It’s a boring Friday as I slept my day away. It’s been really hectic for the past few months and my only day to take a break for my zero-mc record. Jus did 3 hours worth of work and probably sleep again.
Wondering what boo boo Jing is doing, yet dare not disturb her. Glad that she did reply to my email about her plans and hope my suggestions were useful.
Still very much hopeful to do a holiday though bbj cancelled our maldives plan. Keepin wistful..
Super tiring man… 14 hours in a row. Two meetings and the energy sapping proposal… The final 10 percent is just so grueling
Had a dramatic afternoon! A car batt which went flat turned out to be setting it in the wrong gear.
Customised the page to our photo just now! Yay! Had to 美图秀秀 to mask our identities. Though the LGBT frat is gaining acceptance, we are only out to those close to us or unfortunately, ex-colleagues.
Every day and night I spent a good amount of time on mobile gaming. Jewel mania kept me company through boredom, leisure and plain denial. At least an hour or at max, even five to ten on the weekends. Finding out the time fast forwarding to get free tokens is causing greater harm than good. Beyond my initial candy crush addiction, I actually drowned myself swopping jewels. I think my eyesight is deteriorating from too much late night playing. I strained to read the supermarket labels, blaming it on the stringy fonts. From boxes, frozen cube, snakeheads to expanding fires. It just got more exciting. Not sure if bb is still playing this, so just sticking to her bedtime candy crush whose music lulls her to sleep.
Done like 3 – 4 hours of email, website and conference planning today. Will be attending a course for next 1.5 days which meant more email clearing at night.
Mum asked me for 300 bucks citing that she does not want the bank to charge her the admin fee of 2.00 for a 500 and below deposit. I reminded her gently of the 800 which she claimed to borrow that time on the exact same pretext and for utilities bills. She lamented that she has only 700 in monthly allowance from my siblings (indirectly saying that I did not give her any). She said she ll pay me back 100 bucks per month for the earlier loan. I don’t mean to not give her the petty sum, but do not want to foster her habit of coming to me all the time. Not when we all knew of her addiction to 4d. It was later that I knew that my sis had accidentally delayed her allowance due to her study leave that I felt a bit guilty for guilt-tripping her earlier.
It was a wet Sunday and I did not make my way to bb’s house to collect the mail that I had WRONGFULLY neglected. Will fetch it tomorrow or on Tuesday and email it to bb.
I need to atone for my sins and show bb by actions on how much I mean to her, besides always telling her crappy things about myself, my family and my work.
Today is the second day of the week for her and I know she is up to her ears at work. Especially when they need to submit the post-event report with details. Hope she had managed to figure out the page orientation setting that I had sent to her that time.
Shall head to bed and rest the tired eyes which had been blasting fires all day long. Misses her badly..
I don’t know how I can reach out to my bb constantly without being such a pain. I guess, keeping it on a blog is better than jus sending email randomly.
I don’t know how long my attention for blogging will last but I will jus strive to preserve my memories in this platform, at least at this very juncture. That of uncertainty, gloom and craze.
Though stuff uttered could be so repetitive, it still tug at my very heart string. One that is so forlornly attached and beating.
My colleague shared earlier this week during lunch, at how awkward the affectionate term, ‘baby’ gives her goosebumps and I was quietly smiling to my ‘bb’ and ‘boo boo Jing’. I have no qualms calling out in public but bb did tell me to not call her bb in dec/feb holidays cos pple looked. Last night, she told me to stop calling her bb, becos it irks her. A term of endearment whose sound she no longer attuned to not stomach at this point in time.
I know I am not best in following up but always the worst in f**king up. It ain’t new at all. Murphy’s law always prevails in my case, with 100% accuracy.my middle name is disaster.
Made a pot of winter melon soup! Again.. Too much water after adding the ribs and melons. Stupiiiiddddd! Don’t I ever learn.. Aarrgh…. Results: bland soup with mushy melons.