Work’s piling and I cannot find a time to feel sluggish. Having the environment at the office which is demoralizing is doing no good to my mood. Superficiality is prime and gossip-mongering seems like a duty more than a past-time.
I should really attempt to stop time. It will be an ultimate discovery/invention/superpower! People will start worshiping me and I can really do the world some good. Maybe our Malaysian astronauts can do that. I wonder anti-gravity does have an impact to time-saving or not…
Weips once asked, “Why can’t we have more time and more money?”
You may think we can only possibly ask the impossible. We are consumed to perpetual idealizations as such thoughts because we can never satisfy ourselves especially when we are experiencing good things or great times. The taste of sweet endeavors will just drive us for more, no?
So I said, “Well, coz if we were to have that more time and money, we will still spend them onto something else which takes time and money and we will then still whine for more.”
OMGz… used 15 minutes already and I have not even upload the pictures I have promised to share ages ago (er… hmm… 1 month only-waaaat). Ok Ok… set a date this Tuesday to do that!
Grrr…
I swear the romance of my life is intertwined with mess.
Very screwed up, I am.
Maybe I am fated not to be involved in any relationship, reckon so?
Zzz…
On the uncomplicated side, I just came back from New Zealand! The holiday was fantastic! MEGA-awesome. sweet. Will post up pictures soon. All my love to you people out there!
Holla mumah! That. is. the name…
…of my upcoming baby!
Oooosh… The inimitable creation that clearly defines the beauty of this Ronix.
Since friends are always ridiculously puzzled on how much enthusiasm I could exude out when it comes to wakeboarding, so here, I am going to just say… that wakeboarding is truly addictive for me. Really. If I can effectively say I am a caffeine-addict, I cannot spare wakeboarding alone. If coffee and wakeboards are moving organism, I would have dedicate most of my time stalking them. Wicked, I know…
Ah, why Coy?
It is not beauty at first sight (sorry babes, nothing like that) though. Certainly, I have at least tried a few boards already, thanks to all of those who have had their sweet boards and still willing to share their rockers with me. *winks* And so… I then knew what kind of board I need. Like-uh… NEED. ‘Nuff said.
This baby is a continuous 3-stage rocker, which is perfectly fine for me who is not too aggressive but enough to pull off some edgy tricks. GREAT! The rounded tips are soft… grrrrreat-ah advantage for me in any case if I lose my focus and consequently cause a crash… which… in current cases takes up most of my riding time (duh)~!
And then, you ask, “When…?”
Honestly, I really want it soon. Unfortunately, this sweet thang costs 400bucks. And that is in Lincoln’s currency… And THAT has not include the bindings of my choice *grrgh*. And therefore, I could only wait to save a lil’ while more…
Hello world!
As much as cliche as the title above sounds, i am idling for the past 1 month trying to understand how to put up files into my blog without inviting unwanted bugs into my one and only tool of entertainment in Malacca. Gonna update soon though.
Have anyone seen the Galliano’s Dior runway show?!
It’s December and like ev-errrrr-y year, it’s the Christmas mood rising once more. Plans for shopping, dinner, holidaying and… GIFTS! Tell me I’ve won a Caribbean getaway and let that be real. Oh please, oh please, oh pretty please?
Anyway, it’s been a long long while that any of my year seen as a materialistic one. So if any of you out there have ever rough and tough times thinking what to wrap up for my xmas (or since I’m not celebrating X-mas, some thing new for the New Year’s perhaps?) gift, do consider one of these:
1) An Oakley’s sunnies
2) A set of wakeboarding gear
3) A new purse
4) A new room (lol)
5) A pair of 2kg’s strap-around-weights (for the new year reso’)
6) A holiday for two to Bali (that’s me and the gift-giver)
7) A real job (seriously)
And.. that’s it. Sheeez. I know it’s unrealistically possible. So, until the end of this year, and I haven’t got any of those, I shall mourn for the lost of….
my hopes. Most desired. In that case, I would have to get myself the 7th wish FIRST, and then I would start granting my own gift-wishes… which, most sadly, would take me four new years’ wishes.
That is not going to be my future intention if I should fail the Pharmacy Forensic Paper today.
But the truth is… the paper busted me this morning. So what if I know what to do and what not to do in name of justice when I am on duty? Apparently ‘impracticallity’ is the norm going on in my homeland, where simply, students and even working professionals like us have to take written tests to justify our profession.
O bugger!
Question:What must we abide to under Poison Regulations ‘52 when supplying any poison?
A. Regulation 9, 11, 12
B. Regulation 9
C. Regulation 12
Me: … *feeling at the most illiterate at that very moment of time*
No, I do not know what’s in the Poison Regulation 9, 11, 12 for all that matters. BUT I do know, should I dispense any poison, there’s a list of things that I should fill onto (that I should not bother boring you with) and should I supply any poison in bulk, there’s another whole list of protocol I should be practicing. Get the picture?
*sigh*
I blame myself this time for not reading the 2 orange books squarely. I blame myself for merely reading those books to know what’s my duty but left off the bullet headings/subheadings.
So who am I to whine and complain? It is NOT a practical exam afterall, ay? Sometimes, people lack of objectives in their daily doings due to lack of practicallity. Sometimes, people strive so hard only to know by the end of the day things don’t make any sense at all. People in general.. or at least i know it happens here.
Alot.
Better attempt next time.