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...

Welcome to the Jungle

The client's office where I'm at is a unique one. Never have I seen such a working place before.

My first few days here, I realized something was not quite right with the people here. They are not those regular professionals that you see or meet in your everyday life. They are pretty laid back, more relaxed, and like to communicate in their own unique ways. They like to hold chats by/in the toilet, talking about sambal belacan and how to prepare them best. I thought it was good-in a way, that these people can really click that well. Sometimes I can hear the aunties screaming the names of their co-workers, giggling out loud. I would usually just pump up the volume on my winamp, and press on.

The people here just held a durian session, the whole place would probably smell like this for the next few days. One of my colleague tried to persuade the Manager here that it would be best if they do it elsewhere, but I guess he was one of those who encouraged the session. My colleague was told just to bear with it...and was given a real piece of advise - One man's meat is another man's poison. If I'm 45, a lady and single...I would marry him.

Occasionally the only toilet bowl here would be filled with yellow 'water' (espcecially in the morning), sometimes the fumes would have invaded the air...and just now...there's an extra piece of tissue paper laying in the bowl too. This is indeed, like what someone said...a jungle. I just hope I dont turn into a baboon soon.

A new, old place

As of today, my working days would begin here in Jurong, at 9 every morning and ends at 7 every evening. Today's my first day at this place, an old section of the town where one of the client's branch is situated. Mainly surrounded by abandoned HDB flats, this place looks old and shabby. When I got here this morning, it gave me a sort of feeling...something nostalgic...like looking at some collection of my mom's photos...like i'm back in those days of the 70s. If only my vision could be adjusted to those sepia-like effects on digital cameras, then it would probably be a much better picture.

There is a NTUC here. Just by the corner of the opposite block. It kinda looks like those 'upgraded' grocery store rather than looking like any regular NTUC branches that I've been to. Somehow, this place gave me a sort of feeling which i find it hard to put into words...its not something bad...its just something different...as if I'm no longer in the crowded singapore city. I guess, the days that would come...I might learn to enjoy this place after all. But as of now, I'm just reminiscing.

A life awaits...

Been very occupied with work lately. Not quite in the mood to write. Probably its because I dont have much time being 'alone' and to get into my writing mood. Probably also due to the fact that I've been spending my remaining time (not much left after deducting my inconsistent working hours) trying to level up my character on WoW. I'm beginning to feel my life sipping out of me. Despite work, I would still spend some hours at night or waking up early in the morning just to catch up on my character on the virtual realm. This is not gonna be good for me if it persists. One thing that exist just solely because I needed something to get hooked on when I was away and bored, now...it exists just to haunt me with sleepless nights. I guess it has achieved its objective - I'm officially hooked.

Where do homely heart goes?

Been back to asian soil for a week plus now. The crowd, the cars, the people, the street lights, ...everything seems so...warm and close. It's home. The heart knows. Perhaps i'm still homesick after a long (lonely) trip away, give me two months and i'd probably get bored again. Anyway, i'm still feeling good as of now. Though I got sick for a few days right after I got home, but I guess I'm lucky. At least, I should be glad I did not fall sick when I was far far away from home. I can picture that in my head now, it's an ugly one.

Now that I think I'm feeling so much better, I'm beginning to eat and drink to my likings (again). The fact that I had shed 2 kilos unintentionally when i was away, perhaps did contribute to my new high on appetitte after all. Lets just hope I dont gain back those lost kilos and more. Hmmm...on second thought, I dont think I could be bothered either. I need more food.

I was back to KL again last week, after just spending 3 days in Singapore. All these to and fro, in and out are beginning to wear me out. I guess my eyelids would probably drooped down a few inches soon if this continues. For good food (and the gathering too), it's a risk worth taking.

Was out with for a lunch gathering with some friends, this time we went all the way to some secluded kampung area for chinese seafood. Pretty cheap, fast service and it's good. At least, I think it's better than the last round's Japanese buffet.

I dont remember exactly what we had, but there was by my request-the yam ring, then the prawns, pork knuckle, fried vegetables, fried beancurd. One coconut for each of us. Seven in total. 30RM per person, this is one good deal I'd say.