Finally caught The Private Lives of Pippa Lee yesterday with a near stranger. A first of sorts.

It was interesting, very well written and brilliant up till the ending.
Well, some may like an ambiguous, open ending.
But I dislike endings like that immensely.
Like everything else in my life, I demand certainty.

I think that when you come to a point where you actually want to stay back late to work, you must have the perfect job.
Lots of people have good jobs, but how many have a passion for the said job?
Will I be one of the lucky few?

Of course, it is not to say that I don't feel like screaming about 267 times a day.
At one point today, when news came through that the adjournment was granted, I said to Nages, "Oh my God, I don't have to stick my head in the wastepaper basket anymore!" and I meant it.

I honestly was so worked up I just wanted to stick my head in the basket which was full of crushed paper just so I could escape, from work, noise, everything. I didn't realise how much I wanted to do it until it occured to me that the basket was very clean, only white paper and it probably wouldn't mess up my hair too much.

I'm looking forward to tomorrow.

"I have always found that mercy bears richer fruits than strict justice".
-Abraham Lincoln-

Something else to keep in mind.

Polybius

"There is no witness so dreadful, no accuser so terrible as the conscience that dwells in the heart of every man."

Just caught Episode 2 of the latest season of Criminal Minds and it made me feel much better.

Working with Karpal Singh & Co. has been enjoyable, very much educational. This week has been rough and I've been struggling to do my job as well as I can.
I have, to the best of my ability but I have not been happy.

This week has been filled with rape and sodomy, all of children.

I have wondered how Mr. Ram has handled the cases so well and so fairly (for his clients).

I have no doubt that Mr. Ram is a good and very fair man. How does he distance himself from such heinous crimes and do his best to protect and speak for his clients? How does one desensitise oneself?

Mr. Lim says it's not for us to judge and every accused is innocent till proven guilty. I know that of course.

I have stopped myself from judging in light of all the evidence. I have worked very hard to do my job well and I can say surely that I have done my best for them. That however, does not stop me from being uneasy.

It has been strange, how I usually get so emotional reading about cases like this but now that I am working to defend, I have read them very objectively and kept my emotions aside, without much effort. Maybe I will be a better criminal lawyer than I think.

Like I said, Criminal Minds today has made me feel a lot of better about being on the side of defence. I have always said I would rather prosecute than defend.

But sometimes, despite committing the deed, there's always more than meets the eye.

Met up with Feez@Fezah@Hafizah.

I've only ever spent a month or so getting to know her and it's been years since we've met but I'll always remember her and she's one of the rare few people whose company I enjoy .

Stealing from Starbucks.
Da Vinci Code the day before exams.
Last minute coaching in the HELP stairway.
Eye-ball licking.

The one who made me less judgmental.
And for that one lesson, I will forever be indebted to her.

Just an hour or two with her and suddenly, KL seems a lot less dreary.

I really hope we get Unit No 4. I love it.
I love the bedroom-turned study, the day bed, everything.
I dislike the sofa/ couch in the lounge but I can live with it.

And I want my Lia.

Currently listening to Insensitive - Jann Arden
Very well written, I think.

How long has it been?
End of July, it's now mid October.
How can so much come rushing back in the few minutes when I spend days, weeks and months not feeling anything at all.

How do you cool your lips
After a summer’s kiss
How do you rid the sweat
After the body bliss
How do you turn your eyes
From the romantic glare
How do you block the sound
Of a voice you’d know anywhere

Oh, I really should have known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes
Your casual good-byes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face
That told me
Maybe You might have some advice to give
On how to be
Insensitive

How do you numb your skin
After the warmest touch
How do you slow your blood
After the body rush
How do you free your soul
After you’ve found a friend
How do you teach your heart
It’s a crime to fall in love again

Oh, you probably won’t remember me
It’s probably ancient history
I’m one of the chosen few
Who went ahead and fell for you
I’m out of hope, I’m out of touch
I fell too fast, I feel too much
I thought that you might have
Some advice to give on how to be
Insensitive

And I will call her Lia
=)

Parents agreed that Smuggles will be too noisy and my darling Athena will die of a broken heart.

Best thing is, we went to look at the units earlier and the neighbouring unit has a dog too! So they can't tell me I can't have one!!

I want a terrier but I'm afraid they'll be noisy like Smuggles.
I want a maltese but apparently they're really yappy.

I don't mind dogs barking so much but I can't stand Yappy Dogs.

The bichon frise seems to be recommended for apartments.
They're really adorable as puppies, but they look kinda spastic all grown up though.

Well, this will only be next year so I have time to puppy-hunt.
The unit we saw today was lovely. I hope we get it!

And I can't wait for my own puppy.
I love my dogs.
I really really wish I could take Smuggs or Athena with me.

A new one will come and I'll love it just as well.
Suddenly the prospect of living alone in dark KL doesn't seem so bad.

Me and you and a dog named Boo (or Lia).
=)

I like Lenka!
She's kinda old to be singing such poppy tunes though..

What a dreadful day, plagued with migraines and utter boredom.
So much for wonderful ol' Melaka.

I'm Almost looking forward to going back to KL tomorrow.
Just very slightly excited about condo-viewing, despite the Kiara Park units last week being absolute holes.
Villa Flora is just so so pretty! And the unit is so spacious!
Such is life!

The attachment is going great so far. It's really really my kinda thing.
To people who always tell me,
"Oh you wanna do criminal work? You've never seen real criminal work. Once you have, you won't want to do it anymore."

Suck It.

I've done both corporate and criminal work now.
I still Love criminal work.

Maybe after all is said and done, I'll give it a shot.
One step at a time.

My excitement at a new luscious condo and working life is slightly by dampened by the thought that it's almost going to be like life in the UK again.
Microwaveable food and coming back to an empty unit.

I really really want to take Smuggles with me. It'd be perfect, she likes being a lone dog and she's toilet trained. BUT she BARKS. At everyone and anyone.

Athena would be the alternative But she doesn't like being alone.
So when I go off for work, she's going to be so lonely and unhappy.

How now, brown cow?

 

I am Dying To Watch Twilight.

The book wasn't that great, the movie has got to be worse but I want to watch it nonetheless. Edward can't possibly exist.

Met up with long lost relatives over the week during Suzanne's wedding. A lesson to be learnt from this wedding, that's for sure. Maybe true love does exist, just maybe.

ALL BOYS should be made to go for NS, like Singapore. It makes them so much more attractive. Or maybe, that's just Emmanuel.
It's really sad that the most good looking boys I've seen in years are my cousins.
No, I'm not being incestuous. It's merely being very objective.

I need to get out of this rut, like now, soon, please.

I do not enjoy feeling unsure and doubting myself.
And yet

 

 

I'm going to have a sixteen moment and confess that I watched "You Belong To Me" by Taylor Swift for the first time today and loved it.

I'm also in the midst of Twilight. My youngest sister passed it to me ages ago but I just couldn't bring myself to read it.

Started the day before yesterday and found it to be quite engaging.

It's predictable, has no plot or storyline, is incredibly disjointed but the chemistry almost makes up for everything else that it lacks.

Kay, I'm in my naive love story phase.

I wish I was still sixteen and believe such exists.
I'm not sure I still do.

To be such a pain.

I want to:

Get out but am really in no mood to socialise.

Watch a movie (so I can have company and yet not have to make small talk) but there is absolutely nothing good on.

Go to the pool and read but the lights aren't nearly bright enough.

Go to the pool and play on my DS but I don't have earphones.

Go to the pool to laze but am terribly afraid of falling asleep.

Go to Genting, like Now.

Get some ice cream, go to a park and look at stars.

Do something mad and spontaneous.

I want:-

Raindrops and green, green grass.

Rainbows.

Good music.

Company that does not include uninteresting conversations.

Company that I can not layan.

You, you and you.

 

Listening to - Le ciel dans une chambre

Very very beautiful.

Et pour toi et pour moi

Life is fine as fine can be. Days are filled with work, good company and much laughter.

My harimau is back and brings me much joy.

Yet, something is amiss.

I almost feel as though I'm stuck in a rut. But how am I, when everything is near perfect?

Help.