Tuesday, September 18, 2007

SEX IS NOT THE ANSWER! SEX IS THE QUESTION, YES IS THE ANSWER

18 September 2007
Hot & Humid Tuesday (30 Degree Celsius)
Afternoon @ 1330 (Singapore)
Listen: 小小 by 容祖儿
Mood: *fucking Bored*

Second day at work, I nearly fall asleep. Oh funnily, same feeling yesterday. See lah, told you HR hated my guts. Told them that Science Park has nothing for me to do and since both side got nothing better for me, why not post me to back to my old office. At least over there, if lobo like now, I could have lunch and numerous tea breaks throughout the day.

On a second note, maybe idling around is not exactly a bad idea. Oh well, life’s a dilemma, isn’t it? Some of the colleagues were discussing to give me some cheebye work to do, maybe that can pass some time. Throat getting a little sore, could be due to intensive smoking sessions these couple of days. like I said, not at all a bad thing. Oh yes, finally decided to get my lazy butt out and applied for a Starhub cable modem. Apparently it comes with a free XBOX thingy… It does coincide with the new 37” LCD TV I am getting, so you see, eventually, everything will unfold by itself, universally that is.

Oh on another sour note, Cheebye company HR & Medical policies sucks. I was referred by the doctor to do a followed up scan and HR refuse to pay me the cost incurred. They state that

Staff will bear the costs of any follow-up tests and procedures, if any, according to the medical scheme provision

So professional wording for fuck, just say WAIT LONG LONG lah. In essence, the company (and to a larger extend the government) stance is; if no money, life is tough, you die or alive is entirely your own making. Lucky for me, I have some saving to cover the cost of the scan. Imagine if I am a poor bird, who has no saving whatsoever at all, and company not helping much. Well, like I said, Life is tough.

Went to Han’s solemnization and got arrowed to do a little MCing. Lucky the girl who arrowed me is pretty enough… But then, it is for my best friend, so its ok. Saw Ms Y there but alas, don’t see the point of making small talk with her. Also, my best friends are around, I figure chatting with them beats small talking any SYT anytime. Yup, when you reaches a certain age (like 30), SYT, flirting and sex no longer holds the same adrenaline surge as they used to. Maybe sex but that’s another story.

Anyway, nice seeing you on the metro back. And really nice of you to approach me instead of running off (haha). Well, hope to see you soon, but I don’t count on that. Still false hope is better than no hope.

小小 by 容祖儿

回忆像个说书的人, 用充满乡音的口吻
跳过水坑绕过小村, 等相遇的缘分

你用泥巴捏一座城, 说将来要娶我进门
转多少身过几次门虚掷青春
小小的誓言还不稳
小小的泪水还在撑
稚嫩的唇在说离分
我的心里从此住了一个人, 曾经模样小小的我们
那年你搬小小的板凳, 为戏入迷我也一路跟
我在找那个故事里的人, 你是不能缺少的部份
你在树下小小的打盹
小小的我傻傻等

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