Greed attack.

The more you've got, the more you want. Thats why Chihiro's parents turned into pigs.

Blah. Anyways.

Series of events and shoots coming up, morning calls blasting my scheduler. Its gonna be a packed month, I'm loving it but would really appreciate if somebody could take half the share of the workload. Its reaching the brim soon.

*

Wennie's back! Wennie's back! Wennie's back! *prancing around with glee*

Nobody knows how much I misses her. Not her half-aussie accent though, ha.

*

Black Swan's up soon. Lets see if he still remembers *sigh*

The cruelty of recent events got into me, and I fired away. The words flowed before I could stop, swerved when it almost hit the point of personal attack. It suddenly hit me that I'm using the same zero-degree tone same zero-space-for-negotiation manner that Ric's ex-girlfriend portrayed.

My senses told me to stop.

I was scared.

I saw half a Ric in him. A red-eyed man holding a club, ready to strike.

This was not what I expected.

*

I'm gonna make it clear once and for all.

I am in love with this man. I wouldn't say we're gonna last forever cos that sounds really cheesy and crappy, but I won't be in love with anyone else for quite a long period of time.

If you don't mind waiting till I'm sixty, go ahead.

Chew on the towel. We'll pull through.

=)

Its been only a week since I've been back, why does it feels like I've never left? Getting back to work so fast, projects gushing in at such a speed....and yet we (and when I say we, I mean me and Yahui) can manage to get everything done pretty and settled by 7pm everyday.

The power of love. *grins*

Friends broke up with their boyfriends/girlfriends, two in a row (and I hope more to come, those who SHOULD break up long ago with the bastards/biatches puhleesssee, its high time). After hearing their complains and sobs one after another, I realised that they are using the same script. (No, they are not dating each other. )

Deep down they know that this is not the right partner, their senses shouts out warnings, they get away when the problems arises.....and then back again to the same old problem after some days or so. They ask the same questions, they answer their own questions.

They heed for advices but they never listen. Never.

It pains to see a friend in pain, especially when you know its so not worth it. Hope they will get over it soon.

Correction. They WILL get over it soon, find a better guy and girl and fall in love all over again. This time, a happy relationship.

Hey universe, this is an order sent. =)

I'm doing alot of unbelievable things recently.

I watch my weight and stick closely to the 7pm diet curfew.

I do my laundry once a week (it used to be once a fortnight or even longer)

I'm sensitive to room cleanliness.

I'm now the first one to dash out of meeting.

I check my phone very often and reply messages (Most of the peeps have noticed this drastic change, ha)

Changing for the better for the sake of someone.

This is bad.

Bad, but lovely.

*v*

Some quick snaps:

No time to walk in, will pop by to this art gallery next trip. I'll be back for you, birdie man!

Eurasian fat man.

Saw Elaine at Hong Kong! HSBC Print finally loaded!

Long long long sushi-s.

No this is not me. This is divina the fat.

厨师之女发威!

My sis shuffling.

姐妹抢男人

Fighting over the comp (every night)

**

Back.

Back to office.

Back to my little base.

Back to the same ground where all my darlings and babes are.

Back to life.

Back to the arms where I belonged. =)

**

Plenty of promised catch ups, belated xmas presents and birthday presents. Only realised that 85% of my luggage were of gifts when I started packing, gotta forgo most of the wardrobe. Should be going back in March anyways, shld be able to pick it up by then.

I promise March will be a short trip. 12 days is a torture.

Last night in Hong Kong, dashing back tomorrow. My dad would be upset if he reads this --- I cant wait to get back.

Not about getting away from here, but returning to the life that I've left behind.

My workdesk, my files lying everywhere, my phone calls, the crap between the team, the lunch table blah blah blah. I even miss the food that Kelvin buys back.

My girlfriends, the tellyouthisamilliontimealreadywhyissitstillnotinyourhead-s, the nags and the starbucks. Doesn't feel good to be missing out on gatherings either.

And the dude I left behind. I miss every part of him. Never in any of my trips did I wanted to bring forward the return date so badly.

Guess I've found the reason behind this getaway. To realise what I can't move away from in this phase of my life.

Darlings, I love you =)

Seriously, the last time I ever paid attention to my parent's cooking was when I had Home Econ. Trying to revise some skills so that I can show off in Home Ec lessons.

And that was Sec One.

(Okay lah, not really that long ago kakakakakakakakakaka XD)

The two elders were so eager to pass down their 秘技. And so, over the past 9 days, I've learnt:

炒飯 （老豆大廚 style)

炒飯 （媽咪 homestyle)

高麗菜豬肉餃子

蒜頭辣椒炒蝦球

燜冬菇

Sotong Mee

蘿蔔菜湯

Just some snaps. Next potluck, I'll show you my 馬家餃子！

I am exercising, I am.

Nobody said dancing to David 仔 is not exercising.

Happy new year peeps and a big warm hug from Hong Kong ! (Okay make it a freezing one...darn cold here.)

While you guys drag yourself to work today, I've still got another week of hols! Hahahahaha XD

How I envy you guys.

Sigh.

I'm not going to be on leave for such a long time ever again. Devastated by boredom and doing-nothingness. I miss my workplace.

*

Darling, if you don't buck up, there's nothing I can do. I've tried, I've nagged, it went into your head, you understood all the reasonings, and yet you've decided to block it out. Whats worthy and whats not, and right here we're not even talking about a human. He's just a piece of shit.

I just want you to be as happy as I am.

If you change your mind and wish to move on, I'm right behind you darling.

I don't believe in love ; I believe in you.