Me stressed?!

In the spirit of one of my favourite friends, Bren Bren, I am trying my hand at what I call a "rattling blog". A "rattling blog" is one where I can just express my random thots on whatever that comes to my mind. (Isn't this the case for many other blogs?!)

Not for me lor... I put in a lot of heart, soul and a few drops of tears as I wrote "Forget Perth..." It proved to be very healing for me as I got my close friends to read it and they felt the sadness. It's not about self-pity but rather unabashed vanity... embarassingly speaking. Rather I started to focus on other things (eg thinking about how I want to blog more regularly etc, slotting some reading inbetween so I won't be too demented over the school hols with all the socialising and feasting etc).

Next came my fifth anniversay speech which was a big high(light) of my pathetic life (while recovering from my lows from Perth). It was indeed a stroke of inspiration as I sat at my very messy desk (which was actually 5x2 messier since I started) half hour before the party. I was probably stressed by my colleagues' egging over lunch on how I should not make another normal boring speech (the kind that gives thanks to all colleagues etc) and it seemed natural that the "5" theme came along (that I have to give thanks to my fav MayDay). I was quite nervous (I must have told this to others at least ten times) and worried that nobody would laugh at what I was saying but the response was a v v pleasant surprise. (THANK U CAPITAL AGAIN... I LOVE U FOLKS!) That high lasted over the weekend and over the 5 hours as I sat on the crowded bus from Bahau to KL, next to a strange youth that had his hand on his crouch and I saw him trying to scratch discreetly...I made a conscious effort keeping awake just in case he decides to put his hand somewhere else... Anyway I kept myself awake by recalling the speech I made last Friday and about Perth. In the end I could almost memorize the speech backwards and I really wanted to forget Perth! (Haha Bud actually laughed when I told her this.)

I have to say thanks to Bud for reminding me that I might be settling for lesser in Perth. She thinks the sole exposure to the only guy available during the trip probably magnified his virtues disproportionately. At this point I don't quite agree but I respect her views. Hence I have decided to take our relationship easy. Well on record, we are "platonic friends" by definition cos I stated it thinking foolishly that it would set me free... but obviously Ruppie's theory only works for himself and me! (pls Minty n Bud and whoever, it is never possible with me n Ruppie!) I just hope this tranquil state of mind (or rather heart) will remain unfluttered when I see Perth for another round of "intellectual discussion" this Sunday (gosh I have not done serious reading yet! Been spending my time blogging and doing other nonsensical stuff...). Back to my long-suffering heart taking a break, I was so looking forward to be attracted to the "langzai" sitting in front of me but then I made 2 loud sneezes which were greeted by a very sweet, feathery and fluffy "Bless u"...gosh the normal me would have gotten my heart melted like the cheese fondue in the red pot I had in Geneva old town (which btw tasted good with pepper surprisingly!). But then if I have felt a tweeny bit of affection for J****n, I wouldn't have sneezed like the way I do in front of Ruppie to the langzai...Sigh~

"X***Q*** stop talking!" San laughingly told me as we were trying to cross the road with some cars approaching us from the distance. Wahahaha... was I really talking a lot last night? The only likely reasons I could think of my verbal diarrhoea at work and after were:
- I was happy to be back at work and seeing my colleagues
- I did not really want to work and so concentrated on spending my 8 hrs yakking
- I had not reached my 20,ooo word per day quota/day cos I was in Malaysia for the past 4 days and in KL especially I seldom talk. So I was catching up
- I was happy to be out of work and catching up with my old friends

EviL produced her two cents when she asked me first thing this morning.."Sis.. r you better? ... U seemed stressed yesterday cos u kept on talking."

Me stressed?!