although I have been short changed by mark for my salary, I guess I can be quite thankful that he did pay me most of my moonies, considering it is mark the stingy-and-nasty man. So gone are the days where I have to search endlessly in the haystack for a pin and I've really had it with his inconsiderate behavior. I do love money, but i think my pride costs much more than what you were paying me.

Classes have officially ended. No more tiring days of 7-10 and no more heavy books. I cant quite decide if I am happy to stop the tiresome routine or if i am sad to see my student life coming to an end. Either way, it was good while it lasted I guess.

i was laughing my head off while looking at Shee Yoong's Bali photos when i suddenly feel a little bitsy jealous. (not the mean-badie type of jealous)

i mean i do love all my ex colleagues alot (trust me its ALOT) and from the bottom of my heart, i did enjoy my hong kong incentive trip even though the coordination work almost killed me. Work sucked, i hated the fear i had to overcome everytime i walked into a client's office and try to convince them to use our shitty service. i hated the fact that i had no clue about what i was doing (back then anyway). i hated intense manger's meetings cox i have no idea what to say to these women (i was 21 for christ sake)

but i love the respect i earned and the people i was with (minus miss bitchy-b)

i do hope the people i will be working with are nice. fingers crossed hopes up

AieeeeeeeYAH!

I caught Doomsday today at THE CATHAY AMK. Love the seats, empty cinema but hate the retarded crowd of people who somehow can't read time and have to be VERY late for the show. It's actually fine if you are late but it's def not if you cause a disturbance. MORONS.

Rhona Mitra is hot! Seriously, not the sexy kinda hot but the lean-mean-machine-coolness hot. I realise she's been in many kick ass movies (SHE kicks ass mind you) like underworld and god her body is TO DIE FOR. She was on Stuck on You (2003) as Bus Stop Bombshell.

check her out http://www.rhonamitraonline.com/

On another note, I can't wait till next week so that I can leave the office. I am half hearted when it comes to working. so dreading this.

Avoid the mildly retarded

Fear.

Fear is an emotion that tags itself along whether you want it or not. When I think of the change that's going to come, I can't help but feel that woozy uncertainty. What if I don't like the working hours, what if the boss is shit, what if i hate my job and what if (most of all) I regret it? In another 11 working days, I will be history, hidden away in Paul's CPF filing folder.

A selfish side of me hopes things will crumble and fall. I hope they can't manage without me. But I know that no one is indispensible, it’s just how some people are more indispensible than others. I have not worked in a place for a time this long and perhaps this is why I feel so attached to this place. In ways more than one, I helped make this a fucking decent office. (I am not going to complain about the compensation package)

The weather is getting so bad now i LOVE aircon so much. I’m mentally debating if I should go ahead to buy an aircon or just bear with it thru summer (is that 6 months here is Singapore???) On another note, i need to stuff my wardrobe with work wear and funky looking shoes that hurts and disfigures your toes. All these means ka-ching flying out of the window

I love lazy afternoons like this. Hopefully I can hit the pool this weekend