This: A Point In Case

Talk about a fast weekend. I almost didn't feel it. Imagine, having to go on overtime on a Saturday for nothing, and playing 3 hours of badminton on a Sunday... My weekend was totally exhausting.

Before I went to bed last night, I was actually thinking of how great this week might turn out. I was looking forward to doing things that will be extraordinarilly fun, of being with people whose company I really enjoy, of being able to be with my jamming-mate Mar. But as they say, don't count your eggs before they are in one basket. I hope I got that right (wink*wink).

Fortune of fortunes, I never thought that I would be starting this week with a few disappoinments... disappointing cases that will alter the course of this week forever.

Case in Point #1: The Co-worker

I mentioned that last Saturday, instead of doing something, I ended up doing nothing. All because of a co-worker, whose work happens to be a precedent of mine. After agreeing to at last do the work on Monday morning, I came in only to find out that the work can't be done until the afternoon. This is efficiency at work... On the brighter side, at least I now have enough time for blog.

Case in Point #2: The Vanishing Finances

I just got my salary last Saturday and it is depleting like methanol exposed to air. What's more, I found out that my special group of "friends" are planning a trip to Hong Kong by next week, and I cannot do anything but watch them plan for their weekend getaway in dismay. Of course, I can't join them, with my few bucks left to be stretched for the entire month. Besides, I have tons of loans to pay (priceless). I can't blame them if they want to have fun. And I can't dictate upon them to wait until such time that I do get enough money to join them for the trip. So what if they want to leave without me? This only means more blogging time for me, right?

Case in Point #3: The Dying Voice

Over the weekend, I saw to it that I practiced karaoke at home to prepare for Tuesday night. Unfortunately, the karaoke night has been cancelled and I am left with no choice but to sing in the shower again. Alas, no one will be able to hear my Mondegreens and soulful rendition of She Bangs a la William Hung this week. I dunno, but it seems like I'll be doing a He Bangs this week... He Bangs his head on the wall too hard he died. At least I have Tuesday night for blogging again.

It was really good that I was able to watch Titanic last night. At least I don't feel like I'm the only one who's sinking. "Promise me Rose, you're going to hold on. Hold on to that promise. You're gonna be an old woman and have many babies. You're not going to die here, not tonight."

I know it's too early in the week to wallow in disappointment. But who can help it? If your environment is as murky as mine, you'd be a fish swimming in the most polluted waters in the world! "Where's the lucky fin?" I'd probably be screamin' "What lucky fin are you talking about? I'm a hermaphroditic fish! Half fish and half clam!" Now that's just angst talking.