Saturday, August 30, 2008

Grrr.

Just my luck, getting sick on a weekend. Thursday night was spent sneezing into the wee hours of the morning while helping the folks pack up. My right eyeball's surface got bumpy again, so after trying my best to smooth it back down with my finger, I gave up, squeezed a few drops of eye disinfectant, and snoozed for 2 lousy hours before getting up to get ready to go to the airport. And damn, I looked like COMPLETE SHIT!

Jay and I were ordering coffee for the family at the Wang cafe, right next to Coffeebean. My nose decided to bastard me by making me sneeze out a very ewwy line of mucus, which Jay caught full sight of. I was wiping off the goo and trying to hold the rest in when he told me; "You look divine."

Lousy sarcastic backside.

But I love this lousy backide lots. Cos he's sooo sooo wonderful! Since I was shittily sick, he picked me up from work and got me porridge for dinner. And he helped my family with the hauling of luggage into taxis and drove my mom, the baby and I to the airport. He's being a good son-in-law BEFORE becoming a son-in-law. Now how cool is that!

I love you!!!!!!

Monday, August 25, 2008

I'm not sure who I'm trying to make happy. Shldn't it be me?

HA. If my mom thought that way, I probably wldn't be alive.

Get off your giant ass and do some good while the ppl you love are still alive, Dhanya!!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Anyone looking to rent a room in Pasir Ris? The location's good in many ways, and you'll be living with a family member of mine, so you can rest assured that you'll sleep safe. :-p

Straight bus to the airport if you work there!

Do call me if you're equipped with my number, or mail your enquiries to dhanya19@gmail.com.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Forgot to let you guys know, I'm not going to India!

Long story, so do me a favour and don't ask me why unless you're talking to me in person. In short, there's no need for me to go, so I refused to. Good part is, you guys have me all to yourselves. *winky winks*

Next time I get on a plane will probably be arnd the middle of next yr. Guess where I'm going! Guess guess guess guess guess guess guess guess guess!

Australia!!

Like finally! Seems to me everyone's been there a million times by now. Since I'm a procastinator(and an often broke one) by nature, makes sense for me to make my virgin trip later than most ppl, I guess.

It's gonna be a girlie getaway cos...

...Sindhu's in! Which of you lovely LADIES wanna come with?

Saturday, August 16, 2008

The water in the flask wasn't boiled, so I got it going and went down to try talk to the kitchen help (I hate that they've employed non-english speakers. chinese nationals! language barriers are not lovely like in Love Actually. they are exasperating, especially at work). After an eternity spent doing hand gestures and mentally banging my head against the wall, I came up to see that the water was still boiling. So I threw some coffee powder into my mug and went down again to see if there was anyone arnd to give me a ride out. I found noone, so I came up to the office, decided I needed to pee, locked up and skipped to the toilet, did what I had to, and got back to the office. I set the photocopier in mass-printing mode, sat myself down, and started filling out some order forms. Few minutes later, realising that I haven't had my coffee yet, I grunted and stepped out to the pantry, only to find that my mug was missing, coffee powder and all! I was wondering who'd wanna steal my mug, and got back into the office, filled with puzzlement. I sat myself down again, and plain in sight, was my big, comfy mug.




I now genuinely wonder, how the heck did my mug get to my table, with hot coffee in it too?

There are so many things in my mind (besides work. work's the smallest of my worries), I'm getting scatter-brained. Oh. Correction: even more scatter-brained! Kinda interesting tho, leaving little mysteries for myself to solve. Ha.

Isn't it weird how it sails smooth for a while, and with no warning (actually, sometimes, with warning), the boat develops holes in the bottom and you get into a state getting the water off it while attempting to seal the holes? Ok, I'm talking bullshit here cos I know nuts about boats. I find comfort in coming up with analogies and metaphors when in confusion or disappointment or frustration or mild despair. And in happiness too! Jay shld know.

My manager ate my prata. =(

I was so kind to him this morning; I shared my pasta with him! And that's not just because he gave me a ride to work. I was genuinely feeling generous, as usual. And he repaid my food-kindness by gobbling up the one prata I ordered. =( Oh well. Guess I'll see if I look fantastic in my dress at the registration, and give him silent thanks if I do.

My mom's waiting for me at Simei. Toodles!

P.S: In that pic, do you see a small transparent container with pieces of tissue and a stone on it? Between the bottle of lotion and the Tigger stationery holder? That's where Tack rests when I go home for the day. He's now sleeping in late on account of it being a Saturday. =)

Sunday, August 10, 2008

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
anyways I think Tack's turning gay

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
sigh. oh well

"d[-_-]b" says:
hmm. . uve caught him with a papreclip up his ass?

"d[-_-]b" says:
(uses msn's shocked emoticon)

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
shit. did you do it??!

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
you sound suspiciously familar with what happened!

"d[-_-]b" says:
no i didnt

"d[-_-]b" says:
u said he's turnin gay

"d[-_-]b" says:
i assumed

"d[-_-]b" says:
i had an eraser who turned gay as well

"d[-_-]b" says:
he used a staple..

"d[-_-]b" says:
died in the process.

"d[-_-]b" says:
too sharp

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
sigh...

"d[-_-]b" says:
stupid fuck was watchin bdsm movies online

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
*sayangs*

"d[-_-]b" says:
wanted to try

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
damn.

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
must be your influence lah

"d[-_-]b" says:
no lahh

"d[-_-]b" says:
i never watch

"d[-_-]b" says:
bdsm

"d[-_-]b" says:
he's a stupid fuck u see

"d[-_-]b" says:
staple.. of all things

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
god...

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
I feel way btr abt Tack now

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
at least, he's not dead

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
and he isn't computer literate. I btr keep it that way

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
maybe I shld post this precious little part of our convo up

"d[-_-]b" says:
dont let him hear pins, tacks, n staples

°· her royal freshness ·° says:
to warn other stationery owners

"d[-_-]b" says:
near*

"d[-_-]b" says:
yea

"d[-_-]b" says:
i think u betta


Just when you thought the world cldn't get any sadder (and weirder).

R.I.P, Eraser-BDSM-fanatic.

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I'm BROKE. My bank balance's a 2-figure sum. 2 figures!!! 17 days till pay day!!! How how how?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Say... anyone got cash lying arnd? If you dunno how to get rid of it, let me know, yah? =)

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Company dinner!

We had our meal at Sakae Sushi(fun, yeah. but the food wasn't the best I've had), and durians(my love!) for dessert at geylang, main road of lorong 13 or 14. There was this prostitute in her late 20s across the road who was standing there for the longest period of time, waiting for business while trying to appear like she's casually waiting for her ride to town. The main and re-occuring joke during our stay there was that one of us really should help her by either getting her across the busy road if that's what she's standing there for, or drive by in our van and give her a lift. Oh oh oh, we were discussing the possibilities of organising night walks/hikes at geylang's red light areas as one of our company's offered choices of 'experiential learning-inducing' outdoor activities. Half an hour later, we saw a group of late teens dressed in shorts and big tees, walking in single file. They were obviously a big, organised team, and so we all got disappointed that someone else thought it up and got it done before we cld.

Wow. My writing's unusually bland today. Or maybe extra bland, cos I think I write blandly anyway. See? I've used the word 'bland' 4 times so far, and that's in just 2 lines.

I'm sleepy.

Nights & toodles.