Friday, June 20, 2003


How do you like it when peopel constntly parasite off your plate?
That's my exact sentiments when i go for lunch.
It's not the amount that matters...
it's the disturbance while you're eating.
And h0w do you like someone telling you she wants the same kinda hair and use the same gel as you?
Arghhh...
this Sat is not a day for rest!
Fuck!!!
Not like i have lots to do here.
And have to come straight down after my enrolment.
I'm so irritated once again.

Today marks the start of Sista's freedom!
and also my first overtime lor...
Slogged my ass off till 7.30.
What fuck lor...
I was left alone in the company, besides people from other depart6ments.
It's amazing how the working professionals knock off promptly everyday without fail.
It's so depressing to feel compelled to slog for the company.
Why must i enslave myself to their order?
Why should i even bother myself with the datelines
when the people concerned aren't even giving a damn!!!
Fucking infuriating!!!
But i was touched that Yu Wing atually stayed back to accompany me...
cuz she was afraid i might be afraid to be alone in the office.
She even gave me food as i was a bit hungry.
Walked with em to the MRT station...
so sweet right...
Guess what!!!
I've got work tmr!!!
Fucking work!!!
I've got so much to do tmr can....

1. enrolment appointment
2. go to the prison in the treasury.
3. turn up for Jon's cousin's (and fellow MGS players) bowling competition
4. turn into Cinderella
5. be at Dad's while moving the piano out.
6. Bathe Twiggy

Whatever....
I'm too tired to type anymore.



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