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There's so much that I want to say, but whenever I sit down in front of a computer, word fails me.

Maybe I'm just tired. Tired of explaining myself, tired of constantly trying to make a point.

Home

Home
Michael Buble

Another summer day
Is come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know

And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
"I'm fine baby, how are you?"
Well I would send them but I know that it's just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I'm lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I've got to go home

Let me go home
I'm just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life
It's like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I'm surrounded by
A million people I
I still feel alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I've had my run
Baby, I'm done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It'll all be right
I'll be home tonight
I'm coming back home

Alone

Wen left Melbourne yesterday.

She doesn't know when she's coming back.

She's my best friend in Melbourne. The one person I know I can always turn to.

And now she's gone.

I feel more alone than ever.

Queen's Birthday

This year, I'm more excited about the Queen's birthday than my own. For the simple reason that it's my only day off after working 46 days straight.

I enjoyed it though, being a workaholic. As much as I whinge about it every now and then.

Life is all about different experiences. I've only learned in recent years that one should appreciate each different experience as its own, even the unpleasant ones.

I'm contemplating on quitting my current job soon. When I do, I might actually miss working in this sucky place with sucky staff.

Okay, maybe not the sucky staff, :|

Georgia Rule

Not!

Went to watch it with Wen in the afternoon after I got off my Saturday shift. Let's just say that it was a complete waste of time and money.

I should've gone with my intuition that it was gonna be crap the moment I found out Lindsay Lohan was starring in it. I optimistically thought that a cast of Jane Fonda, Felicity Huffman and Dermot Mulroney would make up for the lack of depth in Miss Lohan.

Well, I was wrong. It's a completely ridiculous film with a lame storyline and even crappier acting.

At the end of it, I couldn't even put to my finger to whether it was a comedy, or a drama, or what message was the movie trying to convey. It wasn't funny, it didn't make you think, it wasn't even entertaining! All it had was 1-dimensional characters, cheap acting, and a story that makes you go "What the?!".

Read a more detailed review here.

And I quote, "Georgia Rule is a bad flick with cheap laughs that will leave a sour taste in your mouth."

Ditto!

A Moment to Grow Up

"When real people fall down in life, they get right back up and keep walking." ~ Carrie Bradshaw (Sex and the City)

I slipped and fell in the bathroom last night.

I got up and finished showering. Had my dinner. Washed the dishes. Like nothing had happened.

Then I realised, I'm all grown up.

No more crying until someone comes to your rescue. No more pouting and whinging so others pamper you like a 3 year-old. No more waiting for someone to call you a poor baby and tell you that everything is gonna be alright.

You gotta do what you gotta do, bruised knees or not.

Wen said everyone has a moment when they realise that they have to grow up and stop being a kid.

Mine was when my mum got sick.

What is yours?

Little Happy Things

When you're working 7 days a week and have no time to shop (and hence the lack of retail therapy), you gotta seek comfort else where.

Small things in life that made me happy lately:

• A working heater.
• The privacy of my own room.
• Learning to use Bittorent. (Shh, don't tell anyone!)
• A nap on Saturday afternoon when I only work half day.
• A nice patient who calls me by my name now.
• A thank-you from random customers.
  
• Toiletries bought at work.
• A nice movie.
  
• No cars when I need to cross the road.
• The train comes on time.
• Sweet messages from Bee.
• A box of Cheezels and a bottle of Coke.
• Being able to have lunch without getting interrupted.
• Having an umbrella on a rainy day.
• A cup of hot tea at work.
  
• Etc etc.
  

It doesn't take much to be happy in life. It only depends on how much you need.

Mayday Mayday!

It's my 28th day at work since Anzac Day, with no day off in between.

I've been programmed to wake up to go to work every morning. Weekends don't exist for me no more.

I'm not complaining though. I love my job. Well, most of the time anyway.

I don't have a problem with the workload or my job per se. It's the people working under me that I have a problem with.

Let's put it this way. People whom I love and care for, are too far away. People who annoys the hell outta me, I have to see everyday.

I need that holiday.

Calamari Rings

I wrote about my choices for lunch the other day. Or rather, the lack of it.

Well, I was pleasantly surprised today when I tried out the calamari rings from the chicken shop around the corner.

It's sensational! They literally melt in your mouth.

The calamari rings are crunchy on the outside, but soft and mushy on the inside. Sometimes they're a little over-fried, but it doesn't bother me much as I like them a lil burnt anyway.

I had them with chips and plenty of tartare sauce. And that kept me happy for the rest of the afternoon.

I can't wait for lunch time tomorrow.

Yum!

Lunch Dilemma

My lunch has been rather pathetic ever since I started working.

The fact that I can't leave the premises at all time cuts down the choices significantly. And the fact that I have to get the assistants to go out to buy me lunch makes it even harder.

I'm a boring person, and once I like something, I tend to like it for a very long time. I can order the same thing for lunch everyday for a month and still not sick of it.

But it does get a little embarrassing if I get the girls to buy me the same thing over and over again. And I don't need everyone at work to know that I'm having the same thing for lunch everyday.

Things got even worse after I came to my current work place, because there seriously isn't anything to eat around here.

Wait, that's not true.

We have an Indian restaurant, which I had takeaway from on my first day here. But the strong flavour and aroma doesn't go quite well with my line of work.

We have a Polish bakery, their cakes and rolls are alright but the Asian in me needs to have hot food for lunch.

We have a Spanish takeaway cafe, but for some reason, it's always closed. *Shrugs*

We have a grill restaurant that sells pizzas too, but it only opens for dinner.

And we have a chicken shop around the corner which serves reasonable roast chicken but their bread rolls are the worst I've ever tasted.

Now, what should I have for lunch today?

Missing Leonard Drake

So I had a facial with Dermalogica.

Not very impressed.

Personally, I much prefer facial with Dermalogica at Leonard Drake in Malaysia, many times over. Minus the hard-selling of products afterwards, that is.

Well, I guess there's good and bad in everything. Can't have them all, can we?

Having said that, I'm still not too keen on having my next facial with Dermalogica again.

Ella Bache, maybe?

Over-worked, Under-pampered

I see the unlikeliness of a holiday happening for a while, so I booked myself in for a facial with Dermalogica this weekend.

Apart from the fact that my skin needs some serious rejuvenating with all the stress I put myself through lately, I guess I just need to be pampered a little.

The thing is, it took me 2 weeks to try to schedule this facial in.

I hope I don't have to cancel again.

Pampering doesn't come easy when time is a luxury for you.

I Need A Holiday

At an isolated island, where there is nobody else.

Okay, maybe my Bee. If he promises to behave. :P

I want to sit under the shades of palm trees on a white sand beach, with bare feet and the most comfortable white linen dress.

I want to sip iced cold drinks and eat junk food like nobody's business.

I want a large king size bed with fluffy pillows in my chalet, so I can roll around in it all day long with my Bee.

I want to take long walks at sunset along the beach, then have the finest seafood for dinner at the town nearby.

I want a holiday.

My Latest Purchase

Is a new heater from K-Mart.

How exciting huh? :|

Well, at least it's gonna keep me warm this winter.

I'm feeling so much more of a practical shopper already. Haha.

In Need of A Breather

It's my 14th day at work, without a day off.

My only non-working day is tomorrow - 25 April 2007, Anzac Day.

My next day off after tomorrow is 11 June 2007, Queen's Birthday. No prizes for guessing how many days there are in between.

I was going to watch Miss Saigon with a few friends on Anzac Day (well, because it's the only day that I can go), but I've decided to cancel. I think I need a full day of doing absolutely nothing.

A warm bath. A long nap. A good book.

A whole day to myself.

Workaholic

I think I'm becoming a workaholic.

Knowing my obsessive compulsive personality, it's probably not surprising.

But I still don't want to wear that label, as a workaholic. So I console myself by thinking that it's only because Bee is not here with me.

Who, in the right mind, would want to work 7 days a week when you can spend time snuggling up to your cute boyfriend at home?

*Sighs*

But I can't. That's why I work.

Not Happy, Dan!

It's the last day of my Easter break.

Starting from tomorrow, I'll be scheduled to work 7 days a week.

But I chose to anyway, so I'm not complaining.

Now you might ask, why did I wake up before 9am on the only day in the foreseeable future that I don't have to go to work?

Because it's the only time in a day that my internet connection is working!

Due to a certain someone who's freeloading in this house but yet chooses to be completely inconsiderate and annoying, our broadband has been moving at a pathetic speed whenever he's awake and glued to his laptop. And trust me when I say that whenever he is awake, he IS on his laptop. :/

This is why I hate staying with other people. Or when other people's younger brother decides to stay on without intention to move or to pay, at the same time treats everyone else in the house like his maids or his mums. Oh I can go on for a whole day if you allow me, but I'm not gonna.

I'm never a calculative flatmate, most of the time I only come home to sleep anyway. But this one is really testing my tolerance.

I'm trying really hard not to lose it and tell him off.

*Takes deep breaths*

*Thinks happy thoughts*

Just don't push it anymore, pal!

Heroes

My new addiction.

I finished season 1, all 18 episodes of them, in 2 days!

And I still can't get enough of it.

I need season 2 immediately, if not sooner!

Absence

I haven't been blogging much.

I haven't even been online much, actually.

But I've never really been much of a regular blogger anyway. Except the period when I was sitting at home everyday waiting for my Board exam, I guess.

I do think of blogging every now and then, but somehow words fail me whenever I switch on the computer.

Is blogging a phase, I wonder?

If it is, am I out of that phase already?

Candles on My Birthday Cake

Are more than what I can handle.

I've never liked birthdays after the age of 21. It's just a reminder of you getting another year OLDER.

Sorry for being a vain pot on this one, but I really don't see anything worth celebrating about that. :/

I'm not a big fan of birthday parties too. It's such a cliche. Yeap, I can be a real party pooper if I want to huh?

So I told all my friends in Melbourne that I didn't want any celebration this year, avoided phone calls to wish me happy birthday, and intended to skip under everyone's radar on this supposed-special day.

I even told my Bee that I don't want him to send me cakes or flowers this year.

But of course, being the sweet boyfriend that he is, he had a yummylicious classic black forest cake from Brunetti delivered to my door anyway.

I took a picture of it with my phone, then the technology-challenged me lost the picture when I tried to transfer it to my computer. Genius is me. *Rolls eyes*

But the cake did look exactly like the picture on Brunetti's website. The chocolate flakes on it almost look like a bunch of flowers blossoming.

Maybe that's what Bee tries to achieve, a cake-and-flower combo. Haha.

Mine came with a white chocolate plaque that says "Happy birthday, my perfect princess!". Aww, those words were even sweeter than the taste of chocolates itself.

Thanks, sweetie. Now let's work on that birthday present that I have yet to receive huh? Haha!

On Sunday night, a small group of friends and I had a modest dinner at my place.

I had 1 cake, 2 candles and I made 3 wishes, which I hope with all my heart for them to come true.

And that's how I turned 27.

*Sighs*