Another weekly update.

I was with my camera yesterday. Yeah, sometimes I think the camera is more important than myself because it has a better memory than me.

Anyway, what good is life if you can't remember it?

My companions last night was commenting that I am crazy when it comes to taking photos.

Actually it's only when it's a special occasion when I am like that. I just told them every moment is worth remembering.

Suddenly occurs to me that it might be that I know one day I'll be leaving, so I want to record some things with pictures.
Either this, or it's me strongly feeling age accumulating in my bones, so I want to preserve my youth with these photos.

SweatSweatSweat.
Work has been nuts. Sometimes I find myself deep-breathing halfway through a quote for a superlonggggggggggggg list of parts. Worse than volleyball training I tell you. And I don't even get to sweat out the toxins. What the hell.

But I want to say that afterall, I'm still lucky, 'cause I have colleagues who rock.

On Wednesday I had dinner with a supplier's salespeople. Not bad. I've been meeting mostly nice people.

An uncle from another supplier came to visit our office yestrday and told my senior to ask me to join their monthly clubbing night at Dragonfly held for all distributors. Reason: I look like a fun-loving person.

I'm actually quite traumatised by what he said. I think indirectly he's saying I look like a slut. OMG OMG OMG. Ok, to be precise, I don't mean only sluts club. The reason why I think so is that the uncle looks like someone who can recognise a slut when he sees one 'cause he's an obvious lao ah beng.

ANYWAY.

Pictures from this week. More on Facebookie.