Tails or Tales…

ok, so am posting quite regularly now.. but everytime i get to the pc, i forgot what i want to write about. so, yeah… what did i want to write about again?? oh yeah hehehe… my chica’s hen nite

chica’s been in kl for the last 2 months ‘celebrating’ her hen nites before the h2b arrives. a very lively, cheerful and sexy chica at heart, it takes a special someone to ‘tie’ her down and be stable so last sat nite was her last hurrah, as h2b will be stepping down from the plane today.

here’s how the story goes… on fri nite, we were at my ‘home’ on the chillout side, as we both just wanted to relax and chat. there was this guy on the phone who didn’t quite know the area well and asked us which part of town was he exactly in, so he can tell the other person over the phone. quite obviously he was a foreigner.

a little later on in the nite, we were about to leave, and he passes our table outside as though he was looking for someone. out of curiousity and concern, we asked if his friend was ok or something. i don’t remember him quite answering that question, next thing we know, he’s sitting down with us, chatting and and buying us drinks.

we found out that : they are from the uk too. there are 11 of them. this is one of their best friend’s stag week. they are all doctors. they look like they walked out from GQ. absolutely gorgeous

sat nite, i got a message from md asking if we were onz about partying their last stag nite together. so, we sort of had a collabo hen / stag nite together. the last hurrah chica and i definitely said yes~! so we’re all went out partying at the loft, in town and it was one helluva nite~!

we were both naughty little gals and were with the guys of our choice tasting tonsils and all that. but then again, we didn’t go back with them although we dropped them off at the hotel. i don’t want them to think of us as teasers, but in more ways than one, i felt responsible for my chica and didn’t want anything nasty to happen. especially on a hen nite.. after a ‘wild’ nite, we went back and crashed at a friend’s place.

when we got up, the only thing we remembered were …

11 gorgeous GQ doctors

they left for home on sunday. i missed md’s call this morning , it was bloody 4am, and i was bushed as i had to work yesterday too, i know, on a bloody sunday. guess he’s arrived back in aussie safe and wanted to let me know . he’s based there till end july.

now this increases my intentions to go there to work next year. england here i come~!!

it used to be my sanctuary, it used to give me solitude… but i realised that i also go there to wait. and the funny thing is that i’m always waiting for some guy, particularly a guy that i’m seeing.

there, has always been our common meeting place before heading anywhere else, or we always end up there as the last stop of the night before heading home, or that’s where we first met.

be it a bf or a bf (boyfriend or bestfriend), its been the same case since the last 1 over year. waiting, that’s the name of the game…

U remember the days of celine dion’s “my heart will go on” for the movie, titanic? Remember how they used to play it over and over and over again till u got sick of the song.

Well these days, its not that my heart will go on or whatever, but it seems that certain songs are played over and over again till from being a favourite beat, it becomes annoying and gets on my nerves~!!

From neyo’s “so sick of love songs” to some fella’s “bad day”, I used to love these songs when they first came on…

ok, perhaps some of you don’t feel it as u don’t listen to the radio as much, or some of you play ur own mp3s and such. my office has the radio on 24/7 whilst we’re at work, so i know the frequency of the songs played.

no joke, they play these songs at least 10 times a day~! imagine the amount of royalty they have to pay for playing them, not just are they listeners’ choice, but hello, do they really have a choice??

Jeez~!!

~meowz~

its been a while since i’ve actually sat down to write about the dramas that has happened in my life. for the last couple of months, have been really busy with work and more work. and now that work’s slightly slower, there are some new developments in my life. i’m in this new phase and am a little shaken by its impact on my reality, my life…

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the motorshow just ended. my company was the official pr and spokesperson for the show. we were basically in charge of the press and whatever that the media wanted. because my company has a very small task force (5 of us only), we needed more hands. our client hired us 10 temp staff to assist us.

they were all a bunch of really nice and sweet people. considering tat they are very young, and of course not ‘naughty’ rebel like me. am glad of that~! well, except for one, whom many of us feels is more drama than i am. she’s @#$%^& and pisses the hell out of us. it has came to a point that she became a real prick bitch.

i admit, i’m a drama queen, i’m buddies with more guys than girls, i flirt relentlessly with guys i ‘like’, i’ve had my fair share of flings, fuck around when i like and such. but honesly, aside from the drama, the rest of the things about guys are all on the sly. i don’t publicise like a loud haler to the whole wide world. oh wait, except for in here and to my closest of friends only. but then again, this is my private space. i speak wat i want, u read what u want.

but this bitch ‘girl’ does it all in public. for gods sake, we’re working, have some professional attitude. sheesh.. she ticked off half the gals at the motorshow, ticked off the clients, but fortunately she doesn’t dare to cross my line, cause she likes to play this poilitical game of hierarchy and ranks, and of course she’s only a temp staff too bad soooooooooooo sad.

i was personally in charged of protocol management. whichever royalty or minister that wishes to attend with protocol requirements, come to me it was a damn good experience, as i got to meet all these people and of course a bloody honour. as these people tour the motorshow, i’ve taken in two staffs to go with me to work our rounds. farnie idiot was working for me and so was the client’s son. hehe.. we had great fun, of course. there are some booths tat do not allow public in as they are bloody expensive and cannot risk getting scratched. we just walked pass the barriers and guards.

i was the envy of my friends who happened to bump into me at the hall where they can’t touch the cars "eh, how come u can go in there :p :p" hehehe… ahhhhhh… the dramas in my life…

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we are about to impeach someone. the idiot has not been performing up to par. many a time we all have hinted to him to prepare certain things before the beginning of the term. right now, we’re all fed up with the club going direction-less. this club was built upon a certain foundation, u either show us what u intend to do to improve and develop, or bloody follow the flow of foundation.

remember, this club is my baby, if u cannot take care of it, i’ll ‘take care’ of you. this is not a threat, just a reminder that there are people who will support u, only if u learn to support them first.

heard of the saying "if u can’t beat them, join them"?

yeah, do that, please…

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chica came back in april, but only decided to call me in june :p hehehe.. anyways, i went for drinks with her a week plus ago. she’s coming back to get married, k.. anyways, we went for drinks, i got drunk, dunno how i got home (well i know, just won’t say, its embarassing :p)

well, while talking to chica, she told me to come to england to work. she’s into hr there and would be able to help me out in getting a job there before i move over. everything that i’ve thought about, considered about, well.. she’s given me the answers.

its an amazing opportunity and am definitely contemplating it. though right now, everything is too soon to tell. i don’t want to count my chickens before they hatch, rite…

last sat, we went to this place called ’sevenatenine’ in town. its this really chic poshy place. it was a reunion of old friends and meeting of new friends. i had a blast of a time. didn’t realise that we actually kenal so many mutual friends~! damnn~!!

nice meeting a hell lot of you. great to see the hell lot of you. shit all, fuck all~!

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ok, here’s the ‘finale’. the new phase in my life. the new addition in my life. the new responsibilities that i have to learn to adjust again. its been a long time since i felt this way, not only that, having to have all these considerations again.

nothing’s steady yet. it’s still at development stage and the beginning of a foundation. its about compromise, trust, and respect. its the attention and affection given to show that u care.

its just been a long time, and i need some time and space to adjust.

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potong rite :p hehehe.. i’ll not divulge anymore till things are more settled. but u prob already get wat i’m saying. and yes, i like being cryptic, i avoid naming names, except for nicks. and if u feel as though i’m talking about YOU, well, be lar perasan. its public domain. feel how u like, read what u like, say what u like.