Poring Hot Springs

As much as the obvious proves otherwise, I actually quite like waking up early in a foreign land. I remember when we were in laos, I kept bugging grace to wake at 5am so we could catch the monks in the morning doing their rounds collecting alms. Though I must state that it never did materialize. Haha.

I woke up just in time to catch the sunrise. The sun’s rising just behind the mountains and clouds causing its rays to shimmer through. I honestly believe that that in itself is a miracle that God blesses us with every single day just to mark the start of the day, and then to top it up with a sunset in the evening just to mark the end. If it wasn’t for us, it wouldn’t be that beautiful. That’s the way God is. Its just… perfect.

Getting to bed early last night was good. We’re high up in the mountains at this place called the poring hot springs. Our little jungle lodge is beautiful but extremely basic and run down. And there are insects in every corner. Beatles and cicadas mostly. Not gross mosquitoes and flies. So it aint that bad because theyre pretty. Haha. Even the caterpillars here are huge but so so pretty! Oh my. Its like a macro paradise here. Pretty!

Its weird tho, we’ve seen fruits that are kinda like mango, but not. Even tasted like one. Soursop that was kinda like soursop, yet different. Coconuts that were bigger and pink. Haha. And now the cicadas in all shapes and sizes and gives off different sounds everytime you annoyed them. Hehe. Cute.

We had really fantastic prata at this place just under our motel yesterday at Ranau, and got to know one of the drivers who fetched us to Poring Hot Springs and found us accommodation to bunk at. Theres absolutely nothing here in this tiny little place, just about 10 shops the hot springs and 2 motels. Well, they do have this really expensive jungle hotel thingy that costs 3500RM per night. Insane. But very very gorgeous.

we checked in, and got ourselves down to the springs. Though we took almost eternity to get there, it was good. I liked the trek and the million of pictures we were snapping away at. But the guys were getting quite annoying, and I keep thinking about the day we’re wasting here at the springs when it could have been planned better to be a day trip instead of spending 2 days here will nothing to do at night. Sigh. The restrictions of travelling in a group is really eating into me. But its ok, I will learn to deal with it. We’re only halfway thru the trip.

Least to say, there are the pros of course. We’ve got the 2 gans, one from avian who is totally into the small birds and monarcs, and the other gan who knows everything there is to know about the birds of prey. Then theres xiaoyi from horticulture who can identify almost every plant. Faith who can call like a gibbon really well.. and azhar..well.. yeah. Azhar. Hahaha.
So it is good, im just praying the cons don’t outweigh the good. The springs were pathetic. They were pretty much built into manmade bath tubs with pumps that link the springs to the tubs. Blah. I was expecting like, really hot springs where you can climb into. Rubbish. But what I really liked were the bat caves that we trekked to and the waterfall that has way too much wildlife around it. It really is a source of life. Fig trees too. Everything is found either near the water or near fig trees. Very intriguing. I actually managed to see fresh water prawns at the falls and took a million pictures of it with the underwater casing. Yay!

We trudged through the bat caves, flattening all the guano they’ve left behind. Hehe. Funny. But it was picture perfect. My!

We finally got out of the place and went for an early dinner. We stuffed our faces with locals coconuts and durian and had a pretty decent dinner with cicadas and beetles flying above our heads ramming itself into the light. But it was ok, natural. The way I liked it.
There are no street lights, and walking back to the lodge was fun. It was pitch black, cold and wet. But fun nonetheless. The rest stayed up for taboo while I crashed at 930. That explains why im up at such an insane hour. But I like I like.. we need days like this with the sunrising behind our backs. I hope everything works out well today and that we’d find Borneo divers when we get to KK. Sigh, lets pray for less fights and more fun. I need to be alone for a bit.. :(

Poor Jake

I don’t know why but ive been so uninspired to write. Like I have to force myself to type this thru. Very unlike Gloria. I blog the most when im on holidays, for some weird random reason. Id like to document most of what I can remember before it fleets from my memory. Hence the obsession with shooting pictures, I’d like to think so anyway.

The trip has been great so far. But cash is depleting oh too quickly. And we haven’t even done anything much apart from uncle tan’s. and that only cost us 320RM each. With a little additional expenses here and there. The rest were used to pay off transportation and the stupid sipilok orang utan sanctuary which wasn’t even much. Didn’t quite like it. A waste of my limited resources. Boo.

I don’t know why, but my instep has been hurting since soccer yesterday. And running to catch the bus earlier on today pretty much aggrevated it. No idea why its like that. Gahh. My legs are due for a trade. Anybody needs some battered equipment to chaokeng? Haha.

They sent us back to uncle Tan’s B&B. well, not forgetting the 5 crocs we saw along the way back home on the boat. 5 salties! Imagine that! Funny how we kept whining about not seeing any when all the other groups have. Then gan mentioned that when my crocs(slippers) went missing, it did earlier on in the morning, that maybe they’ve evolved and turned called in the bunch that we spotted. Haha. Retarded. Azhar had to be an ass when we got on land and kept bragging to the rest of the ang mohs about the 5 crocs we’saw on the way back. I mean, honestly, half the time they looked bored to tears, you think they would actually care or be half as excited as you were? Childish la.

We got back to the B&B and I met 3 swedish girls and a French girl who was travelling alone for a long period of time. She just completed 2 years of the work and travel programme in Australia and was enroute back home. I SO WANNA DO THAT! And she dives! We talked and talked for quite a fair bit. It was good! That’s the bit I totally love about travelling, more so when I travel alone because its easier. That we’ll meet tons and tons of interesting people. but the people i was with... they were so skeptical about every single angmoh. *slaps head* like seriously, grow up guys..

We caught the bus and headed towards ranau, where the poring hot springs are located, or somewhere near it. Saw Jake on the bus. I so bet he was thking, like oh shit, not these bunch of idiots again. he saw me, and quickly said, hey babe, wanna sit here instead? haha, poor fellow. for reasons unknow, i chose to move on to the back instead and he. poor Jake, was stuck with a 4 hour bus ride with childish Azhar, the guy he hated most in the group. haha. We’ve concluded that we are the well hated bunch at uncle tans. We were loud and insanely noisy. And the guys were so bloody racist. And we were perpetually late for our tours. It was horrid. I would have hated us too. well, Jake, if you ever read this, my deepest condolences to you. haha.

Uncle Tan's at its best

I personally think this jungle shower thing we’ve been having bonds relationships tighter. Haha. Funny how every shower ends up with us fooling around, splashing puddles like little 5 year olds in a communal shower. Hehe.

The night trek was so awesome. The pictures that turned out were absolutely fabulous. And our guide, loy, was amazing. Im so in love with the people here. The place even, in its entirely. Though I cannot use the laptop/hp without a bug flying towards the light, or sleep in the serenity of utter silence with the occasional branch breaking sound or water gushing, I love this place. We just played a good hour of taboo. Funny. We kinda made a tad too much noise, the german guy next door walked over in his boxers, barely awake telling us to shut the f up. Haha. Whoops.

We did a total of 3 boat safari tours and 2 treks, one night trek, one safari tour. One more boat tour in the morning tmr. Oh my, its gonna be so so good. The evening tour was fantastic. Just before they ended the tour, they stopped the boats out and we drifted for a good 5 mins into the sunset, and suddenly, one flying fox flew by, then another, and another..then a huge flock of them. OH MY ASS. It was soooo amazing! What a sight to behold! the silouhettes of the bats into the sunset! I lovee..

Too bad we missed out on the pygmy elephants and crocs on this trip. Other than that, we got to see everything that we had intended, if not more. Much more. So it was good. I know of too many nature park/reserves where you see less that 10% of the promised animals. And they’d just end up blaming it on nature, saying its just too difficult to spot. Ah, whatever.. give me a better reason..

I kinda hurt my instep over soccer with the kids. Boo,suck it up and deal with it aye. Alrighty. Time to do what I do best….

the abundance of colours, the intricacy of nature..

Amazing day! I think I could spend forever here in this paradise. And I cannot think of better people to be here with than my colleagues. People who know way more than I do about wildlife. When you think glorias the bird/animal woman, you’re wrong. I barely know nothing, and being here amongst people who can tell you by just a flap of a wing, or a glance from the corner of the eye and will be able to tell you exactly which bird from its genus group right down to its latin name. I like I like. Its like travelling with a bunch of walking bird guide books. Very very cool.
We saw sooooooooooooooooooooo many different species of animals today. And we finally managed to catch the proboscis monkeys and gibbons! Yipeee! I wished I had a better camera. I wished my macro on the ixus could go closer. Urgh. Which reminds me of the macros lens I saw from Inon lenses that is entirely compatible to my underwater casing..!! I want!!

Sometimes I feel that Singaporeans are a tad too close to their own comfort zones. Too unwilling to step out of the group they’re in and befriend others. ah, more on that later..I met Magani from Paris on this trip, and Jake from NY. Interesting people! And they dive too!! And they just did sipadan! God! I’m so jealous! Cant wait to dive on this trip. Anywhere will do. I need to be under the sea like now now now. The rainforest humidity is killing!

The boat safaris were really good. We headed out early this morning at 630am and the sun was hanging high up in the sky already. Awesome weather it is for a dive. Not out for a boat safari tour. It was scorching! But the skies were so blue, and the clouds were soooo fluffy. But just beyond one km and beyond, you’d see nothing but fog. Gorgeous. Our 10seater boat had 2 boat man, the 6 of us and 2 caucasians who seemed very very unhappy to be with us. I mean, if you were honestly out for nature, you would love us! Not only do we keep so quiet just so that we don’t scare the creatures, we can even name it for you! Tsk! They looked so terribly bored… so aiyah. Whatever. Don’t come to uncle tan’s if nature doesn’t excite you. If watching a white bellied sea eagle swooping down for a catch doesnt get you all excited, if seeing a nesting pair of oriental pied hornbills doesn’t leave you jumping up and down, if you’re yawning at the sight of a wild orang utan, then seriously, don’t bother.

Lunch was awesome. The guides were having their exams earlier on. And my! The indepth of knowledge that they really go into. I swear if DMs could be half as good, business will boom. It is just wayyyy fascinating. And its professional. Ask them anything and they can tell it to you. And not a tinge of arrogance are their words laced with. Im so loving it.

We did our first trek and because this site’s new, a lot of the trails were still relatively untouched. Absolutely awesome. And we saw the lantern fly!!! Argh! I so need a better macro lens!! My ixus cannot do justice at all! Its oh so gorgeous. I really hope the guys got a better shot of it. And the oh so cute pill millipede. Cant wait to upload pictures!!!! Oh so pretty! Oh so witty! Hahha.

We played soccer and had a village kid, robot, play with us too. Hehe. So cute. And it was crazy fun. So laid back. Feels like im back in sitiawan. I need to fulfill my farmer vision with Christine very soon. Its eating into me, it really really is. If anyone is deemed creative, having seen the colours and intricacy of design I have today, id daresay God is truly the source of it. No doubt about that.

back to basics

What a wonderful wonderful day. I think I can truly spend the rest of days basking in the comfort of wildlife. Marveling at Gods creation for the rest of my life. Im lying within the constraints of a mozzie netting, with xiaoyi beside me, alanis morrisette’s “that I would be good” and an orchestra of insects and their hissing replacing my usual class95. I cannot emphasize its truth further. Its been really good. And I cannot wait for tomorrows trek to take a million more pictures.

The abundance of wildlife here is spectacular. One can only testify if they’ve been here. And I, with utmost sincerity, will recommend uncle tan’s nature reserve 101%! The people here are so hospitable. The spread for dinner is totally unexpected with a grand total of 20 disheS!!! the safari boat tours have been really good. And the tourguides. My! I don’t even know where to start. These people really know their stuff. Its like going for a dive trip, and like how Eugene used to do it, predict the things you would see and the way these creatures would react even, when approached. Ohmy. I should so post up the long list of animals we’ve spotted thus far! Yippee!!

Last night was exhausting, we checked into uncle tan’s base camp at ard 1ish and finally settled for bed at around 2ish. I only got to sleep past4. :( woke at 7 for breakfast and had to get ready for sipolok orang untan nature reserve trek. It was ok… not anything fantastic, and you could most probably give it a miss, more so because we work for the zoo. Apart from getting bitten by leeches, which was interesting since ive never had it happen to me before, Its too..blah.. no biggie. But was fun trekking thru taking random pictures and photowhoring half the time :)
Then we were ferried to uncle tan’s jetty, 90mins away from the base camp. And hopped onto at 45min boat ride. We took way longer than usual of course. And it was fun because the gans was a walking bird dictionary. Funny. What would we do without them seriously. Haha.
Snapped gorgeous sunset pictures and finally headed off for the night safari boat tour. Oooohh. I could do it over na dover again! Tmr is gonna be a million times better. But yay for the civet cats we saw earlier. Many more of to comeee!!! Yayy!

We got back all knackered but totally stolked about the trip tmr and the many more things we’ve yet to uncover. But thru it all, nothing beats having to experience the ‘jungle shower’! hahaha. Blame me and my fetish for liking to be naked, hurhur, but it was really fun splashing at each other out in the open at the designated showering spot with murky brown water which strangely tasted sweet! Haha it was good. Funny. I could do this everyday. Back to nature it is! :)

Sendakan NN

We’re on our way to Sandakan. Quite the big hoohaa initially just trying to get here. Not that there was anything too great a deal I couldn’t handle. Its one of those, could have been better moments I guess.

Our supposedly 2hr flight ended up taking almost 6hours. And no, it wasn’t all glorias fault. Me being late didn’t cause it. They decided to take a detour to kuching for a transit. Who transits on a 2hour flight!!! I mean, how small is your fuel tank? To have to transit on a 2 hour flight. Boo. So we got to kuching. Was ok. I mean, anywhere is good as long as uve got company. Be it travelmates, a laptop or a book. Ive had all 3. So it really was ok. Got to see the kuching airport at the very least. Nicely done up. And I must say Malaysia on the whole has done some pretty darn good upkeeping to their airports the past few years. Being at KLIA last year left me with eyes wide opened. Sweet. There was even a starbucks in there! A brand new one too. :)
We hung around for a good 30-45mins while watching the lightning cut thru the dark gloomy clouds like a knife. Funny how everyone on this trip is crazy about photos. The 3 guys are armed with mighty dslrs, the 3 girls, with good ol compact canon. As the saying goes, or as Gloria would jingle on singing…”the canon man can!”haha, sorry carrier, your marketing efforts obviously failed. Hurhurhur.

We got back on the plane. And the plane served foooood again. I guess the frequent flying on budget airlines have really trained me to appreciate the small stuff. I even managed to steal a nice little feather pillow from the business class seats. Yay! Good one glor! Now the bus ride to sandankan is gonna be wayyyyy more endurable. Not that it ever was a daunting feat, ive been blessed with the ability to knock out anywhere, in just about any position. Haha.

We finally only got to sabah at around 6ish. And since azhar, our dearest tour planner had everything planned out for us, we didn’t had to worry much. Or so we thought. The minibus we were referred to by the airport obviously took us to the wrong place, leaving us to take another taxi down to the actual bus station. When we got there, we were ushered off so hastily to the bus bay and stuff by these bunch of locals. Damn it. I hated the rush. I know we had a 7pm bus to catch, but really. It just didn’t seem right.

I managed to get away for a bit and ran around asking for prices only to realise how right I was. Always listen to your gut. Cos it always knows best. Haha. We were getting slaughtered with cut throat prices. Not that the mere extra..maybe 8RM was gonna make a diference to me, I just hated how I know its wrong yet we were still doing it. Screw it la. I could learn to piss off a few less people on this trip.especially the bloody malay guy from the bus company who I kept snapping back at. Like seriously. Get the hint dude! Urgh! I need to sleep it off. Thank God for yaos gortex fleece and the MAS pillow. Time to get comfy… Cant wait for uncle tans. I wanna have the million stars watch me as I drift off to sleep tonight.

SABAH! here i come!

And so I made it. Yet another crazy morning Gloria has inevitably taken upon. Just a mere 45 mins ago, I was begging for the cab driver to speed up. To fly if he could. I was even all ready to throw him a fat tip if I made it. I was prepared to yell at the woud-have-been retards of MAS and to bullshit/demand my way thru into putting me on the next flight or open the gates for me. I can be that big of a bitch if the situation calls for one. Thank God ive learnt thru the years that smiling brings you way further. Nobody can resist one of glorias megawatt smiles... Aww.. haha. Well, that said, I wouldn’t have really known if ive made it for my flight before getting out of the cab. So too bad uncle comfort. But thanks heaps, somehow God knew better. He knew I needed a break more than anything. And I did! Who checks in 7mins before a flight. Really.. who does that with a 15kg backpack along with that as handcarry luggage. Haha. Story of my life.

I guess I could have better managed my time. If Teeny didn’t beg for reports in the morning, I could have been so much better off. I wouldn’t have to drag the entire MAS airline crew down a morning jog through Terminal 2. Poor chap was wheezing and panting while I grinned and told him, good job! Great morning workout aint it. I told them to come visit me at the park and I’d grant them free admission. Haha. The only way I could repay for escorting me the way they did. Well done MAS. Really. Ive never really been a fan, now I think you’ve bought me over. I can only rain countless of thank yous and shower you with smiles. Id take back everything ive said before. So YAY! I made it! :)

The inflight attendant beside me is serving lunch. THANK GOD. Im starving my brains out. Especially how insane the morning had been, I know I deserve some good old “pipping hot” plane food. Its odd, but im one of the few weirdos that actually appreciate plane food. Or plain food for that matter. The simplicities in life work best for me. Either that or having missed, close to missing, begging my way thru customs and having airline crew privately escort me in countless of times, the food I get after seems like a hell load of comfort to put my racing heart at ease.

Id always remember how I argued over the tigerairways counter when they’ve mixed up my flight to chiangmai. Or so I thought. The rage was uncalled for, which left me embarrassed and begging for a hole to stick my head into when I realized it was 6AM, not PM. Haha. Damn it. Then how I had to purchase another 2 tickets on the spot and teleport myself from the budget terminal to T1 in 2 mins to catch the checkin counter before they closed. Or the time when I missed my train to London, or almost ended up missing it twice even after they’ve ever so kindly gave me another seat FOC. I don’t think there will ever be an end to my airline adventures. We’ll see what else happens on this trip. Its only day 1! Gah!

mcBreakfast

correct me if i'm wrong, but macdonalds has definitely succeeded in their marketing techniques. unless you've never woken up with the burning desire of having a mcmuffin in hand, then read on.

its a strange effect that only if you've experienced it, you'd understand. last night at jerry's was insane! we all woke up semi-hungover and the first thing that came to mind was..yay! sunday morning macs for breakfast would be perfect. its like, once i get my grubby fingers on that mcmuffin, i know my day will go superbly well. its comfort food. and it doesnt only apply to kids. unless im one large overgrown 4 year old.

i cant say the same for the lunches/dinners though, but its the secret ingredient i swear theyve added that makes you want more! to crave for, to die for, to wake up earlier than usual for. and that's just the mcmuffin we're talking about. i havent even started on the hotcakes.

my!

i dont think i write well enough to justify what mchotties do to you in the morning. the glistening maple syrup. the mouthwatering lard inducing whipped margerine. oh god! everyone could use a mchottie every morning. the world would be so much happier. the whole world would finally make peace. let the pictures do the talking..

damn they're addictive. its no wonder why they're called HASH browns..

a happy meal breeds a happy man

ramblings

ive been quite happy lately. the fact that i havent done much work all week is keeping me up and running. haha. i dont fall back into bed in exhaustion every night anymore. i seem to be able to catch the sun setting the past few days as opposed to the late nights ive been selling my life to.

i cant wait for the week to be over. then the race, and then the couple more days before i fly to sabah. not that i'm really looking forward to being there, but getting away does seem enticing. i need the fresh air and wildlife and just the whole new environment to dwell in and..i dont know..equalise. haha, for a lack of a better word.

i'm still quite sore and bitter about being left behind while the rest troop out into the open sea over the weekend. while im left here in singapore running my retarded ostrich chase amidst selfpitying and remorse. very melodramatic huh. i could be worse and whine about it. in fact, i have been. which pretty much ended up with ruthless jacking from the insensitive lot who will be gleefully skipping their way over to mersing. sipping piping hot kambing soup at kota tinggi, and enjoying the fact that it is so much easier to wake everyone up for a dawn dive..why? oh..because gloria aint there. thanks guys, really. thank you so much for sharing my pain.

i finally managed to get a reply from the lakayan resort. its fully booked out! argh!! its insane how popular diving has become. hearing how tioman, dayang, perhentian, redang's all booked out over the next couple of weeks is scary enough. oh damnit.. why like that..boo hoo :( come on!

now we're either headed back to TARP marine park in KK or not dive at all.. save me somebody. gloria needs her seawater :(

miracles of misery

everything went smoothly. well.. almost everything went smoothly. ALMOST.

i cannot thank God enough for the events that took place throughout the day. it felt almost as if he was beside me. freaky thought, but it was real. i havent had a conversational prayer that lasted for most parts of the day for the longest time ever.

i got to work at 715am. impressive for gloria's standards. amazing i even woke up because getting to bed last night was difficult. it wasnt in anticipation of the race which caused the sleepnessless. gloria never worries about things like that. maybe losing sleep over diving, or traveling, but never work. so i woke up miraculously anyway, and lugged my lazy ass to office.

i knew i had tons to complete. before teeny could lash out again at me. its times like these where i realised i really miss nick. last night, running an almost midnighter till jun came and pulled me out of office. i stood on the table and screamed over to rizal about how i wished nick was here instead. i pranced from chair to chair, doing the twisty thing on the roller seat, half hoping id trip and fall and knock my crown so i wouldnt have to go through tmr's race. but i did. i survived. miraculously..

i prayed for a cheap cab ride to work, more of demanded it. the guy strangely gave me a $2 discount for no apparent reason. yay. then i got to work and prayed that i'd finish the fact sheet before teeny comes in, she came in 45mins late...miraculously. i prayed that the dreaded printer would finally spit something out tho i wasnt expecting it too since its been down since forever.. i even laid hands on it and stroke the printer to soothe its stubborn soul. and it did! it finally printed something! miraculously...

i ran around insanely ensuring everything was set up fine and dandy. ran out to pools and looked at the clouds, shit. it was definitely going to pour. i could feel it in my bones. my heart ached when i saw the sight. and i prayed and prayed and hoped everything will be alright. for some odd reason, immediately after the briefing, the clouds parted and the sun came bright out. like WHOA. where did that come from. God cleared the rain! or would have been rain, like he did so many years ago and calmed the raging sea. oh my!

the stations were carried out well. it was all good. i couldnt be happier. i had 22 teams, the exact number i had in my head. everything was good..UNTIL..

well.. tim was doing the verifications of the score sheets while i tabulated. and we somehow missed out a 50pointer mark for the group that arrived 3rd. we gave out the prizes and they asked how come they didnt win anything. and then i realised, oh shitzu. we gave out the wrong prizes. i couldnt go back and go, "aye, excuse me. give that back ah!" damn cocks man. urghahgauhuheuhughauhuahguhguh!!!! WHYYYY!!!!. on a perfectly good event with no biggies, WHYWHYWHY~!!!!!!!

now ive gotta spend another 600ish just to get another top prize. oh damn it. why did it happen. ive been sitting here the past 3 hours speculating, refusing to get up and leave. i'm exhausted. starving and bitter. why... just why.......

tarnished even before i could finish spelling B-E-A-Utifool..

wah lao eh. and i thought i had the perfect start to my morning. mom offered to send me to work today coz she was headed to Jurong to check out a new office space for her new design company thing. no idea how that company's gonna work out. i dont really care either. she asked if i wanted to help with some interior design. i retorted saying, yeah. sure. send me to design school i'll do it for you. and the mother kept mum. typical.

anyhow. it was a BEAUTIFUL morning. clouds nice and fluffy. managed the catch the soaring pelicans and wild painted storks soaring high above me even though i got in late. they'd usually fly overhead around 8ish in the morning. nice. majestic creatures those buggers are. got to work and DAMN IT. someone had knocked over my namecard box. like WAH LAO EH! how to re-sort everything. urghh! stab me quick. whyyyy....

my cheery morning has been tarnished. i'm getting sucked back into my melodramatic work mode. and i thought today would have been different. all i wanna do now is to crawl back into bed and snuggle abd bury myself under some warmth and comfort. even smelly warm armpits would do me justice.

because smiling will help

i had it all planned out. the way this blog post would have been. the words flowed easily like a gushing river all waiting to be heard. it wasnt nice and i know it would have been nasty. thank God i was just too busy to blog. thank God everything else had me distracted.

i woke up this morning feeling absolutely dreadful. the past few nights left me crashing immediately the moment i got home. at least i made it to my bed instead of crashing on the couch. the thought of the mother yelling her brains out at me of having a queen and not using it steered me straight back into my room. damn it. i love sleeping on couches. whats wrong with that. i remember how back at my old place, i would blast the aircon, snuggle under heavy quilts and have the tv watch me sleep. how i miss that badly.

so, as i was saying, ive been sleeping in my work clothes, hair still done, earrings still on, teeth unbrushed the past couple of nights. i was just too tired to move. even crawling under the sheets became a chore. its bad, its unhealthy, i dont understand whats wrong either.

i've been so extremely irritable of late. but too exhausted to even show it. this morning, the mother screamed her lungs out, yet again (whats new), about the birds the bees and the apple trees and my truckloads of clothes thrown at every corner of my room. i mean, i've tried really. i just have too much clothes. every girl can stand to testify what a chore this is. and i suck at keeping it neat and tidy. part rebellion part lazy. its hard to differentiate. i didnt even respond or look her in the eye. i would usually reciprocate and join in the beautiful orchestra of who-screams-louder. i'll usually win. that said, i really couldnt care less. picked up stuff off the ground just to shut the mother for abit, and shoved the birds into the big cage. babies are dead anyway. what perfect addition to my already screwed up week. the mother bird panicked insanely, she's quite psycho, the breeding bit has really gotten to her hard. so naturally, she'd cling onto my fingers attempting to yank a chunk out of me when i reached it. damnit. so felt like slamming her flat. urgh.. anger management issues gloria..now breathe breathe breathe....

i think i will have to take up ryan's offer for 200bucks for each conure. but thats so bloody low. urgh! i could easily sell one for twice of that. i'm visualising the birds in my head.. and they dont look like these cute little yellowish orangey sun conures anymore.. they're starting to resemble a particular hollis BCD i've been eyeing.. haha.. *poof* back to reality glor! you cruel cruel creature!

the sister was even worse. she kept stiring shit. purposely throwing comments when its least necessary, provoking the mother to activate her hollering.. urgh! and its making me not want to approve complimentary admission to the park for her 50 YMCA kids. too bad. suck it up. i'm really not in a charitable mood gracie ngoi, you pushed the wrong buttons.

and then i left the house. like finally, what the helll. was late as usual. jumped right into a cab again. i've been cabbing to work for the past month. its so unhealthy. its insane! i'm throwing money into the cab economy too generously when i can barely feed myself. what is going on.... it seems to be like my only consolation to running a midnighter the day before.

the cab driver, probably 5 times my age (HE SHOULDNT EVEN BE DRIVING!) was like.. half deaf! my ass. i had to yell at the top of my lungs to even tell him where i was going. and i absolutely HATE how people go.. huh.. when you've said it 9832409823 times. urgh! so bloody annoying. got to work all set and ready to punch the daylights out of the next person who tugged at my strings. God! give me a break!

then i got in, had a MOUNTAIN of emails to clear. funny how fast peoples fingers can type within an hour.. and heard the news from david about Ayaka, the jap diver who got killed by the propeller over the weekend at tioman. like shiiiitttzuu la. of all people... i've even taken pictures with her before on our previous dive trip to dayang. sigh. its just too unfortunate. its easy to die aint it, but the people who's been left behind really suffers. i was reading about the blog her best friend created in memory of her and its heartbreaking. i was just talking to christine about it and i cannot imagine it being either way between us both. i might die if i was in her shoes, the best friend, not the dead diver of course...

the only things that keep me going from hour to hour, i've realised, are the random conversations i have with sh oogling at the next gorgeous photo we've uncovered.. with chubhubs annoying me with his endless crooning. which i love, by the way, but which i shall never admit to. his head will explode with utmost ego-ness. haha. mas shooting rubber bands at me from behind.. the small things will get me going. but right now, like what nur said, i'd need to plaster a smile on my face and everything will be alright. it had better be. i'm holding you to that nur. i know its all a state of mind. think happy thoughts! i'd only be as upset as i tell myself to be. so breathe gloria, take a step back and flash those yellow coffee/tea stained teeth. someone's gonna love it somehow......i hope...OH QUIT IT GLORIA.. rid the pessismist! now lets try it again..

someone's gonna love it somehow.. there. :)

hurry up, Friday!

so i was sorting through the series of last years events held at the park, consolidating information for the yearbook, for the closing FY. tough shit man. NICK! you could have done a better job at writing monthly reports previously. i wouldnt have to sift through so much unnescessary documents otherwise. hahaa.

was in office till midnight yesterday. this week's gonna be long and trying. all i want in to soak up the soleil and seawater over the weekend. theres really nothing more i want out of this week, nothing more i can look towards to.

the ostrich chase race is yet another huge headache. planning the predive party was easypeasy compared to an event like this. damnit. but it had better be fun. jun suggested that we, as in us divers, should send in a few teams. hurhurhur. jun will be cheating if she joins! since she did my dryrun. but still, nevertheless... fun ya ya ya..shall we shall we shall we?? ooh..exciting!

speaking of run, i so need a run. im so darn flabby with absolutely no motivation the past few months to work out proper. there wasnt a need to jump around in a bikini, hence no motivation to look any better. hahaha. darn it! teeny, stop feeding me brownies! arrgghh!!