I'm exhausted. By the time I reached my 2nd student today, I was honestly feeling the physical strain throughout my whole body.
Guess it's the accumulation of not sleeping well for the entire week, and also due to work load.
Boss is hospitalised due to dengue and this means that the launch tomorrow entirely falls onto my lap.
Friday:
Packed all the show packs, made parteh hats and prepared the games all by myself on Friday night.
Oh, and SC was really very sweet. She knew I was hoping to get anyone who was going down for dinner to 顺便buy me some bites. And she offered to do so - even though she was not getting any food herself; meaning, she really just went down to buy dinner for me! And she made sure I had my dinner before she left for the day.
I honestly thought that was very sweet. =)
And it's weird. Usually, the colleagues from Asset Management and Valuation would stay till wee hours, but not that night. By about 9 pm, everyone was gone for the weekend.
And I only had the ear-piercing vrrooom of the F1 car engines downstairs to accompany me.
Bloss and D sms-ed me every now and then through the night to check on me. And AW kept me company via msn too. And I honestly thought those gestures were very sweet.
I love my friends.
Saturday:
Went for brunch with YX. Supposed to give him a belated birthday treat but he ended up paying. Oops. He told me that I can treat him to Si Chuan Dou Hua the next time. Wah rau...
I'm lucky that he drove me to some industrial estate near Bendemeer to pick up my costumes needed for the launch, and had wanted to drive me back to office. But he was already running very late for his next appointment, so I insisted that I could make my way back to office myself.
Thereafter, I went shopping for the launch gifts at Raffles City. And it was a surprise to hear from Bloss who checked on me again!
And at the very moment when I thought I was breaking down very soon -- with the heavy things I was lugging with me and my arms were breaking + the thought of the things waiting for me in the Boardroom and it was already 430 pm.
Ahhh... My bestie. :) Telepathy always works for us. So schweet.
And she sms-ed me again at 730 pm to make sure I was not still trying to work out my circus. Her sms made me laugh out loud. It's a carnival, my dear. Not circus!! Bleah!
He also msg-ed me after his game session to ask where I was. Was 80 per cent expecting that he would tell me the same old thing again - that he feels tired and nua after his game and not meet me. So, it was nice when he called to tell me to stay put and that he would come to meet me for dinner.
And on our way back, he passed me one whole tube of Vitamin C and asked me to make sure I pop some the next day, and to get some rest too. He said I better build up my immunity system with loads of Vitamin C now, especially when I am so susceptible to coughs. Ahhh.... That was honestly quite unexpected. =)
Sunday:
Had a bump on my head after knocking into a cupboard door above my head at my student's house. Went to nap after I reached home from tuition. Woke up with swollen eyes and aching body.
Honest. The aches. I need a massage now. Shucks.
Msg my boss to tell her that for some reason, I'm having cold feet. And she replied saying that I have emcee-ed at countless weddings, in front of 300 guests. Tomorrow's show should be chicken feet to me, since it is only to 150 pax. Win lor...
And at a time like this when I should be trying to memorise my script for tomorrow and to run through the entire logistics in my mind, I am blogging instead. And honestly, I also don't know if there is any flow in this entry.
Oh well, I think I better go look at my script now and then go to bed.
It's 6 am at the office tomorrow. And like what my boss told me, it's show time tomorrow!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
够了。 这真的是底线了。
吵架，生气其实真的很累人。
很多事情其实都能好说，好讲，好商量。
多站在别人的角度了解为何他（她）会作出他（她）的选择，多一点包容和体谅，也许你也会显得更英俊 / 漂亮，大方。
如果身边的人，因为知道你会生气，也知道你一定会用某一种口吻示你的不满， 而因此提心吊胆，怕前怕后不敢跟你商量；那么，这样的关系，长久下来，真的好累人。
说真的，不要也罢。。 。
口吻， 语气很重要。 切记。
很多事情其实都能好说，好讲，好商量。
多站在别人的角度了解为何他（她）会作出他（她）的选择，多一点包容和体谅，也许你也会显得更英俊 / 漂亮，大方。
如果身边的人，因为知道你会生气，也知道你一定会用某一种口吻示你的不满， 而因此提心吊胆，怕前怕后不敢跟你商量；那么，这样的关系，长久下来，真的好累人。
说真的，不要也罢。。 。
口吻， 语气很重要。 切记。
Sunday, September 05, 2010
Weekends
Dinner was nice, as usual. And super duper filling.
I wonder why we always end up having Chinese food… I thought he mentioned western food this time...
We ended up at Paradise Inn near his home and again, we ordered more than what we could finish.
Verdict: It is dangerous to order when you are starving because everything on the menu will just look so delectable and yummy!
We ordered the triple-egg prawns (which were so damn good. Not to mention, extremely sinful too! And I had wanted to lick the plate clean.), stewed bittergourd with pork ribs in fermented black bean sauce (which is his mum’s favourite dish), toufu (which I wanted) and seafood fried rice.
The fragrant floral tea, which comprises forget-me-not, lavender and some other flower petals, helped little in digestion.
**mood: happy and satisfied**
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I was reminded, the night before and in the day, not to drink too much and stay out too late because I was – strictly speaking – still sick and on medication. I needed the rest if I were to be 100 per cent well the following week.
I agreed and I swore I really meant to leave after dinner and 1-2 glasses of beer.
And I even reminded one colleague during lunch that I would leave at about 11 pm the latest, and mentioned again during dinner to the entire company that I was sick and they could not bully me by making me drink so much.
But somehow, along the way, I forgot. The beer was quite thirst quenching and so down 1 glass, 2 glasses, so on and so forth.
It did not help when the pub started to play retro music. Retro can get me high easily – even without the influence of alcohol.
And of course, it did not help also when everyone got high. No one remembered I was – and still am – sick.
The star of the evening ordered tequila shots and B32…
And then all of a sudden, I felt nauseous and the world was spinning.
I knew I could not move. The moment I tried, I knew I would puke. I tried to control. But the nauseous feeling was getting worse and I decided I needed to get it all out of my system if I wanted to get out and home.
I moved. And the next thing I knew, all came out from my throat.
Eew.
I was given a big black trash bag thereafter and I still managed to fill up quarter of it. Woah. That’s quite a lot of puke.
It was my first time that I drank until I puked.
Big mistake.
I actually managed to dial his number in the midst of puking and all. Thought of asking him to come and pick me up. But I decided to cancel the call a few seconds later, because I could sense more puke coming and I couldn’t even talk properly then.
The next day… I was “scolded” left right centre, followed by dead silence, because I could find no legitimate reason to talk back...
“I thought you were just very sick a few days before and were on 3-day MC? Weren’t you on medication? How could you drink so much? I thought I told you to leave earlier and go home to rest.”
“Why didn’t your colleagues stop you from drinking? Don’t your colleagues know you are sick and are on medication? So how could they allow and encourage you to drink so much? Drink until puke some more… Your body is still weak and that’s why it could not handle the alcohol intake that you normally can take. I thought you would exercise more judgment and common sense than that…”
This was the bulk of what was berated at me.
Hmm… Ya, in retrospect, I guess everyone got high and no one, including myself, remembered I was sick. And ya, I totally agree I should have exercised more judgment and common sense.
And I know if I were with him or in the company of my close friends, they would definitely have my health and well-being in top of mind and they would stop me from drinking so much. And I would definitely be safe.
Oh well…
Anyway, I don’t think there will be any similar gathering soon… And if there is, I think I am barred from attending them. At least for now.
But in any case, George, all the best to you in your next career step!
**mood: guilty**
I wonder why we always end up having Chinese food… I thought he mentioned western food this time...
We ended up at Paradise Inn near his home and again, we ordered more than what we could finish.
Verdict: It is dangerous to order when you are starving because everything on the menu will just look so delectable and yummy!
The fragrant floral tea, which comprises forget-me-not, lavender and some other flower petals, helped little in digestion. Nonetheless, of course, our evening is never complete without our little sweet indulgences at my favourite place – or so he said.
Ahh… that was nice. I actually thought he would have conveniently forgotten or totally dismisses the idea.
**mood: happy and satisfied**
###
I was reminded, the night before and in the day, not to drink too much and stay out too late because I was – strictly speaking – still sick and on medication. I needed the rest if I were to be 100 per cent well the following week.
I agreed and I swore I really meant to leave after dinner and 1-2 glasses of beer.
And I even reminded one colleague during lunch that I would leave at about 11 pm the latest, and mentioned again during dinner to the entire company that I was sick and they could not bully me by making me drink so much.
But somehow, along the way, I forgot. The beer was quite thirst quenching and so down 1 glass, 2 glasses, so on and so forth.
It did not help when the pub started to play retro music. Retro can get me high easily – even without the influence of alcohol.
And of course, it did not help also when everyone got high. No one remembered I was – and still am – sick.
The star of the evening ordered tequila shots and B32…
And then all of a sudden, I felt nauseous and the world was spinning.
I knew I could not move. The moment I tried, I knew I would puke. I tried to control. But the nauseous feeling was getting worse and I decided I needed to get it all out of my system if I wanted to get out and home.
I moved. And the next thing I knew, all came out from my throat.
Eew.
I was given a big black trash bag thereafter and I still managed to fill up quarter of it. Woah. That’s quite a lot of puke.
It was my first time that I drank until I puked.
Big mistake.
I actually managed to dial his number in the midst of puking and all. Thought of asking him to come and pick me up. But I decided to cancel the call a few seconds later, because I could sense more puke coming and I couldn’t even talk properly then.
The next day… I was “scolded” left right centre, followed by dead silence, because I could find no legitimate reason to talk back...
“I thought you were just very sick a few days before and were on 3-day MC? Weren’t you on medication? How could you drink so much? I thought I told you to leave earlier and go home to rest.”
“Why didn’t your colleagues stop you from drinking? Don’t your colleagues know you are sick and are on medication? So how could they allow and encourage you to drink so much? Drink until puke some more… Your body is still weak and that’s why it could not handle the alcohol intake that you normally can take. I thought you would exercise more judgment and common sense than that…”
This was the bulk of what was berated at me.
Hmm… Ya, in retrospect, I guess everyone got high and no one, including myself, remembered I was sick. And ya, I totally agree I should have exercised more judgment and common sense.
And I know if I were with him or in the company of my close friends, they would definitely have my health and well-being in top of mind and they would stop me from drinking so much. And I would definitely be safe.
Oh well…
Anyway, I don’t think there will be any similar gathering soon… And if there is, I think I am barred from attending them. At least for now.
But in any case, George, all the best to you in your next career step!
**mood: guilty**