arctic

maybe i should wear gloves in the office.
wants to leave this place asap!
think i’ll miss my buddies here.
but i still want to leave.
definitely won’t miss the devil.
she doesn’t wear prada.
i want chanel!
chanel 2.55 <3
this is damn random.
i have nothing to do at work that’s why.
though there’s submission tomorrow.
but there’s nothing much yet.
might have to OT =(
last kickboxing lesson tonight!
will have to skip if OT.
signed up for more lessons.
keep fit time.
NOT diet.
me never grow fat only grow fatter.
there’s a difference.
1 more day!
don’t like to msg ahgong.
his replies like very cold sometimes =(
or that it feels very fu yan.
hope he does well for his live firing.
and i really regret writing that letter.
after he said they’ll use it to mindfuck them.
though i don’t know how.
i wonder if they’ll read it =O
sudden loud thunder!
my fingers are freezing =(
it’s dark outside.
gonna rain soon.
payday’s coming!
time to save up some money.
thinking of studying soon.
i hate working what with all the politics.
i hate the hongky.
i am not your personal secretary okay!
knsccb !#%@#
gonna study HR i think.
remember how i used to complain about the attachment company?
actually it wasn’t that bad.
and daddy says he can see that i was happier working there.
i had ollie there with me!!
now i don’t =((
i miss poly life.
i miss my babes.
i wanna sit at the underpass eating tabao-ed beehoon.
skipping lectures to eat pepper lunch at IMM.
slacking at the underpass or CC basement.
getting chased off the CC basement by “ollie’s best friend”
buying onigiris and vitasoy up to class.
being (almost) always late for class.
laughing at shyy burping.
all the funny antics and lovely mr woo woo.
and then i miss those times in poly year 1 when the n1 people would meet up like almost everyday.
how we would hangout at macs most of the times.
laughing and being happy.
i don’t wanna grow up =(
growing up means more stress and responsibilities.
i wanna be that cute kid i once was.
sleeping eating playing all day.
no responsibilities.
no money issues.
i wanna be a taitai!
work when i want to.
slack when i want to.
no worries about money.
of course i want my hubby to love me too.
i don’t think i’ll be happy even if i’m a taitai but hubby doesn’t love me =(
i need lots of TLC.
i think it’s very hard to love me.
sometimes i wonder if zy finds it hard too.
i’m afraid.
of what?
of doing the wrong things.
of saying the wrong things.
of things going wrong.
of insects.
of supernatural.
of losing my loved ones.
of having no money.
of angry people.
of people who’re mad at me.
of babies who cry nonstop.
of overzealous dogs.
i want a dog!
dar wants to keep a dog.
but mummy says mama doesn’t like dogs.
and daddy will surely say no.
‘cos then who’ll look after it.
when he pees or poops.
mama? yeye?
dar says he’ll do it but i know he won’t. HA
it’s 4PM
the hongky’s coming back from his meeting.
please come back late!
noisy bugger.
i thought about it for the past few days.
i realised what’s missing.
but i haven’t said anything yet.
i wonder if he even bothers.
maybe it’s forgotten.
hmm hmm
i feel very lifeless these days.
and i’ve got a very boring life.
it’s like work, home, fb, sleep everyday.
except thursdays where i have kickboxing.
and saturdays and sundays no work!
i feel like i’ve missed out on loads of things.
i need a new wallet.
maybe it’s my wallet that causes my $$ to go so fast.
superstitious much?
i need to cut my hair.
my fringe is irritating me.
too long.
the last time i cut was 2 months ago?
my hair is growing longer!
duhhh~
and yes this post is very long.
i spend 1 hour 30 mins on this i think.
just random thoughts popping up in my mind.
i gonna go daydream now.
byebyebye!

think family

went to the library to borrow this book called “Why? When Both My Parents Took Their Lives” by Yin. came across this at popular and read a couple of pages. really touching. nearly cried there. lol so i went to borrow it from the library. its a true story about this woman who was really close to her father and one day he committed suicide. basically its about how she survived after his death, coping with her grief and healing.

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