Thursday, May 25
Fuck Buck Truck Stuck
music: Be Your Own Pet - Bunk Trunk Skunk
Doooh. I can feel those sleepless nights taking toll on me. I was dead tired by 6pm yesterday. Fortunately, there wasn't as much work as before. I thought I was starting to hallucinate when the lady from finance department prop her head on her arm trying to catch 40 winks. I mean, she's a permanent, older, experienced and it's just darn wrong in terms of work ethic. I never thought I would see that among the employees in a well established company. Weeheeheehee..
I felt like shit when it was time to head home. At the elevator, I got bumped by an impatient large lady and I almost took a tumble. What the heck? Not even a sorry? I wanted to scream fuck you fuck you fuck you while having angry sex with her. Umm.. yuck. Emotionally stirred with hatred, disorientated and sleepy, somehow I managed to drive home safely. I cleaned up and.. then, I don't feel tired anymore. The accumulated fatigue just sweeeesh went out the window. What the ffffffffuuucccck! So, I abuse my parents' bottle of Kahlua again. I tried reading the newspaper but it was filled with Aunt Agony junk about puppy love and fuck ass relationship stuff, I wanted to rip it into shreds and feed to the chickens. Slept at around 3am I think.
I woke up at wee hours in the morning and I layed there until 9am. Then I made this layout. Which is not pretty but I think Jemina Nathan of
Be Your Own Pet is pretty.
I am an independent mother fuckerAnd I'm here to take your moneyI'm waking round and I'm hereTo steal away your virginityGive me everything I'll break up your limbs and I'llPut you in a truck and take you around the worldThink you're really cool cos of my liesYou all love yourself may say you're better than meI am an independent mother fuckerAnd I'm here to take your moneyI'm waking round and I'm hereTo steal away your virginityGive me everything I'll break up your limbs and I'llPut you in a truck and take you around the worldThink you're really cool cos of my liesYou all love yourselves and you better love meYeah... tell me you love
them.
4 days left on my contract, 14 days to FIFA World Cup, 17 days to East Coast backpacking trip and 37 days to university life.
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Tuesday, May 23
Finding Lalaland
music: Regina Spektor - Better
*blinks* The watch registers1.55am*sigh* Can't sleep again. Thought about how much the afternoon shift screwed up my biological clock. I reached home at 1.25am, brushed teeth and quickly slipped into pj then jumped into my bed. Fatigue did not set in. Damn.
*grabs watch*2.22am *sigh* Decided to listen to some podcasts while wishing I had some recorded History lectures.
*stares at watch*3.10amThought about my friend who's probably busting demons in Oblivion IV until wee hours of the morning and I'm fucking busting my ass trying to sleep.
Putting the sleep trouble aside, I would choose working at night over the usual working hours anytime. It was relatively quite in the office. Much better environment for optimum concentration. The street was almost empty at 1am and I can speed home. I don't have to be stuck in traffic at peak hours :) I particularly love the atmosphere and the darkness of the night. Throw on some post-rock songs and a cup of coffee... Speaking of which, I was surprised to find
Segafredo to be filled with people. I was so tempted to slide in and order my third cup of coffee for the day. I may just spend 24 hours without closing my eyelids.
7 days left on my contract, 17 days to FIFA World Cup, 20 days to East Coast backpacking trip and 40 days to university life.
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Sunday, May 21
Saved By Jamie Oliver
music: Goldfrapp - Number 1 (Mum Remix)
When I was 14, we had to attend this stupid Living Skills class that make me cook. I fucking hated it because we had to make typical boring dishes that I don't even want to put in my mouth. And I was scolded by the teacher for not following the steps. Yeah.. like it matters whether you put in the salt first or saute the onion first. In the end, all the ingredients are just going to mash up together to form a plate of crap that I force my friends to finish. So, I tried whipping up a dish at home instead but my mother was like the substitute for my teacher. She would constantly be over my shoulder telling me that everything I do is not right. The experience kept me away from the kitchen for a good 5 years. The stove is off limit except to cook those packet of instant noodle during hunger pangs. Until recently, I started watching Jamie Oliver's Naked Chef who proved that cooking need not to be complicated and systematic. It should be fun! That fucking teacher made cooking seemed like solving quantum physics while being forced to listen to the Betty track on repeat. I'm glad I can put the experience behind me now and I actually love cooking. Whenever mom's not at home, leaving me by myself to take care of my lunch or dinner, I would take over the kitchen in no time to try out some self-improvised recipes. I've not attempted any difficult dish by date, but I might be making beef lasagna this weekend if I can get hold of basil leaves and minced beef. These stuff are fucking expensive here, perhaps I have to substitute them with ham and parsley. Cooking is subjective, no equations involved although the teacher sort of left an impression that it has to follow the recipe 100%. I'm particularly interested in Italian dishes at the moment because it appears to be the easiest. As for those Chinese dishes I grew up with, maybe I will try it ten years later. Usually, the amount of ingredients used exceed ten. Sometimes, the list of steps to follow can be as much as two dozens. Turns me off instantly.
This morning, I was spared from church. That means freedom at home and I had to try something crazy with the cheesecake I bought mom for Mother's Day like 5 days late :P I drizzled a teaspoon of Kahlua on one slice and wash it off with a glass of milk with Kahlua. That was my breakfast. Whoot.. what a woozy morning X__x
Thursday, May 18
TV-licious
| Your Inner Blood Type is AB! |
Your personality is hard to define - you're very unconventional.
And even if your personality could be defined, it would be completely different next week!
Outgoing and shy, sensitive and thoughtless, you tend to have a very split personality.
This makes you unpredictable. You can be a total angel - and a total devil.
You are most compatible with: everyone!
Famous Type AB's: Jackie Chan and Marilyn Monroe |
Lauren Lee Smith was in Mutant X! The first time it was shown, I saw a couple of episodes and I didn't like it a all. I thought the whole series was dumb. And now that I know Lauren Lee Smith has a few guest star role plus the tv having a rerun of the series, I'm going to watch it! Yeh ^________^ As for now, I'm off to watch Commander In Chief (specifically, to ogle at Gina Davis)
Sunday, May 14
In A Tiny Corner of The Earth
I'm such a reserved person and I absolutely hate it. I wish I could easily get rid of this often-misunderstood-as-being-snobbish personality but how the hell do I accomplish that? It's not easy for me to open up to people and start sharing my joy/sadness/dissapointment/anger because as stupid as it sounds, I don't know how. Part of my upbringing might have contributed to that. I find myself hating all social outings I ever attended. Frequently I question myself, why am I so different from everybody else? I wonder which came around first. My constant pursue for interests that are completely diverse from my circle of friends leading me to withdraw further away from them. Or my inability to connect with them in more than one way that eventually edge me to seek such different interests in hope of finding a new bunch of people who can share that common interest. Every day I'm just looking forward to be broken free of this coccoon and go out there to explore the real world I want to see. To finally be able to befriend people who share one common love for something. Then perhaps, hopefully, I could express myself freely without doubting if they will misunderstood me.
Have to stop here to catch Sorority Boys. It airs from 12am to 2am. My parents are gonna kill me if I can't get up for church.
Friday, May 12
Que Sera Sera
music: Múm - Finally We Are No One
Wuaa! u_____u My 5GB player is running out of hard disk space with 10% remaining. Fucker. Any upgrade option though? Add a second 1TB drive? Huh huh huh?! *deletes Telepopmusik* *deletes Zwan* *deletes The Killers* *deletes Regina Spektor*
It's wrong to jump queue. Even kids are aware of that, although they usually don't practice it. DOH. But would it be wrong too to disregard the queue in the office network? My co-worker had taught me a way to bump up the priority in the network queue to 99 so that I get my drafts printed first. Ethically it's definitely not the right thing to do but I suppose under certain circumstances, I'm forgiven. That's because a lady had to print 20 drafts at once, using all three printers that are hooked up to the network. What a printer hogger! Blaaah~
Fuck. I'm in such a bitchy mood today.
Haven't blog in a while as each day has become a routine since I began working. When I come home, I would sit in front of the computer post-processing photos while listening to post-rock music. Like a zombie. Helps me to unwind though. Man, I'm weird.
