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i submitted my letter today and u know what my boss did?

he TORE the letter IN HALF. knnnnnnnnnccccbbbbb

now everyone's tearing papers in front of me.

GREATTTTTTTTTTTT.

i'm still leaving.

"If you don’t get what you want, it’s a sign either that you did not seriously want it, or that you tried to bargain over the price."

rudyard kipling

TODAY IS THE DAY TO QUITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.

SPARTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Organ Request
I know you think I’m sexy. But I was asking for your heart, not your eyes.

I WANT TO TELL YOU GUYS SOMETHING!

MY NEIGHBOUR RUNS A PROSTITUTION RING! or i think. my mom heard from the previous owner, the previous owner heard it from the neighbours. my mom also saw with her own eyes of different men entering/exiting from the same house.

u see, i'm currently staying at this rented apt place at eunos for 3 months until i move into my new (hopefully fucking last time that i'm ever gonna move) place at bedok. and of course i'm staying with my parents, i'm chinese, young and i'm way too broke to get my own apt. UNLESS SOME KIND SOUL WOULD LOVE TO SHARE AN APT WITH ME. Pan Pacific Service Apartments?

ANYWAY, I THINK IT'S SO COOL. like sexxxxxxxxxxx just next door. so awesome, will look over into her place every-day. sex in the living room, sex in the bedroom.

i'm so glad october is over, damn fucking cheebye busy can. then november also, especially tomorrow onwards, cheebye overnight setup for ball watch exhibition. sibei sian, i no longer like production contracting work, waste my time. wait, i no longer like what im doing also, sibei sian everyday.

OK STOP ASKING ME WHEN I'M QUITTING. wait wait, soon. wait til i'll drop a fothermucking bomb.

i think my dad is so cool, office politics caused him to lose his temper and he quit on the spot. LIKE SIBEI COOL CAN. now i have every right to tell my boss that my father has quit his job, so we are gonna poor and i would need a higher-paying job so thank you and fuck you.

:) x 100000000000000

i love my mom for getting this eunos place and my dad for being so cool.

my latest guilty pleasure: craigslist
(fav entry: http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/phi/1363379397.html)

useless piece of info (upi):http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bonobo
gg rubbing.

SINGLEHOOD

There was a time not too long ago when I believed that in order to be a whole person, and to feel like I had finally reached 'womanhood' I would have to be in a serious relationship, or even better- engaged. I now realize what this belief was based on. It starts with a message that society sent me as soon as I was able to comprehend such things, that men and women were meant to fall in love, get married, and have children. I mean this is, after all, the 'norm' of things.

Did it ever occur to you that there is so much to do even if one is single? It’s almost bizarre to me that there are so many things to do. If you are with someone and actually attached to that person, you have to worry about missing that person. If you are single, there is nothing to worry about unless you have plants that need watering.

Freedom is a reason to be single and happy. A married person is limited to a point on their freedom because they have a partner to consider. What time are you coming home? Where are you going? These are questions that can be asked once you are married and it deserves some response. There are certain things that you can't do as a married person in comparison to a single person.I really love the idea of marriage but until that special someone comes along I've made a decision to be happy as I am.

I believe I have done my fair share of trying, and have resorted to enjoying my time alone. I look at the up-side: I can do whatever I want, whenever I want, and not have to explain it to anyone. I can go out with anyone I want or sit in the shade with a book, drinking tea, and not have anyone interrupting me, or getting jealous that he would rather meet his friends than meet me. I do not need to worry about my feelings getting hurt by someone I decided to trust, who will only betray it one way or another.

I admit I have issues but I have gone through difficult times in my life that have broken me and the healing only made me stronger.I know who I am and I know who I want to be. I also know the kind of man that deserves me. If I sound vain, forgive me. But I think everyone should strive for the best partner. I'm not looking and I'm not depressed about being single or getting older.

I will admit there are moments of loneliness but I like my space. I like having control of the things I want to do like acting and modeling. I like watching sappy chick flicks, crying unashamedly. I like not sharing my junk food. I love sleeping in-guilt free-till noon. I like going downstairs at 10pm for an ice cream with my bestfriend and not having to check with anyone. I like wearing what I want to wear without a fight. I love buying shoes without having to answer for it.

Most of all, I love not having to feel worried,jealous or hurt.

disclaimer: i would love to write something as amazing as beautiful as this, but unfortunately, i'm not the author.

you know you're having a bad day when you:

- slept only for 4 hours for 2 days due to work and you had to act like you're damn alert. your eyes automatically shut the moment you sit still.

- had to move house, knowing you only slept for 4 hours. the cleaning, the unpacking, the cleaning, the unpacking.

- had to solve a crisis which the event person kept calling because the production team refused to answer her call or rather too exhausted to do anything about it. the event person kept calling non stop, complaining the same old thing whereas all i can do is to ensure her, pacify her and make sure that SHE FUCKING STOP CALLING THE SHIT OUT OF ME, and of course on top of moving house and only sleeping for 4 hours.

- solved the a bloody crisis on your own without your boss's back-up, no tools, nothing. the bitch had to really stop calling me, i had to move house and i only slept for 4 hours.

- recommended your trusted supplier to your friend, only to see the deal backfire. where will you stand? not only the disappointment is huge, the crisis solving is fucked up, got a million calls while unpacking/moving house and only slept for 4 hours.

i'm exhausted. in the mind, in the body, in the soul.

how much law can murphy make?

i,

IF I HAVE THE TIME AND THE URGE,

"you may not realise it but i am going to be launching a week-long charm offensive. should you retreat even the slightest inch i will intensify proceedings. should you exhibit signs of resistance then i will dig trenches and prepare for a long winter. wave your white flag and i will kiss you such as to consign the history of romance to sick beds."

IF NOT, HEY, NO BIGGIE.

j

if you follow someone on twitter, you are called a follower.

so if you follow someone on a blog, can i call them a blower?

HELLO TO MY BLOWERS, (don't worry no jobs for you guys ok heh) GREETINGS! THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART FOR READING THIS, FOR RIDING THE MAGIC CARPET of LIFE with me in this blog. (ps: if only i can get the aladdin in real life. tmd, WHERE IS THE GENIE when u need him.)

anyway i have been occupied with work forever, if i'm not doing events, i'm co-ordinating setup schedules for my guys, liasing with clients, managing my boss, refraining from beating the shit physically out of my colleague and of course, cleaning shit up 24/7. i don't even know why i'm still in this job which brings me to the next point.

i think i'm in this job because i'm taking on this "managerial" position now where i get to handle all the events side on my own, it's like i "owe" the events dept. or i'm still in denial that i'm in a comfort zone. cccccccb which i refuse to believe that. i think my boss put some voodoo spell on me like do not leave me jasminee.... but hor, i also pity him cus he got no friends, he's a sad lonely cunning pathetic little shit whom his son will be born next year. so if i'm still there, i will have to deal with 2 sad lonely cunning pathetic little shits. ss (ss = sibei sian)

I HAVE TO QUIT SOON, just don't ask when. BECAUSE WHEN I DO, it will be a day of celebration, U KNOW everyday i wake up, i'll think when is the best time to submit letter. or the feeling of liberation, EVERY SINGLE DAY I THINK ABOUT IT.

i have 5 job offers can. FIVE. i'm so close to getting another job (excluding this 5) previously but when i say i got 3 months notice period, I CAN LITERALLY see their shoulders slump can. ss x 100. someone need to sign me up for some motivation class to MOTHERFUCKING QUIT. i also believe that it's not about the job hopper thing already, it's about what you are really made of....wow i'm so...full of shit.

speaking of full of shit, i was constipated for 1 whole day, like the feeling of shitting is so strong till i sat at the toliet bowl and teared. all i wanted was to let my asshole open and out the damn shit flow. UPDATE: i finally shitted yesterday, u have no idea how elated i was.

the man who has no balls continue to have no balls which i shall now leave him be, because as much as i want to have him grow up, i realized i can't because HE NEEDS TO FUCKING GROW HIS OWN BALLS. and hopefully grow some length in his willy because honey, all dogs need to do some styling.

it's ok, people commit moments of folly and use people as stand-ins UNTIL THE REAL DEAL COMES ALONG or COMES BACK again.

I LOVE REAL DEALS, they give me the, i quote my dogget, "BOOM BOOM POW" feeling. it really sets the mood for working late, so worthy of my time to skive. may i allow kings of leon to say it like it is:
"But it's not forever
But it's just tonight
Oh we're still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest
You
Your sex is on fire"

i'm going through this whole mariah carey phase, she's such a skank but she does have the most catchy songs that everybody cannot get it out of their head. are you already "obssessed" with her? how does she get the confidence to always stick out her boobs? knn if i stick out, people will ask me "how much". ccb.

i love you my br and you too rock my world. but nothing rocks the boat by having mind-blowing carpet rides. yes we will meet up more often and we will not be interrupted by "shitty cramped work". HELLO, 2 HANDS TO CLAP CAN. I LOVE YOU FOREVER!

my br is so pretty :)

until she shows me this pic, i regretted that comment. THIS PICTURE CRACKS ME UP. lol.

today suzi and i hanged out and swam 10 laps at a public pool whom i have not stepped in, in years. where are all the gay pick-up lines/actions!?

ps: i damn long haven't cam-whore already can. there was this auntie who was walking around in a towel, then she saw us having fun, so she came over and say haha u guys party ah? .... i guess she was inspired by the music we were playing. MINAH MUSIC!

my fav makcik suzi, bonia bag keper?!

hello, our real age is 15.

as for the icing on this entry, i present a man who um chios when it comes to money, wa lim peh, ho say bo.

act cute only.