ACNE WAR

Stress is striking yet again. Not on my brains but this time on my blardy face. I seldom had acne strikes like 5 or 6 different spot at one go, never since after marriage, thanks to the changing of hormone, I think. Today, when I have a look in the mirror, to my horrid, another acne will be popping out somewhere near the chin. To be exact, I now have stoopid acne on 6 different parts on my face - one on my left upper cheek, another below my chin, one more came up on the corner of my right forehead, then the next one appear suddenly near the first spot - left upper cheek, another just beside my lips and the last one I discover this morning, near the chin.

I know it's not my facial products coz the truth is I cannnot be bother with facial products. I use what I can reach - sometimes body wash, sometimes facial wash, sometimes normal bar soaps which I have been doing since ages ago and no harm done to my face. This week, it's like an acne rally on my T-zone area. Acne is on strike and I hate it so much, also much thanks to this itchy fingers of mine for the non-stopping action of pinching, squeezing and wiping all the spots.

But then, I remembered the one and only encounter in the female toilet with my new colleague. She was rambling about 1 acne on her sweet face that is bothering her so much. I looked at her back then and then look at myself in the mirror thanking god that I don't have that problem. Is it my remarks back then? Or is it the 500ml x 2 cups of plain water that I have been drinking nowadays in the morning and before bedtime that makes all these impurities suddenly came out? Oh, and if anyone is suggesting Vitamin C, I have had enough stock of oranges that I either eat pure or juice out. Any other remedy that I can try besides squeezing and oranges?

Blearghh...

TIRED

I thought with the new account exec hired in the company, I can lead a more easy life here but I was wrong. I got to handover most accounting work to the new exec but instead of helping me more relax, I became tremendously so busy this way. Management has decided that I should be in the project team as well and take charge of all outgoing quotations from last week onwards since all accounts have been handover. Usually, the sales exec would do the quote and I take charge of purchasing, only once in a while will I assist in issuing quotes to respective clients. Being a secretary in this company almost choke me with the piles of work that I think should be shared amongst us here but it seems like I'm doing almost everything. Uwaaaaaaa... is it me? My new colleague said I am too soft hearted. I kinda always said ok to everything and yes to everyone asking for my help to the extend that when I need help, I can't seem to shout for help or help isn't there to help me. I am exhausted with so much work piling up that I keep on making typo errors and calculation mistakes. Dear boss gave me yet unwanted nagging about how not meticulous I am with my work. It is not slacking but continuous errors here and there. When the post given is cum cum cum.. I guess this is what I have to expect. I wish I can retire but retirement money is not enough yet. Another uwaaaaaaaaaa....

THE NEXT VALENTINO ROSSI?

• Class : MotoGP
• Number : 22
• Team : Honda Team
• Bike : Honda
• Date of birth : 08/04/2005
• Place of birth : KKH
• Age : 10 months going to 1 year
• Residence : Singapore
• Nationality : Singaporean
• Weight : Approx 8+ kg.
• Height : Up to Daddy's knee length.

Sarah Rosly escaped from the intense hot weather of her parent's flat to take a short family break in Sembawang ahead of her trip to Punggol, where tomorrow she will take part in her first test of 2006, part of a jam-packed Honda team. Hah! Last week, the Boyanese attended a Motorcycle Show with her daddy, a celebrated rider of the nineties. Phooi! Sarah was one of the stars of the show when she show her skills balancing herself in the basket of that Honda bike without any parental guidance. Sarah spoke with the national press and described her enormous desire to start testing. "I'm really up for taking to the track in Punggol. I can't wait to start work on the bike, with its new chassis and new suspension." Bleargh..

THE V-POST

Images of chocolate candy, pink & red roses, stuffed toys still linger fresh on my mind. Those were the days when you get to enjoy those beautiful hand-made cards from your classmates, love-shape chocolate candy, stalk of red roses and many more. The only happening and excitement I got out of every 14th February was the gift-exchange day during school time. Sadly, it was more a walk to memory lane. Fun was the way to describe it last time. I called today by its initial V or V Day. I do not celebrate the occassion but it just excites me to have those gift exchange session. Last time, I officially change V Day to Siblings Day among me, myself and Irene me, Droolz and little Frat so we get to enjoy the gift exchange and those emo messages among us only. Actually, I'm more into the gift than to the celebration. Heh.

From lovey dovey hubby, it's the same 'specials', quick peck on the still droolings lips and I love you wishes before he set off to work at 6.30 in the morning. Unless otherwise stated, life as a married couple is always lovely and full of surprises. Trust me. I actually asked hubby for a V dinner? And his reply, a pack of Chicken Rice on his way home, to sit and eat infront of the TV. How romantic?! He must have forgotten about Baby Sarah now being able to get off the bed by her ownself, no support, no landing gear. Bleargh.

To all my blogger mates who are going the extra miles to make today a special occassion, wishing it be a nice and eventful one. *Winks*

CANDID? CAN DO?

This was what happened when we had nothing better to do yesterday night. I got home from office around 9pm. Dead beat but went straight into shower. Thought of dozing off straight afterwards since hubby has prepared all Baby's needs for the night (ie. bottles washed, milk powder & hot water refilled, diapers & wet tissue nearby the bed) being his off day.

The digcam was around the corner and he began fiddling with it.

Hubby : " You take my pic first, then I'll take yours... " The outcome.....

Me : " Baby, let's sing your lullaby and then go to sleep. " The outcome....

Me : " Ok.. Baby.. what else you wants to do besides sleeping." The outcome .....

Kata orang tua-tua, kalau anak pertama dah start gigit jari kaki, maknanya dia nak adik? Not a chance, Baby. You almost make my heart stopped. Production shutdowns till don't know when. Period.

SARAH MENTEL

Presenting my vain daughter... Sarah Batrisyia. I've got nothing much to blog about this few days thus enjoy the pictures on this post as well as on my multiply.

Crab, whenever I see this picture of Sarah, it just reminds me of your Baby Talk when she is small. Ada resemblance tak? Hmmm...

She either takes after me as a pillion rider or bus passenger or after her ayah who is a rider and a driver. Surprisingly, she loves standing in the basket of her ayah's kapcai and became more excited when her ayah turn on the bike engine. Blearghh..

Cat lovers, don't be hysterical. They're just bunch of cute and adorable babies. Baby Sarah and Baby the kitten. Sarah was off course so irritated by the kitten's action, pouncing and scratching at her.

Ok so here is the grand finale. The last picture of this post. Presenting both Sarah Mentel and her Mentel Mummy whom I have to thank for taking all these beautiful shots.

Good day and happy weekend to all.