God Save Me...

I'm BORED. Very Very Very Very Very Very bored.


I have NOTHING, completely NOTHING to do (besides fix up some meetings which will take less than 10 mins and I have to pretend to be busy till 6pm). Why is life so cruel?





I hate my job. A job is a job. A career is something you enjoy. A job pays the bills, you don't care if your office burns down, you pray for your PC to crash every day, you live for public holidays and you plan your leave so carefully that you can take the whole week off when a public holiday is around the corner. This is COPYRIGHT dude - its my damn words.





My boss isn't around, and I normally don't have much to do on normal days, besides handle issues because my team is fucked up which keeps me quite occupied actually, and today he's not here. Yesterday, he wasn't here. I didn't care, I left at 5pm. Nothing to do what!





So today I came at 10am, everyone else was here. Good for them, I'm sure they have things to do right.


It's a very confusing situation, which is better - Be swarmed with work and be occupied all day OR be paid and not have work to do and pretend to be busy when you're not. I'm sure many would say option 2 is Heaven, but I kid you not, it isn't. Having nothing to do is very tiring indeed and I would like to put my incredible brain to use once in a while at work.


It's not fun to pretend to be busy, what do you do? Surf the Internet? You'd run out of things to surf eventually (trust me on this one). Play games? All gaming websites are blocked. Then when someone comes near your table,you gotta pretend you were doing real work. It's frustrating. You get lazier and when there's actual work to do, you won't want to do it. I'd rather go home, play with Lucky, watch tv and spend my time more wisely in the way I want to rather than sit here typing my blog and let others think I'm working hard because they hear my keyboard clicking furiously.





If one day someone comes up to me, pulls up a chair and goes "Show me what you do all day", I'd be stumped, I'll tell you that. Really.


"Ok, so these are the websites I surf all day, I'm very up to date with movies and celebrities and I can tell you a whole bunch of stuff on cats. Oh work, nah. It's done, finished it within the first 30mins of stepping into the office. Coffee, anyone?:





SO 2nd option is to spend my time wisely at the gym, but it's always so crowded and the gym instructors are always watching you like how an eagle watches its prey to know when it can make the kill. I hate it when the newbies approach you, thinking they can strike it bigtime by telling you that you can look better and only they can show you how. Rrrrright.


1pm there's a Body Pump class. I hate it, but its good. My thighs ache like hell, I feel like I'm dying for 1 hr, but I know it's good. Still got 40 mins to kill before i can start making my way to the gym. Perhaps I can spend longer time there, come back, buy my soup, estimate abt 2.30-2.40pm I'll be back in office. Then, there's a couple of hours more to kill till 6pm.


Sigh.





So bored, so bored I'm watching the US presidential elections. Anyone who votes for JOhn & Sarah need to be admitted to a mental institution. Can they just choose Obama and get it over with. Sarah is so pretentious, playing the Power mother of 5 card, boo to her. Big deal she's got Jamie Lynn as a daughter. so what. boo hoo.





I have a $100 Robinsons voucher, I'd like to spend it but nooo I'm stuck here.


My boss is at another office today, his phone keeps ringing, I keep picking it up, repeating the same old line of how he's not here today, u can get him on Bloomberg & email. bla bla bla. Pickng it up is pointless isnt it? Then you have pricks who call his line several times, then immediately call my line and go" Oh he's not at his desk?" I Feel like saying, "He's not? No shit? And we wonder why he didn't pick up the phone the past 4 times you rang."





I just saw Farah's "outdoor" pal, Gato. He's damn damn damn cute. Sigh, I wish I could keep him but that just wouldn't be possible now would it. Lucky is a very jealous cat. I doubt he'd handle it well. He's already jealous when we dont give him 24/7 attention. Poor thing. I miss him so much, gonna see him later. He's such a curious and intuitive fella. Okay 12.30pm already, time to start getting ready for the gym. BRB later

Welcome Back

It's been a really long time since I blogged, because I either ran out of things to say or had way to much to say to write.

Funny thing is that the office has blocked blogspot, thus I can blog but unable to read my own blog. It's silly. But I'm too lazy to move it elsewhere so I shall just continue.

Where shall I begin? Hrm...

Prison Break is back!

Yes! Though not as captivating as the first season, it still rocks. Michael Scofield looks like he has put on some weight though. Sara's back - that's a waste of time. Don't think she ever contributed much to the show, besides being kidnapped over and over again. They should have permanently killed her off and introduced a new love interest for Michael. Or scrap that idea, the show is not about love interests anyway. There's too much action going on for that shit. LJ should play a bigger role instead of just being in one or two scenes and that's it.

Looking forward for Heroes to be back too end Sep!

My cat Lucky.

He's adorable and has grown so much in just 4 mths. I love him to death, always worried about whether he's okay, or whether he's healthy. He's got a nasty biting habit that doesn't seem to go away, I've got scratches all over my hands and he only seems to do it to me.

It's very sad because I don't know what to do. I don't know if he's being aggressive or dislikes me, or he's bullying me because I spoil him, or he's just plain playing. As he didn't have any mother/litter mates, he might not know that he's very aggressive. I also wonder if it will go away once he gets sterilized. What if it doesn't, or worst till what if he's allergic to anesthetic? 1 in 1000 cats are allergic to anesthetic, and someone I know had a cat who was and the poor guy passed away due to the procedure. So we've decided to get his bloodwork done in advance to know if he's allergic or not. I had no idea there was such a thing, in fact if I didn't hear about this, God knows if I would have known there was such a thing as vets these days do not inform pet owners of this. Apparently you're supposed to know.

Well, I'm 1/4 through the Cat Bible book I bought (though its sort of repetitive of whatever I've read online) so hopefully I can cover more areas.

Though for his biting, I'm really at wits end. I don't know what to do. Singapore vets are useless, we've sought 3 vets advise, all giving the same standard "advise" if you were to call it such, none worked. Geez....

Office

There's a new clown in town and he's a clown indeed. First day, he pissed off several people by demanding things. If I am new in the office, isn't there some discretion or some good 1st impression I would like to show others? This joker was already throwing around his weight man, thinking he's so high and mighty.

His contract is not finalized yet but he demands to start work, I was quite ecstatic when HR told him to fugg off and not come in till he is supposed to, oh wait wait, then he refuses to go on a trip if he has to incur an admin charge on his credit card, prob less than $50?

Dear God, why do you create such jokers and infuse them with such thoughts that they rule the world?

Anyway I can't be bothered to entertain him, I hardly spoke to him unless necessary and if he thinks he can boss me around, he should get acquainted with the bottom of my shoe cos it'll meet his fugly face preetay soon.

What's wrong with these people? Am I the only sane one here? Or am I the only moralled one here? Probaby the latter. Rich people seems to keep their morals in their attic. (I'm sure not all, but this bunch sure does). Sheesh.

School

Not quite pleased with school results for last term, but then again I guess I did slack off. Oh well, school's starting again today. Yipee.. totally uh..looking...forrrward.. to it. yup. 4 mths of studying, no life, exams, assignments, no life, weekends burnt, only books I'll be reading are texbooks, doing group work on weekends, returning home after 10pm twice a week. Ahhh the good life. Mid sems, final, taking the leave I don't have to study.

I'm hungry, it's 12.20pm, I had half a bowl of Honey stars for breakfast (cos it ran out) and I'm hungry. And we can't go till after 1pm cos it'll be crowded. I hate Raffles Place. No one can eat in peace. and when you lunch with others, you gotta accomodate their timing too. maybe i shld have gone to the gym after all. saves all the trouble.

now what shall i have for dinner.....