Merry Christmas, H!

Was out shopping with my godson, R and his mum, S (my good friend) in the morning since 9am on the eve of Christmas. Bought my godson a remote control racing car for him. He chose it. I got myself a discounted working shirt from G2000. Very pleased with my buy. The whole affair lasted till 12.30pm as the 3 of us were very tired. S gave me a lift back home since she was driving. By 1-ish, I'd already hopped back to my bed. Shopping is such a tiring affair and plus, baby-sitting R.

After my nap hours later, checked my hp. Saw 3 messages. Similarity: All christmas greetings except one with a slight difference sent by H. He asked me to check my bank account besides the usual Merry Christmas. I checked. And I saw a sum of money transferred to my account from H!!! I was pleasantly surprised. In fact, slightly shocked/dumbfounded/lost for words. My heart skipped a beat. I thought I was dreaming. haha... Tiffany & Co, Omega, Bvlgari, Ferragamo shoes, Coach bags came rushing to my thoughts. I must say this is a unique way of giving Christmas pressie. For me, it is.

Thanks heaps, H! Merry Christmas to you and wish you great success in your career be it in Singapore or London! :)

5-minute Stress-busting:Instant calm for people on the go.

That's my Christmas pressie I got during the gift exchange at my firm's X'mas party. It seemed so appropriate a gift for me. It sure comes in handy during my peak period come Jan 2008. The most coincidence part was that the gift was bought by my colleague whom I kept pestering at to reveal what he has bought for the gift exchange. And he happened to be in the same engagement team as me. He wanted to get career guide for 2008 but it has yet to be released for sale. I couldn't believe my luck. I'd to choose my gift from a red santa claus bag. Didn't want get a soft toy, so I grabbed one that was small and hard. I admit that I was slightly disappointed. I wanted to get my partner's gift coz I believe it would be costly. haha! Actually, this stress-busting book is rather good. It is light and really really really small. I can carry it with me 24-7, to bed, to clubs, to the ladies...... or maybe I can reuse it as a gift for next year's x'mas party gift exchange. hehehehe... Nah, I won't stoop so low. At most, I would get the same book.

I shall impart my knowledge about S.T.R.E.S.S management to my colleagues and friends once I am done with the book. If the 5 -minutes fixes work, I will recommend to everyone over here. Wish me luck in fixing my stress level. I hope it won't create more stress for me by following the instructions.

Merry Christmas, Folks!

Santa Bellona

Time of the year again. The time of giving. Though I am not a Christian, I love celebrating Christmas. I enjoy getting pressies for people I care about. I packed puny bags of sweets for my colleagues. As seen above, the preparation. As seen below, the end result.

Can you spot the difference between picture 2 and picture 3 below? Hint: Only one difference.

Answer is obvious I think. I packed the mint cane hanging by the goodie bag instead of burying inside the bag. I think it looked cuter with the cane dangling away. So, I reopened all the goodie bags and did repacking. Spent an hour plus packing the 40 odd bags. My colleagues were thrilled to receive these cutesy thingy. Glad to make their day. =)

Lights out!

My peak is starting again. Been working rather late at clients' premises for some nights. Nothing's new I guess. Working long hours is not much of an issue since I enjoy my work very much still. But working alone late in the night on my own kinda freaks me out sometimes. I admit openly that I am a scaredy cat. I am a leo, but yes, I am timid. Scared of working alone, scared of taking old fashioned lift especially the ones that resemble the ones in horror movies, scared of going to the ladies alone. Hmm...what else am I scared of? Scared of ageing. But nothing beats to working late ALONE.

Horror Night 1 @ company A: The toilet is located outside the client's office, so I tried to refrain from drinking too much fluids. Each time I make my way to the washroom, I would call a friend. Cannot make it right? hahaaha... I worked till 3am one night and the last staff of my client's left at 1ish am. So, that made me the last person to make sure all lights are off. Waiting for the lift to arrive is always the freakiest moment. I will block my imagination from running wild for that moment till I am out of the lift in one piece. Sometimes I wonder if it is good to see someone taking the same lift with me at 3am. At least, I won't feel so scared. But, what if that someone is not someone but something? Wah... I will flip then. Luckily, no 'interesting' encounter that morning. Touch wood!!!

Horror Night 2 @ company B: Alone @ client's again again. I didn't want my assistant to work late with me, so I asked him to go back first. Wrong move! He should stay to protect me. Initially, I wasn't scared. But after I told my friend, K jokingly that I 'heard' sounds. He continued on to tell me that the bldg which I was performing audit at was haunted and that I would be safe so long I take my leave before 12am. Oh boy, that sure freaks the cat out of me! I thought I was the last one in the office but I heard some sounds like the stapling of papers and footsteps. I told myself, be it human or ghost, I have no choice but to be brave and finish my work. However, after having said that, I decided to continue my work at home. While packing up, I saw a lady peeping outside my meeting room. OMFG!!! I jumped! Ok, she is a true blue human being. Real, very real. A staff of my client's. Relieved, very relieved indeed. We left the office together but I was the one who turned off all the lights and locked up the place. Sigh... Is she the staff or am I the staff now? Oh well, no issue, really.

My job requires me to have a strong heart, strong arms to carry my workpapers and lotsa chicken essence to keep me up throughout the night. When deadlines are concerned, the cat in me will become a lioness. Deadline makes me a more gutsy girl. Once the peak is over, I will turn into a scaredy cat again.