Personal Work

Facebook, Twitter and even Plurk. If it isn’t obvious by now, these accounts were never for personal use. In my line of work, such social networking sites are essential to stay connected with the relevant parties and to keep oneself updated and in the loop of things.

Sadly, these sites can’t be freely used as I hope for. Watching what I type or express is necessary to keep the peace at times.

But don’t mistake this blog as the writing space that allows me true freedom of expression. Whatever is put up on the Internet, is always up for scrutiny. The only difference is, blogs such as mine aren’t as widely circulated as all the other entries on the abovementioned spaces. If I do reveal it to you, it means you are on my circle of trust. If you take the effort to trawl through the web and found this blog, good for you.

So, what’s with this post? One, to comment about a colleague’s recent post which made me wonder if I had inadvertently irritated the said person.

This links back to a recent conversation with friends that made me realize that the lifestyle I lead, fun and interesting as it might sound, it is a shallow life.

It’s true, when you turn 30, you do reflect on the last 30 years. Some good, some bad, but all necessary to make me who I am today.

Liberation from Guilt

Some drinks, and a few questions later, I got wind of a lot more info about a certain person in the office. And the unethical and unprofessional things that has been done.

And I feel much better, because it told me that I am not the only person who has a problem with the said person. In fact, the things that transpired, is sufficient for me to build a case and keep the person in check from ever pulling such a stunt again.

In some ways, I have this feeling that the said person knows that I’ve already got the damning evidence, to the point that the person has to tread carefully with me lest I turn against him.

Oh, but surely, once the dice is tossed, I will show my hand. And make sure justice is done for all the wrong done to the other people.

Faster, than a Speeding Bullet!

Yes. I get off from seeing high download speeds.

Proof that I’m a geek. Bite me.

Edit: Just saw it spike to 906KB/Sec. These are what we call legen…. wait for it… dary speeds!

Signs of Growing Up

I’m not for celebrating birthdays, because to me, it’s just another day. Not because I dread turning old, in fact, I relish in the fact that I’m reaching 30 this year.

So the family wanted to do a dinner just for this. While I don’t like to do such birthday dinners, I agreed just because it gives my parents the opportunity to have a dinner with my brother and sister-in-law who don’t stay with me.

And what really irked me, is how the two of them started bickering in front of my parents.

So, what happened next? These are the exact words:

“I don’t really like to do birthday dinners. This dinner is for everyone to get together and have a nice meal, not for you to bicker in front of us. Grow up and stop behaving like this!”

Fuck man. I really lost it, and snapped.

Breast in a Dress

Dibs before Madam Chew gets to post this on her blog.

Woman walking past us while we were chatting at Bedok North Block 85, and here’s what transpired.

Daphne: I like her breast.

I saw the woman in question, and there really wasn’t much breast to look at, until she continued saying

Daphne:…the way the ribbon ties around the waist.

Me: Huh? Oh, dress. Not breast.

Daphne: Dress. Dress. Dreeeeeeeeess!