Jules Ng :Oooooh, I love a bit of cake. Oooooh, cake. Oooooh, cake. Cake. Cake. Cake. Cake. I'm just one of these people. I come home and I need a piece of cake!
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Friday, 30 May 2008
Sunday, 25 May 2008
freaking contract
I have been rather occupied lately.
Grumpy's mum & dad are here for holidays. Yes, the out-laws.
So far so good. I have been on my best behaviour, lol.
This is us at the Belgian beer cafe.
On Friday, I worked in the morning, but had the rest of the afternoon off. We headed out to the crazy beautiful Yarra Valley. It was Grumpy's birthday too. I have not had the time to get him a present. I am such a bad girlfriend.
Grumpy's mum & I.
Us again. Note: shadows - Grumpy snapping our picture against the setting sun.
Now on to something else. My work visa to Dublin has been approved. Which is fantastic, yet scary at the same time. On Friday, they advertised my current job in the Melbourne office. The thing that shits me the most is the freaking contract. Where is this contract? I have not seen my contract yet or signed anything. But I should prepare myself. I would probably be leaving in about 4-5 weeks. OMG. Can't believe its all happening.
I have been going to the Buddhist centre recently - Ajahn Brahm is here in Melbourne. I love listening to him speak. His Dhamma talks does not put you to sleep. And - he loves a stir. Don't we all? His topics are quite controversial at times.
Had a meditation session this morning. First timer. Ouch my legs.
Grumpy's mum & dad are here for holidays. Yes, the out-laws.
So far so good. I have been on my best behaviour, lol.
This is us at the Belgian beer cafe.On Friday, I worked in the morning, but had the rest of the afternoon off. We headed out to the crazy beautiful Yarra Valley. It was Grumpy's birthday too. I have not had the time to get him a present. I am such a bad girlfriend.
Grumpy's mum & I.
Us again. Note: shadows - Grumpy snapping our picture against the setting sun.Now on to something else. My work visa to Dublin has been approved. Which is fantastic, yet scary at the same time. On Friday, they advertised my current job in the Melbourne office. The thing that shits me the most is the freaking contract. Where is this contract? I have not seen my contract yet or signed anything. But I should prepare myself. I would probably be leaving in about 4-5 weeks. OMG. Can't believe its all happening.
I have been going to the Buddhist centre recently - Ajahn Brahm is here in Melbourne. I love listening to him speak. His Dhamma talks does not put you to sleep. And - he loves a stir. Don't we all? His topics are quite controversial at times.
Had a meditation session this morning. First timer. Ouch my legs.
Tuesday, 13 May 2008
happy when I don't go to work
I pulled a sickie today. It wasn't planned. I woke up, fed the dog, ate my breakfast, I even packed some cake I baked for Miss Whats-for-Lunch. The next thing I know, I'm in the toilet suffering from a crazy tummy ache.
Rang my team leader - I'm not coming in today. "Hope you get better, Jules" Yea sure whatever you wanker.
I lie in bed, crouched with my little puppy beside me. Then the sms-es start coming in.
"Are you OK Jules?" Miss Whats-for-Lunch asks.
Then she goes on about how she feels she is such a loner, buying toast downstairs at the cafe by herself just because I'm not in today. I assure her I'll be back to do my normal duties again tomorrow.
And then I get kicked out of my room, because Grumpy is trying to sleep, and all he can hear is my mobile phone going off and a lot of texting. But I thought I was the one that was sick?
I email Mum, to tell her I'm not at work today. This is what she emailed me back "Yes, go see a doctor and get an MC. I feel happy when u don't go to work and face the shit in the office."
Mum, I am so glad we are all on the same page.
I made an appointment with the doctor. And Grumpy... my Grumpy, has volunteered to take me to the doctors.... only because he is feeling lazy and is taking this as a 'sleeping in' opportunity. He calls his work to inform them that his girlfriend is 'really sick' today and needs to care for me. Lies lies lies.
After I collected my medical certificate, we head off for a nice lunch. Its one of our few days left of 'being alone' before the out-laws arrive this weekend. We wanted to try this Shanghai food place, however, it is very close to his head office. Grumpy tells me to look 'really sick' just in case his boss is also out grabbing lunch. I try my best.
Rang my team leader - I'm not coming in today. "Hope you get better, Jules" Yea sure whatever you wanker.
I lie in bed, crouched with my little puppy beside me. Then the sms-es start coming in.
"Are you OK Jules?" Miss Whats-for-Lunch asks.
Then she goes on about how she feels she is such a loner, buying toast downstairs at the cafe by herself just because I'm not in today. I assure her I'll be back to do my normal duties again tomorrow.
And then I get kicked out of my room, because Grumpy is trying to sleep, and all he can hear is my mobile phone going off and a lot of texting. But I thought I was the one that was sick?
I email Mum, to tell her I'm not at work today. This is what she emailed me back "Yes, go see a doctor and get an MC. I feel happy when u don't go to work and face the shit in the office."
Mum, I am so glad we are all on the same page.
I made an appointment with the doctor. And Grumpy... my Grumpy, has volunteered to take me to the doctors.... only because he is feeling lazy and is taking this as a 'sleeping in' opportunity. He calls his work to inform them that his girlfriend is 'really sick' today and needs to care for me. Lies lies lies.
After I collected my medical certificate, we head off for a nice lunch. Its one of our few days left of 'being alone' before the out-laws arrive this weekend. We wanted to try this Shanghai food place, however, it is very close to his head office. Grumpy tells me to look 'really sick' just in case his boss is also out grabbing lunch. I try my best.
Thursday, 1 May 2008
And when I get the chance, I am the dancing queen....
I am really emo today. Seriously! I'm listening to Abba's Dancing Queen continuously, as I type.
Had a rough day at work. The Absolute Retard I Report To is making my life a living hell. Bad enough Grumpy was not there when I needed him. I had to speak to BFF Miss Drink-A-Lot during my lunch break, just to vent it all out. I also spoke to Mum about it and Mum reckons that I seem to be a threat to The Absolute Retard and that's why she is making it SO damn difficult. If it weren't for a special bone my boss threw at me - only redeemable end of May, I would've been LONG gone.. Mum said to just hang in there and not to do anything silly (like quit now) as it will be a sign of defeat. Yes, don't we all want to be winners?
Ugh, it is so painful... yes I am the dancing queen.. young and sweet... not seventeen though.. approaching twenty f-ing six..
I want to go back to looking at fishes.
Just like Julia Roberts in the movie Closer... looking at fishes in an underwater aquarium... it is very therapeutic...
I can dance, I can jive, having the time of my life...ooh see that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen...
No, I am not crazy. I was just at Seaworld last week looking at fishes.
I want to go back to waking up at 8.30am, bright, happy, strolling down the beach...
And when I get the chance, I am the dancing queen....
No, still not crazy. I was just at Broad Beach last week enjoying the sun and sound of the waves.
I want to go back to waters, sitting in the rock pools.. and not worry about anything but my dinner reservations!
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine......
No, not crazy at all. I was at the Gold Coast recently and I loved it!
Thank god its Friday tomorrow.
Had a rough day at work. The Absolute Retard I Report To is making my life a living hell. Bad enough Grumpy was not there when I needed him. I had to speak to BFF Miss Drink-A-Lot during my lunch break, just to vent it all out. I also spoke to Mum about it and Mum reckons that I seem to be a threat to The Absolute Retard and that's why she is making it SO damn difficult. If it weren't for a special bone my boss threw at me - only redeemable end of May, I would've been LONG gone.. Mum said to just hang in there and not to do anything silly (like quit now) as it will be a sign of defeat. Yes, don't we all want to be winners?
Ugh, it is so painful... yes I am the dancing queen.. young and sweet... not seventeen though.. approaching twenty f-ing six..
I want to go back to looking at fishes.
Just like Julia Roberts in the movie Closer... looking at fishes in an underwater aquarium... it is very therapeutic...I can dance, I can jive, having the time of my life...ooh see that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen...
No, I am not crazy. I was just at Seaworld last week looking at fishes.
I want to go back to waking up at 8.30am, bright, happy, strolling down the beach...And when I get the chance, I am the dancing queen....
No, still not crazy. I was just at Broad Beach last week enjoying the sun and sound of the waves.
I want to go back to waters, sitting in the rock pools.. and not worry about anything but my dinner reservations!Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine......
No, not crazy at all. I was at the Gold Coast recently and I loved it!
Thank god its Friday tomorrow.
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