Finally weekend

I'm home over a weekend for a change.

I've been working really hard. Like you wouldn't believe. Anyone who knows me wouldn't believe.

We've got quite a few projects going on. Today, I worked a bit in the afternoon and went to the airport with bosses for a dinner meeting with the Italian clients. I was modelling the uniforms for them. That's fun.

Anyway, I'm totally knackered now and am kind of glad I am home. Weird, I know. But I am. So, well, I'm going to end this entry with highlight of the day...

Mrs S : "Who's Maple?"
Mr J : "She's China project's secretary. You know.. a bit like Khun Kay. But in Chinese version."
Mrs S : "NO ONE is like Khun Kay!"
Kay (me) looking totally uncertain : "...... err... is that in a good way?"
Mrs S & Mr J : -on the floor-
Mrs S (after picking herself up from the floor) : "Yes! Of course it is!"
Mr J : -still on the floor-

Hehe..

Looking back at my last two entries... they might appear to be a little confusing.

Well, no, not really.

It's just me.

You see, I've been working my arse off (and it's going to be worse for the next 3 months) and last thing I want to screw everything up is headache. And relationship or even falling in love tends to always give me a real good one. So, no, thank you. I don't really have time for that.

My bosses have just increased my salary 25%. Not too bad for 6 months work. So, now I only want to focus on my career - even though I miss having someone to share my life with. But I just can't afford to have any headaches or heartaches at the moment.

The old ones seem to have been doing a damn good job about that still. :D

Knackered.. again

I'm so totally knackered.

It's been a really long week.

We had the Italian clients in the office last week. Lots and lots of work are coming off. Then, bosses got another project. With limited time and lots of work, I'm expecting my next weekend in two months' time.

I went out a few times too often last week. Also went to a function with my bosses at the Westin Grande on Thursday. I had a few glasses of wine on an empty stomach. Not a surprise when I found myself getting really dizzy later that night. Good that bosses didn't get to see me in that state as they'd left for another function.

I'll so be very careful with the wine from now on. And I'll have to remind myself about the empty stomach. Such a pain in the arse.

I went down to the pub after work last night (Yeah, it was a public holiday but I had to work). I met Rose and Andrew (that's the former love of my life). There was another woman walking in behind Andrew too. Only 5 minutes with talking to her, I've come to the conclusion that... she's so..... fake.

She was trying to have a conversation with me and Rose in English (even though we all are Thai) - this thing always amazes me. I mean... I use English most of the time at work. I work for foreigners, for Christ's sake. So, after work, I prefer to speak Thai to people. Especially to the Thais.

This woman.. her English wasn't outstanding at all. I swear to God I speak much better! And she kept saying that she used to live overseas for years, and just came back to Thailand for only a year.

Your English is shite, woman.

She sometimes spoke English and Thai in the same sentence - with "I" in English and the rest was in Thai.

Somebody please shoot me.

I really hate these people. What is it about pretending to be someone you are not? What's so fun in it? Jesus Christ.. this woman really made me sick.

So, I had no interest in having a conversation with her after that. I just had enough.

To make me feel better, I hooked up with my old fling again. After 9 months without this guy, I'm glad we did.

Okay, okay, that's rubbish. I just wanted to. :D

That man..

I met that man again last week. We've had a casual relationship for a couple of years now. It's just casusal. We never live in the same city. I live here in Bangkok. He used to live somewhere in the south. Now, he is not even in the country.

He came back to Bangkok for business last week. So we met up. Even though he has had a very good reputation about being extremely careful with money, he never does that to me. A friend of mine used to work for him. And she was totally shocked when she knew that he flew me down south to spend a weekend with him. At that quiet and romantic resort on the beach.

And he surprised everyone again by taking me to a very romantic dinner at Vertigo. He always treats me very well. He holds me like he will never let me go. But we both know it's not going anywhere.

Last week was nice. We met up. We talked. We laughed. We just enjoyed each other's company. He pissed me off the next night, but he sorted it out quickly. He has his ways to make me feel special. And he did again last week.

Now, I can't get him out of my head...

WTF

Time does fly, doesn't it?

I've just realised that I wasn't in a mood to update this thing for a week. Bloody hell.

That big party on last Friday was kind of fun. But I prefer smaller gatherings. Too many people that night that I couldn't really find out who they were. Well, just a few that could be arsed to ask people for me. I was drinking until 2 or 3 AM, I really can't remember. I only recall I was quite smashed and basically slept on the floor when I got back to the apartment.

The aftermath was shite. There was a witch hunting afterwards as some certain woman exaggerated shite and over-reacted. Hence, a certain pisshead got smashed more than he actually deserved.

Well, the next day, I woke up with a terrible hangover. So, I decided to stay in town over the weekend... again. An Aussie friend of mine just came up from Phuket too. So, we and a few others arranged another night out. Bloody pissheads. :)

It was a nice change from loud music and a lot of strangers from the night before. We just sat there and drank and talked till the place was closed.

And we moved on to another place.

And we drank until 3:30AM

I spent the next day nursing my double hangovers.

Last week, I had a client from UAE in the office for job interviews. Kind of hectic and everything. This time was a real disaster. I can't believe it.

People were late for the interviews without calling. People just didn't show up without calling. People who couldn't really do what they said they could. WTF.

That was one major disaster in my career. Never had anything that bad happen to me before.

It's just amazing. I mean... it's a bloody job interview, for Christ's sake. I was never late for a job interview. It's bloody important! But these people.... Oh I don't know...

So, I spoke to my boss. And the result was.. I've officially got a new box file for "Blacklisted CVs"

And no jokes, I've got two CVs in there already and there'll be a few more once I've looked through all the files again. Trouble Makers and No Shows will be in there. They could really fuck up my career if we put them on any job interviews ever again.

I gotta save my arse first.