i love work

seriously. i mean you guys might think i'm bonkers but i really enjoy being busy, as compared to slacking my ass off in an office like shaun or saying "roger, strength 5" like eugene. (have you spoken to eugene before in camp? there will DEFINITELY be intermittent ROGERS and STRENGTH 5s in the middle of the conversation! i swear! haha. ask him.

you know, being caught up in work elevates your mind from other things. in my case, ***** (no mav, not you =o) ). in shaun's case, ms ong. eugene's case, ms wee. ian's case. errr ? ms maine? or ms sam. haha. no ok i don't mean just girls but other outside stuff as well. just anything everything that bothers you. i'm always so intrigued why workholics exist. is it because they simply love their work too much, or is it because they want to be distracted. hmm..

anyways i am REALLY caught up with work these days. mav's getting irritated, i'm getting irritated. got home at like 12am last night and left the house at 6am this morning. like wtf right. sorry guys, not much time to meet. lucky bought ian's present last week heh, if not no time to buy and give him already. ian : hows the cd btw! you're my tester!

nic mok: regular reader of this blog. are our lives really so interesting!! i think you keep pressing refresh right haha.. you're only tired when you're hyper. no, hyper when you're tired. oxymoron. hyper-ly tired.

jie: you just have to go ian's place to grab a few cats. he rears cats for a living. so much so hes beginning to act like one. (KIDDING!!)

bye for now.

and now, the end is near.
and so i face, the final curtain.

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