not so bad a day afterall

today's prolly one of the best days that i had since the time i got back from sg this month... here's why.

made a big booboo yesterday at work and practically got screamed at by the boss but turned it around today and he.. for once.. actually said something good about what i did. haha.. he's not very good at giving praises so methinks he found it pretty weird to not be able to say anything negative. YES!~~

finally found a nice place for the girls to live in when i'm away so i dun have to lock them up and bother everyone in my life to help with taking care and feeding the girls and cleaning up their mess and shit. at least i can go for my events in peace. costs a bit.. but their welfare and my happiness is more important.

they didn't mess up the house today coz i managed to find somewhere to keep them safe and out of trouble while i'm at work... i still come home every lunch and dinner to let them loose but at least they are not cooped in the cage, and i have less shit and tissue paper around the house to clean.

i left work at 8plus~!!~ which is a miracle~~!

i'm going home in 6 days~~ YAYYY~~!!~!~!~

welcome home mummy!!

11pm- i came home from a two-day event to a house full of shit and tissue paper scattered around. on my sofa, my living room floor, my room and my bed. the girls really not-trying-very-hard to hide their displeasure that i left them at home for 2 days. thanks to nicky who helped me feed them both days or they might have turned the entire house into a shit hole.

11.05pm- picked up the multiple piles and lumps of shit, some still soft, some already hardened.

11.30pm- swept up entire floor of scattered tissue paper and whatever not that they tore up along the way.

12am- too tired to continue, i fell asleep on the other side of the sofa. couldn't move anymore... and because i was grouchy, very very grouchy, flared up at the bf all the way in sg. sorry...

4.30am- woke up and began mopping floor.

5.00am- finished mopping floor, fell back asleep. at least something is done.... sigh..

6.00am- woke up again and started sweeping up the mess in the room, picked up more shit along the way... washed the bedsheet, mopped the floor, threw clothes into the laundry basket, sprayed perfume.

6.30am- cleaned up shit stain left on sofa and mattress. gawd they are so mean to me...

present moment- waiting for sofa and mattress to dry before putting on fresh covers, contemplating what i should do next.

the girls aren't really eating.. and i hope brandy hasn't forgotten where she normally shits. the house seems almost back to it's original, in fact, it's less furry.. so yey.. thank god for a half day the boss gave me or i'll prolly be sleeping in the office.

which reminds me... damn... i dun wanna go work!~

feb come quick!

things that make it all worthwhile

the girls are smart.. .. very smart.. they know exactly when their daddy is not around and exactly when to bully the shit out of me..

dammit... i've been too nice... arrrrggghhh....

anywayz, talking too much about work and all has made me feel like such a whiner.. so here i present... pictures of my babies!~ (when they are not driving me crazy)

whiskey is undoubtedly known as the 'sainai' dog (sainai meanin damn teh...super manja... kisses and hugs kinda bitch.)

brandy on the other hand just wants in on all the action. super naughty... yea.. she up on the couch (she knows she's not allowed) and then standing at the edge turning back to look at me, almost as if she's daring me to shove her off. she thinks it's fun!!! arghhh!!!

brandy at 2 months.. when we first brought her back

whiskey at 3months.... oh how they've grown...

life after jul

life, as it may seem, is pretty okay for now.
no more working till 5am only to head to work at 9.30am the.. erm.. i can't say next day, can i? um.. i guess not when i step out of the office to bright daylight and leave home to work in the same brightness.... life sucked last month.

and because of all the shit that culminated last month, the boss doesn't quite trust me anymore. and i don't quite trust myself that much anymore. it's like... i feel like i can't do anything without his consent and everything i do, he definately has something to say. fuck man, i can't work in an environment like this... i .. can't.

then came the long looong awaited trip back to sg when i finally was able to let loose (after being woken up twice by the company back in taipei... having to stay at home a whole day doing work when i'm on 'leave' and having everyone tell me in my face to stop thinking about work), letting loose was fun and a much much need relief to all the shit that was going on. i see my friends, the big hugs, the smoke breaks.. the crazy crazy things we do reminds me of what i miss... and i miss everyone sooo much. kinda makes me wanna stay put in sg and just disappear from work. but of course, i'm more responsible than that... so..

i decide with jenn and val to kinda start on a little wedding planning/events company. sugar and spice (which unfortunately was already taken.. fuckers...) and now we're still deliberating on what to name the company. but with us all having full time jobs now (unfortunately for me), the plan is to continue planning and see where things go after 2 yrs... i'm giving us 2 yrs.. so we have 2 yrs to work on portfolio so people, if u wanna get married, do so in the next two yrs and all u gotta do is give us the experience, testimonials, pictures and alot of angbaos..

then.... news came from nicky that Taiwan Journal (english based mag) is looking for a copy editor. i hoping to give it a shot and see how it goes... but the interview process seems scary so... ahhhh.. i really dunno if i'm up to it. *minor freaking out moment*

all these decisions and thoughts and plan whilst still in a 1 yr contract that expires in feb09, but then again, i guess if i'm really unhappy, and they really can't gimme either money or a proper visa or a life, then wtf rite? even if i continue living here... i believe being an english teacher can help with the finances more than what this job pays. so... watever... i prefer being happy..

if i'm poor but have loads of time on my hands for myself.. i'm good
if i'm rich but have no time whatsoever, at least, i'm rich..
right now, i'm none of the above. so screw the fucking contract.

that said, if i dun get any other job within the next i dunno how long, then i'll happily finish my contract, fuck off and hope that the man earns enough money for me to concentrate on honing my pole dancing skills and earn money doing just that and wedding planning.

hooowww abbbouutt thhhattt~!

i refuse to leave office later than 9pm. methinks he's taking it for granted that my colleague and i are practically living in the office. i refuse to live in unhappiness and fear. fuck man.. if i wanted that life, i'd have continued working in sg. maybe sg might even have been better..

ah welll ... me hungry.. me needs to eat...

cheerios!~