Inevitable

I had one of the weirdest dream when I took my afternoon nap earlier on which I prayed would never come true.

Migrating

Sleep and Msn

I was trying to finish my PowerPoint just Sunday night.
My brother was loitering around my room waiting for me to surrender my laptop to him.

He was a disturb. Making jokes for me to laugh and distracting me.
He made me laugh though but I would appreciate a bit of peace to finish my work.
I tried to shut him up and send him to bed.

However, it is because he don't have the laptop that's why he can't sleep.
Reason being, he sleep with his msn on with his girlfriend.
So no laptop= no msn= no sleep.

Seriously. I rolled my eyes.

Fax

I was trying to locate the manual for the fax machine because the guys have problems trying to get it connected.
Peck Sia asked me to try cupboard 13 because there are some manual books and if it's there, it's there. If it's not there, it's no where to be found too.

So I went and came back telling her " inside got".
She responded " really ah!"
Then I said " ya...for the previous old fax machine"

Both of us burst out laughing.

Officially shifted office to MBC at Pasir Panjang.
It's a long and troublesome journey to work from now till the Labardor Park station opens in October.
Even so, the journey didn't get any much shorter either.

From now onwards, my first alarm will go off at 5.25am. Zzzzzzzzz

I had one of those very bad menses situation yesterday.
I could only be in bed and slept most of the day away.
And he sat on the floor with his laptop on the bed just beside me.

I was so irriated with Mr Yeo at work today. He asked me for help regarding some printing options to be set in his PC. I couldn't quite figured it out because it didn't looked quite the same with mine.

To solve things fast, I asked him what he had wanted to print. He dished me with a "don't ask too much" response. I didn't had meant to probe but my reason for asking was because I can teach him how to print double sided if it's a email or document. In this way, we solve the immediate problem and later we can check with the helpdesk on how to configure the setting from the control panel.

This is not all. An hour later, he came to me with his thumb drive problem. His PC doesn't seem to recongise his thumbdrive. So I asked him to call Helpdesk. After a while, he came to me asking me to plug out my apple cable and plug in his thumbdrive and with that the helpdesk wants to speak to me. An important point to note here, I have 4 usb slots on my CPU. I told him that I don't have to plug out my cable. He claimed later would be messy. I nearly flop. But nevermind. Just let him be. I asked him what he want me to do and what's going on? AGAIN! he dished me with a "don't asked so much" I mean, You are asking me to do something now, at least you have to let me know what's going on isn't it? if not, I just blindly follow?

I dished him back with a even more impactful response.

He isn't a unreasonable old man but sometimes just drive me up the wall. In actual fact, he is sometimes a nice guy.
Like last wednesday, I chanced upon that there is a badminton shop in Jurong West area while searching for racket bags for Mr Facebook 101 and so I asked him if he knows anything about it since he live in that area. He said he doesn't but he can drive me there. I jumped at that idea but only to be informed that he didn't drive on that day.

Well, the next day. Soon after I reached office, He called telling me that he drive and asked me if I wanted to go look for the badminton shop that day. But alas, I still don't know if that shop actually still or even does exist so I turned down his offer.

He can be this nice but at the same time can really drives me up the way at times.

Coke

He said I cannot get him anymore coke.

How could a girlfriend be forbidden from giving his boyfriend something which he likes.

$199 fan

Bought a fan for him today. He had wanted to get a fan and we have been looking around for quite a while.

Today was a mad rush. Supposed to go over his place for dinner and on top of that I had to stayed back to wait for the movers to shift the loose furniture. This ended up pretty late. Yet, I had to rush to CWP to get the fan.

Gladly with KS help. Actually I had only wanted to get it myself. Although it did occur to me if I could manage it. Well, I thought if I could manage 30 cans of coke, what is a fan? But I was so dead wrong. If not KS had texted me in the afternoon informing me that Kopi Alley have hot lemon tea, I would have struggled like crazy. He was studying at the library so I just asked if he want to go with me to get the fan. True friend indeed, he agreed.

Kind soul, God not only sent me one, He sent me another. The taxi driver that I took from CWP to his place. He not only helped me to carry the fan all the way to the lift, he entertained me with his "cold" jokes along the way.

Well, the rest of the journey which is from the lift to his unit has to be done by me. Not exactly to his door step. Close to his door step, I dropped it and asked him to go get it himself instead. It was heavy and bulky!

He asked if I had felt pinch of heartache spending that $199 on a remote control operated fan. Yes, you didn't read it wrong. It's $199 for a fan. I can't help it when my boyfriend is high maintenance. Haha.

Why would I feel heartache when I am getting it for my boyfriend.

"Cheating and Straying is a choice"

Saw a book at Carrefour last night. It's those self-help books for woman about relationships.
It says finding a man, understanding your man and keeping your man.

I found a man, but I don't understand him and don't know how to keep him.

Would there be a book for man that says " finding the woman, understanding your woman and keeping your woman."

I had wanted to do something recently to mark our time together. But because I didn't had any good idea and no time to get the remaining materials and all, this scrap thing was stalled till now. And I kinda want to drop this idea because this might be too kiddish for him though.
He is erm....too man in my own words, maybe, for these.
Anyways, like I always tell him "my bf basically don't give a shit". HAHA...

Packing

This is what days of packing did to my legs and hands. Blue black (but I have no idea how I got it), cuts over my hands.

Packing. Not forgetting unpacking too.

1st Sep.
The hell begins.