i can imagine

Raining today morning - huddling under my umbrella, the groaning dark clouds, the staring straining wind, the harsh rain... - Saddens me to no end. No idea why. I guess when they say - when it rains, it pours... well. kinda.
i got to work quickly,.. throat dry but i cant escape work meetings. So i attended - work details are meaningless - left very soon after, back to my desk, sat down and plugged in my ear phones. Sermons.

RINGRING
"Ok." I hung up.
And went back to the computer of emails. I felt a coward hiding behind the phone, but I was not sure i wanted to say anything. I skipped breakfast (not hungry), drank lots of water (really thirsty); felt a bit sad, and a bit of a twit, and even the thought that none of the thoughts matter anyway didn't really cheer me.

Boop.

Just read PME's blog (my private best friend whose name i cant reveal). I wonder if i'm abnormal sometimes. A little too warm for sentiment, i actually feel like crying.

Some of what she wrote:
"Ever since i started working from 9.30-7, 5days wk, i don't get to see him for even a minimum of 5 hrs. Yes, the depth of missing him gets deeper, but i can't ask for more. If he can meet me for only 15mins, he will leave after 15mins. Whenever he said he wanna meet me, i'll asked 'for how long'. His definite answer will b, 'awhile i gotta go already, better than nothing right'. It sounded rather forceful, but if i do miss the chance of him coming over to look for me, i'll have to wait for the next time he can meet me for another 15mins or shorter."

"Silence is the leader now"

"for the decision to leave before i have the chance to bid him goodbye."

"We got very elated whenever we meet, but time is always so short. He will need to go whenever his phone rings. N i'll always have to see him leaving with my smile on. Thou the pinch persists."

I cant imagine the terrible feeling my girl is going through,.. him belittling her feelings, not knowing anything. Nothing. It's like yelling. without a voice.

A pause.
I'm actually a walking headache now. and nothing forms an intelligent sentence in this blog entry. sorry if i manage to bore u.
good night xxxxx

Statement of fact on the condition of being female

Hair Removal Day.

Pea and i popped by to see if there were slots for the female grooming and there was.
I am never excited with this element of hair removal regime, (although not monthly but definitely regularly enough to be annoyed) for the fact that waxing is usually administered by some rough woman whose name ive forgotten today (please look for Miko at The Cathay. She's the best ive met so far) : the impatient and harsh strip, forgetting i'm human, forgetting the skin is uberly sensitive there also. Today however... was her doing of boiling, ovenlike wax. On me.
Good grief.
When i say i walk out the room feeling horribly slapped, i am not kidding.
And i pay, mind u.. for this goosepimpled hell.
(I wish i was a masochist)

Of cos i'll have to admit the few benefits that derive from all this pain: Baby soft skin, tiptop hygiene, easy cleanup.... Plus the torment ends the moment u step out of the room. No sting, no wound.

I never said this entry was a complaint - Just.. please refer to Subject Title again :)

I did brow tweezing today too ( i told u it was hair removal day) .
There are not many optimal methods of brow plucking... threading is great but i cant do it today (my brows are a mess!!) and shaving?? - the lazy way to look okay (think effects of ingrown hair and terrible stubble Yucks).

The tweezing was "shiok" although i could feel the ripping of the tiny hairs..... i even fell asleep!
I think Brows are so easy. Heehee
(maybe i am a silent masochist)

In case u are wondering, No,.. i am not easily marketed. I just keep returning, keep coming back for "suffering"... and i wonder why (Ha ha)

All the "effort" we females go into.


Some photos from Friday 11-Apr-08
I'm sorry if u're sick of Hansel.. As u can tell, i am most definitely not :p

Saturday 12-Apr-08

I wanted to go Ikea but remember i said, it was a hurry up and wait, hurry up and wait day.. ? Well it was. But i was also pacified afterwards. So i shut up.

JKN and i launched straight for a movie at midnight instead. In tees and sloppy hair. Which explains why we were "trucker-capped".... and i was trucker "JUST A GOOD OL' BOY" tattered cap - i know, but its a charming piece.
Movie was awesome - I am not surprised.

We had a lovely lovely time.

Sunday 13-Apr-08I am really happy for the boyfriend today. and Happy especial day Baby.
I said Blessed today.. and he had to add Blessed Wonderful!

Blessed Wondeful indeed.
Kisses.

i really do.

The relentless stagnant air when i woke up. Oh, aircon's already switched off .. Boo.
Friday night saw pea, fan and me over at JKN's....... i wanted to play wii Rabbid with them and they wanted to see Hansel. Right forearm hurting from all that tennis (real tennis training on wednesday!) so for the first time, wii games gave me a scare. Painful.

"Hansel looks like a bear."
"He is only a month plus old?! He's gonna grow real big.."

They all say that. And i had forgotten how i told JKN the day we went to see the puppies, that i wish Hansel will grow to look like his dad. I may regret that.
Hansel's dad is BIG. BUT THANK GOD, ALSO CUTE!

Of late, Hansel has been eating. alot. Always. Hungry.

oh well.
On another note, i havent been shopping. i said i want to but i havent.
i saw this gorgeous pair of shoes (red and black), and i will buy it no matter what.
i am going to spend a wholly obscene amount of money on myself. :)
HEEHEE

am spose to attend arrow today (like now!!), but not anymore.
It's a hurry up and wait, hurry up and wait day.

i feel like there are crossed wires in my head.
heyy i just want to enjoy today.

It would be this.

I could catch up with a great deal of people.

I spoke to shawnie boy yesterday while half lazing at work (report me for all i care.. no, seriously please go)
I miss him. His voice so very familiar, his laughter and that ever-so-i-dont-care demeanor... his insistent ways of not telling me Anything, and my superpower ways of finding out Everything.
He's my boy.

I'm only feeling a mite tired

At this point, i need to just walk into my bedroom - in hope of a full-brain-melting-sleepy-point.

Am on computer holiday, sweeties

U guessed it. My computer bailed out on me.
I'm on my laptop now, uploading this brief blog... (although from the looks of it this is alot of work - all the overdue photos)

It's 1:31am 11-Apr-08 now. I promise to sleep before 2am because i cant take advantage of the morning calls everyday 3-4 times every morning. No moan no groan tmrw (Please!! JKN will get madders at me.)
It's Friday! That should well make up for everything.


Hansel's

Pea's gown fitting - A Wedding Affair

Jumbo Seafood - The Extended Family

A Wedding Affair - Live @ Mediacorp

Chummy chummy with the girls






I miss the girls so much. I miss swimming at the pools and playing at the beaches, heavy cloud tanning (!), house parties, kissing (!!), shopping for cute shoes, expensive threads and decent bras, exchanging make up tips and reviews... Plain awesome u know.

Same for the meetup i had with pingB - hey girl, u might be asking yourself why are u doing the things that u do... what could possibly make u do all this (i am still reading your blog, of cos i am) and the answer is,... well. i guess . the prospect of being happy with him or.... (heeps!) the prospect of making him happy (not u) - I HOPE NOT.
Let's get this straight. He's not my most favourite guy when it comes to boyfriends for my girlfriends. I'm more of a no-complications girl. BUT...................... i try seeing how happy u look with him.. Yeah .Exactly. So i give in LAA.
I support u. (Always!)

Love love uuu

ONLY HANSEL; ONLY ONLY HANSEL.

A Must-Catch Hansel's First Day at Me Crib.
BOY WAS I EXCITEDDD.

My Star-Crossed Lover

Phone call from the boyfriend earlier. He's in Bangkok, sharing a bed with 3 other male friends in nothing but boxers(no kidding), gleefully acting cute and jumping everywhere (high possibilities) to an awesome splendid holiday. AM I ENVIOUS.
No, truely,.. i'm excited for him. AND Ok . a little envious ok. Boo.
Envious because i love Bangkok. It's my other Home! Whether by divine right or unspoken charter, the entire city feels just like home; like everyone's decided to piss off from work and no one's working but resting.. and shopping and resting.. and shopping. Hee hee.

And then there's forgoing sleep for massages, for fantabulous Thai food, for Suam Lum Night Bazaar...

I hope JKN buys me a great deal of stuff. Bah!

Speaking of him and of the recent incident - my Star-Crossed Lover (opposed by fate but approved by God),.. wrote me something in his blog and made me read it (fully convinced i'd go swooning over the romantic gesture - well, at least he's trying).

With my logical mind i'd say he's the odd one, the stubborn one.
In my heart i say he's really a gift. God's gift.

Just want to say i'm glad for everything that took place; and it can still be best summarized as (what i previously wrote) "It's funny, but I actually think everything that's happened has been positive for me." - of which I still feel very strongly for.

In sticky situations like this, u see God's evident work... u see how He delivers u, strengthens u and never never leaves u.. Ever.

(Tears are not enough, God is your enough )


Smiles.
Such is the power of His unconditional Love.


So there everyone. Work has been a Beez (not a breeze but Busy Bee: Beez).. with compulsory Handover Meetings, New Client Meetings, Conference Calls, Tight Deadlines and whatnot... (notice i caps the first letters of all work-related terms; believe me i am almost professionally wired to type like this). And i still signed up for tennis!

"Hallelujah!" I AM SHOUTING! So Happy for Tennis!
Only a female corporate worker with a non-existent exercise life can shriek at a volume loud enough to shake all the fats in the world away today. tonight. HAHA.
I live to tell the tale of my almost extinct sportslife. and i complain to not winning the boyfriend at sports (i even doubt now my swimming expertise).

He flies a plane for work, goes to the gym twice/ thrice weekly, does weights and gets muscle cramps from sitting too long in front of his laptop.

I send and reply emails for work, goes home to chicken rice twice weekly, does couch-potatoing and gets mensus cramps monthly because i do not exercise.

i really quiver.
(HAHAHAHA)

For the first time

in my life, im having a puppy... of which is JKN's now.
It's a long story why Hansel the puppy's nestling at the boyfriend's homey now, but at least i get to still see him. He's a bunch of love and happiness; the baby i never taught i would have at a tender age of 24. HAHA.

Neither Hansel's poo nor pee frighten me much - when u want him no less than comfortable, being a maid isnt hardship (even for sure-hell-stinky poo).

If you meet Hansel u'll know the true reason why even dog-haters love him.

I have my boyfriend to thank for keeping Hansel's name ... despite his looks of a ..err.. Simba. and to have to call him that.

Thanks JKN!



My First Roll of Fisheye