Yeah, something is wrong. Time passed so darn fast that I feel like I floated pass them.
Blink once, it’s Monday. Blink again, it’s Friday. And I don’t even know if this is suppose to be good. This is a so called “honeymoon” month for me.. No events until end of May, not too busy, but of course, I still have tonnes of work to be done.
Part of me wants the next 4 months to fly pass. Back to back events starting end of May. All the way to August. How exciting. Which means.. no holiday, no filling in leave forms.. despite the fact that I have more leaves than anyone I know.
Weekdays? Work. Weekends? Work. Public holidays? Work. Sick? Work. Tired? Work.
Why? D’oh, work pays my bills.
I feel so disturbed. Cos each 24 hours I’ve passed through, they felt like 2 hours. Don’t even feel my own existence.. Shit, this definitely needs to change. I should feel every moment when I’m alive, afterall, we only live once, right?
I want to be a fishy.. a blue fishy to be exact.
Then I can swim swim swim in the big fat blue sea..
I can also sun tan anytime I want.. damn it, I’m still not tanned at all now.. =.=
Oggie, time to go sleep and dream about having another holiday tonight.
<3

