I don't know which one is it now.
I'm having a headache right now...not the one that I've had for the last 2 weeks. (I think that was tension headache since it felt like someone was pressing against my temples all the time.)
It's a different one today. One that I feel like I have to lie down the whole day and not move my head higher than my legs, i.e. parallel.
I don't think I've had excessive sleep since I've only had 9 hours which was pretty normal for me on a weekend. Hangover's kinda out as well since I've only had a few drinks last night, and I wasn't even sorta high when I got back home. So what is it?
I dunno.
But since I've had these stupid headaches for the last 2 weeks it's driving me nuts. I can't think or function properly when I have headaches. Makes me cranky and irrational sometimes.
OK, all the time.
Been taking plenty of water but trying to stay off the painkillers. I hate having to resort to them unless it's absolutely necessary.
Probably, I'll convince myself that it IS tension headache, since the case I'm working on for the last two weeks didn't come to a conclusive end that I would have liked.
And I'm sticking to that.
God, how I wished it would go away now. Stupid headache.
Sunday 29 June 2008
Thursday 26 June 2008
Rain = Depressed
When I'm typing this, it's still chucking down out there, and it's been so since 5.
Why does it always have to bloody rain when it's almost time to go home. And it's always, I mean, ALWAYS, bright and sunny when it's office hours.
As if it wasn't bad enough that I had a rough night, I had one of the busiest but most unproductive day at work, PLUS, was caught still at work after half five, twice in a week by the COO. And it didn't help that what I was working on was still the same thing I worked on for the last 2 weeks.
It's as if I'm in a nightmare that's replaying again and again. Like deja vu, but not a good one.
Thank goodness the little brown envelope came around 4. At least this week AND month is finally coming to an end.
June has been a nightmare.
Why does it always have to bloody rain when it's almost time to go home. And it's always, I mean, ALWAYS, bright and sunny when it's office hours.
As if it wasn't bad enough that I had a rough night, I had one of the busiest but most unproductive day at work, PLUS, was caught still at work after half five, twice in a week by the COO. And it didn't help that what I was working on was still the same thing I worked on for the last 2 weeks.
It's as if I'm in a nightmare that's replaying again and again. Like deja vu, but not a good one.
Thank goodness the little brown envelope came around 4. At least this week AND month is finally coming to an end.
June has been a nightmare.
Tuesday 24 June 2008
Salsa tonight.....NOT
Well...actually I was all psyched up for it already.
But then my housemate got into an accident so we didn't have the mood to go.
Plus, my legs feel a bit wobbly from yesterday, so I thought it'd didn't matter anyway.
ANYWAY...
I might have new company here sometime later in the year! Don't wanna jinx anything so not gonna talk more on it. (And also the fact that I don't really know what's going on.) But I'm so so so excited about it.
Well, yeah. Of course, not like SOMEONE, who prefers to drink alone and not visit me even that someone has loads of time to spare and nothing to do until months later.
But then my housemate got into an accident so we didn't have the mood to go.
Plus, my legs feel a bit wobbly from yesterday, so I thought it'd didn't matter anyway.
ANYWAY...
I might have new company here sometime later in the year! Don't wanna jinx anything so not gonna talk more on it. (And also the fact that I don't really know what's going on.) But I'm so so so excited about it.
Well, yeah. Of course, not like SOMEONE, who prefers to drink alone and not visit me even that someone has loads of time to spare and nothing to do until months later.
Monday 23 June 2008
Hip Hop Tonight
Yes, Hip Hop.
Yes, tonight.
Yes, at the gym.
OMG! I haven't danced in ages and so I thought I'd pick up something I'm familiar with, like dancing, for example. I haven't exactly done pure Hip Hop before, but I didn't think that it'll be that hard, right?
WRONG!!!
Because I haven't danced (free-style like) in a while, I found that my body expressions were quite stiff at the class today. To the point that it looks awkward. (Never expected that to happen to me...not in this life, no.)
How can this bloody happen??!?!!
But at least I slowly got used to the movements towards the end of the class and slowly got into the moves.
It was only then I realized.
I could do it when I'm doing it alone.
Not when there're loads of people doing the same thing together.
Well, same thing...but not the same thing. When we were asked to go at our own pace, people literally went at THEIR own pace. Own beat, own style, own speed, own count, own moves, all at the same time. So how confusing will it get if you see that in the mirror?
Very.
I'm still stiff lar...and I'm still wondering how the hell that happened to me. (That is NOT, not not, NOT supposed to happen!)
Going for salsa dancing tomorrow...at least I'm better at that. Not as stiff. Still got the moves. HAHAHAHA!
(OMG, I sound like an auntie...)
Yes, tonight.
Yes, at the gym.
OMG! I haven't danced in ages and so I thought I'd pick up something I'm familiar with, like dancing, for example. I haven't exactly done pure Hip Hop before, but I didn't think that it'll be that hard, right?
WRONG!!!
Because I haven't danced (free-style like) in a while, I found that my body expressions were quite stiff at the class today. To the point that it looks awkward. (Never expected that to happen to me...not in this life, no.)
How can this bloody happen??!?!!
But at least I slowly got used to the movements towards the end of the class and slowly got into the moves.
It was only then I realized.
I could do it when I'm doing it alone.
Not when there're loads of people doing the same thing together.
Well, same thing...but not the same thing. When we were asked to go at our own pace, people literally went at THEIR own pace. Own beat, own style, own speed, own count, own moves, all at the same time. So how confusing will it get if you see that in the mirror?
Very.
I'm still stiff lar...and I'm still wondering how the hell that happened to me. (That is NOT, not not, NOT supposed to happen!)
Going for salsa dancing tomorrow...at least I'm better at that. Not as stiff. Still got the moves. HAHAHAHA!
(OMG, I sound like an auntie...)
Sunday 22 June 2008
It's been a boring weekend
Why?
Because it's the end of the month and I've used up my shopping fund for the month. Hence, I stayed at home all weekend, except when I'm at the gym or Morrisons to get my weekly groceries.
I've cleaned my room, did all my laundry and ironing, changed my sheets and towels, sorted out my wardrobe, and browsed on eBay to find the most suitable shoe rack for my collection of shoes.
In fact, I did find one! One which is extendable and could fit up to 24 pairs of shoes. And if I buy 2 of them, I can stack them up and make them fit twice as much. Problem is...I don't think I'll be able to reach the last 2 racks on top. Hmm... So probably I'll just get one first.
I can't wait for Monday. That's what I hate after a busy week: the weekends. I just get my momentum thrown off (especially if I'm starting something new) by the weekends and struggle to get my momentum back on Monday.
Because it's the end of the month and I've used up my shopping fund for the month. Hence, I stayed at home all weekend, except when I'm at the gym or Morrisons to get my weekly groceries.
I've cleaned my room, did all my laundry and ironing, changed my sheets and towels, sorted out my wardrobe, and browsed on eBay to find the most suitable shoe rack for my collection of shoes.
In fact, I did find one! One which is extendable and could fit up to 24 pairs of shoes. And if I buy 2 of them, I can stack them up and make them fit twice as much. Problem is...I don't think I'll be able to reach the last 2 racks on top. Hmm... So probably I'll just get one first.
I can't wait for Monday. That's what I hate after a busy week: the weekends. I just get my momentum thrown off (especially if I'm starting something new) by the weekends and struggle to get my momentum back on Monday.
Saturday 14 June 2008
Incredible Tales
How much weight have I put on since I came over to the UK?
The hand on the scales probably doesn't say as much as what I'm going to reveal.
Went lingerie shopping today. Found out today (years and years later after my first bra) that I'm now a36B 34D.
It's either I've put on that much weight; OR the auntie selling Triumph in The Store just simply didn't know what she was doing trying to squeeze me into the wrong size.
I knew something was wrong...
The new bras are HUMONGOUS, I tell you. Such a vast difference from what I had. When I put them together just for a comparison, it's like half the size of what I bought today. What a revelation!!!
And I saw loads of weird people in La Senza today. (I think generally people like that exist anywhere in the world but it's so hilarious when you do see the things they do in person.)
Group 1:
A couple, the wife/gf/partner is trying to pick a style when the guy said, "Is that what you're wearing? That is unbelievable. These things are as big as my head! It's a hammock, not a bra!". It wasn't in a low key manner, and there're loads of people in the shop at that time. Lady said, "I've already gone down 2 sizes from what I used to be!"
OKAY..............
*silently floats away from this weird pair*
Group 2:
A family of 3, with a suspicious looking father and a girl around 6-7 years old. Was walking behind them trying to get out of the shop when the father was OBVIOUSLY blocking my way. Apparently he was "admiring" the displays and items in the shop. The mother hissed, "Stop touching all the women's underwear!". He said, "I can't help it, they're so pretty! I'm trying to imagine you in them."
EWW.......
Let me explain what is wrong in this situation. No 1, I think this is something you generally wouldn't say out loud in the presence of loads of strangers because I don't think they really wanna know, and No 2, definitely not something you will have a conversation about in front of your 6-7 year old daughter.
Group 3:
Actually, this is not a group, it's just one person. I was trying to get past her when she picked up something and started scrutinizing it. (I don't know why but that's what it seemed like to me at that time.) I said excuse me. She frantically droped the bra back on the rail and scuttled away, looking terrified.
Am I that scary? I think not.
And many others that I don't think it's worth mentioning.
Come to think of it, it was extremely crowded today. Probably it's the sun, that's why everyone's like out there to fight for that patch of land for that bit of sunshine before it's gone.
The hand on the scales probably doesn't say as much as what I'm going to reveal.
Went lingerie shopping today. Found out today (years and years later after my first bra) that I'm now a
It's either I've put on that much weight; OR the auntie selling Triumph in The Store just simply didn't know what she was doing trying to squeeze me into the wrong size.
I knew something was wrong...
The new bras are HUMONGOUS, I tell you. Such a vast difference from what I had. When I put them together just for a comparison, it's like half the size of what I bought today. What a revelation!!!
And I saw loads of weird people in La Senza today. (I think generally people like that exist anywhere in the world but it's so hilarious when you do see the things they do in person.)
Group 1:
A couple, the wife/gf/partner is trying to pick a style when the guy said, "Is that what you're wearing? That is unbelievable. These things are as big as my head! It's a hammock, not a bra!". It wasn't in a low key manner, and there're loads of people in the shop at that time. Lady said, "I've already gone down 2 sizes from what I used to be!"
OKAY..............
*silently floats away from this weird pair*
Group 2:
A family of 3, with a suspicious looking father and a girl around 6-7 years old. Was walking behind them trying to get out of the shop when the father was OBVIOUSLY blocking my way. Apparently he was "admiring" the displays and items in the shop. The mother hissed, "Stop touching all the women's underwear!". He said, "I can't help it, they're so pretty! I'm trying to imagine you in them."
EWW.......
Let me explain what is wrong in this situation. No 1, I think this is something you generally wouldn't say out loud in the presence of loads of strangers because I don't think they really wanna know, and No 2, definitely not something you will have a conversation about in front of your 6-7 year old daughter.
Group 3:
Actually, this is not a group, it's just one person. I was trying to get past her when she picked up something and started scrutinizing it. (I don't know why but that's what it seemed like to me at that time.) I said excuse me. She frantically droped the bra back on the rail and scuttled away, looking terrified.
Am I that scary? I think not.
And many others that I don't think it's worth mentioning.
Come to think of it, it was extremely crowded today. Probably it's the sun, that's why everyone's like out there to fight for that patch of land for that bit of sunshine before it's gone.
Monday 9 June 2008
The Uncertainty of Life
You really never know what's gonna happen.
One minute you can be alive, the next you can be dead.
Life is truly indeed like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get.
But for most people, their lives are like a box of cheap Asda chocolates. Never gonna know what you'll get and probably nothing great if anything good ever comes out of it.
Good people don't deserve this.
**************************
After thinking for a while, this thing comes back to me again.
Never take things for granted. Because they aren't.
One minute you can be alive, the next you can be dead.
Life is truly indeed like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get.
But for most people, their lives are like a box of cheap Asda chocolates. Never gonna know what you'll get and probably nothing great if anything good ever comes out of it.
Good people don't deserve this.
**************************
After thinking for a while, this thing comes back to me again.
Never take things for granted. Because they aren't.
Sunday 8 June 2008
12.45am on a Sunday morning...
At the moment when I'm typing this, I practically just got back from work.
Yes, people. I was at work wee hours in the morning on a weekend. Stuff...can't really explain, but then since I got chaperoned, didn't have to walk, and am getting paid...I'm not complaining.
READ: I LOVE BEING A WORKAHOLIC!
********************
On a totally unrelated subject, I was out in town today for a movie.
AHA! Finally watched Sex and the City now. Didn't let me down; High fashion, huge drama, and loads of scenes that make you go "Awww..." (both platonic and non). Of course, there're parts where you would just want to see it happening your way, but hey, life's never like that, now, does it?
But I think the most realistic part now is that they're telling the story of 40-year-old women, and at the same time they're actually showing that it is. Yes, they're all still svelte and all (it's still LA & NY, that's why), but you can see (most obviously) from their faces that it has definitely been a fair few years since we last saw them.
Then it struck me. Again. On the reflection I saw in the mirror that morning itself.
Some teeny, tiny lines that are on the verge of making their debut. (I'm not going to say where coz I'm still in denial.)
Running low on my skincare supplies, I made some purchases in vain hopes that I could save my skin from deteriorating further, and pretend that I'm going to be 21 forever, and it's easier for collagen to stay on and fats off.
Got some freebies and samples. But then again, why aren't the samples nowadays coming in nice decent bottles? Instead they come in foil-wrapped packages and could only be dispensed once.
Oohh, and I saw this ad on the Metro the other day, and Glamour was giving away Benefit lipgloss with every mag, so I "chiong" and bought myself a copy that day itself. And because I liked it so much, I probably did the most outrageous thing I've ever done this year so far.
I bought another 2 copies of the same magazine that came with 2 other different colours of the lipgloss. (It's worth it since I saw they usually cost about 13 pounds at the counter. The magazine costed only 2 quid.)
Because I bloody well deserve it.
Yes, people. I was at work wee hours in the morning on a weekend. Stuff...can't really explain, but then since I got chaperoned, didn't have to walk, and am getting paid...I'm not complaining.
READ: I LOVE BEING A WORKAHOLIC!
********************
On a totally unrelated subject, I was out in town today for a movie.
AHA! Finally watched Sex and the City now. Didn't let me down; High fashion, huge drama, and loads of scenes that make you go "Awww..." (both platonic and non). Of course, there're parts where you would just want to see it happening your way, but hey, life's never like that, now, does it?
But I think the most realistic part now is that they're telling the story of 40-year-old women, and at the same time they're actually showing that it is. Yes, they're all still svelte and all (it's still LA & NY, that's why), but you can see (most obviously) from their faces that it has definitely been a fair few years since we last saw them.
Then it struck me. Again. On the reflection I saw in the mirror that morning itself.
Some teeny, tiny lines that are on the verge of making their debut. (I'm not going to say where coz I'm still in denial.)
Running low on my skincare supplies, I made some purchases in vain hopes that I could save my skin from deteriorating further, and pretend that I'm going to be 21 forever, and it's easier for collagen to stay on and fats off.
Got some freebies and samples. But then again, why aren't the samples nowadays coming in nice decent bottles? Instead they come in foil-wrapped packages and could only be dispensed once.
Oohh, and I saw this ad on the Metro the other day, and Glamour was giving away Benefit lipgloss with every mag, so I "chiong" and bought myself a copy that day itself. And because I liked it so much, I probably did the most outrageous thing I've ever done this year so far.
I bought another 2 copies of the same magazine that came with 2 other different colours of the lipgloss. (It's worth it since I saw they usually cost about 13 pounds at the counter. The magazine costed only 2 quid.)
Because I bloody well deserve it.
Sunday 1 June 2008
June
I can't freaking believe that it's June already?!?!??!
What the hell happened to January, February, March, April and May?
(I do know what happened but it just didn't seem that long ago.)
Anyway, in case anyone's wondering, I've been busy for the past 2 weeks.
Work, Bank Holiday weekend in Newcastle, then work again. Plus...my housemate kind of over-downloaded and busted our capping for the month so had to wait until the next month to get our internet subscription resumed. (Either that or the landlord had just blatantly forgotten to pay the bill.)
But all in all, I need to catch up on my sleep for the past week. The weekend in Newcastle and the party last night is draining me of my energy.
Age is catching up with me. Being 24 sucks.
What the hell happened to January, February, March, April and May?
(I do know what happened but it just didn't seem that long ago.)
Anyway, in case anyone's wondering, I've been busy for the past 2 weeks.
Work, Bank Holiday weekend in Newcastle, then work again. Plus...my housemate kind of over-downloaded and busted our capping for the month so had to wait until the next month to get our internet subscription resumed. (Either that or the landlord had just blatantly forgotten to pay the bill.)
But all in all, I need to catch up on my sleep for the past week. The weekend in Newcastle and the party last night is draining me of my energy.
Age is catching up with me. Being 24 sucks.
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