A series of Sex Education episods that totally rocks.
More to come next week!

Once in a while u come across a vid that scares you. I'm in a mood for ghosts tonight so i present, "The Pantry Ghost". This guy has been filming the occurance of the his pantry door opening by itself and entity appearance. A skeptical viewer wasn't too sure of its authenticity and decided to investigate himself.

It was a night he won't forget.

Fake? You be the judge.

Had a blast during the office party on Monday. Came extra early to hand out the little gifts i bought for my team. Best thing was the gift received as well! A box full!

Counting down, in my possession are 4 t-shirts, a Nike pull-over, Bodywash+perfume, Table lamp, Picture frame, small bottle of wine, Messenger bag, Notepad/book and lots of sweets+biscuits!

There wasn't a mood of work that day and topping it off, it was officially half day. And on top of that was the 1st day of the much awaited MX gathering/chalet for 3days 2 night filled with food, fun and movies of cos.

I love December..

Most guys would cringe at the sight of a green uniform. Going back to the filthy messy status after being thrown out of your comfortable life. But this time, things were a little different. Sure enough, the constant, rush to wait, wait to rush was inevitable, but it dawned to me that in the end, i was a good break for me. The stress of work, suddenly left behind was much a relief.

Can't believe I'm going to say this but, i can't wait for next ICT.

It's time like these that pushes me to the limit and beyond, having to accomplish what i thought would be impossible and upon completion, a grandeur of satisfaction swallows my being making me feel invincible.



More pics can be found here.

I miss that feeling.

A short stint, back into green. 1 bloody week. What a waste of time.
What can we do in 1 week? Not that i dislike them but i dread the though of the pile of work i have to rush when i come back. And the holidays aren't make it easier.

Tired.
Tired is when you give every possible reason not to.
Tired is when every call races your heartbeat, thinking something went wrong.
Tired is when is trying hard not to sleep so the hours would pass by slowly before dawn.
Tired is like a candle, burning hard and fast.
Alarmingly. Unnoticed. Diminishing.
A candle burning out.
Burning.
Don't you see my flames darkening?
Don't you hear the silent fizzle?
Of cos you don't.
No one does.