Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Missyyy..!!
Hi i'm writing this under time constraints.
I'm having my attachment at IMH.
I'm busy. Kinda tired, but not from working. It's from listening to some people serenading you "Sing your way hooooome... la la laaa la la la~" round the clock, sometimes alternating with "Pack up your troubles in your something something" and other "oldies but goodies".
STOPPIT ALREADY.
This isn't as bad as my Mr Lim having to put up with FYP teammates from hell. Hearing him tell me about the things they do for their final year project and the nonsense they gave him only make me appreciate my days being attached to Woodbridge. I feel so fortunate. And i'm only half-sarcastic.
I'm freezing and sleepy. I haven't ironed my uniform. I'm broke after burning more than a hundred bucks on my hair (things happened... people make mistakes, okay). Maybe when i'm not that sore anymore, i'll let you see the damage i did. This would include my woodenplank-straight hair, my empty wallet, the hole in my pocket, my pitiful face, and a donation can for you to kindly drop in a few hundreds for me. I mean, what's a few pieces of Yusof Ishaks from you right? You can always go out and earn more. Hor?
Okay tired. Talk more tomorrow. That is, IF the world hasn't ended, and IF i'm still alive. Hah, so Morticia Addams morbid.
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fara // 23:34
Missyyy..!!
Hi i'm writing this under time constraints.
I'm having my attachment at IMH.
I'm busy. Kinda tired, but not from working. It's from listening to some people serenading you "Sing your way hooooome... la la laaa la la la~" round the clock, sometimes alternating with "Pack up your troubles in your something something" and other "oldies but goodies".
STOPPIT ALREADY.
This isn't as bad as my Mr Lim having to put up with FYP teammates from hell. Hearing him tell me about the things they do for their final year project and the nonsense they gave him only make me appreciate my days being attached to Woodbridge. I feel so fortunate. And i'm only half-sarcastic.
I'm freezing and sleepy. I haven't ironed my uniform. I'm broke after burning more than a hundred bucks on my hair (things happened... people make mistakes, okay). Maybe when i'm not that sore anymore, i'll let you see the damage i did. This would include my woodenplank-straight hair, my empty wallet, the hole in my pocket, my pitiful face, and a donation can for you to kindly drop in a few hundreds for me. I mean, what's a few pieces of Yusof Ishaks from you right? You can always go out and earn more. Hor?
Okay tired. Talk more tomorrow. That is, IF the world hasn't ended, and IF i'm still alive. Hah, so Morticia Addams morbid.
fara // 23:34
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