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26.4.11
finally after a mafaking crazy week i got the day off. and I'm tempted to blog. my fingers are all just so energised for a long sensational post. well i wouldn't know if sensational is that you guys would define but wtf. here I'm sitting at a place rather quoted as a hmm... a place where you can dine and enjoy really good food with a tinge of old American navy setup as a background. its by the streets of somewhere. and I've got joseph vincent singing 'my queen' in my earphones. wouldn't feel so lonely after all. I'm just taking a chance trying everything beautiful. laid back Tuesday. every time I'm enjoying an off day i wish that time would pass really really slowly. wake up and take 10 minutes just to get to the toilet. and I'm definitely not staying in one of those huge ass land property where i have to climb a flight of stairs to get somewhere. i treasure all my off days. its the purest thing you could every dream of.

let me now speak alittle of my job. i am definitely not working in some high end avenue with a good business company name to portray in both my outfit and reality. its in a hospital. that's it.
what i do? haha! i shall not even begin. let's just keep it that way. its on the 7th story. it's this really really long Aile and i mean fucking long Aile. like if i happen to run out of 10mls syringe i would have to walk all the way to central which feels like 10 km away and if central ran out of those 10mls syringe that i wanted i would then have to walk all the way to b2 which feels like another 10km added to my jogging destination. and upon reaching my mark i finally decided to pocket alot of 10 mls syringe in accomplishment, i would then look back at how far i would have to get back to my a station which feels like total disappointment. ok probably i would have exaggerated a little on the 10 km but trust me when you have sat down the entire day let alone consume anything, it definitely feels like a jog to johore bahru. no i am not kidding.
so given that its just big a place, all i every wanted was to hide a corner unnoticed, do my work and after-hours are all that i look forward to. but i was wrong.

lately i went out with my colleagues. people who i never thought would ask me out. probably for the fact that they would think I'm just weird. i don't speak much at work because half the time I'm having conversation with myself in my head. working in an environment where the female population is ginormous the best idea is to stay low because you know how when you put a bunch of girls in the unisex toilet (that we have at work) and they tend to fucking gossip and when you walk in they all go to a volume zero and pretend like there wasn't a single conversation to begin with. so the best stride is just to keep to yourself. so there was miss jiggly puff and miss combat killer.

them: where are you going after this?
me: home
them: want to go out?
me: eeerm...
them: I've got a dress and you can have my slippers.

so not long i was out with them. and it was alright. we talked and i felt accepted. not for survival, but just for the after-hours from the hospital. jiggly puff and combat killer are two people i would never see myself going out with. you know how we have labels in the society , like the jocks the big boobs, the nerds and so on. well i would say they would fall under the hardcore party fuckers. so i would never imagine why they would ask me out for i am definitely not hardcore at all.

lunner (lunch+dinner) with them definitely made me reminisce those moments where we would just have nice dinner after work at changi. i miss all of them. and i definitely miss all those times. probably there's a reason why it happened this way. its like we used to talk everyday and now its like we don't know each other anymore.

well then again its so much easier when you've got nothing because nothing can't be taken away from you. but sometimes i just don't want nothing anymore.

and for the record, to Hottento , up your mother fucking ass! because i definitely had enough of you pushing me around. _l_ i always pray i don't get to be on the same duty on you every single day!

i'm gonna meet another friend. later~