Its been a long time.

Application for leave has been submitted but not approved. DEPRESSION spelt in caps all the way. But wallowing in self pity is plain boring after the initial petting by everybody.

Optimism has never come in more handy in life. After all the crying, its time to stick out the guns and fire away the bitches.

Oh work!

Hongkong was a fantastic retreat! Dim Sum and food will never be the same again. For the same price we pay in Singapore, we get an extra large bowl of noodles with REAL MEAT N PRAWNS in Hongkong. Our minute servings just makes me appreciate foreign cultural food more. And that is not speaking of beef brisket yet. Get me started on that and my keyboard will be flooded at the end of the sentence.

Food aside, the sassy women's presence are always accompanied by their super loud talkings. I dont wonder there's no need for loudspeakers when doing promotions. Moving to the males, MAngo got it best. "I dont want a Singaporean man, I want a hongkie." Walking from one end of the street to the other end doesnt ever happen without "Mr Reynooolds, you're sooo FIne!"

On the surface, its pure bimbo talk. But it helped me ease off all horrible environment I've suffered for months and made me realise I need my baby more than I thought.

All these while of being together for everyday makes me take things for granted.Time apart does wonders. :)

And this time round, I'm back for good, Baby :)