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Sunday, October 29, 2006
injuries aren't mortal wounds

Everytime something screws up in my life, I think of you.
Every fuckin time!
I blame you for every fuckin screw ups that happens in my life. You! Either one of you!
Its not fair that you are having a fuckin good life out there and its not fair that you left.
I fuckin hate you!


And you, just becuz one is a screw up, it doesn't give you a license to walk over her!


This is the moment that you know
That you told her that you loved her, but you don't
You touch her skin and then you think
That she is beautiful, but she don't mean a thing to you
Yeah, she is beautiful, but she don't mean a thing to you

Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Is it you or me?

uh.. yea.. I am wide awake at this ungodly hour. Actually its quite holy for some religion. But anyways, I woke up cuz I had difficulty breathing. I don't really know why so can I blame the haze?

A week or 2 ago, I went back to school to meet one of my favourite lecturers, Sharon. I emailed her to ask if the offer still stands to help me write up a resume that could clinch my dream job. She was ever so welcoming and we chat for like 3 hours about tons of stuffs. Poor Boon was standing n waiting outside all alone. Then we emailed each other a few times and she never fail to make me feel better about myself (when some people are making me feel invisible, dumb and unworthy of their time or simply shitty) by saying lines such "I like your work attitude and personality - keep up the good work!"...

She worries that I will turn out like them and lose my identity. But she also said that because I am rather confident about my believes it is easier for me to stay true to myself which is good to know I guess. She gave me some articles about Work Ethics and Etiquettes to read up. But seriously, it doesn't help to know that I am working with people who does the exact opposite. Even a mere sales-coordinator is emailing in CAPS. What the fuck is wrong with these people? Seriously!!!

When it comes to a point where waking up in the morning to know that I gotta be at work in 2 hours time and I will be stuck there for atleast 9 hours, becomes simply upsetting, I can't help but question, "is it worth it?"

I did wonder if I am this unhappy becuz I am a spoilt child. But 3 months ago, I was really happy and motivated. Up for all the challenges and eager to learn. I wanted a job and a carrer. and what did I get? A power tripped person who is too busy to teach me and another telling me that checkin others emails is a "common sense" thing to do. Again. What the fuck is wrong with these people?!

I'm tired and its only tuesday...

Monday, October 16, 2006
Eastern glow

Have I ever mentioned here that I love shopping?
If shopping were my day job, I would die smiling. ^^
I can shop for anything and anywhere cept for hardwares, electronic stuffs n at wet markets

Anyways, shopping with hun was great. I got my slim cut jeans from Roxy *floats* and a bag thats super nice to touch *floats again*. haha... yummy mussels, cheese fries and green grasshopper. And a big big hole in my wallet or rather atm card. =X
But I'm happy~

Today I was swamped at work with RFP, proposals and rooming list. But guess what a manager was busy doing in the evening. Match making me with her "cute indonesian chinese 22 yr old friend".
=_="

she got so excited, tells everyone in the office of her plan, asked me wats my height, mentioned how he is 1.8+ tall and rich, show him my friendster and try to show me his. She went on abt how he will be workin at IDP n stuffs.

I was like "u very free is it? wanna help me do my proposal? or RFP?"
And she said "want me to hit you?"
>=/

ITS NOT FAIR!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, October 11, 2006
let me swim in your gaze

I caught you!
Ha! I know u r looking at me even if u r facing the other way.

awwww... he's really neat.. sigh


so yeah... I am back in order.

3 hectic days. working 2 person's work. Going home late =X

Remember the person that piss me off and made me really upset, she got scolded by a client infront of a bunch of ppl in a restaurant today. hohoho!

I need this week to end really fast. In fact, I need next week to end really really fast.

I sent out the email today. yay me! *fingers crossed* please please! pretty please! call me.

And I need a letter from ICA. Pray for me k?

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Out of Order

Monday, October 02, 2006
I'm an emo kid, nonconforming as can be

Can I go to bed and wallow myself in self pity?

I can't take it anymore.

I sulk all through my walk to the bus stop and I was sobbing all alone on the bus. Thats the pathetic state I am in. I can't remember when was the last time I was this unhappy. Seriously I can't.

I wasn't happy during IAP but I didn't cry like this and I can still crack jokes and be lame with hannah and zul.

You know how ppl say "maybe god has some other plans for you" and thats why, what you want or do is not working out yet. And how we should let go sometimes and let him take charge. Sometimes i feel like giving into that thot. But then again, no possible way! I cannot let someone else control my life. No matter who he is. He can be Lord O Mighty or my creator for all I care, but this is still MY LIFE and I should live the way I want it.

Rite?

Please say I am right...

Sunday, October 01, 2006
wat's love?

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all even when his hands got arthritis, too. That's Love." Rebecca - age 8

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French Fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." Nikka - age 6

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4"

I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her oldclothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you" Karen - age 7

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget," Jessica - age 8

awww... They are so young and innocent..
Rite.. I'm getting old.

I gotta get outta the house.. I need to spend some money on material things not just some paper with numbers dammit!

I wanna wanna wanna pierce my belly button. But I am too chicken. There! I admit it. Babes, maybe if you knock me out or get me drunk, we could get it done. heee~