Too serious for my own good

Funny how I look at some things now. People's perception of me is usually this - serious/rational.

Now since when did I care what people thought of me? Nah I still don't. But I do care of my own friends' perceptions. Maybe its because of certain topics of discussion I delve into.

It certainly is very amusing talking to S.Ping on our changes in the past 2 years. The times when we've mutually supported each other, or when I've called just to hear a friendly voice, though she's way over the other side of the ocean. Certainly things have changed much in a little less than 2 years.

Now, when work piles up or something stuffs up, inevitably I look at the amusing side of events. Usually conversation starts with how much more work I still have, and I get abit hyper and in the end I just go "ahhh things aren't so bad". voila!

The mind is indeed a powerful thing.

Now, about being serious and all. Just last weekday, a friend got a taste of my unusual "un"seriousness. As a result, our dear friend now not only has to belanja nice dinner, but also now owes me a yet-to-be-decided present! Unfortunately that'll all have to wait till I get back next month. Hmm maybe I should do this more often. This's fun!

The not-so-fun bit -- I'm still buried under a ton of work. Acutely sleep deprived over the past few days, with accompanying bleak weather to teman me throughout the long days and nights. Forecast is rain rain rain rain rain all the way to goodness knows when. To top it off, my eyelids are shutting down on me. Great. Cue for a walk-about and a twirl in the room to 老情人...