I wish

I wish I had a recording device embedded in my head. Like when I’m working and I have this wonderful thought about this and that inside my head but couldn’t find the time to blog, and then work cuts me off and those thoughts all fly out of my head. Drat!

I wish I know how to drink wine without getting tipsy

I wish to eat all the fine cheeses there are in the world

I wish to be able to attend the show in Dusseldorf but there’s a 70 percent chance I’m not going to pass the interview. Our company refuses to submit their proof of funds and financial statements. But it’s alright. No worries at all.

I wish I have the guts to ask for a raise next year. The two magazines I’m handling right now will go bi-monthly in 2008. More work!

I wish to explore Vietnam as I visit the place next month to attend a show.

I wish Chief understood my reasons for declining the show in Bangkok. I’m supposed to attend two shows next month but rejected the Bangkok trip not because I’m lazy but I felt that the editor of that particular magazine should do her work. Chief was irritated. Anyway, I’ll see Bangkok again this November.

I wish to receive Ford Thailand’s answers to the questionnaire I sent them. I need it now.

I wish my tummy stops making crok-crok.