the beginning of another weekend

Just was very busy these few days.
Used more the internet to search for my favourite cartoons - sailor moon and i got stuck in them.
Nothing much, except, wait... mmm today.
First had loads of meetings (to take minutes) but they were interesting and met loads of new faces (finally). Jeez, sometimes can not believe that we live on a very, very small island and all these people crop up. But enjoyed myself.
And when I finally did get to have a break, I went to the canteen and guess what. There was my mail boy all smiling and he came over me just to say hi. *sigh*
He did not see me today as I was locked all day in the board room.
Today, J (my sis) phoned me to go and see little one as poor thing has got runny nose and fever. :(
But I played with her (as a good aunty should) and I even finished painting her some colourful animals. Btw us, they looked more like abstract art than anything else.
But it's the tought that matters.
Preparing myself to go out with twins. Keep you posted...

*sniff* *atttiiiiiiisssssssssshhhhhhjjjjuuuuuuu*

Did you miss me???

Briefing:

Saturday was washing day. Tried to avoid mum and brilliant ideas to wash here and wash there. Times like this hate being a woman. Went out. Nothing interesting happened.

Sunday was the day for me to sleep, sleep and sleep. Woke up only to eat and drink. When I remembered that I quit smoking (for me brava and did not smoke on saturday... ok... ok... lying took only one with my fav drink)... Anyway, when I did remember about cigarettes, I went to sleep more. Had to go to church only to stop hearing mum nagging and complaining about the different ways that I will end up scorched in hell, if I do not give my other sisters a good example. *Hate being eldest, uffa*

Monday - ha ha working day. Enthusiastic to see cute guy. Took ages to make myself more presentable than usual. Was all smiling and cheerful, for hey, more action seem to happen during the week than at weekends. Big surprise! Old Director told me I looked quite alright for my age (the cheek, and yes me being 30, but I do not look them, honestly!). Another big surprise. My cute guy (who I know his name and will from hence onwards call him J) is on SICK! How could he get sick on me????!!! *puzzled frown*

So here I am today...

Feeling sad, feeling blue and want something interesting to happen to me soon, or else I am definetly going to make havoc in Heaven!

Jeez! Twins are teasing each other. Hate when this happens.

Question: Why do our neighbours know exactly when we have been abroad, without us mentioning anything?

Answer: 'Cos of the silence that reigns down the street!

*Deep heavy sigh*

Of all the....

Morning:

Woke up answering alarm clock with 'Helloooowww! Hellowwwww!' four times than realising that mobile was ringing from the other side of the bed.

It was L screaming with anguish. I jolted out of bed, put on what I could find, grapped a piece of toast and rushed out to her house.

Although Malta is not that big, the traffic jams are enormous and L lives in another town about twenty minutes away. So twenty minutes away + about fifteen minutes in traffic jam = a very destroyed, angry looking, fearless she-gender ready to pounce on every individual who tries to:

a) cross the street five paces away from zebra crossing

b) exists from a side street and trying to insert himself/herself in your line and in front of you, if you please!

whilst blocking the other side as well *ggggrrrrrrrr*...

c) take the morning very calmly as if he is driving on a sunday afternoon! (these are the over 55's old male!)

When I arrived at L's flat I found her nearly out of her wits. She had fallen from the stairs and was thinking that she had broken her arm. Tried my best to rush her to hospital and quieten her fears, but L was quite out of control. So I did the next sensible thing and gave her rescue remedy! For the time being she seemed ok...

Phoned work. L was excused. Me... well it's another story.

Entered the emergency room. Had to wait like AGES and after A WHILE, they took an x-ray of L's broken arm.

There were about ten doctors, all of them on the go, very young and yes gorgeous. It was our turn and L seemed better and even began to joke, so we made a bet with each other who would come to us (after all both of us are not bad looking).

Our prayer was answered by the most, fantastically, incredible, out-of-this-world, nerdly doctor you can ever imagine! Of all the luck in this world... But he was good in his work.... *sigh*

Me had to go to work after I accompanied L back to her house. She has two weeks with gibs on and then she has to go for another visit... Went to work to find loads of paper for typing and had to stay there two hours (and no overtime) for the time lost. *Jeez*

Home was worst... Just in my pj's and ready to :).... zzzzzzzzzz!!!

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Just a sweet and fast entry, 'cos I am more than tiried infact I am destroyed.
Was at work, scrutinising the clock every five minutes till eleven thirty (am). Every lady in the office had her eyes on the main door.
At eleven and twenty-five, silence began to reign. You could hear the deep breathing of the female gender, the slow, lazy clip-clip of the keyboard, the annoying rhytmical sound of a pencil being tapped on the desk... As we simply waited... And waited...
And finally he came in! He walked over to my desk in his leisure stroll with his carrier bag. He looked inside his blue, heavy bag and looked at me!

• Him: "Good morning"
• Me: An acknowledged sign with a nod
• Him: "Erm... Bad news today. Not so much mail as usual."
• Me: Mouth dry, tongue pasted to roof of mouth and squeaky voice, "No problem. Better still fantastic, you could do this every day... Like lose the mail (a puzzled look from him). I meant, ha ha ha (very stiff laughter) of course you do not lose mail.... But still you can burn my mail so that I will not have a lot to do! (another curious glance from him) Oh Jeez! (shut mouth)

So he placed the mail and leapt, literally leapt away from me as if I had the chicken pox or something.

What did I learn today? -----> to keep my silly jokes to myself and my big mouth shut! *sigh*

Kaboom!

Let me start from the beginning....
I phoned L, I e-mailed L, I sent word with collegues... just to find out that she was on vacation leave! Of all the days! So I had to do what I had to do... Stay quiet in my place and wait for the mail, which came on time :)
Yeps! He is the talk of all the office apart the first big gossip - that of the director. But he was my silver lining in a day full of work and fatigue... *ehh*
Today my sis S walked into my room and closed the door. A scarry experience especially if it is S when everyone knows that E is the trouble maker. But I heaved a deep sigh when she only wanted to know if next Sat I am free. Of course I am! It's been ages since I have gone out.
After the break-up with my ex, I went out to party, have fun and forget but now, I search for the refuge of my house. Getting old I guess.
From a household of six (including J, even though she is married and supposedly living in her own house) I am the only one to drive. My little brown bug I call her... A small mini minor that is only good for a museum but its my life and my love.
So S asked me if I could accompany her to her private lesson and I had to give in - after all she has got a point - that I do not have a life.
Went with S. Felt anger built inside me, too much traffic jam, no cigarettes... Arrived. Loads of youngsters waiting. A cute guy waved to S. She blushed and when I tried to involve her in a conversation who might he be, she only shrugged and got out.
Came home. E was fighting with dad. Dad wants to see the news, E wanted to see the football game of Man U vs Chelsea. Jeez, me got out in time before mum mentioned the P word - plates for washing.
Missing cigarettes. Hating me for having to quit. Went to supermarket to buy some things. Had to pay Lm0.03c for every plastic bag I took. Next time, mother's carrier basket - it's free, it's safe and bold red.
But better than nothing.
S just arrived from private lessons with bus. Better start writing something if I really want to be a good writer and very, very rich for I did not win the Super 5.
The nos that were drawn were: 38, 25, 3, 6, 21
Me had : 37, 25, 3, 7, 41
I *cried out loud* banged my head on the wall and just resigned myself that tomorrow I have to go to work and just gawk at the gorgeous guy.
Now this is life!

heq hmmm....

I'm back!
The house is quiet for a time. Mum is just two doors up the street sleeping with J as her hubby is abroad on work. Right...
Dad went to sleep early (he deserves a whole bed once in a while) *hihihihihi*.
Twins are out partying or something... Jeez they always seem to be enjoying themselves those two.
Call me boring, but a good cup of coffee with no sugar (yeah right, new year, new diet!) and a great book 'the flame and the flower' is all that I need!
I got something with guys with green eyes. yam, yam...
Anyway, true love is hard to find these days.
However... I suppose angels do really exist.
Today Director had all important meetings outside building (yippee) so I was prepared beforehand: jeans, cosy shoes and a top which (btw us had seen better days!)
Ok, me was typing this pile of letters when a very masculine voice greeted me.
I looked around to be met by two sparkling, incredible eyes. I think he thought me a simpleton as I just starred long and hard at him with open mouth.
He is our new mail-boy (but more of a man than a boy) *yyyyyiiiiiiiipppppppeeeeee* and definetly my silver lining in the grey hours of work :)
Tomorrow must talk to L (my best friend at work) as she knows everything on everyone (she is a virgo)
Yeah! Better start looking good for tomorrow. Got to file nails and find something better to wear *yawn*

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Ok, so I heard a lot about this blog thing and I want to experiment with it. It will be my daily dairy sort of thing...
Let's start with today.
As usual, my twin sisters aka 'double trouble' entered my bedroom to sort out all of my clothes. I was still dizzy after the weekend so I was in a kind of trance when I opened one eye and let them roam as much as they wanted. Last Saturday I bought some new clothes for myself (from the sales, heavenly!!!!), but alas, I have to be the last one to wear the 'my-not-so-new-clothes'. Anyway, I am over that fact now that I am older and wiser. (Just hate fighting already lost battles, especially when you have two as adversaries).
My morning was completed when J (the sister after me as I am the eldest) brought her daughter at my mom's house so that my father (who is a pensioner and wishes nothing else than to be left in peace) to take care of her! *sigh*
Soooo... Like most Mondays I was late for work and like most other Mondays I began to feel the weekend blues.
Did not have too much work (Thank God) and could just focus on the huge pile of letters to be typed, but I love typing so it was no big deal. The rumours are on again... Our Director's contract is about to expire and at the office we are all awaiting for the next... I hopefully hope that he would be young, good looking, have a good sense of humour and yes... erm, will fall in love with me? *sigh*
At least, I can day-dream, for it is definetly not a sin and if he will resemble Ben Afflick, than the better *giggling*
Was doing well until one of the assistants M, told me that FS wanted my post as personal secretary to the coming Director. Bet she does, but I am not that willing to give her my place.
Came home, dead tiried. Mum was still cooking dinner whilst asked me to help in the washing of the dishes! Me!!?? She could have asked S (very intelligent sis - studying to be a doctor) and E (erm... opposite to S though similar in shape and face and very, very naughty that I will not go there) who were sniggering and chuckling behind my back on something that they had been doing. *sigh* *sigh* *sigh*
Now here I am on my pc that I managed to buy lately, with door locked but I got a strange feeling in my guts that they will soon find out how to meddle with this...
Times like this I need a place for myself to call my own. Any kind-hearted voluntary person out there to give me a refuge?
I know I am joking (in a way) but today on my e-mail I recieved a picture of a two year old who happened to be at the wrong time, in the wrong place when the tsunami occured and both of his parents are lost. He is missing them... Poor, poor dear...! :(
I can not help him in any other way, than to promise, that tonight, I will pray for him so that at least he will find a good home full with laughter, warmth and love... He definetly needs it more than I do! *sigh*