haha. the pm's boy seems to own the army out there. apparantly they did a policy change after he brought up some issue during a session at ns. i was rather amused when i heard tt.
ooh suddenly the whole world wants to meet up! one minute i'm dying of boredom at home. and the next, everybody wants to meet up in the same week. but i'm not complaining. it's nice to sit around and eat and talk. i like that. i also have to buy everybody's birthday presents. including the ones that i owe last year heh.
okay. i really, really ought to do all my scholarship forms but i'm really too damn lazy to start. urgh. work is tiring you know!
and then my pretty shoe kills my feet. after a walk to the station, i discover i have about 10 blisters on my feet. and i'm hobbling around the office like a complete moron in pretty shoes. and when i was going home, i figured if i had walked, my feeet would have been murdered completely. so i took the bus. and to my horror, there were like some 5323 pri school kids. smelly, and so goddamn noisy. there was stupid fat boy who kept stuffing himself with twisties. and he kept jabbing me. and others screaming into my ears. and i could barely hear the music in my mp3 player because of the noise. stupid fat singaporean kids!!
rahh.
okay america's top model awaits.
ooh suddenly the whole world wants to meet up! one minute i'm dying of boredom at home. and the next, everybody wants to meet up in the same week. but i'm not complaining. it's nice to sit around and eat and talk. i like that. i also have to buy everybody's birthday presents. including the ones that i owe last year heh.
okay. i really, really ought to do all my scholarship forms but i'm really too damn lazy to start. urgh. work is tiring you know!
and then my pretty shoe kills my feet. after a walk to the station, i discover i have about 10 blisters on my feet. and i'm hobbling around the office like a complete moron in pretty shoes. and when i was going home, i figured if i had walked, my feeet would have been murdered completely. so i took the bus. and to my horror, there were like some 5323 pri school kids. smelly, and so goddamn noisy. there was stupid fat boy who kept stuffing himself with twisties. and he kept jabbing me. and others screaming into my ears. and i could barely hear the music in my mp3 player because of the noise. stupid fat singaporean kids!!
rahh.
okay america's top model awaits.

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