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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Out of gas to work today...feeling really sucky.. most probably VERY lack of sleep. Although i know that i'm in hot soup..but still no mood to work. Some days i just killed it like that. Tired of every other things i'm helpless of...yet sometimes exhumed about certain things i can do here.. mood is every puny stuff of me~ if only the art of ignorance can be mastered, how i wished.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

guy-i-see-in-bus-stop-every-wednesday-after-school

It was a tired week. Finally getting most questions some answers, but not truly AN answer yet. Not looking forward to monday, but it always comes greeting you with shit loads of stuff. Blasting. I just got an interesting news of guy-i-see-in-bus-stop-every-wednesday-after-school. Back dating would be lost in numbers, but i all i could say is... "wow". It's weird that i still remember clearly who is he, but things which happened back then were totally erased, and that's called "vividly". Old slump days...haha...but it's nice to know and chew on some good ol' news from time to time.

Yikes. i've been on too much chore that my arse hurts =.=" yes it's this bad, i wished i could pay for a sexy hot italian guy butt masseur and sipping sex on the beach side to side... and yup, i'm grown up and i cook..and i usually spend ONE BLOODY DAY to clean up the mess of my tiny room proportionally every week. what more to say, even lazier to step out of the zone and rather do things by the one-click-away kinda activity. Hurting arse became lazy bum. 

Seems like work sounds a little more interesting these days.. at least it's starting to be manageable and adapting quite well to shutting off the shiat and work like a peasant. Looking forward to my company dinner and the closing financial year for some goodies though ^_^ Before long..plenty of task committed to work on. Gambatte ne!!!

Last time i used to have this list long of stuff i really wanna do, if you'd asked me now, what i really wanna do is just NOTHING. My phone bill just hikes but i don't mind as calls are just necessary to reach good friends nowadays. I find it so unfit when people around can't really understand my style. YOU don't need to understand. YOU just need to click. Well...years ago..there's this sweet person telling me how we clicked and bring it on till now..i've not spoke to her for some time but i would like to wish her best in her life. Whilst, some just like to sudden miss call you in the midst of  "pulling hair" session...and i just laughed..Some pulak likes to call up to complain and extrapolate complains like the world is coming to an end, but by the time we knew, we were just laughing problems away..

There are still many unlisted significant ones, where each of them are treasures to me. These are things money can't buy and time can't restore... makes me worthwhile and get going regardless of rain and shine... 

Dog fell sick few days ago almost gave me a heart attack o_O but finally getting better...Life is about ups and downs..seems like working has caught a lot of nerves in most of us..try some relieve, getaway and a strong mind helps...let mind control work..not work control you..

stressed is desserts. happy working friends ^_^


Saturday, February 07, 2009

Pictura

Where did all it went? All stucked and kept in each portrait we'd ever digitally painted. Every picture had a story, had a hidden story and there were much laughter. When life is dry and snoozy, you replay all those, as if they were tapes, yes they are tapes. The videos came alive rewinding and started running in your head again. You are looking at your computer screen but your vision is all about those live videos. You saw your thin self and looked down at your current belly..all those care free days seemingly over, gone. Yet..it keeps running, repetitively..


To keep us on pace, we need to run a deluge, fall down real hard, get up with all bruise and continue running..always grumbling where is the end line. Only when i reached the end, i felt like starting the race all over again. But not possible. Other stuff are calling upon. Responsibilities. 


Memory has a capability of putting a full stop at that exact location you left a while ago. You can revise each word but nothing after the dot. After forty years, maybe.. when we see each other again..with much changes, we will continue to write on that sentence after that full stop memory put us at. There will never be blanks in the sentence, only new words, lines, paragraph or as huge as a 5000 words essay..written at the other side of the story. In the end, we still start from where we stopped. It's reunion.