char seems to be ridiculously happy in her blog.

this is
so
weird.

well anw. ytd was satay club again. and i thot my lips looked kinda red this morn. it might be due to the amt of heaty food ive been munching on. as usual, i ate egg prata and took some mutabak from the plate on my left and many sticks of chicken satay and ketupak from the plate on my right and a few pcs of tauhu goreng from the plate farther in front. i love the curry of the prata. its so thick. :)

sherley (my manager) treated us to ice cream. it was so sweet. so sweet that i dislike choc ice cream for once. but the shop supplies sakae sushi their ice cream. buds. its called buds ice cream. i like. i like their cookie chip dough or sth. its nice.

the day before was also at the same place. wanted to indulge in the v delicious "taste of thailand". but it was kinda disappointing and gw cldnt get over it till the night ended. shan ordered so little and the meal looked so unsumptuous. this is sad. food is supposed to make pple happy!

shopping at supermarket followed aft. and obviously, miss junk-food got some junk. i got 2 big tubes of digestive biscuits. i got attracted to the container! its shaped like a pair of googles. nvm. i jus tink it is special so i bought the biscuits. v heavy. and i also bote my fav orange pillows, wh's fav ritz crackers and everyone's fav oreo (choc and peanuts). how lovely my pantry is now. feeling v pleased. i jus gona top up with julie's wheat crackers and julie's peanut butter crackers and you shall see pat no more. im gona camp in my office.

on a sad note, jus to annouce, im officially addicted to taking cab. this is shit. i took cab 5 times this wk. this is becoming so habitual. i mus stop. for the sake of my future. i mus. well, maybe i dont cus i dont haf a future. hai wateva it is. i shldnt be eating taking cab slping eating taking cab slping.

xuan my beloved told me not to cut my hair. sri my new colleague also. i wan my hair to be thick when it is being let down or tied up in a bun but i wan it to thin when it is being tied up in a pony tail. how...? and i dun really wana dye my hair bcus the uncle isnt good at dyeing hair. so maybe shld i jus trim? quick reply me back if not ur not my darling anymore!

if i manage to get my fat ass out of the hse ltr, i shall go shopping. and i doubt we will be meeting tonight. will we? nvm. let u guys stay at home and rest. and i can stop hanging out with guys jus for once.

im not unhappy with work anymore. in fact, i feel that i shld start learning inventory (sap). i know it will definitely be useful to me. i hafta start saving money cus i haf a goal = to further my studies. lisa told me abt our deputy director and i tink shes really a role model. shes only 31 or 32 and she is a dd now and she has 3 kids and shes earning big and doing well. i tink thats pretty young for a deputy director. i shall aim to be like her. as ive always said, success can only be measured on the day at your funeral. how much good pple talk abt during ur funeral shows how much your life was worth. if there arent many pple and there arent many topics abt u, well... you will nv know anw right. haha. conclusion: i still got abt 40-50 yrs more before i r.i.p. i hope i can be successful someday.

its weird how daxiong view me. i duno why the hell he tinks im doing well at work too. i was chatting with daxiong over the phone ytd and i was telling him i know my colleagues think well of me. lisa was saying that i got a lot of potential and i definitely can excel but the more they do that, the more stress i give myself. i expect a lot from myself even without their expectations of me. sometimes i wonder why this happens. i cant tell im doing well actually. im worried abt my stats abt a lot. and the more i grumble to pple, the more i tink im showing the lousy side of me, and the more i wonder why they tink im good. it feels good to know im being appreciated and im efficient and competent and all. but... nvm. no more buts. my hair how...

oh. i forgot all abt ttg. asked him out for supper at lor 5. if only it cld be like this forever, jus sitting arnd with the guys, listening to them talk abt army, listening to them talk abt work... and jus like this, we cld be friends for life.

i wana be vincent's fren. i wana be da xiong's fren too. but da xiong unlikely la. but ive really accepted the fact that pple do come and go all the time. its ok that they leave or i go. im ok. aft all, i wana be a career woman. and a career woman has no friends. haha. :)

off to eat my peanut butter biscuits. breakfast was so oily. hum chim peng and sweet potato porrigde with yummy char siew. i know the whole breakfast combi seems kinda weird. i ate them separately btw.