Hello awesome people of the earth

just needed to say
I am in absolute delight.

Does it hurt, does it hurt? Tell me if it hurts, if it hurts like a rightful bitch?

to be honest I am uncertain if this is the way to go... Am I being unbelievable or what?
Suppose a creak of a young crack starts to stir one fine day and with little warning everything comes crumbling down in a big way, will that mean all of what had happened was not meant to be taken in with such graceful, unbroken stride?

meanwhile. there's a fantastic weekend planned ahead. the next is looking really promising too. what could be better than getting to see and spend time with my favourite people friday through sunday? I wish it'd be made easier lugging a camera around during weekends shooting at everything that makes the bright and happy. but seriously, shooting 24/7?... greenfacedgonnapukepukingnowbleagh lah.

sort of like leaving work to go back to work.

WHATTHEFUCK WHATTHEFUCK!!!!

wind down sunday

Past week or two at work had been a real eye and mind opener. Especially grateful to polar puff SM, whom I believe is some kind of genius. For constantly putting things in new perspectives that never once fell into consideration yet make absolute sense when seen with thought. Also grateful to brinlems the tech wonder with the brilliant proxy idea and all the help. It really scares to see a real person on the war path armed with hateful intentions of a self absorbed being determined to carry out the modus operandi that would eventually bring an organisation into jeopardy. Fortunately though, if karma proves to be good and alive, all of this will come to a close before the end of the week.

I have been given far too much flak recently, about the amount of time I spend at or on work. The fact that I actually am serious about work ethics and my profession doesn't seem to register with certain people it seems. I am neither overworked nor losing sleep or missing a social life. Why should it be necessary for explanation on how office hours end after 10pm, or doesn't end when the weekend arrives, if there is much to be caught up with? What is that distaste expressed, when one is openly concerned about how corporate services is served and viewed by the rest of the office? Should there not be worry when you have privy information that might lead to the gradual demise of the corporate office if not made known? Not saying that I am the ultimate earthly saint warrior and protector, but this incredible shallow of professionalism displayed is beyond my understanding. To whine about the work of others really just says more than if you were to whine about your own. Hence I encourage all of you who hate your job and have been in pain for more than 3 months now - just fucking resign please and put yourself out of misery.

Appreciate the genuine concern from friends who might think this workaholic-ness is a cause-effect reaction from recent events though. Appreciate Angeline too, for being always ready to listen to my ramblings on bad days. But I must assure you that things have never been better. schnyp knows that I am now 5% happier. Sure, the heartache is inevitable. At the end of the day, life still has to go on doesn't it? What's the point of harping on past glories?

Ever felt tired at the idea of speaking because there was way too much to be said?

Almost done!

Yes still in office. Don't need to remind me, what a no-lifer I am. Justification if you're seriously bothered by this
workaholic-ness: Work hard during the weekdays. Play harder during weekends yes? So for some reason a colleague of mine would buy puffs from Polar (assuming, at the petrol station) whenever he goes out of office to conduct lectures mid day and then gives one to me when he comes back. Is there a get-2-cheaper deal or some sort? Anyway it's still a sweet gesture. And knowing I had headed out for a quick nightshoot some place in Jurong earlier this evening, a row of lights on 9th were left on though everyone had left. Little things like that really help make life seem a little more worthy, during times as such.

Puff tasted way better than the dinner office despatch people tapao-ed (which I barely touched)

may 4 sunday
just woke not too long ago, with mom ringing to ask (half hysterically) Whatever will happen to the breakfast the lunch I bought you? hadn't really been a late night yesterday though, was just early long brekkie-lunch affair with regs in sengkang, hanging out with bd in pasir ris at her flea-market-blood-drive, and then into town for some feet unbinding at a late night movie with austin who was as sick as a sick pup could be, heavy head screwed up nasals and all. Maybe I re-caught something.

adjectives to recent events: disjointed, amused, apprehensive, flattered, appreciative, hopeful, annoyed, thoughtful, wistful, re-energized, aware.

I gave the 4.5th year anniversary present to my colleague's little daughter. it's a start, right?