Losing Myself

what's happening to me?

i can't remember what i need to do.
i feel suffocated the whole day.
i seem to lose my organization skills.
i can't find a venue to hold my event.
i forget what's my next step supposed to be.
i let my imagination run too far, too wild.
i fret unnecessarily.
i feel like crying suddenly.
the rain doesn't help this time. in fact, it's making me more depressing.
i don't feel like talking.
i don't know how to express myself.
i speak incoherently.
i don't want to see anyone. at all.

when will this be over?

"interesting" lambo

While searching for venues, Mr Loy and I stop and paused for a smoke break outside ACM.

Suddenly this loud revving sound of engine was heard. We turned our head and i chocked and swallowed my puff...

In my opinion, this is the most "artistic" Lamborghini..


i need to learn how to appreciate arts.

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I'm removing some comments cause apparently, i can't write my OWN THOUGHTS in my own blog. =(
But the picture will still remain for others to appreciate. =)

For those who can't stand being written at (or perhaps defending for their friends), i do not wish to debate/ discuss/ defend anymore. i understand your point of view and perhaps my mistake as i don't know how to pen my thoughts with proper words.

being in whichever company has nothing to do with my comments, so maybe you should also reflect on ur words as well.

never did i say money has to do with dressing. I'm talking 'bout having pride in dressing up, and nothing to do with the car. such a simple matter and still, things get mangled up and words got used back against me. (?)

you go to a fine dining restaurant. you wear shorts n slippers. most probably you get shooed out unless you are someone of known status.
this is how society function. or rather that's how my naive mentality thinks it works.

perhaps I'm ignorant. perhaps I'm just plain thoughtless. perhaps it's wrong to have a view of my own. but have you not commented(positively or negatively) on some passerby or strangers?

but still, thanks for visiting. it has been a eye opening experience. =)

Cooking Failure

tried to cook Bak Ku Teh Prawn noodles today... and failed terribly...

Mum's at Cairo visiting Pyramids and taking camel rides.
So i gotta put on my apron and try to whip out an edible dinner.

Actually i like (not love.yet.) cooking. Just that everytime i try, even the simplest recipe definately turn out to be a disaster!!

Example: last week, i tried making no-baked cheese cake. i followed the recipe, bought every ingredient accordingly, followed the instruction super closely, yet it became a failure!! Apparently there is not enough gelatin used. But hell! I followed the fooking recipe line by line lor!!

I should send a email over to the magazine and let them know that they SHOULDN'T say it's a EASY RECIPE for NO-BAKE CHEESE CAKE!! (or maybe there was a typo error for the gelatin??)

argh... realized i don't have the flair for any cooking/baking.
Only have the ability to eat and grow fat.

=(

8 months of waiting for taxi claim

It take eight months(and still counting) to claim back $18.30 from the company.

Why? Cause the taxi driver didn't show up and i had to drag(myself and) the cabin bag from the car park to the main road and hail a taxi at time when the sun-not-even-rise morning of 5.15.
All done graciously in my ever-so-tight-that-i-can't-breathe kebaya.

Usually we fly ppl will arrive before time. But at times our body will fail us and when we arrive at our void deck at the stipulated timing, we will kenna scolding from the driver.

"why u so late then come down!? if other people say i late, i confirm will say becoz u come down late!"

"why u not waiting at the lift?! why your house got so many lift? why u never tell the company which lift u taking? why your block so weird shape de?"

And so I compromise. I leave my house 10mins earlier and walk at the outline of my block so that the driver can see me.

Still there will be someone who wants to soar above and beyond.

And the ultimate winner:
...this taxi driver who waited at the opposite of my block...


i give up.

Shit-ney

It's fooking tiring and demoralizing for a A380 crew to be rostered A380 sydney every month. And yet they still roster me a non 380 sydney!!??

What's more is that the freaking reporting time is at 5AM IN THE FREAKING MORNING!! Meaning i have to wake up at 3am, coz taxi pick-up will most probably be at bout 415am-430am.

I had enought of Sydney.

You know what?! I haven't even been to the grounds of Darling Harbour or the Opera House at all!! Simply becoz the layover time is way too short to do anything except to buy makan and sleep.

And i have not recover yet.. =(

FIVE IN THE MORNING LEH!!!
KNNBCCB!!!