Karaoke night…

I don’t like Karaoke… Never liked it and most likely never will…

But I played camera person and there is food and drinks.

Must fill up engine first.. Burp!!

OK, food checked. Drinks.. checked. Now get ready!!!

Whole gang except Hadi and yours truly. I am holding the camera.

There’s Hadi. Breaking a sweat, choosing songs. So many selections… You do realize that when we do not have choice, we complain about how mundane life is but when we actually have too many choices we find it a hassle?

One puff before the show.

Showing off the power of their vocal chords.

Do… Re… Mi… Zzzz???

Slight moment of darkness.

Group shot… Oi.. Hadi mana you pigi?

Group shot take 2. Now that’s better.

My fave pic of the night.

These are the birthday party pictures of my office colleagues.

I am not sure why that we decided to patronise the golden arches restaurant for this month’s celebration. I guess everyone should feel younger instead of older during their birthdays.

Prepping and having a blast!!

Announcing the March Babies!!!

Here’s the babies!!! Not quite but still, it’s their birthday month. We got a motorcycle jelly cake and it’s in McD for crying out loud.

Big bike for big kids.

Not quite the full staff. But parts of CO and Medical department.

Can you tell that we hate each other so much??? Yeah, we got a restraining order on each other. No closer than twenty yards. So this picture must have been doctored.

About 4 months ago, W called me up. This is very unusual since he never calls me. That is , unless he wants something from me. As my senses had it, he told me he and his beloved girlfriend had broken up.

W and I had a history of an on-off relationship. Never steady or serious but still a rather weird relationship of more than friends but less than lovers deal. But like I said earlier, it is HISTORY. Now the idea of jumping into coupledom with W was quiet tempting. After all, I believe I still carry a small torch for him. He claimed he was in love with me before. A statement he still uses until this day despite the fact that we never had a proper date or lovers status. Anyhow, the little voice in the back of my head kept screaming, “REBOUND!”

I became uncertain of my place in his demented life. W and I never did manage to meet up. Things just conveniently got in our way.

3 days ago, I heard he has gotten back with his ex. Now, I would love to say that I am 100% glad that they are back together again. To say ii simply, they deserve each other. But then again, I will be lying. I felt betrayed by his actions. What am I? Just a piece of flesh that only suits his fancy whenever he needs company?

Looking on the bright side. I guess we can say that I am lucky not to have a boyfriend like W. After all, I would not have known who is he seeing on the side besides me. Plus somehow, my friends do not like him at all despite my deep admiration and infactuation of this man. So it is rather hard if people that I care about refuse to get along with my partner.

So in the end of the day, who is the winner here?

There is always a positive side to everything. Just at times we need to look deeper and harder enough.

The Curse of the Gift

What would you do if your heavenly gift was actually a curse?
Something that can help others but actually hurts you?
A gift you cannot get rid off, no matter how hard you try,
A gift that brings smiles to others but really makes you cry.

As a student, I thought my year’s gibberish act at the local mamak stall was hillarious. Then the year after, my juniors did the Hen or Rooster gig in front of KFC.

But my hat is off to the creator of these acts…

This one of the FROZEN GRAND CENTRAL is my fave.

Good huh? I should give this a try. P, once told me that I was good at this because once, for a play I had to sit very still for 20 minutes. And the audience were actually asking her if I was still breathing. Hehehe!!! Hmmm, perhaps this should be added into my actor’s profile.

Would love to do a musical, but too bad I can’t sing (yet.. I think I need training)

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