HazyDaze

I’ve been having sniff neck since monday morning. I now sport a medicated pad on my neck. *sigh…signs of ageing.

I went to Johor Bahru with BS, NL and GL and stayed for a night. Sounds crazy yah? But it was honestly great fun. Trying to organise the photos, but this is the itinerary that BS sent the day before. *Note: PH is me.

Day 1

8.15am: GL, PH, NL meet at PH’s bus stop go towards stadium. There you girls will take Bus 30 to tanjong pagar train station.

8.45am: Meet up with BS at train station, buy tickets, eat prata, drink ice milo and buy newspaper

9.35am: Board train and away we go… Most probably sit in the nice mail compartment. So please wear something durable, at least covers half your legs and please no revealing/flimsy/see through blouses.

10.20am: Reach Woodlands Immigration, where we will be herded like sheep…. Mmbbeeeh!!

10.30am: Reach JB train station, walk to Pan Pacific to lounge in STYLE. Leave bags there if possible and walk to City Square for shopping.

12.30am: Lunch. Continue shopping. Can go to other Shopping Centres if you guys are up to it.

3.30pm: Shack liao…. Drag ourselves to hotel, check in. Rest in rooms. Meet up for some swimming pool lounging?

7.00pm: Meet up for dinner at Stulang for seafood.

9.45pm: Reach back hotel. Bathe, meet in one of our rooms and slack….

11.30pm: PH and GL; knockout and snore away…

11.31pm: BS and NL give each other knowing glances and go and sleep too.

Day 2

9.00am: Meet up for breakfast, either in hotel or we can walk around…

10.45am: enjoy last few hours in the rooms and lament about how short our trip was and how 3 of us have to give all this up and go to work tomorrow(Monday).

12.00pm: Checkout. Walk to immigration checkpoint, take bus or take train. If take train there is one at 1351. If not take bus to woodlands then take MRT.

Happy Birthday again, Old Maid!!

It’s the time of the year again where I fear most. Where was I at the stroke of midnight? I was at MT’s car on the way home from FF’s place. Quick update: FF is doing so well now and currently on medication for her anxiety and depression?!? She was also brave enough to stand up to the bitch and once again without anyone around or help said, “NO” to her.

I had dinner with MT and FF yesterday and had lots of fun. FF said that she haven’t gone out of the house for a long time. I’m glad she enjoyed herself yesterday.

KL was fast asleep when I came home and called him. Poor guy, studying hard for his papers. I love you anyway.

Woke up today and on the way to work, realised it’s my birthday. Hah! Late again for work and had colleagues wishing me. My workload didn’t seemed to know it’s my birthday and had not vanish off my desk yet. *Sigh… In order to release stress, I excused myself from lunch and went to the nearby bookshop and purchased a couple of magazine and a book - “the curious incident of the dog in the night-time”. Been eyeing on that book for a while, but since I have a lot of new books, unread on my shelves, I hadn’t the courage to get it until today. My birthday gift to myself. =) I then treated myself to a nice sandwich meal with a book at Delifrance. I’ve always been scared of being alone, but it was different this time. I really can’t explain it. I was actually happy. Maybe it’s the process of growing up. *sigh…

Before returning back to the office, I made a little trip to the ladies and discover a silver hair on the top of my head. AAAaahhhh….THE HORRORS!! Fancy discovering that your hair is greying on your 28th birthday.

My office girls bought me a Mango Cake from Crystal Jade and they sang birthday song for me and tease me as usual. It’s very sweet.

I had dinner with GL, BS and NL with my parents. I so badly wished KL was there with us. 6 of us had like a 8 course meal and completely cleared out all the dishes. After that, we adjourned to geyland for dessert - Durians!! It was fun coz dad told us about the stories when he was little, he and his group of mischiefs went into a durian plantation and stole durians. Hahaa…

We walked home after a satisfying meal and my parents brought my presents home while we went to BS’s place to ‘chill out’.

These are my birthday presents I collected so far.
- AngBao from FF’s mother
- Photo album from FF and MT to keep all our photographs
- CD from JN - “Chicken Soup for the Soul - Rejoice” <– Hahaa!!

AND, the best gift of all so far?

SHOES!!! GL, BS and NL bought me SHOES!!! 2 pairs to be correct!!! YEAH! Wonderful! I love my friends to the core. BS also made a photo frame with our group photo. So sweet! It’s now in front of my computer. Also, they gave me this hilarious card that reads, “Miss Shoe Queen”. Hehee…they know my crazy thing for shoes. Plus the shoes they bought are the ones I’ve been eyeing on for a while but stopped myself from buying. They are the greatest friends ever.

It’s really not such a bad birthday afterall. Of course, I still wish KL was here with me. Oh, by the way, I had a lot of people calling me and singing happy birthday into my ear today. What’s up with that? Hahaa…I love it anyway.

In the last 4 days, I’ve been told by 3 people that I’ve lost weight. So, I went out for KFC dinner with BS, GL and NL tonight to celebrate.

Hah!

I had a dream this morning. I dreamt that my dad and uncle tony went hunting for frogs, which they do very often when they were younger. They caught frogs and put them in a drawer. The thing is, they never told me which drawer they put the frogs in and I was afraid of opening any drawer fearing a frog might jump out to scare me.

Anyway, the worse part was, they skinned the frogs alive and ate frog sashimi in front of me and encourged me to try. EErk!

And then, I woke up.

Been asked a million or so times and every possible way and at every inappropriate times. The same question remains.

We had a little party today at the office. Then during dinner while I laughing at my colleague’s conversation exchange, I was asked that dreadful question by another colleague - “When are you getting married?”. Suddenly, everyone at the table stopped talking and turned towards and anticipating my answer. Stunted with a pasta hanging from the side of my mouth. I was speechless for a few seconds. The restaurant came to a halt. Time stood still. I opened my mouth to say something, the pasta fell onto the table. I laughed at myself, but no one seemed to laugh along with me. I crack a joke by saying that I’ll do so tomorrow. Again, no one laughed. I found myself laughing alone again. Suddenly, there was a loud bang - a waiter had dropped a stack of plates and some of the broken plates flew towards us.

Everyone was busy checking if the broken pieces cut anyone. There was so much movement and noise started again. During the commotion, I froze. Paralysed in fear, not because of the broken plates or the drops of blood on the floor but because I really didn’t know the answer to the question. I broke from myself, took the glass of water and drank. Taking huge gulps at a time. Looking up from my glass, I saw VC catching a glimpse of me and gave me a comforting pressed lips smile. I tried….I tried to smile back, but I can’t. I still had half of my face buried in the glass.

It seemed like God might had helped me this time. After everyone settled, it was soon back to normal. People talked across the table, laughing and totally forgot what had happened before, including VC.

After that, I really couldn’t concentrate on the movie we watched although, I had waited nearly 2 years since the last one. Just finished reading DW’s blog and thought about my peers having their own family makes me rather sad too.

I now wonder how many more times will I get rescued by God again.

Next Wednesday is my Birthday again! *sigh…. Been thinking about my navel ring again. When I was 21, I wanted to get one to mark a milestone of my life. When I was 25, I wanted to get it again. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not so much about the pain I’m afraid but the thought that it will only be healed after 6 months, plus the fact that I’m fat put me off.

Turning 28 soon, thinking about it again. Looked at some pictures of navel piercing today online. Damn gross! It doesn’t appeal me that much now. Wonder if it’s because I’m getting old.

Who know? Maybe when I turn 30?

Was so high strung the moment I woke up today. Called HK at about 11am asking if he could meet me for lunch in town today. I really needed to see a friendly face. *sigh, unfortunately, he can’t make it. GL called me too late, I went lunch alone at a little Japanese resturant. The experience was quite pleasant actually.

After work, I went to NSC alone and still feel crap, so I called GL to check if she want to hang out tonight. We arranged to meet at the CheeseCake Place. I was there first and I met Dr Gan (family doctor) whose clinic is just next door. Told him I’m meeting GL (GL sees him too) and Dr Gan asked why didnt I just go to her house since CheeseCake Place is not open on Monday. Then he laughed at me. Hahaa…

GL and me walked down Frankel Avenue and came across this cafe/resturant place. Very nice actually. Reminds me of the cafes in Australia. So we ordered tea and shared a cake. It was really nice, talking to GL. Didn’t really talked about my problems or why I was so stressed. Honestly, not sure what we talked about. After that, we walked back to her place and she gave me a pedicure and manicure….then painted my nails blood red….and I gave her a shoulder rub. Fair trade huh? I then helped her choose outfits to wear as she had 2 wedding dinner to attend this week. Fashion Parade…nit pick at our body…then complaint a lot…then I left her place with her sandals.

I feel so much more relax now. Don’t know what exactly made me so tense the whole day or rather the last few weeks. It’s been long time since we hung out like that. I’m going to miss her and the time we spent together like this when I go away. She said that all her close friends are slowly moving away, moving on….She told me that she’ll miss me…

I’ll miss you too.

“sometimes i miss you so much that i think of the times we always fight or quarrel and ask myself why don’t we spend that time loving each other more instead.”
- quoted from KL

Lunch –> Shower –> Nap!

p/s: for best result - sleep naked!

Since Nicoll Highway collapsed, I’ve been late for work ever since. No matter how early I wake up, go to the bus stop, I’m sure to be late for work. Spoil my record.

Of course, I’m never the last to arrive at work. Since last wednesday, DL sent an email to everyone asking us not to late coz the new manager is coming soon. Since then, I have became the last one to be in the office. Officially work starts at 8.30am but now, I reach office at 9am. It’s not delibrate on my part, but really the public transport is against me.

Thursday - woke up early, got on the bus…. huge jam at Lavender Road. Darn!

Friday - woke up earlier, missed the bus…waited about 20 mins…late again. SHIT!

Monday - Woke up early, Feeling slightly sick, dragged myself to the bus stop. Bus was too pack to even bother to stop for me to squeeze in. No bus came in another 20 mins. Fucking late again.

Tuesday - Woke up sick. Pop medication. Bus came in time. Lavender Road jam again because of some traffic accident. *sigh…..Guess what? Late of course!

Wednesday - Public Holiday. No need to worry about being late for work, but woke up same time to pee because drank too much water the night before.

Today - Woke up early. Didn’t miss my bus. Bus stopped for me and I was even lucky enough to get a seat. 5 stops before my actual stop, bus driver suddenly stopped at the side to go to the nearby coffeeshop. I think he had a stomach upset. I was however, seating at my seat, laughing at why I even bother waking half an hour earlier every morning when I still reach office at 9pm.

All these REALLY happen to me. Honest Truth! However, no matter what I say…it’s just sounds like an mere ‘excuse’ for being late. I give up! I really don’t know what to do now.