I think I look like a rat or a happy rodent in this picture. You can so ratify my face in that pix. YIKES!
Just the other day, my colleague was telling me how he stepped on a dead rat. With whooshing effect of him slipping on dead rat enacted. Gross. Yuck, can u imagine the rat juice. EEEEEEEEKS!
Missed out on my pills last month, and boy-oh-boy do I seriously regret it. I was PMS-ing for 2 whole weeks, thinking that it sucks to be me (tune from Ave Q), getting hungry all the time and then getting mostly depressed, about work and life in general.
Hormones. What are they? And geez, the effects that they can have on you. It's scary. It's just some chemicals running through your body, and yet the kind of emotional rollercoaster ride it can put you on. I mean, I kinda want to think that my life experience is unique and HUMAN, and created from my thinking actions. And not the outcome from a bunch of chemicals running amok at a certain time of the month.
I mean, innately we already know, especially when it comes to men - hormones rule their lives, since they haven't much of a brain to think with. But to have such an extreme effect on me the past few days, geez, if I can control hormones, I can take over the world!
It's amazing, in less than 2 months, I've lived through two events that will forever go down into history books.
1. The dismal downfall of the American economy and what could be the worst recession in our life, comparable to the Great Depression of the 1930s. This will forever shape the way banks operate, how we regulate our economy, the class textbook cases of Adam Smith vs. Marx in economic ideology.
2. On a more positive side - Barack Obama wins the presidential elections to become America's first african-american president. There's so much positivity about his win, you can't help but feel that maybe one person can make all the difference.
We can only hope and pray that things will get better!
What could be more dangerous than a pedophile posing as a friend, prowling the internet for unsuspecting victims?
Err... the answer would be me. Ok, maybe not dangerous in a mental/sexual-I-need-to-stalk kids manner, but more in a I need to stalk all online shops for the budding fashion trends to come.
In the past 1 month, in my futile attempts to zzz earlier, I've logged on and bought:
1. iPod Nano 2. Bags
Or if I'm not doing that, I'm cybershopping for ideas and items to buy when I actually go shopping.
Now it's onto holidays. I somehow managed to con my cous (hahah sorry cous) to go with me to Sentosa for a spa retreat.
And of cos, holidays lead to swimsuits.
Swimsuits lead to ... oh I need a new towel.
Towel leads to ... oh Taka,towels are next to L'Occitane, I so want need the verde perfume...
You see where that train of buying thought goes to?
It's been a really depressing few months. Everytime when u listen in to radio, watch the news, read the news,... it's been nothing but bad things to come. Key words: recession, bailouts, financial crisis, worst since the great depression, dow down...
If it isn't about the financial crisis these days, it's about the US election. Which to be honest, seems like a no brainer to me who should win.
Just a random snapshot of the news today:
It's kinda sad, but the only kind of breaking news are the bad ones. I'm sure that it just aggravates the situation, making people worry and that just makes everything worse.
Don't people want to read happy things anymore? Makes me all a bit worried about the future. With the tsunami of a recession that is about to hit our little bubble island, employment, money, it's all a bit too worrying.
I just got in my mailbox today my Amazon order - 30 day shred by Jillian Michaels. She is incredibly no nonsense... and her workout looks seriously tough. Can't wait to get started. She is practical about exercise, like in the video, she goes "you want abs like these, they don't come for free".
Am Freitag bin ich ins Kino gehen. Das Film? Mama Mia. Ich habe soooooo viel gute Erinnerungen ueber die Lieder. Ahhhhhhhhh Und Super Trouper? Das war die liebeste Lied von meinem Cousin, als er 4 oder 5 Jahre alt war. Denn habe ich mit meine Grossvater und Grossmutter gelebt. Es gab ein ganz Garten. Und als wir Kindern waren, in der Nacht, haben wir die Licht ausgemacht, und Super Troupe so laut spielen. Das Wohnzimmer war ein Disko. Wir haben Fackeln mitgenommen, und haben im Wohnzimmer getanzt und gesingt.
Naturlich, nach dem Film habe ich am Youtube ABBA's Lieder gesucht. Und heir gibt es ein Lied, das im Saarbruecken ausgefuhuert wird!
Sometimes I think people in a relationship are in such a bliss. Having someone who cares for you and someone you can care for, build a life with, share your sorrows, joy and excitement. Although my relationships haven't been the greatest, but when its good, it etches so deeply in your memory that in moments when you are single, it comes gushing back to the surface, hitting you so hard that you wish you had someone.
Of cos this is just me in my momentary "I need a relationship" state, which will shortly be repaired once I have enough sleep, and other reasons and things to keep me suitably occupied. And of cos, it doesn't help that I am listening to soppy songs that tell of heartbreaks that sort of hits home.
Maybe all experience, like most ideas, that we go through aren't original. Otherwise, how can we empathise, and recognise all signs of heartache or happiness when we hear others narrate their stories? As much as we think we are individuals on this tiny planet, maybe we're not. Perhaps we're not as different to the ants and bees we see.
Reason Why Artist: Rachael Yamagata
I think about how it might have been We'd spend out days travelin' It's not that I don't understand you It's not that I don't want to be with you But you only wanted me The way you wanted me
So, I will head out alone, hope for the best And we hang our heads down As we skip the goodbyes And you can tell the world what you want them to hear I've got nothing left to lose, my dear So, I'm up for the little white lies But you and I know the reason why I'm gone, and you're still there I'm gone, and you're still there I'm gone, and you're still there
I'll buy a magazine searching for your face From coast to coast, or where ever I find my place I'll track you on the radio, and I'll sign your list in a different name But as close as I get to you It's not the same
So, I will head out alone, hope for the best We can pat ourselves on the back As say that we tried And if one of us makes it big We can spill our regrets And talk about how the love never dies But you and I know the reason why I'm gone, you're still there I'm gone, you're still there I'm gone, and you're still there
So, steal the show, and do your best To cover the tracks that I have left I wish you well and hope you find Whatever you're looking for The way I might've changed my mind, But you only showed me the door
So, I will head out alone, hope for the best We can pat ourselves on the back And say that we tried And if one of us makes it big We can spill our regrets And talk about how the love never dies But you and I, you and I, you and I know the reason why.
The other version of I wish You Love found on Prime
Ahh nothing like listening to this song while walking on your own all bundled up in jackets and with gloves, while the cold wind blows against your cheeks.
Amidst the doldrums of the global financial crisis and catastrophic political situations in Thailand and Malaysia, and babies in China dying of contaminated milk, somewhere on a sunny little island just 1 deg north of the equator, 4 million something residents suddenly realise that their wages are eroded from inflation! OH you don't say!
What fucking crapshit does our local news report? And it's sooooooooooo groundbreaking and absolutely true cos it comes from MOM. WTF? The state of our nation is going down the drain.
I actually found it really hilarious that that should even appear on the FRONT page news. Do these people think we're idiots? Previously, $5 can get me a pack of chicken rice, a drink and still have some change left. Now $5 gets me a pack of chicken rice, no drink, and if you eat at some "better" foodcourt, you might even have to pay more to get a meal. Any man on the street could have verified that. We didn't need some cockshit statement from MOM to tell us that. We're suffering the repercussions of a 4-going-onto-5-going-onto-7% inflation rate.
And I am seriously contemplating if I should. Although I have no other options of a job at the moment. But I'm unhappy, tired and feeling like an idiot at work all the time.
The money is a relief. Of cos. But the endless days of work, with no respite in sight. Last week was a 63 hour work week for me.
This week, and it's only wee hours of Tuesday morning and I've worked 20 hrs. Where normal people would have worked only 8 hours. Cos Monday has just ended.
And I still can't finish my work. Very often, under pressure to produce a piece of work, and with so many conflicting deadlines, I produce really crap quality work. And I feel embarrassed to hand in that piece of work. But what choice do I have? I haven't time to improve it, or spend another few more hours thinking about it.
Which brings me to another point. I'm just doing copy all the time. I want to do strategy, planning, regional work...but this week I am doing copy - telemarketing script and powerpoint slides.
Is this how my MBA should be used?
Did I spend a good $100,000 to learn things, only to let my brains rot.
If I get a temp job, at least I know I am letting my brain rot for temp pay and hours and workscope.
I think it is quite clear what I shld do, just a matter of if I have the courage to do it.
Oh the wonders of FB. People whom you haven't seen in YEARS suddenly add you as a friend. Of cos I wasn't known by my current name now, which probably makes people who want to add me in really tough. *as if a lot of people want to add me to their friend's list*hahahha
But looking through some of my gf's profile, they are married. with kids.
I know, I know. Being single is my choice (hmmm not really) sometimes I wonder if I had taken the alternative route, where would I be now?
Was wishing 2 seconds there for a different life. :P hahah 1,2, two seconds UP! hahah glad i'm still here!
I really should be sleeping. But I just don't which is bad, cos tomorrow at 7am, I'll hit the snooze button on me alarm clock and sleep for another 1 hour.
This month seems to be really slow. Largely cos I am waiting for a response. But there seems to be no light at the end of the tunnel. Everyday is just an unexciting day that has become a routine. Feels like a hair cutting moment again. I am sick of feeling hair in clumps. Shall go see hair dresser soon.
I really shld get some rest. Look at it this way, tomorrow is a day where I can make it better. :)
Since coming back from the UK, my ears have been subjected endless pounding, drilling, general building noise. I remember the 2 weeks while I was in the UK for my graduation, I was so happy to just listen to absolutely nothing. It was so peaceful.
It's taken the bloody builders close to a year now to do the lift upgrade. In the time that I was away in the UK, new buildings have sprouted from the ground in Singapore. So pardon me if I cannot understand why it takes them more than 12 mths to build a couple of lift shafts and throw in a few lifts within. There's no notice of schedule given to residents who are affected by the horrendous drilling. Nor do they give ample time and warning to us that they will be closing sections of the carparks, and bringing in 2 tonne monster trucks to lift pre-fab lift shafts* for construction. There were periods in the the past year where for weeks there was no progress made on the lift upgrade. In fact nothing was being worked on. Of course now that the supposed deadline draws near, they are working from 8am to 6pm, everyday from Monday to Saturday.
Yup, even on Saturday.
And today is just the straw that broke the camel's back...for me. There was roofing work done on a Sunday. At 830am. That really pissed me off so much that I wrote in to HDB. It's not the first time they've done something as fucking stupid as that. It's more than just fucking stupid. It's just how fucking fucked up the HDB morons are. Void deck cleaning and roofing works on a Sunday. Fucking assholes.
Just thinking about it fucking pisses me off big time.
*It's all fucking pre-fab-ed, so why isn't taking less time to build?!
How can it be that just after 4 months into my new job, I am bored. It's honest to goodness boredom. Doing copy, creating promotional brochure, and get this, putting together presentation decks for corporates.
OMG. I am so fucking bored out of my brain at work. What's the strategy? Change management? NPVs? Ratios? Cost allocation? Marketing strategies? I mean the people at work are great. But I honestly cannot take the work scope. It's like work of some really junior person. And even then it's not with the autonomy that I once had.
I don't know if I should attribute it to my arse luck - that I always get these fucking boring and career-going-nowhere jobs or it's just me - that I have really short attention span that grows shorter by the year.
Can't imagine that a year ago I was so happy doing my MBA and learning something and now I am just doing copy. ALL...THE...TIME...!!!! OH GOD!
From Top left to right: Asics running shoes, grey patent Charles & Keith, Bottom left to right: Midnight Blue Ted Baker's, Satin white with ribbons and crystal diamente Nine West
Here they are. Some people collect stamps, Oprah apparently collects real estate, some people collect different sort of businesses. My needs are simple. I just collect shoes.
There was an old woman, Who lived in a shoe; She had so many children, She didn't know what to do. She gave them some broth, Without any bread; She whipped them all soundly, And sent them to bed.
Sounds familiar? Except the many children are just 2. R1 and R2. And I would never starve or whip them. :P
Oh, and I should update my list of sponsorship - I would like a pair of Manolos and Jimmy Choos please.
Okay, I didn't finish the last post and I can't be bothered due to a computer glitch.
Anyway, was talking to a couple of friends today. Subject went to marriage, unhappy couples, and expectations. How couples in a relationship always expect the other to change, and men don't change. Or if they do, they change for the lazier, assholic, in general, for worse.
It occurred to me, that at my age if I were to find someone, (hahaha, that'll be the day) if he is = old he would be (a)divorced, (b)separated, (c)bit of a freak (like the last one) or all of the above. And what are the odds of me ever being happy with one of the above? They would be some stubborn old fart with habits that are so hard to change that their previous wives have decided "sod this, I am moving on".
And we all know, I am just too good for leftovers.
hmmm. Guess I just have to manage my expectations about men right now. And I think zero is a good number to stick with. I don't think I can ever be disappointed with zero expectations of men.
Yet another epiphany from being 25 and single. lalala
Okay, for those who are even mildly religious, this post contains paganistic blood sucking rituals.
Past few years I've sort of become like...MY MOM! Going to temple to pray for a better future, consulting fortune tellers about my career and love life. At the end of the day, they all say more or less the same thing: your life ain't that bad, but it ain't gonna be that good either. So deal with it.
New York - Gucci Envy UK - Bulgari White Tea Bath, UK - Persil Silk and Wool/ Bold 2in1 Lavender and Chamomile
Sometimes, just driving along the road and listening to a piece of music on my iPod completely transports me back to the UK. Of course I am missing it loads and loads. Wondering how can my life here be so dull and so much excitement in the UK?
