red-eyed, red-faced.
I'm no way drunk on a freaking Tuesday night, mind you. Think I've got some virus clocking in every first day of the month so I can make good use of my sickies.
Cheap-ass Tuesday. I could have gone to the movies or something. Opted to run home and attempted to take a nap. To no avail. Intended to cook dinner for the house. Nothing happened.
Mom's right. I should hang on to the job that's relatively cruisy. There's really no point moving elsewhere. Not yet anyway. I'm not used to the non-happening lifestyle. I probably need the year to rest and then gather up all my energy to embark on a new adventure come 2007.
I should surrender.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Monday, February 27, 2006
quick weekend rundown
Sats>>
Apartment Hunting...
More like a walk around Neutral Bay. Missed one inspection due to being misled by the so-called online map of the nation. That one was pricey but looked really really nice. It looks like the perfect family home.
Bernee's Big Bash!
Was fun! Saw my ex cell group leader and his then gf and now wife! She's having a baby end of May. Danced a bit, hung around with Joy a bit as she had a sprained foot and could not walk nor stand much. Chatted a bit with B's friends and her fiance.
Sun>>
Went shopping with bro for business garb but ended up buying going out shirts. They were pretty cool. I can get the hang of shopping for guys. ;)
Headed off to Hillsong that arvo as I was on TV duty. Did graphics first service and camera 2 (jumbo main camera) for the second service and the baptism that followed thereafter. I was fainting whilst doing camera but I so wanted to do it, I kept it up and prayed really hard that I won't screw up!
Finished everything 10-ish. The last bus to Central was gone and it was pouring rain! There were just a bunch of students waiting and hanging around and I felt kinda lost and stranded and took my last resort - called a cab to take me home.
Apartment Hunting...
More like a walk around Neutral Bay. Missed one inspection due to being misled by the so-called online map of the nation. That one was pricey but looked really really nice. It looks like the perfect family home.
Bernee's Big Bash!
Was fun! Saw my ex cell group leader and his then gf and now wife! She's having a baby end of May. Danced a bit, hung around with Joy a bit as she had a sprained foot and could not walk nor stand much. Chatted a bit with B's friends and her fiance.
Sun>>
Went shopping with bro for business garb but ended up buying going out shirts. They were pretty cool. I can get the hang of shopping for guys. ;)
Headed off to Hillsong that arvo as I was on TV duty. Did graphics first service and camera 2 (jumbo main camera) for the second service and the baptism that followed thereafter. I was fainting whilst doing camera but I so wanted to do it, I kept it up and prayed really hard that I won't screw up!
Finished everything 10-ish. The last bus to Central was gone and it was pouring rain! There were just a bunch of students waiting and hanging around and I felt kinda lost and stranded and took my last resort - called a cab to take me home.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
rant!
psycho transport webbie!
These sites are meant to be equipped with efficient (time saving and logical) trip planner options but alas, sometimes you really have to DIY!
We're off to North Strathfield from North Sydney via train and the site suggests a walk to Circular Quay station (you have to cross the harbour bridge by foot!), a train to Central and a train to North Strathfield, clocking at 1.5 hours when you can catch a train from point A to point B and actually get there without breaking a sweat in less than 40 minutes!
Some people!
These sites are meant to be equipped with efficient (time saving and logical) trip planner options but alas, sometimes you really have to DIY!
We're off to North Strathfield from North Sydney via train and the site suggests a walk to Circular Quay station (you have to cross the harbour bridge by foot!), a train to Central and a train to North Strathfield, clocking at 1.5 hours when you can catch a train from point A to point B and actually get there without breaking a sweat in less than 40 minutes!
Some people!
overwhelmed
It's been a tiring week. My emotions must have squeezed out what remains of my week's energy reserves, and I actually thought downing two cups of coffee after 7pm (not one after the other, mind you) would actually help.
I did well over an hour of shopping during my so-called friday lunch break then rushing back to work with my new MAC powder foundation in my half powdered face and wacko state. People actually thought I came from the pub!
Company drinks afterwards. Was there for almost an hour chatting with these chinese girls who went to uni with my sista. Makes me wonder whether I'd see my uni mates at JPM, too.
Had coffee numero uno whilst waiting for half of Amy's bday dinner crew at the quay, caught a bus to darlo and met up with the rest of the crew. Went to this french cafe that I found listed in the good food guide. I trust that book. It's a foodie's bible. We got a much coveted pavement seat, maybe cos we actually booked and good thing we did cos the place was PACKED like crazy and there was even a french dude trying to use his french-ness to get a table. It was just impossible. They didn't have the extra table down some room at the back in case somebody uber important pops by without a reservation.
I had to make a quick dash to the loo (possibly from all the liquids I took in prior to the darlo bus trip) and was hearing all these french-ness. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine I'm not in Sydney. It was so cool.
Food was pretty good, dessert was absolutely superb. Had coffee numero dos and the coffee sucked big time I had to ask them to make another one for me. The second one was just a tinge better but who are they kidding? I was aching to make my own cuppa then.
We had a hottie of a french server who was absolutely darling. He was a bit of a smartass, too as he was the one who had my coffee remade and he could tell I was not absolutely happy with the second cup. I was not about to be an ass to the barista so I had the coffee anyway.
Despite the rounds of caffeine and laughter, I was still knocked out when I got home. Managed to get a bit of a nap before I got woken up by a text message, which normally doesn't wake me up. I was up for hours drinking water and making a million trips to the loo. I probably slept two more hours before finally waking up to the sunshine.
Thoughts on life and all the abstract and seemingly incomprehensible things filled my mind. I've become overly emotional once again. The struggle within is still on.
Bernee's big bash is tonight! I managed to decide on an outfit. I tried shopping for an outfit at DJs but ended up just admiring the Aussie designer collections, the new store lay-out and deciding that I'd be able to whip something out from my current wardrobe.
I'm still broke and underpaid (!).
Tropfest (uber cool and happening short film festival) is on tomorrow! I can feel my heart pumping more blood through my veins! I have Hillsong TV duty at night though. Wonder if I can get my chummies to go and save the spot til I make my way there? Sneaky but might not work.
I miss my artsy fartsy tribe. Should make a film for next year's Tropfest. The chance to go to NYC is tempting. The perfect icing on top of any cake attempting to lure me.
I did well over an hour of shopping during my so-called friday lunch break then rushing back to work with my new MAC powder foundation in my half powdered face and wacko state. People actually thought I came from the pub!
Company drinks afterwards. Was there for almost an hour chatting with these chinese girls who went to uni with my sista. Makes me wonder whether I'd see my uni mates at JPM, too.
Had coffee numero uno whilst waiting for half of Amy's bday dinner crew at the quay, caught a bus to darlo and met up with the rest of the crew. Went to this french cafe that I found listed in the good food guide. I trust that book. It's a foodie's bible. We got a much coveted pavement seat, maybe cos we actually booked and good thing we did cos the place was PACKED like crazy and there was even a french dude trying to use his french-ness to get a table. It was just impossible. They didn't have the extra table down some room at the back in case somebody uber important pops by without a reservation.
I had to make a quick dash to the loo (possibly from all the liquids I took in prior to the darlo bus trip) and was hearing all these french-ness. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine I'm not in Sydney. It was so cool.
Food was pretty good, dessert was absolutely superb. Had coffee numero dos and the coffee sucked big time I had to ask them to make another one for me. The second one was just a tinge better but who are they kidding? I was aching to make my own cuppa then.
We had a hottie of a french server who was absolutely darling. He was a bit of a smartass, too as he was the one who had my coffee remade and he could tell I was not absolutely happy with the second cup. I was not about to be an ass to the barista so I had the coffee anyway.
Despite the rounds of caffeine and laughter, I was still knocked out when I got home. Managed to get a bit of a nap before I got woken up by a text message, which normally doesn't wake me up. I was up for hours drinking water and making a million trips to the loo. I probably slept two more hours before finally waking up to the sunshine.
Thoughts on life and all the abstract and seemingly incomprehensible things filled my mind. I've become overly emotional once again. The struggle within is still on.
Bernee's big bash is tonight! I managed to decide on an outfit. I tried shopping for an outfit at DJs but ended up just admiring the Aussie designer collections, the new store lay-out and deciding that I'd be able to whip something out from my current wardrobe.
I'm still broke and underpaid (!).
Tropfest (uber cool and happening short film festival) is on tomorrow! I can feel my heart pumping more blood through my veins! I have Hillsong TV duty at night though. Wonder if I can get my chummies to go and save the spot til I make my way there? Sneaky but might not work.
I miss my artsy fartsy tribe. Should make a film for next year's Tropfest. The chance to go to NYC is tempting. The perfect icing on top of any cake attempting to lure me.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
cloudy-happy day.
Thursdays pretty much mark the start of the weekend. I missed out on late night shopping/another night at the gym as work offered a pizza and drink session for only $10.
My work friends wanted to go, actually thinking it's a lunch thing, but after buying the tix, we discovered it's a dinner time thang.
Oh well. Went through it despite all of us feeling tired at the end of a long day. The pizzas were rather disappointing. The company, good as always.
Today, I believe marks something significant, although I cannot quite grasp the entirety of it. I shall keep mum for the time being. I feel giddy.
Slept at 3:30am last night. Couldn't sleep but I was fine in the morning. Managed to grab Starbucks and a paper prior to work. Bumped into Alex, who pretty much had the same plight last night. But he didn't look very happy in the morning. I was happier after I checked my email (the personal ones).
I am so craving for sleep now. Big weekend ahead. We're back to the drawing board, apartment-hunting wise. That's life. We still have time though the clock will never ever stop ticking.
Excited for Bernee's wedding. Having the Sydney reception on Saturday. Funky 80s dance party. I do not have anything to wear.
My work friends wanted to go, actually thinking it's a lunch thing, but after buying the tix, we discovered it's a dinner time thang.
Oh well. Went through it despite all of us feeling tired at the end of a long day. The pizzas were rather disappointing. The company, good as always.
Today, I believe marks something significant, although I cannot quite grasp the entirety of it. I shall keep mum for the time being. I feel giddy.
Slept at 3:30am last night. Couldn't sleep but I was fine in the morning. Managed to grab Starbucks and a paper prior to work. Bumped into Alex, who pretty much had the same plight last night. But he didn't look very happy in the morning. I was happier after I checked my email (the personal ones).
I am so craving for sleep now. Big weekend ahead. We're back to the drawing board, apartment-hunting wise. That's life. We still have time though the clock will never ever stop ticking.
Excited for Bernee's wedding. Having the Sydney reception on Saturday. Funky 80s dance party. I do not have anything to wear.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
the 10-second wait
If only one can seize the day every single time. If only one can wake up each day with that super charged feeling. If only everytime you make an effort, you do not have to wait beyond 10 seconds to reap the rewards.
Monday, February 13, 2006
hello february!
we're in the shortest month ever. i hope it just whizzes by but then turn things around big time.
went to see munich last week. it was a good one but with a punch. i did feel like punching someone in the loo after the movie as i got into a cubicle without a lock and some chick decided to give my door a big push. there was a line to the loo, mind you. my reflexes worked and i ended up with a bloody knuckle.
previous week, bought 3 books. read 'how to walk in high heels' by camilla morton. made me react so violently, i almost returned the book. but i held on to it because i've hardly read a book that stirred me up so much. it's meant to be a humorous take on things girls should know. it is hardly humorous and not so much informative, unless you bring in a girl from a different planet and shove the book to her. aliens don't exist, mind you.
went to see munich last week. it was a good one but with a punch. i did feel like punching someone in the loo after the movie as i got into a cubicle without a lock and some chick decided to give my door a big push. there was a line to the loo, mind you. my reflexes worked and i ended up with a bloody knuckle.
previous week, bought 3 books. read 'how to walk in high heels' by camilla morton. made me react so violently, i almost returned the book. but i held on to it because i've hardly read a book that stirred me up so much. it's meant to be a humorous take on things girls should know. it is hardly humorous and not so much informative, unless you bring in a girl from a different planet and shove the book to her. aliens don't exist, mind you.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
the case of the lonely cabbie.
he was 50. attacked by three pretend passengers will the foulest intentions. he lived by himself and was often the victim of gunpoint robbery. the fact that he was lonely and was a constant victim to foulplay. bless those who cared.
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