Monday, January 29, 2007

Apples of my eye

Yesterday afternoon just when I least expected it, the girls came bouncing into my room and cozied themselves into my bed. *beams*

Thanks to H, this was the 1st time I took a picture with the 2 terrors. :p

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

They had hell lot of fun hiding themselves under the covers while we kept grabbing their legs and pulling the blanket off them.

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

What more can I ask for when I have these darlings to brighten my weekends?

Friday, January 26, 2007

New home in the making 2

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting
21 Jan 2007

At least some things still make me happy. =)

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Caught in a rut

Feeling somewhat dissatisfied with my life at the moment. I wake up every morning feeling like I haven't slept though I did, eagerly (make it desperately) jump into bed for a 15-min nap before I leave the house, drag my feet to the train station, struggle to hold my balance on the crammed trains when there's no pole or handle within arm's length, spend the morning at my table waiting for lunch, sit at my table in the afternoon waiting to knock off...

Life shouldn't be like this, shoud it? Other than for the purpose of saving up money for the flat and to pay off the bills at home, I have no idea why I am doing what I am doing.

Please let me find myself soon.

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Lost sheep?

I've been tired lately. The weeks surrounding the start of the year were unexpectedly loaded with deadlines. Gone are the days when I could leave the office at 6 sharp. These few days, even the boss leaves earlier than I do.

Really, it's good to be given some pretty important tasks to do but I'm conflicted as to whether I made the right choice in choosing this job. Well, okay, maybe 2 months back, there wasn't much of a choice because I was desperate for some income. Now, it seems diving head-on into an industry I am not familiar with is not that great an idea. I never expected how so little satisfaction can be derived (for myself) from doing something that's not related to writing or photography. (Well, basically things I'm familiar with and trained in.)

Now I juggle multiple roles as the boss's personal secretary, an account service exec and a slab of sardine between 2 persons I shall not name for professional courtesy.

H says I'm lost and I guess I really am. Not knowing what I want to achieve for myself in life is scary. I want to live life with passion... but passion... for what?