THE-LADY
Raine.
Aquarius.
Temasek Poly HTM.
Ex SJCian.
Ringers.

::Loves::
royce au lait chocolates
retail therapy
cam-whorinng
adorable babies
haagen daz, tiramisu



PROPOSALS

Retail Therapy in Paris

Driving License
Designer wallet/bags
Holiday Trips
Watch
Tiffany Earrings
Grad. From TP
Entry to Uni
Smooth Internship
more bitching sessions wid tp gang/ij mates/ringers

By My Side
 

Alex
Anthony
Charmaine
Drea
Drey
Elena
Erin
Eugene
Evon
Jorin
Kenny
Linda
Lin Xin
Melissa
Rachie
Sok Yin
Stephie
Suet Ying
Tiang
Yee Ling

Precious days

> Last week was a four-day work week.At the back of ...
> Lunch with fellow angels was marvellous.Seems like...
> The dearest and closest always get the worst crap ...
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> Once again, hear me moan.I’m bored to the max.With...
> Saturday was IJ girls night-out.The girls met up a...
> Through such incidents we see the image. The sens...
> Babes, I'm so sorry. I know these pics r longgg ov...
> It’s been some time since my last entry. No, my bl...
> What goes on after dark:

Lost Memories

> August 2006
> September 2006
> October 2006
> November 2006
> December 2006
> January 2007
> February 2007
> March 2007
> April 2007
> May 2007
> June 2007
> July 2007
> August 2007
> September 2007
> October 2007
> November 2007
> December 2007
> January 2008
> February 2008
> March 2008
> April 2008
> May 2008
> June 2008
> July 2008
> August 2008
> September 2008
> October 2008
> November 2008
> December 2008

Your Say


Wednesday, April 11, 2007

I urgently need to broadcast my displeasure.
===>>> I got shifted to another cubicle within the office.
Feng Shui is damn jinx here.
Am “co-habiting” with my ICs (from 9-630) within the irksome cell.

How antagonizing can this get!
Am bring thrown into an area of darkness with absolutely no freedom, no privacy AT ALL.
Predict the number of glares and spot-checks that I would potentially go through!

Oh, did I mention that this desk is damn freaking filthy.
Hear me grumble:
1- Dust can be SEEN. This filthy layer of dust is generously spread all over the damn desk. I can spot stains!

2- The phone here STINKS.
I had to put in so much effort to distant the phone from my ears and mouth whilst conversing. I swear that if there is a loud-speaker option I wouldn’t take a second to hesitate using it. I really wonder how hygienic this piece of junk is.

3- The desk though just recently abandoned for 2 weeks, is in a sate of MESS!
Files, brochures, stationery, plastic bags even! I fail to understand how the others in the same cubicle can withstand the sight of such mess.

All I want to do now is:
1. hand in my resignation letter and scram.
But I don’t wanna go through the forfeit of paying up a month’s salary because of the stupid 3-month contract I ignorantly signed.

2. Hire domestic help. Get someone to SPRING CLEAN this shit-hole for me. =D
And hopefully charge it to their account.

The last thing I wanna go through is to CLEAN up the damn mess (WHICH I DID NOT CREATE), myself. Oh… god have mercy!

I need to lure myself away from this junk.
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Desperate housewives on Monday was superb as usual.
Despite popping pills, being drowsy I still insisted on watching the show.
It certainly was no chore at all!

Dad had to pop by the room on several attempts due to, the volume on TV and errr, most times my laughter.

Every single episode has a different story though the whole series explores lust, seduction, passion and betrayal revolving around the lives of 4 independent women.

I am marvelled by their shrewdness, wits and bold reactions.

Upon pondering, I see a certain familiarity in the way of thinking.
Would life be like a rollercoaster sometime soon?
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Today my stars read:
It is tempting to cross a line when it has been expressly forbidden, but take another look at your actions. Yes, sometimes rules need to be broken. Other times, it is just a way to act out. Which is it now?
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It seems that I constantly have issues with rules.

Other than rules, I presume the next pain-in-the-ass for me would be contract.
Oh dear lord, 18 June. 18 June…

Am I an odd-ball or what?
I hear myself grumble about not having anything to do.
Then when there’s a whole jumble load of work to do, I am appalled by it.

Slacking aimlessly at home bores me but getting tied down to work turns me off as well.
Alright I’m contradicting myself.
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May pleasant moments stay.

-Sign Off @ 10:30 pm :)