beaten to a pulp

writing is a full-time job. i'm becoming more aware of that fact since i started blogging. in a sense, i know that i'm not obligated to write quirky, funny, and meaningful articles every time, every day. still, i feel that it won't be too much of time-wasting to at least try writing a piece that, at the end of it, people would be in awe and nod their heads together in agreement, thinking how smart this guy is. writing has been an important aspect of how i communicate with people.. i think i'll get my ideas and/or messages across better through writing. i think i beat around the bush too much when i talk. and, often times, i don't know when i'm suppose to stop talking till i get myself into trouble, if you know what i mean. there's a malay saying that goes like - "kerana kata, badan binasa" - that i always keep in mind. there are a lot of people in the blogging realm who can really write. i don't know how they do it consistently, but most of the blogs were well-thought of, well-contructed, and well-presented. awesome. makes for good reading and entertainment.

anyways, it's st. patrick's day today. i can see people at work wearing green and being jolly. kinda makes me wonder whether they've had any guinesses already. there's an irish bar at a place called chijmes in singapore that most of my american colleagues hang out when we're on business trips there. the location is superbly convenient for us since it's just across the street from the hotels that we usually stay in, raffles the plaza and/or swissotel the stamford. somewhat 'permitting' unruly and childish behavior when you've enough to drink! the place's called 'father flanagan's'. and i've never seen any caucasian that's closed to resembling an irishman (or, woman) working there. 3-4 young, hot, and locals, yes. the place is always swarming with people, at least on those nights that i go there. it's pretty amazing how much alcohol these people can consume. i'll be racing to the restroom after my second glass of coke. and all this before we head out for dinner! good times, eh! hehe.. there'll be a st. paddy's parade in denver this saturday. it's an annual event. never been there since i moved here though. not sure about this year either. i think i'll have better things to do on a saturday morning (sleep in, sleep in some more, tv). if you guys have a chance to travel to the uk, try adding ireland to the itinerary. i've been in dublin for 1 1/2 weeks before and loved every moment there, wet and freezing cold and all. of course we were so very much in love then come rain or shine. might go there again.

so much going-ons at work. while i feel that my professional reputation is flourishing, due to pure determination ans smarts, i should well know also how office politics can be punishing and very unforgiving. gotta keep your feet on the ground at all times, watch your back when 'discussing', urm, 'sensitive topics' (and for backstabbers), suck up every now and then *wink2*, and most importantly get your job done (done right and timely). nothing beats the floating sensation when you're somewhat hailed as a hero in a meeting room full of big-shots after solving a major crisis. corporate survival. punishing. unforgiving. corporate policy: here's a pat on the back for a job well-done, and here are some more work for you. do work longer hours and no vacation time till furlough. in retrospect, i am truly grateful with where i'm at right now and absolutely happy with what i'm doing right now. i think i have a cool job. definitely not one that was conjured during grade school. could've been worse. i'm grateful.

2-miles tonight and a book to finish. hope the day's been kind to you so far. take it easy and enjoy life's little pleasures wherever you may be. stay safe:)