Expressionless Face

Ok, I guess I was just damn pissed off yesterday. Pardon me for the vulgarity used in my last post.

Bubbles said I was getting old. She said that I told her I would buy breakfast today, so we could walk around during lunchtime. REALLY???? I genuinely cannot recall saying that. Must be the rage in me yesterday… Sorry Bubbles, I buy you lunch later ya?

Actually, I was in the mood to walk yesterday, because I felt like not working. But then, Bubbles was busy, so we just took a quick lunch and walked around the vicinity, which was nothing worth walking, really.

Not that I wanted to shop, although I do need another pair of black heels, because the one I bought was too high. I think it easily comes to 3 inches! And I don’t think I can keep walking in those, come a day should I need to do a lot of walking. So yeah, I need one more pair of lower black heels.

But, since I will be going to KL next week, I should tahan till I am there, and see if I can get anything, right? If not, I can always come back here and buy from good old Charles & Keith.

I took a bus home with Coliq-M yesterday. She had not been feeling well, and taking MCs quite frequently, as I see it. But then, I also suspected that she was going for interviews, which I told Bubbles. We both knew that she was not very happy with her work, and worse, recently, due to the reshuffling of office space, she had to decide which boss she wanted to follow. She supported 2 bosses and they would be at different levels after the move, you see. Suay suay, she chose the one that did not want to take her, so basically she had no choice la.

All these Bubbles told me lah, and of course I had to pretend that I did not know. When Coliq-M told me she had to follow the one she did not want to follow yesterday, she did not sound like anything. I mean, if it were me, I would probably show a black face whole day already. I am those whose face will show how I am feeling.

But Coliq-M was very expressionless lor. Yes, I knew she is like that before, but then, at that spur of the moment, I just felt that she is another dangerous character to be wary of. This kind of people, you never know how they are really feeling, what they really think of you.

I am a very simple person. What I say is what I have in mind. What you see on my face is how I really feel. And sometimes, I think I say too much, so much that it’s so easy for other people to anticipate my next steps. Easy to manipulate, I should say.

Maybe, I should learn to hide my feelings. To be like Coliq-M, face expressionless hahaha. Good?

Flower Power

2 stalks of Roses – Mutual Feelings

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WTF!

LT just called to say that Mr. Y asked for my number. And she said ‘Don’t reject him if he asks you to go out ok!’

Wahlau! You mean I MUST go out with him if he asks? I cannot reject him meh? I cannot decide who I want to go out with, and who I don’t?

‘He will make a very good husband, I tell you!’

If he is so good, take him yourself lah. Or introduce him to your so many other single friends. Why me???

‘He is very caring. You see the way he chiong all the home just to get the extra helmet.’

Ok, I give him credit for that. But who knows, it may be them who told him to go home and get it?

And I cannot stand men who are shy. 3 times we met, and I think we did not speak more than 15 sentences. Not counting the time when I was drunk and talking nonsense of course. If I am the one who have to make small talk all the time, forget it, ok?

Another thing I cannot stand – his fingernails. No matter what excuse they gave for him, I still don’t understand why he has to grow them long, dig nose? I don’t know. I personally prefer men’s nails to be short and clean.

‘Don’t keep thinking that he is 4 years younger than you. I have friends whose husbands are 8 years younger!’

I don’t fuck care whether your friends’ husbands are younger or older, but I cannot accept it, ok?!

STOP PUSHING ME TO THIS PERSON CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Nothing Much To Talk About

Nothing much happening recently. Nothing much to blog about. Bottlenecked. After not even one year of blogging. Maybe I blog too much, so that’s why I run out of topics.

Oh yeah. JNC bought me the book on blogging. Must go back and finish reading it to get some ideas kekeke (Ok, I confess, I am only halfway through it ;p).

I love this group of friends I have. They never fail to make me happy, and always full of surprises. The only thing I miss about leaving that company, is the many friends I have mad. I still keep in touch with quite a few of them.

Princess Pork Chops, Princess Chicadelic, Princess Ditz, Lost Sheep, GQ, YL, LA, MT, JNC, Bor2Lee.

They had a warehouse sale last Saturday, and I went to see what good deal I could grab. I met one of the retail leaders whom I have not met for a long time. Funny, because I frequent the departmental stores, but seldom bump into him.

He told me ‘I will remember you forever…. Because you did my diploma graduation project for me!’ Ahahaha. I almost completely forgot that I did his project for him, until he reminded me that day. Luckily he passed his diploma, if not I will be the main culprit…

He also said that he missed the days when we all were still around – lunch together, laugh together, chitchat together. Now, everybody minds their own business. Everybody lunch on their own. Everybody keeps to themselves. There is no bonding at all.

Of course lah, you think its so easy meh. Someone (like me ;p) has to take the initiative to gather everyone together mah. Someone has to make sure there is bonding time mah. Someone has to be the person who take care of all the shit work, and let them all go enjoy mah.

Funny how I managed to do that, because now, I am the anti-social one, not bothering about anything else outside the one meter diameter of my work space. Why huh? *shrug*

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Flower Power
1 stalk of Rose – Love @ first sight

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390 Million

Bubbles is back, and she updated me on her trip. She blogged about V’s BIG house, and she was still talking about it over lunch. I guess anyone would be awed by such an ostentation. If I have the opportunity, I would also wanna see the BIG house hehehe.

And, again to Anonymous from Bubble’s blog – Thanks but no thanks. I know who that guy is, and we have both given each other not a very good first impression, and I don’t think I wanna live with his parents high up on the mountain. ;p

I remember I had a classmate, who lived in a similar house in Singapore. Maybe not as big, but still big in my opinion, for a family of four. And as far as I know, that friend of mine does not have any maids.

There are basically 4 levels in the house. Or was it five, because I remembered there was a dining area, and a basement. Oh yes, Bubbles, now I remember, this friend of mine also has a lift in the house.

One level for his parents, one level for his brother, one level for that friend, one level living room + dining area. I can’t remember if they had any gym or swimming pool though.

If the father is on one level and wants to look for the son, he will intercom for him using the phone. Like how a boss would do to his staff. If I remember correctly, he ever told us that his father used to be in the military, not sure doing what. So maybe he is used to being ‘summoned’ like that. But for me, I just find it so… unfeeling.

That is just my opinion lah. Of course some people may like it, I don’t know…

Maybe, I wouldn’t be able to fit into such a household. As in, the background, culture, everything also tak match. I think, I will feel very uneasy staying there, if I ever marry into such a family.

Like, I am sure the things we talk about will be different.

Like, I am sure they will have a lot of socializing to do, which I hate.

Like, I am sure they have a lot of rules to follow, which I am also sure I will break all of them.

I am comfortable being just me. No pretense. No bullshit. I don’t need tons of money to spend (of course, if I do, it’s a big bonus ;p), and I don’t like to be doing nothing all the time. I think I will go crazy, and wish I can die faster.

Let me see, if I have the money, what will I do?

Hehehe, this reminds me of the conversation me, YL and LA had in Taipei, when we were chatting away in the late nights – What would we do if we struck 390 million? (Update: YL: reminded me that the 390 is in USD ;p)

Me?

I would open a manicure place. Everyday just indulge in mani/pedi. Them I would start writing my book. And if no one buy, I will buy them all and distribute to friends! Ahahaha! And I would also open a florist, and learn flower arrangement. And I would send my friends fresh flowers everyday, or once a week. LA and YL already said they would remember this and make sure I keep my promise ahahaha!

I would buy a house big enough for my mum and me. Erm, since I don’t want to drive, I guess we will stick to taking cabs. Oh yes, bring my mum to the places she wants to visit. Invite my bro’s Godparents, so she will have company, while I go shop or something ;p. Get Elfie a companion. No breeding, of course. Do some charity work, maybe.

YL would import clothes from Korea, set up a cart, and sell clothes. But her cart will only be in business from 11am – 4pm. Ahahaha! And she will buy a car, and hire a chauffer. Why she doesn’t want to drive herself, I can’t remember ;p. (Update: YL said that she is lazy! And emphasized that it has to be a mini cooper!)

LA… what did she say? I think she said she would go back to school, and study something, and travel the world. (YL also can’t remember what LA said, bah..)

Sigh… When will we strike that 390 million?

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Weight, Hair, and Me

I put on my MSN that I wanted to slim down 15kg. Wahahahaha! Sounds a lot, doesn’t it? Everyone is msning me about it. Hahaha! But I think I need to. I miss the days when I weigh a mere 43. But then, that is totally not achievable now! Sobsob!

So I think, 48 is more achievable, and I guess, will look healthier. So… make it 10 instead of 15 lah. *Chuckles*

Note: I am not 58kg YET, by the way…

Hey, wasn’t that one of my New Year Resolutions? So, I should start to do something about it ya.

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Eat less is for sure. I am sure I can do it.

Exercise. This is the difficult one. As you ALL may know, I have signed up for Amore, BUT have not gone for any class yet. So, it’s high time I start, else the membership will expire in September (I think), and my money will be down the drain.

I have signed up for dance class too. Street Salsa. Is that the same as the Salsa I always see on TV? I have no idea. Will let you know when I find out.

Walk my dog more. Well… This is also a form of exercise too, right? Hehehehe… Elfie happy, I lose weight, I also happy. Best of both worlds.

I am very inspired by Miko. Look how much weight she lost! I am sure I can do it too, with abit more determination.

Give me your encouragement pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze…

I am starting to love my short hair. Feels so much lighter. Save so much shampoo and conditioner. Drop less hair. Kekeke. I am happy!

But then, one thing still bothers me.

When I had long hair, sometimes, my hair will go into ‘restricted areas’. Like in between the ‘2 little hills’ in the front. I am the kind who cannot stand a little bit of itch and will start fidgeting if anywhere is itching. So, last time when this happens, all I need to do is to flip my long hair back.

But now, when I have short hair, and this still happens. Because they drop and fall inside, and stay inside, because of the obstruction to fall further down onto the floor. And I can’t just dip my fingers in, and pull the hair out. Because it is unsightly to do that in public you see.

Lucky where I sit in the office, there is always nobody around, so I can easily do that. I just hope that no one will suddenly appear from the corner, and see what I did, and tell the whole world about it.

‘Rose just pulled hair from her bra!’

-_-”’

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Missing…

I like watching the sunset…

with the right person.

It feels good to be loved and missed. Doesn’t it?

I like it when you are missing that person, and your phone rings, and that same person is calling.

I like it when you call a person, and it seems to be just the right time to do so, because that person needs to talk.

I like it when there is no awkwardness, even if there is silence between 2 persons, and you are just enjoying each other’s company.

Too bad, sometimes, the timing isn’t always right.

I miss you.

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Random Photos

My colleague gave me this box of strawberry mochi from Japan

Yummy! Bubbles, I will save some for you!

The Ferris Wheel is almost complete. I mean the skeleton of it…

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Backfire

Last Saturday was my ex-colleagues’ third attempt at playing match-make. This time, it was to celebrate LT’s belated birthday, so we went out for dinner at Sushi Tei at Paragon.

I arrived slightly late because I had to feed Elfie (Mum’s out playing mahjong). And I was not the latest. Mr. Y (That guy they wanted to go park-tor with) was late, forgivable, because he was on night shift the day before, and just woke up from his sleep.

So we ate our favourite sushi and stuff, and LT’s favourite ice cream. She is crazy, I tell you. There were 7 of us, and she ordered 8 ice cream. After dinner, we can comfortable share 4 desserts and still have leftover, So you tell me, how to finish 8 desserts, when there were only 7 of us, and after such a filling dinner? But well, that is the LT I know. She wants, she orders, and we eat (because she simply puts it into our dishes and ‘forced’ us to finish the food). I am sort of used to it. And because I like ice cream too, I did not voice my objection, as I would have if it were other food in other occasions.

They had planned to go KTV after dinner, but because it was still early, we went shopping a little. But somehow or other, after some whispering among the rest of the girls without consulting me, they decided to go to LT’s house to play mahjong instead.

I not stupid, I know why they changed the venue. Because if we stayed in town area, I can share a cab home with LT, because we stayed near to each other, then Mr. Y would have no chance to send me home (if they made him). But if we were at LT’s house, he would have to send me home. So I am quite positive they came up with this plot, so that Mr. Y and I could have some quality time together, on the bike.

Little did they know that I was having a terrible headache that day, and had no wish to play such a noisy game or go on an adventure on the bike a second time…

So, anyway, we adjourned to LT’s house. Mr. Y did not arrive until much much later (I found out why later). And we played mahjong. Though I made it clear in the beginning that I did not want to play, they made me. And of course, Mr. Y. And LT, as usual, started her ‘interrogation’ with Mr. Y. How often he does night shift, what is his favourite colour, what car he bought, when was his birthday, what is his zodiac sign, etc etc etc. I really did not catch the conversation, because I was trying not to lose the game, and my headache was getting worse.

Finally, after one round of east, south, west, north, they let me off, and the guys played. We girls went down for supper, as EH was hungry. Then, I told them that I did not want to go on the bike that night, as I was not feeling well, and… I felt it was not very convenient…

But they insisted, because Mr. Y had not known that it was such a big group (He thought he was only meeting EH and hubby), and he knew that he would be sending me home, so after dinner, he rushed home all the way north to get his extra helmet, and then rushed all the way west to LT’s house. OK! That was enough to make me feel bad. BUT, I still felt uncomfortable because, … it was simply not convenient for me. And then the emotional blackmail began. ‘He went all the way home to get the helmet leh, you have to be appreciative/North is not near here leh/You should let him send you home, he went home specially to take the helmet one/etc etc etc’.

If they had left me alone there and then, maybe I would have felt bad later and just guai guai sit on the bike. But after saying so much, they just pissed me off, and made me feel that they are trying too hard to push me to him, or vice versa. I just kept quiet, as I did not want to argue. When we went back upstairs, I was ‘forced’ to play another round of mahjong. Mr. Y and EH’s hubby had gone for smoke break. When they came back, I couldn’t help but noticed the strong cigarette smell on him. And the fingernails on his pinkies… I really don’t understand why any men would want/need/have to grow them long. There is only one reason I can think of, and I don’t think I need to spell that out. So oops! Now I am totally turned off by him. Struck off my list. I am sorry…

You see my friends, try too hard, and the plan might backfire. I have told them many times – let nature take its course. But, this is clearly not nature’s course, because I can ‘hear’ them planning this and that, and making me do things that I am not willing to do. I am 吃软不吃硬kind, so, the more you force me, the more I don’t like, the more I turn away.

Oh, and I found out, he is not one, not two, but F.O.U.R years younger than me! My younger brother’s age! No way man! Although I don’t look my age (a-hem), even look younger than him (a-hem-hem), but still, psychologically, I am not prepared to date my younger brother.

So, if you will excuse me now, I need to think of a hundred reasons to turn down their invitation to celebrate his birthday in a few week’ time.

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Bo Liao

Boss is still talking business in her room, at this unworldly hour, while I try to pack more files into the boxes provided. But as I packed, I realized that the more I packed, the more files seemed to surface, files that I have never seen before, or even known their existence before. Feeling the stress now, I decided NOT to pack anymore tonight. What a logic… Kekeke..

I sat down at my desk, and stared at my PC. Then I remembered Bubbles asked me about Mr. A. So I called him. He was stuck in a jam, on his way home, feeling frustrated and was halfway through smsing a complaint to the authorities. He started grumbling and grumbling about the jam. Then he apologized for grumbling, when I was the one who called. I told him its ok, and thanked him for curing my boredom. So it’s a win-win thing, he gets to grumble, I don’t get bored. And we continued to talk, while he drove home. I shall not bored you people with our conversation ya.

Until I heard the beep-beep-beepbeepbeepbeepbeep sound of his car reversing into his parking lot, I said it was time to say bye. He said ‘Wah! Like that you also can hear ar!’ Of course lah, I am not deaf, what… (This part, he asked me to write, so I did kekeke).

And so, now I am blogging away, in the silence of the night. What to blog about, hmmm… Let me think…

I really admire boss’s energy. At this time, I am usually tired, stoned, and can’t do anything much except stare at the TV, read a book, or sleep. But boss, is still talking and talking, full of energy. How boss manages to do that, I don’t know. Boss doesn’t seem to need sleep, or food, or water, or go to the toilet. Today is a big exception, because boss drank a lot of tea, and went to the toilet 3 times. Usually, within the day, I only see boss go once, or twice at most. And boss asked me to buy her food twice. Must go buy 4D and Toto.

No sleep, no food, no water, and yet still have such good complexion, no eye bags, no dark circles, not much wrinkles. How nice… I want to be like that too. How come I sleep so much, drink so much water, go facial, still got eye bag, and I can see some wrinkles coming out from I-don’t-know-where. This is not fair…

Ok, as you can see, this is really a very bo-liao post, just to keep myself occupied, while boss keeps on talking in the room. BUT, I think they are finishing soon. This is the last project they need to talk about. So I shall stop, and pretend to be working hard, so I can get good bonus this year. Kekekekeke…

Ciao!

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Maybe…

Some things, I guess, can never be avoided. The more you avoid, the more it comes back to you. So I guess (again) the best way to deal with it, is to, well, deal with it, when it comes.

Guess who I met when I was getting some takeaway lunch just now?

My ex-boss. The one who suddenly ‘hit on me’, after I left the company.

Update:

The last I mentioned him was at EH’s wedding, where I literally ‘fled’ from the dinner venue, like Cinderella did, except I wasn’t wearing glass slippers, and I didn’t drop my shoe.

The next time he smsed me ‘Merry Christmas’, I did not reply him, hoping that he would stop if he did not get any reply. Which I thought he did. But no, after CNY, he smsed me ‘I forgot to wish you Happy Chinese New Year!’, to which, I ignored too, again hoping that he would forget my existence after that.

But, 人算不如天算, as I was walking to the order counter, I thought I saw a familiar figure sitting at the table near the main entrance, from where I was walking in from. And he flashed me his big smile. So, I had no choice but to walk to him and say hi, at the very least.

We had the polite handshake, and chatted abit, like how I was doing, how he was doing, his current secretary is leaving (which I already knew from my ex-colleagues) blah blah blah. And he found out that I was working at the next building *shivers*. I don’t think he would ask me out for lunch one day, would he?

And then I gave some excuse that I need to buy my food and get back to work, and ended our brief conversation.

Oh well, maybe he really did not mean anything by those smses he sent me. Maybe it was just a friendly gesture. Maybe he was just trying to be nice.

Afterall, he was with a female friend just now. Maybe she is his close friend?

Maybe…

Anyway, the first thing I did when I came back to the office, was to wash my hands with soap.

I am still the clean freak I am kekekeke….

P/S: Lucky I am not wearing that top I wore to take the picture of my new hair, or any other tops that are low-cut/translucent/revealing. If not, that wouldn’t be the end of the story, which I hope it is…

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