Eat, pray, love... minus love. and pray.

This week I'm a bit less busy. Back to my usual 60-hour per week working time. So more time for gymming, swimming, reading, blogging, shopping, masturbating, surfing(net not waves), sleeping, fine-dining, bla bla bla.......

Saw these two guys at gym today. One of the guys was wearing a white wife-beater and lifted his arms for stretching. So his friend pointed at his armpit and commented that his shaved armpit already growing some hair and needed a shave. Then they proceeded to compare each other's armpits. Gay? Or just bromance?

Couple of people from work fell sick. Really cannot tahan the sneezing and coughing all over. They better not spread their germs this way or someone is going to get a massive bitch slap.

Started reading back this book by my favourite author John Grisham(other than Sidney Sheldon) that I've neglected for quite some time. It's called 'The Confession' (Nothing about gays or gays coming out or gays going into confession!) It's my travel companion actually. A book that I always bring along when travelling or going for holiday. Sadly, it's not as captivating as his other books, so I'm having a hard time finishing it. I'm already half way through it, so I don't want to just give up. Once in a while I'll pick it up and plough through it. With a glass of red wine of course.

Yay! Getting my salary again tomorrow. Time for some splurging! And reward myself for........... erm......... hmmmm..........well........ actually can't think of reason, but I just know there's a GOOD reason I should be treating myself to a shopping spree. (Of course I tell that to myself every month. LOL!)

Oh and I'm going to try catching this new movie 'Dark Shadows' directed by Tim Burton, with Johnny Depp and Michelle Pfeiffer in it. Trailer and casts looked amazing. It's a comedy horror film. Has anyone seen it yet? No spoilers please!!!

Sexy slaves... where to get those?

I'm so tired... Recently I've been working like a slave. I'm working almost 84 hours a week, which is ridiculous. I don't even have time for fun anymore. It's just work, eat, sleep, wake up, work, eat, sleep...... Even slaves in the ancient Roman republic had time for some fun, at least from what I saw from the tv series 'Spartacus'. Gosh it's totally a softcore porn if you ask me. Their bodies.....speechless. The show is literally filled with sexy men parading their hot bodies in the tiniest loincloth, leaving nothing to imagination. Sometimes we even get to see a full frontal, albeit for a few heavenly seconds. Ever wonder how amazing it would be to own so many beautifully sculpted slaves who will obey your every command? But I digressed, see my mind is not even working right!

Back to the real life, it's Mother's day today! Happy Mother's day to all mothers! We may not turn out to be what you've expected, but I hope we can still make you proud. Bought dozens of flowers for my mother. Couldn't give it to her personally, so had them sent over. Received a call early in the morning from my mother thanking me. Love that woman to bits. :)

Nothing to update on my love life. Still accepting applications for those who are interested. Send in a form with your details, an attached full length photo (nude pics get extra brownie points, LOL), and a 500-word essay on your attributes and why you want to date me. HahHahaha...... just kidding..

No time to work out... shit, getting out of shape.

See I can't keep a single train of thoughts. Feel so sleepy. *yawn*

Breaking free...

For the past 2 years I've been staying at this metropolitan city that I've chosen to settle down. I made a choice 2 years ago to leave my family home, and journeyed South to embark on a new life, away from my family that I felt was shackling me, holding me back. I was suffocating, yet no one knew. They were puzzled by my decision at first, but finally accepted it and gave me their blessings. Deep down, I knew they longed for me to stay. Despite that, they never voiced it out. For that I'm relieved. Because if they did asked me to stay, I would have, and I would grow to resent that decision, or resent them for taking that choice out of my hand.

Now, I'm happy and falling in love with this town a little bit more every day. I know it is not perfect, and it has its own flaws, but I still love it anyway. I know it's only temporary, as my work would eventually need me to move to another place sooner or later, but for now, I'm contented.

Years ago, I thought of migrating to another country, Australia to be exact. I wanted to take a course there, and maybe settle down there. But somehow, I knew I would not be able to find a job in the field that I'm interested over there, so I decided against it. Until now I have no regrets. But there is still an occasional echoes of 'what-ifs' at the back of my mind.

Oh well, I guess I shouldn't be too greedy. I have a job that I love, living in a town that I'm growing to love. What more can I ask for, except maybe a good-looking, smart, funny, with a body-to-die-for hottie who is crazy about me? Is that too much to ask? ;)