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and some how i got stuff to blog about, but generally i do not discuss emotions or such on blogs because they are too personal. and lesser bitchings cuz i dun want A to read then tell B then tell C and the whole story gets twisted and i turn out to have a bad rep.
it's kinda annoying me that i'm always noticing the weird timings like 11.11p.m or 1.11a.m or 11.33a.m. or such. my heart is wishing something good to happen but my smart brains tell me confirm plus chop that nothing good will happen no matter how many 11111111111111111111 i see -_-
i don't know if i actually got to know myself better working with the combine committee. for one, i know my patience is almost non existence. i feel quite bad actually to kk when i said sth along the line "excuse me do u mind? yy is trying to tok." and i sounded pretty straight about it. and other times when i'd say stuff like that. don't blame me, some pple just can't seem to shut up when they start talking about themselves.but then i don't know if i should apologize because i do not tink i'm wrong, just that maybe i could have said it in a nicer manner.
anyways, moving on. i think if i like someone, it doesn't matter if they're rude or blur or nonsensical, i will just like them. and somehow what i've just mentioned sounds kinda childish. hah. alrite let's just say i like pple who are responsible and do not tink too much of themselves i.e. arrogant and stubborn and inflexible. aiya go figure. cuz i know for sure that, once i hate you, i hate you all the way. period.
and i am so confirm allergic to work. no matter how much i may be shitting at home, i will never fail to shit after breakfast at work. it's like, come 9a.m. after breakfast, as much as i want to just sit at the desk or workbench and pretend i have sth to do just to show my face, i have to go to the loo to do big business =( baby dear someday i will take picture of the toilet which you have heard so much of. and i don't believe shit molecules stick on us, cuz boon is not smellier than me, and he shits as many times as he eats.
and i am so surprising and disappointing myself all the time. once many weekends ago, i imagined that boon was coming home and gonna give me some sort of surprise visit at work on a gloomy monday's lunch. well naturally, nothing happened even till i reached home. HAH. so stupid rite? i tink i'm weaving my own clues into a nonsensical surprise plot which has probably no chance of happening.
and today on my way to central to get yummy Gobi for my dear comm who were either 1. too scared 2. too shy 3. too stupid to finish the cakes i got for them, i saw a bright orange car in my rear view mirror and i was just stun for a while. at the traffic light it was one car behind me so i was moving left right up down trying to catch a glimpse of that bright orange car and imagine that maybe i got off the cab and into my car too quickly, so boon is coming to chase my car and surprise me. which didn't make sense cuz he could call or sth. chasing is a lil stupid when we have HP rite? moral of the story: it wasn't boon.
so it's pretty late now and i've gotta turn in. i need a sushi/sashimi partner/friend. as poor as i am and as much as i wish to save up for my HK shopping, i cannot resist sushi and sashimi. and it's a bit sad to eat alone rite? plus my dad doens't like jap food, wat can i do =(
don't you tink that sometimes it's tough being grown up? like you can't say stupid things or laugh randomly just cuz pple expect you to be of a certain behaviour? like so wat if sometimes i like to act cute just cuz i'm feeling happy and silly. other times i'm more prone to bitch behaviour, so i feel weird when i feel like smiling.
i need to smile more. but work makes it hard...