LIFE'S GREAT. i had dinner with elaine (this lady from UOB) on monday. we went P.S cafe at i dont know where. the ambience was perfect. the waiters there were cuteeee. one was definitely hot. we had beef and alot alot of desserts. i never had so much chocolate in my life. the dinner was sumptuous. and the bill came. it was like a hundred and twenty! and she treated me! on top of that, she taught me alot. she was like, sent down by god to guide me through certain times. like probably right now where i have to choose to either continue my studies or the subject to take, also, to work. she got me to think alot. i felt grateful and thankful on the other hand. i guess i'm really lucky. i love my life and i've learned to appreciate a little more right now. oh wells.

they say you taste the coffee and then the honey. well, i say it's true. i thought work was dreadful. however, things got better. i realised evil people there were only the minority. the nice ones were the MAJORITY. whenever i did something wrong, my supervisor just laughed it off. and the best of all, upon knowing my birthday was yesterday, she got me a necklance. she actually wanted to treat me lunch. so, work is not that bad afterall.

my birthday.

well, surprisingly, i didnt had any photo taken. i received many presents which were gorgeous. i had dress, perfumes, make up, diamond ear stud and the best of all, angbao! i believe more present will be coming on the way. well, my life seems fine now and thats good news.

i'm back! to bitch of course.

first of all, this is my 100th post! unfortunately, it's going to be a nasty one.

guys! i've found someone worse than david ang. maybe he's not that fucked-up afterall.

this cool dude, probably around his forties, came barging and interrupted me.

dude," did you kicked the switch?" he pointed. which was right under my desk.
gorgeous," no i did not."

dude went back to check on something.
he then came back. looking a little mad.

a-little-pissed dude," did you kicked the switch."
a-little-pissed gorgeous," no i did not."

he then checked the switch and realised it was switched off.

semi-pissed dude," you did kick the switch right."
semi-pissed gorgeous," i said i did not."

he then went back to his desk and told another dude, around his age, perhaps they learn tai chi together," that girl kicked the switch."
fucking-pissed-annoyed gorgeous, raised her voice," i told you it wasnt me."

my supervisor overheard the conversation and asked me about it. i told her.
she said dont worry. it's alright.
my supervisor has been really nice to me. perhaps she reads my blog.

first of all, dude, your switch and mine are located beside each other. therefore, if i kicked yours, i'll probably kicked mine too. but my switch seems perfectly fine. so, what about it. secondly, why on earth would i kick your switch. do i dislike you? yes. eversince you start maligning a honourable girl. i dont even know your existence till today. thirdly, your switch has been like this for like 2nd time already? thus, shouldnt you use that brain of yours and think? like is there something wrong with the switch? perhaps it had gone loose? fourthly, please show some respect to others. i mean even temp staff. please dont look at us as though we are insignificant. we play a big part in this company too. who does all those shit work that none of you people want to do. w/o us, you people probably be skinner. lastly, i swear it wasnt me. from day 1, i had never put my feet near the switch lest i get electrocuted. fair enough?

yes. if he confront me again, i am going to lecture him a little with that tiny speech of mine.

i had just realised why do i always blog about unhappy stuff. the answer. unjust. i hate to feel wrongful. like it wasnt even my fault and people are blaming me. so, blogging makes me a whole again. after i tell the world, i always feel better. it's none compared to writing a diary. no one knows except me and dear diary. and probably my mum. she used to peep at my diary. so, pardon me.