered all over the rocks, and my companions too tired and too far from end point to drag my remains down. i wld then be left there for days and half eaten by animals before being returned to my understandably upset family.
I guess it stemmed from
a) see QZ slip and slide down a wet boulder on a river bed earlier during the trek rite in front of me and realising i couldn't do anything to help him, and
b) wanting to read "Lord of the Flies" again but a fren is still holding on to the book after 2 yrs.
And i've come to realise that yes, as i grow older i am more and more kiasee, but it is not death that scares me as much as wat my loved ones will have to go thru. so stumbling down the dormant volcano really made me realise wat was really impt.
so here's my dilemma - stopping all these dangerous activities and start to take things for granted? or continue and risk making my loved ones worried?
i think i'll let both sides balance each other out. take things for granted and go for trips, then come back home freaked out and go for trips again when the fear has been forgotten. then wonder why i wanted to climb the mountain 2 hrs into the trek. sorta vicious cycle.
Traveller's Tales, as usual, at http://rockies-roamings.blogspot.com/
