across oceans and over skies.

saturday afternoons are boring.
i'm sure esther wld readily agree with me.
the boys are playing soccer.
and we're left to our own devices.
well.
been eating nonstop since i woke up.
been pill-poppin too.
i'm dying to eat some good food.
black pepper crabs.
plain crabs.
rahhhhhhhhhhhhh.
boredom drives one mad.
went beer drinkin with baby.
and the other lovin' couple.
was funny wat we talked abt.
and honestly
HOW MANY TIMES DID WE GO TO EMBASSY??????
goodness.
just made plans with esther to hang out while the boyfriends are busy.
and we've got a new girlie partner.
hahahaha.
i cant wait to see jinyao looking bored while esther and i bitch.
-smirks-
off to a smoke.

yest was a long day.
mentally exhausting.
i just wish tt shit wld happen less.
but i'm happy tt we talked.
missed redhill by 4 stops.
got hm how late.
wells.
all i wanted was to go home and curl up in bed.
and i did.
cramps are killing.
eating my soul.
epo doesnt work no more.
help!!

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
jeannie
duck
jeannie choo
THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
i can multi task very well.
i'm confident.most of the time at least.
i'm not that fat.
THREE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF:
i'm an emotional cripple.
i can have a proper conversation without saying fuck.
i always piss my honey off.
THREE THINGS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND:
why do guys have to play soccer every weekend?
why are cigarettes so expensive?
what's wrong with window shopping?
THREE THINGS THAT ANNOY YOU:
pple staring on the train.
crowds.
queues.
THREE THINGS YOU ABSOLUTELY CANNOT STAND:
chest hair.
pple who seriously try too hard.
ah lian mothers who dye their kids' hair gold.
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
cockroaches.
angry honey.
dead animals.
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
my honey.
wallet.
phone.
THREE PEOPLE/THINGS YOU SPEND THE MOST TIME WITH:
my honey.
muns.
lindy.
THREE THINGS YOU CAN'T DO:
cycle.
swim.
not smoke for a day.
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
bitch.
play pool.
watch movie.
THREE THINGS YOU BADLY WANT RIGHT NOW:
attachment to be over.
slp on my comfy and smelly bed at home with someone.
drink beer and make out.
THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
in-cabin crew.air stewardess la.haha.
research assistant.pui.
taitai.
THREE PLACES YOU WOULD GO ON VACATION:
mauritius.
europe.
japan.
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
bungee jump.
go on a rendezvous.
get married.

life's been rather miserable.
with loads of bad days working ard incompetent pple.
seriously.
if u suck at sth
why bother working in tt field?
life science is abt basic knowledge and skills.
when you have neither of those
pls just work as a freakin clerk.
ah wells.
things doesnt help when u meet someone selling u movie tickets with a horrible attitude.
lyk i owed him my life or sth.
brotherhood is not a bad show.
cried lyk crazy at the last part when he knelt at the war site.
super sad.
and bloody.
not for the faint hearted.
gotta get my ass back to super un-challenging work.
-yawnz-
i think even the cleaners have a more challenging day than i do.

i din mean to lose my temper.
it was a bad day.
together with a big misunderstanding to make matters worst.
i dun cry for ur sympathy.
i cry coz i feel hurt or upset.
i din mean to make u pissed.
baby i love u too much.

it's a slpy tuesday morning.
i had to drag my rotting body outta bed.
so here i am at work.
and i dun see my honey.
-sulks-
everyone's busy with sth at work.
why the hell am i so free?
right.
i'm gonna find sth to do later.
missed my pumpkin.
coz tt cow wasnt at work yest.
dinner with the girlies yest.
ikea ballies.
haagen daz fondue.
why the hell are we always indulging in sinful stuff
and feeling lousy abt it later.
-shrugs-
i wanna go shopping.
but the darned gss is over.
ahhhhhhh.
everything feels so fucked up for now.

where are u?
u make everything better.

my 802nd post.
oh.
i,robot kicks ass boy.
the humor is fantastic even when there wasnt much.
it's a MUST watch man.
dinnered with the parents and my baby at cartel.
was horrible.
firstly.
i hated cartel.
the food sucks.
and they're forever serving wrong orders.
so i din have much of a choice coz it's daddy's bday and he wanted to try the food there.
anyhows.
wasnt too bad at first.
waited ard for the food to be served.
well.
in NORMAL restaurants the soup is usually served first.
but somehow tt aint the case at cartel.
it was served last.
and i had to ask for it TWICE.
the food SUCKED.
even my mum said tt i can make better pasta than them.
the waitress who served us was horrid too.
and i'll so rem her name.
esther goh.
doesnt say thank you when help her with the dishes.
doesnt tell me wat the hell she's serving me.
how am i supposed to know which is which when they all look alike?
doesnt smile when she looks at you.
god.
i cant stop complaining abt cartel.
i'm NEVER NEVER eating at cartel again unless i have to.
gooooodness.
the food sucks.
service sucks.
even the pple who dine there are morons.
i HATE everything at cartel man.
enough of complaining.
honey and i felt so sick after eating.
lyk the drugged our food or sth.
cld feel my blood pressure zooming downwards.
so honey sent me home before i fainted.
end of the day.
tmr will mark beginning of the last 4 weeks of my attachment.
and it'll be back to sch again!!
extremely excited abt sch.
and i'm not being sarcastic.
oh.
btw.
project packing the room is 0.5% done.
hurs.

i wished i had a lil more time with you.
but tt hour and a half was better than nothing.
"in our own lil world
the music is the sun
the dancefloor becomes the sea."