Life is as usual. The race was really tiring but we had some fun running around and doing stupid things. One of the tasks was taking a picture of 20 Indians. (not being racist --just that it's too easy to get 20 Chinese in a picture). In the end, we passed by the Indian temple at Chinatown and tada, we got our 20 Indians. Not in the temple but on the temple itself. If you know what the temple looks like, it has got so many Indians on its roof. Okay, the Indian Gods lah. Hahahaha. Other than that, when we got to Changi Airport, the task was to put a garland around a tourist's neck. The garland was bought from the temple and it smelled strongly of jasmine. By the time we got to Changi Airport, it was almost dying.

Well, it wasn't that easy to find that one tourist. =)

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It's been a really tough week. The other day someone asked me what I was actually busy with. I couldn't really explain. It's like just being busy with a lot of small things so much so that when I think back, I don't know what I was really spending my time on. Haven't had a proper dinner at home this whole week because of working late. Tomorrow, I shall have to drag myself to work (it's my off day). Couldn't meet a deadline. I'm pretty much drained. It's taking a toll on me and I feel I'm losing weight. That is quite bad.

That aside, I don't like the new American Idol. She screeches. Sure, she's versatile but her voice just annoys me.

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Talked to SF the other night. SF is one person who talks so direct that sometimes it can be quite funny. Like he said he was desperate and he worries about his sperm quality. This year he turns 27.

It set me thinking for a while. Am I ever going to fall in love? Will I ever know what is the feeling of being able to share my life with someone I truly love, do things like decorating a home I can call ours, looking at my own child...? It doesn't seem very possible at this point in time.

Will life be complete without having a family of your own?