I need stability. Ritual. When your clients’ lives are always in upheaval, sometimes you feel like your life is constantly being upheaved too.
I am feeling emotional. Been working long hours this week on cases that tug at my heartstrings.
Need. Hug. Now.
Nong Poy. Who was born a boy but didn’t do any plastic surgery to get that face.
She doesn’t even sound male either!
During a golf lesson with Dad last week…
Dad: Address the ball. [For the uninitiated, this means put your golf
stick club next to the ball.]
Me: (looks at ball) Hello.
I know I have lunch plans for tomorrow.
But I cannot remember with whom these plans were made.
Rachel, you fail.
I so feel that way. Why can’t things just be easy.
I’m tired of fighting.
It disgusts me to see Suntec City’s and Orchard Central’s electronic billboards flashing advertisements brightly when Japan is suffering from terrible energy shortages. The rest of Orchard is as colourfully lit as always.
Life must go on, but must it go on so flamboyantly?
Today, I am a happy minion.
I can finally post again.
There was something wrong with WordPress for the past week or so and I couldn’t access anything on it other than the home page. And the Support pages, thankfully.
I had a good run just now. Although I discovered that my stamina is like PANGSAI after engaging in my sedentary lifestyle for 6 weeks.
Ah well. Back to writing this reply affidavit I go. In sedentary fashion.