「 12:41 PM 」

Every weekend, I find out what the most evil thing in the world is.

Time.

How else is it possible that Friday takes an eternity to arrive and Monday comes in a blink of an eye?
Its just not possible unless time is truly evil. Time watches your every move and it pulls a fast one on you when you least expect it.

I feel dreadful knowing that I am getting older each day and one day will look back and regret the numerous unfulfilled desires/aims.
Why?
Because time is evil. It doesn't give you the luxury of doing things at your own pace or planning your life the way you intend or even sit down and think about what you could have done, because you're too busy doing whatever you need to do now.

You know there's a problem when you hear yourself repeating the same phrase: So much to do, so little time.

Also, how does one ever find the stamina/drive to maximise every single day of their week to its full potential? I know I can't but I know of people who can. Yes, you would think they're on dope.

You get it yeah..this post is about how depressed I am about the severe lack of time/energy and drive I face every.single.day

Maybe I should become a seamstress. Do you think that's any stress at all? Other than that the designation already has the word 'stress in it'.

Or perhaps an ice cream seller. Aaaah, yes...I should be an ice cream seller....Since the only energy draining aspect of the job will be to think of ways to convince people to eat unpopular ice cream flavours such as yam and God knows what else... Bleah.

「 6:28 PM 」

Last week, on the eve of Deepavali, I fell ill.



Terribly ill. I was puking non stop and felt too weak to walk. I knew I had to see the doctor but also knew I had to come back to work right after. Yes, we're such a small team that if one of us were bleeding from the mouth, we would still have to finish our work FIRST before seeking treatment.



Yes, harsh but true.



So, anyways, I logged on MSN to ask TheP where the nearest clinic was, and she replied me instantly and asked why I was looking for one, to which I told her.



Upon hearing my plight, TheP insisted that I leave work immediately to go see the doc and I refused. She then KEPT insisting every 3 seconds that I leave then, and I kept refusing.

Finally, I decided to trudge all the way to IP & beyond to see the damn doc and get medication. When I left, I gave TheP a ring just to let her know so she won't worry. Then, as I was reaching, she called me to ask where I was and said she was waiting for me at the foot of her building to accompany me to the clinic.

I admit. I.was.deeply.touched.

So, we walked and she waited till it was my turn to see the doc before leaving for lunch. This whole entry is because I'm deeply appreciative of TheP's concern. It may be a small gesture but it did mean so much.

Thanks Prisses. You.is.the.bestest.

I shall slather you with kisses the next time I see you...

Wendy darling, thank you too..for what you sent me on Deepavali. It was so so sweet. I loves you many.

Ok, I promise... I shall now stop being so gay.

Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala.

「 7:18 PM 」

How is it possible for three alphabets that do not make up any word to create such a difference?



How, you ask?



Well, it is possible when the three letters are: O, R and D.



Oh my god, I think my heart just skipped a beat as I typed that. ORD.



YES, everyone on this planet..The boy is finally finally finally normal. Ok, normal isn't the best choice of words, but I am busy jumping around to think of a better word ok!

Finally, can't believe this day has finally arrived.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I officially no longer need to book schedule/plan ahead for trysts with the 'part time bf'..(those in the loop, you can snigger with me)

Must say, I do feel a sense of relief now. C'mon everyone, heave a sigh of relief with me.



SIGH.

「 4:38 PM 」

Err...
I forgot what I wanted to blog about.




HOW LIKE THAT?