Just cuz, I'm edging close to 12 hours...

Just cuz, I'm inching closer to having been officially at work for the past 12 hours... which makes for half of my day gone... and to think that I didn't even slack THAT much today. I deserve my break in blogland.

It's quite a long time to be at work, come to think of it. But ah well.. lots to clear. Expectations are getting higher, work is piling up, and every other day, some other weird thing gets thrown into my court. Gotta hit all these tennis balls out of my court. I am only allowed ONE bounce.

Oh.. and guess what? a weird thought occured to me. Was chatting with ex colleague, and suddenly, I remembered... this western food store that I used to frequent at my err.. previous, previous job. I think I gained a lot in terms of fats and probably ate myself sick at that point of time. Imagine, I would be staying back at work, every other day back then, and I would eat that. cuz it would be the ONLY store left open. Everyday, it was fish & chips or chicken cutlet, well, cuz, by evening, that's all they were wiling to cook.

Compared to now. I have nothing for dinner cuz well, I work in nowhere land, and no food = no food. hahaha.. no buts about it. But somehow, would you believe I think it's healthier? This from the woman who senses that she's going to be getting gastric soon? Based on funny little pangs of pain from her abdomen? and who, not realising she will be staying late tonight, had only two poh piahs for lunch? (yes, I was trying to diet, so sue me)

And there's... NO DINNER AT HOME! Cuz my mom tot i would be at lessons today. ah well... there goes food. Mebbe I will dabao something close to home, on my way back. Now, let me finish this one thing and send it to my boss first. Clear work! Zou Kang!

P.s. this is not a rant. it's just errrr... a blog entry. cuz i kinda like being busy. Call me masochistic, workaholic, what have you. hahahaa

Post Edit: I reached home, on promise of SOME food, at the unholy hour of 10ish... to realise that... there was no edible food. This despite 2 phonecalls home to her royal empress dowager make sure that there was food, cuz yours truly was having a gastric attack, and I sense that her royal highness sounded v distracted over the phone, and I had a very strong feeling there's NO food at home, to reach home and realise, my 6th sense was right. It's my fault you know, I was the one who borrowed all these STUPID korean vcds home for her to watch. I had to walk out to dabao again. Stupid end to an OK day.