Somehow or rather, I think cupid has some kind of repugnance against me. I have no idea on whether this is good or bad for me, but let me think of it in a positive note. (I don’t know what exactly can be positive in this, though.)

I have came across many people who despise the members of the opposite gender once their heart has been broken. Surprisingly, I have not built any hate for them. If I did, most likely I will consider turning myself into a lesbian. Or maybe I should go for a sex change and become a ‘guy’. I think I will look quite good, taking into account my built and looks.

Ahhh. Friendship. Based on the occurrences around me, I have came into a conclusion. Which is, guys make better friends then girls. In my case, atleast. Girls are okay as friends. It’s unfair to clump everyone in a category when only a few erred, but I just feel that males are better when it comes to giving solutions for problems. Females are there to lend a shoulder, and offer a piece of tissue to blow your nose with when your down. And especially when it comes to relationship problems.

When I usually open up to my male friends regarding my relationship problems, they tend to look the problem both ways and tell me how I can salvage the whole thing. They also give me ideas on where exactly I went wrong and etc.

For females, what they do is to either quirp about how all guys are jerks and go on rambling about their ex boyfriends, or either promise me to help the situation by talking to my boyfriend, eventually ’stealing’ him away from me. Haha, what a world we are living in.

Life at work is becoming an agony for me. I have actually finally decided to move on from my currenly workplace after years of procrastination. I’m actually looking around for jobs so if your reading this and think you might be able to find me a job, message me please.

I had enough of all the bullshit I am going through right here. I swear I will cringe at the sound of that stupid language. I’m sorry to sound like a racist. I was made to become one.

I will be missing Keppel alot, though. But sometimes, things happen and you will have have to move on. No point just sitting where you are and hoping something good will happen to you. You have to move on.

There is no point of just slogging your guts out when you don’t love your job. Always remember, a job is just a job. You will only enjoy working when you love your job. Now, if you don’t love your job, most likely you will not be able to perform well, eventually submitting assignments below your standards.

1) Your job
2) Your boss
3) Your colleagues
4) Your salary

See the above? That is how give importance to the four important factors at your workplace which can aid you in making decisions regarding your rice bowl.

Notice that the salary comes at the bottom? This is where many people go wrong. So what if you earn many more thousand at a place where you are treated like shit? Infact, this is the same mistaken I did.

Lastly, I hope I can find a job with a 5day work week. It makes a HUGE difference boy. I feel so fucked up when I am unable to club, hang out with friends when they call me out on a Friday. Just because I have a half day of work to attend on Saturday.

The world is full of lies and deceit, filled with mankind wearing veils over their faces. Humans are just selfish aren’t they. They want to be treated so nicely, but they end up treating others like shit without a second thought.

Regarding my workplace, I’ve just been given a transfer. Same department but to another yard. That may sound like nothing but its hell of a change for me. From the environment to the jobscope. It’s going to be meeting more clients and all. Being the anti-social specimen, I have no idea how am I going to cope up with this sudden change.

Being the usual slacker I am, I don’t usually bother on what I wear to work. I just grab what I can find and rush off to work every morning – partially because my workplace is at Tuas and people are not usually bothered on our attire. Now I have to put in extra concern on what I am wearing, also because my new Manager is particular about how we dress up. (Ahhh… Customer Service.)

I don’t even know what am I doing in this Department for 3 years. Although I was from the Marketing Department, I was always seated behind the computer doing administrative stuff. Sometimes when I run into some clients, I practically vanish before they can even say a ‘hi’. Not my fault la. Englishmen scare the shit outta me.

I pity myself, I really do.

My life now just revolves around my family.

Feeling quite blue, I don’t know why. Feeling depressed.

Six Classic Affairs

The 1st Affair

A married man was having an affair
with his secretary.
One day they went to her place
and made love all afternoon.
Exhausted, they fell asleep
and woke up at 8 PM.
The man hurriedly dressed
and told his lover to take his shoes
outside and rub them in the grass and dirt.
He put on his shoes and drove home.
“Where have you been?” his wife demanded.
“I can’t lie to you,” he replied,
‘I’m having an affair with my secretary.
We had sex all afternoon.”
She looked down at his shoes and said:
“You lying bastard!
You’ve been playing golf!”

The 2nd Affair

A middle-aged couple had two beautiful daughters
but always talked about having a son.
They decided to try one last time
for the son they always wanted.
The wife got pregnant
and delivered a healthy baby boy.
The joyful father rushed to the nursery
to see his new son.
He was horrified
at the ugliest child he had ever seen.
He told his wife: “There’s no way I can be the father of this baby.
Look at the two beautiful daughters I fathered!
Have you been fooling around behind my back?”
The wife smiled sweetly and replied:
“Not this time!”

The 3rd Affair

A mortician was working late one night.
He examined the body of Mr. Schwartz,
about to be cremated,
and made a startling discovery.
Schwartz had the largest private part
he had ever seen!
“I’m sorry Mr. Schwartz,” the mortician
commented, “I can’t allow you to be cremated
with such an impressive private part.
It must be saved for posterity.”
So, he removed it,
stuffed it into his briefcase,
and took it home
“I have something to show
you won’t believe,” he said to his wife,
opening his briefcase.
“My God!” the wife exclaimed,
“Schwartz is dead!”

The 4th Affair

A woman was in bed with her lover
when she heard her husband
opening the front door.
“Hurry,” she said, “stand in the corner.”
She rubbed baby oil all over him,
then dusted him with talcum powder.
“Don’t move until I tell you,”
she said, ” pretend you’re a statue.”
“What’s this?” the husband inquired
as he entered the room.
“Oh it’s a statue,” she replied,
“the Smiths bought one and I liked it
so I got one for us, too.”
No more was said,
not even when they went to bed.
Around 2 AM the husband got up,
went to the kitchen and returned
with a sandwich and a beer.
“Here,” he said to the statue, have this.
I stood like that for two days at the Smiths
and nobody offered me a damned thing.”

The 5th Affair

A man walked into a cafe,
went to the bar and ordered a beer.
“Certainly, Sir , that’ll be one cent.”
“One Cent?” the man exclaimed.
He glanced at the menu and asked:
“How much for a nice juicy steak
and a bottle of wine?”
“A nickel,” the barman replied.
“A nickel?” exclaimed the man.
“Where’s the guy who owns this place?”
The bartender replied:
“Upstairs, with my wife.”
The man asked: “What’s he doing upstairs
with your wife?”
The bartender replied:
“The same thing
I’m doing to his business down here.”

The 6th Affair

Jake was dying. His wife sat at the bedside.
He looked up and said weakly:
“I have something I must confess.”
“There’s no need to, ” his wife replied.
“No,” he insisted,
“I want to die in peace
I slept with your sister, your best friend,
her best friend, and your mother!”
“I know,” she replied,
“now just rest and let the poison work.”

So its Tuesday. 4 more painful days for the weekend. Hee..

Many reasons why I’m looking forward for the weekend. Firstly cos its the die hard break I am always counting down for.. Secondly cos I have plans with someone special. (Don’t expect me to reveal anything further.)

I finally got a specs for myself yesterday. Got alot of wierd reactions from everyone. Worst was from Letch (Kohi’s cousin). He requested for me to not wear the specs when I meet him next. Sadsad.

Kohi has planned a night to ‘Blackjack’ on Saturday after the celebration of her cousin sister’s birthday. So will we be carrying on with the plans or cancel it again? Only heaven knows. We’ve been procrastinating about this clubbing plans since eons due to Dubakoor Dharshini.

Oh yah, I have a three new friends at my workplace. Now I’m not alone at my office, I’ve three friends to talk to when I’m bored. (I used to talk to my computer before..) They are the four potted plants my colleagues “stole” from a ceremony. There were dying in my office without any water or sunlight for about three weeks. I’ve taken the responsibilities of these babies. Hopefully they recover in due time.

And yet another sad news. My fellow dudette at work will be leaving my company end of the this month. As I’m seated at my desk, I’m seeing the Marketeers leave one by one. Quite sad actually. Karina, Siti, Haze and now Karin. So now its me and Emily standing strong. I might crumble too, due to the unstableness of where I am now.

Haiz.