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Friday, January 18, 2008
sometimes its not so easy to just forget.
you do everything you can to ignore those emotions
but somehow, you get nostalgic in the process.
i am damn fcking pissed can. fck luh. i was on the way home after dinner with manda tan n on the mrt and fcking bast was pressing his damn cock on me. agreed that the mrt was like crowded but there was sufficient space for him, not a lot but enough to not lean his whole bloody body on me. whn the next stop came i jus turned and stared at him thn he jus backed off. fck, he should have done tat long ago can. lols. its ppl like him tat makes everyone have stereotypes and prejudices. lols. anyway, watin for my anger to cool dwn before i con to blog bou the rest of today.
ok, i cooled dwn. hahas lols. anyway, this mornin worked at orchard. met a few nasty customers but other thn tat was ok. found out tat the food at lucky plaza is like rather nice. rosalin was so cute today can, she totally cracked me up with like one of her impersonations. hahahs i laughed so hard thn customers were like starin at me. anyway, yong sheng came and he was damn lame can, i was keepin the url of rosalin blog, so he asked me wad i was doin. thn he said he has a blog and he wrote dwn for me, he ended up writin blk 673. -.-" lols. o ya, eric was damn funny with his wu ahong xian dance and kevin was argueing against the fact that he was actually a undercover police. it was a damn funny convo can. hahhas anyway, i did a analysis(profession n nicknames) on the ppl workin there today, wad kind of profession i would have guessed they worked as if they i didnt no they were workin at ocbc. hm... im thinkin tat i think i'll miss those ppl workin there whn i stop workin. the ppl there are all realli nice and friendly there, despite some of them being lame and stuff, but you can realli tell they are nice ppl.o yea, after work, we saw this dman cute Caucasian baby. he had super big eyes can. and he had a dreamy smile, he is onli 8 mths old. hahhas
(no offense)
joy: schl teacher
rosalin: ballet teacher
lynn: piano teacher
eric: police/ wu xhong xian lookalike.
dave: pe teacher/ comic book artist
kevin: teddy bear seller/ looks like one of my teddy bear
valentine's day/7:08 AM
