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Friday, January 13, 2006


From time to time we all are blinded
I know what you're going through
I won't be the one that lets go of you

When you come back down
It you land on your feet
I hope you find a way to make it back to me



Weekend... at last.. I don't ever want it to end...

This morning I was unusually cheerful just becuz it's friday.. ha!.. I'm just way too easily amused..

Have I mention that there's a ferry to work.. and my stop is the first drop off point.. thus, the last pick up point.. usually there's no seats left by the time I got onto the bus. So I would just sit on the bench at the very front next to the driver. And he drives like a manic!! He cuts into lanes like he owns the roads but he hardly ever let others cut in. He drives on the PIE at rush hour yet one of his hands is everywhere but on the steering wheel (rubbin his ankle, scratching his arm or back) and the other is hardly on too.. I dare not take my eyes off the road eversince I realise that...

There's this lady in the office named Kris.. I dun have to associate much with her and I try not to.. Cuz she has this grumpy look.. like she hates the world.. the way she speaks is quite harsh.. she just seem so unfriendly.. her face is very chinese, plain and she wears this reddish foundation abit too thick.. everytime I see her, which is like every working day, I'm so thankful my mommy looks nothing like her.. ha!!.. silly rite?... but seriously, I can't imagine growing up with someone who looks like that..

Oh and there are a few burmese gals... I see them every evening in the changing room.. They talk about me in burmese.. hehe.. They keep guessing my race .... "can't be chinese, she doesn't look like one" .. "she doesn't look very Malay also".. I dunno how to tell them I am burmese.. It's just weird... So I just pretend not to understand.. It's not becuz my burmese is lousy.. I just dunno how to start a conversation with them in burmese, aite?

I'm having trouble sleeping these days... waking up every 2 hrs or so.. and I keep having dreams .. really weird ones at that.. feeling so restless everytime I wake up...

Apart from that I am fine.. really.. tmr I need to go PS to collect my phone..
I want a little Black Dress..
Mom wants me to get an outfit for graduation.. ha!

Jeanie pls call me when u are back from KL.. I wanna hang out with u..
Linda, whenever u r fweee!!!
People.. pls msg me on weekdays between 8:00 to 5:30... I'm very very miserable at work *sob*
I change my mind.. I dun like my job AT ALL!!!