Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Copy From iGeek





You Are A Romantic


You are more romantic than 90% of the population.






You life your life like a fairy tale... or at least you try to.
Living for magical moments, you believe there's only one true love for you.
Love is the most important thing in your life, and you don't take it for granted.
Your perfect match loves to be in love as much as you do!


Oily Fried Noodles

Its 9am and I am in the office having my breakfast - a packet of super oily fried Malay noodles. Its a new shop from the corner coffee shop from my house. Yucks...feeling a bit jialet.

Think period coming...feeling a bit emotional again.

I was very touched by Blacks yesterday. We were at Parkway and I was rushing him to go home because my dad called and said he needed help with the fridge. Blacks then told me that we can go and pay my overdue mobile bill first then go home. I was a bit hestitant at first then agreed when i saw Blacks a little upset because he wanted to help me pay my mobile bill. I apologise to him and he told me its ok...everything is for me. I still gong gong and ask him what everything is for me. Then I realise he meant everything he does its for me. Thanks baby! I know everything you do is with good intentions for me. That's why I love you so much!

1 more day and we end March off. It was really the month that I broke a lot of things. Jinxed fingers...heheh!

9am start work. 2pm meeting. 7pm meet my ONE!!!!! Hooray!!!!!

Monday, March 21, 2005

Our First

OUR FIRST ANNIVERSARY
--19 March 2005--

To my dearest black,

Thanks for a lovely first year anniversary celebration. I'm sorry we didn't start the day very well. We were both tired from the long work week and didn't have time to plan anything special for each other. I'm also sorry I expected too much of you. Should have been more understanding towards your time constraints. Nonetheless, we manage to make up in time for dinner and I enjoyed myself thoroughly at Stuart Anderson. Again like you will say, the food ain't great but the company was priceless. We talked and laughed and got ourselves so confused with the menu. Then, although we were stuffed to the brains, we still manage to pick ourselves up and move on to have dessert at BakerzInn. The cake and ice-cream wasn't even sweeter than the time we spent there. Thanks for the lovely smile in the photo above. And I would like to also take some time and thank the nice waitress at BakerzInn for the soda water to wash off the chocolate stain off your shirt. I love the walk we had after the heavy meal. Felt like a tourist, taking so many photos with the Merlion and the Esplande (liew lian). But I'm glad we did that for we haven't taken a lot of pictures together as a couple.

But the night had to end and it ended all too soon. Before we knew it, we have had dinner, dessert, a walk and a bagful of memories. Midnight came and we proceeded home, only to spend more time together, playing CM and lying in bed.

So thank you baby for the past 368days and I cant wait for the next 3680 days to come. You make me fall in love with you everyday.

I love you. Now. Forever.

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Silly me

Feel like being silly. So here goes.

Blacks and I are going 1 year
That day we'll be playing by the ear
Maybe to the beach we'll go
Bring joey, vicky and bo-bo
Echiing's driving test on Sat
If fail, I'll whack the tester with a bat
Here at work I met a friend
Who's friendship I hope will never end
I don't know what I want in life
But I know I want to be his wife (eventually)
By now my Audrey is shaking her head
For once she told me not in bed
That all my word do not have to ryhme
Like dear and year and rhyme and thyme
For 1 year I am with him in bliss
For everyday he showers me with kiss
I hope and pray that this will be
My last and final me him we
To E-Lin whose neighbour's an ass
I would like to feed some rotten bass
To my Dad whose face so long
And my Mum who doesnt like ping pong
I hope they find some work they like
Or be like Dad who loves his bike
That my poem thats all I have
And I have nothing to go with have!
Keke...hope this is good.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Inevitable work

I haven't check in since february, so I reckon I haven't input how work is. Its my 3rd week of work and I am begining to question myself. I started this work knowing that I don't ever want to do events and guess what, this job confirms my stand. I also started this work knowing that I don't wanna work in a small firm and this job again confirms my stand. Pico itself is quite a big company but I am working in this department that I know even if I work for the next 5 years I will not surpass my bosses. Partly also I see my dear colleague Mayching working til death and her renummeration stays the same and hardly anyone notice or appreciates. But 1 good thing came out of this job, at least I know what I don't want to do. I have been doing a lot of thinking lately and realise that I think I want to try doing more customer service stuff. Deals more with end-consumer. I don't know lah. I am confuse. I HATE GROWING UP!

Also, I feel a bit bad because I went from having 100% time for blacks to now we only meet each other to go home and ZzzZzz. He's been so busy lately and I haven't been able to give him the time and support I used to plus he is going through this transition because he might be posting out soon.

.................humans need to work to have $$ but with $$ you have to sacrifice............how can we find a balance?

Oh I haven't really said what I am working. I am handling this 1 account at an events company. An overseas exhibition for a telecommunications company in May. I am almost been thrown into the open sea, not knowing how to swim properly and survive on my own. My boss is pretty alright but I am a little intimidated to ask him too much cos I don't want him to think that he hired me for nothing if I ask too much, but I also not sure what's to be done because everything is still so ambiguious.

HOW??????? I WANNA QUIT BUT I FEEL THAT I WILL LET DEBBY DOWN.... Hang in there E-Ying. It can only get better.