Thursday, January 3, 2008

0342H

I was still awake at 3.42am. No, I am not working night shift by the way. There aren't many graves to dig at this time of the year, if you know what I mean.

It has always been a challenge in my profession. At any one time, your mental state of well being is "interacting" with 42 pax. And your blood pressure (BP) fluctuates like there is no tomorrow. Despite these, I'm loving it. Afterall, my MU sets in on the 21st minute. Anything constant would have bored me to tears. But I don't know why, the question to which I have no answer(s), yet. Pig season (read: peak) has not even arrived. No lunch for two consecutive days, this is definitely not a good start. For all you know, Yesterday and today I dragged my shell home. The moment my head hits the pillow, I am gonna kun.

After much thought using whatever brain cells that are functioning, I can only deduce the following answers:

a) I am getting old and senile.
b) I am getting old and senile.
c) I am getting old and senile.
d) All of the above.

KaozZz. Don't know why I ever write this in the first place.

2 comments:

Wei Sian said...

Is like that one la, after the long off season. The brain needs some warming up. You'll be in best shape in no time.

Lin said...

Very encouraging words from you...I am hoping for the best, or else I will start to smile, yup, smile at anyone that walks past me. Hee!