That's it! Just one more term to go and then 2006's gone, and it's time for a REAL LONG BREAK. One month of pure bliss in NY I hope. Do nothing but visit frens & relative, watch musicals, eat jumbo burgers, window shop and speak slangy ang moh. Yippee, can't wait for nov/dec to come. Battery in dire need of recharge.
Dad's away in Thailand - hope thaksin's pseudo/real assasinator(s)' taking a break these few days. Big marly's flown to Big Apple for study. MLL's flying to Japan tonight to visit her beloved on attachment. Fish's still in Germany bonding with her green fishes. And I'd be leaving for aust in <48hrs time for the study trip. Hmmm... and which alphabet of the 'globalized' word do you not understand? Wright Brothers, u'd have been zillionaires if u are alive now, and had known a word called 'patent' earlier.
Earlier this morning, despite the persistent rain-turned-drizzle, a new s'pore record's set. Check out the straits time tomorrow, shd see some thousands of white-blue-clad Homo sapiens stretching their rickety joints and thrusting palms into the air, balancing ostrich-like on single leg. Mass Yoga Display my dears. See if you can spot my face. =P *hint - look near Guest-Of-Honour MOS Edu*
Today's also the eve of Nurturers' Day. It's really incomprehensible how one can just forgive the kiddos for all the agony (heartache & headache) they've caused for full 9mths with just one simple but sincere expression of appreciation & love. When those cheeky noisy souls become all prim & proper and shyly shove that box of homemade cookies/stalk of rose/piece of card/big giant cotton flower/milo + biscuits combo into ur hands, muttering 'Thank you for everything'. I tell you, they can aggravate me ten more times and I'd still be grinning madly away... Guess silly souls like me are born to 'eat this line of rice'.
To fellow sillies out there, have a very happy Nurturers' Day tomorrow. We deserve it. =)
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
rojak
Hmmm, think I haven't been this productive for some time *hee*. Managed to squeeze the weekend dry, with house-cleaning, movie-outing, lunch & dinner-cooking, uncle-visiting, and work, work, work, and more WORK. What a 48hrs. It's a wonder I'm still sitting straight. But boy, I do feel relieved that a few rocks have been put down, things that I've been procrastinating since dinosaur era finally got cleared. Yeeeaah!
This week's gg be short, with celebration of T Day and the actual Day itself. A very dear fren's flying over to Big Apple, in 36hrs time, for a yr of studies. *sob sob* - no more late nite kopi, movie & grouse outings for 365 days. *yeah yeah* - will be great, new, fun learning adventure for her. All the very best gal! We'd keep in touch.
Earlier this morning, my right eye was a messy red protrusion. Perhaps its the shower foam, or something else must have invaded. *Rub rub rub rub rub* and all the vulnerable capillaries broke.. and the red mixed with the white. Eeeeeeeeks. Luckily, 2hrs later, order resumed. I'm not ready to enter a world of permanent darkness.
The brain is not moving much, the words are not flowing. Thou shalt not write more. I love you all.
Ahhhh, just overheard that it's someone's bday today. Alrights, I'd go get her a pc of sinful choc. Read somewhere that some guy likes gals who live to eat. There's hope. =)
This week's gg be short, with celebration of T Day and the actual Day itself. A very dear fren's flying over to Big Apple, in 36hrs time, for a yr of studies. *sob sob* - no more late nite kopi, movie & grouse outings for 365 days. *yeah yeah* - will be great, new, fun learning adventure for her. All the very best gal! We'd keep in touch.
Earlier this morning, my right eye was a messy red protrusion. Perhaps its the shower foam, or something else must have invaded. *Rub rub rub rub rub* and all the vulnerable capillaries broke.. and the red mixed with the white. Eeeeeeeeks. Luckily, 2hrs later, order resumed. I'm not ready to enter a world of permanent darkness.
The brain is not moving much, the words are not flowing. Thou shalt not write more. I love you all.
Ahhhh, just overheard that it's someone's bday today. Alrights, I'd go get her a pc of sinful choc. Read somewhere that some guy likes gals who live to eat. There's hope. =)
Saturday, August 26, 2006
what's up this wkend
Good morning. This weekend, I'd be a very serious worker. The flames have crept all the way up to lick my fleshy bum, so I'd better stop procrastinating and work till I can't count 1, 2, 3. And pathetic as it may sound, a small part of me does feel stimulated by the challenge (I guess only if there is a good chance of winning). Again, a peep of the geeky worker.
And what better way to raze the mountains than to have Jack Johnson'soothing lullabies resonating out from work machine - his sincere yet laid-back, country-like renditions in 'In Between Dreams' have the ability to shrink problems and appease jumpy nerves. This weekend, Jack will be working overtime.
And if I managed to scale Mount Work, I'd go buy this irresistible pastel green trolley luggage bag to stand in for my sturdy 70litres Tatonka backpack. Gotta give my back a break for this upcoming aussie study trip (that's right, I AM going to land of oz AGAIN - 1 yr, 3 times. The one consolation is that hopefully, I come back with great, new experiences each time. Learn and see different things, and if Buddha permits, meet some aussie hunk too). Will update again.
And what better way to raze the mountains than to have Jack Johnson'soothing lullabies resonating out from work machine - his sincere yet laid-back, country-like renditions in 'In Between Dreams' have the ability to shrink problems and appease jumpy nerves. This weekend, Jack will be working overtime.
And if I managed to scale Mount Work, I'd go buy this irresistible pastel green trolley luggage bag to stand in for my sturdy 70litres Tatonka backpack. Gotta give my back a break for this upcoming aussie study trip (that's right, I AM going to land of oz AGAIN - 1 yr, 3 times. The one consolation is that hopefully, I come back with great, new experiences each time. Learn and see different things, and if Buddha permits, meet some aussie hunk too). Will update again.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
9 not 10
Today I bloody wedged my left thumb between 2 car doors.. and the car started to move.. lucky my right hand was fast enough to open one of the doors before the whole vehicle really picked up speed... for a split moment, i thought i'm gg have to do a michelle yeoh and leap onto a speeding car or something...
Seriously, for a second, i thought i'm gg to have a thumb ripped off... or a left hand. =P In the immediate mins that followed, there was a white wash of numbness at the digit.. replaced thereafter by the feeling of being pierced by a million needles.. and what was left was a swollen, blue-black, slightly bloody digit.
So here I am, typing with 9 fingers...
Seriously, for a second, i thought i'm gg to have a thumb ripped off... or a left hand. =P In the immediate mins that followed, there was a white wash of numbness at the digit.. replaced thereafter by the feeling of being pierced by a million needles.. and what was left was a swollen, blue-black, slightly bloody digit.
So here I am, typing with 9 fingers...
Monday, August 21, 2006
visitors
yeah. am happy today. my 'long lost' friends came to visit. treasured souls who were once so much a part of my life... sort of grew really distant for a while.. but deep down, I've always hoped that one day, we'd all get back together into our cosy little clique again. Think all of us have aged somewhat.. much more tired nowadays.. look more tortured. =P Anyways, it was good to sit around the newly mopped living room floor, drink orange juice, eat potato chips and watch senseless local tv... too bad it is a monday night.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
48hrs
Am mustering my final ounce of energy to write this piece... before i flop onto soft bed and skydive off to wonderland. What a swift weekend it had been... Come and gone, and there's not even an afternoon nap to be squeezed in. But it was not all work (thank buddha).
On Sat, spent the morning scrubbing the house clean, then did a spot of shoe-shopping and sushi-munching at citylink, then went back to institution for a mandatory makan session with a few hundred other ppl in air-conditioned hall, followed by late nite drinks at good ole Blooie's (u can give their magaritas a miss if u are thinking of an alcoholic binge, unless u like ur maga-drinks bitter & unfruity).
Today, stayed in to do work till late afternoon, then popped by Red Dot again to absorb the raw energy (but think there are too few flea stalls liao, not enough to sustain interest for the masses in the long run), then plonked butt down at Maxwell Food Centre for makan, followed by after-dinner walkabout in Chinatown under sweltering humidity. Many shops were closed by 8pm...
We still have quite a long way to go before becoming the city that never sleeps eh.. Unless tonite, the shopowners had all decided to pull their shutters down early and return home for PM's rally.
On Sat, spent the morning scrubbing the house clean, then did a spot of shoe-shopping and sushi-munching at citylink, then went back to institution for a mandatory makan session with a few hundred other ppl in air-conditioned hall, followed by late nite drinks at good ole Blooie's (u can give their magaritas a miss if u are thinking of an alcoholic binge, unless u like ur maga-drinks bitter & unfruity).
Today, stayed in to do work till late afternoon, then popped by Red Dot again to absorb the raw energy (but think there are too few flea stalls liao, not enough to sustain interest for the masses in the long run), then plonked butt down at Maxwell Food Centre for makan, followed by after-dinner walkabout in Chinatown under sweltering humidity. Many shops were closed by 8pm...
We still have quite a long way to go before becoming the city that never sleeps eh.. Unless tonite, the shopowners had all decided to pull their shutters down early and return home for PM's rally.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
mumurs
Another week has passed. Feel that I'm slowly being relegated to back seat. But then again, it's not that bad actually. People don't disturb you as much. Anyways... today is sat, but everybody's gotto be back for some opening and closing ceremony. VIPs are coming to visit and it's going to be a whole evening-to-night affair. After that, some of us will be getting together for couple rounds of farewell drinks and hugs for a beloved ex-colleague who's flying to The Big Apple to study.
Dad's away in Aussie now. Having a long overdue jalan trip with his 2 other uncle kakis. Hope they are having lotsa good food, fun, laughter and keeping safe. I will stay back on tiny red dot to clean house and self-entertain...
Yesterday night, caught a very nice movie - Sophie Scholl. About students' resistance movement during the Nazi era in Germany. Was initially worried that it might be a tad too serious and heavy-going, bordering on boring. But what a pleasant suprise it turned out to be - very engaging well-paced story, with great consistent acting!! Many things to look at, reflect upon and be thankful about. Humanity. Justice. Ideals. Nice!
After that, went for a hearty
ice-cream supper
@ new Cathay (quite a barren place i must say)
And that wrapped up the end of this week. Things will only get better (or so i hope!).
Dad's away in Aussie now. Having a long overdue jalan trip with his 2 other uncle kakis. Hope they are having lotsa good food, fun, laughter and keeping safe. I will stay back on tiny red dot to clean house and self-entertain...
Yesterday night, caught a very nice movie - Sophie Scholl. About students' resistance movement during the Nazi era in Germany. Was initially worried that it might be a tad too serious and heavy-going, bordering on boring. But what a pleasant suprise it turned out to be - very engaging well-paced story, with great consistent acting!! Many things to look at, reflect upon and be thankful about. Humanity. Justice. Ideals. Nice!
After that, went for a hearty
ice-cream supper
@ new Cathay (quite a barren place i must say)
And that wrapped up the end of this week. Things will only get better (or so i hope!).
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
(the beginning of) erosion of the self-confidence...?
Haiz... People think I think too much. That sometimes it's to the point of paranoia, and that I many times trap myself in tiny circles and cause agony to myself by imagining all sorts of unpleasant things, creating smoke rings out of nothing... Haiz.. I feel that this year especially, I have brought/am still bringing a lot of misery to myself because I worry too much - partly because I have rather high expectations, and perhaps also because I may not be really confident/comfortable with what I am doing and that I care too much about what others think/feel about me/my actions/achievements/failures.. I am such a myopic, neurotic pig. =(
Sunday, August 13, 2006
This weekend
Yesterday night, I decided to check out the last of national day fireworks series. The finale's by Team France. Along the road leading to Raffles City, traffic slowed to a crawl & ppl jam-packed onto the stairs of majestic Parliament House and sprawled onto the lush greens of Padang. For once too, the ever law-abiding sporeans triple-parked on the road in front of Parliament House, paying nary a heed to the endless vehicles inching by! Thank god, missy luck's smiling on us, we managed to squeeze into one of the triple-parked lanes. *hee*
Parliament House, in all its grandour
People packed onto the stairs
The road is all ours
Together with the rest of the hot-blooded sporeans (big, small, young, old, man, woman) & a no. of foreigners, we roared and clapped in appreciative approval everytime a generous burst of pretty sparklers lit the sky. It was a good 15min visual treat - too bad my baby Lumix can't capture the true beauty enough.
Some pretty sparklers
This morning, I went to check out the Red Dot Design Museum, where there is a flea market every Sun, 11am-7pm, where young designers showcase and sell their creative originals. You'd get everything from coasters to beaded jewellery to blouses & bags - everything self-designed and home-made. Man, I totally feel at home. This is how I'd like things to be - unpretentious yet bursting with raw energy. A quiet little place tucked away from the madness of it all, within which there's a Pacific Coffee outlet for carefree-ers to while their time reading a book while sipping their lattes. I'd be back again.
The Red Dot Design Museum near Maxwell Market
My kinda place
Go check it out if you are free
Oh, and I think we are going to hear some good news on our old flat. We have quite an interested buyer. Finally, after almost a year. Painful as it is (afterall it's been our abode for the past 14 yrs and is where mama spent her last days with us), I know it's a right and more practical decision to let it go. May the deal goes through smoothly and may the new owners take as good care of it as we did.
Parliament House, in all its grandour
People packed onto the stairs
The road is all ours
Together with the rest of the hot-blooded sporeans (big, small, young, old, man, woman) & a no. of foreigners, we roared and clapped in appreciative approval everytime a generous burst of pretty sparklers lit the sky. It was a good 15min visual treat - too bad my baby Lumix can't capture the true beauty enough.
Some pretty sparklers
This morning, I went to check out the Red Dot Design Museum, where there is a flea market every Sun, 11am-7pm, where young designers showcase and sell their creative originals. You'd get everything from coasters to beaded jewellery to blouses & bags - everything self-designed and home-made. Man, I totally feel at home. This is how I'd like things to be - unpretentious yet bursting with raw energy. A quiet little place tucked away from the madness of it all, within which there's a Pacific Coffee outlet for carefree-ers to while their time reading a book while sipping their lattes. I'd be back again.
The Red Dot Design Museum near Maxwell Market
My kinda place
Go check it out if you are free
Oh, and I think we are going to hear some good news on our old flat. We have quite an interested buyer. Finally, after almost a year. Painful as it is (afterall it's been our abode for the past 14 yrs and is where mama spent her last days with us), I know it's a right and more practical decision to let it go. May the deal goes through smoothly and may the new owners take as good care of it as we did.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
post national day
This week's almost like a real holiday week. On MC, then real national holiday, then sch holiday, then work a day, then weekend again. Hmmm...
Frankenfish, how did your cook-out party turn out?! Managed to whip up all 7 exciting asian dishes on time and to good standard, and make all ur ang-moh frens beg for more? Ur sambal long beans with beancurd, bak kut teh, fried rice, fried noodles, potato dish, chicken & mushroom stew, and sweet & sour pork all good? =)
Watched NDP on tv. If not for it being the last parade to be staged at National Stadium, I wouldn't have thought this yr's show striking. The formations were colourful, but rather forgettable. Only the precision jumps with the pink-green bull's eye cushion, the black-white show documenting past glories of the Stadium, and the luxurious bursts of symphonic fireworks during the finale left an impression. Goodbye Grand Old Dame.
Caught up with dear dr arroway @ TCC after the parade telecast (yeah.. naughty moi, once slightly better, will sneak out). Had a
hot minty mocha
& the sinful tiramisu...
(thanks to sense of self-discipline, didn't touch more than 20% of them, coz all hell will break loose at the tonsils should I attempt more.. kudos to supper companion for helping to clear the plates)
Today was a big sneezy day. No more fever (hallelujah), fast-recovering tonsils (yippee), still-bloated stomach (sighz), and now my allergy has to visit. Just great.
But it's ok. Today, I've decided to start working at curbing my perfectionist streak. To be a happier person, I shall follow all the well-meaning advice given, and try to set lower expectations for myself and for others to reach. Good luck, Sunnytears.
Frankenfish, how did your cook-out party turn out?! Managed to whip up all 7 exciting asian dishes on time and to good standard, and make all ur ang-moh frens beg for more? Ur sambal long beans with beancurd, bak kut teh, fried rice, fried noodles, potato dish, chicken & mushroom stew, and sweet & sour pork all good? =)
Watched NDP on tv. If not for it being the last parade to be staged at National Stadium, I wouldn't have thought this yr's show striking. The formations were colourful, but rather forgettable. Only the precision jumps with the pink-green bull's eye cushion, the black-white show documenting past glories of the Stadium, and the luxurious bursts of symphonic fireworks during the finale left an impression. Goodbye Grand Old Dame.
Caught up with dear dr arroway @ TCC after the parade telecast (yeah.. naughty moi, once slightly better, will sneak out). Had a
hot minty mocha
& the sinful tiramisu...
(thanks to sense of self-discipline, didn't touch more than 20% of them, coz all hell will break loose at the tonsils should I attempt more.. kudos to supper companion for helping to clear the plates)
Today was a big sneezy day. No more fever (hallelujah), fast-recovering tonsils (yippee), still-bloated stomach (sighz), and now my allergy has to visit. Just great.
But it's ok. Today, I've decided to start working at curbing my perfectionist streak. To be a happier person, I shall follow all the well-meaning advice given, and try to set lower expectations for myself and for others to reach. Good luck, Sunnytears.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
National Day =)
Happi National Dae!
What a rainy start to a middle-aged nation's bday. 41 bloody long years fraught with challenges & triumps, this small island's one hot chilli padi. Way to go. =) Yeah, of course I'm proud to be S'porean, just that I'm also human and human is greedy-complainy-lazy-sceptical-rude-ungrateful-critical-materialistic-cowardly-pessimistic-egoistic at different times and to varying extents, so there would surely be occasions when laments and critiques flood the soundwaves, but nation-loving souls we are deep down there. U've just got to believe.
Update from the sick bed:
Recap - Mon morning, fever returned with vengance, likely due to poor night's sleep. Made decision to follow Zhang Hui Mei's song lyrics. Saw doc again. Silly him gave me only a day's MC despite my obvious "ban(4) tiao(2) ming(4)" after fighting bug for past 4 days. He prescribed strong, greenish, plastic-ky, bullet-shaped antibiotics for the enlarged, pus-y tonsils.
Tue - Institutions with kiddos were all celebrating National Day. Went back. Celebration was combined with sports day at my side. If I hadn't been sick, I'd have been made to run the 4 X 100 adults relay race on the slippery track. Have I told you before, running is one of the last things I've ever voluntarily do for anything? End of celebration. Talked to second-big boss. His body language suggested he couldn't really be bothered much. (Perhaps, I've criticized his way of doing some things just prior to telling him THE decision). Heck, I was outta there in ~20min. Next, to Big Boss, was in there for ~1hr 15min. And all the time, his rackets were waiting for him as he listened and suggested alternative ways of looking at/doing things. This is how an enlightened boss should be. At least, you got to act like you care (even though you may not really) - that's the minimal. Night - fever returned YET AGAIN with vengance. Angry tonsils flared bright red. Must have been the slightly toasted salmon sandwich earlier. Had to postpone a long awaited dvd-mahjong gathering. Went to bed a very sad soul.
Wed - today! Fever seemed to have subsided, tonsils' coaxed. I feel like eating dim sum. Then get some marking done. Hope the road to recovery can be smooth from here onwards. No more stock-market patterns pls. I want to eat my favorite crabs soon.
Happi National Dae. May the fireworks display be spectacular tonight. It's something truly, uniquely singaporean, isn't it?
What a rainy start to a middle-aged nation's bday. 41 bloody long years fraught with challenges & triumps, this small island's one hot chilli padi. Way to go. =) Yeah, of course I'm proud to be S'porean, just that I'm also human and human is greedy-complainy-lazy-sceptical-rude-ungrateful-critical-materialistic-cowardly-pessimistic-egoistic at different times and to varying extents, so there would surely be occasions when laments and critiques flood the soundwaves, but nation-loving souls we are deep down there. U've just got to believe.
Update from the sick bed:
Recap - Mon morning, fever returned with vengance, likely due to poor night's sleep. Made decision to follow Zhang Hui Mei's song lyrics. Saw doc again. Silly him gave me only a day's MC despite my obvious "ban(4) tiao(2) ming(4)" after fighting bug for past 4 days. He prescribed strong, greenish, plastic-ky, bullet-shaped antibiotics for the enlarged, pus-y tonsils.
Tue - Institutions with kiddos were all celebrating National Day. Went back. Celebration was combined with sports day at my side. If I hadn't been sick, I'd have been made to run the 4 X 100 adults relay race on the slippery track. Have I told you before, running is one of the last things I've ever voluntarily do for anything? End of celebration. Talked to second-big boss. His body language suggested he couldn't really be bothered much. (Perhaps, I've criticized his way of doing some things just prior to telling him THE decision). Heck, I was outta there in ~20min. Next, to Big Boss, was in there for ~1hr 15min. And all the time, his rackets were waiting for him as he listened and suggested alternative ways of looking at/doing things. This is how an enlightened boss should be. At least, you got to act like you care (even though you may not really) - that's the minimal. Night - fever returned YET AGAIN with vengance. Angry tonsils flared bright red. Must have been the slightly toasted salmon sandwich earlier. Had to postpone a long awaited dvd-mahjong gathering. Went to bed a very sad soul.
Wed - today! Fever seemed to have subsided, tonsils' coaxed. I feel like eating dim sum. Then get some marking done. Hope the road to recovery can be smooth from here onwards. No more stock-market patterns pls. I want to eat my favorite crabs soon.
Happi National Dae. May the fireworks display be spectacular tonight. It's something truly, uniquely singaporean, isn't it?
Monday, August 07, 2006
Sick and Reflecting
Let me tell you what happened in the past 4 days.
Fri afternoon, left sch early to see doc, get medicine for an impending cold invasion. Temp check @ clinic = 38.2deg. Throat imflammation. Terrible muscle ache.
Sat & Sun, in bed 90% of the time. Temp fluctuated between 37.9deg to 38.9deg. Throat still inflammed. Stomach in knots. Tried vomitting and what came out was only clear, sticky, soury internal juice. Spent much time on Sun thinking about things that just happened at work, and deciding future steps to take. Felt better Sun night after talking with dad. Temp down to 37deg. Thought I can make it back to sch today. Need to thrash out some issues with others.
Sun night. Very poor sleep again. Work stuff invaded my dreams once more.
Mon morning. Fever came back. Throat worse. Wondered if it's all worth it, and decided to give myself a break. Man, I really need to save myself. Went to the doc and he said there's PUS on my tonsils now. Need antibiotics. And stomach's bloated with wind - likely stomach flu, my common foe.
I've come to a decision. Not a small one, and (don't worry) definitely not one that is rash nor made under influence of medication. I've decided to "re-find" my happiness/light-heartedness. Management is really not my cuppa tea. Someone else can drink it if he/she wants to.
Game is over. Like Zhang Hui Mei sings - "I want to be happy. I want to be able to sleep well at night."
As long as I have 2 hands, 2 legs, can see, can hear, can talk. I can start anywhere and do anything. Somethings are just not worth it.
Fri afternoon, left sch early to see doc, get medicine for an impending cold invasion. Temp check @ clinic = 38.2deg. Throat imflammation. Terrible muscle ache.
Sat & Sun, in bed 90% of the time. Temp fluctuated between 37.9deg to 38.9deg. Throat still inflammed. Stomach in knots. Tried vomitting and what came out was only clear, sticky, soury internal juice. Spent much time on Sun thinking about things that just happened at work, and deciding future steps to take. Felt better Sun night after talking with dad. Temp down to 37deg. Thought I can make it back to sch today. Need to thrash out some issues with others.
Sun night. Very poor sleep again. Work stuff invaded my dreams once more.
Mon morning. Fever came back. Throat worse. Wondered if it's all worth it, and decided to give myself a break. Man, I really need to save myself. Went to the doc and he said there's PUS on my tonsils now. Need antibiotics. And stomach's bloated with wind - likely stomach flu, my common foe.
I've come to a decision. Not a small one, and (don't worry) definitely not one that is rash nor made under influence of medication. I've decided to "re-find" my happiness/light-heartedness. Management is really not my cuppa tea. Someone else can drink it if he/she wants to.
Game is over. Like Zhang Hui Mei sings - "I want to be happy. I want to be able to sleep well at night."
As long as I have 2 hands, 2 legs, can see, can hear, can talk. I can start anywhere and do anything. Somethings are just not worth it.
Friday, August 04, 2006
falling sick...
3 continuous nights of poor sleep, some marred with bad dreams. First night, dreamt of many black spiders crawling around my hair and clawing at my scalp. Second night, cold and fidgeting throughout. Third night, long dream of colleagues and superiors discussing (forgot what) issues. Today, woke up with bad muscle aches, a sore throat, slight fever and overwhelming lethargy. Haiz... And to think today is friday.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
pics follow-up
as promised, some visuals of first batch kiddos & urs truly @ one of their 21st bday celebs:
majority of class made it to the Chevron's chalet
happy ladies & their watchman
majority of class made it to the Chevron's chalet
happy ladies & their watchman
lucky (?) me
I know I am a lucky gal at work. At least for this year. I thank the stars for the many opportunities bestowed upon me, be it the VIP tea sessions, overseas kiddos attachment, international study trips with high profile adults, leadership opportunities and various other learning/exposure experiences both within and beyond institution. I know I am on a nice run. Some amulet says that this year, work-wise, the Goats are going to get it good. But come next year, they will be at a big low... Hopefully, only the first half is going to hit bull's eye.
Anyways, there's always 2 sides to anything. Gain some, lose others. This coming sept hols, thought i'd finally be able to chill out with my 2 IE pals at Bangkok after a 2yr hiatus. But this is not to be, was just informed of my involvement in a 9 day study trip to Canberra and Sydney with some external key personnel, with the aim of networking with federal establishments and suppliers so as to facilitate design & execution of future exchange programmes among others. No doubt, it's going to be yet another valuable eye-opener and I'm truly thankful to be offered the chance. But then, the loss of time for the kiddos as their major assessments draw near, and the loss of time for my pa & dear buddies during this precious 1 wk break (the whole break is gone) is something I have to and am trying hard to come to terms with, esp since I've spent the last 2 breaks overseas doing work stuff too.. The feeling of guilt can sometimes be so incapacitating. I tell you, I am so going to pig out over there. Hope I won't feel too lonely with the super smarts & powerful. =P
And I promised myself, NOTHING (except if I strike TOTO) will pull me away from my Nov/Dec break. Every Man needs some time to reconnect and think. I will work now. And I will play in 4 mths time.
Anyways, there's always 2 sides to anything. Gain some, lose others. This coming sept hols, thought i'd finally be able to chill out with my 2 IE pals at Bangkok after a 2yr hiatus. But this is not to be, was just informed of my involvement in a 9 day study trip to Canberra and Sydney with some external key personnel, with the aim of networking with federal establishments and suppliers so as to facilitate design & execution of future exchange programmes among others. No doubt, it's going to be yet another valuable eye-opener and I'm truly thankful to be offered the chance. But then, the loss of time for the kiddos as their major assessments draw near, and the loss of time for my pa & dear buddies during this precious 1 wk break (the whole break is gone) is something I have to and am trying hard to come to terms with, esp since I've spent the last 2 breaks overseas doing work stuff too.. The feeling of guilt can sometimes be so incapacitating. I tell you, I am so going to pig out over there. Hope I won't feel too lonely with the super smarts & powerful. =P
And I promised myself, NOTHING (except if I strike TOTO) will pull me away from my Nov/Dec break. Every Man needs some time to reconnect and think. I will work now. And I will play in 4 mths time.
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