it’s very sad to know that when we’re not standing on the same line/ looking at the same direction/ fighting for the same reasons anymore, we become enemies. i heard that you’re making things more complicated than it already is. and, i wonder why…….
someone told me this, ‘you know, it is actually possible for friends to break up…’
now i understand what does it mean..
I love everything about Thailand. From the cheap roadside foods, to the day-night markets you find everywhere in Bangkok city, to the moments of awkwardness that you need to explain something with body language, to the total benefits and freedom I got from my job.
However, when things like Rally, Demonstration, Close-Airport, Bomb, Grenades, Explosion, Fights, Bribes etc suddenly appear in our smiley lives, you know bad days are near. I have a pair of tickets to escape to Vietnam this weekend but I am a little worried that I can’t even make it to the airport.
They should really consider underground transportation system. Or air.
Or start practising Buddhism aka stop fighting. Ohmmm..
updated: Vietnam is not happening, but will be in Cambodia from Sat-Mon! 
Last night a ghost frog was haunting people in my dream – I made friends with it and it eventually saved me when I was on some crazy pogo-stick style contraption that everyone was using for transport. These bad boys would bounce u up real high – mine went outa control, I was spinning around&upside down way taller than any of the houses – ghost frog… See More had freaky powers & made sure I landed safely. He still grossed me out cos he was slimey & dead but I got over it. I took him to a hiphop night in a church – we wer meeting u there – he told me u had killed him, that’s why he haunted ppl – then because he got that off his chest he disappeared & haunted folk no more. I think you killed him by accident, he didn’t know how, u wouldn’t say. It was a warm summers night, the stars were out & we all walked home along a beach beside a marina.
I don’t know why but you’re missed. Very.
Good and easy days are over. I can’t see them from here. March marks a point where everything will start to turn bigger, faster and crazier. Preparing for a U.S. trip is really not an enjoyable thing to do. It sucks big time. Seriously. But I want to get some sun in Florida and then some cold in Greensboro before I hop over to Las Vegas for some good times.
March has never been easier.
Sigh. I can’t find a word to describe this situation now.
Back from Taiwan with greater tasks which include losing the pounds I gained from eating too much Chinese foods, and starting to do some serious work.
Stop slack.
Next trip – Saigon!
Bigger, Stronger, Faster, Harder, Bolder, Whatever..
Jobscope is getting bigger. Mind needs to be stronger. Things are going faster. Everyone else is getting smarter. Life is getting harder. I need to be bolder. But anyways, whatever.
I’m constipated.
We were supposed to take an evening to sit down for a coffee, and plan our Taiwan trip together cause the boyfriend is leaving for mission again this Sunday. We better do it this week, or we shall wander off the Taipei streets with aimless objectives.
But I have been sleeping forever, all thanks to the unknown stuff I proudly stuff into my weak stomache for the past few days. It all started from last Friday with all the glorious foods with the clients who were in town, and most of them are clean since we eat in the restaurants but I reckon too many different types of foods range from raw Jap, to meaty Viet, to overloaded Chinese to spicy Thai, to my alltimefavourite Mcds, then finally two rounds of Thai-Chinese seafoods with lotsa of Oysters and steamed Prawns that made the last strike to my stomache.
I am down with food poisoning. As usual, I don’t like hospital visit. You have to agree with me that 2 hospital visits in 2 months is not an auspicious sign. I am always dreadful about it. They want to put me on the glucose drips but of course I wouldn’t agree. So that left the boyfriend with one option – not getting enough rest, feeding me with saline water and medicine all night, and still have to struggle to get to work this morning.
This is not fun at all. I promise I will start eating healthily and be very careful of what I put into my mouth next time. It’s a big promise because I know I will never see Double Cheeseburger again. #FML
I was dreadful about the pain of waiting for those slowmos to finish my work for the past few weeks and now, finally they moved their asses and completed it, I am again swamped with abundant of work that I am too, dreadful about. Urgh. Swamped is an understatement. I foresee a period coming like a full storm that will blow me into pieces. It is overwhelming. But I didn’t forget to stop for a bit, take a breathe and get a few drinks with the friends. Still able to make time for a round of afternoon beer with the folks and a night of blasty beezer Culture One that left me with 3 hours of sleep but didn’t stop me from being energetic and motivated again to move things forward is always a good sign. I reckon that.
Tomorrow is important. One of the most important days in three months. We had a lot of good meetings for the past few weeks, finalising the action plans, and soon it will be the time to execute them. And to tell you something, that also means I will be in Singapore for at least once a month, and each time, a full week. I am not sure if I should be happy or sad about it. I shall think about that later.
But tonight, it is a very important night too. Because the boyfriend who changed his flight to arrive one day earlier in Bangkok is already on the way to Tokyo and then Bangkok. It has been too long..but I am more than happy each time he is back in my arms again. But you know what, this is just the beginning. Come March, we will be suffering from the missing-you-missing-me symptoms again but this time, guess what..positions will be swapped!
Now, come what may.
Somehow, I feel like I’m losing the ability to blog. No time, no mood, no passion, no wants, no need, no events and just plainly nothing to blog about. I can’t possibly just talk about the locations of the boyfriend now, can I? Lets leave that to his Facebook wall that has been doing a pretty good job, until only recently. But oh well, change is good.
Nothing to blog about. No time to blog. I am doomed. I mean, this space is.
But 5 minutes ago, I went to Red’s space and there’s this little column at the bottom saying that Red came to this space 2 days ago. Well, I was thinking, if I stop blogging, or close down this site, Red will be disappointed. This is not the only channel to deliver a message, but at least we have more privacy here than on Facebook.
Well, Red..what shall I blog about? Hmmm..The few hundreds pictures I printed are still lying on the floor, undone. I bought the scotchtape though. But I guess it is better to store them in a frame to keep them forever. So, that will also give me a chance to shop for your little presents too.
I know, it has been too long.
HmMMmMMmmmmm….
..simple things can make you very happy. Like..looking at the boyfriend getting ready for work in 14,163 kilometers away.
Uno Dos Tres alallala!