On the twelveth day of Going Home

Only 12 days till da flight to Singapore. Man.. am i tired or what??!! woke up at bloody 530am to get to Building Better Leaders at 615am to help out and what happened??? setup took us a whole 10 mins!!! and people only started streaming in 45 mins later.. OMG!! what a waste of sleep! anyways, the Mafia Inc - The Godfather Lessons in Leadership was DA BOMB!! Fantastico!

Why am I not sleeping yet?? It's been 21 hours since I woke up and I don't wanna sleep yet.. and what the?? why am I writing this blog?? Makes no sense.. i've always hated the idea of blogs .. why would anyone on earth wanna write their personal diary on the internet where everyone can read it?? it's like reverse-voyeurism.. i think i'm going c.r.a.z.y.

I guess what's keeping me up is actually who's keeping me up. I can't get her out of my mind.. this sucks.. i really dun like being in this position where everything is unknown.. damn.. i hate dating! dating is one of the very very few things that i do and yet still second guess every move i make.

bloody hell.. there are times where i exude confidence from every pore and there it comes this silly thing called 'love' and screws up all my systems..

in the last 2 weeks i just brokered a deal with 1. the largest publisher in queensland (total print spend of $5.6 million/yr) 2. a Multi national electronics firm (total print spend approx. $200,000/yr) 3. a NSW state goverment department which incidently is the largest single entity in Australia in regards to their total spend (total yearly budget (not all on printing of course) of ..... drum roll.... $7.1 billion!!!)

and I can't even deal with someone as nice, as sweet, as intelligent and as amazing as Jenny (da girl). man.. i'm losing sleep over this.. not good.. not good at all..

she's asked me to go for a horror flick.. the grudge - sarah michelle gellar.. ( i think she kicks butt!! at least as buffy anyway).. as usual.. i digress..

yes.. horror flick... now what kind of chick wants to watch a horror flick??!! i've always had the notion that horror movies were made just for guys to bring their dates to while they pray that their date'll jump into their strong macho arms when frightened.. Yeah! me tarzan. you Jane..

Jenny.. you're a strange one... things were going well when it was me doing the date asking and calling.. i was already confused enough, now you just had to call me from melbourne, didn't you?.. and you just had to confuse me a bit more by asking me for a movie, didn't you? .. sigh..

And to quote the lyric of a certain popular song (with a slight twist)

This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever been, Feeling thirty-two, acting seventeen, This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever known, I was never crazy on my own, And now I know that there is link between the two, Being close to craziness and being close to you..