Feelings

Like honestly.

How can one be so incredibly happy and focused in one week and then extremely moodless the next?

Why do things, reasons and thoughts that have never been of importance suddenly become so significant?

Mood swings. How I hate thee so.

I want to revert back to being all positive, independent and 'ME' again, but somehow, it seems rather pointless. Tsk tsk. It's as though life is passing me by. Oh, the emoness in me!

Mood swings=PMS=you-know-what alert.

As I've mentioned before, I have started working at another section as a receptionist. So far, everything is pretty alright except for the fact that there is, once again, the Colleague From Hell.

I am beginning to think that it is a universal law to have at least one Colleague From Hell in every workplace. Colleague From Hell is not only bossy, she's also OBESE.

Okayla. It's not a crime to be fat lor (since I am categorized under this category. Wtf) but still, the fact that she is big and not very nice makes the situation even worse. Think Rasputia from 'Norbit'.

And just because we are not of the same race, she thinks that I do not know that she is talking about me since she's doing it in her language. As if I am that dense and do not know how to pick up a gossipy tone and certain words which are used like practically universally. Just because she happens to be the senior *cough*old*cough* staff there, she thinks that everyone should bow and kiss her feet. Well, two can play that game, can't they? I can easily use the 'my mom is one of the Heads' excuse so she MUST bow to me or else, face expulsion. Wahahahahaha.

Owh, of course I won't do that and my mom isn't that dumb to mix personal issues and work. If she could....Nah. Then I shall be forever known as the spoilt brat. Yeh. Some things are just meant to be faced alone. Well, not exactly alone. I do have an ally in the other receptionist cum cashier, who on the first day of work, has already warned me about each and every different colleague there. Apparently, Mdm I-am-the-boss is known as 'The Head' (Code name. Hurhur.)

And little brothers are useless. I repeat. Useless. Only usable during situations IE: throwing trash.

Harrumph. Okaylar. Moving on th some pictures since I reckon everyone is getting sick of reading words.

Photos, courtesy of Jessica, were taken in Fiona's house on Valentine's Day. The dress code colours were red and white.

By the way, Jess, you have got me totally hooked on the Sum41 song. 0.0

Jessica and Allen, the friends-but-are-not-couple, in white. =D This picture's first since it's Jess's camera so the owner shall have the honours. Hurhur.



Gossip session with Allen and Gong.


It was fun gossiping with these gossip folks who are very aware of their surroundings.


Daphne, Allen, Jessica, Fiona, me and Kristy.


The girls and Gong. He was about to leave then.




Girls being girls. =)


Group piccie. Look at the spot of light shining on Kok's face. It's a sign. A Sign. Hoho.

There were actually some more shots of random things and stuff but I posted only certain things because Desperate Housewives is beckoning me to watch it now. For more pics, do click on Daphne and Kristy's link.

Till then.

Oh yes. Aizzat ah, you ought to visit me the next time you drop by lar. So close yet so far. Tsk tsk. Apalah!