a.p.p.l.e.

(This post is one day late. Again.)

Today's astrology forecast:

The right side of your brain is wonderfully active. The stars smile on creative work in every discipline. Call upon your muse in professional or artistic situations. With magnificent output like this, no one really cares about your motivations. Keep one eye on the future, and you'll soon hold the best possible results in your hands. Even if you're pursuing something intangible and immeasurable, you score points in a system that works for you and still go home satisfied. You're happy to explain what you're doing. At least one other person here should understand by the time you're finished.

Plan for the day: Church in the morning, gym in the early afternoon, and work after.

I set out for the gym after church today, but I got distracted along the way and ended up at Speaker's Corner instead. Decided to walk from there to Shenton Way, just so I could take photos of various nondescript objects and scenes. Why? Because the weather was fine and sunny, perfect for that vivid colour I've been wanting to achieve all this while, and thus it was simply too good a chance to pass up. I just love how everything looks so much better in the bright sunlight, with harsh contrasts and vibrant greens and all.

What a funny coincidence then, that yuwen passed by in a cab on her way to work, as I was kneeling by the roadside in an unglam position, trying to angle my camera properly. She spotted me (of course lah... unglam position mah) and asked the cabbie to stop immediately. We decided to sit down for a drink and a short chat, both wanting to delay the pure torture of having to work on a sunny sunday afternoon, when all we'd rather be doing was traipsing all around singapore and getting ourselves into the nooks and crannies of the urban fabric. A great day for photography really.

The auntie at the Lau Pa Sat kopitiam was overly friendly, to the point of being a little traumatising even. The first time I went to get drinks for both yuwen and myself, the happy soul who sang as she made kopi, commented on my "cute" hairstyle and how young I looked. She even asked me how old I was, what I was doing there, blahblahblah. A subsequent trip to the kopitiam counter (to buy drinks for the poor dears slogging away in office) resulted in me writing down my name and handphone number for the auntie at her request. Ask me not what she wants to do with my number, but as she looked pretty harmless, I gave her my real identity and contact number. Someone speculated that she was doing it for her son?!? I suspect not though, because even though I call her an 'auntie', this generic term applies to everyone above the age of 35 (that includes you then mingming), and she hardly looked old enough to have a son of my age. Also, her going by the name of "Apple" (to be said in a singsong cheena slang much like how a bar hostess would call her "mummy") didn't help matters much at all. That said, I suppose I'd much rather be hit on by a friendly kopitiam auntie than an irritating kopitiam uncle. You think? *rolls eyes*

Didn't manage to get any work done in office though. Desperate janissa asked for help to do layout for a magazine-style project due on monday. I had offered to help the night before, but at that point in time, she said she didn't want to bother me. So what changed overnight I wonder? Perhaps it was the ugly garish-looking pink layout template her groupmate took an entire night to set out. On hindsight, I don't know whatever benevolent spirit it was that made me respond to her plea for aid, but 10 hours, 9 articles and 28 magazine pages later, I was oh-so-ready to kill her and her totally useless, indecisive and irresponsible project group members. I'm glad I managed to finish it for her, albeit at 3.45am and suffering from a lack of sleep.

I have a feeling tomorrow's going to be another long day, judging from the amount of office work I have piled up next to me. I just hope both my bosses don't hound me the entire day. I hate that feeling. Give me my breathing space! Let me think! Allow me to draw and test out designs! And I will produce whatever you want. As always, spineless jan strikes again.