Are meant to be eaten

Another day of mad rush.
Can't exactly remember what i did earlier.
I vaguely recall..
Meeting the T shirt supplier
Flooding people's mailboxes
Going for lunch
Churning out the quotation
Checking out the phones
Bugging the operators at Singtel
Somehow i seemed to have done the above all at the same time.
I feel sleepy now.

Realized that i have not been blogging for the past few days.
My days are pretty packed now.
Have plans from now till the end of the week for everyday.
And there's still the party.
Got to get everything ready and settled by this week.
I can't believe christmas is next thursday!

Went out with Jane and Xin on Sat.
A trip into Novo and i walked out with 4 pairs of footware.
Shouldn't have but i could not resist.
I did my math and viola!
I bought 6 pairs of shoes within that week.
Smart girl.
Now I have to eat up my shoes before mom finds out.

Spent the morning struggling to talk to Ken.
I kept disappearing while he kept getting disconnected.
He showed me a really sweet video though.
This boy always has nice videos to share.
I'm gonna put it up at the end of this post.

Now i can't decide which phone to get.
Iphone, Omnia or Nokia E71.
I'm more for the latter two cause iphone is so sought after now.
Have got to make up my mind before the end of the month.
Offer stands till then.

Went to the hospital yesterday to visit a friend's dad.
Met a old man in the same ward at the other end of the room.
Tons of emotions flowed as i sat watching him.
He was having a blood transfusion then.
He kept figeting throughout the entire time.
His daughter had to cajole him into putting his arm straight for the transfusion.
The old man had to be coaxed and pacified just like a small boy.
As the procedure wore on, he started singing to himself.
His daughter nodded along to his song and clapped for him after that.
He went on to his second song and he clapped for himself when the song ended.
I couldn't quite make out the songs but somehow it warmed my heart.
He seemed to be in a world of his own.
It felt as thought he was a young kid all over again.
So ignorant of the pain, his surroundings and his illness.
I can't quite described how it felt right there and then.
I guess when people age, they really do become like kids again.
And they can be quite a joy to be around.

Guess i got to sum up this post right here.
Still have got stuff to do before i knock off.

My christmas tree looks plain.