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a quick update **UPDATED***
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Thank you for all the prayers , my grandpa has been given a clear bill of health !
All those bleeding.. Are just piles.
Damn those little nodules in his intestines for giving me ( and my family ) such a worried weekend.
Anyway.
The writer's lab is organising a playwriting competition http://www.theatreworks.org.sg/
which is like gonna last 24 hours and i'm thinking of participating but considering that my attention span is only slightly longer than the memory of a goldfish ( for all ye homo ignoramus a goldfish is reputed to have a memory of only 3 seconds . If i'm not wrong. OKay i digress ) , i'm not sure if my creative juices would survive the onslaught of sleep deprivation.
I'm no genius playwright mind you but ehhhhhhh the prize is $800 leh. Not alot but its SUSTENANCE ( for sprees. heh. i've never been brand conscious but i'm totally in love with a particular Chanel bag that costs.. Alot. Sigh. )
Anyway i'll never be able to carry off that bag because of how i look.
THE BAG
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THE FACE
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"Eeeee this girl so shameless one leh ! Carry imitation ! The bag look so bloody fake lor"
I know , i have this very cheapskate look which is very appropiate because i shop at thrift stores and i love cheap stuff :P
Back to the playwriting thingy.
Dunno la , the whole thing is like damn cheem and my works would probably look amateurish especially when i'm only eligible for the Open category.
Nothing much has been happening in my life except clocking more hours at my workplace , hanging out with the idiots i usually hang out with and more recently , lending an unecessary hand ( read : coffee girl and odd job labourer ) to P and his mates who are producing an extremely short film for their school assignment which is a very interesting project indeed .
Think a vignette of Gone with the Wind with a modern twist. LOL.
Filming will probably wrap up on Thurs and hopefully i will be able to upload the 5 minute long movie here , if i can find a server that is.
Oh , before i forget , i am so goin to rant about this new collegue of mine , lets just call him M.
No , he did not piss me off with any antics but rather , i am quite amazed and intrigued by him.
He is 28 but has the attributes of a 40 year old , both physically and mentally.
He looks.. demented in a calm sort of way ( Yah.. Jack the Ripper was an english gentleman by day and a crazed murderer by night. woohooo ? )
He drinks green tea which he brings to work and without fail , he would offer me a satchet everytime he emerges from the kitchen to brew another cup of fresh green tea ( he's confined to the kitchen by my manager and i think i know why. and no , it isn't because the sandwiches he makes are particularly appealing )
So what , you say.
But.
He has a very soft and shrilly ( okay abit contradicting la but just think of it as a low whistle kind of sound ) voice and to make matters worse , he always sound like he is panting when he speaks.
He would peer at me through his thick gold-rimmed glasses with his beady eyes and wave the little green satchet at me while still clutching it close to his chest ( i swear i saw his hands shivering )
"Fiona.. you want ma ??"
To which i will always decline and smile politely , and he would retreat to the kitchen with his zillionth cup of green tea for the day.
ONCE , CAN.
TWICE , CAN.
THRICE , CAN.
But NOT a couple of times all within the timeframe of a few hours !!
I know its a kind gesture and he does it out of courtesy but you know la.
He makes a really great collegue because he is SUPER hardworking.
Today my supervisor and I were whiling our time away during the off-peak period , doing inane stuff like a simultaneous exercise regime and picking out 4D numbers from scraps of papers with single digits on them. ( for punters : the numbers as 6364 and 1639 so don't say i never share wealth with you hor ! )
But M was diligently mopping away as even as I was leaning against the counter drooling at this incredibly cute guy with an awesome goatee and hopping in some sort of bizarre avoid-the-mop dance.
My supervisor told him to "relax a bit la" but all he did was to smile his eerie lopsided half-smile ala Mona Lisa and continued to do all sorts of random tasks like wiping the tables etc.
*facepalm*
More about my day at work today.
Okay i'm a bit of a lecher because i find myself going ga-ga over the cute ones who patronise my cafe .
So just now this was this so-so .. okay , honestly , above-average looking guy who suddenly planted his delicious specimen of a male body in front of my counter while tapping his chin , brows furrowed as he deliberated over what to buy.
Some more he's hugging a copy of the Economist to his manly chest la.
Brawns and brains. Yummmmmm.
Being the lusty ol' me i could only gawk and pretend to stack plastic cups that didn't needed stacking.
And then.
He opened his mouth.
"Er , tea can ?"
I replied hesistantly , slightly appalled by what came out from his mouth. I had expected something more.. refined.
" Sure .. We have Darjeeling , Earl grey , Camomile and English breakfast. "
"Err .. Which is normal tea har ?"
"English breakfast."
"Okay i want that one.. Milk and sugar hor!"
By this time i was getting a bit irritated and disappointed. For somebody who reads the Economist , he is certainly very ill-informed and not in the least articulate.
"I'm sorry sugar would have to be added yourself."
"Har like that ah ? OKay lor.."
WHAT THE FUCK!??????????
And you read the Economist !?
My day dreams vanished in a wisp of technicolour fumes and i snorted under my breath in disgust.
I think huh , the Economist is there only for show la.
I was grossly disappointed because he really looked THAT good.
Ah.
God is fair !
I'm not trying to question God but i honestly wish that he had given me less brains and more .. oomph in the other departments ( e.g what is balanced on my neck ) .
Besides men like their women dumb.
I would love to sit on a barstool twirling my hair as the guys fight for the chance to buy me a drink.
But har i am more like the geeky bespectacled smartass who sits in the corner of a bar snickering at the stupidity of those men while secretly wishing for more attention.
**UPDATE**
Okay while searching for that Chanel bag i came across this very popular blog ..
http://pinkshoefetish.blogspot.com/
After browsing thru her blog i wish to eat my words..
God is not that fair after all !
This girl is a chio bu , smart , has a cute bf and most importantly , very very very very rich.
DAMN! She is blessed =(
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listening to : disturbed - liberated
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By the way my cafe ( located at Changi airport ) is HIRING ! The pay is $5/hr for part-timers .. Would be better if you're able to work weekdays !
Very slack one , don't worry.
Drop me an email or comment if you're interested !
( only guys with goatees need apply. LOL. kiddin. )
