Gosh, why do we always have to associate with "Houston" when we have a problem?
Well, this ain't a problem at all, at least not on my turf.
How about a guy who's passion is in it's shoes, for now. I do have my fair share in bags, and shades and jackets, and of course my love for watches too... Which ever that suits my style and my liking...
How do you like my Perrys, aint them gorgeous, Fred, you've done great producing shoes that thrill me.
You've got to be kidding me with these guys doing their DANCE MOVES.
TO DIE FOR... Gosh
Erm... reason why I blog in broad daylight! Well, besides the point that MOST of my fellow colleagues are on leave, not many people around, boss is not around, my superior, well, and for me, still working hard ...
I JUST WANT TO PUT ON SOME GROVVY MUSIC TO PICK ME UP. And FOUND THIS.
LOVELY, it just instantly PICK ME UP! The Moves Are Crazy, C R A Z Y! I am so going to get this music clip and their album. Well, maybe buy the album and pass on to my niece who's a great fan of this group, download the tracks on my iShuffle and enjoy it.
Merry Merry Christmas To All and hoppe you guys enjoy the festive cheers, drinking, having loads of funfilled times with friends, family and loved ones.
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Happy Boxing Day to you all too.
Rain in the morning, but it ain't gona deter me from leaving home with my 2 girls and to meet my colleagues at Botanic Garden for breakfast and allowing our precious little girls from enjoying themselves too.
Once upon a time, there lives a fine young lad (not that young already to begin with...) who sort of think that he's found the ultimate job and hopefully for a good long term to stay in the business, what business is up to what he thinks it is, la!
Being assigned from account to account and to many other accounts later, sort of think that the company is very much in love with him. Then It's purely one-sided, cause nobody really know that the #### the mighty boss is thinking... AT ALL!
Being transfer from various different types of "heads" - dickheads if you insist on calling them, who deem fit themselves to think so highly that they knows it all. Well, let's just say human got eyes to see, they ain't that great to begin with. Afterall, it's just work and nothing else. Let's say you want to clap, you needed both hands, not just ONE hand, you go nowhere. These people just don't get it. They are independent ####ers. Pardon my french.
So, why and how did we all end up to this very day that we need to sell our smiles and what, to make people happy? It is senseless. No brainer and nowhere to begin.
It is disgusting when you've developed sort of some hatred on people already, and yet you need to put on that big, huge ####ing smile on your face and to provide a giving heart. It's a tough industry to survive and worst all, having to put up with these stupid people and smile and laugh and have a great time, so to speak at meetings and gathering. It is just NOT RIGHT.
The day will come and hopefully, better, if not GREAT and BRIGHTER for me and to embrace a whole new chapter in my life.
It's sad when you're so involved and passionate about something in your workplace and that workplace which somehow or rather had been your 2nd home now has become an office dent.
What is wrong with people these days.
I guess it somehow got to do with the economic downturn. Sorry, did I just said that. How can that be. Everyone is still shopping, guess it's afterall the festive season and you need to spent, you need to spent and you just need to spent.
Do we somehow had a choice, well, certainly. To each his own, but we really got to watch what you spent really. Thus, to spent only the required, I think I am so slapping myself in the face, make it a double smack! PIACK PIACK. Sorry, I am shallow, I am very very shallow. I can't help it, I love beautiful things, I adored beautiful things, and I want to be beautiful, pardon my words, gorgeous then. HEY, what's wrong with beauti-fucking-ful, hadn't you heard of Beautiful Boys, haha... Ops, sorry, I side track again.
YES... Where I last mentioned. WORKPLACE.
And so, this workplace is a goner, gone with the fucking wind. It's sad. I've had many good times with my fellow colleagues there, the good ones, the bad ones, and acting ones, and know how to skive work and OH I AM FUCKING BUSY ones... Oh well, we do see them around, and "Honey! You think I'm the only blind one around! There are SPY EYES lor, batteries not included!"
It will be missed when the times comes. Then I can hear both my pretty girls screaming at me...
"WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO... DO... DO...!"
This 2 preeeeeeeeeetty gals are really something, ONE is making the POSSIBLE dream to fullfill her "2 Dot 2 Screws" and another is well on her way to international stardom, the earlier one had her 5/10/ or many minute fame, but the fame must go on... And she have the energy and courage and all she needs to get it done, you go girl.
Oh, side track again. YES. OK, I want...
erm... actually I might need someone to really slap me in the face and tell me...
LOOK! You are good in THIS THIS THIS THIS and THAT, so what the FUCK are you doing with your LIFE!
Directions is important, I am an old fuck now, and I can't just like decide to do something and then realise it's not me? I want my next career change to be grounded for life. Passionate of what I can do and provide for, to excel and do well and hope to make my millions and get MY OWN HOME. That would be ideal isn't it so.
WOW, well said. Then, i guess I may just need that extra luck to go further and excel.
God, give me your courage and blessing for me excel and do well in my career with all the love I am getting from all my loved ones and YOU. You will be my guiding light, to lead, to innovate, to push me to my limits and show what I am capable of doing.
Till then.
Cherish the present and make good with what you have. Provide Love, Give Love and You'll Get Love.
Coming in to blog, may or may not be a good thing afterall. That would depends much of the context really. Don't you agree more. Am I too free to blog, why the blog, blah blah blah
Lost For Words. How so?
What happens when human have nothing much to talk about? What happens... What happens... What happens...
It's really strange, I don't even know where and how to begin writing this.
I guess I'm afterall LOST FOR WORDS too.
Life goes on.
Love yourself cos you have only yourself to love at the end of the day. (is that correct, or anyone can debate to that, do write in and comment)
Getting the right present... Getting the right gift wrapper... Getting/Buying/Making the right box size for the gift & Wrapping it up nicely. Ribbons... & Bows... Messages... Names...
It's driving me insane with the presents which i've to wrap, i understand why Santa's got the thousand and one elf to wrap up his presents where he sits comfortably in his couch sipping hot chocolate drink.
Then it's still not done, i've still a couple more to go.
I've been really nice to my family and i've spent like thousands just on this Christmas getting the present, for everyone. And what did i get for myself, after all i've spent, what's left, i guess my insanity. Be content, Be happy and you'll be happy.
I want to be happy, i love to be happy. Always...
Alas, at times, it just ain't so.
Sometimes things just happen for a reason and that will affect you. How do you resolve it?
Words spoken in truth, but maybe or perhaps there's a hidden message, we won't know. How else do we know if we don't get to understand it at all. It's like a door, you're being shut out, you're not letting known, you're not being shared.
I can't describe any words now, nor able to think straight.
Still, i think i'm at loss now and perhaps, am lost in my fairy-tale, make believe surreal world.
Hi there, there's way too much LOVE going on with my Darl, and OUR 2 gorgeous little pretty girls, Paris & Vienna. I am, after all, still very much your guy-next-door, with a great personality, a good heart, having a great style and also someone you'd definitely like to bring home to meet your folks. Ops, I AM TAKEN! FOR LIFE! I LOVE YOU DARL, & daddies LOVE OUR 2 delightfully gorgeous girls Paris & Vienna.
