Because my dear Kong needs to kill time
Working is beginning to take its toll on me. I hate having to wake at 7, followed by the rush preparation and the need to sneak into office because I would have arrived at work 20 mins late.
Want to sleep earlier but Friends is keeping me up way into the wee hours of the night. After a month of it, I've finally completed all 10 seasons. woohoo and I'm beginning to like Aniston.
Anyway work day is grouchy day except 1st/15th/29th aug, 12th/26th sep cos it's suppose to be pay day(if i'm not wrong). Want date me? Pick the right period. Bank would probably be depleted one week from receive of my liquid asset.
So then, most of you guys would have already had enough of my whiny pain-in-the-
I am seriously ruining me.
Maybe I shall keep my weekends free for me and my soul (exception to my chabu's) and slog myself to death having fun after work on the weekdays.
I love you bed. Let's have a rendezvous over the weekend.
2 months to my oh.shit.i.still.havent.thought.of.anything.to.do.what.the.hell.why,tell.me.why 21st.

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