Foolish Women

I have a soft spot for silly female species who gets themselves hurt in the course of love. Even if they are the bitches that always mess with me.

Who wouldn't? We're all women. And we all know how it's like to fall in love...with the wrong man.

Sigh.
Come on over and let's hug.

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I put on some weight. Ever since Christmas.
I've not stopped meeting friends for dinners ever since christmas. Good for network, bad for size. I was really ambitious to make that flab around my intestine disappear, I set a deadline to achieve that in two weeks, which extended to another two weeks and now that flab has only ceased a little.

I think its a lump. Or I'm pregnant.

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March as usual is exceptionally busy. We've got a new colleague in, thank goodness she's slightly smarter than the rest of newcomers that I've (kindddaaaa) chased away since last year. If P was a caramel hot fudge sundae with whip cream, then R must be that fried oyster with char kway teow for supper. Both contributes much effort in high blood pressure.

I'm hoping this lady stays longer. And I think she will. She looks like a survivor, slow and steady survivor.

Revamp time honey

Its the time of the year *or life* to change my wardrobe. I'm excited beyond words.


Has confirmed the rumour of moving office somewhere between April - May this year. I'm half hoping for a proper office (Goodbye SOHO goodbye) so that I can wear shoes. If you've been to my agency we're walking around barefooted because its a home-y place and in Singapore nobody wears shoes in home-y place. We've tried indoor slippers but its tricky to go up and down the stairs in it so BAAAHH.

So for the past two years, its not that fun to dress up to work anymore cos I've gotta emit all footwear from the overall style, plus its so tiring to put on and pull off boots or complicated footwear when you get in and out of the office.


AND NOW WE'RE MOVING!!!! I'M GONNA EMBRACE MY BOOTS MY CRAZY STUFFS XD

Shorts always look too casual when heels are off so I guess I'm gonna dig out all my shorties now. Okay after I lose a few pounds.

Best time and reason for me to revamp the wardrobe. I'm gonna get all these.

I can go on and on and on for this topic. Arrrgggghhhh cant wait!

March. Hello.

I don't like March.

I don't like it abit.

March, funerals, tax bills, late for work, cab down and still late for work, piling of shoots, trainings. Etc etc. March brings back bad memories.

This year's March has been sweet, so far. So much so to an extent it makes me feel kinda bad not liking March.

Its been awhile....

..since I've blogged. Newstation been really active though. Darn I haven't wrote diary for months seriously. Didn't have time to go home to tab daily stuffs, its always from The Man's house to agency and back to The Man's house.

So this is couple life, huh. =)

So during this while, life goes on. Kimmy got married 2 days ago, I didn't attend cos it was only ROM and she couldn't spare a plus one for me, and me being a bad friend didn't wanted to go alone. Pretty upset when I saw the pics of those who attended. Especially of those I don't think deserve the seats. HMPH. I'm going to be a sore bitch and not talk to the lovely brand new Mrs Zeng cos of this.

Okay move on.

Valentine's day was bad. So bad that I cried before and after. Then on the morning of post-Vday I got sick of myself behaving like a cry baby and decided to grow out of that sobbing. I don't enjoy disappointment, but its stupid to let this one (and the three occasions before that..so thats four in total) ruin his credit accumulated throughout three hundred and sixty days before. And being able to type this out *without tears in my eyes..coughs* shows a nerve has died deep inside. Died well died well.

Okay move on.

Deportment started yesterday, no one really shines out yet but I'm sure one of those lads will impress me in the final class. 've been lazy for a long while, March is on its way, gotta move my butt out of the couch (and tuck that tummy in.....ahem).


The Man has finally left 195 Pearl's Hill Terrace, abrupt move. All for the better.

Work Ethics

I prefer a person with good work ethics but needs more time in training than a smart ass that blabbers all the wrong shit.

Simple things like these.
1) Not discussing your pay in the office ( I don't care if you bitch about it in the pantry. Things like this will definitely upset one of the listeners and trigger sour feelings)

2) Keeping your mouth shut about the sales figures of your company

3) Knowing what are meant for your personal knowledge and what are meant to be laid flat on social media platforms

4) Not wearing a dress or skirt so short we can almost see your panties without you bending down

5) Look presentable. Like come on, this is a model agency, tank top and shorts and slippers? Not unless you're a 34D with stunning legs and perky ass. And that pair of slippers gotta have to have kitten heels at least.

6) Make an effort in orientation. Yes we all know newbies make mistakes but repeating it for the fifth time is not excusable

Decisions

Every step I take, every move I make, every word I say.

Are all decisions I've made. Whether I chose to be irresponsible and curse, whether I chose to be childish and biatch about somebody, whether I've weigh pros and cons enough.

And therefore.
Serve me right for putting on 4 kilos.
I chose to eat like mad cow.

                                                         Bursting of oyster in every bite.

                                                       Thank you for the allowance, HK.

                                                          Its not sunflower. Its siew mai.

                                                                       Tasteless bitch.

 My way of holiday. Comics junk food and good drink. 

                                                     Chicken wings marinated in rose wine.

                                                                     @ Satay King. Nah.

                                                Our reunion dinner. Oyster abalone is a must.

          Yeah my cousin was stunned too. 16 dim sum 2 plates of wok mee/rice. My cousin's a guy btw.

If appetite is a bank account, I'm hitting my credit limit soon.

Dai Gar Ho

Am in Hong Kong's home right now. Chilly, not freezing yet, thank goodness. 

And The Man is still stuck in office. Poor man's been undergoing alot of body torment for the past week. Sprained his neck so bad, I almost thought he might have got a stroke. The chinese physician adviced him to watch his diet, especially on the sugar, something that I've always nagged him on for months. The good thing I got out of it was he really did stopped consuming soft drinks and cut down on KFCs and MCs.

And then a day before his birthday, the Lee family went to Hard Rock Cafe and....awarded him with food poisoning. Everyone else was fine, except him. Pure suay-ness. 

All these bad luck will go away after Chinese New year. Things will only get better =)

I'm kinda missing him already. 

I love writing resolutions

I don't believe the world will end in 2012. We did enough damage to mother earth, surely they are not gonna let us off that easily. 


However, in some sense, this is the year that is going to end some things in some way. For (a cheery) example, F1 is gonna say goodbye. Fifth year, five years contract with Singapore. Unless they decide to renew it for another term but I guess thats pretty unlikely. Come on, look at the tickets' stats from the last two years, its heart wrenching. 


I'm gonna prioritize my resolutions this year:


TOP ON THE LIST
STAY SLIM 
Yes I can see that small little lard bulging from where it shouldn't be. I'll make sure it go away. 


PUT AN END TO WHAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN DONE YEARS BACK
..that is, not ready to be discussed further at the moment. 


CARPE DIEM
I've been working very hard on this, ironically. And the results...so far so good. Nobody said I'm going to slack. But I'm definitely not gonna work my ass off and ruin my health for work again this year. 


ALSO IMPORTANT
BE SELFISH
I did pretty well in 2011. Keep it up. 


GET MY SISTER A JOB
She told me she's graduating in April and that date has been bugging me since. I'm not worried about her future. I'm worried about the amount of money she's gonna eat off me.


BUY THAT DESIGNER CHAIR
No more delay. Get that and go home (more often)


CAN SPARE A THOUGHT FOR
BUFFET FOUR TIMES A MONTH
The Man and I agreed that we can actually save enough for buffet every weekend if we dine at home for 5 days. However if this is gonna happen my top list's resolution might be affected. Hmmmm. 


NEXT PHASE IN LIFE
Well. =)


TRAINING A SUPER BOOKER
Yeah. I need a successor. But this does complicate with "Be selfish". 




I'll survive till 13th December 2012 and tell you if all these have been achieved. Meanwhile, stay alive.