Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Black and happy again

My hair is jet black. Black again after 11 years of brunnette, red and blonde. Rav comments mostly. Rock, fresh, good girl. For me, I'm glad it just looks healthy.

OMG. My crush is married to the nicest and probably the prettiest nurse in the hospital. And she's 12wks pregnant. I'm not surprised he's married. Just sad a little because I realized I can't really compete with those pretty young things. And all the nice guys are usually taken.

But I'm trully happy in my life at the moment. Everything is going on for me, well except for the matters of the heart department.

Sunday, 15 March 2009

Less is more

I broke my KFC resolution this week. Dinner plate, spicy. Damn.

Forensic is fizzling for me.

Flirting is fun, but I'm not very good at it.

No exercise, getting flabby. Aiks.

Thursday, 5 March 2009

Crush

I really, really, really want to exude happiness in everything that I do especially in my work from today onwards. Because it feels more rewarding at the end of the day. I must learn this gradually because it's always easier for me to be aloof. Pray for me.

The happiest moments of my life today are those brief conversations and eye contacts with my latest crush, D. Ok, flirting.

The moment we saw each other at the beginning of the shift, I could see him a little dizzy and silly like a schoolboy. He would walk past me only to reverse several steps back to say hi and ask whether I was doing night duty (eventhough I was the only doctor oncall). Excuse to talk to me. Then he would try to make small conversations with me the best he could, and I would indulge him. I like that he always looks at my face with good eye contact and occasionally looks at my mouth when we're not talking. It's just something I appreciate from a guy because I notice my chest usually gets more attention than any other part of my body.

Tuesday, 3 March 2009

Lust

I really, really, really want to have a direction and a purpose in life. I'm worried that being so comfortable at the moment with my work and life, that I might be too complacent for my own good.

The happiest moment in my life today is to be able to fall completely in a deep sleep at 7.45am in the morning inspite of the sun after my night shift. I felt so rested after.

I'm feeling lust for someone I'm working with. And I know that he feels the same for me. He's always looking at me if he's at a distance, and at my mouth (I assume at my lips) whenever we are in close proximity. But it's just wrong, simple.