a BlUe bLuE mundane mondae

Even as I dragged my lazy ass to work this early morning.. I noticed that the usual chirpy sparrows werent their cheery little selves.. All my dull senses cld note were the noisy hustle of vechicles as they made a mad mad dash to their office carparks.. while me and all the other sad Singaporeans who cant afford cars or have yet to attain their licenses.. were left at the mercy of public transportation and the grumpy not so little unpaid/ overworked drivers. *darn*

well.. then again... who am I and my other sad country men to complain?... what are we bitching about when we utilise one of the world's most efficient, safe, punctual and clean transportation system!! *darn* Emmph!.. do excuse my oddly timed outburst... probably fueled by sleep deprivation and the 'I wish the weekends din end so fast' emtion dwellin inside of lil' me. *sigh* Alrite fine... its the end of the weekend.. and the begining of yet another countdown to glorious saturday and sunday. sigh.. the mundane cycle of working life.. thank goodness I still have my uni days to look forward to. Student life.. as I have grown to realise.. sure beats working by a mile or two.. well.. sure... both have their ups and downs.. but heyy.. least when u bitch as a student.. u can get the adminstration/MOE to sit up and listen.. bitch abt the stresses and aches of work days.. and least you find yourself jobless.. and stuck facing the four penniless walls at home. *darn* studying suddenly sounds so appealing... especially when its so close to the end of my learning career.

but.. oh well... thats jus the way the cookie crumples.. thats just how life is.. the grass on the other side is always greener..

starry nite

its a cold nite cos its rainin outside
the sky's a dark purple velvet cloth
and the million stars, glitter bits scattered all over
a cool bone chillin breeze wipes through the air
most approperiately, the tv plays madonna's rain video
its a nite that i jus dun wana spend alone

jazz bar

its fri!! and once again .. the weekends have decided to grace us with their presence.. pherffff.. thank god for friday. hehe.. well.. thank god for many other things in the world too.. but now.. well.. TGIF. plans to meet up with the girls are ON! Meaning.. finally!! ... we get to bitch .. hug.. and tuck in to yummy delicious food.. wad we girls do best. Sigh.. waiting for today to arrive took forever.. especially with the agenda all planned.. hoping and prayin that I wont be pulled back in the office jus like the last time.. May I mention.. thats how string ray at Newton with the girls... eventually became pizza and small talk with A and C. not that I am complainin abt the office company.. oh no no.. dun get me wrong.. jus that my heart mind and stomach had already been programmed to recieve all the char grilled seafood.. so do emphatise when it had to down pizzahut's new italian crust instead. uh huh. I thought so.

Done with the complaining and so if all goes well.. we will be at a nice mellow jazz bar later... downing frothy ice cool beer.. with deep golden fried wadever to follow. Its friday nite!! yeh.. or perhaps jus down to the waterfront to note wadever that draw us to its arms.. the night is young.. and so are we..

well.. basically.. I am keepin both fingers and toes crossed that I can make it outta the office in one piece.. with loads on my mind last night.. I ended up mouthing off to Patty poo instead of lappin up my beauty rest... 3 hours of chattin.. 2 hours of zzz and 1 horrible public transport ride to work later.. I feel the horrors of sleep deprivation.. nothin seems to help.. sweets.. munchin.. fags.. coffee.. blahh.. EEeeks.

oh well.. few more dreadful hours in the office and I am weekend free... let me count the seconds.. as they tick away..

jacket, sleek pants.. elf shoes and all

hair tied neatly into a ponytail.. the short fringe tucked behind ears, with mousse to keep all frays in place... eyebrows have been plucked to reveal a gentle arch.. eyelids are purple brown.. cheeks bright and cheery.. my lips painted matt brown remain pursed throughout then whole day. My all black brand new suit fits me to a T.. i noticed that its jus fitting ard the shoulders, sometimes even an unlady-like shrug becomes immpossible. I hold my breath in.. keepin the tummy tucked in.. hopin that the slight buldge from after lunch will be unnoticable.. hopefully... oh the shoes hurt slightly... sharp pointies that I wld have never imagined myself in.. silver chained watch on the left wrist... and a sheer black oblong bag in the other... i glance occasionally at myself in any window i pass.. and i can hardly recognise the person staring back..

the past four weeks have come and gone in a jiffy.. and between then and now.. i hardly realise the passin of time.. the dates and month seems to have changed.. but when i stop and take a check back... it feels like well ..,. nothin drastic has happened in my personal life. oh sure i now spend more than half the day wrapped up lookin like i own the world, i sit in an office all day typin away at my
IBM T20.. slippin on a freshly brewed cuppa latte.. and wonder how my next presentation will change the world.. but basically... underneath it all.. behind the silver and gold threaded ropes.. I am still me.. still think the same.. swing my hips the same.. breathe the same.. and most importantly.. I miss the same. I may feel more inclined to the fact that I am fast growing up.. and that I am at the beginnin stages of paving my pathway in the work force.. yadahh yadahh.. but all in all.. hidden beneath the dreams, aspirations and hopes.. still is that little girl.. waiting for her prince to love her.