Excuse Me Are You A Model?

Since this Monday I was on a strict diet regime. Not by choice but because I'm under going a couple of minor surgery on Thursday (No! It's not cosmetic!). Only white fish (steamed or boiled), white bread with a bit of butter, eggs (poached or boiled), potatoes (no skin). That was it! And one day before the surgery, only liquid!

By the evening before, I was feeling so lethargic and restless. And by the morning before admission, I was feeling even more tired but my tummy was flat like I've never seen before.

If I do continue with this diet, I might be on the road to being size 0! Now I understand why so many models are into drugs... so to keep them going.

But you know what? I love my food too much. I've already craving for my Chinese takeaway on Thursday night!

Missing

To my gals,

Thinking of you... xxx

Passage To India

Water the plant... checked. Toiletries... checked. Work wear... checked. Smart casual (I hate conference attire!)... checked! Laptops... checked. Passport & Money... checked. Panadol... checked. Ibuprofen... checked, insect repellent... checked. Diarrhoea pills... big checked! I think I'm ready. God help me please! 10 days of India odyssey now begins... wish me luck!

999

30 mins before D's parents arrived for dinner, D was still in the gym, and I'm running around like crazy getting the flat and myself ready.

25 mins before their arrival I heard a loud crash of glass. OMG what now?! Went to the balcony and I can see the big vase I used to stop the balcony door from shutting (strong wind) is lying on the balcony in a thousand pieces, the sand in it scattered everywhere including our neighbour's balcony below us. Panic! Rolled up my sleeves, got the dust pan and brush, picking out the broken glass and tried not to have even more wreckage fall into neighbour's balcony.

23 mins before D's parents arrival, I heard commotions below me. A lady and two policemen were looking up, pointing to our flat 'There might be a break in!'. I quickly stood up 'I'm really sorry, it's me, it's my vase, strong wind (of course I didn't say that I was a fu*king idiot!), my bamboo plant swing the door shut, I'm really sorry...'.

24 mins before D's parent's arrival, D got back from his gym 'What's happening outside our building? There are two police cars, 5 policemen, a dog, and a couple of policemen knocking on our neighbour's flat to warn them about some break in...'. 'Oops baby, I think that might be me...'. 'Huh?'. 'Come to the balcony...'.

23 mins before D's parents arrival, a knock on the door, two policemen outside (one of them was hot!) 'Hi there, can we see your flat and the wreckage?'. 'Sure, come in! I'm really sorry...'. 'Wow, this is a really nice flat!'. 'Oh thanks! (Wink at D but evil look from D)'. They examined the balcony, took down our details so to verify that we do live in the flat. 'You have to be careful next time. The reason we were notify because there was a break in not too long ago in your building, hence the neighbours were very vigilant this time round. As they should be.'. 'That's great to hear, we will definitely do the same too!'.

18 mins before D's parents arrival 'Alright we have to go'. 'Really? (evil look from D)'. 'This flat look so different from the outside'. 'Thanks! (Another wink but this time D wasn't even looking at me) and I'm really sorry again.'.

15 mins before D's parents arrival 'Sh*t! Have to clean up the mess! Help baby!'. 'Er... you're on your own for this one.'. 'Fine!'

3 mins before D's parents arrival. The last bits of broken glass and sand cleared from the balcony and a note dropped into neighbour's flat to apologise and offered to clean the balcony up.

Door bell rang. They are here! Straightened myself up, opened the door 'Hey, how are you? How was your journey in? Come in!' Another wink at D and this time he smiled.

7th July 2010

The time has come. 7th July 2010 I've been told.

It's in my diary in red. I should be really excited but I'm finding it so hard to be.

After all these time... I should be filled with excitement and anticipation, so why the cold feet?

I tell you why...

Over 4 days, I'll be in Bangalore for our annual Taj Sales Conference. Staying in a Taj Hotel in Bangalore, in a conference room with at least 400 local sales people, representing and presenting on my region to my worldwide counterparts, 4 days of in your face 'Little India' experience. HOW TO SURVIVE??!!!

I'm hoping that I'll have time to sneak to the spa to get away from it all but I very doubt so. 4 days of Ah Neh Neh talk, KK food, Oa Pei culture, and don't forget about the smell as well.

You can laugh and you can say that I'm not politically correct, but try! Just try to be in my shoes?! Ah Cha! My head is already shaking as we speak. Ah Cha!!

Spot The Difference

You know how I'm like with Greyhound in Bangkok. If I can afford the whole shop... even the ladies wear, I will :-)

Anyway in my recent spree, did a round of shopping before our trip to Vietnam. Kind of satisfied my initial appetite. Then on our way back, I see myself in the store again. Tried on a couple of tops and trousers, and had my eyes set on this pale blue linen shirt. Just when I was paying, I saw another very similar shirt, which I thought was much cuter. Asked about it but the sales person went 'nok saze'. Well shame... wasn't meant to be. Walked away feeling a bit disappointed but at least I've got the first shirt anyway.

Went back to the hotel. Was packing for our returned flight back. Just when I was going through my shopping for this trip, I came across this...

The one on the right was bought on my returned leg. The shirt on the left was bought in the beginning of my trip and the one I prefer more, which I was told no size the second time round.

What can you learn from this? Well at least I was consistent ;-)

Sian!

What's the word for BEYOND BORED?! Sian ah!