Hung Over
the week back at work was so tough. i've been in the office from 830ish to abt 11 almost everyday. so that's 15hrs day x5, =75hrs of work. damn it man, i'm such a workaholic.
i've not been getting enough sleep as well, maybe abt 4-5 hours a day, so that's like 5x5=25, just slightly over a day of sleep this whole week. yawn, i'm really really tired.
BUT, the weekend has been pretty good so far. went down to phuture for some stress reliever on friday, and i really partied the whole night man. addy and i were debating whether or not to go, but in the end, we decided that we've not gone together for such a long time that we went.
i had fun. it's been a long time since i let my hair down and partied. it's amazing that i still had energy to stand despite my 10shots, but it was good. eric and megh came later, and they were pretty surprised that i had so much energy left... they've decided to work me harder this coming week. damn it.
i was damn bloody high by the time the night ended, and i honestly didn't even know that it was 4am already... i staggered outside with addy, and while i was saying goodbye to my companion that night, i saw adrian. i was like, whooa shit. it took me really long to register that it was adrian, and apparently i went up to him and knocked him so hard that the hotdog he was eating flew out of his hand. haha.
that was funny. i can't remember it, but he promised we'll do an reanactment come monday.
woke up feeling pretty crappy, a couple of beers too much man. damn. mum was pretty excited abt the grad pictures, so she dragged me out of bed to go look at it. we spent like 2 hrs at the studio choosing the pictures, and frankly speaking, i'm rather disappointed with how they turned out. i don't think the shots were flattering, but i guess there's only so much magic in a photographer eh.
i had dinner later with hung, this french vietnamese i met abt a week back. been talking to him pretty alot on the phone the past week, and i must say i am pretty much smitten. we were supposed to have dinner on tues at 10pm, but work was so horrible that i had to cancel it at 10.10pm. poor dude waited for like 4 hours for me. shit man, felt so bad... but yea, so we had dinner on sat. he told me that he'll plan the whole day cos i had a long week, and it'll just be something relaxing.
dinner was at this french restaurant along club street, and i was 10min late. damn, i told him i'll be on time, but hey, i can't be the one waiting for him right?!! ok, it was unintentional, the traffic was just too heavy! the restaurant was really nice, very parisian, and it was very romantic.
and he got me a pressent! it was so unexpected... i didn't want to open it cos it was rude, but he said it was ok. he got me something from kino, so i knew it had to be a book. it was actually 3 books, the first one i took out was this french storybook, and he said that it was his favourite one when he was a kid. i told him that there was no way i could read the book, and he was like, "pas problem, je lire avec toi" the second one was a comic book in french, and he said that it was easier to read cos there were pictures, and the third was a lonely planet guide book of paris in english. he said that now i have a book to reference when he talks abt paris.
how sweet
as if the night cldn't get any better. he was a perfect gentleman, and there wasn't a time at the dinner table when it felt akward. he had bought tickets to watch a 11.25pm show, but asked me whether i wld prefer to go home and rest since i looked so tired. how cld i say no when he already bought the tickets?!! but anyway, we watched Master of the journey or something like that. and yes, it was a french show.
aiyoh, french overdose xia.
later on we had coffee at coffee club and chatted till 3am. i was almost falling asleep at the table already when we called it a night. it was really really sweet of him to get me the pressent, to arrange the whole dinner thing. i am awfully smitten.
BUT, i have to consider the realities of life. but as of now, let me enjoy my time with him.