I packed my room today :)
The last pack was during Chinese New Year, nothing beats a dust-free room you can roll around in and clean sheets.

I stole a drop of Strawberry fragrance oil from my sister.
It smells like the strawberry lotion Audrey B gave me.

I bathe with my fish tank and dustbin today.
No kinky things in case you are wondering.
I just want to save water..you know,
ok nevermind.

I can say I am 20 soon.
I didn’t even realise it till Channel 5 advertise for their “Labour Day Movie Specials”.
That will explain why I am working on the day itself.

Yes fine, it’s my birthday on Friday.
I hate birthdays actually,
but thankful,
I can say it was a good birthday last year because I finally realise there are some awesome people in my life.

So I hope this year’s one is good as well.

I want good presents!!!
Seem like everyone wants to take me out for food this year,
I love food but I love it if they are in miniature form that can be kept.

You will know what I mean if you know me well enough.

Goodnight, I know the breaking sentence entry thing is annoying but it looks cooler.

I worked 6 days this week.
My hormones are having a pizza party if you know what I mean.
I miss Audrey B, B to the Buns to the Beez.

And it’s time for food.

I have a locker.
I put my things into the locker.
I close my locker.
The locker is locked.

The key is in the locker.
The key is locked in the locker.

I think this is the stupidest incident that ever happened to me.
Erlie locked our locker before she left work for home.

So I came home empty-handed,
In my full dress-code, apron, EZlink card (luckily I left it in my pocket), a lighter, my lanyard and a donated $20.

I am wallet-less, makeup-less, ipod-less, key-less, phone-less…

Happy, happy day.

As a child, most of us would get balloons, whether it’s at MacDonald’s or M1 shops or the malls. I always get them, even till I was quite old, I mean since I am still mistaken for a 14 year old girl now.

And as the years passed, they put balloons on those white sticks. The ugly ones kids use it to fight instead of enjoying having a big round red ball in their hands.

Where are the days where helium balloons on strings are the best, where as you walk, you can see that red balloon following you? As an 80’s child, I wonder why I never got one of those.

So there are things in life you got to do or have to, maybe travel to a country or rock concert or whatever and mine is to have one of those balloons on strings. And I finally did, held one in my hands, called it mine, and it’s red and I got it at 19 going on 20 years old. At guess where? Zouk where no kids goes.

So I can strike it off my list: I had a red balloon on string.

But sadly, I didn’t know they don’t last more than a day. The next morning I woke up, it was on the floor, not at the ceiling.

Ok that’s that my lifelong wish. I have been hard at work brewing some coffee lately. I am working 6 days this week. Killing time, time killing me. Time really killed me.

I watched “The Other Boleyn Girl” the other day. Good movie, based on the novel of the same name. It’s a true story though, about the parents of Queen Elizabeth I, or England’s history to put it simply. Certain facts in the novel isn’t true but the whole story is real. I watched because I like Natalie Portman and Eric Bana is very, very hot.

Alright, goodbye, it’s 3.37pm, I am off to work soon.

Maybe because I haven’t been planning my days.

So it’s only polite to pick up the call of my suppose-to-already-start-working-full-time-job company when they called me again this afternoon while I was working at OPH. This is the message:

“Max says he is able to push the project till when you are back from your holidays. He says to give him a call once you are back.”

There you go, I am still hired actually.

While on email from the other company says:

“Thank you for sending in your portfolio, we will contact you again soon.”

Well, I suppose I can’t accept any other job offers then.

I am down with a flu, my nose is able to drop out soon. I went shopping today, alone as usual, I like shopping alone. Somehow everything looks the same yet the prices ranges it makes you don’t wanna get any clothes anymore. I got a top online instead, it’s cheaper and less to fuss about. You don’t need to face the shop owners giving you annoyed look when you don’t buy their clothes or those young store keeper whispering to each other “Hey I know that girl! TP WHAT!” or looking up and down at your dress sense.

And I got a pair of shoes too, cute but they are not very comfortable actually. And yes, obviously I bought it from a physical shop.

My canvas bag I carried to work was as big as me, with my work clothes, shoes and my usual tons of items things. That wasn’t pleasant for a sick girl, I felt homeless.

I got a missed call this morning from the company I was suppose to work. I didn’t call back, they didn’t call me back either so that’s that. Well I did actually because I didn’t know who it was but ended the call immediately when I heard the lady on the other line say (name of company).

While transferring stocks from Paragon back to Wisma today, I got a call. It was from a design company interested in hiring me and asked me to send in my portfolio.

I did, my half-decent one. I told the guy I am not ready with it so I will just show him whatever I have.

I don’t know, see it was back to the original plan to not look for a job yet but you know, maybe it’s a sign.

I am falling sick, sore throat and all. I was in the daze the whole day, I am sick that’s one..but I don’t know my mind refuse to work somehow. Paris Hilton is playing on my itunes. Ha. And I just added the ‘work’ category because you see, very soon the ’school’ category wouldn’t be needed anymore.

Yes, today wasn’t the best of days.

Normality, kills and killing like smoking and jumping off buildings. 

There was a time I thought I could live in solitude, well I did for a while and quite a while in fact but I realise life doesn’t work this way. We are made for each other.

Then there are times like now I wish I can be all alone in every spot on this earth but then not really actually, I do want humans there just if they don’t have a brain. That they don’t have a brain to judge and accuse you. Then what’s the point, you will be living with robots.

True, but I don’t know.

See today was a bad day, bad bad day. Haven’t had that in a while or at least everyday is moving too fast to realise it wasn’t pleasant. Maybe it’s PMS, I don’t know.

Chalet was alright, I think the house is too big. Chairs, bench, beds and toilet seats breaks apart, that was fun. I am damn hungry and I am craving for Macs breakfast. It’s the weekend soon.