It's bad enough that I still have to work at this hour (4am), and to top it off, I got violated by a roach. CRINGE.
So. I was minding my own business (no pun intended) in the toilet when I felt something tickling my butt. Within a flick of a second, I realised something wasn't right. So I got up from the seat and to my horror, saw the sides of the roach (with one of its feelers) sticking out from underneath the cover. EWWWWWW!!!!
That outrageous pest! You SHALL pay for it. !@$%^!#%*^$(^!@*#&)(!&@#! DIE PEST... DIE...
No one can intercede my wrath and my determination to see that justice be served. Armed with my weapon of destruction (aka my can of shieldtox), I was ready to exact my revenge. But in that split second when I'd turned to retrieve and return with my weapon, the darn pest had scurried under the slits for cover. COWARD.
But I was not to be deterred. After a few minutes of ambush, I finally nailed it... with bouts of shieldtox. DIE PEST... DIE... And it did.
Justice served. But the sense of violation remains.
I can't even remember when was the last time I had to wake up so darn early! I'd to drag myself out of bed at 7am on a freaking Monday morning (talk about Monday blues), rushed out by 7.30am, and got to the office just in time for the 8am mtg. My hair's a mess, makeup-less (almost) and dressed the most shabbily. Arghh... morning meetings... gets to me EVERY TIME and my mind's always hibernating in its own la la land at that time of the day. The only plus point was the passing scenery whilst cabbing to work.
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And I wonder if this (waking up so darn early) was part of the reason why I'd lost my temper TWICE @ work today. Something that seldom happens. Hmmm... not good. Not a good sign at all. Better find some way to get my calmness back.
Was pretty stressed up last week. Well, this week too with the work starting to pile up and deadlines upon deadlines. Am kinda starting to manage it somehow. Or rather, "stress" has morphed into "frustration" for me. It wasn't at all pleasant to find out last week that someone I'd been coaching for at least the past 6 months wasn't grateful for the guidance I'd offered (even though she appeared to be grateful in front of me) and was kinda bad-mouthing about me to another person - or so I was told by 2 sources. I don't appreciate that.
What's worst was when things went wrong, she did not even flag when I'd mentioned numerous times before to flag if there's any issue. I'm there to help. Nope. Nothing. All's good. Or so I was told. And so I assumed... until I got an email from XXX questioning on the progress. That's when "hell" unraveled for me and I'd to spend extra time to cover her duties, right the wrong, straighten all confusions externally and internally, on top of my duties. Had to work till 3am on a Friday night. And did I mention that I hate bringing work home as well? Hell. I don't deserve that. ARGHHHHH!!! Not when I had brought up numerous times to flag if there's going to be or if they are issues.
And you know the saying:
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But since I didn't feel like having any dessert that day, I made up with other kinds of junk food/ indulgence instead. It's rare that my breakfast (on a weekday) consisted of something unhealthy. I've been trying to keep to the mentality of "my first meal of the day is the most impt meal and it should be as healthy as possible" 'coz I know for a fact that my lunch and dinner won't be. So on that Friday morning (after finding out about the unpleasant incidents on Wed/ Thurs night), I munched on a O'Chang Kee curry puff and a stick of nuggets. For lunch, I indulged in Prawn Aglio (expensive but nice meal) and for dinner, grilled dory (yet another expensive meal). Burnt a really huge hole that day.
Finally caught "Alice in Wonderland" 3D this evening with both Tuk and Art @ Cathay Cineleisure. There was a slight blunder prior to the show though. A rather rare and funny one. You see, the lights went out and the usual dolby sound intro came up and then ta-da, the "How to train your dragon" (3D) trailer filled the screen. Or so we thought. But after a few moments, we started to sense something was VERY wrong. Instead of watching a teaser, it was as if we were watching the movie itself... the plot was unfolding & etc.
I started to panic, thinking if I had led us into the wrong cinema hall! We were supposed to watch "Alice in Wonderland" and not "How to train your dragon"! So i nudged both Tuk & Art (i was sitting in between them) to ask the audience beside them, to see if they were expecting to catch the former in this cinema as well. And the answers were an affirmative yes. Phew!
So after watching the first 10 - 15 mins of "How to train your dragon", the film was suddenly stopped and one of the staff came in and expressed apology for the technical glitch - which I highly suspected it was more of a human error (i.e.: person-in-charge forgot to replace with the right movie reel) as opposed to the former excuse. Poor guy/ girl. I supposed he/she will kana real big time from his boss for such an error. But fortunately, the audience (including me) were quite a good sport so we all kinda laughed it off.
And when "Alice in Wonderland" finally came on, some of the audience clapped and laughed. And we settled into the dark once again t concentrate on the movie we had paid for.
The show was ok. Could have caught the non-3D version instead. Acting was so-so but graphics was great. Then again, Tim Burton's renowned for the latter and not so much for the former, so it's ok for me. Got myself one of the premiums for keeps too:
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I would have much preferred to keep the Mad Hatter or the Red Queen instead. But there wasn't any stock in place. Alice's figurine was awful. So I'm glad I'd picked The White Rabbit.
ANSWER: A dismembered lizard, which should be bigger than a palm when measured in full body length, excluding the tail. Wonder if it was half-chewed by a bird, a cat, a dog or did it meet with an unfortunate collision (& subsequent dissection) with eeks, a bicycle. Hmmmm... Taken while I was out for a jog.
After having passively inhaled 2 packs of cigarettes ("thanks" to Sam & Vel) last Friday night, it was as if there was a smoky veil that nestled over my lungs, threatening to clog and suffocate my every breath. Ok. Maybe I'm exaggerating but it's true that I felt SUPER uncomfortable when I reached home that night. Maybe it was sheer physical fatigue. Or maybe it was pure psychological effect. Nevertheless, I had forced myself to jog on both Sat & Sun. I'm actually proud of myself (for a person who hardly runs) for completing 1.2km and 1km, non-stop jog, on the respective days. I felt great. But somehow, it didn't feel enough to clear up my mental lung clog. Oh well, will try to do it again this weekend.
Back on to Friday night. It was fun hanging out with the gals, talking about random stuff that both guys and outsiders wouldn't be able to make any sense of - try test tube, korean, tampon & a lot of bitching. All "insider's" lingo. Hahahaha. If only there's more of such moments, BUT without the cigarettes. :P
I always try to remind myself, "Don't let it get to you, no matter what". But you know, sometimes it's just so hard not to, and it's so easy for that reminder to just slip out of your mind 'o so conveniently. There's just sooooo many things in life (at least in mine) that can easily spark off that nasty sentiment within you - be it work, be it friends, be it family, be it the scent, be it the touch, be it the colour, be it whatever.
So here I am, rambling on like a 14-year-old scowling brat. Darn! #!?*&^%$@?! And to hell with the unpleasentries from work. #!?*&^%$@?!
I'll just cross my fingers and hope that “明天会更好“ (tomorrow will be better).
"This is where it gets a little difficult, but stay with me. You have a new backpack... but this time, I want you to fill it with people. Start with casual acquaintances, people around the office, friends of friends and work your way to the people you trust with your most intimate secrets. Now move into family members - cousins, aunts, and uncles. Get your sisters and your brothers and your parents. Get them all in that backpack. And finally your husband or wife or boyfriend or girlfriend. Get them in there too.
Don't worry. I'm not going to ask you to light it on fire.
Feel the weight of that bag. Make no mistake, your relationships are the heaviest components of your life. Feel the straps cutting into your shoulders. All those negotiations and arguments and secrets and compromises.
Now set that bag down. You don't need to carry all that weight.
Some animals were meant to carry each other. To live symbolically over a lifetime. Star-crossed lovers. Monogamous swans. We are not one of those animals.
The slower we move, the faster we die. We are not swans. We're sharks." - Ryan Bingham (George Clooney) in "Up in the air"
Sometimes, I just wish sometimes, I have the ability to make people forget things; so that I can do bad things (but none of criminal offense) or run away for some time and not get into any kind of trouble. Sometimes, I just get oh so tired of being me - trying to fit into the roles that people around me expect me to be in - (1) an obedient daughter (ok, I must admit. I'm not exactly obedient but nor am I rotten as well) who doesn't get knocked up before marriage, doesn't do drugs, no criminal inclination, study well, get a good job, be filial, travel in comfort aka style and not get bundled up with this whole messy idea of solo backpacking (2) the patient other-half who will wait another few years (3) whatever other roles I'm expected to play in the eyes of the others, depending on the situation(s). Sometimes, I just want/need to be extremely selfish (and in the process, unwillingly cruel to those around me) and live my own life. Though I may not know exactly what I want, I do know what I don't want. I mean honestly, there's a whole bunch of us out there with such thoughts right? We can't all be dictators of our own lives all the time - except for those blasted lucky few. Sometimes. Just sometimes. The thought is oh so tempting. Maybe I should start searching for a krytonite tonight. But hell. Come to think of it, there ain't no mountain nor spaceship in Singapore. Period. It's too small to even house a comet if it ever comes falling through the skies. This tiny island will be wiped out. Not to mention, I'll be one of the species listed in the "Extinct Singapore" listing. Perhaps I should bet my dollar on finding an Aladdin lamp instead and then wish for a krytonite. Sheesh. What crap.
...is that i'm beginning to think that its very existence is nothing but a myth. You know, pretty much like the legendary Loch Ness monster? Some people claimed to have seen it or have had a close encounter with it, while many others have spent at least a portion of their lives scouting for it. For me, I'd done both. I.e.: in search of the Loch Ness Monster (aka Nessie) when I was backpacking in Scotland, and keeping my eyes open for my soul mate (whoever he/ she is, assuming I do have one somewhere in this universe). But both remained as elusive as ever to me. Fact or fiction? I can't decide. My best hope for now is to wish upon a star and "pray" for a miracle to happen. Well, a girl can only dream, can't I?
Some of the songs that I still love, even till this day...
1) Promise Me - Beverley Craven
You light up another cigarette and I pour the wine It's four o'clock in the morning and it's starting to get light now I'm right where I want to be losing track of time but I wish that it was still last night You look like you're in another world but I can read your mind how can you be so far away lying by my side when I go away I'll miss you and I will be thinking of you every night and day just ... Promise me you'll wait for me 'cause I'll be saving all my love for you and I will be home soon Promise me you'll wait for me I need to know you feel the same way too and I'll be home, I'll be home soon
2) Rainbow connection - Cover by Sarah Mclachlan
Why are there so many songs about rainbows and what's on the other side? Rainbows are visions, but only illusions, and rainbows have nothing to hide. So we've been told and some choose to believe it I know they're wrong, wait and see. Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection, the lovers, the dreamers and me. Who said that every wish would be heard and answered when wished on the morning star? Somebody thought of that and someone believed it, and look what it's done so far. What's so amazing that keeps us stargazing? And what do we think we might see? Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection, the lovers, the dreamers and me. All of us under its spell, we know that it's probably magic.... Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices? I've heard them calling my name. Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors? The voice might be one and the same. I've heard it too many times to ignore it. It's something that I'm supposed to be. Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection, the lovers, the dreamers and me. La, la la, La, la la la, La Laa, la la, La, La la laaaaaaa
3) Eternal Flame - The Bangles
Close your eyes give me your hand, darlin' Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand, do you feel the same Am I only dreaming. Is this burning an eternal flame. I believe it's meant to be, darlin' I watch you when you are sleeping you belong with me Do you feel the same am I only dreaming Or is this burning (burning) an eternal flame. Say my name, sun shines through the rain A whole life so lonely and then you come and ease the pain I don't want to lose this feeling, oh.
Sometimes I feel like a fish out of water and starts to yearn for the comforts of my home or for a shoulder to lean on, as opposed to the strange and unfamiliar roads of Oz.