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Monday, June 2, 2008

ulcer on my mouth, bruise on my left knee.
i'm getting worst! walking limping every where i go.
everyday i'm dragging myself to work, even today.
i'm like so so tired, no idea why.
someone please be kind, don't torture a little animal like me.

ming is being so mean, " i treat you like a little boy that dressed like a lady "
* roll eyes * come on, im a lady of course, from one look can be seen lols.
today working with lynn, cool.
at least we chatted, hoping the time pass faster
because today is ...
M O N D A Y.
and lynn asked, why today im acting differently.
i don't understand either, monday is never a good day for me.
NEVER, i sweared never.
everything turns out so bad on all mondays, is either i lovemonday or monday likes me. duh. whatever it is.
im trying my very best to smile, to pretend im so happy on monday.

okay i'm leaving this company for sure.
i'm getting so tired of thinking of those idiotic people that ruins my mood every tuesday.
salary is the main thing im concern at, i'm just a senior yet i've like so many things to do.
including manager's workload, but someone else in this company getting higher than me while she has a manager in store. okay fine. i'm not being appreciated at anyway.
right? things simply dont go well anymore.


im sleepy, sleepy little head.
i need 15 hours of sleep a day to get back my old self thats like so hyperactive.
just one day. one day of 15 hours straight to be back to normal.
hopefully steamboat session on this coming saturday, aww aww i miss eating steamboat and i love eating steamboat, though i hate to sweat, hate to scald myself with those boiling soup.
but its okay i still love it!
tomorrow is meeting day, arghs i dislike okay.
a sudden urge to eat ben and jerry now, sweet cream and cookie and dublin mudslide LOVES.
i don't wanna and refuse to put on more weight, i can't afford to grow fatter.
my aim 40kg, how i wish.
stop dreaming candy, you can't be as slim anymore.
i've been eating so much lately, supper supper nonstop.
uber late dinner, double oily food.
from now, please go on healthy lifestyle.
swimming on thursday, i promise.

i miss you, i really do

at 13:50