Sunshin3

Dating websites these days have a bunch of illogical, irrelevant profile questions that you have to fill up before you can be admitted as a member and on hindsight, I shouldn’t have agreed to join any of them.

Those who were interested in me were either married or much older and none of them, Singaporean. And you have the usual, “Hi, want a fling?”

A waste of my time filling in all those unimportant details like which part of Singapore I am staying at, to begin with.

It is quite pathetic when someone who is recently acquainted with you, also tells you that you will never be able to attract locals because of the way you are.

Sigh. Is there something in me that implies I am anti-singaporean or pro-genocide in anyway?

I guess I just got more desperate when I was dateless on Valentines Day.

It’s quite sucky to have to stay in office long enough so that your eyes are spared the torture of watching couples saunter around boat quay or seeing delivery boys hand over flowers to intended recipients. Whilst others leave their offices for a good meal, I had macdonalds for lunch and instant noodles at 11pm as my dinner.

I am not bitter at couples having found their loves, just bitter at the fact that this acquaintance who hardly knew me, was right.

Honestly, I’ve seen some of the profiles of the girls on the websites and they are extremely attractive which leads me to wonder why are they still single.

Ah well.

Let’s throw some hoops and see how it pans out.

Guess where i am at 9.30pm this evening?

No prizes for guessing the right answer although there could be a bonus if you also guess that i have not eaten dinner yet.

Via Shelly who has decided my blog needs some memes..

Who was the last person:-

1. You hung out with: Define hung out.
2. Saw you cry: Old boy.
3. Went to the movies with you: Old boy even though it’s been a while back.
4. You went to the mall with: Mom
5. You went to dinner with: Mom
6. You talked on the phone to: Old boy
7. Said ‘I love you’ to you and really meant it: Old boy, before he boarded his flight to HK and I’m sure he means it from his heart too.
8. Made you laugh: Old boy, as always.

Would you rather:-

1. Pierce your nose or tongue: Neither.
2. Be serious or be funny: Be funny. Men like funny women.
3. Drink whole or skim milk: Whole milk.
4. Spend time with your parents or enemies: Parents.

Do you prefer:-

1. Flowers or candy: Flowers.
2. Gray or black: Black.
3. Color or Black and white photos: No preference.
4. Lust or love: Love, with a healthy dose of lust. (Copied from Shell’s response)
5. Sunrise or sunset: Sunrise.
6. M and Ms or Skittles: Neither.
7. Staying up late or waking up early: I’ve been doing both and frankly, i can’t tell the difference.
8. Sun or moon: Sun.
9. Winter or Fall: Fall.
10. Left or right: Right.
11. 10 acquaintances or having two best friends: Two best friends.
12. Sunny or rainy: Rainy.
13. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream: Vanilla.

About you:-

1. What time is it: 9.28am
2. Nickname(s): Sunshin3, emily, small auntie.
3. What is your birth date: 25th September
4. What do you want: The things that i want lor.
5. Where do you want to live: In a house.
6. How many kids do you want: I do but can i?
7. Do you want to get married: I do but can i?

Uniqueness:-

1. Nervous habit: Blushing.
2. Are you double jointed: Nope.
3. Can you roll your tongue: Yes.
4. Can you raise one eyebrow: No.
5. Can you cross your eyes: Yes.
6. Do you make your bed daily: Yes.
7. Can you draw: Define draw.

Randomness:-

1. Which shoe goes on first: Does it matter?
2. Ever thrown a shoe at someone: I wished but nah.
3. What is your craziest experience ever: Travelling to Guangzhou which was a stupid and crazy idea at the same time.

Food:-

1. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it: Twirl.
2. Have you ever eaten spam: No.
3. Favorite ice cream: Ben & Jerry’s.
4. How many kinds of cereal are in your cabinet: Cornflakes, yes how mightily boring.
5. What’s your favorite beverage: Coffee.
6. Do you cook: Hardly.

In the last month, have you:-

1. Bought something: Yes.
2. Sang: Nope.
3. Been hugged: Yes.
4. Felt stupid: Yes.
5. Missed someone: Yes.
6. Danced crazy: No.
7. Gotten your hair cut: No.
8. Cried: Yes.
9. Lied: Yes.

Tomorrow’s my last day at work and I just found out what’s worse than one blackberry.

Two blackberries.

Whatever I’m attempting is absolutely not for the faint-hearted.

I had fault in making Old boy grouchy.

Things in the office are really unstable and I’ve lost control of my work. Apart from the production, I’m tasked to handle the after-production party as well as another dinner to be held in London. As helpful as hotels are, the menus, the seating plans, the programme highlights still require my handholding until the events are over.

Plus I have Project Alphabet and Project Clean whose closing transaction dates are on 31 October 2007. What makes it difficult is that the lawyers for the transactions aren’t exactly clear about what they have to do.

Because of this instability, I’ve been quite moody too in no certain ways better than Old boy.

But we had a good talk over phone calls and lunch to air it out.

Amongst other things, he isn’t very optimistic of our future although he concedes that I could help influence the thought process.

It’s interesting to see him in my position once in a while. By all counts of logic, we shouldn’t be together but I’ve given up arguing with whatever’s left of my brain.

Honestly, I’m not very sure if I’ll be around that long too but it’s a risk I’m going to take.

Nabei cheebye.

I should have just agreed to attend that french ballet performance tonight instead of waiting around the office, only to realise that someone screwed something up somewhere.

What a fucking bad way to start a weekend.

I am really pissed man and this frustration has been accumulative.

To the point where I know my vessels have contracted, blood is not flowing through and I am having a terrible headache.

Yet, knowing Old boy who probably wouldn’t have enough energy to go for the treetop walk tomorrow morning, I think I’m better off running around the estate to release the anger and frustration.

Or a walk on the beach.

Sigh, it’s so hard to be positive in the light of so much negativity.

Sometimes i wish i could just follow Mama’s advice of putting a pail on top of my head and scream my lungs out but yeah, i know.

I refuse to look so stupid.

The emo me strikes.

On a Monday, no less. No, actually it started since Sunday evening.

Bah.

If only my best bud could repeat her act of suddenly appearing at my doorsteps with a box of really-tacky-but-seriously-delicious-until-queue-damn-long donuts for me.

Perhaps what i need is that sugar rush.

Or perhaps, a holiday.

Just when i thought Old boy could join me for a short trip, he got requested by his bosses to make an impromptu trip to China even before he started work for them!

Gah.

Even better.

The land of fakes.

I just hope he comes back without a china mistress in tow.

Else i’ll……..

*Grrr*

Bugger.

I left the article in the office and i can’t start the entry without the resources i need.

Monday, i promise.

Some luxuries in life aren’t exactly luxuries.

My ipaq has been giving me problems of late. Just right after i have finished paying off the last installment.

The first sign of trouble came when it started hanging up on me for no rhyme or reason.

Next came the weekly resets that i had to endure.

Third was its inability to function as a basic phone proper. So what if i have all the snazzy functions of a PDA phone but i can’t make calls out???

Even Old boy’s N6288 works better than my ipaq at times.

The last straw came when i realised my ipaq was being overheated by an overheated battery pack.

It’s either i change the battery or get a new phone totally, whichever’s cheaper of course.

It is a terrible day today and it started with a meeting at 9.30 in the morning.

Thereafter, i had to contend with mismatched expectations and a migraine before rounding it off with another meeting around 5 in the evening to dispute over a proposal.

All these are mentally draining and i’ve yet to count the emails in my inbox as well.

I am angry and i have a choice whether i want to battle it out over wines since it’s a colleague’s birthday or do i want to sulk at home.

Of course, i’m choosing the latter because i’m really upset and by staying at home, i won’t hurt anyone by my sarcasm.

And it’s stupid to get drunk because i definitely won’t learn my lesson since i don’t get hangovers the next day.

Blame it on the Dad’s drinking genes and lack of affection.

I’m on du lan mode today.