I cannot believe this farker of a boss i actually work for. I reach home at bloody 1 a.m. doing all his stoopid files and LODs AND he got the cheeck to say to the secretary the next morning that he thought i didnt come to work yesterday evening. &^$*#@&%$&#^*$% cb. Waaht the work in my intray suddenly can empty on its own is it!!?!!?! *imagines kicking the bosses's head*
oh yea and you know wat, come to think of it do you know who my boss resembles in manner and what he looks like? The self proclaimed world's best boss in 'the office' (US version) . Only difference is my boss is much more 10 x more worse. He thinks he's funny but not.
oh this is just great, some idiott from the house upstairs/downstairs is smoking outside his window and the smoke is entering my bro's room and i'm in his room using his computer.
bleah.
anyways something strange happened to me when i was in the train on the way to meet dee and latha at raffles for lunch.. I had my eyes closed cause the sun was glaring (i didnt bring along my sunglasses) and listening to my ipod when i suddenly caught a whiff of something familiar. The freaky part of it is that, the scent is the last thing i remembered of my dad when i kissed his forehead before they completed the 'kapan' (i'm not sure of the english translation) process, that scent and the coldness of his forehead has eversince been etched in my memory. So imagine the uneasiness i felt when i caught a whiff of that on the MRT. My heart almost stopped for a bit. haiz.. i must be going mad.
lolx anyways since national day is coming and all dat below is a clip of guys who have a lot of time and nothing better to do... hilarious. lolx
I love standing in the rain, letting the feel of raindrops caress feverish skin, letting it wash away my thoughts, worries and pain.
I love the feel of sand between my toes, the cool wind whispering in my ear, the soothing sound of the sea, the warmth of a hug.
I love anything vintage, historical, mysterious and magical. I like to laugh, I like freedom and happiness,
I like the idea of romance, being swept off my feet and happy endings. I currently have no idea where i'm going but i know i'll get where i'm suppose to be in due time.
I want things i cant have, I dream of things that can never be but i'm too afraid to leave the things i'm familiar with even when i know i'm adaptable to change.
I can be the person you love or hate, like or loath, admire or envy. I am not perfect,
I am just me.
