Hungry Crabby Crab

I am in my pensive mood today.  I cannot help it that I go through this mood change very often - I am a cancerian so I have the right to go through this.  Of course my friends would call me crabby and bitchy instead.  It doesn't help that I am fasting today, for the first time in a long, long time, and I normally get pretty crabby when I am hungry even when I am not fasting.  So right now I am a doubly-crabby person.  It doesn't help that when I went home last night I discovered that my phone was out of order and I could not dial up to the net.  And I woke up late this morning too. 
 
So I must consciously think and remember that there are other people that are in worse situation than me, and there are people without homes, without food to put on the table..hell, there are people with no table even.  Dale Carnegie would be so proud of me.
 
Then of course there are people who have a thousand dollar lunches, and homes that they get lost in, a dozen Ferrari's in their garage..blah..blah.  Is that the devil I just saw? :)
 
Oh yeah, I just have to add this.  You know that this is my feeble attempt to blog, and of course I did this without telling any of my friends just yet.  You see, my friends are all bitchy, males included.  So after my last blog, I gained the courage to tell Gav, my best friend in Singapore about it, and gave him the address, and his comment was "Luke...u r such a bitch!" and went on to say, and I quote "I thought u should have adopted a female personna......more convincing leh......like Zarina or Sherin or Canice.....very sophisticated sounding.".  Now, who's the bitchy one? :-P
 

Just Another Manic Sunday

Who would believe that my Sunday would turn up as manic as it was today?  I wouldn't.  I like my Sundays to start at noon when I slowly push the duvet away, open one eye, and the next one a minute later, and slowly walk to the loo and find the bowl and pee (difficult to get the aim right sometimes).  You get the idea.  Of what I like my Sundays to be, I mean.
 
Today was different though.  The complete opposite.  My boss called me last night, right after my encounter with Akademi Fantasia, when I was still all choked up, of all times, and told me that he wanted to meet at the office at 11, to be followed by a difficult meeting at 3 with the bosses of another consulting firm we have been working with on a deal, and we were supposed to negotiate on the pricing (again, for the umpteenth time).  Not nice.
 
So I woke up at 9 (I need breakfast) and suffered through the meetings which lasted until 5.  Can you imagine?  I mean, this is Sunday, my Sunday!  It was supposed to be nice and relaxing, with a facial or a massage session to complete it. 
 
And of course I had to further torture this poor body of mine to a game of squash, played with my 20-something partner, who actually went to get a new pair of shoes to get the 'extra grip'.  Well, extra grip he did get, but experience still counts - it was a draw!  Heh :) Daddy still has it!! Of course daddy is right now sitting on one side of his derriere because the other side is experiencing intense pain. 
 
One never learns, does one?
 
That is my Sunday.  Is Monday supposed to be a working day?  Sigh...

Touched by Fantasy

I can't believe that I am actually affected by what has been glueing most of Malaysians (and Bruneians too I heard) to their TV sets on Saturday evenings - I was devastated when one of the contestants was voted out earlier tonight on Akademi Fantasia!  I always thought that I am above the 'common people' (Jasmin would call them 'peasants'..:) )to be following such a frivolous, mainstream phenomenon, but here I am...  In fact in the last few weeks save last week when I had to go balik kampung to visit my parents, my Saturday night life has revolved around that - whatever social gatherings I have had were always around the TV screen!
 
I am frankly embarrassed to admit this, but hey, I just did it and it's out!  Maybe this is a good way to face who I really am and not be concerned with what other people will say.  There you have it - this is me, and I like to watch Akademi Fantasia!  I not only like to watch it, I dwell in it too, I follow the thing with feeling!!!  Huh, mad world. :)

A Storm, A Beginning

Life is indeed stormy. What is life without a storm. Not much I suppose. You know how you always think that the privileged never lead a stormy life, but I guess that is because you just don't know their lives (that is why they are 'the privileged' to you in the first place).

Hence the title of my blog. I am only sure of the title, but I am not sure how this blog will turn up to be. My first try really. Well, I did try once many moons back, but I ended up having one posting, and that was really to test out the website.

I have been following other people's blog whenever I can. Najah Nasseri's was good, unfortunately she has not really been writing lately. I just discovered the Datin's Diary, which I first thought would be some hoity toity write ups, but has proven to be interesting, even thoughtful. I guess I should not be deceived by the look and the title, huh?

So what do I write here? Don't know really. I am just bored tonight, with nothing to do on a Friday night. Had a hectic week, and was supposed to play squash earlier, but my partner cancelled at the last minute. I was looking forward to the game, since it was going to be my second one in a week after not playing for 6 years. Almost broke a tooth after the first game for trying to tackle a challeging serve. Left me with bruised lips which left my colleagues at the office thinking I was bitten by somebody..heh.