Sunday, May 29, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Office hours
(Thoughts at work)
I have to:
Send this email
Send that email
Go to a meeting
Get this approved
Go to another meeting
Call sombo- SIEW MAI SIEW MAI MANDY YOU NEED SOME SIEW MAIS
Ok ok, I'll go buy.
Nom nom nom reply emails do up some lists.
And then - GONG CHA GONG CHA MANDY YOU NEED GONG CHA
NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO-
I have to:
Do meeting minutes
Contact companies
Laughing fit
Scare colleagues
Look for - CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE MANDY YOU SHOULD GO BUY CHOCOLATES
Monday, May 23, 2011
4. Laughter
She laughed and laughed.
It was not that she did not want to stop - it was more like she could not. If laughter were matter she would have been foaming at the mouth.
She laughed even harder at that image.
Yet her laughter did not spring from joy - it was a torrent of derision, with a trickle of bitterness.
But no one could tell.
Crazy, they thought. She's crazy.
She liked to agree with them. "Yes," she would say. "I am."
And then, as if they needed more convincing, she would repeat herself.
"I am."
At this point, most people would have given up - or they would have gotten used to it.
And so they let her laughed.
***
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
3. Possibilities
She almost gave in.
No, she told herself. No, no, no.
Yes, her heart begged. Yes, yes, yes.
Conflict was a close friend.
He made a tiny noise.
Though unsure of what to do, she savored this moment where infinite possibilities became possible.
"So...."
Yes. No. Flying turtles.
She compromised and made a noise which sounded like "gak".
"Gak," he repeated, staring at her blankly.
She didn't think she said anything else. She couldn't remember - her mind was busy envisioning possibilities.
***
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Peng san
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
The Morbid Mother
Don't walk between cars parked in a parallel manner, she said. You'll never know when one of them will move and crush your legs, leaving you crippled for life.
Don't have a spoon in your mouth when you're walking, she said. You'll never know when you'll fall and get impaled by it.
Don't walk too near the pillars at the void deck, she said. You'll never know if someone is hiding behind them, waiting to rape or murder you.
And perhaps the most morbid of all: don't be too fiesty, she said. You'll never get laid.
Don't have a spoon in your mouth when you're walking, she said. You'll never know when you'll fall and get impaled by it.
Don't walk too near the pillars at the void deck, she said. You'll never know if someone is hiding behind them, waiting to rape or murder you.
And perhaps the most morbid of all: don't be too fiesty, she said. You'll never get laid.
Monday, May 2, 2011
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