Monday, February 04, 2008
cross roads / 9:16 PM
happy new year! it is said that 4th is the start of the new year not the 7/8th. anw, whatever. not that it really matters. oh but i did show a little respect by changing the colour of my hair (: didnt grandma always say: new year new begining.
whats with guys asking for girls number so that they could reach certain quota? weird. anyway, someone was giving this fucking attitude at work, saying those words that contradicts herself while raising her voice at me. what a bitch. fortunately dawn did help, by letting her know that she was going alittle over board. phewww. aye aye, but i manage to stay silent okay. -applause! and thank god for rachel, if its not for her i would have pulled a long face for the rest of the day. i'll definitely miss all the ''pssss! you wanna go toilet?'' / ''what time is your lunch break?'' cause after all tmr is the last day of the taka fair, ))):
and today i was just picturing life to be like a christmas tree. from the ground to the starting of the branches where you have lots of decision to make, meeting up with all the different types junctions/cross roads. however, for whatever decision you make, you'll still end up right next to the star (: so whats there to worry man, at the very least, you start climbing all over again. dearest sandra, dont be so naive, werent you the one who were afraid of the falling? cough coughs.
whats with guys asking for girls number so that they could reach certain quota? weird. anyway, someone was giving this fucking attitude at work, saying those words that contradicts herself while raising her voice at me. what a bitch. fortunately dawn did help, by letting her know that she was going alittle over board. phewww. aye aye, but i manage to stay silent okay. -applause! and thank god for rachel, if its not for her i would have pulled a long face for the rest of the day. i'll definitely miss all the ''pssss! you wanna go toilet?'' / ''what time is your lunch break?'' cause after all tmr is the last day of the taka fair, ))):
and today i was just picturing life to be like a christmas tree. from the ground to the starting of the branches where you have lots of decision to make, meeting up with all the different types junctions/cross roads. however, for whatever decision you make, you'll still end up right next to the star (: so whats there to worry man, at the very least, you start climbing all over again. dearest sandra, dont be so naive, werent you the one who were afraid of the falling? cough coughs.
