The BREAK

Its been a while since I get any break...any break from work and here, to be precise. After this Friday, I'm off. Like the past few times, I would always wish that this is gonna be a start that never has an end. This break would have gotten here sooner but due to some clashes and stuff...i had to push everything back till now.

Wish i'll have a good one...and an uneventful Friday.

Patterns

The street lights always changes or would start blinking when I get close.

The tinted glass window which I would pass by every morning, most people would turn their heads to look at themselves in the reflection, trying to adjust their shirt or tidy up their hair. Sometimes...i cant help to look as well.

Chunky peanut butter and bread. Bread with Peanut butter Jelly. White Bread. Wheatgerm. Bran. It's the same every morning. Still enjoying every bit of it though.

Support. Work. The UAT has ended last week. This week there's this new PAT. Another cycle. Another round of testing. Like a snake biting its own tail.

WoW. Getting bored again. Expansion out next Jan. Hopefully there would be something new to do. I've been getting on and off this thing. Alot.

woot!

After almost 6 long months of grinding, my druid reaches the ultimate level of 60 last Saturday. It is now the end of my 'training' and the beginning of my raid and high level instance adventure. Sighs, I just wish I have more time on hand. With the expansion coming out end of November, my druid is now ready for the next level of new high, or should I say...it is me, who would be looking forward to this =)

It's finally over me

Though the haze has come and set itself in, my mood that has been shifting like the desert sands is finally over. As of today, or perhaps some days now...i finally realize that i'm no longer feeling as edgy, frustrated, confused as the days/weeks before. It's something which I'm feeling good about. My flu seems to be clearing as well. And its about time!

Perhaps its this song that I heard over the internet radio today. It's sorta like...what Daniel Powter's Bad Day did to me last year. This song... Five For Fighting - The Riddle (You & I). Been playing on my winamp the whole of today and on my ipod on my short walk back to my apartment. And now too, again on my winamp as i type these words before bed.



Was browsing thru my image archive earlier...and found this colorful pic which I've took sometime ago by the Accademia Bridge.

A day just like any other...

Today, like any other days...I was up late. The alarm went off at 6:57am. I got up at 7:40. My housemate is already up...taking his morning shower, goin thru his usual morning routines. I waited till 7:50 before I get my chance to use the toilet. Then I was rushing to get changed, packed my laptop from last nite's WoW session, rushing out the door together with my new friend. On the way to the MRT station, we did some small talk. I still have not get used to him just yet. I have only shifted into the apartment 3 weeks ago and just like my past experience...I hardly see my housemates though we are staying under the same roof. I'm gonna need more time. I told him some stuff about what I do and we were asking each other about the weekends we just had. It is good for now.

When we walked up to the MRT, the station was already quite packed with people. The usual morning crowd. Working class - everyone a 'slave' in our very own way. The train arrived in less than a minute...and we too squeezed ourselves in like the others. I trailed my housemate to the midsection of the train, though I'm getting off at the next stop...it would somehow seem rude, or unfriendly if i stood by the door and leave him to himself. I don't remember what we were talking about at that time...i'd be getting off in 2-3mins...i just needed something short, something insignificant but yet would seem as if I'm still eager to press on with our little chat. Anyway, I think I did quite well. Or perhaps he's just being polite. Just right before I was about to get down at the station, a girl in her mid/late twenties...sitting in front of where I stood...took out a piece of paper, scribbled something on it...blushing...and passed it to me. "Hey, you forgot to zip ;-)". I glimpsed thru the note, replied her with just a cold, "Oh ok, thanks"...said a quick goodbye to my housemate...and walked off the train as if nothing happen. My housemate was still wondering why this girl would passed a note to me and what was written on the note. But it's too late...i'm already on the way out of the car. On the way down the escalator, I managed to quicky zipped my pants. Smiling to myself. It is just a day...like any other day.

Life can be THAT simple...if only...

Today, there was a company dinner after work. We can all leave early due to that. It's the first time after so long that we finally get to leave the work place before the sky turns grey. On the way down the staircase, I saw that the moon is already up high in the sky...though the clouds are still hanging loosely up above...and a small breeze has risen when i got to the ground floor...I suppose its a good evening, as compared to the many horrible ones that I've faced since the past two weeks.

My mood has been shifting very drastically lately. And what annoys me most is...I dont even know what's the thing(s) that's been causing such a stir in me. This thing...has planted its roots deep inside me. Maybe it's work, maybe it's the new place, or perhaps...it's just everything else. Though I'm still struggling to gain control...I guess I've been making some good progress starting this week. I've always thought that I've been doin a pretty good job controlling my emotions and all. This time, I guess I've finally lost it. And for a duration of more than a week...it's the worst ever. Perhaps age is catching up on me...

This evening...after a fanciful dinner at some brazillian restaurant by the beach...I took the cab home, alone. On the way, while my cab was stalling at a traffic light...I saw a cat climbing on top of the dashboard of its owner's van, which was just few metres away from my cab. They too were waiting for the lights. It was toying with the handphone's headset...while the owner watches and brushes its back...smiling and talking. It was then that my imagination has drifted away from the scene...The van has some trade names on it...like a business van, small time one too. I suppose the driver, a male in his mid 30s...is just a small business owner...having a cat as a company, driving home probably from after his long business hours. Stealing some time off, playing with his cat at the traffic lights. At that very moment, I just thought to myself...that Life can be just so simple and without worries.

And as my cab glides forward after the lights turned. I saw that he has someone right beside him, on the passenger seat...sharing his laughter...cuddling the cat while he drives on. Life can't get much simpler than that scene...and my very thoughts at that moment. I guess I'm feeling much better already...maybe by the end of this week, I'd be fully recovered.

Routine.

I haven't been writing for quite a while now. People have been asking questions. I tried to keep this up...whenever i could; i enjoy writing anyway...but then sometimes i just dont get the mood or inspiration...so instead of posting trash...trying to think hard of what write...or just trying to write for the sake of posting something...i chose not to.

Tonight is one of those nites which i do get some 'mood'. Enough to have me fire up the browser at 1am in the morning, logged on to this site and start writing some stuff. I guess I've been feeling rather edgy again lately, working at this project site wears me out so quickly...more than anything else that i've experienced before. Previously, i would try to at least do something radical once in a while when i get weary. Now, I cant seem to keep up anymore...Everyday's a routine...I wake up; most of the time, late...running to catch the shuttle to work...At work, it's either i'm occupied or i'm just staring blank at the screen for hours, then it's time to catch the 7pm ride back home. Then there's dinner, shower, WoW, bed. 5 days a week, except for the even days when I do some small breaks. Then again, those are really small ones. So it doesnt really help much.

Weekends would usually be a breeze...spending hours on WoW. My druid is a level 50 now. Hopefully I'll get to 60 in a week or two. It's a drag...but I think I'll make it. I guess thats probably why I don't have time to write much nowadays. Most of my idle moments would be spent on my virtual character.

I'm now looking forward for this sunday's trip to the waterfall. My friends have been so kind to arrange this, probably because I've been complaining too much about having a short weekend break. Someone told me that life is wonderful to have friends that would listen. But I guess I'm lucky that I have those who are not just listening, but also taking actions too. I really do appreciate that.

Next week, I would have a huge task to accomplish. I need to find a new squatter hole, hopefully I'll get something good...