So many things yet so little time. I'd been working non-stop these days, only able to squeeze some time out during lunch time/ dinner time, catching up after work ends and having a hard time to wake up on time every morning man. Countdown with the usual tomorrow night after work ends.

I'm seriously not ready for 2011 yet, how about you? Oh yeah, new year resolution too.

So we try really hard to hold on tight to whatever we think we’re losing and sometimes, we hold on a little too hard and it doesn't seem to make any sense to anyone of us.

"When I lose myself, I think of you."

I'm thinking of investing in a good camera, perhaps some semi-pro cameras for beautiful photographs. Oh well, I skipped a day of work on last sunday to make time for my two cuties (Justin and Stacey) and the ladies of course. Hours of chat at Zahidah's house with Fatin. For the following day, I gave my afternoon to the girl above, J and we utterly indulged in the catching up session huh. In the night, we parted as she went for her family dinner (Sunday's a family day) while I met S for sushi at somewhere near town. I'm a crazy Chawanmushi fan okay, I ate 4 bowls of that. Fine, as a whole, I think we should really eat more, so much more. That wasn't the end. Slept over @ her house and watched horror movie too. Breakfast @ my mommy's workplace while S left for work and I headed home for moreeeeee sleep.

Today kind of suck or basically every working day sucks. Pure enjoyment as the two came for lunch with me and B, my primary school bestie randomly requested to take photograph with me (as though it's the end of the world or whatsoever shit) which made me giggled like mad.
I don't want a job, I just want money! We shall see how it goes for the next few days and decide whether I should continue working or not.

Oh my beauty sleep. Oh money. Oh happiness. Oh christmas. Oh 2011.

Tomorrow is my father's birthday and he'll be in his fifties. But he's still working madly like a cow. When I was having my shower, thoughts of this post kept filling my mind. And yes, I recalled a post which I wrote on 5th April this year in my private blog.

"Looking at my father this late afternoon, I noticed layers of eyebags under his sore eyes which meant merciless hours of work he gone through. His sore and lifeless pair of eyes told me that he definitely did not have enough sleep for uncountable days/ weeks/ months. His freshly tanned skin made me realise and see the many hours he beared, endured and got scorched under the relentless and callous sun. His muttering and anticipating facial expression told me how much he yearned to catch up with me. When he said about his pay day, his pitch was so much higher that indicated how much it mattered to him all the time, almost like the ultimate goal of his life. His toothless grin could somehow warm my cold heart. Nods and constant attention are the best returns I could give, to make his dull and tedious prime years more worthwhile. I just could not control my tear ducts when I started to assemble what I saw in him as a whole.
I seriously want to be a better daughter. But I never had a chance to tell anybody this. "

(Okay, can't believe I wrote that months back.) Happy birthday, Appa and please enjoy this special day. Have ample rest and be in the pink of health for the rest of your life. My beloved father, I love you, always. I love you more than Justin bieber, Lee Min Ho, T.O.P, all other male idols and boys okay. And probably my future husband too! So don't worry, Daddy. I know you probably won't get to see this because you don't know how to surf the net but only know how to watch Kungfu movies (the action type which I dislike the most) on the computer, haha. Still, I hope you can feel my love and blessings. I'm sorry for not expressing my gratitude and love well enough.