Hah! Finished everything already. Now I can blog in peace, not that my company pay me to clown around, but there it is.
What Women(I)Really Want
I just had to rip this e-mail off the chain mail and post it here:
In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question "What kind of man are you looking for?"
She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking, "Do you really want to know?" Reluctantly, he said "Yes."
She began to expound...
"As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can't do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man...or woman for that matter.
I am in the position to ask, "What can you bring to the table?" The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money. She quickly corrected his thought and stated, "I am not referring to money.
I need something more. I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life."
He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain. She said "I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don't need a simple-minded man.
"I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don't need to be unequally yoked... believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster.
"I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don't need a financial burden.
"I am looking for someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded.
"I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn't taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive...he just has to be worthy.
"God made woman to be a help mate for man. I can't help a man if he can't help himself."
When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there with a puzzled look on his face. He said, "You are asking a lot."
She replied, "I'm worth a lot."
Story Ends Here
Ta da!!! What do you think?? Is it too much to ask? I'm not looking for someone who looks like he walked off a GQ megazine. They are usually too demanding. I'm not searching for a rich man. The ones I meet are way too self absorbed with themselves or their wealth. Just someone who constantly try to improve himself so that we could both improve together. Not Einstein, I'd be to dumb to understand him but someone who reads and thinks about anything besides sports. There, no wonder Hani says that I have fear of commitment. As Cindy says, it's the words of forever that makes us frozen feet:)
Computer Freak
I discovered the reason for my pc's system error. It was such a relieve to finally know why. I guess it's like having stomach pain and not knowing what's wrong. The problem niggle at the back of your mind even after taking pain killers. It was the EVIL modem software:p I downloaded the driver from net and hope that the problems goes away. Far, far away!
Prowling Town
Will go out tonight with Mary and TJ tonight. I was a tad reluctant to go but since I haven't gone out for quite sometime I thought I should before I develop into a full fledge computer geekness. I had to talk myself into leaving my room everyday to go to work. I mean, why would I wake up at an ungodly hour of 6, leaving a warm bed and snuggly blanket, beloved pc with all the games, just to go and be someone slave?? Oh, yeah, I forgot, they pay well, for me to be their slave. Still, I wish work starts at 10 a.m. and ends at 8 p.m. I don't mind:)
Nothing else to say. Later!!!!!!!!!
Love,
Julie.
I spent the whole of yesterday yawning. Every so often I'd yawn as I struggle to finish my emergency *last minute rush and finish it even if you don't sleep* project. By late afternoon the numbers were beginning to merge together. It no longer make sense as I tried to think of an analysis to run for the figures. I drank coffee (thanks to friends who says, "To hell with healthy.") and had sore throat as a result.
Again I had to stay back and finish my work. I left office around 7.15 p.m. to my mother's dismay. She somehow didn't think that I'd be working late (not that I mind). I like working late. There's no one to call me up and bug me with troubleshooting, no questions from companies and no training. Speaking of which, I just got buzzed by a manager for system training. Argh!!!!!!! Due dates ppl... I have deadlines!!! Like I can say no to Admin.
BRB
Julie.
