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Friday, June 06, 2008
too busy to nua

monday was spent waiting and waiting for our time to present the games project. the AT fucking annoyed me like i've never seen someone more stupid than him. TSK. anyway it's over and i was so elated i self declared it a nuaaaa day and watched PS I Love You in the comforts of my air conditioned room on my nua nua bed. cried a truckload and it didn't help that my eyes are susceptible to dryness.

tuesday woke up to puffy eyes, almost couldn't pry them open! and tuesday was offically Jap Food Day. lunch was pure SASHIMI love with boonie. wasted time in between and hung out at The Cathay waiting for the babes to call. our plan to catch SATC was once again postponed cuz somehow the invisible pple are snapping up all the tics. so we ended up at Sushi Tei! and shikai celine ate too much they went hysterical after we split. and then i spent the whole night reading thru stuff and preparing docs for interviews the next day which ended up well, not absolutely useful but still was to a small extent.

took a really long time getting outta bed on wednesday and rushed here and there and to school wearing the same ol usual only boring office clothes i have. after that it was dinner with boonie boon boon for our smellyversary at Central and we had fantabulous Beef Steak at the most modest looking shop. It was absolutely awesome. but the tenderloin with mashed potatos were not enuf to fill out stomach (considering i was starving from the night b4 already) so we proceeded to another cheese sausage and fried mars bar. wooohooooo. and Wii-ed the night away!

and i felt like my right arm was slightly wobbly on thurs morning. hehehhee. so thurs and fri i'm gonna be temp at mum's place cuz they're utterly busy. i pretty much spent my day zapping, glue-ing, and sorting a whole lot of documents. now i understand why they're always staying OT to do such brainless but necessary stuff. rushed home, caught a quick shower and headed off to AMK Hub to have dinner with the King (ASS) Arjun! i have no idea why i was so bloody HENG. the carpark was FULL and I got a lot in less than a minute after i entered! but i wasn't wearing red undies. so i'm not too sure why. pepper lunch left a distinct hotplate-smell on my hair. and we navigated ard NTUC (i was impatient for most parts) and my Maria Arjun was carrying my things. He's involved with a pregnant maid, who's child is not even his, and insists that there are no lavendar scented carefree panty liners.

so here i am, mindlessly blogging about my rush through life, when i should actually be asleep and recovering my sleep-deprived body to it's rosy pink of health. my head might actually be made of steel cuz until now i'm puzzled how it can contain all that headaches and fatigues and i'm still functioning pretty normally.

and now i shall go off to catch some sleep, and wake up to more sorting of documents at the office and worry for a while.
1. results
2. 2 exam papers next week which i have yet to start studying for :S
3. my mum
4. planning for that UK trip.
i'm looking at my e ticket now, and yes am leaving on a jet plane to london in 2 weeks. gonna be alone for 17 hours on the plane and in transit and meet the love-of-my-life-the-best-friend and hopefully have a blast for the next 16 days =D

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