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Tuesday, September 5, 2006

- More doodlings

It's already Wednesday. That was fast, Oh....no,it's Tuesday. Now, that feels about right. I don't know if i should meet him after work, (he left early, you see, for his IPPT). My mum's been a pain in the ass and i just feel like going home. To take a cold shower, sit down and watch telly a bit,( it's been awhile since i caught up with the media), read some magazines to make me feel pleasantly like a girl again with my blanket around me. Yeah, i'll just meet him tomorrow.

I hope i can play soccer tomorrow again. Since my thumb's still swollen and will not recover anytime soon due to the repeated knocks by the big-ass puncher and stupid snappy rubberbands, i am afraid i would have to wear gloves. If the guys allow me to play, that is. If i ain't playing, i might have to go for a jog. This immobility caused by desk bound jobs is plain frustrating.

The weather's been great lately. Inducing others to sleep, but me? I feel more awake every morning in the cold rather than the humid. How else am i gonna rush to the MRT station without breaking a sweat in my work clothes and eliminate the possibility of making me feel stuffy and disgusting ten minutes after i step out of the house?

Ponder over this:
Would you rather burn or freeze to death? Though i like the cold, i'd rather burn.
Hot/Cold showers? I'll take cold showers anytime.
Hot showers make me feel like going to back to sleep and not forgetting the fact that it drains my skin of any moisture it would be fortunate to retain in the first place(due to my smoking and lack of water).
Which reminds me, i have not bought my baby lotion yet. Bleagh.

Just finished filing all the invoices and archiving it. If i hear someone say 'tax invoice', i would scream like the Indian woman mentioned in my earlier 2 entries. Just got to finish stapling the revised forms to the project files. Help Regan clear up some of the project files in his possession and it would be 6 before i could say, 'File it away'. Off i go then.

I hate taking MRTs during peak hours.

I miss him.
Funny, but a boss and a boyfriend is very different, you see.

Trust me.