happy go lucky-healthy-wealthy

I heard this phrase on my way to meet uncle charlie and the rest for dinner on sat... this cab uncle was telling me the philosophy of his life... if u are happy, then u will be lucky and if u are happy and lucky, you will feel good and then you will eat well and u will be healthy and with a healthy body, you will work fine and u will be wealthy...
it was a nice short conversation with the cab uncle... he showed me his family potrait of which his kids are around my age and has his good looking genes... *a family of cuties!*

i've had a long long week... week started out bad and ended with a tinge of desperation in my broken soul... i had been penalised for things which was not executed properly... part of it is my fault, part of it was not mine... things got rather bad that I had asked the girls out for a "sex and the city" kind of gathering.. just sit round, have a nice dinner and just bitch about things and the irritating stubble man... i wished things were better... weekend was good... i had lazed around at home and had met uncle charlie and the rest for dinner.. it was nice catching up with them... the girls and i had a short catch up session again after the dinner before we left off for home... on sun, i took some 'me' time... took a bus and went down to thomson to get some roses for myself... went for a manicure after that and basically relaxed at home...

this week i guess is off to a bad start... had a closed door meeting with my boss... confronting me of my relationship with the vendor... the way it seems to me, boss didn't agree with the fact that i was very chummy with my vendor and it seems to undermine boss's status... now that i have somewhat been given a second chance at work, which to be honest, is really keeping me cos there's things to be done, but just not the project related work, i was told to prove my worth... i still dun see my own faults but i think it is just the way the hierarchy works in the company... i feel stifled... i do not like hierarchies... i still prefer the old mnc way of working i guess...

the other night, a friend asked me if i still needed time to sort my thoughts out about him... i dun deny that i still miss him.. i was at jumbo seafood the other night and flipping through the menu, i saw this dish of fried baby octopus and got reminded that he told me he had tried it and liked it... yes, heart sank for a while but soon, i was fine... the damage is done and is still there... but i know i will survive... maybe with many scars but eventually i can laugh heartily... things are just getting better...