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Dream No More

Most people get lazy after the long CNY break.
Aren't we all too greedy at times?
Well, I think I've not gotten enough rest though.
Then again, how much is enough?
If we don't stop being greedy, it's probably never quite enough.

I started the working week really slow but not steady and ended it fast and furiously.
Which reminded me, the fun's over!
Monday's the day to buck up (again).
Quite a number of projects and more on the way.
I've anticipated late nights again.
When someone asked, "are you or is he/she busy?", I always reply, "when are we not?".
I do like my job and I told my boss so.
Maybe I shouldn't be too honest, what do you think?
Sometimes I dread people asking me what I'm working as.
Previously, I gotta explain what's "circulation" and now I have to clarify it's "account", not "accountS".


Anyway, after the debut Blackjack & In-between session at the Chins', I didn't think that was enough. After all, it's Chinese New Year. Therefore, subsequent sessions are on the way. Yesterday night started off with winnings of $6 at the blackjack table and a loss of $7.50 at the mahjong's. With the ang pow and (thankfully) a free ride home, I "won" $2.50, made new friends and got to know there are actually quite a number of friends and friends' friends living in this really small and often being made fun of because of the street name and close proximity to a health institution, neighbourhood.

I actually have nothing much to talk about but I could still come up with 3 paragraphs of text.
Ha, some pictures now and no, not Edison's. It's kinda boring to have the entire CNY swarmed with reports on celebrities having sex and videotaping the processes. Well, sex sells but why do we care so much about their fetish or personal lives? Oh well...



I wanted to get this bag so much but shipping fees are high.
YYBJ, I want to live in US too!



Ian talking to mummy after MSNing her.
Yes you got it right. I taught him how to MSN.

Me: Ian, you want to say hi to mama?
Ian: Where?
Me: Alright, you type here...H...I (took his finger but he wanted to do it on his own)

His mama didn't believe me but replied anyway.

I told Ian what his mama said and he asked me, "How come cannot see mama?"

Cute.

And I told him to reply, "I love you mama" and he went, "I where?", "L where?", "O where?", "V where?", "E where?".....

Very very cute.

And the other day, he asked his grandma to bring him over to look for me. Why?
He wanted to show me his new toy lappy, so that we can both MSN his mama.

How can I or rather we, not love him?




Check out his moves at:
http://kelhazel.blogspot.com/2008/02/ian-can-dance.html

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