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For the moolah

December 12th, 2007 by admin

The previous week was a pretty interesting one.

We had mahjong sessions on Tuesday(ended at 3am), Thursday(ended at 5am), Friday(ended at 6am) and Saturday(ended at 6am again!).

After the round on Tuesday, this was what FF said:

Don’t call me for mahjong this week, I have been losing and I am not going to play anymore.

After the round on Thursday, this was what FF said:

I am really not playing anymore. I lost again! Don’t call me for mahjong this week.

After the round on Friday which ended on early Saturday morning…

Okay, we are not going to play anymore for the weekend.

And on Saturday night, “I think we are playing mahjong after dinner.”

It just feels odd that there has been no mahjong session so far this week.

***

Baby is with me today! And she has been sleeping peacefully in her cot for the past 2 hours…. grrr.. I was trying to sleep but could hardly manage so.

I fell asleep at 2am last night, and I think there were 2 power failures last night in the midst of my sleep. I woke up to switch on the air-con again, before dozing off pretty swiftly.

I guess it was one of the earliest nights I had slept in a long while, compared to the 12 plus the other day after a week of intense mahjong sessions.

Baby seems to have grown quite a bit in the past days I hadn’t seen her, and my mum pretty much messed up her hair. My constant naggings of NOT to touch Minibean’s hair just didn’t quite work. Maybe I should roar the next time round to get my point across.

Really very ugly, you know?

She has just woken up and she is just leaning against my waist as I sat by the computer. She is really so damn cute.

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The Friday night just before Minibean’s birthday, I went for a year-end party. It turned out to be a hilarious night when auntie came over to clean the house, and the rest of the babysitting story is a hush-hush joke.

I was in such a rush that I regretted not running in my slippers and brought my heels there to change.


Christie was really responsible and it was great working with her!


Sassy Cindy(gee, I hope I didn’t get her name wrongly). It was fun working with the girls though it was much more sweeter to return home to a waiting baby who was so thrilled to see me and rushed to the door to welcome me.

***

It was another job last Friday for a company launch, and it was working with the incredibly bubbly Bernice.

It was quite an easy job, though I did the ultimate booboo of putting a book into my bag when I had intended to put my black heels into my bag.

So silly me!

I ended up having to rush to the nearby OG to buy myself a new pair of black heels. Sigh. Money earned = money out.

Not forgetting that I had a late night of mahjong the night before(4 hours of sleep can kill), and was hardly functioning at optimum. But it was an easy job where we mingled and welcomed guests, and even had nice catered food…..

.. we were even allowed to surf and … -gasp- MSN.

Bernice and I in our santarina hats, at the reception area.

We were so cold that we ended up wearing the bosses’ blazers over our dresses.

My very dead eyes after too much mahjong.

It was no wonder time passed by pretty quickly and I was able to hop on a cab home, for a little nap.

I was adamant about not heading out, but guess what, the temptation of another few recording-breaking rounds of mahjong managed to make me scrap the idea of a nap, and headed out to meet the girlies for dinner.

…. And of cos, post-dinner plans were at JD’s place, and didn’t end till 6am.

My adrenalin didn’t sustain me any further, and I was trying hard not to doze off on the cab. The uncle was driving so fast that I was afraid I might doze off and never wake up to see the light of the day again.

I didn’t even have the energy to wash my hair, and made do with a quick rinse of body, before finally getting a nice, fulfilling long sleep, as I had to prepare for yet another event the next day.

***

I woke up to head to City Hall area to collect my laptop. Yippeee! I lugged it along with my boots and walked the treacherous journey to Pan Pacific.

It was Saturday and I didn’t even realise it was Zoukout day. The girls I worked with were all so excited, and asked if I was going.

One even asked if I was 20 years-old(*snigger snigger*), before I haughtily declared, “Ahem, I went for the first ever ZoukOut, okay!”.

Yes, that was 7 years ago and I was there.

The event was at Pan Pacific and I had to dress up in the Super Imports Night gear.

Folds and flabs, I know, but do I like, care? I mother of one, so I am entitled to flabby tummy. Oh and the pretty boots from the vouchers the girls gotten me.

So.. yeap, I am going to cam-whore until the cows come home.


I was the earliest to reach, and terribly bored.

She’s 1.74m, shapely, and only 16. What are parents feeding their children these days?!

I am like, a decade older. I am of a different era!

So yeah. Get used to the camwhoring.


Waiting for the other girls.

We took quite a bit of pictures together but all not in my camera. :(

We took pictures with the guests, and mingled. I even saw some familiar faces there.

It was pretty fun, though I do realise I ain’t really cut out for event girls anymore. Must be getting too old.

I used to be more candid and a good laugh…. and I could hardly find it within me anymore.

Unlike Sharon, who is such a great fun to work with, and absolutely liberal in front of the camera.


She is like chopsticks man!


I should really learn more from the master.

Act cute.

Sharon and I.

In the ballroom they allocated as our changing room.

I had a slight wardrobe malfunction, when the velcro suddenly burst open behind my back when I bent down to pick up something. Thankfully I was in the room when it happened, or else it would be such a major embarrassment.

Oh oh. Whoring my new laptop which I didn’t manage to find the ‘on’ button.

Oh. They had some free airbrush tattoo thingy, and I asked for one at a spot I would definitely go for if not for the fact that the society ain’t too accepting towards it.


I put it on my MSN and I had ‘rape invitations’ pretty swiftly. -Shudders-

We started mahjong late that night, and it was 11 when we finally sat down and play.

I was a meanie that night and though we were branded ‘siao’ to suggest playing till 6am, Auntie Ting’s theory of “If you insist on playing half room to save time, trust me, sure with diao zhng until almost around same time one…”

So it wasn’t too siao. We really ended almost 6am, even though we played half round at the end.

I don’t think my girlies will entertain my mahjong needs.

Sigh.

My baby is napping for soooo long!

But might as well. Gives me more time to plan for a day in/out with her. :)

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Opening up

December 12th, 2007 by admin

Tonight is one of those nights I feel… bouncy, yet has a tinge of moroseness in me.

In a way, I am not shying away from most people as I normally would.

Too many issues have bugged me in recent days, and I have shelved them away so I don’t have come face to face with them.

I finally find a hint of normalcy in these 2 days, and yet when things are getting better, you know you have to exorcise the bad.

I lost quite many friends along the way, and I know many those who I have deemed close, have dwindled to just… acquaintances.

It is painful, I know.

There were some mind-boggling actions from all over, and they are just as overwhelming each time they happened, and you wonder what will be next, and when will it end.

It started as perturbing. It started as puzzling… then when it slowly doesn’t mean anything to you, it became… just nothing.

It became something that just…. happens.

Then it pains you no more.

Faces became clearer in the storm these days.

Barriers became stronger these days.

Trust sliced itself thinner these days.

Friends and foes masked themselves well. The most understanding ones hid in a corner quietly. The most unexpected ones gungho-ly act righteously, and did exactly what they say they wouldn’t.

And then, there were ever the opportunists. Who did what they prove they are capable of, and then all of sudden, you realise, you never thought this person could feel this way about you. Ever.

It is great learning everything from the basics again.

And tonight, it is great not to pretend it.

I am not totally over all these, but I know I am getting better. And I know being open about it, may just give rise to more chances for people to try to think of something next.

But really, don’t bother.

Cos I will learn each time.

I will perhaps wallow, I will perhaps feel tonnes of hurt.

But if you didn’t already realise… everytime, I deal with it by getting myself to rock bottom, and I still stand at wherever I am.

I will get better.

Whilst you may, never do so.

I don’t think I will feel this way ALL the time, but I know I am trying, and I know as long as it is slowly taking charge more than half the time, it is my personal victory.

This blog has all the highs, the lows, the very, very lows.

But as much as I am such an emotional person, and have all these emotions running through that made me an overly “weak” person in your opinion, you forgot that in the wide arrays of emotions, there is also that of strength, and defiance.

I have my disappointments for certain people, particularly so because I had invested that much of emotions in them. Don’t think too far, I am talking about friends here.

Hurt, yes. Disappointment, yes. I would hide them to say I don’t care, I don’t mind, and perhaps throw a nonchalant “oh well” along the way, but then I can hor-nestly say “of course it pricks!” but after letting all those emotions flush out… here I am again.

In 2007, I did see a lot, I did learn a lot. The highest of highs, the lowest of lows.

Even the mahjong sessions are laughter-filled, and an unspoken cosiness, that I am beginning to feel comfortable with(though the girls will feel immersely uncomfortable with my hypnotic chatters).

And what a way to have such a song playing on my mp3 now.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Now that it’s all said and done
I can’t believe you were the one
To build me up and tear me down
Like an old abandoned house
What you said when you left
Just left me cold and out of breath
I felt as if I was in way to deep
Guess I let you get the best of me

[Chorus]
Well, I never saw it coming
I should have started running
A long, long time ago!
And I never thought I’d doubt you
I’m better off without you
More than you, more than you know
I’m slowly getting closure
I guess it’s really over
I’m finally gettin’ better
Now I’m picking up the pieces
From spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together
‘Cause the day I thought I’d never get through
I got over you!

You took a hammer to these walls
Dragged the memories down the hall
Packed your bags, and walked away
There was nothing I could say
And when you slammed the front door shut
A lot of others opened up
So did my eyes, so I could see
That you never were the best for me

[Chorus]

Well, I never saw it coming
I should have started running
A long, long time ago!
And I never thought I’d doubt you
I’m better off without you
More than you, more than you know
I’m slowly getting closure
I guess it’s really over
I’m finally gettin’ better
Now I’m picking up the pieces
From spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together
Well, I’m putting my heart back together
‘Cause I got over you
I got over you
I got over you

And for those who thought this song could only have that narrow a meaning. It does apply to many people in my life, who I wouldn’t say no longer matters… but just, don’t matter as much as they should be, anymore.

I remember those days when I was wary of people, and opening up to that few people. I don’t like meeting new people, and almost socially inept, I know.

And I relied heavily on them.

I don’t think I would be the same again, and I never would trust the way I did again, but I probably deserved it. And I know those who are still around have respected that, which I want to say a big Thank You to.

And as 2007 draws to a close….

… I should be getting to my closure.

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