Friday, September 19, 2008 . 9:52 AM

It's a day of randomness cos I feel like it. I've been getting annoying calls first thing in the morning and it sucks. Yesterday it was the MD, followed by a long, harrowing phone call to a manager. I only wanted to ask one question, but got stuck on the phone for 15 minutes. When I came off the phone, I wanted to eat my phone so I wouldn't have to talk to him again.

But plastic is really unpalatable, so I dropped the idea - a decison I bitterly regret this morning when I had to again get on the phone with his assistant... Ugh, annoying. But I guess I am responsible somehow. I wish I can wring the life out of the person who got me into this quandary. It's been more than a month since work was briefed in and things are still half done. It's kind of like going to the toilet and then coming out without flushing or washing your hands.

Guess who has to clear the shit? (points to self)

Which is why, it is my responsibility to ensure everything is done, cos, according to my analogy, I'm the toilet cleaner. Ack~ Why do I do that to myself?

But this week is turning out to be a good week, 2 calls for interviews for next week. Whoopeedo!!! I'm optimistic and will channel the inner marketing guru. Haha...

And last evening, Aaron and I tried out the BodyCombat class. It was fun. I liked the punching, but I think my punches are pretty weak. I was watching this woman in front of us and she's like 'wow!' impressive! Instead of following the 2 macho (ok, 1 macho, the other a bit gu-niang) instructors, I followed her.

The actions in the class makes me kinda wonder I've stumbled into Shaolin by mistake. All the martial arts moves, you know, like we watched in period dramas where some highly skilled pugilist will channel his internal strength (nei gong) to defeat his enemies or to heal his injured friend (and said friend will have smoke rising from his head. WAHAHAHAHAHA).

Still, it's kinda of fun. I want to do it again. It beats the crap out of 45 boring minutes on the strider. And I come out of the class grinning at my awkwardness. Plus, plus, plus, there are some cute guys in class. No, not the instructors cos 1 is prolly gay and the other is... well. Haha...

Anyway, I realised I look kind of stupid doing the moves whenever I chance a look into the mirrors that flanked both sides of the room walls. I really look like an idea. And I super exposed myself in my running shorts. Ugh~ Luckily, I think I've got exactly the right pants for this class. I invested in a $79 pants a few years back in anticipation of a kick-boxing class that never came through. No matter, it's coming in handy now. Maybe I'll do Body Attack tomorrow. Should be fun too. I like the classes, so interesting!

Oh, and it's been 17 days since I've gotten my Ommie and I've already left it at home once. Haha... I like the phone, especially after learning how to use the GPS (even if it only shows direction to your destinations via expressways, which translate into ERP. Bleah...) and the internet. It's awesome and I'm pleased with it.

Except for some glitches... I keep having to restart the phone when stupid Windows hang or siphons my RAM so I can't start my camera even after closing ALL tasks. Dumbo... Well, nothing's perfect and I can live with this. I have to, seeing as how I really have no choice.

And one last bit of randomness: a video clip of Jay Chou singing his Beijing 2008Olypmics song. It's a bit late, I know, but I just saw the live version and at first, I thought he was lip-syncing cos the last time he sang live, he sounded horrible. In this, he's pitch perfect, hence the perfectly reasonable doubt of lip-syncing. Then our Golden Boy breaks out into rap during a bridge in the song and that completely blew me away. Watch and listen: