Something lost....

It's Tuesday, not the first day of the week and why do I get this slow gnawing feeling that I'm gonna miss something? Being in Singapore does in a way, makes me see things differently. I kinda miss the small small things in life that was consider routine but never knowing that it was those things that add spice to this so called life.

Sure Singapore is great but I prefer them in small dosage, I don't want to get intoxicated in it's grasp ( who can with this crazy sales of all sorta things I would love to buy and owned but can't bare to pay by the end of the month so I keep a tight lid on my wallet). Manage to slip a couple of graphic novels but who can blame em if it's X-men and X-factor ehehehe...ok, my bad!

To lament on such notions..ahhh. As they say, good times will come to an end so I bid my farewell to the city of Lion and may I see you next time or next week, subject to managerial decision..buh bye!

It's weekend people!

I woke up early, thanks a lot sunshine! I don't mean the sun, its my cat, he keeps jumping up and down the bed and snogging in between that it seems impossible for me to visit snoozeland. But it's ok, I have plenty of rest being on the oil rig for couple of days for work and additional rest. And they say, no rest for the wicked, pherghh.

The wardrobe have manage to arrive after finally making some some inquiries otherwise they just rob me blind and I will not take it! No, I'm not angry, its too early for that. I'm just gonna chill and enjoy the new wardrobe and its smell. I love the smell of forest. Now I have to figure out how the am I going to cut the ceiling fan pole a wee shorter than the originals since the wardrobe seems to tower just near the tip of it. I got time and I will not procrastinate on this any further, cept for waiting till the hardware store opens ehehehe. Apart from that, I'm good to go.

See ya on MOnday!

2011

I must admit, being away for a long time is both good and bad. I got lotsa stuff twirling in my head, doing synchronised swimming routine and other weird stuff which I'm not going to mention here(it's called privacy). But enough about me, the fact that I'm here writting again proves that you can't bring a good man down no matter how hard you hit him (well, you might bow over if you get a cheap shot to the lower region of your body) and it's not all bad being humble either :).

What more can I say? Well..a lot really but I'm not gonna worked myself up into a frenzy and forced it down your throat all in one shot. Just a little bit of here and there. A liitle gossip, a little enlightment, a little bit of just about everything I can think off. What sticks to me the most is how prepared I am to lose the one I loved the most. I mean besides the tears and sadness that comes along with it, what else can it bring? I guess it represent the situation that you are in whenever those news arrive to your lap. There are mixed emotions but in the end,it's your honest feelings that counts. Be true and stay true to your heart no matter what happens.

Peace and don't forget to recyle!