Inspirational Dead End!

• It's 11 p.m. I am supposed to give a 7 minutes speech tomorrow. Theme: Speech To Inspire. Fuck! I can't even inspire myself to write that bloody speech, and I am expected to deliver a speech that inspires others? Damn.
• Has not been my day today. Felt like everything conspired to collectively get on my nerves. Kids, work, spouse, the entire world in general. And no, its not the PMS! 
• I like that Mother Teresa poem "Anyway". But the speech has to be original. And am too lazy to think.
• Inspire inspire inspire. Panic mode! Nak cakap apa ni esok? 

Another Air Supply for Psycho.

While am at it, another one for the road.. damn, we really need a karaoke session. This time without the kids thinking that we are weird / lame / crazy / all of the above.


Here I Am - Air Supply


Here I am, playing with those mem'ries again,
And just when I thought time had set me free,
Those thoughts of you keep taunting me.
Holding you, a feeling I never outgrew,
Though each and ev'ry part of me has tried,
Only you can fill that space inside,
So there's no sense pretending, my heart is not mending,

Just when I thought I was over you,
And just when I thought I could stand on my own, 
Oh, baby those mem'ries come crashing through,
And I just can't go on without you.

On my own, I've tried to make the best of it alone.
I've done ev'rything I can to ease the pain.
But only you can stop the rain.
I just can't live without you, I miss ev'rything about you.

Just when I thought I was over you,
And just when I thought I could stand on my own, 
Oh, baby those mem'ries come crashing through,
And I just can't go on without, go on without,
It's just no good without you.
Without you. 

Reminiscing + Lemau Mood

In a reminiscing mood reading your Air Supply comment.. Boleh tak aku nyanyi Air Supply in the office kuat kuat? Mesti orang kata aku Psycho.... Here I am, the one that you love, asking for another daaaaaayyyyyyy.... Muahahaha..

The One That You Love - Air Supply

Now the night has gone
Now the night has gone away
Doesn't seem that long
We hardly had two words to say
Hold me in your arms
For just another day
I promise this one will go slow
Oh...
We have the right you know
We have the right you know

Don't say the morning's come
Don't say the morning's come so soon
Must we end this way
When so much here is hard to lose
Love is everywhere
I know it is
Such moments as this
Are too few
Oh...
It's all up to you
It's all up to you

[Chorus:]
Here I am
The one that you love
Askin' for another day
Understand the one that you love
Loves you in so many ways

Tell me we can stay
Tell me we can stay oh please
They are the words to say
The only words I can believe
Hold me in your arms
For just another day
I promise this one will go slow
Oh...
We have the right you know
We have the right you know

[Chorus]

The night has gone
A part of yesterday
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to say

Friday Afternoon Ramblings

Its 3 o'clock on a Friday afternoon. I had my sugar fix over lunch hour. But am still feeling bleaghhhhhh.. Over the past couple of weeks have been keeping crazy hours at the office, hardly seeing the kids coz by the time I get home they'll be asleep. 


Now that the craziness has subsided, papers submitted, tenders answered, bla bla bla, am feeling a little bit anti-climax after all the excitement.. Sigh.. 


Am thinking of ditching Monday for a serious shot of retail therapy, followed by girly session on Tuesday. Wait, don't we have male masseuse with hot bods that can entertain these makciks? Hahahaha.. that would definitely make our day eh? They would probably be gay anyway, so there shouldn't be any harm, right? Muahahahaha... 


Have got a 15th May resolution that I am determined to stick to. Am gonna be such a bitch after the 15th, but heck, am already bitchy and grumpy anyway, so no diff. Hahahahahaha... 


Now that I have a little bit of free time, should really start on the planning of little Bro's wedding. Me and my dad being forever anal, we had a project kick off meeting to kickstart the wedding preparation, complete with project charters, timeline etc. I know. Anal. And I have 4 mths to kuruskan badan, else Boy's friends are gonna call me makcik and I would have no choice but to murder them and you'll have to come and bail me out.


Sigh.. I need a good pick-me-up, or a tight bitch slap. Whichever. This lemau mood is driving me nuts.