Tired tired tired

I like to blog about the eccentricity of the dough factory I work in.

I like to blog about screaming customers and internal stupidity that spill out from the phone splashing all over my desk and mental space.

I like to blog about my best friend’s adorable boy.

But, tired tired tired too tired…………………………………..

N I hate the cats mating horribly downstairs. SHUT UP CAN!!!!HUMANS NEED TO SLEEP!!!!!!

In preparation of my favourite boy

The best friend is coming over tomorrow with the son. hehehe…

Am looking forward to playing with him. He probably has grown another few inches and learn more new words.

I am staying at home today to clean up the house.

Wondering what to do for lunch tmw. To cook or order pizza. Feeling lazy. Pizza sounds good.

Am going down to get the delightful Lychee Martini cake later for dessert. Hmm…yummy!

Note to self: Remember to get best friend’s hubby to help change the light bulb. That’s what friends are for. hehehe.

Stuffed!

To the brim! Met the cousins and as usual, wherever we meet up, we compulsively eat ourselves silly. As usual, whenever one of us declared too stuffed for another bite, the rest of us look at each other in amusement. Cos, of course, it is only a matter of minutes before the person will be tantalised by the food and started munching again. The moment the person picked up the chopstick, the rest of us will explode into laughter. Maybe, it runs in the family. We can’t seem to stand having food in front of us.

Cousin in law was teasing the cousin, “Dear, why it is that you never eat like that when we were dating? And how come you never tell me that your cousins are also all bottomless pits like you, ah?”

Welcome to the family *grin*

But, it was fun. Earlier on, at newton circle, we were trying to induce the group of mussels eating tourists into the joy of eating cockles with a dash of chilli. In fact, we were so enthusiatic that they gave in upon our continual insistence that they should try. “It’s like mini oysters.” was the sale slogan. Pity that they did not like it.

Now, excuse me while I go have sweet dreams of puking in my sleep.

Not good for each other

U and I are hanging out alot.

We are both relatively new in our jobs with facing similar frustrations, feeling inadequate despite trying our best and more or less face the same challenges and stress. Our confidence has simultaneously taken a beating and are lugging our frustrations while trying hard to remain composed (and failing in most cases). We turn to each other as we obviously can understand each other’s frustrations.

However, as I told C, we are not good for each other as we are both depressed about out jobs. Moodiness breeds moodiness. It is a vicious cycle. It is ever so convenient to pick up the phone and call yr friend who can understand how you feel by virtue of being in the same circumstances. Especially when you feel like you are ready to explode if you do not let off steam. But really, we need to stop bitching about our jobs.

For my part, I am learning to let go. I am taking the attitude that things will screw up anyway, so it is really no big deal. I just do what I can. In fact, I expect to screw up. Not sure if this is a good thing. I no longer try as hard as I used to cos I have decided that I work to live not live to work. I do what I can and if it is not enough then no point in forcing.

Btw, some ex-colleagues volunteered to come down and have lunch next week. Nice gesture initiated by uncle T. Touched. And D is coming down to meet me for lunch on wed. Looking forward to seeing all of them.

P.S. I am happy to be sick today cos this means I skip one session of screaming from the  ”screaming mama”. Last week, I was finally provoked enough to tell her to stop screaming at me everytime she cannot have things her way. I decided I am sick of having her step all over me. It is high time to be more assertive when handling her.

Must drink more milk

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Have to say

1. I am really glad Obama won. And even happier that George Bush is no longer the President.

2. I wonder why does management has to react to the market news. Why can’t somebody up there be proactive, sit down, assess the possible risks (it’s not rocket science) and ask for consolidated reporting instead of throwing down bombshells everyday? And then complaining that we are not reacting fast enough! Since we need to check, may as well save replication of efforts by doing a comprehensive reporting so that we can look at averting the risks first or whatever. Cow sense, iz? Grrrrghhh!

Grouchy old cow

I have been a grouchy old cow of late. But, somehow, in the chain of trivia day to day incidents happening in my life recently, there was a realisation that I do have alot in my life to be thankful for. I am really thankful to have really good friends around. People who despite putting up with my irritating quirks and all sorts of nonsense are still willing to be my friend and are always there for me. We laughed and cried together. Have heated exchanges and confided in each other. Granted that there are also people who come and go but I have always been fortunate to have good friends around, supporting me in all stages of my life.

As for relatives, despite the annoying little things that irritates the hell out of me that comes from having large extended family, help is always available when I need them. And I am really appreciative of that. Plus growing up in a family full of warmth and love.

Somehow, in my ways, I have been rather blessed. Life is never perfect but somehow things always work out. The opportunities, experiences and nice people that I have met along the way are plentiful. To land this job and a nice boss. The timing was fortunate in many ways.

Having just join a new environment where everything is absolutely foreign to me, it was quite heartening to realise that my experienced colleagues are almost as harrassed as I am in this volatile environment. Cos despite their experiences, this is “extraordinary timing” where there are “new surprises” thrown around that they have also never experienced before. In a way, it is quite exciting. That is, if you do not kill yourself with stress. However, as every new surprise, we should all get better with coping with the stress.

Joining at the start of the global crisis definitely has its perks. Going uphill means you enjoy the ride downhill better. Plus when I met my ex-colleagues yesterday, I was even more convinced that my decision to switch career was a wise one.

This grouchy old cow can still feel thankful for the good things in life. That, in itself is a good thing.

Older by the dozen

Bumped into an ex-colleague from way back outside my office yesterday.

We said hi and had a chat. At the end of our 10 minutes conversation, I ventured to ask, “I am so sorry but what’s your name?”

He told me and then promptly asked my name.

We were both quite amused. I mean, I remember exactly who this person is, which department he was in, etc. I remember attending his wedding when I was a sweet young thing at 20. I can even remember what I wore cos I still have the dress. It’s disgusting, I know but well, it is a classic and still fits:p But, for the life of me, I simply cannot recall his name. hehehe…

As I walked away, I was stunned by how 12 years just swept by.

Charming

Everyday, we try our darnest to make things difficult for selective clients in as charming & discreetly a manner as possible with the fond hope that they eventually get the point and say a graceful farewell to us with fond memories of our lovely charms lingering in their memories.

I feel about as charming as a rattlesnake actually…

So said the fairygodmother

“So you missed out on one great guy. And yes, he is really great. So, what is the big deal? There are still plenty of other great guys around. You don’t want to miss out on all of them. So go out, meet some and have a ball! Make some great friends and break some hearts along the way. That’s what living is all about. Haven’t that bump on your head taught you anything? Did you manage to get all your common sense knocked out of you when you fall? Go on, gal! Go out, get some living and jazz it up!”