Hopeful
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Love ya, darlings!
--what some might say --
2:32 AM
2:32 AM
I quit...just for Saturday
Saturday, March 29, 2008
There are 101 urgent matters on the working diary. But screw them all...for Saturday. Really.
--what some might say --
4:51 AM
4:51 AM
Friday, March 28, 2008
The second day of the event. Peaceful chaos.
More or less...there.
--what some might say --
1:28 AM
1:28 AM
Engulfed
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Was so dead tired that I fell asleep while trying to reply an email to a client. It wasn't till 2 hours later - which is like now - that I jolt out of sleep...with eyes bloodshot red from prolonged hours of wearing contact lenses. Oh no, NARS is melting on my dull, tired skin too.
The event today wasn't exactly the best; not when you have a sick emcee who is all grouchy and frustrated even on stage, and intermittent changes to the programme flow from client. On top of that, several more internal heart attacks.
Heart resumed its function when I had my first physical energy boost of the day with my colleagues. But it slipped into another case of malfunction as the dinner evolved into an in-depth discussion of the team. They also told me that I need to be more organised and alert. I appreciate and agree with their honest feedback, really; in fact, it's one stale introspective issue that has been bugging me since day dunno what...and I wish I know better how to save myself.
Ironically, I have been arrowed to arrange for an internal kick-off meeting. If you ask me, it is not going to serve more than an official reason for everyone to slack from work. The only highly-recommended solution - get rid of the cmi team members who are stifling the work progress, including myself. Everyone thinks that everyone else is the root of the problem. Well, everyone is right. But does everyone know? I know, but I can't speak for the rest.
--what some might say --
1:36 AM
1:36 AM
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Am doing okie today. A greater day tml!
--what some might say --
3:40 AM
3:40 AM
Monday, March 24, 2008
I would like to think that I can make everything work from this very moment !
--what some might say --
1:42 AM
1:42 AM
Sunday, March 23, 2008
It has everything that I need and want to learn in life. But it too has a lot more things that make me want to fix an appointment with Dr Georgia Lee very soon.
My friends' work can be as mundane and as boring as shit, but their team members make the day. On the flip side, the industry I am in is dynamic and exciting, and guess what? I prefer not to discuss further for it makes me sick and want to revolt.
I rather be stupid but happy now.
Boss, face up to reality and get rid of me in whichever way you like. Just make it quick.
--what some might say --
2:30 PM
2:30 PM
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
He is a prima donna. Yes, HE is a P-R-I-M-A D-O-N-N-A.
I don't like him. In fact, I loathe any contact with him. If violence can be condoned just once, I wouldn't mind making minced meat out of him. But of course, no one should eat that 'cos I don't exactly fancy the concept of cannibalism...so I prolly gonna flush it down the toilet afterall.
Any more fagged-up attitude, just be prepared to get flushed into the condemned list. And so you think you can dance?
--what some might say --
1:56 AM
1:56 AM
Monday, March 17, 2008
I deirc very yldab today. Like really yldab. I am extremely yppahnu. I want to tuiq my boj...should I?
--what some might say --
10:21 PM
10:21 PM
moi humble step into the CLASS-ical world
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Please be informed that lufterz is bidding farewell to her uncouth ways and stepping into the world of class...-ical music, in particular the works of Erich Leindorf. WOW!Even those who understand me at just face value will know that I was NEVER a class...-ical (music) person. The only times when I play classical pieces (if "Top 100 Classical Picks" counts) is when I desperately need "music" and "absolute focus" as a bundle package.
And just few hours back, I was played a classical piece by Erich Leinsdorf, and asked to paint a mental picture based on what I hear. I painted...and the colors were splashed unstylishly all over the canvas; my primary school art teacher would have failed me on the spot, I am sure. See, I am one unglam freak. HOWEVER, if daily class-ical music canvas painting can turn me into a creative and imaginative LADY, bring it on, man!
Say hi to the brand new GLAMAROUS lufterz... ...with class and elegance please =)
PS: A gentle reminder before I wrap this up... I LOVE GURMIT!!! This craze gonna last for quite some time so please pardon me ya.
--what some might say --
1:47 AM
1:47 AM
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
It was one unthinkable period.
I picked a fight with my fellow co-workers. I drowned myself in self-generated negative energy. I paid payment but fled without my purchases upon the sight of a familiar face. Geez, why didn't I check myself into IMH, really!
But fortunately, I was given the emotional outlet that I so badly needed. Sorry if I had upset anyone while wallowing in self-pity. Yesh, I was being silly.
Darling, I will buck up...not fuck up. =)
--what some might say --
12:56 AM
12:56 AM
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
I actually gave up my last (and only) chance of getting close to Gurmit Singh 'cos I was shagged. I swear this is the absolute truth. Anyway, everyone was vying for a piece of him...I honestly, seriously didn't want to reduce him to bones. So much for my ego. I still love him nevertheless. =)
The show went pretty okie...except that there was a mini break down in the afternoon. Not tears of sorrow, but tears of extreme frustration. But it was only a 1-minute craziness, and it was back to work after that. My phone never stopped ringing from 9am onwards, and neither did the walkie talkie. They were all requests of all sorts from different folks...70ish outgoing and incoming calls in total within a span of 12 hours...how's that? As hard as I tried, I really couldn't fulfil everyone's requests. And then I had people jumping on me for fuck, not in the literal sense of course. Yes, it was the tourism awards that we were working on, but holy crap! I am not one of the nominees! So fuck off, you god damn son of the bitch.
It's all these silly creatures and screwed up situations that really put me off. I really don't know how long more I can hang on in here 'cos I can feel myself slipping away...from everyone, everything and everywhere.
I can't. I really can't.
--what some might say --
10:57 PM
10:57 PM
Sunday, March 2, 2008
I roamed around town alone this afternoon after the meeting.
I just roamed. Alone. So much craziness going through my mind, and nothing happening in my life. Rid rationality for the few hours, and I might be nothing more than gore now. Why not.
Graduate, so what? I can't remember any Mathematics theories anymore. Like since when can I remember anything?
Events, so what? I am the biggest liability on the company's profile.
Social circle, so what? Oh sorry, social dot.
I wanted so much to cry when I saw a teenage daughter whining to her mummy...'cos I wish I could do the same too.
I just need a good cry. I really really need that.
--what some might say --
1:09 AM
1:09 AM
It's confirmed.
I LOVE GURMIT !
He is SO cute and funny in person. I couldn't stop giggling (can't lol 'cos trying to maintain an "image") throughout the 1-hour meeting, because he is REALLY one live wire. Even more entertaining off stage, I feel. But why one hour only!!!
Well, that's not the important part.
What matters to me is the goodbye kiss. It's sounding kind of crazy, but I wish I had the choice of not washing my face for good. Don't ask me why, I am just attracted to guys like this.
Gurmit is THE man =P
--what some might say --
12:09 AM
12:09 AM