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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Right to the core.
Thursday,
X-Men Origins: Wolverine, give it 3 outta 5 popcorns for that claw. Xin Wang-ed for lunch and some ol' school arcade moments with street fighter and puzzle bobble.
Work and gym-ed.

Friday,
I arrived late at work, issues came up at the very last minute, leaving me in a tiny bit of distraught moment. It wasn't a motivated reason to go to work either, and because of that i couldn't get a cab in time, which i also think resulted in my boss being pissed off with me. I'm working on my punctuality nonetheless. Sometimes, i'm really baffled by what i'm supposed to do and what not to. I'll just leave it for time, to heal, to flow, to see where it goes.
Just when i got back home, with my partial eye makeup still on, sister and I went on a passport photo shoot frenzy mode. Finally settled with a decent looking picture of us each to send for submission the next day. And gosh, i have to admit, the maturity and ages are showing on my face, on the whole, i don't have wrinkles yet. Without a doubt, i still certainly do not look Chinese at all.

Saturday,
Work.
Monitor down at work, so i had to resort to this old but serves its purpose laptop i borrowed. It's not so bad because i have songs jamming from Limp Bizkit to Bananarama.
Back home to pick up the remaining bags of fleas to put in the boot. Turned in early for the night, for the next day is gonna be a long day.

Sunday,
Anticipated Sunday finally arrived, where we drag big and small bags along the pavement to Sculpture Sqaure in the early morning. I only brought in the first bag, whereas my other half will come in later in the afternoon. It was a major turnoff to see that the area behind our table was infested with a line of crawling ants, sending us the scratching and itching sensation.
Before we even had any sales, Rina and I made our way around the grounds, looking for bargains, of course we got ourselves some stuffs at the end of it. It started out with swatting flies, then as the crowd slowly inch in, we got hyped from the initial sales and that's how motivation came along too. Parents came in the later afternoon with more bags, can you just imagine that? But of course, i don't think i sold any of their stuffs. My new dresses went at really low cost price, but well, if i don't let them go, it's just gonna stay in the closet and just that.
Overall, all the sweat and hardwork in promoting were paid off, at least covering the rental amount. Kudos to Rina, Chris, Arik and me, with backstage workers like our parents for providing some props, goods and moral support. Not forgetting we have 2 hard working brothers of ours, Clyde and Keith for the "air conditioning" provided.
Drained out at the end of the day, with all the haggling and negotiation.

Monday,
I had Redoxen and hot chocolate served to kick start my Monday.
Work.
I forgotten to bring along my favourite pair of shorts for workout, so gave gym a miss.

Tuesday,
I cooked rice and left it overnight for better taste for the fried rice i'm cooking in the morning. Just to flavour it, i think i added almost all the seasonings and sauces i have at home, but the end product is tasty. Packed it in the container and there it goes with me.
Work.
Work affairs going on, how interesting can it go? I pretty much got myself involved because i was the only contactable one at that time. And fancy them jeopardizing the opening hours for that getaway that got into hot boiling cauldron.
Gym-ed and turned in after 5 rounds of mini Mahjong.

Wednesday,
Work.
Things are taking for a turn, be it good or bad, but it certainly affected my day. Its not the mixed signals, but i think it's just the side effects of the prolong situation i've faced ever since i don't know when. Patience, i was told that and thus, achieved. I've pretty much gotten back on the independent track, til i know i can fall on it, i will let myself fall knowing that i would be caught. But i definitely won't deny the intimacy and closeness i longed, so much that i've forgotten how it feels like, i'm starting to get accustom to it.
How long can i savour good moments? As long as i know i've gave my best, that's all it takes. Nuff said, i'm just gonna take things with stride, like i always do. Picking up the pieces of where my stress level has taken me to, the amount of long hours i spent doing nothing much productive.
On a side note, i smell nice today, not the Sakura smell, but CK in2u. I also had a deliciously home cooked omelette with cheese and sausage this morning, the taste still lingers in my taste buds.
Gym-ed.


Things ain't fair in love in war, never been the kind to be ignored, tried to push me to the edge.