Ohmmmmm....

Attended my first trial yoga class in Shanghai, and signed up immediately after. One of the main reasons being that it's like a 7 - 10 min walking distance from work, and there's hope in my spine realigning itself (which also means I'll gain AT LEAST an inch in height) HEH! Also, they were having a promotion: buy 2 months get 1 free. Not too bad, at least I don't have to commit for too long a period of time. Today was a beginners class, tomorrow gonna try Hatha Yoga, and the next day pilates, just to see if I have a preference. Pilates apparently works your core so I'm VERY interested in that. By the way, I've put on ANOTHER 2 kgs and eventhough I'm quite happy with the OVERALL effect of the gain, I'm getting a little worried with errrm certain regions... *shudder*

I WANT MY PHONE BACK!

I Lost My Phone!!! AARRGGGHHHHH!!!! I'm so ticked off! Of course it was my fault... left it in a cab, and it HAD to be the one day when I forgot to check the backseat after I got out. I can't decide which stings the most, the fact that the phone was expensive, the fact that I'd had it for less than a year, or the money I'll have to spend on getting a new one when I can put that money towards my Holiday Fund. I repeat... ARRRGHHHHH!!!! And the PHONE NUMBERS! I know I backed them up in my laptop, but I can't seem to find them anymore! I now have a sneaky feeling that my list only appears when I connect my phone to my laptop. AAARGGGHHH!!! The more I think about it the more the whole thing burns me up. The thought of some stranger browsing through my pics (not that there are any scandalous ones, just ones of me looking terribly drunk :p) and reading all my SMSs!!! The danger of having so much memory space to the point you can't be bothered to delete the old ones. My sis was a real comfort. Her response to my ranting about photos was "Well I hope I don't see pics of you on the internet any time soon. HAHAHAHAHA! Damn the woman! Oh well lesson learnt, DELETE ALL INCIRIMINATING INFORMATION FROM PHONE! AARRRGGHHHHH!!!

I Want My Shower Hose!!

The first problem I had with my bathtub when I moved in to my current place was that the plug, once put down, wasn't able to pop up again, which obviously meant, well you know what that meant. So in absolute frustration, I yanked the entire thing out and of course wasn't able to put it back in again :p I was therefore left with a gaping hole in my tub and no way of ever pampering myself to a bathful of bubbles. And then, a very sweet (and oh so cute) someone remembered my dilemma (well I was whinging a little), and bought me the most adorable rubber plug which had a little orange rubber coral on the top and a little yellow rubber crab attached to the cord. Hooray! Bathtime problem solved. 1 WEEK later, the shower hose sprung a leak. Showers therefore involved very careful placement of myself so that the water spurting out of the damn hole wouldn't spray all over my warm fluffy towel. Being the busy person that I am (:p) I'd put off buying a replacement. Tried my whinging technique on the very sweet and oh so cute someone but didn't work this time (rats...). And now I'm stuck because a few days ago, the damn hose decided to split itself into 2 and conveniently forgot how to make itself whole again. Showers have never been trickier... DAMMIT!

Impatience or Just Plain Bitchy?

One of my main reasons of moving to a foreign country is now starting to get on my nerves. Despite my best efforts to be understanding and respectful of the people and their culture, there are times when I just wanna yell and scream and call them names. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate anyone, it's just that it's rather frustrating sometimes to juggle respect for another's culture and way of thinking, ESPECIALLY when it involves efficiency, while scrambling for a deadline. For example, the need to order stationery ONLY when someone needs it instead of buying, let's say a box of 24 pens to keep in store in case anyone needs it. A typical phone call to the stationery shop would go something like this.

"Hello, I'd like to order 1 black ball point pen, 2 rulers, 1 stapler, and 1 highlighter".

The best part is, the store will ACTUALLY DELIVER those 5 items! I'm sorry, but... HUH?! I understand that they had a rough past and it has translated into who they are today, and I respect that. But seriously, sometimes it's hard to keep your cool when you're faced with something as ridiculous as what I've just described.

Now I hate to admit it but once someone gets on my nerves, his name is forever printed in my 'Little Book of People to Avoid and Ignore'. I know I know! It's horrible but I can't help it! Someone at work already has his name carved in stone and I think according to C. he senses it coz he's stopped coming up to me with questions and has momentarily attached himself to her instead (hehehehehhe). Of course then I'll feel guilty and try to make up for it by being extra nice to the fella. :p Sigh... I'm awful. But it's all about the learning, and adapting, being mature and professional... so, I've made a mental note to be a little more patient and just shrug my shoulders and laugh about it... how else will I preserve my sanity?