Euphoria.

Its been a heart-stopping night for EPL action.
I thought we were going down during half-time.

But. Thank heavens.
We won 4-2.
For the treble boys.

Dailies.

Yes i know. =)

Stumble.

I feel like i am tumbling down the rabbit hole. Head-first.
I think i will be ok at the end. Only that. When is the end?


All the best babe in Shanghai! I look forward to my "Kris-flyer accumulated ticket" to visit you!

Departure.

One by one they start leaving.
Without any source of remorse.
Beyond the shoulder I wait.
Only to be left behind forever.

Make it big wherever you may go. I am only an expensive phonecall away.

Pioneer.

Since i am bored and have nothing to do. I shall post my first ever photo-journal entry!
And what better topic to start off then showcasing the people at work!


Here am I in Smart Four Uniform at work!


And that is Wayne, my upper-study. Notice the similar grins?


The former photographer, now NSman Alvin!


My artistic boss Kip! Ho ho.

I must pardon for the lack of photos in my blog. It is never my intention to make it ultimately boring, but being unable to bring a camera around due to obvious SAF reasons has been a bummer.

Oh. We happen to have a portable PC from HP that has a camera if you wanted to know about these pictures.

Flip-flop.

I think i am havin the Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde syndrom. One part of me loathes him. The other part cares. Its certainly painful.

I need my elixir. Can anyone offer me one?

Little Pleasures.

Me, Myself, a bowl of chicken macroni soup and Internal affairs. Welcome to the on-lunch-duty life.

Renewal.

Changing of status is a love-hate thing.

Confused.

I am tired, but refused sleep.
I am dirty, but refused baths.
I am lonely, but refused calls.
I am hurting, but refused cures.
I am loved, but refused love.