Monday, February 15, 2010
Happy Cny and Vday
Monday, Feb 15th, 2010 -- This is another powerful day for you, especially if you can let your imagination lead the way. But fueling your life with your dreams is not an excuse to be completely unrealistic. It's almost as if you must maintain a double life now; you have your head up in the clouds, but also need to keep your feet firmly planted on the ground.
-tarot.com
Le sigh, what's new?
Okay first day of cny! And I wore sth vaguely resembling black. But I put on red lipstick and a red handbag that matches to...counter it. Who cares la.I wore Stevie too. Never a time to dress up like Cny.
I've been seeing people with flowers and all on the eve before Cny eve while shopping with Pam. I'm not envious or anything, weirdly. I've always gotten flowers from different people I nv see again every Vday so Vday isn't a big deal for me. And Pam's lovely early morn meet-up and breakfast was AWESOME!!!!
YAYY. I was nv so glad in the morning.
Apart from that I was late for work and was bouncing off to yellow-grey sky, dangerously swaying trees and leaves flying up all around me, buffeted by the ghostly grey wind eddies. And I msged Pam that it was the apocalyse,with lots of amusement. I think I shocked and spooked her la. She thought it was nice. I was like, crazily thrilled.
Anyway she msged me just when I ran up to the station, trying to catch a 1min train, "Hey where you now?"
Then I told her, and she didn't reply. Think she was running to the station. Then I decided not to get into this train cos it was too packed. I waited for another one which was coming in 2mins. Then when it came, just when the train doors opened, and I took a step forward, her msg came,
"Take the 2 min one!"
I looked at the sign and it said,"Next train, 4mins." I was like, omg! Which one to take? Then I was like, thinking that it couldn't be this train, so I just let the train go away,hoping that she wasn't on it.
Of course I got it right. She was on the next one. With breakfast for me! XDXD
Awesome la! The usual people I see on the train are, no offense, weird and...gross. So it was a major mood improvement to see her. Add food into the thing and you get Fabulousness la.
And I think the docs are really quite flirty. The nurses told me that too. Hmm...I mean, it is kinda impressive to be a doc. Or to be dating one, even. But it's just odd to think that everytime he looks into your eyes, he'll be thinking, cataracts, acute conjunctivities, glaucoma, dcr tube, cornea...you get the drift. Creepy.
I called P to tell him abt disastrous steamboat and asked for alternative date. He totally guessed what color I was wearing. "Bet it's sth close to black."
"Omg, yea!!!"
And to think I expressed utter distaste and shock at ppl wearing black on Cny. Of course, I'm a superstitious asinine person, so black was so out.
Right.
It's uncanny too, the time when me and Pam picked out a perfume we thought we liked best and made the other guess it. Of course we got it correct. LOL
I was like freaking shocked cos it wasn't even my usual pick of flowers or stuff. It was that goldish flamboyant YSL pale pink one.
How...uncanny. And awesome.
I think my job has made me super talkative and open to random chat with strangers. Skipping past the cleaner in the morn, I said, "Good morning uncle!"
and when going home and passing some guy in work clothes admiring his red car, I almost went, "New car?"
Omg.
Lucky I didn't, He noticed me opening and shutting my mouth like an idiot though, and am-chio at me. Zzz. Had to scamper away quickly. How awkward, and we live on the same block.
And I snapped at my friend who had to ask me this,
"What's "Love is metaphysical gravity"?"
He totally got it from Reader's Digest.
And I sarcastically went, "Uh, I've no idea what the hell's metaphysical? And what's love?"
Meanie.
Oh and working at clinic 1 is doing wonders to my temper. Some guy was shouting at me cos of the slow queue and I spun around on my heel while he was still raving and glided over to the other end of the clinic and picked up a feedback form for him. "Oh, I'm sorry. Here."
Lol I derive joy from diao-ing pissed off people while still maintaining a empathetic yet mildly nonchalant exterior, coupled with slight amusement and general contempt.
Such satisfaction. Not.
Oh, and gathering is postponed to 26! Sorry, I didn't know my dad was holding a dinner treat on the same day. Sian. I hate it when people assume things.
I don't understand when people treat you like trash and once they find they have nothing to their name, they come back to you and pretend like everything was okay and expect you to welcome them with open arms and happy smiles.
Certainement.
Eat dirt and die.
Met up with pri sch friends again! Fifi, Louis and Nk. :D So coincidental, Nk called me when I just reached home and was still standing in my heels. Then I agreed to go meet them. Minutes later Neighbour smsed me to meet up with him and abel. Sian after the whole day playing and developing a headache I could only meet for a while then go to sleep. Louis fell into a drain and bloodied his whole leg! I feel kinda bad now. I did nothing but laugh. :X
I guess its cos he's a guy and I think it's fine for guys to have a badly scraped leg. O:
Which is so not true cos studies have shown that guys feel more pain than girls even though they can have the same kind of wound or whatever. It's the way we are anatomically structured or sth that makes it like that. Nurses tend to brush off winces from guys when injecting them, thinking that precisely because they are guys, they can withstand that little pain. Surprise surprise, guys actually feel more pain from a simple pin prick then a girl.
Muahah. How unfortunate, given that most guys like to act tough. Which gives us girls more to smirk about, given that they feel more pain yet have to bear it with a smile. Little wonder guys die earlier la. No offense. It's true.
I also read somewhere that there are more documented cases of cardiac arrest in men, simply because they feel it. Seriously. It's not that there are actually lesser women with heart attacks but that some simply go unrecorded because they were not reported in the first place. The women having heart attacks assumed they were having minor chest pains and dismissed it as non-serious.
Seriously.
Guys are tough?
Lol.Labels: ciao
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