Almost. Not quite.

Ok, I'm midway through my training. One can only hope the rest of the week will fly by.

Upon meeting the people enrolled for the same course, I told Joey I was convinced we were the two coolest people in the IT industry. He laughed out loud at the supposed joke but

(hush, now..) I really meant it.

I have ventured onto foreign grounds and it feels odd knowing that I may be the only person in class not getting a kick out of voluntary programming. They thoroughly enjoy it, they do. There is this guy - I may be wrong but he was the kid no one wanted to play with in school and who ate alone in the cafeteria. He literally quivers with excitement from his seat behind me that if I attached blinking lights at the back of my head, he would have a seizure. He has a comment for everything IntellectualTrainer says and everytime he waves his arm frantically, the evil little girl inside me launches into a "Nerd.Nerd.Nerd.Nerd" chant (only in my head).

I can be vicious, I know, but it's warranted when karma is at play. You see, while Mr. PastyWhiteSmartyPants is in his groove saving the geek world one byte at a time, there are signs of flailing in yours truly. Oh, I was never one for common sense. I am struggling to grasp every little detail, the same way I would the meaning of life or why chunky platform shoes were invented. While trying to clarify my code, I heard a distinct "Snnnrk" behind me.

Mr. PastyWhite was snorting at my question!

At this point, he has already embedded me in his brain as 'Girl-with-Poop-for-Brains'.

On the bus on the way home, a lady got on midway through my mental diatribe and in a heartbeat, I instinctively recognized that she was wearing Chanel and carrying an Aigner bag. Now, I don't know but my "brain"s selective processing worries me.

Sigh.

Oh, and by the way, in this alternate realm, I was the one eating alone in the cafeteria today.

contemplation

I had a pleasant lunch with a colleague of mine today. He talked about his family, beamed at the subject of his children - his adored wife and her love of marshmallows, his 11-month old son enjoying the wonders of babbling, how his four-year-old loves jumping on poor dad from his beloved trampoline. He is radiant whilst speaking of the people that make his life. I listen. He wishes he could buy acres and acres of land for his children to play in. He says, somewhat wistfully,

'It's amazing how everything changes...how you suddenly see what's important'.

And I nod, not quite sure what to say.

And I sit on the other side, with a hint of awkwardness and my cup of latte.

The beauty of such joy is in its risk - when you have everything going for you, you have everything to lose.

procrastination

I am sitting in the office and spinning around in my chair, with nary a thing to do at 8am.

The doors and elevators in the building were out of order and now, the air-conditioning's gone too. It's the quintessential Monday morning and everyone's a little restless from the heat, yet they're still sucking on their hot cups of coffee. C'mon, IT people, a little logic here!

Wayne the Manager dropped by my desk to snicker at me because I'm in my nerdy glasses today. I tore my last pair of contacts and Friday night was a party trying to fish little pieces of lenses out of my right eye.

Back to work ..but on a side note, lovely Joey surprised me with a Swarovski bracelet last weekend. It is gorgeous with a hefty amount of bling bling, baby.

It is so nice to be spoiled :)

On the way to the city yesterday while I prattled on, I told him I wanted to buy a waist clincher, expecting him to go "a-waist-whaa..?"

"Ok, let's get you one"

to which I started shrieking

"Omg, you know what a waist clincher is?!?"

and he proceeds to give me a definition with stunning accuracy (along with a subsequent explanation on why normal belts just wont work) leaving me gaping and gawking.

And later in the city, my style-savvy-(yet-ever-masculine) guy picked out a red waist clincher for me and helped me try it on. What can I say?
Boys, a little homework into how the female mind works does wonders for your marketability. I'm sold!

Jazz Night Revisited!

I know it's such a cop-out but I just havent had much time to update this blog so I'll just fill it up with pretty pictures of pretty people. You're not complaning, are you?

thurs night is Jazz Night at The Moon, baby!

shiny happy people

chee and tim

calendar girl stephy, kc and pei tjin

joey, rose, lena & a bunch o' posters make a kitschy pic

whisper sweet promises from within glass bottles

funky lena and the drama queen

all that jazz

Andrew and Kris

florentines are yum

girls just wanna have fun

tim likes his beer

For jazz enthusiasts, I thoroughly recommend that you check out the band over at The Moon. And if you see me there, come over and say hi.

mid-week grump

I am in a 'sleepy-in-no-mood-for-work' blah mood.
I think it has something to do with my shoooooes...

They are pathetic :(

I've stopped adorning my myriad of pretty pointy stilettos ever since I've realized that all that walking to and from the busport ruins them. So what I've been consistently wearing is this pair of old bronze ruffled pointies that once looked good but now...

its color has faded so it looks patchy,
its heels are worn out,
there are tiny holes at the tip
(god forbid that it should rain, lest my toes get wet)

and and and

a few minutes ago, I found myself absent-mindedly picking at bits of the bronze which were flaking off.

*shakes head sadly*

I feel like a traitor to shoe-nazis everywhere

pizza night!

And so, dear Stephy threw what was supposed to be a rainbow-themed party, which eventually turned into a good ol' pizza and beer night. Rules for the night were - minimum 4 colours on each invitee, no swearing and no complaints - failure of the three incurred a shot of alcohol. And much laughter and mirth.

But I'll just let the pictures do the talking:

clockwise: * the boys working their culinary magic * rosie doesnt know where to begin * tim and adorable mel * the cook-off!

* the pizzas look a lil funny but they were deeelicious * the girls get a lil wonky after a few drinks*

* all that beer! * let the drinking games begin! * gorgeous joey drinks juice * stephy and me *

me and my crazy girls

clockwise: * strawberries for dessert * stephy's delightful dog Bubbles! * stephy and KC love their pizza * joey & rosie posie

clockwise: * thumbs up for tim's pizza-making skills * free flow! * the boys feel the aftermath of all that beer * late night poker session *

and another great weekend come and gone...