Blank.

Just as I thought today would be a lovely day after that long back-aching work session over the week end; all the thanks to the "ultra-new", "technically modified" and "utterly not-very-biodegradable and user friendly" machines we had, no, I'm not happy. I'm bored, yes.

But nonetheless, the 12 hours of sleep I had last night rock. Now that 3 hours had past, I don't feel like doing anything. It must be the ''sleep-bugs'. It's finally a off day but it's ruined! Angry. It wasn't suppose to be like this. I was supposed to wake up early, go for a jog, catch a movie, shop, bitch with my girl-friends and doing hell lot of stuffs that would make me happy. Blah, I'm not happy, but instead angry. =(

The purpose of this entry is just to vent my anger for the fact that I'm feeling bored on my off day. Pardon me, Cheers.

Scary.

Ok, today is a 'suay' day, 'lucky' day, 'rotten luck' day or 'what-so-ever' day. Went to work early in the morning at Merlion, the bloody machine broke down like umpteen times today? And it's fucking irritating and hell lot troublesome for both the guest and ME!!! Puke 1 litre of blood.
The only thingy worth mentioning is bumping into Hui in Sentosa.

Mental Status: Half Dead.
Frequency of scolding the 'F' word: Regular.

Next up, went home happily after work and was so damn bloody "lucky" to meet a stalker. He actually followed me all the way from Habourfront MRT station to Gombak! Amazing. I did noticed him being a little bit weird from the way he looked at me, but I thought I was overly sensitive so I din bother. Haha, this proves my luck today man. So after alighting at Gombak station, while walking home, he went:

Stalker: Hi, can I be your friend?

Me: STUN. Errrr.......(keep walking)

Stalker: You study in poly right? (keep following)

Me: Errr, yup... (keep walking)

Stalker: Which poly? Tp? (keep following)

Me: Err. nope..

Stalker: $#@...................................... ( Me interrupting..)

Me: Err, actually I'm attached... (lying, but a good excuse to use)

Stalker: (Looking abit blank) O, attached also can be friends right?

Me: Erm......so sorry ya.

Stalker: er but, I following you all the way from Habourfront...

Me (So? Is that gonna help?) So sorry. (walking away)

Is that lucky or what? Blah, was so damn scary can. Called Yan up immediately after that and msg my bro.

Mental Status: High Blood pressure plus half dead.
Frequency of scolding the 'F' word: Once.

Went to play bowling with Yan, Rach and Kar after that and it was Full House. Once again, I was known to be 'Alice' just for that night, all thanks to Karryn Kam for giving that receptionist my fake seconday old school name and phone number.

So, 'Alice' was being called up over the mic for the night. That was not the worst. A 'BABU' scolded me for blocking his lane!!! Angry. Ok, I admit that partly it's my fault as i was told that it's one of the bowling rule, BUT, one look at me, he could tell I'm not a regular bowler and he could have told me in a much NICER way ya? If your butt is not that big, you can bloody hell bowl without being interrupted by me. Opps, did I say that?

What a bad day, isn't it. ok, long entry, shall stop here. Tired. Night.

Status: Zombifying.
Frequency of scolding the 'F' word: None.

Bored.

Blah, almost done with Chinese New Year, sob. So, another year has come and it ain't any better. That means, I'm older. Sigh. Gambling has slowly merge into the culture of new year, I've been playing Dai Di almost everyday. Grinned.

To me, the definition of new year will be: Buying new clothes, Buying new year goodies, squeezing into the 'not so pleasant smelling' crowd, Meeting up with relatives, Gambling, asking of stupid PR questions, catching up with cousins, collecting ANG BAOSss, waking up early in the morning, sleeping late at night, constant house keeping, lots of Mandarin orange and a hell lot more. Tiring, isn't it? Yes, but nonetheless, it's always nice to catch up with your relatives. Heartening.

Went to work today, reluctantly. I don't wanna work, seriously. It's so sian can. Too far probably. The journy to work is making me sick, it took me bloodly one and a half hour to reach there. The people there are alright except for some, maybe. 'Never think that you are a PRO bobo when you are just a noobie newbie yea?' Any sack job to intro people?

Working at Merlion tml, gosh. God bless. Got to go people.=)

Pathetic.

Ok, hi guys, I'm back! =) No, my internet connection ain't recover yet, damn. Is pathetically using Kar's lappy to blog. Blah.

New year's coming! Just wanna wish everyone a Happy Chinese New Year! Yeah, alright got to go, don't miss me guys! Will be back sooooon! Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! =)

Blank.

Just as I thought today would be a lovely day after that long back-aching work session over the week end; all the thanks to the "ultra-new", "technically modified" and "utterly not-very-biodegradable and user friendly" machines we had, no, I'm not happy. I'm bored, yes.

But nonetheless, the 12 hours of sleep I had last night rock. Now that 3 hours had past, I don't feel like doing anything. It must be the ''sleep-bugs'. It's finally a off day but it's ruined! Angry. It wasn't suppose to be like this. I was supposed to wake up early, go for a jog, catch a movie, shop, bitch with my girl-friends and doing hell lot of stuffs that would make me happy. Blah, I'm not happy, but instead angry. =(

The purpose of this entry is just to vent my anger for the fact that I'm feeling bored on my off day. Pardon me, Cheers.

Scary.

Ok, today is a 'suay' day, 'lucky' day, 'rotten luck' day or 'what-so-ever' day. Went to work early in the morning at Merlion, the bloody machine broke down like umpteen times today? And it's fucking irritating and hell lot troublesome for both the guest and ME!!! Puke 1 litre of blood.
The only thingy worth mentioning is bumping into Hui in Sentosa.

Mental Status: Half Dead.
Frequency of scolding the 'F' word: Regular.

Next up, went home happily after work and was so damn bloody "lucky" to meet a stalker. He actually followed me all the way from Habourfront MRT station to Gombak! Amazing. I did noticed him being a little bit weird from the way he looked at me, but I thought I was overly sensitive so I din bother. Haha, this proves my luck today man. So after alighting at Gombak station, while walking home, he went:

Stalker: Hi, can I be your friend?

Me: STUN. Errrr.......(keep walking)

Stalker: You study in poly right? (keep following)

Me: Errr, yup... (keep walking)

Stalker: Which poly? Tp? (keep following)

Me: Err. nope..

Stalker: $#@...................................... ( Me interrupting..)

Me: Err, actually I'm attached... (lying, but a good excuse to use)

Stalker: (Looking abit blank) O, attached also can be friends right?

Me: Erm......so sorry ya.

Stalker: er but, I following you all the way from Habourfront...

Me (So? Is that gonna help?) So sorry. (walking away)

Is that lucky or what? Blah, was so damn scary can. Called Yan up immediately after that and msg my bro.

Mental Status: High Blood pressure plus half dead.
Frequency of scolding the 'F' word: Once.

Went to play bowling with Yan, Rach and Kar after that and it was Full House. Once again, I was known to be 'Alice' just for that night, all thanks to Karryn Kam for giving that receptionist my fake seconday old school name and phone number.

So, 'Alice' was being called up over the mic for the night. That was not the worst. A 'BABU' scolded me for blocking his lane!!! Angry. Ok, I admit that partly it's my fault as i was told that it's one of the bowling rule, BUT, one look at me, he could tell I'm not a regular bowler and he could have told me in a much NICER way ya? If your butt is not that big, you can bloody hell bowl without being interrupted by me. Opps, did I say that?

What a bad day, isn't it. ok, long entry, shall stop here. Tired. Night.

Status: Zombifying.
Frequency of scolding the 'F' word: None.

Bored.

Blah, almost done with Chinese New Year, sob. So, another year has come and it ain't any better. That means, I'm older. Sigh. Gambling has slowly merge into the culture of new year, I've been playing Dai Di almost everyday. Grinned.

To me, the definition of new year will be: Buying new clothes, Buying new year goodies, squeezing into the 'not so pleasant smelling' crowd, Meeting up with relatives, Gambling, asking of stupid PR questions, catching up with cousins, collecting ANG BAOSss, waking up early in the morning, sleeping late at night, constant house keeping, lots of Mandarin orange and a hell lot more. Tiring, isn't it? Yes, but nonetheless, it's always nice to catch up with your relatives. Heartening.

Went to work today, reluctantly. I don't wanna work, seriously. It's so sian can. Too far probably. The journy to work is making me sick, it took me bloodly one and a half hour to reach there. The people there are alright except for some, maybe. 'Never think that you are a PRO bobo when you are just a noobie newbie yea?' Any sack job to intro people?

Working at Merlion tml, gosh. God bless. Got to go people.=)

Pathetic.

Ok, hi guys, I'm back! =) No, my internet connection ain't recover yet, damn. Is pathetically using Kar's lappy to blog. Blah.

New year's coming! Just wanna wish everyone a Happy Chinese New Year! Yeah, alright got to go, don't miss me guys! Will be back sooooon! Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! =)