a Journey

my time back has past in a whirl and i'm still trying to figure out where my 14 days went to. i know there was that conference paper, and the conferences and the meeting with the client... but that's still a week unaccounted for! maybe the cny festivities ate it all up. but i do know i'm still missing a movie. and that time is spread too thin sometimes. "brief" is an understatement for the 3 hours that i spent with some dear ones before i see them again in 6 months... or maybe more :|

but i remember texas holdem! it was lovely the way the weight of the chips was weighing heavily on my side. it feels good winning half the house chips ;) maybe if ever i really, really, run out in melbourne, i could always try Crown :p and then there was the mahjong at ah-gong's 80th birthday... i think they're going to ban the family from the clubhouse for sometime. talk about a topsy-turvy family: the adults were mixing the drinks for us and we were the ones playing the mahjong. well, at least it explains the giggly adults and the fact that it took 3 adults to help one of the younger ones out with the mahjong. well, but ah-gong wooped our butts alright.

cny was a blur, and what really stands out is the fact that the extended: and by this i really mean EXTENDED family should really meet up soon. otherwise i'll keep getting mistaken as someone else's sister/girlfriend/daughter... whatever. hmm, guess i really don't look like papa.

and this is about all i can remember now. oh and the fact that mambo night was such a bitter horrible disappointment. the crowd was underaged i think in velvet... and for the service, what service?

I am starting to worry about the amount of coffee I've consumed in the month that I've been here... and I seriously worry about the damage Iam inflicting on myself via instant coffee mixes. What excatly do manufacturers put in them Nescafe instant mixes?
Or the Maxwell House ones... or the Mocca ones...
And so I really think I'm having a packet one too many :|

Last night at Charlie's Corner was really sweet. Fish 'n' chips were fantastic, although Charles and Carlin thought otherwise about the chips. I say, potato wedges would help you accept them homemade chips (broad and flat) better. *giggles* Had Erdinger dark served to me in a tall long glass. It was estimated to be 750ml. *gulps* Oh wells, the boys had Stella Artois and Hoegarden (role reversal! Poor waiter was so confused as to which beer was for who!) ;)Followed by a nice chill out at George's where I learnt this: smoking makes a person s l o w e r. drinking makes me dumber. Was losing at taiti cos I was so high from the Erdinger, then the guys started smoking. Then I started to win. :) ooH, and there was a wee lil' gurl at the pub with her parents. She looked like a little young adult sitting on the bar stool amidst all the um, of age people (age range 16-50s) making a nuisance of ourselves! She was one of the rare few dignified ones in the pub when we left at closing time. *blushes* I think she's only 9 years old at most and she was such a Miss! She was sitting there playing dice with her dad, making song dedications and surveying the scene of intoxicated pub crawlers every once in awhile. Pity I was too sloshed to get a picture with her. Charles had a great night (just smile! stop trying to hide the smile!) too with his lil' Missy too who he's been trying to get for the past week or so. Anyway, Bedok Simpang's roti prata's really good with milo-peng. ;)
So basically it was getting fed, fat and high all in a matter of a few hours.

An indulgent, slovenly night of -drinking-getting high-feasting-

*yawns*stretches*

It feels really good to be sick...

Cos it seems to be the only way I can get the rest I need!

Yes, I have a sleep debt so HUMoNGoUS,

It's weighing my face down by way of my eye bags.

*BAH*

Met up with sweet ol' Ern yesterday for the doc's prescription:

Rest, rest and more rest.

Caffeine can only do so much for you

After which everything just goes downhill.

Or rather, stops functioning TOTALLY

I'm happy with my day of rest

Although my mind's still weighed down with the projects at hand.

My mantra?

Hush my over-active, workaholic brain. *Shuddup*

I will do my work, when I'm done with my chillin'.

Elaine and Wanting are holed up in the editing lab today.

I feel really really awful!

But I know that if I don't take my break today,

I won't be functioning at all for the next few days.

Today is the day I put into practise my ability to say 'No'.

Although I do feel this naggy feeling telling me that I should be at skool with them.

I know that I should just ignore that irritating lil' voice and learn to cut back.

Learn to chill.

*sigh* when did I get to be this way? I don't know.

I never had a problem prioritising (did I spell it right? *oops*).

Yet ever since I entered uni,

My time management has just gone down the whooshy drain.

I need more 'me' time.

I want to be able to talk at more earthly hours with my Dear.

My gurls need to see more of me.

My family needs to see a nicer me

Instead of the grouch that returns home exhausted

Drained from the day's happenings.

tis are e lovely peeps who helped me destress on Fri nite/Sat morn. *smiles*

 

and... they really got into e mood *raises eyebrows*eyebrow raising*

 tis was given to me by someone, who probably got a kick out of me stumbling off and on e seating area towards e wee hours of e morn. need to ask john n carlin for e full details. um, it's made of tissue. very delicate, quite interesting... *hee*