Monday, 23 September 2013


Well, well, well ... Last weekend was such a blast. I had an impromptu plan to meet up with friends who came down south to attend another friend's wedding which I may have forgotten. The invite is through facebook and I don't know I always have this sentiment that if someone invites you to a wedding through facebook, it's not a sincere invite. Like hot hot chicken shit like that. And also I somehow determined that I won't go to any wedding or reunion with friends, not until I managed to lose my weight, which is rather unsuccessful. Needless to say the wedding this time, gave me joy and happiness and memories while taught me a thing or two.

It seems to me that I always look down on myself when in fact I am a greatest creation of God and my beloveds - family and close friends - does not have any problems with me being me - minus the part where I like guys. To them I am one very cherished friend and a good or even great son and brother at that. I need to learn and tell myself to love me more. Because how can I expect others to love me if I don't love myself first.

Living in a small town, separated from my closest friends made me appreciate all the time I can spend with them. Like last weekend, even though the time we spent together is short, but it was a cherished and memorable one at that that made me love them more and more.

I also learnt not to question the sincerity of the invites even though it was through facebook. My friend was thrilled that I attended her wedding and to me that is like nail to the head that I should not question the sincerity of the invites. Also, I need to start attending my friend's weddings. To those that I have missed (believe me there are lots) I'm sorry for practising this stupid policy of mine. If I can make it up to you, I shall. Though I don't think they ever read my blog. Hehehehe

Tuesday, 17 September 2013

Can I just rant? I need to rant. I need to let off some steam.

It's just really not my day today.  I had a very bored long weekend and when I woke up this morning, I had hope today will be a smooth sailing without any confrontations or worries at all. Turns up it was everything but.

Came to the office and found out that the draftperson is on medical leave. I have two urgent reports need to be completed by the end of today and the boss sent a text saying I have to find ways for me to finish the report. As much as I believe that I am pretty much skillful in my job, drawing a plan using Autocad is not really my forte. In fact, I believe none of my seniors knew how to use Autocad. So, alternatively the clerk was once in charged of the plan and so I asked for her help. Let's just say in short, she's very much reluctant and though she did help me draw it in the end but it was not without making spiteful comments. What spiteful comments? When did you hand in the report to the draftperson? You should handed it earlier so that she can do it earlier. *Hello! I sent it on Friday afternoon if my memory serves me right. So, she could have done it but nah..! Her printer is out of ink and I have no idea whether she used refill ink or a new inkjet. How to print? *Are you that dumb? Your computer has Autocad installed in it. Why can't you use YOUR computer and YOUR printer? My printer is very sensitive. If there's anything wrong after I printed it, you'll take responsibility. Deal? *Oh! Now we can only use our own laptop and printer is it? Speaking of that, where is my old printer that magically disappear after I sent it for repairs? I know you took it from the repair person considering it has your signature on the release paper. Is it at your home? Same as when you took my wireless mouse bought using office money. 

And then a senior valuer gave an indication in the area in which I am in charge. Hello! I can do my own job thank you very much. This is the second time he took away my job. What, just because you are a senior you can simply do anything is it?


I know I should count my luck considering I am not working in a company where your boss can simply scold you in public, which for the record I simply hate it because it's just plain rude and disrespectful. If you have anything to say to me, please say it to me myself and in private.

And now I am just feeling low. Too low in fact. I guess in this office of mine I had to learn how to do everything myself so that if something like this happened again, I can take charge myself and not subject myself to all these spiteful and irritating comments.

Tuesday, 10 September 2013

Obviously I have nothing to write

Can your preference be changed?

I mean before this I really hate my back hair, chest hair, tummy hair, pubic hair ad erm basically every hair on my body except the hair on my head.

I still hate my back hair.

But I come to love my body hair.

Looking at men with body hair turns me on. Big time.

So, is it normal?

Heck, even if it is not, I'm in love with me-self.