Archive for June, 2007
Travel Bugged
Posted on June 29, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
If anyone simply cannot resist a fantastic, fun-filled getaway to any of the lovely Australian states before October this year, please let me know. We (and by this I really mean the boys) have Virgin air credits to sell at a discount.
Boring business trips also accepted.
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feline talk
Posted on June 28, 2007, by soph, under Creatures.
This is the second day in a row that I’m really sleepy. I’m inclined to blame it on the weather or the fact that I’m bored (I’m not slacking; there’s nothing to do!), but I have had to conclude that it’s the air. Because… my colleagues are sleepy too!
It’s a very cat-loving environment here. My boss has six cats, my editor has one, my sales manager has four. Oh, and she has a dog too! The sales manager, I mean. She bought four cats last year, but two of the poor kittens died of a medicine overdose (it’s the vet’s fault). The third ran away two days ago but it came back this morning! And yesterday, she bought another kitten!
Okay, it’s not all her. She shares the cats with her boyfriend, who might actually love cats even more than she does! She also has a dog, whom I have yet to make its acquaintance, but I have had the pleasure of meeting cat number four - Ugly.
Yes, that’s its name. It’s not ugly - on the contrary it’s absolutely darling with a super grumpy face. And it’s so affectionate. Apparently it’s blossomed with age. With all this feline talk going on, no wonder I’m missing Tommy. Well, that and the fact that his picture is both my work desktop and home laptop wallpaper.
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on the menu
Posted on June 27, 2007, by soph, under Career.
nasi minyak
curry chicken
vegetable curry
acar
bread and butter pudding
today, my colleague brought lunch for the entire office. her mother had cooked for all. there are definite perks to being in a 10-man office. it was fantabulous. apparently, she makes a habit of this.
unfortunately, all the sugar in the custard for the bread and butter pudding is making some of us hyperactive, and all the food is making me sleepy. like, really sleepy. it’s one of those days where i can barely keep my eyes open, and it’s not for lack of sleep because i clocked a very decent seven and a half hours.
even more unfortunately, it is said colleague’s last day today.
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Do you think…
Posted on June 26, 2007, by soph, under God.
God really cares when I go to church in shorts and slippers if half the pews are filled with hypocrites?
God really cares when I go to church in shorts and slippers if I am the hypocrite?
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It pisses me the hell off that
Posted on June 26, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
You criticise what I wear to church when you hide your mess behind the ‘right’ clothes and makeup.You talk to me like I’m second-rate because I miss a church service when all the services you have attended seems to have done nothing for you.
You go to almost pathetic lengths to put up the perfect facade so nobody will know what’s really going on.
You make me feel emotionally stunted when I’m around you even though I want to be there.
You don’t know anything and yet claim to know it all.
You do not know what I’m really like and I can never be myself around you.
You are judgmental and constantly critical so I am always on the defensive.
I am all these things I normally am not when I am not with you.
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on the First Day
Posted on June 26, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
8.20am Get out of bed and get presentable
8.35am Call 103 for taxi numbers
8.40am Two cab companies turn up empty, proceed to call the third
8.45am Drink my orange juice
8.50am Cab co number three calls back - taxi on the way
9.10am “2 more minutes” says cab co rep when I call up to check status
9.20am Cab driver calls to say he is lost, I cancel my cab
9.30am Mum-in-law gives me a lift to work
9.45am I arrive at the office
Guess it’s welcome back to work.
By the time I clear my desk, wipe everything down, sort my meagre things, clean out my computer, defragment my hard drive and have lunch, it is almost 2.30pm.
I’m baaaaaack.
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It’s indeed a sign of the times
Posted on June 22, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
…when a slow broadband connection drives me absolutely up the wall.I can actually feel the annoyance rising in me, and the welling up of the urge to throw things at the laptop (this is the only time I have the urge to throw things, I swear, I’m just not one of those object-hurling women).
Oh, how I’ve been pampered by technology. But seriously, if someone doesn’t fix this appalling connection soon…
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Over.
Posted on June 22, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
I start work next week. It’s depressing. But I suppose if I am to be anything but a woman of leisure, attending movie previews, interviewing semi-personalities and the occasional celebrity, writing features on the rich and famous, and making it my business to know all about Bradelina is really as good as it gets. A part of me will be glad to be back, I know. It’s just that, well, Wimbledon starts next week and we’re not quite cool enough (yet?) to have a TV showing live tennis in the corner all afternoon, y’know?
So I guess it’s bye-bye past-9am-risings, morning tennis, and afternoons with just the telly, my laptop and me. And hello hustle and bustle, general wackiness and counting down to weekends. I’m sure I’ll live.
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I told you I had good hosts
Posted on June 18, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
The welcoming party. And no, alien though they might sometimes seem, the Singaporeans look just like you and me. They do stare a lot though, as if they’ve never seen someone walking around Takashimaya in shorts and slippers. And those were Birks too!
This is what I wake up to each day - not-so-little notes and thoughtfully put out cups of water. Someone’s got to start giving the man some tips. These days, I’d be lucky to get a kiss and a good morning.
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Down but not Under
Posted on June 17, 2007, by soph, under Uncategorized.
Settling into my seat with iPod in hand (and ears) was exciting - after all, it was a road trip and there is something about solo road trips - not that I have taken many at all - that brings out fresh resolutions of reflection and alone-with-God moments. This time, like most if not all of the other times, those determined promises to self turned up empty. I tell myself it’s the thought that counts, but somehow don’t quite believe it applies in this situation.So there I was, filling my head with emo-laden performances from singing reality shows (Taylor Hicks, anyone?), depressing musical numbers, and my measly repertoire of Chinese songs. They lasted me pretty much the entire five and a half hour bus ride, including the nap I inadvertently got.
I would tell you all about the things I got up to in Singapore, but suffice to say it was precious time that has been good for my soul. I had the best hosts who made sure I drank water, didn’t have to take buses, and even had a welcoming party waiting for me in my room. I would put pics up, but I have to figure out how to transfer pics from cameraphone into computer first.
In the meantime, I have to tell you about the cheeriest baby boy I met, who had recently been diagnosed with a rare form of leukemia. If you do, say a little prayer for him, won’t you?
