ouch.

i have come to firmly believe in the mantra of no pain no gain, and in the whole 'mind over matter' and 'it's all a matter of working through the pain/aches' shizz. every weekend (esp sundays) usually leave me achey and feeling entirely run over by a truck come monday, which never really goes away till tues or weds, which by then will only come back two times over after a session at the gym or pilates. hah. which again doesn't go away till friday, and then the whole routine repeats itself all over again.

all i can say is this better be doing something about my thunder thighs and amorphic ass. hah.

but then again can't say i'm really complaining coz i'm having a helluva time doing it. heh. if only i could find the same sorta passion in the office...

in any case, given that i'm relatively free-er for the next 4weeks, can people who wanna meet up please please please arrange something with me now???  manthu needs a social life. hahaha. i honestly dun even mind lunch kakis if anyone's in the area in the west...

gonna stretch and recuperate now.. i'm out folks... may's coming soon! whee!!

sai gang warrior.

spent the whole day doing (almost literally) shit work for people. sigh.

just terribly disappointed with certain things. i'm already tired enough as it is with more than i can handle on my plate. i don't need to have you expect that i carry you through as well, esp when u're not even trying, or at least when u dun seem to. and when i think / expect that you should understand me well enough to know how i work, the way u disappoint me at moments like this is just way upsetting.

n that's when i wanna just tell u to stuff ur fat face silly with shit and bury yourself in some hole in the far-flung corner of the world and never disturb me again. Ever.

freaking tired as it is right now and not in the best of moods. for obvious reasons. gah.

doesn't help my bloody set top box is thoroughly spoilt as well. which means no cable tv in the room, and my 20 inch tv screen's just lying prettily on my wall with its black black face. grr.

like i said, it's not helping. not helping at all.

Bah.

purple roses.

i got purple roses from a surprise visitor during supper in chinatown last night. 20 hours later i was seated at the Ritz having a fancy schmancy (by my standards at least) and fantastic buffet dinner.

other than the fact that buffet spreads are quite lost on my useless appetite, thank you baby for all the effort and surprises.

waiting in anticipation for the next 24 hours. heh.

happy anniversary!!

lil miss pissy

i've never been home before 9pm in the longest of times, so much so that now that's it's happened, i don't know what to do with myself. sigh.

u know how the saying goes, time and tide wait for no men? yea boy, and neither do I.

god, some people (namely, M.E.N) are simply so unreliable. Gah.

bloody hell, i'm so lost that i've even paid all my bills on time for once, coz that's the only thing i can see worth doing via internet banking now. oh wait, i even filed my income tax as well. well done, me.

this is just f.c.u.k.ing sad.

GAH.

i :heartx: the PCN