At times like these (i)

At times like these, I hate my job.

I have been trying to get a fax across to India for the last 2.5 hours, and it's not going through! And I can't email because there is no internet access there. And I HAVE to get it to that party by today, like NOW. There is something due tomorrow.

So here I am sitting, wanting to go, but I can't because I am responsible. Thinking of what I am missing at the meeting I am supposed to be at, but thinking amounts to nothing sometimes. Fretting about the other kinds of work that I also need to finish by tomorrow but I can't get down to doing it because I am so restless with hoping that the fax would quickly go through so I can go for my meeting!

Chennai!! Come on, which part of India is that??



Grrrr!

Shrimp Running on a Treadmill

This is real farnee! No need to adjust your volume cuz this thing plays without sound. At one point in time, the camera zooms on the shrimp, not unlike an olympic runner making his dash at the 400 m sprint. hahaa.. Apparently, there was this scientific experiment conducted on shrimps, and this tread mill thingy actually improves the shrimp's overall well being. (I think it would also make the shrimp taste better)

On the subject of treadmills, I should be ashamed. I am paying for a gym membership across my office but I think I can count with all my fingers and toes, the number of times I have gone in the last year. Tis' most terrible I must say, wasting money like pouring good soup down the sink. But yes, the times I went to the gym, I fell off the treadmill before. Hurhurhur. If enough people ask, I will blog about that!

My brother!! must be one of the most disciplined persons I know, he trains like everyday. Some days he trains twice a day! He is an amazing young man (and I must also add, very handsome).

I wonder if athletic genes are recessive, since I apparently do not share his athletic finesse? I wonder what I would look like if I was training like him? Well, whatever. I just ordered pizza!

I have Self-Control

Look what I found whilst I was out.



For the benefit of my many dear male friends, I've taken a shot of what caught my eye EXACTLY.



I went in, walked around, tried on stuff, and walked out again.

I didnt buy a thing!

Think my Financial Planner would have been proud of me. You ought to too!

When Death Calls

My friend's dad passed away over the weekend. Unexpectedly. Heart attack. She flew back home to Malaysia straightaway. I don't have the details yet. But she was feeling all sorts of tentative. Parents separated, and had not had the opportunity to reconcile. The mother was still carrying alot of pain in her heart. Now no chance already.

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I saw somebody go before me once. I am not a doctor and am not used to these things. It was quite an experience.

I was visiting a friend's grandma. Frail old lady and I just wanted to spend some time with her. I remember I was sitting next to the granny. My friend was not there. I didnt speak her dialect but I spoke to her in Cantonese and English. I am not sure if she caught what I was saying, but I am sure she caught the heart from my tone of voice. So, she was looking at me. And then she would close her eyes. Then she would open them, and look at me again.




I don't know why but I told her she could go if she wanted to. And she didnt have to hang on for anybody. She could go. She knew where she would be going.

She looked at me. Closed her eyes. And then she looked at me again.

I didnt know what to say so I just reached over and placed my hand on top of hers. It was rather scary because she was so thin and frail, the skin was literally just covered her veins. I was quite sure if my nail scratched her she would bleed. She closed her eyes and her breathing became less laboured. She took a deep breath. And didnt breathe out.

I panicked. Was I supposed to call the nurse or something? Please ah ma, don't die on me!

Then she breathed out. And I also breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the cycle repeated. But it seemed to me that each interval where she would breathe out was getting longer. I really didnt know what to do. I was contemplating calling the nurse when suddenly.

Nurse: Aiyoh. This auntie is dying. Come, stand one side girl. Let me do work.

She pushed me aside and pulled the curtain around the granny. And before I knew it. My friend's granny passed away.

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So. If today I die.

1. Would I have any regrets? Was there something I should have done / not done?
2. Do I know where I am going?

Heavy thoughts for a Sunday night. You? What about you?