Dear bloggie,
Of all days I’m in the mood to actually start typing out my long voyage for the past month or so is the time I have to remember that I stabbed my left thumb with a safety pin because of my missing button at my tummy.
In March, an important person to us all including the greens left for good. Now, I’m not being nasty in any possible way. I’m just giving an honest opinion and being cruel. But he has taught us living ones a stern lesson – to cherish what we have now and don’t forget that life can be easily taken away. I do horrible at funerals. I not only arrived at the wake at the most emotional and sentimental part of all but the most depressing one. My biggest hate at a funeral is the hammering of the nails to seal the coffin. I can’t describe the feeling. Isn’t a great feeling anyway. However, I have a dumb question – why were there camera men and photographers at the funeral? And they were actually people whom we hired for events. Why?
It’s been an up and down road these days and weeks but it never gets any better. My job remains a whirlpool of confused thoughts of whether I should stay on this greening-ful job or kick-start a more exciting one. Again, I’m not sure, and most of all not ready in anyway. Was talking to him last night and realized a couple’a important things I should always keep track of; including my health. Promised myself to take some time before I truly decide – July, I’ll see you soon.
It’s been an up and down road these days and weeks but it never gets any better. My job remains a whirlpool of confused thoughts of whether I should stay on this greening-ful job or kick-start a more exciting one. Again, I’m not sure, and most of all not ready in anyway. Was talking to him last night and realized a couple’a important things I should always keep track of; including my health. Promised myself to take some time before I truly decide – July, I’ll see you soon.
Recently, I realized I’m pretty alone most of the time, find it hard to trust people and I crave revenge and vengeance. Ever since he left, everything was just evil. There are days I snicker at the pain they face. Some other times, I weep at the silliest moments I’ve gone through. Had a few nice crushes yet they had to all go away… One failed me big time – loved me, cared for me and crushed me bigger time. God bless you little child of January. We’ll see where you’re off to for giving me a ride of my life, again. The other one was a darling, who was then again too much of a darling for me to have him as a darling. He was TOO rich (and so wrongly sexy. Oh, his dimples I love). It’ll pass.
On the bright side, I had a good time over my shopping sprees and most of them were spent with daddie. Got a few of these and a few of that and it keeps getting better! I knew I used to be pretty stingy when I was back in my school and college days. I only spend on what I earn enough; the rest goes to my piggy (which has upgraded into a decorative Indian box). Eat cheap, buy super cheap and save like mad. Reason being was I couldn’t even afford more than what I could spend (pocket money was constantly borderline!). Today, I live with no regrets whatsoever. Well, yes I had a few because I worked over my free time if not I’d spend most of it at the junkie because I truthfully enjoyed it. Lost some friends along the way too and most of it was, “Oh bother, she’s working again. Let’s not let her know”. Or something like that. Some held strong, kept me company while waiting for my dismissal and mosey off. Good times my friend, good times. But the satisfaction I get from spending on my family, giving them the best of what they deserve and needed all these time.
| L-R: Berty, mybigfatarm (fuck, I look like I'm a tennis player here!) and Serene. No we weren't drunk but there was definitely alcohol consumption somewhere somehow. |
I can’t believe I agreed to go on a mad diet with the rest of my team members and colleagues. Tis’ so mad, I’ll post about it in my next upload. Now, it’s getting late and granny here needs to get her brain sleep or she’ll probably not do any better and extend the to-do’s which has already been extend due to some brain farts; or over expectations from over achieving humans.
Till my eyes stay open, I love you tonners and tonners, take care and I will keep you intact again soon!
Till my eyes stay open, I love you tonners and tonners, take care and I will keep you intact again soon!
*posted on 020512*
| L-R: Mybigfatarm, Berty and Lam at the National Sales & Marketing Convention in early March. We're half drunk if you wanted to know. |










