it feels weird to be this happy to see someone.

to run towards the train station so I can see you for 1 more second.

the smile at myself when i think of you.

yet, somehow fear penetrates me.

the more you try to hold on tighter to something.

the more you might lose it.

the vulnerability of life scares me.

as we move in different directions,

the little red thread seems to be getting longer but thicker

have you heard your heart flutter? Because I have.

has it really been that long?

it still feels like 2007.

janice. what is Love?

HOW CAN ANYONE NOT LOVE A GREYHOUND??

1. THEY LOOK ABSOLUTELY CUTE, WHEN THEY LIE DOWN AND TUCK THEIR EARS BEHIND.

2. YOU CAN DRESS THEM UP LIKE ANYTHING!

3. THEY ARE NOT AS ACTIVE AS PEOPLE PRESUME THEM TO BE

4. THEY ARE SO "NUAH", LAZING ON SOFT CUSHIONS AND BED AND ON YOUR LAP

5. THEY ARE THE BEST COMPANIONS EVER.

so when can i have my own greyhound? :((when i get my own house and car. then i'll adopt my greyhound. i can't wait!!

found this super cute site: daily puppies

janice.

busy busy busy week.

work is just rewarding yet crappy. i love working with students, talking to them and telling them cool stuff, but sometimes their ignorance annoys me a tad. if only they knew how much work was gone into preparing a programme, they wouldn't complain that much. or maybe thats why they are still students in their little bubble of la-la land.

work on the other hand has been a pain, correction- people at work have been just a pain. so boss has been showing much favouritism to the "new guy", totally moral boosting. so now he is managing the office (including what we are doing aka i have to report to him what i'm doing), he is doing a conference call with the head office in America, just because he is from there. and so "new guy" can take leave to go on cruises on his first 3 months of probation. and every morning without fail, i'll get a blast of his ego- flattery talk. like how boss has spent 2 weeks trying to get customs to clear our goods and he just made a phone call and its all ok.

yup totally, make me feel lousy all the time. i'm a person where i prefer my work to do the talking rather than me telling others how good i am.

hai. sinking deeper into this shit hole. now i'm contemplating forsaking my year end bonus (which is 1 month- sucks) for like a new better paying job. and i know though i like students, education is not my thing. i really enjoy maketing yet tons of people think its sales.

anyway, i've almost completed my first 2 weeks of detox with LFI, lost around 3kg. going to start my acupuncture next week. and starting basic Korean class next week too. baby is starting work next week too.

its only 1030am, yet i feel so annoyed to be here, looking at hypocritical people.

janice. my 1 year mark is up.

Day 1- 4 in Brisbane

okay, so this is my long over due post when i went to visit/ bring hock back to Singapore. (please watch as my face gets rounder and rounder over the course of the 14 days.)

So we start of with skinnier me- arriving after 8 hours of plane wear and tear excluding my lovely flight delays with Qantas.

So by the time i arrived it was- noon? I took the midnight flight, Jeremy and Hock came to pick me. and the first thing I did? SLEEP!

with my lovely injured thumb, all wrapped up. went grocery shopping after that and cooked a terrible meal. i actually feel quite ashamed thinking about how bad it was.

Day 2- woke up to ass freezing temperatures (i've been acclimatised here), and headed off to UQ, feed duckies!!!

my new friend- The Ibis.

Then we drove like 1 hour to Harbour town. This is the thing that pisses me off, everything was so damn bloody far, driving 1 hr is like norm, but for a new driver like me, it was shitting in my pants.

No pictures of shopping- we didn't buy much after all. i guess i had no shopping mood.

so we ate at Nonna's Italian Restaurant, aww the ribs were awesome, like finger licking good awesome!

then shop more and more......

the stuff we bought, i was too lazy to display everything on the bed. hahaha.. bought dresses, some FCUK shirts, a name card holder from Oroton, more havi's and bags.

Day 3- Movie World- please don't waste money on this place- it was a tad boring, and not worth the money.

The money shot- BUGS BUNNY@_@ i didn't care that my double chin was showing because i love you BUGSZ!

The money ride- Lethal Weapon, i really think i almost/ did drip some saliva down when we did the double rotations because i was focusing on screaming.

drove all the way home for dinner and master chef- its like a family thing. MASTER CHEF!!

Day 4- Fraser Island

Basically the whole island is made of sand and its bigger than Singapore- yes BIGGER. so the only way was by 4WD. we sat in that thing for say 4-5 hours? to reach fraser island. totally hated the car ride, though i slept 60% of the ride it was really uncomfortable. but its worth if you stay a few days on the island (they have proper holiday houses).

us on the barge that took the cars across the sea to the island.

driving on the sand. it was like in the movies, and because we are small we got the front seats! cam whore!!

Located within the island are lakes formed when the leaves create a crust underneath for water to seep in. OMG! this was visual orgasm, not to mention that the water and silica sand is good for beauty and exfoliation. HAHAHA.. we started exfoliating our limbs.

This is another lake- stained red from the leaves of the melaleuca plant.

janice. home sweet home.

sometimes i wonder who really truly care for me.

after all these years there are that handful through the friendship funnel that have finally emerged as people I should care for. these are the people that though irritate you the most with their opposing ideas and firm ground, they care for you the most deep down.

some friends get a partner and forsake you, i've felt that its such a shame yet I cannot fully understand how one can get a mate and decide them to be their whole world. Cyber world does make things alot easier to maintain now, but i can't fathom how people can just drift away from people than mean the world to me.

my family and my beloveds.

anyway, yes pictures later. got a huge KPI, reports, proposals and marketing material to churn. I love the feeling of being busy. but i hate the feeling of empty pockets.

brissy, perth, birthday soon.

janice. who reads my foresaken blog? hmm

my birthday celebration was a new experience.

it didn't feel very special, yet it felt warm.

it wasn't a bed of roses because there was tons of annoyance.

but it was fun. not that i want to repeat the experience of losing my ez-link/ master card again.

janice. i need to learn to listen and control my temper.

set on the pedestal

sometimes i think i worry too much about being judged. from what you do, how you dress, what songs you listen to, what shows you watch. etc etc.

I mean come on, everyone is a victim of being judged and a culprit of being judgemental. Even I am, like i used to laugh at my dearies in aussie about watching gossip girl as being bimbo. still i don't get watching GG, and still they don't get me watching my crime shows.

so why are people so judgemental when we go for Korean artiste concerts or fan meetings? It just a different genre of pop, a different language. but that does not mean i'm some person that stalks their every move, some insane fan. Its just a form of support (to me at least), to show that we appreciate their music, their effort and their programs.

is it any different from going to a concert with maroon 5 or paramore? no. so just stop being judgemental.

and i love my korean shows and music. and many other things too.

janice. if you don't understand it doesn't mean its not appreciated.

i just remembered that my parents are coming back on sunday.

time to chiong housework.

CN Blue tmr! awesome. Hubby's job interview! awesome. Weekend! Double ding dongs

janice. why can't we have a day off on our birthday?

meetups!

I've been thinking alot lately about tons of different stuff, ranging from friendship to weddings to work.

decisions, decisions, decisions.

about friendship: its kinda sad that we drift apart because of certain factors, well basically now everyone gives the excuse of being busy with work. as i said- excuse. because no matter how busy i am i always set aside time for people i care about. not acquaintances but true friends. rather weird to some, but i've had my fair share of "busy" stuffed in my face. though crude is the best way of fending people off just like at the MRT station full of insurance/credit card agents.

but it was great meeting up with the lovlies from secondary school. no pictures of me, because they took photos after I left. zzz.. next time then.. which is next month. Yippeee.

:) people change, for the better or worse, friendship is there forever.

Met up with Rwds too, its always "happening" to go out with them, getting random weird stares for our illegal congregation of 20-30 people.

but i'm glad to welcome the boy back. its weird having him back, because now we get to act like a normal couple, which i'm not used to. Like meeting him every other day is weird. and having someone walk me home is weird. but its not like i dislike that. just that its "adjustment phase" again.

and nope, wedding bells are not ringing for us just yet. i'm still too young to get married and i wanna be selfish and spend my hard earned cash on myself. for now.

janice. 1 2 3 smile. don't squatter with the low lives here.

i feel fucking insulted back here.

talk about stereotypes. fuck seriously just fuck off. I have nothing against Americans or Caucasians, but seriously? Boss? to put Him one level above me is an insult. To say that he does copyrighting better than me just because he has a better command of English is an insult.

to say that after I freaking edited his grammar and English that he did a good job. WHAT THE FUCK MAN. seriously!? what about MY credit? thanks!

i cannot stand that old retired ex-marine, ex-chartered accountant that USED to earn $60/hr, i'm sick of your bragging about branded things you have and your stupid iPad. seriously i have better things to do than to listen about your "all so awesome life". just fuck off.

i'm so freaking annoyed with the ignorance people have of "marketing" which equals= "sell things"

just go fuck yourself and die.

PS: i'm not a bimbo just because i wear nice clothes and have nice shoes and bags. somebody just teleport me away.

janice.