Bye Bye 2006 *wavewave*

So 2006 is coming to a close.

And its that time where you ask yourself that eternally miserable question of, "So what have I achieved this past year?"

When I think about it.. I would have to say:

ZLICH.

sigh.

Im pathetic, I know.

Maybe I haven't achieved anything.. but I definately experienced alot this past year.

Lets just say the past year of my life has been exactly like a whole season of Days of Our Lives.

Yah la. Damn drama. ;p

Heartbreak, betrayal, scandal, comedy... Im just short of a murder scene. Heh.

I hate making resolutions. But I guess this is something I must do.

I will TRY to be LESS STUPID. (essentially, im still dumb. Just less. ;p)
I will TRY to be HAPPIER.
And..
I will stop letting people walk all over ME.

Sounds simple. But I think its not gonna be all that easy.

Hopefully 2007 will be a better, less drama year for me.

I just want peace and quiet.

Happy New Year Peeps!

*MUAX*

The Saddest Christmas Morning

So I woke up at about 4am to go to work.

That wasnt what was so sad about my Christmas morning.

Honestly, thats awfully trivial..

I saw over the electronic board that there was a serious accident along the ECP just outside Changi Airport. Two of the three lanes were closed so there was a traffic jam and the cars slowly inched along. I didnt have any reaction to it. It was just an accident. I closed my eyes and tried to catch a little snooze as we inched along.

As we approached the scene of the accident, I turned my head for that second and saw the victim, lying on the road, with a sheet of white cloth covering him. It was so soaked with blood, that i gasped and just instinctively covered my face with my hands.

My heart siezed. I felt so sick. So Awful. So much blood. Too much.

I prayed then. I prayed for him. For his family. For the driver of the other vehicle.

Nobody deserved that. Not on a Christmas morning. Not the driver of the taxi. Not the victim.

Imagine, Christmas Day for the driver would always be remembered as a day he killed someone.

Christmas Day would be a day the victim's family would always remember as as tragic day.

I was so disturbed. I kept thinking. Life is so unpredictable. We never know when we are going to lose our loved ones. Or when we will leave our loved ones.

Every other day I board that plane. And I never know if i will ever come back home.

As I got out the car, I told my Dad, "Please drive safely and be careful okie?" I hope he knew I was trying to tell him I loved him.

My heart hurts for them, still.

So Its Off to Nagoya Instead...

Its okie.. Im not exactly complaining.. Im happy going to any Japan station. :)

As expected, I spent 2 hours at the 100 yen shop and only spent slightly over 1000 yen (thats less than 20 bucks) and spent 15mins at Lawsons convenient store and spent 3000 yen (thats over 30 bucks..).

Geez. Doesnt seem right. ;p

I went out at 11am to have an early lunch at my favourite little joint and ate my fav hamburger rice! I was the ONLY girl there and I was eating bigger portions than the men. Heh. They probably thought I was weird. ;p

Had to go to the departmental store's food market and buy desserts!

LOOOVVEE their strawberry shortcakes. YUMYUM.

I love Japanese food. Sigh.

*urp*


My Fav Hamburg Rice! :)


See wat i spotted at the 100yen shop! Cute pink hammies! Hee Hee


GIVE ME CAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!


Mr. Baker whipping up cream for their famous strawberry shortcakes



I bought this slice of heaven back with me... hehe.


Only where can I wear my hat and not look like a complete idiot? Anywhere BUT Singapore! hahahaha.. sigh. Sad.. But true.


My 100yen conquests! nyaknyak.

Off to Christchurch next. Please someone go sightseeing with me....... :(

Dun care. If no one go. Me go myself. ;p

Where My Swiss Alps?!

Im supposed to be in Zurich now.

Im supposed to be eating rosti.

Im supposed to be skiing down Mt. Titlis.

Im supposed to be making snow angels and snow men.

Im supposed to be off on the 24 - 26 Dec.

But NO. Im here in Singapore.

WHY? coz my plane got grounded due to the tug being stuck at the front wheels.. can someone please explain whats that to me???

We literally had to disembark in the middle of the taxiway.. tat was wierd. ;p

They decided to call up a new set of crew so all of us were sent home.

I was at the airport since 9pm. My flight was to depart at 11:55pm. We were stuck on the tarmac until 2am when they finally decided to change crews. I finally got home at 5am.

8 hours of time wasted. Argh. Shit happens.

I volunterred to pax up to Nagoya tonight. I will watch inflight movies till I K.O.

Im bringing along my cargo bag. 100 yen shop and instant noodles here i come!

Heh heh.

Oh.. and there goes my off day on christmas. *sobhicwail* *stomp foot*

Give Me Your Boobs!

Overheard this conversation in the ladies restroom this afternoon while I was hiding in the cubicle... (Yes i was hiding. Dun ask why.)

".... boobs shrink from D cup but still C cup wat!!"

Oooh. My ears perked up.

"Yah but I like sharp noses! I would rather have smaller breasts and have a sharper nose!"

I should have stormed out of the cubicle at that point and bonked her on the head with my handbag.

I have a sharp nose and no boobs. Are you MAD?

Take my nose! TAKE IT you crazy woman!

*flings my nose at her and grabs her breasts*

;)

Friends?

Can a guy and a girl ever be JUST friends?

I used to say no.

Then i said yes.

Now I don't know.

Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered

He's a fool and don't I know it
But a fool can have his charms
I'm in love and don't I show it
Like a babe in arms

Love's the same old sad sensation
Lately I've not slept a wink
Since this half-pint imitation
Put me on the blink

I'm wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I

Lost my heart, but what of it
He is cold I agree
He can laugh, but I love it
Although the laugh's on me

I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And long, for the day when I'll cling to him
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I

Sigh. I love Stacey Kent.

And I found a strand of white hair on my head.

I must really be bothered.

Ergh.

Meet Mr. Boofy!

See wat Keong got for me!

Everyone... Meet Mr. Boofy!



He's so cute!

And if you're wondering why Mr. Boofy... its just coz he's so huggable and well... boofy.

Hee.

I leave him in Keong's car so that I have something to hug and baobao on my journey home.

I miss Mr. Boofy already...

Perfect For Those "ARRGH" Days

See what I found at Zara? (pronounced "tha-ra", according to my Spanish spouting friend, Mr. See... I hope he's not bluffing me...)



Its just so perfect for those days when i just feel like screaming to the world, "ARRRGGHHH!!!!!!! #!*&%@".

My t-shirt does my screaming for me.

I just did a Guangzhou turn. Tomorrow I have a Denpasar turn. Then a Bangkok. And then a Hong Kong turn.

ARRGGHHH!!!!!!!! #!&$@!#

*puts on t-shirt*

Foursome Anyone?

Had an interesting conversation with my supervisor the other day...

I noticed he had been suffering from a bad migrane and asked if he felt ok. He said he was better and mentioned that he regularly suffers from bad migranes.

To console him and make a joke, I told him that I had read in a recent copy of the Reader's Digest, that studies have shown that migrane sufferers tend to have a higher sex drive than others. (I swear this is true.)

He was surprised and looked pleased as punch. He then said, "Ok, I'm going to say four numbers, and you just say out which number comes to mind first. Then I know whether you have a high sexual drive or not."

Okay..... so he got me intrigued and I nodded eagerly. I was SURE I was going to score on the high list.

"Ready?" He said. "ok.. 1,2,3,4! Faster! What number?!!"

"Four!" I shouted.

"Aiyah.. you are considered normal..."

I sat there with a petulant pout. How could I be considered normal? What a stupid, lousy test.

I demanded to know what is the logic behind that stupid, rubbish test. He smiled and just refused to tell me.

So I countered. "How can I be considered under "normal"? I chose "4" as that is the number of sex partners I want."

You should have seen his stunned look. He considered it for a while, then replied. "But thats impossible, maximum can only be three at one go.."

I leaned forward, looked at him straight in the eye and said, "Well, you forgot I still got my hands..."

He burst out laughing and conceded defeat.

Geri - 1, Boss - 0.

Its Beginning to Look Alot Like Christmas...

See what my Mommy made!



So cute right?! I love it's little mittens... She made it as a little art and craft project with Joshie.

He's such a cute little fellow he makes me smile everytime I see him.

I can't believe its almost christmas. And I havent done my christmas shopping yet. Argh. Will hit Orchard Road tomorrow to try get it all done. ;p

I love my new little Coach bag. Thank you Dearie... *hee*



*sings*

All I WANT for Christmas is.... *thinks naughty thoughts*

;)

DXO My Ass...

Just recounting a phone call I recieved the other day...

I was happily curled up in bed snoring away when my home phone rang in the morning (It was 10am. But I still deem it an ungodly hour to call...). I rolled out of bed and stumbled around my room looking for my cordless phone.

I answered in a sleepy, gravelly voice.

"haallooooo...?"

I'm sure the other party on the other line was shocked to hear such an awful, grouchy voice answering the phone. If it were me, I would have just hung up. But this chirpy guy bravely ventured on.

"Good morning! Is this DXO?"

DXO? DXO??!!! You call my house at 10 in the morning, wake me up from my sleep and ask if this is DXO??

You should have seen the little volcano erupt on top of my head.

*BOOF*

A normal person would have replied, "I'm sorry.. I think you dialled the wrong number.."

But Im not a normal person when you disturb my precious sleep.

You should have heard how I wailed back to him.

"NOOOoooOooo... This is NOT."

"Oh..Oh.. I'm so sorry..." (mumbles something unintelligible)

I hung up before he did.

If only my house was DXO. How happening would that be...?

And is DXO even open at 10am?

Sheesh.