Adebelle

burrrrrrp… Geez, I am still burping… have been burping non-stop since I got back from lunch. Who would have thought a plate of innocent looking cheese baked rice bursting with flavour and a glass of good old iced teh tarik would turn out to be a nasty combination. My mouth tastes like cardboard (Oh dear,I am totally Agnesified!), my stomach feels weak, even my brain has somehow stopped functioning… It’s just the most aweful feeling in the world! Second to none!

But then again, everything has its silver lining! (Don’t they all say that?) I left work before 6pm for the first time since, since… ok, I give up, I don’t remember since when… and the rate my brain is doing at this moment won’t help much but I kinda like it! At least I probably won’t be able to remember anything work related for a night, which is a good thing. Heaven knows I’ve been dreaming about spreadsheets and SAP and spreadsheets and spreadsheets… Oh boy, let’s not talk about work!

I can’t wait for weekend to come. Long weekend, here I come! Most importantly, I am going to visit grandma this coming Sunday. It’s a promise I made the last time I visited her. It’s going to be an exciting trip to grandma’s this time. We are going to celebrate baby Ryan’s full moon on Sunday. Hmmm, how does it feel like to be a month old? Anyway, can’t wait to see the newest member to the big family I already have. I wonder if he has chubby cheeks like his sister. Those inviting cheeks… hmmm… awww, I need a pinch on that chubby cheeks! Baby Ryan definitely need his cousin’s blessing. In my book, pinching = blessing. Hehee…

Talking about new born… Geez, I feel old… and I’m no longer the youngest in the office!! Someone born in 1984 took over the ‘Youngest’ title. But hehehe… at least I’d like to think I’m the youngest looking one around Gosh, I am pretty shallow, aren’t I? *chuckle*

Hmm, 22 years today day, I wonder how many kids I will have… will my husband hold my hand when we cross the road and still look at me as if I am the most gorgeous girl in the world? Hmmm… It must be the lunch I had. I’m seeing stars and I’m thinking weird.

My mouth still tastes like cardboard… *burp* Oops, excuse me!

Better get going. Ciao ciao

Paul Hunter is dead!!! I had to rub my eyes and pinch myself a few times when I came across his obituary in the newspaper just now. This is just so surreal. A part of me can’t help feeling so hollow. It’s as if someone had accidentally or deliberately hit the ‘Del’ key and part of my memories has just been deleted, gone, and never to be recovered…

Paul Hunter was only 27, good looking and talented lad. At least he won 3 snooker championships before. I had never been a snooker fan until I first saw Paul Hunter playing. He looked very much like Beckham and had cute dimples when he smiled. I spent numerous cold winter nights watching him on my nth-handed tv which I picked up during the Car Boot Sales. The tv licence cost more than the tv itself! It’s something like 200 pounds per year. I had been very lucky… at least my tv wasn’t confiscated (I even passed it down to my junior) and I didn’t end up in jail.

Ever since I left Swansea, gone are those nights lying down on the springy bed by my favourite big window and gazing out to the end of the starry night sky. Everything was so calm and serene. I loved the night breeze, the stillness, the beautiful lullaby singing softly by the insects and the fresh smell of air. Everything else was fast asleep but the stars and I… Sometimes, I fell asleep to the sound of tv buzzing… Sex and The City, Smallville, BBC, Channel 4, ITV, Paul Hunter…

Paul Hunter and I were only separated by a mere tv screen! He was always there when I switched on the tv and expected to be entertained I will always remember his straight blonde hair and razar sharp gaze.

30 years down the road, when I’m slightly old and not yet ugly :P, Paul Hunter will be one of the many things I tell my children about. It’s like:

Adeline - Swansea - sleepless winter night - Paul Hunter - sweet memories - stories to be re-told…

R.I.P. And if you see my grandpa and my aunt up there, say hi for me.

http://sport.independent.co.uk/general/article1831607.ece

It’s been such a while, hasn’t it? Life is picking up its pace so fast that sometimes I get lost in it a little…

It’s not like work has completely consumed me but when you start your laptop as early as 8am and shut it off 12 hours (or longer) later, it kinda leaves no brain juice to spend writing about the little something that was happening earlier in the day. So I perfected the art of procrastination… Speaking of procrastination, I am not sure when the police will come knocking at my front door with a pair of handcuffs… You see, little missy here… hasn’t changed her Identity Card yet. Geez, I wonder if I’d be treated as a immigrant if I were to wander around in town at 12 midnight.

I need happy thoughts now. The fact is I’m rather happy after ‘wrestling’ with the the Streamyx Technical Department for the past 6 days and they finally sent me a much needed troubleshooter this evening. I felt so crippled without the internet access and living without it for almost a week is definitely #$%&*!^@… Pardon me, I really shouldn’t get so pissed… But I’m doing these people a favour you see… someone has to knock some sense into their dense skull… the manager shall expect a very nicely and politely ‘written’ letter some times next week. Can you believe it? I am calm and very serene right now.

Elsewhere, there is new addtion to the family!! It’s a boy! Uncle Peter finally has got his little prince. Can’t wait to see the little cutie some times next month! I can already imagining pincing his chubby little cherubic face and calling little freddie and he looks up and smiles… hmmm… Blimey, I don’t even know his name! I like the name Frederik. It sounds very posh and very royalt-ish! But judging from my uncle’s taste… that poor little baby probably’s gonna get a not-so-bizarre name like Frederik… He’s probably gonna be another John, Joseph or John… There are so many Johns in the family already for crying out loud!!

Suddenly I’ve got the impulse googling baby names!

My stomach is protesting… I reckon I’ll need a hot shower and some food! Laters.

I am getting really forgetful… I was supposed to ermm relate (or otherwise ‘brag’ :D) about my experience of getting hit by 3 cute teenage boys in the bar last Friday. While the memory is fresh… I need to offload it quickly… Let’s look out for next post!

Hmm wait a minute, do you consider bragging an undesirable trait? But I didn’t mean bragging bragging… What the heck… laters!