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Sunday, January 25, 2009
where did all my time go?

time flies past so quick that i almost lost track of what i've been up to the past 5 days.

tuesday i was shopping at vivo for cny stuff and went home with NOTHING.

wednesday i went about far east and was pretty contented with a funky top and a cut-label discounted top. but was absolutely horrifically disappointed that the magazine i wanted was all sold out. and the parkway branch sold out by friday too. and all the contentment turned into shit.

thurs gina and weiming and i had dinner together. when u're out of school, it becomes more apparent who ur friends are: the ones who bother jio-ing you out for dinner or even a quick coffee is good with me. most pple mite have already known, i'm not a sticky icky person. in fact, i'm very non sticky. haha. a good fran to me is not counting the hours we are stuck with each other. a good fran is one u know who'll be there when u call any time of the day, but not necessarily checking in on you every minute like we all got nothing better to do.

friday i was going around with the mother picking things up.

and saturday was set aside for temple and cleaning the room before heading out for dinner with michelle. my dearest darling lives 10 mins from ECP and we still got lost on our way there. and since we were already on the way to airport, we ditched ECP for dinner at T3 la. HEHE.

the 5 days long weekend is just up ahead and it still feels like: where has all my free time gone?
sunday clean house. monday go zoo. tues pple visiting. wed mahjong-ing.
and in a blink of an eye, must go back to work already.

so you see my point is, i have came up with a whole load of random shit which i've done the past week and will be doing the next few days. it's all non committal activities and really random ones and still, no free time.

now i just gotta make sure i go out of office for more meetings so i can claim mileage cuz i'm starting to see how benefitting it is =D

the job has been good to me. already foreseeing a trip to italy ard end feb, and philadelphia ard march. the bad thing is, it's too soon! for a new hire like myself, our applicable leave aren't released yet till we're confirmed or past 3 mths i'm not too sure gotta check tho. sheesh. how can go italy and not extend trip! and i'm hoping leave can quickly release. i'm hoping to make a grad trip down to spain with gina, and switz with mich. and somewhere in our 10 long weekends this yr, squeeze in short trips to taipei and down under. yes i'm too ambitious and seem like a showoff to post this here. cuz i am so sue me la! this thing is not too exciting when we start calculating cost incurred, especially since italy is where milan is. and milan is like SHOPPING SHOPPING SHOPPING. shopping has since stopped exciting (i mean seriously. read above i walked vivo for 3 hours and went home with NOTHING) but how can we pass by the chance of getting an LV or watever branded bag at AT LEAST A FEW HUNDRED BUCKS CHEAPER? and still not taxable.

AIYA WATEVER I GO SLEEP NOW.

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