Fat-igue

I wonder what's wrong.
Been feeling lethargic for like.. forever.
All I want to do every morning is... sleep more.
And I fell asleep on my desk at work today. Beat that.
This time, I didn't try the place-hand-on-mouse-and-pretend-to-stare-at-screen trick. Because boss went out to visit some factory, and my manager is on MC, I rested my head on the table and caught a quick nap.. for say 10 minutes.

Work is finally piling back.
I have been making it a habit to pile my work.. right to the last minute.. so I'd get the adrenaline rush at the end of the day.. of trying to finish my task before 5:30pm.

I am so looking forward to the end of the month.
I stare at my calendar every morning willing for it to come sooner.
-chants-
(Taiwan Taiwan Taiwan)

Met the girls for dinner yesterday.
It was almost full attendance.. 'cept for one.
You know who you are hor.....

I cannot believe, it's only TUESDAY.
What? It felt like 4 week days already ok? Monday is that bad.

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Boss told me her 29 yr old niece got hitched recently, her husband? An American expatriate (read: filthy rich).
Picture this:
He proposed to her with a 1.(something) carat princess cut diamond ring.
According to my boss, and I quote, it is fucking big lor unquote.
Yes. That's my boss' choice of words.
Apparently, it sparkles like literally and not figuratively like most diamonds.

And because he is American, he proposed on a rooftop of a 3-story bungalow, led her to the rooftop with blindfolds, brought out the roses and went down on one knee.
Hands up now, how many of you fantasized (or thought about it excessively) about the man of your dreams dropping down on one knee, popping the life-changing question.
(I put two hands up).
But my boss threw cold water on me and told me to wake up.
Only Americans are THAT romantic can
I don't intend to argue on that point.
Because, I too believe, only Americans come up with crap like that. See The Bachelor for more examples.

See following example/scenario, 9 out of 10 Singapore men pops the life-changing question in that manner.

"He is sitting next to you at home/in the car/in a restaurant/in the toilet/etc, he turns to you, with a pained expression (think constipation), after a looooonnnngggg while..
he says:
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"Wanna buy a HDB flat?"
Every Singaporean girl knows this.
It becomes more real when you are that girl looking at that pained constipated expression.
I pray to God I'd never get to see that look.
I'd rather be the one to propose and choke the men of my dreams to death, than to hear the Wanna buy a HDB flat crap.
Even if you go down on one knee and ask if I wanna buy a HDB flat with you.. it's still crap ok?

It is by far, one of my greatest fear.
As much as I bitch about it. I am just so afraid of falling into that HDB flat thingy, and have the man of my dreams ask me that.
-shudder-
Because ever since I knew what marriage was all about, since watching all those ridiculous TV dramas, since I started reading romance novels, and since I started sobbing during Korean serials.. I have several scenarios at the back of my mind, of how I want to be proposed to.

1. Scenario One

Man of my dreams (MOMD for short) brings me to Japan, up this Ferris Wheel at Palette Town. Which is one of the world's tallest Ferris Wheel... At the highest point of the Ferris Wheel, with the awesomely breath-taking view below, MOMD whips out his 1.(something) carat princess-cut diamond ring (that is fucking huge, I mean the ring), goes down on one knee (albeit difficult in that small cabin) and says: Your beauty exceeds that of the view below. Please spend the rest of your life with me, let me exalt in your beauty.
What really would happen:
I am terrified of heights. At the highest point of the Ferris Wheel, I would probably be as green as GREEN can be. And the moment MOMD moves around in that little cabin to go down on one knee, I would have lost consciousness. Thereafter awaking at the nearest Japanese hospital.

2. Scenario Two

MOMD brings me to an amusement park, which has a huge 旋转木马. I think its called horse carousel?? Anyhow, since I was young, I totally adored the 旋转木马.. MOMD books the entire amusement park (ala Stairway to Heaven), and whilst we are both riding a horse each, MOMD whips out his 1.(something) carat princess-cut diamond ring (that is fucking huge, I mean the ring), goes down on one knee right in front of me.. whilst my horse is still bobbing up and down.. and says: Let me be your Prince Charming, I will shield you from the darkest of days, and toughest of wars. Forever you will be my Princess..
What really would happen:
I'd get motion sickness from all that movements, MOMD getting down from his horse, balancing himself and kneeling down.. Before he starts his proposal, I would have puked all over his face and turn really really green.

3. Scenario Three

MOMD and I go on a cruise to some exotic country, like Greece or Spain. After dinner, as the sun is setting in the far horizon, the sky is in a perfect shade of goldish pink. MOMD whips out his 1.(something) carat princess-cut diamond ring (that is fucking huge, I mean the ring), goes down on one knee right in front of me. The breeze is gentle, the ocean is soothing, MOMD says:
My love, is deep as the Ocean, limitless like the horizon. You are the only one in my heart. Marry me...
What really would happen:
After dinner, I would have excused myself back to the cabin. Where I would spend the rest of the journey in, feeling faint and cursing the rocking tables/chairs/bed/MOMD. As the ship rock, I would groan terribly in bed. Sea-sickness is my next bestfriend after motion sickness. No pills could save me, really.

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Looks like I'd better stick to the old-fashioned Wanna buy a HDB? (and that constipated face)