The Simple Pleasures in Life

There's nothing like a dip in the pool after the rain. When the water is comfortably cool and the wind caresses your wet face... Sighs. Life is good when you have the time to enjoy it.

Meow Meow

There she sat, 2 seats away from me... happily scratching her ears and peeking at the silver watch the guy right next to her was wearing. What struck me was her eyes. Big brown almond shaped eyes, sitting there happily. Pretending to be a cat. A very pretty one too. And she can sing and dance...

The musical had me entranced. Ok... I was abit groggy during the first half, but I can't help but be utterly captivated by the whole dancing cats routine. I was skeptical about the musical. Cats?! Singing and Dancing?! Gimme a break! Geez... But boy was I wrong. When you have a whole pack of them singing, dancing and purring in front of you, they are a sight to behold! Especially when they are all gorgeous and have tight buns and no wobbly bits when they dance... in tights. Hiak hiak hiak. I sound perverky... mmm.

It's amazing the amount of talent that was on display by the performers. Sighs... It must be damn fun to be backstage preparing for the show, putting on makeup, feeling the jitters before they go on stage. Such an interesting life! And they get to jet around the world performing. How cool is that? Wohoo! It's so damn cool to be ang moh cats... S'pore cats are just plain boring unadventurous creatures. Sighsisghs. Sometimes I wish I'm born angmoh, then I won't be this manufactured boring engineer... come to think of it.. even if I'm not an engineer, I'll probably be some boring accountant or teacher or programmer. Bleah, typing out those jobs make me wanna sleep as well.

Anyway, I saw this show by Belinda where she travel to different areas of the world to find Singaporeans and see how they are doing. There was this young boy learning piano in this country where I don't even know where it is. And there was this young couple, just 27, in Papua New Guinea, working and setting up a church. All these people are so impressive. Going all out to follow their dreams. :) Warms my heart that there are people who break out of the mould to follow their hearts.

Okie... gotto go back to find this irritating thing which I gotto prepare for the Beng's Tekan. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *Evil Laughter*

"But You are YOUNGER than 34 right?"

Yes. Stabbed in the heart with just a simple question by a 24 year old. Who would have thought that the cute little girl (ok fine... some can say she's not cute) in the picture will be hitting the big 3-0 soon. I mean... what... you mean you can't tell I'm not 30 yet. Shit... ask me such a question. Sighsighs. Do I look old? Am I haggard? How old do you think I'm.... geez... Women and their insecurities. Sometimes I wish I'm Bao... she looks forever21. And here I'm unhappily ageing away...

So what do I do with the rest of my life? I don't have much time if I want a change, especially at such an advanced age. I need to get out of smelling stinky solder, squatting in climatics chamber, meeting impossible deadlines... but what can I do? Need to plan for my future.

Ah well... but too busy now. Gotto start seriously thinking after the big day.

HATE ME JOB!

Must... listen... to J... Mraz... help......

Hear the wedding bells chime....

I was thinking that my previous few posts were unhappy posts. Which seems to give the loopsided illusion that my life is sucky. But the problem is... I usually write when I'm upset or stressed or simply cos' I'm bored. Nevertheless.... I shall try to bring a little balance back into my blogs by writing about happy stuff!

Frankly... my brain is kinda numb... I know I should be bloody excited... or crazy looking forward to my wedding day. But somehow, the reality of things haven't seeped in yet. I just feel darn busy... But thankfully, the Quah is amazingly competent. He is the one running the whole show. From checking up on the new flat to doing the montage and preparing the invitation cards. And despite the craziness, he still manages to pick me up everyday when I OT unhappily into the night.

I was actually thinking one day when I was super tired and I stepped out from the office lift to see the Quah waiting for me besides his car, that if like in those movies when the female lead gets amnesia and can't remember her husband or something but they suddenly have headaches and some flash-backs...? I think what I will recollect will be a mysteriously shadowily short figure standing by the car, or someone in a singlet opening an umbrella to shelter me on a rainy day (but the umbrella will strategically cover the face). Or a man emerging from the darkness with 2 cups of peach green bubble tea.... Hmmm...

Anway, I am also glad my sisters are there to help me... even though I'm enforcing on them to wear pink. :P. OKOK! I know pink dresses are hard to find...

Sighs... all I want to do is to lie on my grassy patch and watch the world go by.... or tinkle on my piano and hum a little tune. LALALALALALALALife is wonderful! LALALALALALALALALife is beautiful!

Ok... back to sticking the insets to the cards.

LALALALALALALALALife is meaningful.

So what if I choose to be in this line and still ain't good at it. Suckers!

This is a super venting post. I'm afraid if I don't vent. I'm gonna explode. Ok, let's say you are a super duper ultimate fantastic worker and you move quickly through the ranks to be a super high flying manager. And under you are some workers who may not be "up to your standard". And you tell them that well.. too bad... you choose to be in this line, so don't give you shit about not knowing your work well enough. What kind of F*** is that. Give people a bloody chance to learn lar. Besides, you are just lucky you are in a line that is good to you. One day the tables may turn and I hope you kana retribution. POS. *FYI... the person in question who kana is not me. But I suspect sooner or later... I'll be condemned cos' I'm neither technically inclined or am I blessed with a glib tongue to get me out of sticky situations.*

Beware evil-doers.... just because you are good at this job you are in... and you think it makes you king and you can start antagonizing people who are weaker than you just because you are in a position of authority. Think again. You may just be a GOONDU in other areas... and a really pathetic human being. So what if you digest resistors and capacitors for lunch and you can actually see electrons move. And you are like Keanu Reeves in the Matrix when it comes to eliminating bugs. But when you behave like that. You are Pathetic with a BIG PPPPPPPP. PPPPPPIECE OF SHIT YOU. Ok...

End of vent. Feel better... whoosh.