What do you believe in?

The protesters have come to the corner of Liverpool and George Street.

Its a sight to behold.

I am actually moved by the amount of people and the fact that they are standing up for what they believe in. I almost cried...but i stopped myself.

I have no right to cry. I'm not out there supporting them. I should be though, supporting all those who are opposed to the government reforms on Industrial Relations.

Thousands of people out there...its a statement.

Rapunzel is free...

I sat watching and listening to the bride and groom making their speeches and i had always known that the bride loved travelling, but then i realised that groom shared that love too.

He told everyone that he realised while in the jungle of the Amazon and the threat of some animal attacking or his boat capsizing, his life was complete because he was with her...so if he died, it wouldnt matter.

The bride has had many marriage proposals with guys im sure she loved.

Their wedding and that knowledge of the bride's past has made me realise that love is ageless.

It also made me realise that love comes to those with hearts that are open to it.

I have been walking around wounded for a very long time. My heart has been closed off and strapped with a clock, indicating that it will soon expire.

Tragic, i know.

With this moment of the light bulb going off in my head you would think that my perspective has changed. Not quite. But im getting there.

Was the wedding any fun? The bride and groom enjoyed themselves. I didnt. I was missing out on Kylie!!! The only thing that redeemed this wedding reception from bad to passable (from my perspective) was the fact that they had a cake done in the western way - thick white icing that you had to attack with a spoon a few times to break a piece off. I had two slices of cake!
^_^

Another wedding this weekend, but on Saturday instead. Yet, another seafood restaurant. I'm not quite a seafood fan. Oh well.

Oui, mon ami...

I paid for my tour this morning.
It is early, but thats how i managed over $700 in discounts and cheap airfares.

Everything is booked and ready, except the apartment in Paris...but that will be done shortly!

^_^



My friend will be working for my company next year after her holidays in Hong Kong and Thailand. Woohoo! Another friend joining to monopolise on the company!
;)


Party season is full steams ahead starting from Dec 6. Company (our client) relaunch...the Xmas party (client) on Dec 13 and then my own company's party on Dec 21.


I'm apparently too nice. The other day there was a man from a different company who went into the lift with all of our own staff. We were all getting off on either level 20-24. His company is on level 15. Everyone swiped there cards to let them up to their floors. His does not require a swipe card. I was the last person to swipe my card for my manager and another coordinator. He tried to press 15 for his floor but it didnt light up.

I swiped my card and pressed 24. Then i pressed 15 for him and asked him if that was where he wanted to go. He said yes and thank you. Level 15 is the first stop from the ground floor, so it was lucky that i managed to press it before we had passed it.

When everyone alighted out of the lift and there was only my manager and the other coordinator left. The manager said "I am such a b!tch. I would have left him to ride up the lift all the way to 24 and then let him make his way down to 15. You are too nice."

I dont think its overly nice. I think its just courteous to do so. hmm...


Today, as i was walking to meet with K, a little Korean boy walked up to me to ask if i was Korean? No. He then proceeded to ask me for $1. I sort of looked at him blankly, and then i asked him why he needed $1? He apparently lost his wallet or forgotten it. Its hard to understand a kid who doesnt speak fluent English and still has his accent. He needed it to catch the bus. Although he had a train ticket.

The thing is, he looked barely 12.

So, the sucker i am, i gave him the $1 and told him to go home...not in a harsh way, but in the big sister "you should go home before you can get into any trouble" sort of tone.

When i walked off, parting way with the kid, i wondered if i had done something wrong? It just all felt off. Not that parting with my $1 was such a big deal...I mean only less than 4 hours ago i had given up a big chunk of my savings for my trip to Europe.

But i was wondering if he looked sallow in the face because he had taken up smoking...or worse drugs...although he didnt look all that out of it...but i wondered if i was contributing to something bad, other than just helping a helpless kid?!

How weird is that? I try to do something good, only to find myself feeling as though i have committed a crime.
=(


Dinner and drinks with the girls tonight. Rest tomorrow. Wedding on Sunday...the day where i was suppose to go watch Kylie...*sigh*...

The things i wont tolerate...

From watching Dr Phil (or Oprah...cant remember now) on Friday when i was "working from home"...

There are a couple of things that i wont tolerate from a man:

(1) abuse &
(2) cheating

And that's that.


I watched The Prestige yesterday. Interesting. And i guessed the ending, but i wont praise the movie because it wasnt really fabulous. I'm getting a tad bored watching movies with more than a twist or two. It was just a good way to get out of the heat, although the cinemas we went to watch it in, their airconditioning was only intermittently working.

I also went to the Glebe Festival and i ate soo much...it was wonderful!!! I havent had a Gozleme in a very long while, so it was nice to get a spinach/fetta/mince one to chow down on. *YUM* Then i taste tested some olives and then we found an italian version of the Gozleme which was made with wholemeal spelt flat bread instead of white dough. We got one and shared that too. It was nice, but just not quite as good as the Gozleme. A healthy alternative, yes, but it didnt taste as great even though it was filled with proscuitto, rocket and boccocinni.

I proceeded to the cookie stand "Dragonfly Foods" and tried all their cookie flavours...i absolutely adored their chai and cinnamon heart cookie so i bought one and a chocolate one too. Its texture is not exactly firm and not exactly soft...i just really liked the fact that it was somewhere in the middle and to me it seems well balanced.

Prior to all this indulgence, my alterna-date and i went to the Travel Expo at the Convention Centre. It was held by Flight Centre and there were supposed to be good deals on the day. But i didnt find any for my tour. The discounts that they were offering were nothing special. My alterna-date didnt find anything special either, the deals they were offering him were the same price if he was purchasing the tickets online. So, we just roamed around grabbing freebie enviro bags. *LoL*

My travel agent already told me when i saw her on Saturday to go and get some quotes and bring her the cheapest i find and then she will reduce it by 7%. So, i went into Flight Centre today and asked the girl for a quote, showing her the cheap deal that i saw online advertising the Earlybird specials for land and air. They do price matching and try to offer the lowest prices...so i'll see what she emails me tomorrow morning as the final quote.

Its funny, she mentioned about the Travel Expo yesterday where they were offering 10% off travel insurance, and then proceeded to tell me that starting today they were offering 20% off the travel insurance...
O_o

I was feeling relieved that i didnt commit to any of the deals that were on offer yesterday, because it seems that if i just shop around at each travel agency that takes my fancy, i can score an even better deal compared to the expo. Its just a matter of shopping around. The expo was the lazy persons way out of having to shop around for the good deal.


My Europe trip is becoming a reality. I know which tour i will be attending, and which date it will actually commence on. I have also been looking at apartments in Paris, for the 4 additional days i will be spending there when i meet up with my alterna-date.

The place we are most keen on is situated in the 1st Arrdt. Its neighbourhood is described as: "In the prestigious district of Pyramides/Palais Royal with 2 steps of the Louvre and Opéra, between Place Vendôme and Grands Boulevards."

I'm soo excited!

We both figured that we would rather pay a bit more so we could be situated in a nice neighbourhood located within walking distances to the various places we want to visit, than live outside of the city and take public transport.

My mother thinks that i will fall in love and bring back a french man...i told her that i was going to be there with my alterna-date and therefore the opportunity wouldnt be there to actually meet someone. And i will only be in France for 6 days.

I think she has a fixation of having a eurasian grandchild.

My Real Age...

The run didnt happen last night.

And I was sooo psyched for it. I was buzzing in the morning. Loaded up with carbs for brekkie...by lunch i was raring to go.

But then i got an email from my friend who works at JP Morgan who is running the race too, and the email wasnt good news. They were proposing that the race be postponed, but they would update us at 3:30pm.

3:32pm and i checked the website.

The race has been postponed until Thursday 16 November, 2006. Due to the gusty wind and possibility of hail. It was decided with the Bureau and Centennial Park agreeing that it was not good condition for a run.

BUT look out the window today, and it is currently pouring down with rain.

I am no longer psyched. I am quite annoyed really. Very sleepy too.

If the rain stops, i might consider running...but i dont know...im also starting to get an itchy throat...the start of a cold/flu!
=P


On a higher note...

I watched ACA last night because it was after the news and there was something about "2 fat fellas" and how they decided to lose their beer guts after taking the test on realage.com.

So, i thought i would go on today and test it out.

The results have come in and im actually 17.1 today! 8.5 years younger than my birth age.

How cool is that?

I thought i would probably be about 24, maybe 23...you know, with all the exercise i do...I sooo did not expect to be 17.1 y/o.

Its pretty cool to be informed that you will be "really" 21y/o in three years time.

I wonder if this is why i feel as though i am not quite an adult yet? Because my "real" age isnt quite the same as my "birth" age?

hmm...

If you are bored, or if you ever wondered what your "real" age was...go to the website: www.realage.com and have a go. Its a free test and it may not be 100% accurate, but it gives you an indication at least.


So...lets see if the race will still be on this arvo and whether or not i will get psyched to run the race properly...

Winning a prize...

I rarely win anything...the last time i won something other than the Melbourne Cup was back in primary school where i entered a guessing competition, where you had to guess how many smarties were in a jar.

Which was really a fluke.

I have never won anything of significance since then...cos what i put into that guessing comp was only 20c and what i got out of it was like 300-400% profit.

Melbourne Cup...i usually break even.

My biggest win so far in my life has got to be the Kylie tickets.

I entered in a competition. I didnt expect anything to happen - as it usually doesnt. But then i got an email and was advised that i had won Kylie tickets.

I was really surprised. I was shocked. I dont win things!

The tickets are for Sunday 26th November, and i was going to take my mother as she was complaining that i have never taken her to anything like that...so i thought since she knew who Kylie was, she might enjoy it, in terms of concerts.

Ironic enough, we both cant go. She has to go to this wedding and i have to take her. Bloody.

So, i've asked around to see if my brother and sis-in-law want to go...and although my sis-in-law does, she has to wake up early on Monday, so she has said no. I've asked around and the people who do want to go said they would have gone with me. But since im not going, then what is the point in it? Some were just iffy about it as they werent big fans.

And then by sheer chance i mentioned it to my workmate, and she said yes before i could even ask if she wanted the tickets! And she offered to pay me for them!

So, i may not be going to Kylie, but i do have some cash for my tickets.

And since im paying for my Europe tour and airfares by the end of this month, i really do need the money! The tour price has been increased compared to this year by a few hundred dollars, which is why i am keen to pay for it during the early bird price slash. (Pay earlier, big discount).

My leave has been approved without a hassle. I just told my manager i wanted September 07 off. He jokingly asked me if i could bring a laptop and i said i would if i had internet access everywhere i went - so I can load up all my pictures while im over there! *LoL*

I will be meeting up with a friend in Paris and were going to stay in an apartment for a week. Looking online for an apartment has gotten me really excited. I dont particularly care about where, so long as it wont be a long trip to the airport when i leave, since my friend and i are parting in different directions. And there is a half-decent bathroom.

I feel nervous and yet really excited.

I hope my nerves calm down when i actually leave, like in 9 months from now.

Sheesh, sounds like im about to have a baby!
*LoL*

The run...

From the way i am getting excited about the JP Morgan Corporate Challenge, you would assume that i am about to run a marathon...

From the way my friend talks about how he is going to pass out at the end of the race, you would assume that it is in fact longer than 5.6km.

But it is only 5.6km on flat ground.

I emailed him today and posed the question: "Who would have thought that you and i would be running a race?"

And honestly, no one would have guessed in their wildest dreams that he and i would be running tomorrow afternoon.

I have workmates who will be walking the race, but i have decided to run the whole length, if my lungs can handle it.

I havent managed to run from my office to Mrs Mac's Chair and back without stopping to walk 100m or 2...so im not sure if i can run the whole length of the race. But im getting really excited regardless!

My office to Mrs Mac's is roughly the same distance of the race, but where i run there are hilly parts - while the race will be flat. So, it should be easier, im hoping.

I really want to finish the race in under 40 minutes...thats the goal.

But regardless, i think it should all be done by 60 minutes...even the walkers.

Then its food and drinks in the marquee!
;)

this book...

K gave me this book to borrow because she said it had a really really wonderful amazing romantic ending. (Basically, its something she wants me to read so that she can gush to someone and someone will understand her when she gushes.)

She thinks its sooo good, in fact, that she made her fiance read the ending. And her sister!

I got the book on Monday and finished it last night.

Maybe she hyped it too much, but i suspect its just the cynic in me that has me disliking the ending.

To me, the whole book seems unrealistic, and it swings from extremes. Its set in Sydney. Maybe i just dont know the scene in which the characters in the book hover in. But the romantic aspect, i saw it coming a mile away, for that particular one.

It seems odd that someone can fall in love with another when they only meet based on chance (well you find out later that its been orchestrated to appear that way), and the pair only have half conversations. They never have a full conversation.

How can you fall in love with someone if the longest time you spent with them was in the process of rescuing a friend from being gang-banged by a bunch of wanna-be cowboys at a bush shin-dig???

The ending, is basically this...

Since the main character is from London, she came to Sydney to get away from her fiance who cheated on her with a pro...after a year working in Sydney and because she didnt think it would work with the one she supposedly "love", her visa ends and so she packs to go home.

At the airport she cries while in line to check-in...
"Fortunately I was so early for my flight there was no one there to see me, except for a kind man who materialised next to me at the counter and handed me a clean white cotton hanky."

And the kind man was...? You guessed it, the man she loves.

*awwwwww*

*pfft*

As if!

He then proceeds to tell her that he is coming to London too.

To be with her.

She asks him why is he coming to London too?

"Because I love you." He tells her.

*bleh*

And thats the ending. Romantic? Mushy? Gushy? Yeah, its all of that...and if i really believed in, i dont know, say love at first sight...then maybe i would be the one thinking that it was the most romantic, gorgeous, lovey thing on earth. But i dont.

Cheater, cheater pumpkin eater...

Its 7:45am and this toddler is walking out of my building, looking all grumpy while holding his dad's hand, heading towards childcare...well i assume, cos dad is wearing a suit, he is probably an E&Y employee, looking all serious and getting ready for work...far too early and far from looking ready for a play-date with his toddler.

This kid looked so cute and grumpy, i couldnt help but smile and chuckle to myself, thinking he mustn't have had enough sleep last night.

*LoL* his demise made my day - Thanks kid!

***

I was backing Pop Rock and Maybe Better yesterday. And since im a chicken who only bets $2 each way on 5 different horses (win & place). I obviously spent more than what i actually won on the return! I didnt want to bet on Delta Blues, because im working on a project called "Delta" and it gives me the sh!ts...and i think that horse won simply to add salt to the wound. Meanwhile the PM on that project backed the horse with the same namesake as his project and profitted very well.

***

After the festivities of the day (we lunched)...2 co-workers and i went to a pub and one of them was asking for advice. It seems this 'person' still has feelings for 'someone' they were with for 6 months, about 2 years ago. The 'person' is thinking about going to China to see the 'someone'. BUT the 'person' isnt sure they should now because of the feelings they have for said 'someone'.

I asked: "Do you still feel for the person? Or is it because you havent been with anyone else since them and you just want a partner?"

The 'person' isnt sure. And then it was revealed that the 'someone' had cheated on said 'person'. I told the 'person' that i wouldnt go there. I would never forgive a cheater. I dont care that it was "only once"...cheating is the ultimate betrayal in my books.

The 'someone' had cheated on the 'person' with someone of another gender.

Now that put a spanner in the works with my not forgiving a cheater...as i have never faced such a situation where it concerned bisexuals.

I then asked: "So the 'someone' cheated on you with a guy or girl? Because if it was an experimental thing...then that really changes things...hmm..."

It was opposite gender to the 'person'.

My advice to the 'person' is that they dont go to China during the festive season to see this 'someone' as they would be staying with the 'someone' and it would just confuse them even more. I mean, would you really be able to differentiate your emotions of wanting the 'someone' or just wanting a someone, while you are with them???

***

Yesterday afternoon got me thinking about how strongly i felt against cheaters.

Its the ultimate betrayal a partner can commit.

I would much rather a bf breaking up with me to explore whatever he felt uncertain about, than just committing the crime and when caught, beg for forgiveness.

The thing is, its more about the broken trust, than the act that is the real problem. And since i firmly believe in monogamy, if a guy wants more than one girl...he should really look for another girl who is happy to share him around town. I'm not interested!

Fortunately, i have never been cheated on, and im sorry for making it sound so one-sided...i know girls cheat on their boyfriends too...but as im talking from my perspective, it sounding like im bagging men but i dont mean to.

I had to re-evaluate whether i would forgive a guy for cheating on me with another guy because he was unsure of his sexuality. Ideally, i would rather him breaking up with me first before he started exploring...but i think i would be more inclined to forgive him on this account than any other "cheating". This would be an exception.

I am not saying that i will definitely forgive him...but i would be more understanding if it was this particular situation. And i think its the only situation that i would be understanding about.

***

I read a headline of an article in the Daily Telegraph on Monday, it read something like: "Muslim girl accused of murdering her mother."

Now, why is it that when something like this happens, and the person accused is of some minority-type religion or group, that it gets branded that way?

I am not Muslim. I do not know the contents of the article. I dont know the person accused. I am in no way condoning murdering one's mother.

What i am bringing up is simply the choice of words in headlines. Yes, i know journalists are trying to keep their jobs and by doing so they must choose words that would get the public interested and buying the papers.

BUT, wouldnt the headline of "Girl accused of murdering her mother" generate the same amount of interest? Without the added "Muslim"???

I mean, if i, for example was in a headline, would they write:

"Asian, non-practicing Buddhist-by-default girl...blah blah blah"...?

I am pretty sure there are other people who have been accused of something horrible and have been in headlines, but if they were say, Christian, you surely wouldnt see that in the headline. So, why would you write that the girl is Muslim?

To incite more anger in the public, especially with all the things going on in the predominantly Muslim part of the world???

To generate more propaganda??? I wouldnt be surprised.

It actually got me upset. I dont think its right to single people out as such. The dramatic effect would have been all the same without singling the girl out as Muslim...well i think.

*hmph*

Settled...

I just got a call @ 2:28pm.

Its an anticlimax, if you ask me...

I mean, im getting married to the bank for 30 years of my life...and all i get is a short phonecall to say that "Its settled. Everything has been done." from the clerk at my solicitor's office.

Where is the "Congratulations!"???

Where is my, i dunno...happy happy joy joy celebratory cheer?

I have been stressed out for a while now because of this.

Finding the right mortgage, engaging the solicitor...trying to get things done before the next interest rate hike was a shocker. My broker was stressing me...i guess he was a bit worried about failing me, as he is my brother's friend...and it seems he is scared of me. I'm not going to be pushed over when it comes to my money! He had to find out the hard way...

Although, i am completely appreciative of his help. And i would have been lost without his guidance...but just dont get me feeling iffy or even give me a whiff of a possibility that i will be ripped off. I wont take it and i will hunt you down until you fix it and guarantee that everything is hunky dory.

So, i didnt get a ring of any sort...no rock on my finger...but i am officially tied to the bank (as of however minutes ago) from when i received that call to say that the banks have exchanged cheques.

I am a home owner. eh.

Something in the air...

He surprised her with a day out to the beach for her birthday.

He packed a picnic too.

All set? Yes.

They got to the beach, he unpacked everything...she just knew she was going to enjoy her birthday this year...how could she not? The weather was just perfect and her boyfriend had packed a picnic...it was just sweet.

After lunch, he brought out his laptop.

He wanted to show her something.

He opened a powerpoint slide and she started to wonder what he was going to show her?

To her surprise (yet another) it was a slide with various photos of the two of them together on various trips, outings, dinners, etc. A romantic song was the soundtrack.

As the presentation neared the end, his palms started to perspire in anticipation.

The last slide was "the question"...

She just stared at him in disbelief and yet believing his intentions whole heartedly.

He brought out a little box and suprised her for the 3rd time that day.

It was gorgeous, solitaire, & BIG.

She said yes and couldnt stop smiling.

Two weeks down the track when i saw her, she was still smiling non-stop...

Love is beautiful, it brings me to tears.

***

I just read on a friend's blog...her bf of yonks had recently popped the question too. The two of them are so cute...

Either there is something in the air or its something in the water...but it seems everyone i know is either getting engaged or married...my parents have been invited to 8 weddings and thats only over Oct/Nov/Dec.

I'm going to one early Dec. K&H just had their engagement party.

I am getting a tad paranoid that im going to turn around one day and everyone is just going to come at me and ask me to their engagement party or wedding!

It feels a bit like the frenzy when all your friends had their 21st Birthday celebrations...now we are older, the next thing is marriage...and we have finally hit the 'appropriate' age to get hitched. So, all the couples who have been together for a while are finally getting married.

hehhehee...how bizarre is it?

I wonder if i should stop breathing...?

Fair Game?

If a guy you know has:

(a) Been your friend for over 5 years,
(b) Actually kept in touch with you throughout those 5+ years, albeit sporadic,
(c) Written a variation of a joke you sent to him and it was written just for you, or
(d) All of the above

My answer is D.

Does that mean he sort of likes me?

My friend with the ex problem has been communicating with me via email for a while now, with a couple of phone calls here and there. Nothing spectacular happens in our conversations, but its neither boring nor am i in a rush to get off the phone with him when he does call.

We use to crush on each other way back when and only found out when we were with our respective girlfriend/boyfriend at the time while in uni.

I didnt think about any possibilities with him...but he is actually quite thoughtful towards me, even when he was with his ex. And now...he is writing jokes for me.

I told a work mate and she told me to actively be a distraction for him, so he doesnt have to think about the ex. But im not sure if i want to be there and hint along the way, because i dont know how i feel and quite frankly...i think i would just complicate things for him even more. He is confused now about the ex situation...another girl in the picture would just make his head spin further.

But she thinks its okay, and that its fair game...he is currently single...and she thinks by the sounds of things, that he is keen. So, therefore i should go and distract him!

O_o

Err...*cough*...

And yet, what do i want? I think as a friend, he is great! I'm not sure about a bf. I'm still not sure if i want a bf right now.

*ugh*

You know, i'm not really sure if he is even interested in me...gee im so up myself...just jumping to conclusions!!!

I should really have kept this to myself...

On a higher note some female work mates have commented about how much they love my black tulip skirt and have told me that i have to strut down the hallway if i am walking in that direction, as they can see me when i go that way.

Streamline.

I can't imagine how some people can live complicated lives filled with lies.

I think i would die from the weight of it all on my shoulders. And we all know how i feel about weight on my shoulders...absolutely hate it...with a vengeance.

And you know, if you ask your bf/ex to give you time to think about things...to you know, straighten things out in your head about the two of you...but then you decide that you want to dump him...and then after a few months, when he is finally moving along...why the hell would you harass the poor guy and ask him to take you back?!?!?!?

I mean, how rude is that? My friend has finally gotten his head sorted out. But then lately his ex has asked him to take her back. Yes, he probably was wishing that this would happen some time when they first broke up...but now he learnt to accept that it wasnt going to happen. Yet, it does, and the guy is all screwed up again.

I told him to push back. And by that i mean, he should tell her to give him time to think about it. He gave it to her when she asked for it initially...if she really wants him back, then she can wait just like he did for her. Its only fair. And if she doesnt, well then we know where her heart really is - and thats not with him.

He wrote back after i offered that little bit of advice, telling me that i was "upfront". "Upfront" sounds very controversial to me, like im looking for a fight. I prefer the simpler, more diplomatic words like honest and frank.

He told me that i was a good friend to tell him like it is. And im thinking, umm...isnt that what any friend would say?

And then im thinking, maybe i gave such advice simply because i want to keep everything simple now.

I dont want things messy. I dont want to confuse anyone. So, although i try not to be blunt, i still try to be as honest as possible without hurting people's feeling. But i have noticed that i still have too many words in my sentences...i should start culling all the words i put in it and try to express things as precisely and succinct as possible.

I think im going to start an overhaul on my life.

Starting with my calendar. While i was bored during Winter...i am so busy now in Spring and the coming Summer. I sort of prefer minimising my weekend to only one night out. That is either a Friday night or a Saturday night or a Sunday night. I cant manage 2 late nights. My body needs a bloody week to catch up and then it gets hit again the following weekend! Sunday for recovery is no longer enough.

I am not comparing my life to anyone else...im just saying that i cant deal with mine so im making the changes i need to make. Mean while, i dont know how L&E manage their lives. They have late nights during the week as well as the weekend and they are book solid until next year.

Next i need to get my money back in order. Once the house is settled, i can then pay off the bills i need to and then work out my new budget. Its currently a nightmare. And since its my money, i dont like the fact that things are not in order.

Then i will work on my sentences and how i express things. I am going to try and explain things in as little sentences i can. Once i get that down pat, i will start reducing the amount of words used in the sentence. And the trick is to not lose the meaning while doing so.

I guess that means my blog posts will be significantly shorter...

I will also try to prevent any repetition in the body of what i am writing. I tend to do that...paraphrase or reiterating something already mentioned.
=T

Hmm...i think i need to cut out the amount of sugar im having...my blood sugar level is peaking sporadically and i am currently feeling tired at 8:50am, while i was alert only 30 minutes ago. Another thing to streamline i guess...my bloody diet, yet again. Although, my tiredness today could simply be the fact that i went to bed at 10pm and then woke at 3am but couldnt get back to sleep until 4:30am and had to wake up at 5:30am...that explains today...but not the past 3 days where i have been schlepping my carcass around work.

I also need to file all my documents that are just sitting on my desk at work. They are stacked neatly, but in no particular order and its becoming a bad habit to just ditch my paperwork mixing different projects together like that!

Whats become of me???