Saturday, July 09, 2005

lesson #202: he's dumped me

Have dance potluck later. I'm supposed to get ready and meet Jess to buy ingredients for our Ultimate Fondue but I can't find the strength to move off my bed. I slept on the way to work (half-day Saturday) and on the way back, and then sat for hours on the comfy couch playing Xenosaga (stuck in one of those annoying stages with freaking huge areas and no save points in sight and now I'm raving like a games freak, which I am not). Also read a bit of Sherlock Holmes, because I love him and his character. Don't think it'll ever be possible to make a good movie out of him because he is just so complicated. Movie adaptations simplify plots and to simplify Sherlock Holmes is like taking the essence right out of him.


Shopping trip during lunchtime yesterday. Ended up at La Senza and buying 2 bras (1 yellow and 1 orange) for $10 each, and a red pair of hipster panties for $4. The panties on sale are CHEAP, I tell you. Wanna go back there and get a red bra to match the hipster! I want I want I want...


This blog entry isn't organized very well I have to admit! 'Cos feeling a little sleepy and extremely lethargic thanks to a nasty, nasty period. It cramped pretty bad yesterday. And speaking of yesterday, Raffles Hotel has officially dumped me.


I've been sick of the work there for a couple of weeks now. I totally felt underutilised. All of the brainless stuff they've got me doing are not in the least interesting. So I was silently and stealthily planning to quit in end July. But suddenly yesterday a dear higher-up approached me and speak of two words: 'early termination'. Reason was they've found a permanent staff and as such their headcount is sufficient, they can't justify me staying there to work anymore. So there she was giving me my one-week notice.


Do you know the feeling when you're with this guy and you know the relationship's not going anywhere, and then you quietly planned to break up with him, but then out of the blue HE dumped YOU first? It's just the perfect analogy for my Raffles situation. Utter irritation, I tell you! Even though you sort of get the results you've wanted in the first place, but you don't feel at all happy about it. Because you're not in control of the situation anymore.


And if you know me, I'm all about being in control. To the point of obsession.


Oh! Buggerations. Now my income's been cut short, I'm regretting all the Mango stuff I bought. Still have to do jeans alteration, re-do my hair, get Lancome duo eyeshadow, pay for dance classes, go for driving, get new comfy slippers for school, etc etc. Sigh. I suppose I could always pray for a miracle, except I haven't been going to church for a while. Not sure whether God will co-operate. If He doesn't, will have to resort to Plan B which is Asking Mum For Money. And THEN I'll have to fork out extra for an ear operation.