I feel horrible right now. I need to/want to/have to go shopping. No, I need to spend money. Yours, mine, other's, doesn't matter. I need to see money gone. I think it cures me.
Stress. Nervous. Anxious. I'm going hysterical. Panic attack.
Probably black coffee's fault or the fact that RESULTS ARE OUT THIS NEXT WEEK.
I don't know what to do.
I don't know how to act.
Damn.
Damn.
Damn.

Help.

In retrospect, I think I sound like nuts in the last entry.

I did say I was going irritate you all everyday but merely trying to find ways to keep myself awake had been such a chore. I didn't even have the energy to click on "publish post". Don't roll your eyes can...

But since TGIF, I'm going with WTH, as much as I'm dead beat, I'm still going to blog since I know my beloved ah kong (aka my loyal reader) and some of you might still be interested in me. I'm kiddin. My life.

Seee~What I stare at everyday from my seat:

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right
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THIS is what you call bored. un-der-stand eng-lish?

Still*munch munch* -ing. Shit me!

Dinners, movie, hang-outs, talk, gossip,shopping, excercising with buds.

Here's hoping for more great times ahead. Find time, find time okays!?

" What makes a friendship special is the way each one remembers the other when they are apart. They miss the talks, the laughs and the time they spent together. Life changes, memories don't." - Iswor K.C.

I'M GONNA BLOODY BLOG EVERY SINGLE DAY UNTIL THIS DAMN SICKENINGLY "INTERESTING" JOB ENDS ON THE 31ST! ROAR!! (with a vengeance)
*munch munch munch*

Watching Animal Planet on mute with chinese subtitles, reading other people's blog, even to the extend of finding inspirational quotes (depressing life mah), eat, stare, stone does little help to make time pass faster. It's 8 hours of dullness, listlessness, yawns and blahs for every shitty single day.
*munch munch munch*

I'm going to whine, cry, sob for the remaining cruel days till emancipation. WHAT? It's my blog, you have to deal with it or don't read lohs.
*munch munch munch*
*munch munch munch*
*munch munch munch*

Thank dad for agreeing to send me to work this week. Hopefully next week too. May be asking too much but shall keep my stubby fingers crossed. I have wasted all my energy just having to come up with 'the list of things that can be done in a freakin' freaking F-R-E-A-K-I-N-G!!! place with absolutely nothing to do'. I can't sleep too cos' people are walking around all the bloody time, they've changed our seats and I feel bloody naked. Bloody hell.
All for the sake of 545.40, I shall perservere on. Yar, I know... BUT IT'S REALLY ****ING SIAN EVEN FOR "LOVE TO COOP MYSELF IN ROOM FOR DAYS GURU=ME" okays. It's a toughie.
What? Yes, I am so going to repeat and grumble about all these tomorrow still. Aren't you glad? *Laughs* You don't have to thank me, it's my pleasure.

With goodbyes said accompanied by boxes of chocs as farewell gifts, it's the last day of work but not for yours truly... There's still 2 more weeks to go - time in ho hum land extended.
Mixed emos. More sprees allowed, ok... savings too, whatever... ... But kong's not joining me. My mouth's gonna be shut for 2 whole weeks here, no one to bicker, gossip and binge food with. I guess I'll just have to come up with some self entertainment. Maybe meditate? So then, it's sayonara to jia jun, candy, zhi wei,(see you guys in school) daren and jay - my Discovery Asia colleagues. Nice knowing you all.

I read: "When the going gets tough... the tough goes shopping". Work has been tough these days. I need to think of ways to keep myself amused and occupied or risk falling asleep at work and get caught - which by the way happened the other day. Wasn't a big deal though, I doubt they mind. (Yes, it's THAT BORING) Took half day leave with kong yesterday and went down town. All hail the comeback of the urge to splurge. Since she'll be reading this, I won't say thank you for wasting your time/life with me scouting for my stuff, walking until your legs turn jelly. Nor will I thank her for being my shopping buddy all this while. By the way, she's so so dumb! Walked right into a black wall *face splat, thinking it leads to somewhere else and goes on to tripping over nothing, spilling water all over the place, mistaking tops for skirts and getting her clothes stuck on door handles. Gosh, she might be suffering from delirium. She's getting overly hilarious day-by-day and that means free entertainment for moi. But I won't thank her. Yes, i won't do that.

2 more days remaining till arduous work officially ends. I'm kind of missing and anticipating my stay-at-home, sleep-until-sun-comes-down, watch-tv-till-eyes-pop-out days. I'm not anti social mind you. I just like cooping up in my room. Tranquility~

08.08.07 : We'll See You Soon.

The day, no matter how much unreal it seems, has come. Our lovely and pretty (her self declaration) Cal left for the states today.

.GONE.

No more funny actions, wrong words to laugh at.
No more endless conversations.
No more hanging out at her place, cartel at Gardens.
No more stupid faces in our pictures
for the next 10 months...
It's just not the same without her here, sooo quiet... It'll be another year before we get to see this silly chabu. Miss her already.

It's hard for all of us but to Cal, if you're reading this:
We'll be haunting you every night with those stuff~
I know it's not as if you're dying and I still very much want to be alive so I'm not going to drown myself. We'll see you in just awhile.
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Our last reunion dinner for the next 10 months to come:

With much love, forever my surrogate boyfriends:

Rotting in office.
I know, Friendster's lame. But anyhow, I logged in and viewed my friends and I was like "Who dat?... WHO DAT?!"
Sometimes even when we see those people we know on streets, we don't even acknowledge each other: " Yar,I added you in friendster but I'm not going to talk to you."
Like Vat-eba~
By the way, is "I'm afraid I wont be free as I have something on" give enough hint that I'm not interested in hanging out? Cos why am I still being asked what time does my stuff end and "I think you can make it lah." URGH! My brain is not functioning well these few days (I know, for some of you, you think I have no brain at all) so save me the trouble of trying to come up with good excuses. Tiring, you know?My puny brain needs rest for most of the day.

I'm always being stood up by friends. Not that I'm pissed or unhappy about it and all.... .... ...
Um, maybe I am? a lil'? Tiny little bitsy bit. But I'm trying to live in terms with it and I know that he(S) more important so yeahs, since I'm singly single, I'll make do with vcd rentals starting with:
Harry Potter
The Simpsons
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I'm NOT complaining~ Nope, I'm not.
Lastly and shit-tily, I'm bringing KitKat back.
The divine craving returns.
"Have a break, have a KitKat".
I had/have so many breaks. I had/will have so many KitKats.
It makes me happy and fat. Instantly.