I am Thompson Boy

I guess I have been reduced to this – just going back and forth about what had happened and that’s about all there is to me now. What happened to the mind? The thoughts? The questioning? What happened to Daniel? He’s here alright, deep within me probably fighting with other facets of myself which has been duly busied with work of late. But then again when am I not burdened with them? I just don’t know why I have been feeling a little low on energy and couldn’t perform as well and as much as I used to when I started 6 months ago. Those who have been doing this for years (like my bosses), are they inhuman? Maybe all I need is a break from it all and thank God the CNY holidays are just around the corner. Feeling low on energy is one thing but knowing that you are low and can’t do anything about it is another. The weekends or any rest time in between is just for sleeping or doing relaxing things like reading or watching DVD and nothing else. Even after an 8 hour sleep, I woke up feel

But then I have my friends and more. So the whole week actually started with a weekend getaway with my colleagues or should I say friends at work to celebrate one of the guy’s birthday. I was there for the beer and the smoking which was allowed in the pool. Don’t ask me how we achieve that but we did and I have always thought that seeing people from outside their usual zone like work or drink place will let you see a different and deeper aspect of themselves and so that I did. However the drinking didn’t just stop there. Back at work on Monday and we hit the bar again and this time was the birthday boy’s turn to thank all of us for showing up at his do over the weekend and I was pretty thrashed the next day but still managed to scrape myself up for an early morning meeting. I didn’t think too much about it until Wednesday when I received another invitation for an ex colleague’s belated birthday do – I excused myself because I didn’t even know that person but still managed to get to

I had the luxury of looking at some of this season’s new look and trust me it was really a luxury to have a wee free time at work and I was actually stunned for awhile thinking of things to do to pass the time. Naturally I have surfed all my usual blogs and news spots so the next best thing is to hit the runway – online speaking. Can’t be responsible to say that I trendspotted something because it came out first on one of the blogs that I regularly visit, nitrolicious (among many which includes bryanboy, popjustice, launch UK, thebaghag and purseblog) who highlighted this jacket by Balenciaga from the Fall/Winter 07 collections. I mean, not only the jacket looked hot but you need to check out those shoes as well. Woman really got it easy with some many designers focusing on some real fierce footwear for them. Last year was mad with so many hits from Marc Jacobs (remember the gladiator inspired ones and heels on the toe end of the shoes). But then again Balenciaga is not exactly aff

I have always remembered that in the past, there’s the coming of Christmas which everyone will usually be emo and then the New Year (usually doing a lot of nothing) and lastly my birthday. Of course the big bang would normally be Chinese New Year and then everyone has to get back to their normal schedule and wait for this cycle of holidays and celebration to come again. Out of all the events the one I usually detest the most (for the past few years) is of course my birthday. There was a time or many for that matter which I felt that there was little next to no reasons for celebration. After all, you get your birthday on a yearly basis without any effort anyway so what’s the cause for commotion at the first place. Coupled that with the fact that I have always felt the need to celebrate that day with someone which I have yet to find and time seems to b ticking as I am one year older – it is all very depressing indeed. I must confess that initially I have the same reservations as well for

One thing that I’ve learnt over the past few weeks is that I have absolutely no self control whatsoever. My indulgence or rather my passion for certain things in life could really consume me and thankfully not all of them are hazardous. Then again, the fire from the same passion is also my saving grace – work. Work that consumes you and take your mind and body away from every other thing in life. Work that satisfies you in many ways that no other can or does it in a healthy way. While contrary to last year whereby I have took the last two weeks of the year off, this year I have only managed two days. But on both occasion I was present at work so that didn’t really count for anything. However there was mini gaps in between and I somehow managed to think and indulge too much. Take for example of my indulgence in spending/shopping too much – it’s no secret anymore that I am quite a shopaholic and true to the tag, I went ahead and blown the credit over this little baby. I actually

So you know the party (or parties) is officially over when you ran out money/holidays and sadly find yourself parked back at your cubical typing away. While things are supposedly to return back to normality there's still a couple of them who are away on leave and your clients aren't exactly back in town either. Things are going so slow that deciding to either poke your eyes out with a pencil or pull your hair out sounds very promising. For me, getting out from bed was quite a drag this morning (then again, I am always a drag at work so some say). After surviving a whole day in bed, I have a feeling that I still need to stay in it a little longer. No idea what prompted the surge for vomiting but that was the first thing I did when I woke up on the 1st day of 2008. My mum suggested that it was the drinks but like helllo, why would everyone I spoke to blame it on hangover and etc when all I had was just one measly cup of vodka juice. I think it is more of a reaction or rather prot