Rick’s Tid-bits

Sigh, I’ve started to dislike my job. I have two supervisors; one checks on me almost hourly but understands me very well. The other supervisor does not check on me regularly, but thinks I can do superhuman works. If you can figure out which is which, then props to you. My point is, I prefer the method of the first supervisor, one that checks on me regularly and ask if everything is ok. Not someone that tells you what he/she wants, but don’t know if it’s achievable, then left you hanging and expect something to be done. What’s worse, the second supervisor will leave work mid-day throughout work and no one would know why… O_O

I’m not saying I dislike either of my supervisors, they each have their own method of work ethics. Just that I have my preferences too! Freedom of speech as well as freedom of thoughts.

Thoughts: so not looking forward to work…

We were in downtown yesterday, after the shopping at Eaton Centre we decided to go to Marche for dinner… man, they changed the name of the restaurant to Rich Tree! I was like, err.. hmm… ok.. wtf?

Thoughts: crap, my weekend is gone again… just like that.

On the way home today, for some reason, wasn’t happy with anything at all… I mean anything. Human aren’t meant to control everything, the nature of things never follow rules. Things are constantly in motion, with motion comes changes, with changes comes adaptation, with adaptatioin comes self control. I think I’m lacking self control. I always let my emotions take the best of me. It’s true that human are emotional beings. Because of being human, nothing is ever trully beautiful.

Thoughts: i was sweaty driving home, and now at home i’m still feeling sweaty… 1 more day, 1 last bird.

Niao = Diao

rick: so what’s up with you, Brain?
brain: oh not much, quite relaxing these days, what’s up with you?
rick: legs are sore, arms are sore, shoulders are sore… nothing seems right
brain: you are lacking exercise!
rick: I think so too…
brain: keep jogging…
rick: yeah, as long as my legs don’t run away from me…..

Thoughts: i’m hungry now, going to eat lunch!

I understand now.

Today was a good day at work, I took my time to work on my script and it felt good. Didn’t have my morning yogurt today, so now I feel fat. When afternoon came, boys at work went to Timmy and I had first dip on the Timbits… I had one and I craved for more. I really gotta cut down on my sugar… Before I go completely out of proportion.. haha, I’d look cute~

Thoughts: can’t believe you bring a poostick and ask me to do pole dance… what to do for the long weekend?

Over the weekend I found two free movie passes and we decided to use them to watch Spiderman 3. The movie is quite interesting, at least I actually liked it. After conversing with some of the coworkers they told me there will be 3 more movies after this… I was like, “are you serious?” I can’t see how the movie can move on, who could be more awesomer than Venom?

Then came Sunday, mother’s day. We didn’t do much special. Mom, Yen and I just went out a mall and we just hangout. We haven’t done this for a while, the 3 of us. Either I’m too busy studying or Yen isn’t around. It was a quiet Sunday~

Then came Monday morning, grandpa has entered the building. It’ll just like any other years where he’ll hog the big tv downstairs and we all just go about our own business.

Sergio’s brother, Greg, is getting married on July 7th, 2007. Congratulations to them. Wedding wine, here I come! Now, who’s next? More wedding is gooooood.

Random thoughts: stop nagging! you weren’t like this before, why now? 8 week days remaining. x-ray again in the morning, oh, I want to start driving again, I don’t like to be driven around by dad… will you hold my hand? weird dream?!?

So today counts as the 2 week mark when i first dislocated my right shoulder.  I can’t wait to take the sling off and be normal again.  I’m not bitching but only allowing to use the left hand it’s getting very frustrated.  BUT I think I’m more used to my left hand doing everything…

I’ll write more when I get out of my sling

Thought at the moment: I miss writing this and I bet you miss reading this.