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Thursday, May 07, 2009

stayed up to watch Juno on my tiny screen last night.
not a well spent off day. fought with everyone at home
left the house in a huff, everybody was at everybodys
throat. i left the house crying and without an ezlink card.
like darn it. supposed to meet dyy yesterday. when she
called, i was sobbing really hard and i dont feel like
talking to anyone. sat at the highest floor in my apartment.
did some self reflection on myself and tempted to suicide.


forgive me. but that thought was very tempting.


im still without a full time job, currently enjoying
the easy life in the hospital. each day i met different
types of people. which is an eye opener for me.
seeing senior folks reminded me so much of granny and
my late foster dad. and seeing hot guys, trying to
'keng' mc. hahaha. shitheads. was posted to the
specialist clinic again. the wind, i tell you.
machiam genting highlands. i come prepared! (:
i put on my cardigan today and it saves me from
that chilly wind coming from god knows where.


so for your information, sg has hit the yellow zone.
which means its lesser than the orange one we had two days
back. but still, we have to take extra precautions. to play
safe. its unpredictable. so yeaa. so thank you yellow zone,
you made my job damnnnnnnn easy peasy to the kahunyyyyy! haha!
i was practically stoning at work, begging Junhong to entertain me.
which he did, that arse. soooooooooo free in camp. knnccb. LOL.


im on noon shift tomorrow. again. and Saturday is my off day!
woot. i need new shoes. i need to get my bangs chopped.
andddddddddd my brows done. oh guess what! im meeting
Eugene next week. (should i jump for joy or sit and slap myself?)
anyways, im dying to lay my hands on vans half cab!
i saw this gorgeous pink ones. like zomg! *_*
i waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant!
but i cant remember which site i saw it but i know its not
a local site. which means, ive to pre order it, ship it
and pay a humongous sum for a pair of shoe. awesome or what?
stressing over what to wear for the date with Eugene.
hes sucha picker.always picking on me for little details
to demoralise my poor confidence. ccb mofo.


anyways bby texted me this morning. he still sounded piss.
cause i dont know whats wrong with me. im infused with negative
ions judging that my surgery is due soon. he got pissed off
and his words are crude. but i like the way he started
the text.

"im not going anywhere ........"

cause i told him, im afraid of losing him and those dots
are all the stuffs he said and he seems pretty pissed about it.
i didnt reply. i cant be bothered to. my surgery is in four days.
jitters. keep me in your prayers readers!


im off to watch nick and norah's playlist on my tiny screen.
till then, miss me okay?


xoxo.

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