HazyDaze

2 Days ago, it was the when Mars was the closest to earth. It’s the closest it has been for 60,000 years and will not be this close again until 2287. Click here. It’s almost impossible to see it here in Singapore coz it’s way too bright. But KL asked me to look into the sky and spot the brightest star and that was supposed to be Mars. I think I spotted it - it’s yellow!

KL went with his friends to somewhere out of the city to try to see it. Unfortunately, it was too cloudy and so they went home. I wonder why everyone is so interesting in spotting Mars? Are they hoping to spot some little green men on it?

Anyway, I remembered a stupid song we used to sing when we were little. Promise not to laugh, it goes like this:

In the land of Mars,
where the ladies don’t wear bras.
But the men don’t care,
coz they don’t wear underwear.

Was my first weekend since I came back. Saturday mornings are very important to me and becoz it was my mum day off, naturally I was woken up by her banging, loud talking and loud TV on. ARGH! But thinking it was 12.47pm; I decided it was a good time to wake up anyway. But still, I wanted to wake up on my own, you understand?

After lunch, my parents were quarrelling about my mum’s stupidity and I was getting annoyed. The noise at home was overpowering. I couldn’t take it anymore. I changed, packed my bag and went to the gym. My blood pressure was rising and I had a mild migraine developing. I didn’t care. But KL thinks its bad for health to go exercise with my condition; I had sore throat and dry cough the last 2 days. I really couldn’t care anymore. I think its healthier to go to the gym than stay home. With my blood pressure rising, loud noises damaging my ear and my dad smoking away, I went to the gym anyway.

I was there from 4.30 to 6.30pm. It felt great. My head is still pounding right now, but I don’t care. At least I came home with the house quieter. Oh, I meet my guy friend from my poly. He’s a famous flirt in my school and used to be interested in me. During my hay days, no matter how flirt or how great a guy can play his game, they always fall into my control somehow. Yes, it sounds like I’m boasting, but I’m not. Haha…I even managed to get him to do 2 of my major projects for me. Hah! And I aced it too. Oh, did I mention he lives across the road? And also, he was KL’s Commanding Officer in KL’s National Service? Hahaa….Singapore is really small. Luckily, he was nice to KL. After NS, he went Brisbane to continue his study and he just returned like 2 weeks ago with his Masters. He asked if I was still with KL and I told him it’s our 8th year this year. His reaction - dropped jaws. Haha….I felt proud at that moment though. Anyway, we exchanged number and he left. I felt like shit after I realised, I looked gross and not to mention fat. Who in the world will look good after she put on about 10kg since she left school and is currently in her tights with tee shirt and sweaty face with absolutely no make up at all. Yes, I know, I’m not interested in him……but it’s natural to feel that way when one just met a ex schoolmate and not to mention someone who used to be interested in you??

I hate the feeling. It’s Friday night and I’m home. I should be out painting the town red or something. I don’t mind staying home, but it really sucks when you are home alone and missing someone special.

I had my performance appraisal yesterday and most of my colleague took like less than half hour with RG, while I took almost 50 mins in RG’s office. My colleagues as usual, thinks I’m just way too talkative but in my defence, I said it was my first appraisal and RG was kind enough to explain the objective of it.

The organisation allocates all staff a certain amount of money for Personal Development. And RG asked what have I come up with. As I had no clue about this, he gave me one week to get back to him. He mentioned so far SK has gone for language lessons - Korean and Japanese, VC has gone for Mandarin lessons and ST (admin officer) have gone for bookkeeping courses. I asked him if I could do anything, he said yes. I told him I want to take up hairdressing. Hahaa…..he laughed and asked me to take up knitting instead. Okay, on my way home in the bus, I suddenly thought of taking some professional business writing course from British council, since we write damn a lot of letters. So settled.

Was reading DW’s blog a moment ago and I remember RG said that every ‘proper’ organisation should have a Mission Statement and said that everyone should have one too. He asked me what was my Mission Statement. I bluntly said, “I don’t know.”

About a month ago, GL asked me, “What makes you happy?” I replied that when all my love ones, including family and friends are happy, I’m happy. She snapped at me said that I should be selfish and think about what makes ME happy. I thought about it now and “I don’t know.”

What is your Mission Statement? What makes you happy?

Let me tell you a little story: -

I went Melbourne last year for about 3 months and arrived in June. Other than spending my time shopping, I usually stay home doing housework and cook. One day, on our way back from the video shop, which is like the next building, we saw a notice right outside our apartment. It’s a Lost Notice. Someone lost his/her house keys and gave his/her contact number as well as address, so that the finder can return the keys. DUH?!?!? HOME ADDRESS??? LOST YOUR KEYS AND YOU GAVE YOUR ADDRESS??? Then, what we realised next was the owner of the lost keys lives in KL’s apartment. This means that he gave access to his own apartment as well as access to the building. You see, you’ll need a security key to get into the building.

Anyway, the next day while KL was in school and I was at home preparing lunch and I hear a knock on the door. Knowing that KL was in class at that time, I quickly assume it’s one of his friends living in the same building. But, it’s still early; those party animals should be still in bed. Anyhow, I looked thru the peephole. *Gasp! It’s this strange unkempt large Aussie man. He looks like a drunk or even a homeless man. Definitely not someone who lives in the building. He wore this blue-checkered flannel shirt with faded jeans. He’s got a messy and really untidy beard and hair. Well, I was really scared. He then tried to turn the doorknob a few times and then got disinterested and left. KL came home about an hour later and I was relieved.

The next day, while KL was at home with me, there was another knock on the door. My heart missed a beat. We realised it was 2 Aussie Police and we opened the door. They asked if we have seen any suspicious man yesterday in the building and KL told them about what happened the day before. They said that the residents in the building complaint about a suspicious character in the building trying to open the doors. After giving my brief description of the man, they have confirmed it was the same guy and told us to be careful. THAT’S IT?? HUH?? Well, nothing anyone can do now right?

Alright, I still think about it pretty often every now and then. How dangerous was the situation. This trip to Melbourne however made me more nervous. KL has moved to another apartment. But, it seemed to have more security features than the previous one, but because I was very unfamiliar with the apartment, I was very very nervous.

On the morning of 12 August 2003, KL woke me up to go with him to the carpark because there wasn’t any spare key and he had to go to school. After returning back from the carpark, I became paranoid and checked over and over again if I locked the door and if the window was locked. I soon fell asleep but had a nightmare. I dreamt of the drunken unkempt man with his blue flannel shirt and faded jeans. I woke up, took the biggest knife in KL’s kitchen and place it under my pillow and fell back to slumber. I tell you, when I woke up, I thought I had dreamt it all. It was only when I saw the knife under my pillow, I realised I was that paranoid.

I feel silly thinking about it now. But what else could I have done?

Hi, I’m back in steaming singapore. I arrived last night at 10pm and was back to the workforce this morning. Been a busy day at the office. Seeing my workload piled up, felt like I was being punished for going on leave.

I’m tired and got loads of unpacking, as well as laundry to do. Will update tomorrow.

*YAWN

Hello, I’ve arrived safely in Melbourne. Got a cold. Guess, I haven’t recovered fully before I left. The air on the plane made my cold worse…*sniff.

I had very crappy seat on the plane. I sat in the middle aisle, in the middle seat. A middle age couple on my left and a asian young man on my right. The young man sigh the whole journey, never seen such an pessimistic young man before. I got very irriated with the sighing.

Within the first 2 hours of the flight, I excused myself to go to the toilet twice. I pitied the poor young man coz I caused him so much inconvinence. I don’t have a weak bladder but I drunk a lot of water in the afternoon and somehow, my body was retarded and processed the water only much later while I was in the plane. In my 7 hours flight, I drunk a grand total of like 2 cups of apple juice, 1 cup of orange juice, 3 cups of water and 2 cups of tea. Hehee…I was thristy mah!

After going to the toilet for the second time, I was feeling sorry for the young man. I offered to lend him my pen when he needed to write his immigration card. But everytime I asked for water from the air-steward, I see fear and horror in his eyes. Soon, he was sighing more often. Hehee…

Anyway, somehow, my plane was early and landed at 4am (I think my plane was speeding) instead of 4.30. As I waited for KL to pick me up, I went out of the airport to experience the weather. Initially, I didn’t wear my jacket and was playing with smoke from my mouth. As I waited on for KL, the wind got stronger and I realised I was shivering. Maybe that’s how I caught the cold. =P

It hard to explain my feelings when I was in KL’s car on the way to his apartment. It’s strange, I was happy, it felt like home. You know the feelings you get when you return from a holiday and you are in the Changi Airport? It’s not my first time to Melbourne - it’s my 4th time. Last year, I spent almost 3 months here. I really missed the place and as we reached his place, it felt like home. I’m confused why I felt like that. I told KL about it and he thinks it’s coz I’m with him - so egoistic! *tsk. Hmm…maybe, home is where the heart is, right?

Anyway, I love ‘Mekong’ - this viet beef noodles place in the city and I satisfied my craving for it this afternoon. Yums! I did a quick city shopping and bought a bag (AUD 29.90) and a top (AUD 7.00). Note: I’m trying to pace myself.

So here I am, while KL and his friends are watching ‘Tears of the Sun’ at KL’s place while i blog. Stay tune tomorrow to see what great buys I purchased. Hehee.

I’ll be on the plane to be with KL in about 20 hours time. Yeah!

It’s not the first time my folks left me alone and went for holiday. It’s a bit different this time. All those other times, I was still studying but now I’m working and I have the whole house to myself. I try to imagine myself as a Young Single Working Adult living on her own. It’s so Liberating!

I didn’t go wild, host party at home or anything of such. In fact, I was busy…busy packing, house chores, planning my trip. I just finished ironing a load of clothes with a can of Tiger beer. I don’t really like wine, or maybe I have not found a nice one yet. I think wine drinking is too bourgeois (correct spelling?). I love a nice cold beer at the end of a hard day. I love burping while drinking beer. Ironing clothes with Laura Fygi at the background and enjoying a cold can of Tiger Beer. How Liberating!

*BURP*

Parents have left Perth….I have the whole house to myself….I blasting my MP3 loudly right now….oh…I just made dinner right after shower - wore nothing but my towel wrapped around…..guess that makes me the ‘Naked Chef’?

*missing KL like mad now*

Went out to celebrate my new found ‘figure’ with BS and NL - Swensons Ice-Cream (Sticky Chewy Chocolate)!

2 weeks worth of strict dieting and exercising all gone to waste. *Doh!

P/S: But, I feel good!

I think I lost some weight but I’m not sure coz still afraid of the weighing scale. Stared at myself in the mirror naked this morning and thought my boobs are smaller. Wore my favourite bra and was proved right.

Damn! First thing to go when lose weight but the last thing to gain when gaining weight. Nevermind, got plenty to spare. But still….*sniff….WHERE’S MY BOOBIES!!!

Excuse of the Day : When you are sick, you can’t go to the Gym!

Was about to eat my flu medicine when I broke my favourite ugly teacup. Damn sway (unlucky)!

Damn! I think I’m sick. Thermometer (courtesy from S’pore govt) reads ‘37.0 degrees C’

Random Thoughts….

1. Sore throat hurts - hope I recover before I go for my trip.

2. Should I risk ’smuggling’ in Bak Kut Teh Soup base to Australia?

3. Anything Else looks good, but Woody Allen?

4. Almost 2 weeks of strict dieting and exercise, why haven’t I lost any weight?

5. Hmm….I think I smell chicken wings…*drool*

6. I want a beautiful and strong white horse. I think I will name her Melody.

7. What makes me happy? - GL’s question.

8. Is Family less important to some people than their own happiness?

9. I want to go bowling

10. What’s GL’s problem? Why is she mad with me? Fuck!

11. Why is KL so moody?

12. Worried about KL’s drive to Mt Buller tomorrow.