It does feel like
forever since I last blogged. One of those on-off moments again. Haha.
Since I'm waiting for my hair to dry...why not? Or I'll just fall asleep sitting because I can't lie down and sleep with my hair wet on the pillow. Lol.
The work sphere has been fairly uneventful..I would almost say I've actually been pretty free! Everything's either pending or completed or simply..in limbo. But jobs and clients are coming in fast and in droves; I foresee crazy OT-ing and less of a social life in the weeks to come. Ah wells.
Met my 29ners for dinner earlier, and brought the bf along. He didn't talk enough to form an impression I think..but that's normal la. In a big group of almost 10 pple, not really easy to communicate. Well! As long as no one said anything wrong or offensive at a first meeting..there should be plenty more chances to get to know one another. Hahaha.
Didn't find shokudo @ raffles city very good; I kinda miss
marche actually. And that place made me stink! The smell of food clinging to my hair and clothes..makes you wonder why you pay so much to stink. I can pay a fraction of that price for yummilicious food at a hawker centre and smell about the same. Lol.
Dessert at
ben&jerry's! Shioks! Had my
chunkey monkey as usual. Wheeee. Can't believe the bf has never tried my favourite flavour before!
Anyhows, booked our return plane tickets to KL for next month already. Kinda wondering what's a good gift to give my darling for his convocation. Girls are simple..buy flowers, bears, whatever that's cutesy. But for a guy..hmmm. Ideas, anyone? And it has to be something I can easily bring onto the plane with me. Haha.
Think I'm going to be flitting between malaysia and singapore fairly often from now on. Haha. I don't really mind, since he opens up my eyes to another side of msia I've never seen before. It's not as boring as I've always thought, and certainly doesn't consist only of JB, KL, malacca and genting. Hahaha. What can I do if those were the places I visited repeatedly in my younger days right. Bound to get sick of them. =p
Certainly helps to tour the neighbouring country with someone who knows it like a second home.
And has a license to boot. Car trips are so much fun! =D
And ohh! Finally found a house! Not exactly near the mrt, but a fairly decent place still..just a tad expensive. Can't wait to do up the whole house and my room...my own room at last! Can design everything from scratch. =))
The thumb's slowly recovering..though I don't know what's gonna happen to the nail. Hoping very hard that the broken parts can fuse back together, but I kinda doubt it. In that case, praying that the nail won't drop off before the new one grows out fully. And that's going to take
6 months...6
freaking months..! =x
Still can't regain complete use of my thumb..so inconvenient. Sighh. But at least I can now shower with both hands, type without grimacing and drive. Among other things. Don't underestimate the use of your thumbs please..even the thumb not belonging to your master hand. It's a torture trying to go through everyday routine things without being able to use it!
It's
amazing how careless and klutzy I can be at times. Really salute myself even. No one so far can understand how I managed to slam the car door on my thumb so spectacularly. Even I can't quite recall the exact sequence of events; everything happened so quickly. But that was the first time in an
uber uber uber long time that I cried from pain and blood. *shudders*
Am getting sleepy..can't really stay up late anymore nowadays without feeling the effects of it the next day. I do miss the FOC days where we slept no more than 10hours over a period of 5 days. Campus days where we'd have all-night-long mahjong sessions..staying out the entire night to sing ktv or just have supper and yak till the sun rose in the sky..really miss my uni life mans. Especially the first year. When everything was still happy, fun, exciting..and daddy was still with me.
Saw a video yesterday titled "leave me"; it's a short film about this widower who was transported into the world of his late wife's broken camera, and somehow managed to relive the past which was captured in shots by the camera. Eventually, he chose to stay on in this past because there, he met his wife again before her death. My first thought was...if I were given the same choice..I would probably take it.
We shouldn't live in the past, I know..but sometimes..the past is what shapes our future. If my past is going to cast a shadow over who I'm going to be, why not just go back to it?
I'll probably wake up tomorrow morning disagreeing with what I just typed above. Sometimes, it's nice to just cave in to the inner depths of my emotions and not argue out a politically correct reply.
Bedtime bedtime..I'll leave the thinking till tomorrow.
