亲爱的, 今天你好吗? 为什么不说话?
28 February 2008
Friday (26 Degree Celsius)
Night @ 2030 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 问 by梁静茹
Mood: *Cow & Horsie…Holly Cow!*
Today I understood the vulnerability and fragility of life. Figuratively speaking haha…
It all started early last night when I slept at 9 plus, still wondering why on earth I am so tired at 9pm. Then woke up some 3 hours later and I can barely croak… My throat was hurting like crazy, body was weak and painful, my head aching and worst of all, I … just love to complain haha
Anyway, dragged myself off the bed and drank a bottle of Chinese sparkling spring water with salt and 2 panadols. It works… TOO WELL. Initially wanted to sleep late, go see doctor, take MC and lobo at home. Then come morning at 7am, suddenly feeling like a tiger, ready to roar…Damn it! Though body still cow pehing but I don’t foresee the ailments able to smoke me one MC. So lan lan, off to work…
Reach office, feeling like shit; headache, nose bleed (haha, more of that later) and general lethargic. Speaking of nose bleeding… Damn, did I mention the MRT crowd at 8.30am is a world difference from 7am? I nearly died of over bleeding this morning; from getting out of lift, walking to MRT, taking the train and reaching office. Damn… Those office ladies are solid. Shoot, next time must take later train schedule…
Anyway, reach office tio arrow to do this, do that. Somemore HOD came personally to request me to do it… How can I siam? Though I am fucking sick. Managed to run to the nearest clinic during lunch time to try and see a doctor. The key word here is Try… Cos when I reach there, it is like the whole Singapore population all sick like that and cluster fuck down there. Damn it, spent another 10 min walking back to office (total time wasted – 20 min), cursing and swearing. By the time I touch my chair, I can’t even feel my legs anymore. And with all those walking, I not even get to see the doctor and get some medication. But hor, the walking makes me sweat a bit and sweat somehow for some reason help to relieve the pain and stress… SO? Get back to office and do more work…
The only saving grace is talking cock with my MILF human resource Manager who joins me during lunch. Man, seeing her sure makes my day, though she is like 7 years my senior (she wrote her IC number in my employment letter haha). She is slim, smiley, nice and pretty. What more can I ask… You see, in my workplace, which is like a mile away from Main HQ building (where the usual office ladies are), all I see day in and out are Horses, men walking horses, men showering horses, horses running amok during free time and Vets seeing horses. Not exactly libido-enhancing sights.
Oh, then saw a tomboyish lady jockey apprentice. She looks young, not bad looking and she greets me as Sir (awww, notti sweet young thing, tempt me only). I bet my last dollar I am at least 12 years her senior… Yup, that much of years apart.
At exactly 5.30 (already working ½ hr more OT), my HOD came into my office and offer me some export protocol thingy. Lan lan, print out and read in office, trying to make sense the stack of cheese pie notes. By the time I had a picture painted, it’s already 6.30… decided not worth staying anymore, since NO one else is in the office. Cheese Pie! Walk another 10 min to MRT…
Reach MRT, suddenly downpour (heng, late 2 min, and I gona be fucked). Reach my MRT stop, raining profusely some more while I just waited over at shelter, trying to find my way home… With that, I end my otherwise boring working day. The main gist is; sick, no MC, No medicine never mind and yet still kena arrow and chiong OT.
Well, my cowpeh sure pale in comparison to the news of the year (and its only February 08). One fucker actually escapes from ISD detention center. ISD aside, try guessing what’s corny? He is limping… Beside all the bullshit, the only logical explanation must be he being superman. How else can he manage to escape the dragnet for 24 hours and counting? Bet you he will be caught by Friday night 2359hrs.
If not, I perform a special striptease and post it on YouTube, haha!
Friday (26 Degree Celsius)
Night @ 2030 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 问 by梁静茹
Mood: *Cow & Horsie…Holly Cow!*
Today I understood the vulnerability and fragility of life. Figuratively speaking haha…
It all started early last night when I slept at 9 plus, still wondering why on earth I am so tired at 9pm. Then woke up some 3 hours later and I can barely croak… My throat was hurting like crazy, body was weak and painful, my head aching and worst of all, I … just love to complain haha
Anyway, dragged myself off the bed and drank a bottle of Chinese sparkling spring water with salt and 2 panadols. It works… TOO WELL. Initially wanted to sleep late, go see doctor, take MC and lobo at home. Then come morning at 7am, suddenly feeling like a tiger, ready to roar…Damn it! Though body still cow pehing but I don’t foresee the ailments able to smoke me one MC. So lan lan, off to work…
Reach office, feeling like shit; headache, nose bleed (haha, more of that later) and general lethargic. Speaking of nose bleeding… Damn, did I mention the MRT crowd at 8.30am is a world difference from 7am? I nearly died of over bleeding this morning; from getting out of lift, walking to MRT, taking the train and reaching office. Damn… Those office ladies are solid. Shoot, next time must take later train schedule…
Anyway, reach office tio arrow to do this, do that. Somemore HOD came personally to request me to do it… How can I siam? Though I am fucking sick. Managed to run to the nearest clinic during lunch time to try and see a doctor. The key word here is Try… Cos when I reach there, it is like the whole Singapore population all sick like that and cluster fuck down there. Damn it, spent another 10 min walking back to office (total time wasted – 20 min), cursing and swearing. By the time I touch my chair, I can’t even feel my legs anymore. And with all those walking, I not even get to see the doctor and get some medication. But hor, the walking makes me sweat a bit and sweat somehow for some reason help to relieve the pain and stress… SO? Get back to office and do more work…
The only saving grace is talking cock with my MILF human resource Manager who joins me during lunch. Man, seeing her sure makes my day, though she is like 7 years my senior (she wrote her IC number in my employment letter haha). She is slim, smiley, nice and pretty. What more can I ask… You see, in my workplace, which is like a mile away from Main HQ building (where the usual office ladies are), all I see day in and out are Horses, men walking horses, men showering horses, horses running amok during free time and Vets seeing horses. Not exactly libido-enhancing sights.
Oh, then saw a tomboyish lady jockey apprentice. She looks young, not bad looking and she greets me as Sir (awww, notti sweet young thing, tempt me only). I bet my last dollar I am at least 12 years her senior… Yup, that much of years apart.
At exactly 5.30 (already working ½ hr more OT), my HOD came into my office and offer me some export protocol thingy. Lan lan, print out and read in office, trying to make sense the stack of cheese pie notes. By the time I had a picture painted, it’s already 6.30… decided not worth staying anymore, since NO one else is in the office. Cheese Pie! Walk another 10 min to MRT…
Reach MRT, suddenly downpour (heng, late 2 min, and I gona be fucked). Reach my MRT stop, raining profusely some more while I just waited over at shelter, trying to find my way home… With that, I end my otherwise boring working day. The main gist is; sick, no MC, No medicine never mind and yet still kena arrow and chiong OT.
Well, my cowpeh sure pale in comparison to the news of the year (and its only February 08). One fucker actually escapes from ISD detention center. ISD aside, try guessing what’s corny? He is limping… Beside all the bullshit, the only logical explanation must be he being superman. How else can he manage to escape the dragnet for 24 hours and counting? Bet you he will be caught by Friday night 2359hrs.
If not, I perform a special striptease and post it on YouTube, haha!
1 comment:
so when can we expect ur striptease on youtube?
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