Monday, November 12, 2007
My work is so boring that my head is going to hit the keyboard soon.
I'm going for ultra sound scan at Thomson Medical later. It is written there as F3 Scan,
(Hmm... Reminds me of next yr's F1 Race.. Or is it the yr after??)
but I’m sure not know the purpose of this scan.. Overall well-being of the foetus??
I keep typing my name wrongly. What a shame!!!
It will going to be in the system forever.
Everyone who service the accounts will see wierd name there..
And people will laugh at which idiot was that that could not even
spell her name correctly... Shame!!!
Everyone is sick.. Hubby, babies, me......
So tired having to look after other patients when you are a patients yourself.
A pregnant patients on top of that... Arghh!!!!
After so many years of marriage then i realized I've married a workaholic..
A man who is willing to sacrifice everything for his career...
And that includes his family...
Oh.. Not his family but time with his family..
To be fair to him, Hubby is a man who loves his family lots..
He dote on me and the kids..
But stress always make people act differently..
He would sometimes dun care about what his sons says to him..
He will just 'hmm... ahh... ya...', murmuring stuffs like that...
I know he is just tired and stressed out after a hard day's work..
But i will still tell him not to show the kids this kind of attitude
as it will hurt their pride.. He listened but will show me the attitude instead..
ZzzzZzzz...
Read in the papers today about a Malaysian man who leads a double life,
working as a paralegal exec by the day and a toy-boy serving older ladies by the night..
His sideline earn him three times more then his profession.
Earning up to RM10,000 average in a month..
Woo~ That's fast cash...
How i wish i'm able to make that much in a month too..
Maybe joining him in his sideline serving the husband of those old ladies??
Or as his PA taking appointments, solicits potential clients for him when times are bad??
I'm a very easily-contented woman; I just want 1/3 of his total salary in SGD.
That would be enough for me to give my sons a comfortable life...
I still remember getting a call from a friend when I was 16 yrs old
Asking if I want a job that would earn me $8k-$10k/mth.
The 'salary' was, according to that friend of mine, negotiable.
My job was to service a wealthy middle age man.
My friend said he was quite good looking and was certified by the doctors that
He was not a carrier of HIV or any other disease.
And to be fair, if I want to take up this job,
I would have to go for a whole body check-up. I turned her down flatly...
Knowing that I've lost the chance to earn big bucks but have retained my pride & self-worth.
I would be of no diff from those standing on the streets of Geylang if I took up this job...
I could never hold my head up high ever again and would possibly never be able to get
out from this kind of life again...
Listening to the Theme song of the movie 'Titanic' – ‘My Heart will Go On’ by Celine Dion. A very nice song; Looking for the one with radio edit. But seems like no one have it.
Another 55 mins to lunch… and counting….
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snowflakes at 12:05 PM