ready, get set, GO!

usually if its my designated stay-in-office weekday, by 4.30pm, i'd get all restless.
my neck hurts a little because the table is a tad too low and the chair a tad too high that means i usually end up bending over a slight bit the entire day.
my eyes get watery from over-staring at the computer screen and i start to get fidgety.
the last 1 hour can be torturous, especially when that day is quiet.
there's nothing much to do and not much work to clear because its all cleared already lah!
i'm getting more and more efficient. (self-praise is no praise)

today i stole my manager's crispy fried tasty thing from her vegeterian noodles.
"sophia, you do know you're stealing food off your BOSS's plate right?"
"yeah."
"good, i thought you forgot you know. cuz you just stole 25% of whatever i have of that crispy thing."
"oh. if u remember, i also paid for 100% of what you're ingesting now."
"fine. you win lor. don't drink your tehsi, i paid for 100% of it."
"you can drink 25% of it if you want in compensation."

-wry smile-

the bane of a smart ass manager is an even smarter ass subordinate.

so its 2 minutes to THE OFFICIAL TIME THAT I GET OFF WORK!

off, i GO!

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Size One-Oh-NO!

okaaay.
so i've been thinking that this month, i will set aside a small sum for 1 bag and a pair of shoes.
should i buy anything more, you are free to shoot my ass with an air gun if you can actually get one. (but i know you won't because you love me and and my ass isn't big enough for you to actually shoot right on target RIGHT, right?)


retail therapy... joy oh the joy.
i have a scheduled shopping trip with the ruirui after work this evening and i hope it'd be fruitful and economical.
eg. spending more on that said shoes and bag than FOOD.
everytime we go out, we end up spending the cash set aside for material items on "consummable" items.


i saw this semi-formal tee at topshop which i wanted last week.
so i took my usual size 10 off the rack and tried it on.
TMD!!! it was too tight.

i was so sad, eventhough i loved the detailing and with the right accessories i can pull off a casual but formal-enough office look which wouldn't get my ass fried for being overly casual, i couldn't bring myself to get it because i refused to try size 12.
i am a size 10 one lor.

whats happening.
even my skirt seems tight.


will you still be my friend if i got fat?

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That Elusive Effusive Perfection of a Bag

since i started working about.. lemme see, goodness, already 9 whole months!!??
well, i've been in search for the PERFECT WORK BAG.

i swear, i can buy totes, lug-arounds & carry-alls ANYWHERE.

but i need something classy, versatile and BIG enough to lug:
(it'll be good if its genuine leather! hoho!)

1. laptop charger and connecting cables.
2. my company's catalogue or 2.
3. the 2 wallets i have now (don't ask.)
4. make up pouch.
5. 1 organiser and 2 notebooks. (i know, don't ask.)
6. name card holder.
7. tissue paper.
8. water bottle.
9. 1 brolly. (for the rainy season only!)
10. plasters in case of blisters.
11. keys. and boy, they are a pretty HUGE bunch.
12. sales tools book. (well, preferable if i brought it but its okay to leave it behind.)
13. pocket calculator.


so yes, you get my point eh?

i've been trawling websites because i don't exactly have the luxury of time to shop like i used to.
YES, net-a-porter a couple of million times. BUT NOTHING.
the ones catch my fancy to are waaaaaaaaaay outta my budget.
and the ones that are cheaper just don't make the cut.

i don't want to blow like a thousand bucks on a bag just like that.
(i don't earn THAT much, i need to save too)
i want a timeless bag that i'd really love.
something not too flashy. it really doesn't have to be expensive or have a label.

great, now the criterion just went up YET again.
goodness, finding a boyfriend off the streets would be easier than finding THAT PERFECT BAG!!
where are you!!

to give you an idea, jimmy choo's ramona bag (black patented leather) does come close.
click me to take a look!
hahahha, but the price tag comes even closer. close enough to choke your windpipes and make you go: wah lau eh, ah neh gui. siao ar.

my poem for my bag till i find it.

WHERE ART THOU OH-PERFECT-BAG?
KEEP ME SEARCHING NO LONGER.

LET MY EYES WANT TO WANDER, NO MORE.

AND TAME MY FRANTIC HEART.

SO COME REST UPON MY SHOULDERS;

OH-PERFECT-BAG.

FOR I HAVE SEEKED TILL MY BLOODY FINGERS ARE TIRED FROM SEARCHING FOR YOU ONLINE LAH. KANNA SAI.

whatever. shit, i want my IT bag.

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another boring day at work.
things that people don't want to read about but i will blog about anyway.

1. i busy from 9am sharp today nonstop until now, haven't eaten lunch. stomach growling like mad.
2. found leftover hash brown from morning that my colleague macdelivered to our office and ate whole cold and salty urgh hash brown.
3. never bite nails for 4 days already. zhai or not?
4. oh! colleague say wanna tabao famous hainan chai fan from central. song bo!
5. pretends to be very busy so no need to be volunteered to go with her to help carry and buy very long queue tau huay zhui.
6. just told my manager to keep quiet. HAHAHHHAHHAHA! because i say lunch is considered personal time like weekend so technically she's not my boss.
7. see her from far glaring at me and mumbling to herself.
8. i put all the numbered bullet points because i realise everyone like to send email in bullet point form so i think i kanna infected with this write everything in bullet point form disease.
9. shall end this blog post here.
10. thanks.


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random things that happened in the office that is not really worth blogging about but i feel like blogging about it CANNOT AR?

> yesterday i went to the nearby fruit store down at the central to get me a coupla apples to munch on. and i ate 3. (i like apples, you gotta problem with that?) so yes, i realised after a huge burp much to the disgust of my colleague and 3 apples later that i totally forgot to take out the stickers which means that i ate the bloody stickers. i wonder if its digestable because i might just end up having erm... stickers in my intestines or i can also call 'em: intestinal stickers or sticker on sai tube wall! hahahahha, so funny! whatever sophia.

> problems = knowledge. i know, since when did problems become knowledge!!?? problems are.... best avoided with a 10^infinity pole. but i have devised an equation.. machiam so zhai hor?

so you see, according to Prof. Ong:

problems -> hunt for a solution -> try all possible ways solve it -> cracking one's brain -> seeking other people's help should you fail to solve it with one's brain -> find a viable solution -> learn more in the process -> KNOWLEDGE!

so simple right!!!
this is a peptalk for self because if i ain't givin' myself a pep talk, no one's gonna give me one to.
(except my dad, when he's in his philosophical moods.)

yeah, problems at work can be solved like that, so easily but what about problems with PEOPLE.
(i wrote this super long paragraph about how much i hate......... people like that. but i decided to hold on to the backspace without letting it go.
its really no point letting things at work get to me when this is supposed to be a place to record happy things. i know for sure one day i'd look back and laugh just like i always have with all my previous blogs.)


so yes, i hold on to the surety that someday you'd begin to like me as much as i will also begin to like and trust you now.
well, someone's gotta start somewhere. i try to believe that people are not inherently evil.
and maybe somewhere in that pig face and soul of yours, you're nice too.

ASS. okay i take it back. sorraye.

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the sweetest thing the dad said.

me: lao pek, will you still love me if i'm fat?
laopek: girl, i'd love you all the days of my life.


i was really quite touched can.

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i had this random thought earlier in the day.
a nice thought, unlike the many others that were swimming in my head which isn't suitable blog content.

YAH, back to the random thought.
i was thinking: what was everyone's favourite animal when they were 7?
i asked around the office, not that there are many of us but still... i felt like knowing..

top animal to love when you are 7 years of age!
DOLPHINS!
everyone i asked said dolphins and it wasn't because i badgered them going: isitdolphins?mustbedolphinsright?correct?amiright?
everyone liked dolphins! regardless male or female but i suspect the male species of the 80s preferred turtles (mutant ones with different coloured bandanas, of course).

from what i remember, the fragments of it, all the girls in my primary 1C class loved Dolphins.
followed by Koala Bears.
and the occasional random other animal: polar bear, giraffe..

but usually it was Dolphins.

i do wonder why.
was it because you know on tv and whatnot, dolphins were always portrayed as "friendly" & "kind" animals that will save you from sharks if you were swimming in the sea that kinda thing.
which is such bullshit cuz has anyone of you who just read this ever been saved by a dolphin when being confronted by a shark out in the open sea?
what is the freaken percentage of that even happening sia.. hahaha.


so yes, i didn't lie, this is random right?
hurhur.

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and the beginning of yet another blog.

i decided that i would get a blog that's public.
i do enjoy blogging, i really do.

it makes me feel happy somehow.
i think its an outlet.
mmmm, yes it is, everytime i blog something i like, i get to call a friend (usually constance) and go: "oei go read my blog now lehhhh. prease prease prease. its very funny one! because its making fun of you."

ahhh, the little joys of living eh?

my 1st blog address was out-damned-spot.blogspot.com

let me let you in on a secret which technically wouldn't be a secret anymore if i gave everyone this blog address and they read this so i am contradicting myself. shikes, whatever.

this word was actually taken from some beauty billboard with a hugeass zit zoomed in and the extremely HUGE tagline going "OUT DAMNED SPOT!"

i loved that word. at least i used to think it in many other forms whenever i spotted a new zit in the morning when i was 16/17.
"wah lau, shit you pimple, go away."
"NEW ONE, DIE YOU ASS. DIE" (technically when i stare into the mirror & do that, it was as if i was cursing myself. my mom actually thought i had some identity/inferiority issues when that morning ritual took place but of course i assured her that i was merely cursing the red spot that rested atop of whereever it was resting that morning. she didn't seem convinced though & i wonder why. i am very sane, am i not? or am i not? no, you don't have to answer this question constance neo although i can already imagine you with your answer forming on your lips as you read this from your desktop in the middle of the night.)

oh no, i deviated.

okok, so yes, i named my first blog such was because that 3 words captured the essence of what i wanted so much to say in the early mornings before school when a new zit popped out.

my second blog address was mandarin-motif.blogspot.com

i was in the "lets play with pretty words & a make pretty name for my blog address."
i thought LOOOOOOONGGG and HAAAAAAAAAAAAARDDDDDD and came up with this.
i admit i still like it best, its even nicer and prettier than the one i have now.
it sounds sophisticated and you-know-what-i-mean-lah-hor.

its the blog that i really blogged at. (like nearly every freaken day can.)


well, with this blog don't expect much.
last night whilst we were resting under some random HDB void deck, jing asked why i didn't blog anymore or why i kept it private.

rui answered "well, people who know us and actually care will really know whats going on in our lives, they don't need our blogs to find out so it doesn't matter if we kept out blogs private or public."
i absolutely agree wholeheartedly.

so this isn't a blog where you'd be updated about whats been going on or who have i been seeing.
but its really a record of sorts, things i write about that i wouldn't mind letting my 15 year old grandkid read like 40 years down the road without worrying if it might contain expletives or something i wouldn't want them to read.

it is my opinion for this time regardless of whether it makes sense or that it is right or not.
it is what i feel like saying at this point of time.

thus my blog address epitomises it pretty well eh?
very singaporean i feel. haha.

"what-say-me.blogspot.com"

don't expect to be blown away. just expect me. :)

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